World Cup of Great Powers

“We’ve already played here, what’s the mental burden left?”

"Really, why are you all looking so sad?"

In the locker room, Zeng Zheng smiled and comforted the players.

Three goals behind.

The Olympic generals who were originally full of confidence were hit hard.

"Oh, I wish I could pass that ball. With Dayu's ability, he can score it with just a tap of his toe."

"Yes, if the goal is scored, we will be ahead, and maybe we can beat the opponent with the excitement!"

"The same goes for Qu Bo's breakthrough. If he breaks through, he will definitely have a chance."

"Which time? The time just after losing the ball?"

"That's right, that was it!"

The players discussed each other word by word, and every time they recalled the good opportunity that should have led to a goal, they couldn't help but slap their thighs.

Seeing the unwilling expressions of the team members, Li Huajun and Li Hui both had happy smiles on their faces.

Losing is not scary.

It's scary to admit defeat.

It has only been 7 years since professionalization began.

To be able to develop a team that reaches the semi-finals of the Olympic Games in 7 years is already a very exciting achievement.

Football is a sport with long-term development. Many European and American countries often have to plan for ten or twenty years before they can develop a strong team that ranks among the top in the world.

With the current results in the National Olympics, I can already hold my chest and head high after returning to China, which can be called a triumphant return.

You've already exceeded your quota, so why wouldn't you want to?

But the team members just weren’t willing to give in!

We are all of the same age, and we all have our own over-age generals.

Why can you score so many goals against us, but I can't score any?

In Zeng Zheng's team, there is no word "accept defeat"!

"Boss Zeng, tell me how to play in the second half!"

Thousands of words condensed into one sentence.

The players still want to win!

"Africans are in good health and can run fast, but that doesn't mean they are stronger."

Zeng Zheng hit the nail on the head when he said, "After 45 minutes of confrontation, you must have realized it."

"Many of them cannot be said to be skinny or strong due to their diet."

"Coupled with the fact that African teams do not have strong organizational discipline, we stopped the attacks on the two wings and focused on the middle."

"Ji Hai, Lao Wu, you two can try more inside cuts. There is no need to hold on and make crosses."

"Zhang Ran, please run forward and leave the rest to Li Tie."

"Don't worry about your physical strength. Just tell me if you can't run anymore."

"We are going to strengthen our attack in the middle, and your support is indispensable."

Zhang Ran nodded after hearing this.

As one of the players who has been with Zeng Zheng for the longest time, he certainly knew that Zeng Zheng wanted to use the "defeat" tactic.

At this point in the game, seeing that Zeng Zheng had a tactical plan, the players also cheered up and enjoyed the counterattack in the second half.

After a brief explanation, Zeng Zheng gave the team members time to relax while he went to the public restroom at the end of the corridor to relax.

When they came to Sydney this time, the bottom line between Wang Junsheng and Xu Fang was not to lose too badly. If they could score a goal and win a game, that would be great.

The requirements are extremely low.

Of course, Zeng Zheng himself also has goals and bottom lines.

After evaluating the opponent's strength and group grouping, Zeng Zheng set the goal for the team to qualify from the group.

So after the draw with Spain, Zeng Zheng was really happy for a long time.

But does qualifying mean giving up?

of course not!

Facing Italy, Zeng Zheng thought for a long time before coming up with an active defense and passive attack approach to deal with the opponent.

To this end, Zeng Zheng also went online to learn some Italian curse words, and then taught the players the insulting gesture of "holding an umbrella".

He even used "dirty tricks" to manipulate his mentality. It can be said that Zeng Zheng did whatever it took to win.

After a lucky victory over Italy in a penalty shootout, the team was almost at the end of its rope.

The team was originally planned to qualify for the group stage. Not only was it short of players, but those who could still play were exhausted.

Before the game started, several of the team members were not satisfied with their physical fitness gauges.

So Zeng Zheng's plan for this game is to attack at the beginning, lose the ball and attack at all costs!

Use offense and goals to gain a future.

It is clear.

Facing Cameroon, which was already superior in strength, Zeng Zheng's tactics failed.

Not only that, after 45 minutes, many players' physical fitness tanks were exhausted.

From Zeng Zheng's perspective, if you want to counterattack and win in the second half, unless a miracle occurs, or Li Jinyu and others Ronaldo join in.

As a rational head coach, Zeng Zheng never puts his belief in defeating his opponents on illusory miracles.

It’s the team members who create miracles!

What the head coach has to do is to ensure that the team has the greatest chance of winning within the scope of his responsibilities as much as possible!

Now, everything that needs to be explained has been explained.

In the second half, if you see the opportunity and change a few people, your mission will be completed.

Thinking of this, I took a deep breath looking at Zeng Zheng outside the window.

What they can achieve depends on the team members themselves!

...

In the locker room, seeing Zeng Zheng and a group of assistant coaches leaving, the players all started talking quietly.

Zhang Xiaorui moved his chair, approached Li Jinyu, and elbowed him.

"Dayu, are you fucking asleep?"

Li Jinyu, who was resting with his head raised, quickly stretched out his hand and pulled off the towel covering his face.

Revealing two round eyes.

"Sleep JB, is this the time to sleep?"

"Then what are you thinking about? Do you miss your girlfriend?" Zhang Xiaorui snickered.

When he heard the word "girlfriend", Zhang Ran came over and joked: "Which girlfriend? The French one?"

"We broke up a long time ago." Li Jinyu curled his lips, "She broke up after she found out that I went to Italy instead of France. My current girlfriend is from Italy. She is currently studying in Milan and has just entered her freshman year."

"Oh, that's great. Did you hook up with a college student?" Zhang Ran's eyes lit up after hearing this.

They are all young people around 20 years old. It would be a lie to say that I don’t envy my teammates who can study abroad to play football and join the Yankees.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Where am I now?" Faced with Zhang Ran's praise, Li Jinyu curled his lips, "Iron is really awesome! I heard that he has been recently

I dated a high school student in Spain. He was only 16 years old, tsk tsk tsk... Do you think he is a beast?"

Seeing that the topic was brought to him, Li Tie scratched the back of his head with an embarrassed look on his face.

"You can't blame me!"

"You don't know that before I went to Spain, Boss Zeng specifically told me that I must find a foreign girlfriend to marry. He also said that if I dated a domestic girl, he would not recognize me as a student.

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"Tell me, what is this? He still doesn't care about my partner!"

"Boss Zeng has taken care of so many things!" Li Jinyu rolled his eyes, "When we were in Brazil, he washed our underwear!"

When he heard the word "underpants", Li Weifeng, who was silent on the sidelines, burst into tears.

"Yes, after the second group of us goes, we will wash everyone's underwear."

"Who made you a newcomer?" Several other people said in unison.

After briefly recalling the "good life" in Brazil, Zhang Xiaorui suddenly said: "Do you feel that Mr. Zeng seems to have given up on this game? Does he think we can't win this game?"

"Nonsense! There is no word 'give up' in Mr. Zeng's dictionary!" Li Tie immediately defended Zeng Zheng.

"Yes, didn't Boss Zeng say that? In the second half, let's concentrate our forces in the middle and use our coordination advantage to defeat the opponent? How can we say we give up?" Li Jinyu also stood on Li Tie's side.

Both Li shook their heads, and the other "junior" Li Weifeng stood firmly on the side of the people with the same surname.

"Hey, what are you two excited about?" Zhang Xiaorui waved his hand, "Of course I know that Mr. Zeng will not give up every game easily, but the problem is that we are three goals behind now, and this score is not easy to catch up with!"

"Who doesn't know that three goals are difficult to chase? The problem is that you have to give me a chance when I run out!" Li Jinyu complained.

"Then the prerequisite is that you can get out of the position, of course I will give it to you!" Zhang Xiaorui was not to be outdone.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Zhang Ran quickly advised, "Okay, stop saying a few words. Boss Zeng has already laid out the tactics for the second half, can't he think of how to score a goal to equalize the score?"

Zhang Xiaorui nodded after hearing this, pointed to the upper right corner of the penalty area and said: "Since Boss Zeng has arranged for us to attack in the middle, I will have more opportunities to control the ball in the frontcourt."

"As long as I have the ball in this position and I'm facing the opponent's goal with less than two defenders around me, I'm confident that I can pass the ball here, here, and here."

Li Jinyu nodded when he saw this, "I will definitely be able to reach this point later."

Li Weifeng also touched his big head, "I can do this in the middle too."

"What about the previous point?"

Everyone looked at Qu Bo in the corner.

The 19-year-old Chaifeng boy tilted his head and looked back at his seniors submissively.

Also 19 years old.

Qu Bo may be able to run on par with Eto'o on the 100-meter track, but in other aspects, he is still far behind.

"Little Bo'er is too young and has a thin figure. Even if he runs to the ground, he has to be squeezed out by his opponents."

"Yeah, let's find someone else!"

"How good would it be if Kuroko wasn't injured?"

In the corner, Zhang Yuheng stretched his legs and leaned on a chair to rest.

In Zhang Yuheng's words, even if he is lame, he still has to be with his teammates.

Just when everyone was at a loss what to do, a figure came from behind.

"Or, let me give it a try?"

"Team, captain..."

Everyone turned around and saw that it was General Fan.

"I am older and in good health. I can go ahead and attract fire."

"Xiao Rui's cross is more accurate, what do you think?"

"Okay, if Brother Fan joins us, I don't believe we can't score a goal!" Zhang Xiaorui waved his hand, "That's settled for now!"

"We pass the ball to me through the middle penetration, and then you wait for the opportunity to run towards these three points from the opposite direction."

"Remember, we must be in sync! If two people are in sync, I won't care about the third person!"

After hearing this, several people nodded immediately, "OK, leave it to us!"

Just after the discussion, the bell rang for the second half.

Zeng Zheng, who had been preparing outside the door, opened the door and made a "please" gesture.

"Young boys, there are still 45 minutes! Play hard and fuck them!"

"Fuck him!" everyone shouted in unison.

...

In the second half, when the National Olympic Games stood on the court again, the entire momentum changed.

"What's going on with these Chinese players?"

"Do they have any grudge against us?"

"Why does it feel like it's going to eat us?"

Looking at the determined eyes of the Olympic team members, several Cameroonian players opposite them felt trembling in their hearts.

"The second half has begun!"

"During the halftime break, coach Zeng Zheng did not make any personnel adjustments."

"The National Olympics fell behind by three goals in the first half."

"Let's see if there are any tactical changes during the half-time break."

“Come on Team China!”

As soon as Huang Jianxiang finished speaking, the Olympic team members rushed out as a whole.

"...Gremy's long biography..."

"Lee Iron!"

"Li Tie fought for the first place."

"Now the ball is in the hands of the Olympic Games."

In the 48th minute, after winning the ball in the backcourt, Guoao quickly launched a counterattack.

"Zhang Ran protected the ball and distributed it to the wing."

"Wu Chengying on the wing chose to pass the ball immediately."

"We can see that Shen Si deliberately retreated to catch the ball."

"Shensi knocks horizontally."

"Look for Zhang Xiaorui!"

"Two-for-one coordination..."

"The ball is back at Zhang Xiaorui's feet..."

"Accelerate breakthrough..."

"It passed by..."

"Zhang Xiaorui passes!"

Seeing Zhang Xiaorui taking the ball, Li Jinyu, Li Weifeng and General Fan moved in unison and crossed the ball diagonally from the other side.

Zhang Xiaorui's breakthrough was too sudden. Before the Cameroon defenders could react, he had already made a pass.

This gives the opponent another head start.

In the penalty area, Li Weifeng, who was outflanked by three people, finally reached the highest point.

Li Datou headed the ball and it hit Kameni's foot.

The ball was blocked by the opponent's goalkeeper.

"Oh!!"

"What a pity."

"The National Olympics' attack was very sudden."

"Zhang Xiaorui's diagonal cross."

"Li Weifeng's victory."

"It's a pity that Li Weifeng's header was too high and was blocked by the opponent's goalkeeper."

"But this is a very good sign!"

"There is still time in the game, and we still have a chance to tie the score!"

The Olympic team members made a threatening attack, but Zeng Zheng was not too excited.

Give up the two wings and focus on the middle. With the strength of the Olympic players, it is easy to launch several threatening attacks.

This was also within Zeng Zheng's plan.

But looking at the bottomed out physical strength of all the players, how many times can these attacks be carried out?

As long as the Cameroonians react, they will also move the defensive center to the center.

It will be doubly difficult for the National Olympic Games to launch such an attack that threatens the opponent's gate.

If we don't tie the score until we are stretched, the game will be over.

Continuous small-scale kickbacks, the two wingers' inward cuts and the coordination of hitting the wall, indeed allowed the Olympic Games to threaten the opponent's goal several times in a row.

Upon seeing this, the Cameroon coach immediately waved his hand and narrowed the wing.

Soon, when the National Olympic Games wanted to hit the wall with their teammates again.

As long as a player catches the ball, the defensive players will follow behind them to prevent them from turning around.

When it came to playing like this, the team members began to grit their teeth and control the movements of their legs and feet.

When your physical energy is exhausted, you have to run continuously, control your feet with high concentration, and pass the ball with one kick...

In the high-intensity fight, the Chinese Olympic midfielders gritted their teeth and showed their strength to the world.

"Coach Zeng, the boys worked hard!" Li Hui looked at the time and saw that it was less than 60 minutes.

"This is the fastest way to kick the ball up."

As the core of the attack in the middle, Zhang Xiaorui gritted his teeth and kept running in different directions.

Because the final ball will basically come to his feet, his pressure is several times that of others.

After the Cameroonian noticed this, every time he turned around forcefully, he would be disturbed by the small movements of the opponent's hands.

Soon, Zhang Xiaorui's waist turned blue and purple.

In the 61st minute, Mboma fired a long shot from outside the penalty area, shocking everyone into a cold sweat.

Liu Yunfei flew up sideways and lifted the ball out of the small penalty area with one palm.

Li Weifeng, who was in position to catch up, did not turn around and passed the ball across the ball. He passed the ball to Sun Jihai who was sinking on the wing, then turned around and ran towards the frontcourt.

After Sun Jihai got the ball, he moved forward and was intercepted by his opponent when he reached near the center line.

At this time, Sun Jihai stopped the ball and observed other teammates.

Seeing Zhang Xiaorui running back to meet him, he didn't hesitate at all and pushed the ball towards his teammate's feet.

At the same time, Lauren followed like a ghost, sticking behind Zhang Xiaorui.

Facing Sun Jihai's direct pass, Zhang Xiaorui, who ran back to catch the ball, had an idea and stretched out his toes.

Snapped!

The ball hit Zhang Xiaorui's outstretched toes and flew up high.

At the same time, Zhang Xiaorui grabbed Lauren's right elbow with her right hand and immediately turned to the right.

His arms were clenched, and his eyes were attracted to the ball in the air.

Lauren didn't know what to do and froze on the spot.

Taking this opportunity, Zhang Xiaorui turned around and stretched out his left foot, stopping the ball falling in the air just in front of him.

Take a big step and move forward with the ball.

In the stands, when old man Rossi saw this, he immediately waved the big flag in his hand and sang loudly:

"The five-star red flag is fluttering in the wind,

How loud the victory song is.

Singing our dear motherland,

From now on, we will be prosperous and powerful!

Singing our dear motherland,

From now on, we will become prosperous and powerful..."

Soon, a chorus broke out in the stands.

Zhang Xiaorui dribbled the ball from the midfield to break through, flicked left and right, changed directions twice in a row, and ran towards the place planned by himself and his teammates.

Lauren, who was following Zhang Xiaorui, became more and more frightened as he ran, because he discovered that although Zhang Xiaorui was not dribbling the ball very fast, he seemed to have eyes behind him.

No matter which direction I ran, I was always stuck by the opponent's heels.

And Gremi was also panicked.

He ran sideways and turned around, realizing that no matter which side he was defending, there was a chance that Zhang Xiaorui would pass him by.

The two of them ran in tandem, left and right, next to Zhang Xiaorui, focusing all their defensive attention on this Chinese young man who was dribbling the ball forward and who was darker than himself.

When the two of them were counting Zhang Xiaorui's pace, they suddenly discovered that Zhang Xiaorui's left foot was obviously too big for one pass.

"Chance!"

"Finally you are here!"

Gremi and Lauren's eyes lit up, and they both subconsciously regarded this as Zhang Xiaorui's mistake and immediately stepped forward to steal it.

Seeing that his toes were about to poke the ball away, at this moment, Zhang Xiaorui suddenly stepped on the ball with his left foot. His body followed up and jumped into the air. After landing, he turned around with his right foot and pulled it horizontally.

In a flash of lightning, Zhang Xiaorui made an emergency stop in Marseille and led the two men to his left, but then took the ball away from the right.

Lauren and Geremi, who were only focusing on the ball in front of them, didn't notice their teammates who suddenly appeared in front of them.

There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the two of them bumped into each other face to face and fell to the ground.

Seeing this wonderful scene, the fans in the stands sang even harder.

On the other side, three teammates have already started and are ready to move.

Zhang Xiaorui, who broke through with the ball, glanced out of the corner of his eye and accelerated again, rushing towards the expected place of passing the ball.

At this moment, veteran Mboma suddenly flashed in front of Zhang Xiaorui.

Zhang Xiaorui stepped on the bicycle with both legs, but did not move the opponent's center of gravity.

Seeing that his three teammates were already outflanking him, he was ready to break through, but he still had a few steps to go before he could reach the place where the ball was passed.

Zhang Xiaorui gritted his teeth and was instantly ready to forcefully thrust or kick the ball.

Just when Zhang Xiaorui was about to take off, a shout suddenly came from beside him.

"here!"

In the peripheral vision on the other side, a white figure suddenly appeared from behind.

Is it Sun Jihai???

Zhang Xiaorui was shocked.

Zeng Zheng said that the two wingers should be as close to the center as possible and play more inside cuts.

It is reasonable for Sun Jihai to appear here at this time.

Is this ball going to him so he can cut inside?

Just when Zhang Xiaorui hesitated, Sun Jihai shouted again.

"I'll pass the ball!"

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaorui understood instantly.

Although he is not Jianlibao, Sun Jihai's golf intelligence and tacit understanding are worthy of trust.

Zhang Xiaorui didn't hesitate anymore. The shape of his right foot that he originally planned to use changed and turned into a thrust.

With a crisp "pop" sound, the ball rolled between Mboma's legs.

"Old Sun, I'll leave this ball to you!"

The experienced Mboma did not choose to turn around to chase the ball. Instead, after turning around, he quickly blocked Zhang Xiaorui with his back.

The ball is too good to pass!

But at this time, Zhang Xiaorui had completely given up possession of the ball and handed over the responsibility of the final kick to his teammates who were cutting in from the wing.

"Zhang Xiaorui goes straight..."

"Sun Jihai!!!"

Then Huang Jianxiang roared.

Sun Jihai cut in from the wing at high speed, rushed past Mboma like the wind, and caught up with the ball.

Seeing Sun Jihai dribbling the ball in place, the three top contenders on the other side of the penalty area who had been preparing for the top position no longer hesitated and accelerated towards the predetermined spot.

At the same time, the singing in the stands became louder and louder.

"Prosperity, wealth and strength..."

As soon as he finished speaking Qiang, Sun Jihai's right foot suddenly hit the side of the ball.

"What the fuck?!" Huang Jianxiang shouted in his heart.

"External rotation???" Huang Jianxiang shouted this sentence with his mouth.

No one expected that in the second half, after Zhang Xiaorui kicked four inswinging low passes here, Sun Jihai would actually kick an outswinging kick that was close to the ground!

The ball stuck to the turf, bypassing the defender's ankle like a poisonous snake, and jumped towards the penalty area at high speed.

General Fan, who was at the front point, rushed past him immediately. He was attracting firepower, so he missed the pass immediately;

Li Weifeng in the middle did not expect that Sun Jihai would pass the ball to the ground. Because he ran too fast, he missed the ball.

"Li Jinyu!!!"

Then Huang Jianxiang roared.

Li Jinyu, who was behind, arrived just in time to catch up.

Facing the ball drawn by Sun Jihai, he directly raised his left foot and followed up with a push shot.

In front of the goal, Kameni fell to the ground subconsciously.

But the ball still passed by his armpit and rolled into the net in the blink of an eye.

"The ball goes in blah blah blah!"

The next second, Huang Jianxiang's shouts resounded throughout the sky.