World Cup of Great Powers

Not only Lee Kwan-woo, Shin Byung-ho, Lee Dong-guk and other South Korean players who ran to the frontcourt rushed up and surrounded Zeng Zheng.

In the chaos, I don't know who pushed me.

Immediately afterwards, Zeng Zheng made an exaggerated retreat, took several steps back, and fell into the arms of Han Tao, who had just returned to the court.

"Hit someone with a stick!!!"

With a loud roar, more people rushed over and surrounded several "culprits".

Good guy, in our home court, the sticks dare to be so arrogant?

The Olympic players quickly rushed forward and protected Zeng Zheng behind them.

One by one, they held out their chests and kept knocking each other away with their chests.

"Referee, that's the one who pushed me!"

In the chaos, Zeng Zheng grabbed the Lebanese referee and complained tearfully to his opponent in English.

As if he was the victim.

The 80,000-person stadium was filled with shouts and curses.

Some people even took off their shirts and rushed to the South Korean fan area.

The security personnel at the scene looked very nervous, fearing that some fans would break into the stadium and cause trouble.

Fortunately, through the camera, we found that although every one of the team members was filled with indignation, no matter how hard the opponent pushed, none of them fought back.

Just using his chest, he pushed all the South Korean players far away.

"We can see that players from both sides clashed on the sidelines..." Liu Jianhong spoke slowly, explaining the sudden conflict to the fans.

"A South Korean player pushed Zeng Zheng."

"Then other Olympic players gathered around."

"Fortunately, the team members were very restrained and did not take action."

"There's not much time left to play."

"The South Korean players causing such farce may be psychologically unbalanced due to their reluctance to fail."

After a simple verbal organization, Liu Jianhong quickly finalized the matter.

No matter what the reason is?

It's just not allowed to cause trouble in our territory!

"Hello!"

"what's the situation?"

"I'm the victim, okay?"

"I was pushed by the South Korean player, couldn't you see?"

On the sidelines of the court, Zeng Zheng, who was temporarily safe, looked angry and yelled at the referee.

People who don't know think he is an Oscar-winning actor.

"Coach Zeng, you should know what you have done."

The Lebanese referee shook his head and tried to awaken Zeng Zheng's "conscience."

"If you hadn't thrown the ball off the court, the South Korean players wouldn't have had such an extreme reaction."

"Referee, the ball was originally out of bounds, okay!" Zeng Zheng still asked for his own "explanation."

"The ball was already out of bounds."

"If I hadn't just caught it, it would have hit me in the face!"

"I just let it fly to where it was supposed to fly."

But no matter how Zeng Zheng "justified", the Lebanese referee still took out a red card from his pocket and showed it in front of Zeng Zheng.

Seeing the red card, Zeng Zheng shook his arm in anger.

"Hey, referee, can't you see where this is?"

"Coach Zeng, please stay calm." The Lebanese referee said coldly, "Please leave the court immediately!"

Tang Pengju, who was on the sidelines, was afraid that Zeng Zheng would react too aggressively again, so he hurriedly pulled Zeng Zheng away from him.

After all, Zeng Zheng almost took action when he was in Seoul.

"Coach Zeng, please stop saying a few words, we are about to win..."

However, as soon as Tang Pengju pulled him over, Zeng Zheng's face changed:

"Coach Tang, after I leave, don't forget to get rid of that stick as well."

"Then you go and tell the players that in the remaining time, kick the ball forward as hard as you can!"

Seeing Zeng Zheng regain his composure instantly outside the camera, Tang Pengju still looked surprised and did not react.

"Coach Zeng, what are you..."

"Coach Tang, what are you still waiting for? Time waits for no one!"

With that said, Zeng Zheng winked at Tang Pengju, and then walked toward the players' tunnel with his head lowered.

Tang Pengju was stunned for a moment, and then immediately returned to the sidelines to carry out Zeng Zheng's "legendary strategy" to the end.

It is true that Zeng Zheng maliciously threw the ball to hinder South Korea's fast break, and it is not a lie that Li Guanyu pushed Zeng Zheng.

It's just that Li Guanyu was angry at the time, and Zeng Zheng deliberately took a few steps back with force.

Anyway, even Zeng Zheng was ejected from the field, and Li Guanyu couldn't escape punishment under the "condemnation" of so many people!

Amid the protests from the players, a red card quickly appeared above Li Guanyu's head.

Along with this, several other dissatisfied South Korean players also ate a yellow card one by one.

Seeing this ending, the Olympic team members calmed down.

After being reminded by the staff, the players returned to the court with their mouths curled.

Once on the field, the team members started talking quietly in groups of twos and threes.

"Datou, what you acted just now was quite similar. I thought you were really going to take action!"

"Fuck, how dare I take action? Didn't you hear what Boss Zeng said?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are worthy of being Mr. Zeng, the old one is still the hotter one!"

"Now, South Korea will definitely not be able to turn over!"

"But Boss Zeng is so ruthless that he even got involved in it..."

When Li Guanyu rushed in front of him, Zeng Zheng used a voice transmission to issue two orders to all the Olympic team members.

The first one was to surround me as quickly as possible.

Whoever dares to attack the second one will not be included in the Olympics next year.

After receiving the order, the team members rushed over to support immediately.

Under the premise that taking action would be a capital punishment, no one would dare to raise their hand.

But such a commotion made things worse, time ran out, and South Korea's counterattack came to nothing.

When the players from both sides return to the court, the number of players on both sides is back on the same starting line.

The South Korean team members were holding back their anger, but found that they couldn't come up with any plan at all.

Three consecutive long passes that missed the mark were all vigorously cleared by the Olympic team members into the frontcourt.

In the end, even though the referee gave more than one minute of attack time, South Korea did not take another shot.

...

In the locker room, Zheng Dongqi put his elbows on his knees, leaned forward, and buried his face in his hands.

He dared not turn on the TV.

He was afraid that after he left the field, the team would encounter mishaps one after another.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Did South Korea score that penalty kick?

If he scores, will the point difference be only one goal?

Can the 10 teammates on the field hold on to the last point?

Does Mr. Zeng have any other ideas?

Will Mr. Zeng blame me?

Will my teammates blame me?

Will fans across the country blame me?

Will Jilin fans be disappointed in me?

In these few minutes, Zheng Dongqi thought about all his experiences in the past 20 years.

He has even thought about it.

If the opponent really ties the score at the end of the game, then he must die to apologize.

Just when Zheng Dongqi was wondering whether it was a heroic caesarean section or a happy hanging, the door to the dressing room was opened.

"Uh... Boss Zeng... why are you alone..."

Seeing Zeng Zheng entering the room, Zheng Dongqi quickly stood up, intending to clear the place where he was sitting.

But then, he realized something was wrong.

Why did Boss Zeng come back alone?

What about teammates?

Or is it that the score was tied and Zeng Zheng was so angry that he returned to the locker room alone?

Zeng Zheng greeted Zheng Dongqi as if nothing was wrong.

"Come on, Xiao Zheng, give me a hand."

"Oh...oh!"

Zheng Dongqi didn't dare to ask, so he could only step forward and let Zeng Zheng throw the jerseys into his arms one by one.

Seeing that Zheng Dongqi could no longer hold it in his arms, Zeng Zheng looked at the "emptied out" locker room and nodded with satisfaction.

At this moment, there was a violent noise outside the door.

Under what circumstances could such a loud noise be made at the scene?

Zeng Zheng's ears pricked up, and he immediately grabbed the few remaining jerseys on the ground and rushed out the door.

"Quick, follow up!"

After saying that, Zeng Zheng hurriedly ran out of the locker room.

Zheng Dongqi still hasn't realized what's going on.

But when he heard Zeng Zheng shouting, he could only follow him unsteadily.

Soon, there were many reporters with cameras around Zheng Dongqi, who clicked their cameras at him.

Zheng Dongqi almost buried his face in his jersey and followed Zeng Zheng out of the tunnel without looking sideways.

As soon as they exited the tunnel, Han Tao and several substitutes ran over.

"Xiao Zheng, thank you for your hard work."

"Thank you, Qizai."

"Brother Qi, thank you for your hard work."

Several players divided up the jerseys in Zheng Dongqi's hands, then quickly ran to the field and distributed the jerseys to other players.

Without his jersey to cover his face, Zheng Dongqi came to the stadium again and subconsciously wanted to turn his head and get into the tunnel.

But at this moment, a reporter stepped forward and handed over a microphone.

"Hello Zheng Dongqi, may I ask how you feel at this moment?"

"Zheng Dongqi, what do you want to say now?"

"Zheng Dongqi, what do you think of this victory?"

Mood? Victory?

Zheng Dongqi swallowed.

He raised his head nervously and glanced at the scoreboard that he had never dared to look at, but couldn't help but look at.

2 to 1!

The home team comes first.

Seeing the final score of the two teams, Zheng Dongqi could no longer hold back, and tears burst out of his eyes.

"I, I, I..."

After saying "I" three times in a row, Zheng Dongqi raised his elbow and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

But no matter how he wiped it, he found that the tears could not be wiped clean.

When the reporters saw this, they didn't dare to ask any more questions.

They had to disperse silently and let the camera crew zoom in for a close-up.

At this moment, the stadium with 80,000 people was already going crazy.

Each of the team members carried three or four jerseys, together with the off-field uniforms they were wearing, and threw them all into the stands in all directions.

The fans also stood up, stretched out their hands, and scrambled for the first place.

"Don't grab it, don't grab it, this is Allah's jersey!"

"Get out of here, get out of here, do you hear me? I'll kill you!"

"giegie, give one to your sister, you've already got two!"

It was the first time in 20 years that we defeated South Korea. This jersey has great commemorative significance!

When the fans high up in the stands saw this, they were all envious.

Many people regret not spending more money to upgrade their tickets.

At this moment, there was a muffled "bang" sound and a ball flew into the sky.

When the fans high up in the stands saw this, they immediately opened their eyes wide, stood up and stretched out their hands.

In addition to the fallen football, there was also a jersey that shot up into the sky with the football.

The jersey fluttered and finally fell into the hands of a female college student in the stands.

"Wow wow wow!!! It's Li Jinyu No. 15, it's Li Jinyu's jersey!!!"

Seeing the number on the jersey, the female college student who had looked happy just now broke her guard instantly and cried while hugging the kicked jersey.

When people around saw it, they were both envious and deeply moved.

This female college student really likes the Olympic team members!

Since Jianlibao returned to China, the players of the national youth team have instantly become star-chasing idols among college students.

Whether they are Jianlibao players or those who have grown up in domestic leagues.

As long as you are selected for Zeng Zheng's national team, you will be eligible to appear on the cover of the star card of Little Raccoon Instant Noodles.

For this reason, the small raccoon manufacturer even found a contract with bamboo shoes.

Including training sessions.

Every time a team led by Zeng Zheng announces its roster, a batch of Little Raccoon star cards will be released exclusively.

Even later, this model was learned by the live football team next door.

It is precisely because of the frequently updated Chinese player patches that the number of online players in the live broadcast until 2023 is as high as that of FIFA.

Of course, this is all a story for later.

"Excuse me, Coach Zeng, how are you feeling at this moment?"

Qin Xue rushed to Zeng Zheng immediately and happily handed over the microphone.

Facing the camera, Zeng Zheng had no intention of paying attention to the other party.

"Hey, yes, that handsome guy, that ball... right?!"

At Zeng Zheng's wave, a ball boy ran over holding a football.

"Here, Coach Zeng!"

"This ball is that..."

"Yeah! That's the ball!" The caddy naturally knew what "that" Zeng Zheng was referring to, and nodded immediately.

"Okay, thank you!"

Taking the football from the ball boy's hand, Zeng Zheng was filled with emotions.

Although Korean phobia is a deep-rooted and far-reaching negative BUFF, at the last moment, God still gave the decision-making power to himself.

In that situation, if it were another coach with a slower response, he might immediately let go of the ball and direct his players to quickly chase back.

If Zeng Zheng really did that, Park Ji-sung would definitely throw the ball quickly.

With Li Guanyu's footwork and Chen Dong's distance from the goal, the ball is basically a must-goal!

"I have collected this ball!"

Facing the camera, Zeng Zheng's expression was unmistakable.

Later, Zeng Zheng hugged the caddy over.

Putting his arm on the other person's shoulder, he said to the reporters: "Please take a photo for us."

The twelve or thirteen-year-old caddy was so excited that he didn't even dare to wipe his nose and stood next to Zeng Zheng like a zombie.

After the flash flashed for more than ten times, Zeng Zheng let go.

He wiped the little caddy's head, and then said smoothly: "Boy, you seem to be quite smart. What's your name?"

In front of the camera, the caddy suddenly sniffed and said loudly: "I'm reporting to Coach Zeng, my name is Gao Lin!"

"Ah, Gao Lin? It's a good name..." Zeng Zheng responded casually.

"No, Coach Zeng, my surname is Gao, from Gao Jiji!"

"Uh...what the hell?"

Hearing the caddy's emphasis, Zeng Zheng was stunned.

He turned around and looked at this elementary school student who was less than 1.6 meters tall, with surprise in his eyes.

People with the surname Gao are everywhere, but those with the surname Gao are rare.

"Tell me again, what's your name?"

Perhaps encouraged by Zeng Zheng, Gao Lin turned her head and shouted at the spear and cannon in front of her:

"My name is Gao Lin, I am 13 years old and I come from Zhengzhou, Henan. My dream is to join the national team and win glory for the country!"

Click click click!!!

More than a dozen flashlights struck down like lightning, shocking Zeng Zheng.

But Gao Lin opened her eyes wide and did not shy away from the flash.

I don’t know if his eyesight will not be accurate when he shoots in the future. It’s because he was shaken by it now.

Just when Zeng Zheng was thinking about whether to bring this kid to his youth training base, the idiot Li Tie emerged from nowhere.

"Ah, Boss Zeng, I didn't expect you to have a ball here!"

Before Zeng Zheng could react, Li Tie, wearing a pair of Winnie the Pooh shorts, snatched the football from Zeng Zheng's arms.

Without waiting for anyone else to react, he stepped onto the stand with a bang.

"Fuck, Li Tie, you..."

Looking at his empty right hand, Zeng Zheng wanted to put the cabbage in front of him immediately.

In public, you are committing robbery!

However, the naive Li Tie obviously didn't know what he had done.

He put one hand in front of his forehead, raised his head with the other hand to point at the football in the air, and proudly showed off to Zeng Zheng:

"Boss Zeng, look, did my kick go high?"