World Cup of Great Powers

"Fuck, Yang Chen really got in!"

"Oh my god, if Yang Chen doesn't score this goal, I'm going to kick it!"

The two of them, Jin and Chi, sang in harmony and sang a double act on the sidelines.

"Xiao Zeng was really surprised. Cameroon has so much stamina!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, it has to be Xiao Zeng, his judgment of the situation on the field is much more accurate than the two old guys like us!"

Han Tao even unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Zeng Zheng eagerly.

"Boss Zeng, drink some water."

"Um."

Zeng Zheng took the water, but his eyes were still on the court.

"Boss Zeng, I have something to tell you."

"What's going on?"

"Well, there is a football team that wants me to be its coach."

"Oh? Have you met someone you're attracted to?"

Hearing this, Zeng Zheng turned his head and looked at the disciple who had been with him the longest with admiration.

Several teams have approached Han Tao as a coach and consultant before, including even A and B teams.

Although Han Tao is young, some famous domestic coaches can't compare to him when it comes to competition qualifications!

According to Han Tao's idea, he wanted to stay with Zeng Zheng until after the World Cup and then go out on his own.

Zeng Zheng did not give him a time limit to die.

Completely free to come and go.

I never thought that he would bring it up at this juncture.

"Which team?" Zeng Zheng asked again.

"Gansu Tianma." Han Tao answered honestly, "This is a team that was formed last year, but it failed to reach the top tier."

“We have done well in the Central and Western Districts this year and are very likely to advance to the Southern District semi-finals.”

Gansu is in the north, but it belongs to the southern region.

One is because there are too many teams in the North District, and the other is because the North District is generally stronger, giving these new small teams some opportunities.

“Are they looking for you to be a coach or a consultant?”

Zeng Zheng asked a key question.

"Be a consultant."

"Then I suggest you don't go."

Upon hearing the word "consultant," Zeng Zheng poured cold water on Han Tao.

"Why?"

"Why?" Zeng Zheng blinked, "Then let me ask you, why did you agree?"

Han Tao said nothing.

But he knows better than anyone what this disciple is thinking.

Zeng Zhengya's behavior of digging out Eric Mu and his remarks in support of frontier football greatly affected Han Tao.

This young man who once quit football due to injury and poverty finally found his goal.

That is, in addition to becoming a coach, you must also support the development of football in your hometown.

Now, the Gansu team is the team closest to his hometown.

It is inevitable that some frontier players will be recruited into the team.

It was for this reason that Han Tao was moved.

"Xiao Tao, you have grown up. If you want to leave, I won't stop you."

"But you also have to discern whether those people who come to you value your ability to coach the team, or whether they are looking for something else."

"If it's the former, fine, I'll give you a chance to show off your ambitions."

"But if it's the latter, you won't even know that your kid has been sold!"

"The waters in football are very deep. Even your former boss and I don't dare to go there now."

Just when Zeng Zheng was persuading him earnestly, the changes on the court once again made people nervous.

Even if the goal is scored in the 45th minute, even if the injury time is only 2 minutes.

The Chinese team, which was already playing crazy, did not miss the opportunity to "beat the drowned dog".

In the 47th minute, even the referee was looking at his watch frequently, preparing to find an opportunity to blow the whistle.

But the Chinese team, which controlled the ball in the frontcourt, refused to give him this opportunity!

This time, the Chinese team's attack came from the left.

Wu Chengying, who was inserted in, played against the wall with Li Jinyu on the wing.

Seeing that the opponent's defender chose to follow Wu Chengying, Li Jinyu immediately turned around and rushed towards the opponent's goal with the ball.

This change made Vivian Fu, who was defending in the middle, nervous.

He immediately came over from the center and tried to form a double-team with his teammates in the penalty area.

But it was still a step slower.

Li Jinyu accelerated and dribbled the ball into the penalty area.

Before Vivian Fo and Wurm closed the door, they directly shot the ball towards the goal with their left foot.

"The Chinese team still has a chance..."

"Li Jinyu..."

"Okay, shoot!"

Following Huang Jianxiang's exclamation, Songao flew forward and blocked the ball into the air.

Qu Shengqing, who was in the penalty area, saw this and rushed to the small penalty area line.

Pulling Song Pa aside with both hands, he used a difficult scorpion tail swing and swept the ball falling in the air with his heels.

However, in a panic, his heel did not touch the ball, but was instead swept by his calf.

The speed of the ball suddenly slowed down and hit the foot of the defender who was blocking the inside line.

Yang Chen happened to be next to this defender.

Seeing the ball bounce towards the small penalty area line again, he hurriedly chased it from the small penalty area to the small penalty area line, turned around, took the ball one step towards the baseline, turned around and shot from a small angle.

boom!

The ball just hit the foot of Songao, who was blocking the near corner, and bounced out of the baseline.

“Beep beep, beep!!!”

The whistle sounded.

The referee did not give the Chinese team another corner kick opportunity and directly ended the first half.

Seeing the end of the first half, Zeng Zheng patted Han Tao on the shoulder.

"Okay, Xiao Tao, let's talk about this later. Go and do your own business."

Han Tao nodded and came forward with a towel and water bottle.

"Ah, the first half of the game was really exciting!"

"Both sides played well for half the game, hehe..."

In the studio, Huang Jianxiang and Zhang Hehe were still not satisfied.

Look at the offensive momentum of the Chinese team.

If given five more minutes, we might actually be able to overtake the score.

"Cameroon's offensive obviously slowed down after scoring a goal."

"The Chinese team seized this opportunity and immediately attacked aggressively, overwhelming their opponents."

"Coach Zeng's judgment of the team's situation is still very accurate. Director Zhang, if it were you, how would you arrange the second half?"

"Hey, if I were Coach Zeng..."

...

Two football commentators were talking wildly in the studio.

In the locker room, the players were also very excited.

"Damn it, this SB referee didn't give me the last corner kick!"

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"Tsk, tsk, tsk, in today's game, I must take revenge on the Olympics!"

The team members were impassioned and discussed a lot.

Especially those who have participated in the Olympic Games.

I even want to make up for all my losses in the Olympics in this competition.

Seeing Zeng Zheng enter the house, a group of young men immediately stood up and said hello:

"Tseng!"

"Tseng!"

"Coach Zeng!"

"Coach Zeng, what do you think we should do in the second half?"

Patting the tendons on Zhang Xiaorui's lower abdomen, Zeng Zheng smiled slightly.

"Look at your posture...what? Haven't you played enough?"

"Not enough!"

"Not enough!"

The team members said in unison.

"If you haven't played enough, save some and we'll play again in the second half!"

Zhang Xiaorui perked up as soon as he heard this, "Boss Zeng, are we still going to play like this in the second half?"

Zeng Zheng chuckled, "If you want to kick like this, will they let you?"

"Why don't we give in? If they don't give in, then we will attack by force!"

"Strong attack? Which one have you hit?"

Zhang Xiaorui stopped talking.

At this moment, his left and right shoulders were creaking and the pain was severe.

He is neither darker nor stronger than black people.

"In the second half, Qu Shengqing, please step back."

"Li Xiaopeng, Li Tie, you two should also go back and collect."

"Put the two sides closer to the middle and don't insert them at the same time."

"Let's play defensive counterattack."

ah???

After hearing the end, the team members suddenly put on bitter faces.

What is the energy of this frontal attack, and what kind of defensive counterattack?

In the opening stage of the first half, we were pressed like that and didn't even try to defend against counterattacks!

"What do you do as coach Zeng directs?" Chi Shangbin scolded with a frown.

"Just do what Coach Zeng said and it's over. Why are there so many complaints?" Jin Zhiyang also agreed.

General Fan raised his eyebrows.

He did remember.

Four years ago, when Zeng Zheng first joined the team, neither of them even looked at Zeng Zheng.

It's good now.

Faced with doubts, before Zeng Zheng even opened his mouth, the two of them became the "Second Generals" around Zeng Zheng.

"Okay, okay, let's all take a good rest first."

"There are still 45 minutes of game left!"

"We can't let our guard down in the second half!"

As soon as General Fan opened his mouth, the team members fell silent.

They gathered together in twos and threes and discussed the highlights of the first half.

As peers, General Fan, Ou Chuliang, Ma Mingyu, and Zeng Zheng sat together.

The three of them all turned their attention to Ou Chuliang, and Zeng Zheng asked, "Brother Ou, how do you feel?"

"it's okay no problem!"

Although he missed a goal, Ou Chuliang seemed to be in good spirits.

"I can still handle it."

"Haha, what Xiao Ou said was so modest. I was heartbroken for him watching from the sidelines!" Ma Mingyu laughed.

Who doesn't know that at the beginning of the first half, if Ou Chuliang hadn't resisted with great force, the Chinese team might have collapsed long ago.

"Brother Ma, I really have no problem." Ou Chuliang stretched out his right hand and moved his wrist in front of the three people.

Seeing this, Zeng Zheng stepped forward and patted Ou Chuliang on the shoulder: "Brother Ou, if you say you can hold on, then I will believe you."

"Don't blame me for not reminding you."

"The second half is definitely more dangerous than the first!"

ah???

This time, the three veterans were also a little confused.

"Coach Zeng, are you serious?"

When I heard Zeng Zheng talking about counterattacks in the second half, I thought Zeng Zheng was trying to calm down the players.

Don't forget to defend in order to attack.

But now that I hear it, it seems that there is still a tough battle to be fought in the second half.

"You don't think Cameroon is done with it, do you?"

The three of them looked at each other with expressions of "That's not the case."

Zeng Zheng shook his head.

"No matter what people say, he is a double champion of Africa and the Olympics."

"Although the team has many internal problems, it is not worse than the French team."

"think about it."

"Since they have so many internal problems, why do they send all their main players to play in the Confederations Cup?"

"Isn't it just to take advantage of this cup to integrate the team?"

"At least for their coach, with this Confederations Cup championship, his prestige within the team will at least go up a notch!"

"Lao Fan, Brother Ou, let me remind you."

"I must have defended it in the second half!"

"I have a hunch that they will attack harder than in the first half!"

Ou Chuliang and General Fan looked at each other.

They nodded together.

Especially General Fan.

He even gave up the Asian Cup for the Olympics.

For the Cameroon team that stopped the Chinese team in the semi-finals, he never thought about competing with their opponents again.

...

Soon, the second half began.

The two sides changed sides and fought again, without any substitutions.

Cameroon's head coach was also a little surprised after discovering that the Chinese team did not attack in the opening game.

Surprised, Cameroon's attack came as promised.

In the 46th minute, Gremi brought the ball to the thirty-meter area.

This is where the Chinese team’s defense is most intensive.

But at the moment when Li Tie and Li Xiaopeng "closed the door", Gremi poked the ball with the toe of his right foot and passed the ball to Mboma who was further ahead.

The Cameroon veteran turned around immediately after receiving the ball.

With the effort of turning around, all the areas that can be seen are mapped in the mind.

Just as Li Weifeng was about to step forward to block the ball, Mboma kicked the ball out.

"Gremy..."

"Okay, Mboma in the middle..."

"Eto'o on the right comes up!"

Eto'o!

It's Eto'o again!

When Wu Chengying turned his head, Eto'o rushed past him like a vigorous leopard.

In less than a second, he received Mboma's diagonal pass.

After taking one step to the bottom line, cross with your right foot one step in front of the bottom line.

Seeing the ball flying toward the center, Huang Jianxiang's heart was in his throat.

"Ah this..."

Ou Chuliang, who was guarding the front point, couldn't catch the ball.

There is absolutely nothing you can do.

When the ball flew to the center, only General Fan stood in front of Mboma and Vivian Fu.

That’s right!

Eto'o's cross was actually met by two Cameroon players.

Mboma, who was standing slightly forward, jumped high and tried to head the ball into the empty goal.

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Vivian Fu, who was standing slightly behind, was a little surprised when he saw this.

Seeing the ball flying from above Mboma's head, he hurriedly raised his right leg to volley.

"Eto'o crosses!"

"Middle..."

"Follow up with a kick!"

"Ouch, it was kicked away!"

"Kicked, hehe..."

Said it was kicked away.

In fact, the ball was missed at all.

The ball rubbed off Vivian Fu's instep, immediately bounced high and flew out of the penalty area.

People who didn’t know better thought it was a clearance ball from the Chinese team’s defender!

In the broadcast room, the two commentators happily discussed the ball, while Zeng Zheng loudly ordered the players on the sidelines.

TNND.

Cameroon's attack was more fierce than he imagined!

Soon, Cameroon's attack came again.

This time, Eto'o attacked from the left.

Sun Jihai saw the opportunity and made a sliding tackle, shoveling the ball out of bounds in advance.

Zeng Zheng lifted his leather shoes as if to stop the flying ball under his feet.

When Eto'o saw this, he immediately gave Zeng Zheng an African smile.

"Some tilt!"

Unexpectedly, this big boy from Cameroon actually spoke a sentence in Chinese.

However, Zeng Zheng raised his foot and swung it to the side, allowing the ball to pass between his legs.

Then he stood aside and watched Eto'o running past him with amusement on his face.

Eto'o had no choice but to run under the advertising board, bend down and pick up the ball.

Then he ran to the sidelines holding the ball and threw the ball.

After Eto'o returned to the court, Chi Shangbin came over.

"Xiao Zeng, did I hear you correctly just now? Cameroon No. 9 said something in Chinese?"

Zeng Zheng snorted: "It won't work no matter what you say!"

"This cheetah, I have to tire him out today!"