World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 23 The old man is in trouble

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Under the catalyst of Ma Mingyu, the ball turned into a missile and flew directly into the Kuwait net.

"Old horse, you've got in beautifully!"

"That's a good kick!"

Seeing Ma Mingyu make a steady free throw, his teammates stepped forward and high-fived Ma Mingyu to celebrate.

Including General Fan and Zhang Xiaorui.

Due to the existence of the national team BUFF, the two of them saw Ma Mingyu score the penalty kick and said nothing.

You must know that the moment Ma Mingyu kicked the penalty kick, these two people were the first to rush into the penalty area and plan to take a follow-up shot.

"It's done!"

Gu Mingchang raised his hand towards Zeng Zheng.

"Coach Xiao Zeng, we scored a goal!"

I'm not blind!

Zeng Zheng complained in his heart.

However, seeing Elder Gu Ming's childlike appearance, he also extended his hand to cooperate.

2-0 versus 2-0, the time difference was 5 minutes.

According to the urine characteristics of various countries in West Asia, two balls can be produced in just 5 minutes.

Now it depends on where Qatar’s bottom line lies.

as expected.

Shortly after the Chinese team scored, the Saudi team scored another goal.

Through the panoramic live broadcast, Zeng Zheng saw the entire process of scoring the goal completely.

Taking advantage of a counterattack opportunity, Saudi Arabia formed a 4-on-3 situation in a small area in the frontcourt.

Three people run and one passes.

The last player who ran away shot the ball and the ball hit the net.

Compared with the Chinese team's practice of creating points first and then scoring goals, the frontcourt cooperation between the Saudi players this time was obviously easier.

Is Qatar broken?

Zeng Zheng frowned.

Although Chen Mirong wanted to say something when he saw this, he didn't have the nerve to say it due to his previous relationship with Zeng Zheng.

Not long after, the big brother in Gu Mingchang's hand rang again, and the good old man reported the situation in Doha to Zeng Zheng with a sad face.

"We also have Saudi undercover agents here." Zeng Zheng said firmly.

"Undercover? Where? Among the fans?"

Gu Mingchang was startled and hurriedly looked towards the stands.

Everywhere you look, there is a sea of ​​red.

The fans held up banners saying "We qualified" and cheered in the ocean.

Although they had led by two goals before and were overtaken, this time they still chose to believe in Zeng Zheng.

"Coach Gu, what are you looking at!"

"I, I'm looking for an undercover agent!"

Looking at so many fans, trying to find the Saudi "undercover" is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Seeing Gu Mingchang's anxious look, Zeng Zheng chuckled.

"Coach Gu, this is not an ancient march and battle. Why are you so nervous?"

"me"

"I wish that Saudi Arabia would send more people. This would also help to generate revenue for our tourism industry, wouldn't it?"

Hearing Zeng Zheng's playful ridicule, Gu Mingchang also suddenly understood.

It seems that I am too nervous.

"Coach Xiao Zeng, what should we do now?"

"What should I do? Let's serve it cold!"

Zeng Zheng smiled and patted Gu Mingchang on the shoulder, "Now that the situation is clear, I am quite looking forward to such a situation."

"Oh? How do you say that?"

"Now that Saudi Arabia is strong in the away game, Qatar has no hope of making a comeback. Our qualifying opponent has already been locked in Saudi Arabia."

"So, teams like Kuwait, Qatar, and Iran are just little boys working for Saudi Arabia, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

"As long as we maintain the current score, no matter what happens, we will be second in the group!"

"That in itself is a victory."

"Don't forget that when Zhu Xie asked me to be the temporary coach, his purpose was to let me go home directly after playing this game!"

"After all, we have eliminated Iran now."

"Coach Gu, do you think this is something to be happy about?"

Seeing Zeng Zheng suddenly change his tone, Gu Mingchang was still a little unable to react.

"Coach Xiao Zeng, our group is number one"

"Coach Gu, you are too persistent!" Zeng Zheng said slowly.

"Man proposes, God disposes."

"We have done everything we can, so why do we insist on clinging to the best result?"

“Is everything in this world either good or bad?”

"Does our football have to be 100 points?"

After saying that, Zeng Zheng turned around and continued to direct the team members.

Looking at Zeng Zheng's handsome back, Gu Mingchang suddenly felt that he was the newcomer who had just joined the team and needed the leadership of his seniors.

"Coach Xiao Zeng, you are so unfathomable!"

Focusing on the court again, Zeng Zheng started thinking again.

There are still more than 30 minutes left before the end of the game. It is of course impossible for him to give up early.

According to his previous plan, even "falling behind" Saudi Arabia by one goal would be harmless.

Give them a powerful attack and score a goal at the last minute, and they can definitely stage a comeback.

But now, the Saudi side kicks off 5 minutes late, so this trick automatically fails.

If the person on the other side is playing dirty tricks, now you have to use an upright conspiracy to defeat them.

After taking a look at Gao Feng's physical strength, Zeng Zheng shouted loudly: "Old Gao, start running. Have you forgotten what you said to your wife before the game?"

When Gao Feng heard about the eagle, he immediately became energetic.

The two are in the period of passionate love, and they are often in love with each other.

As soon as the announcement of the game was released, the words of blessing from the other side were spread to thousands of households through the good media, and fans across the country followed this wave of dog food.

For an angry person like Gao Feng, what he says is like pouring water on his face, and he cannot fire off a cannon every time.

Ever since, the high wind that promised the eagle to score a goal once again turned into a whirlwind on the court, sweeping through Kuwait, which had always been an offender.

Looking inside at Gao Feng's almost bottomed out physical strength, and looking at the prodigal son who kept making breakthroughs on the court, Zeng Zheng waved his hand towards the bench.

"Brother Gao, come here."

On the bench, Gao Hongbo pointed at himself in surprise.

"I??"

"That's right, Xiao Gao, it's you who is calling." Gu Mingchang replied from the side.

Gao Hongbo stood up, put down the long sleeves on his knees, and ran towards Zeng Zheng at a trot.

As a veteran of the national team, Gao Hongbo has reached the age of retirement.

Although he participated in the group stage before the top ten games, he has been training with the team as a substitute.

But Gao Hongbo never thought that he would have a chance to play in the top ten games.

It's not the so-called meaningless competition of "fighting for honor".

Of course, today's game is so important that Gao Hongbo, who is about to retire, has no reason to refuse the call-up.

He knew that many people in the outside world were waiting to see Zeng Zheng's joke.

For example, he "distrusted the captain" during the game against Saudi Arabia, and "fell out with all the international players" before playing against Kuwait.

These dark sides of Chinese football hold countless black materials about Zeng Zheng, and when Zeng Zheng loses his asylum, they step him into the abyss in one fell swoop.

Considering that he also wants to be a coach after retirement, Gao Hongbo decided that no matter what, he would put on the national team uniform again and fight for himself, Zeng Zheng, and the national team!

"Coach Zeng, what are your instructions?"

Although he was a little surprised that Zeng Zheng called him now, the moment he stood next to Zeng Zheng, Gao Hongbo instantly became calm.

"After playing, you and Lao Mao'er change positions."

"Lao Gao has tortured the two defenders on the opposite left side to the point where they can hardly run."

"Before their coach reacts, try to find a chance to score one!"

"No problem!" Gao Hongbo's voice was as firm as a mountain.

"Of course, it's not a big deal if you don't get in."

"If the opponent's coach responds in time and makes a substitution, you can retreat more and cooperate with Lao Ma and Xiao Zhang. The main attack should be on Lao Mao'er."

"Okay, Coach Zeng, do you have any other instructions?"

Seeing his thin figure and tall red body, Zeng Zheng hesitated for a moment.

"Lao Gao, there are still more than thirty minutes, can you run?"

"Coach Zeng, are you kidding me?" Gao Hongbo's face finally showed a trace of dissatisfaction, "I haven't retired yet, and I am still a member of Songri. Please don't doubt my identity and my identity, Coach Zeng."

determination."

"Okay, okay, Lao Gao, it's my fault, it's my fault!"

Zeng Zheng bowed and took Gao Hongbo to the fourth official.

"Referee, let's make a substitution."

(End of chapter)