World Cup of Great Powers

Faced with the question of the international bead curtain, at the press conference before the game, Blazevic solemnly stated that Zeng Zheng is a coach he respects very much.

"Mr. Ladd and I are very good friends. Through Ladd, Zeng and I have also become good friends."

"At the beginning of the year, I was fortunate enough to meet Zeng. At that time, I had not yet fully become the head coach of the Iranian team."

"But I know very well that a large part of the strength of the Chinese team is due to him."

"There is no doubt about his coaching level, which is recognized by our Asian teams."

"As for the Chinese team, we focused on studying all the game videos of the Chinese team's recent major competitions before the top ten games."

"Fortunately I have found a way to fight Zeng."

"Unfortunately, Zeng's team has undergone new changes."

"Now I just want to say that under the coaching of Zeng Zheng, the Chinese team has become a first-class team in Asia and a second-class team in the world."

"They have a variety of playing styles and their players have their own strengths."

"The most important thing is that these players have played under Zeng for two to three years, or even longer."

"In terms of familiarity with the players, I am obviously not as good as the Chinese team."

"I admire Zeng very much, and I also admire the Chinese team."

"But that doesn't mean I'm afraid of this game."

"On the contrary, I will use this game to prove that my coaching policy is correct."

Blazevic led Dinamo Zagreb to win the Yugoslav Football League championship and also led Yugoslavia to the quarterfinals of the European Championship.

In 1998, they even won third place in the World Cup.

Such a humble performance by such a famous coach shows how much he values ​​this game.

"Today's Iran team is a mature team, and many stars in the team have rich game experience."

"Just like Ali Daei, although he is 32 years old, his experience is enough to help him deal with any problems that occur on the field."

"The 24-year-old Madavecchia is now firmly established as the main player in the Hamburg team."

"In terms of European experience, our players are no worse than the Chinese team."

"To sum up, we may not be the winner in tomorrow's game."

At the end of the press conference, when reporters asked about Bagheri's severe cold, Blazevic chose to avoid answering.

He said that all players of the Iranian team are ready to go and tomorrow's game will not be affected in any way.

Finally, Blazevic expressed his hope to work with the Chinese team to enter the World Cup.

...

Faced with the high hat put on him by his opponent, Zeng Zheng looked at it indifferently.

"The Iranian team's technical, tactical style and physical quality are very close to those of European teams. When facing the Iranian team, we should treat it like a European team."

"Even if we are playing at home, we must face this point!"

"In fact, as long as we avoid making mistakes, perform at the same level as we usually do in training, work hard, and patiently look for loopholes in the opponent's formation, this game can be won."

"In my opinion, the mental aspect of this game is the most important."

Speaking of which, Zeng Zheng briefly talked about the last world preliminaries.

"In terms of strength, whether it was four years ago or four years later, we are no worse than the Iranian team."

"But how to master every minute of the game and how to maintain a calm mind in various situations is what we lacked four years ago."

"Here, I can tell everyone with my chest patted on my chest."

"These problems will never appear in my team, Zeng Zheng."

"In the past four years, I have built the team into a team that is as tough as steel, both physically and mentally."

"Please give us your full support."

"Wulihe will become the place where the Chinese team takes off!"

At the end of the sentence, Zeng Zheng stood up and raised his right fist.

All reporters present were also infected.

Although there was a ball of anger in their chests that wanted to roar, at this moment, everyone hurriedly took out their cameras, pointed at Zeng Zhengwei'an's figure and pressed the shutter frequently.

"Click, click..."

That night, Zeng Zheng's figure raised his fist and took the oath, which appeared in the evening newspapers of major media outlets across the country.

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On the evening of September 8th, Shenyang Wulihe Stadium.

More than 700 reporters from well-known domestic and foreign media and nearly 60,000 fans from all over the country crowded into the stadium.

Not only were the seats packed, but the stands and aisles were also filled with fans.

Just like what is said in cross talk.

Wulihe Stadium wishes it could sell more tickets.

In this game, Zeng Zheng once again deployed the familiar 442 formation.

The goalkeeper is Ou Chuliang; the defense is Sun Jihai, Fan Dajun, Li Weifeng and Wu Chengying; the midfielder is led by Li Tie, Zhang Ran, Zhang Xiaorui and Li Jinyu; the front line is composed of two Bundesliga forwards, Yang Chen and Xie Hui. A double-edged sword.

Obviously, Zeng Zheng has arranged the most stable lineup and formation.

This is the second home game for the Chinese team.

The atmosphere was extremely warm.

Especially before the game started, nearly 60,000 fans sang the national anthem in unison.

The sound was so powerful that it resounded throughout the world.

As the referee blew his whistle, the Iranian team took the lead to kick off.

At the beginning of the game, Iran, playing away from home, tried to attack the Chinese team in the half.

After taking the lead in kicking off, he only took two kicks before sending the ball into the penalty area.

Facing an old rival, General Fan blocked Alidai, and Li Weifeng behind him cleared the ball.

General Fan has never been afraid of the star who has scored the most goals for the national team.

You play your Bundesliga and I play my Premier League.

You are the offensive general of the Iranian team, and I am the defensive backbone of the Chinese team.

Four years ago, General Fan could not lose in a 1V1 confrontation; four years later, General Fan was not afraid of the Persian cavalry.

What's more, this is still on your own territory.

Seeing Li Weifeng accurately tip the ball to Sun Jihai, who was unguarded on the wing, General Fan's confidence doubled.

Four years ago, the teammates behind him were Xu Hong, Zhang Minghua and others.

It's not that these veterans aren't good enough.

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Not only was he scared, but he was always at odds with himself.

it's good now.

With Zeng Zheng on the sidelines, there was only one voice from the whole team.

Even if you make a mistake, someone will immediately point it out in your ear.

Seeing these stupid young men from three years ago grow into reliable comrades-in-arms, General Fan felt relieved for no reason.

The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and each wave is stronger than the last!

After playing in this World Cup, should I retire from the national team and play in the league honestly?

The Chinese team switched from defense to offense very quickly and did not have much time for General Fan to express his emotions.

Sun Jihai has the right to assist.

After getting the ball, he broke through the barrier on his own and quickly brought the ball to the opponent's half.

Faced with double-teaming by two people, he made a long pass and found Yang Chen in the penalty area.

The Iranian team's defense was also very timely, firmly stopping the ball and pushing the long pass out of the penalty area.

Facing Zhang Xiaorui's frontcourt press, the Iranian team made a mistake in returning the ball and kicked the ball out of their own bottom line.

Corner kick for the Chinese team!

Sun Jihai ran forward and took the corner kick.

Although neither Cheng Cheng nor Xie Hui could compete with each other.

But goalkeeper Fanae quickly grabbed the ball and fell to the ground after receiving it. It seemed that he wanted to stabilize the rhythm first.

The Iranian team's formation is also 442, which is similar to the Chinese team.

Two forwards, two midfielders.

As Zeng Zheng expected, the old guy Bagheri came on stage.

Zhang Ran's task is to step forward to mark and interfere with him the moment he gets the ball, and not give him the chance to easily get the ball or release the ball.

Faced with Madavecchia's breakthrough from the wing, Wu Chengying was fully prepared.

The Golden State of four years ago is still vivid in my mind.

Zeng Zheng would rather sacrifice the attack on the left wing than give Ma Da a chance to kick off the ball again.

As for Alidai and Aziz.

As soon as they break into the Chinese team's defense, Li Tie, Li Weifeng, General Fan and one other defender will immediately form a four-corner space to restrict them.

Zhang Xiaorui and Li Jinyu also have defensive tasks today. While helping to defend the midfield and backcourt, they must also pay attention to the forward penetration of Karimi and others.

In view of the characteristics of the Iranian team, Sun Jihai and Wu Chengying are slightly inside when defending to prevent the opponent from hitting you.

As for crosses from the wing, header protection by General Fan and others is also the top priority.

However, judging from the first two games of the Iranian team, it is difficult for the opponent's cross to create a threat to the opponent.

On the contrary, their wing cuts are the key to scoring goals.

Faced with the Iranian team's individual combat and strong assault capabilities, the Chinese team's dense positioning and quick replacement greatly compromised the Persian cavalry's attack.

After two consecutive confrontations, the Iranians took the initiative to slow down the pace.

They could see that Zeng Zheng came completely prepared.

But Blazevic is not in a hurry.

They say they want to win, but in fact, a draw in this game will count as the mission accomplished.

As long as the 0-0 score remains until the end, the "winner" will eventually be the Iranian team.

"You say the Iranian team is like a European team, but I think we are more like a European team."

"Yes, just look at the people on the bench, they all play for foreign clubs."

"It's true to say that there are too few players in this national team playing in Class A. At least players like Xiao Zhao, Shen Si, and Jin Tou Laomao can be selected for the national team."

"If this continues, who will still play A?"

"That's wrong!" Some fans retorted, "If you don't talk about anything else, let's just talk about these players on the field. Which of the A-A players can't play well? It's because A-A is not enough for them to develop, so they stay in foreign countries.

.If I go abroad all of a sudden, I don’t have to worry about whether I can stand on my own feet. Don’t be like Zhou Ning, who didn’t play for two years and then came back.”

In the stands, in addition to fans from all over the country, there was also a group of young guys dressed neatly and in unison, watching the game intently.

"Oh, let me go, Zhang Ladonna stopped the ball so handsomely. How can such a high ball stop so firmly?" A teenager opened his eyes wide.

"Hey, Hao Hao, can you handle this ball?"

On the court, Zhang Xiaorui faced Wu Chengying's big kick from the other side.

He simply raised his toes and dropped the ball in front of him in an instant, then pushed his instep outward to avoid the opponent's attack.

The whole set of moves was smooth and smooth. Not only did he not look at the opponent during the whole process, but his rhythm was not disturbed at all by the high-altitude ball.

Hao Jun blushed and shook his head.

"If I want to catch the ball, it would be good if it doesn't stop under the opponent's feet."

...

"Hey! The ball just rushed over like that?!"

"Old Mao, if it were you, could you catch the ball?"

After Zhang Xiaorui got rid of his opponent's defense, he kicked a long diagonal pass straight to the wing.

The ball was rolling in the camera, but the fans in front of the TV could not see any responders.

However, the fans watching the game could see it very clearly.

Sun Jihai on the wing came in at high speed like a rocket.

Looking from a distance, Karimi, who was chasing after him from the side, posed no threat to him at all.

Soon, Sun Jihai caught up with the ball with an advantage of two bodies ahead of Karimi, then took a step forward and made a pass.

Looking at Sun Jihai's wind-like speed, Mao Jianqing clenched his fists: "If I run in a straight line, I should be fine. But to adjust and pass it out so quickly, I don't have the foot strength yet."

"Damn it! Did you hit this ball?"

"Old Mao, you must not let this ball fly away!" Another boy exclaimed.

In the penalty area, Yang Chen used his body to block Hasheminasa and Abbas, forced him to jump, and headed the ball towards the goal.

Not only was the ball pulled in place, but the angle of the ball's landing and facing were also not good.

But in this situation, Yang Chen not only used his body to squeeze away his opponent, but also hit a header within the goal frame.

It's a pity that Fanae showed his bravery, fell to the ground and dived sideways, holding the ball in his arms.

Seeing that Yang Chen didn't even stagger after landing, Mao Biao shook his head like a rattle.

"Damn it, if I were to fight for this ball, I would probably be the one who gets pushed into the goal."

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Head coach Liu Chunming was also sitting on the sidelines at the moment, staring at the court intently.

Listening to the discussion of the players around him, Liu Chunming stared at the court and said: "Practice hard, and in a few years, you will be able to play!"

Liu Chunming's words resonated with the national youth team members.

Many people suppressed their blushes, imagining themselves putting on this red jersey and fighting on the field.

However, Mao Biao sighed in Tianjin dialect: "If Coach Zeng can also give me a few lessons, I will definitely be able to join the national football team!"

Hearing this, Liu Chunming, who had been watching the game, couldn't help but take a look at the team's living treasure.

At this moment, a long pass from Lee Tie-si's clearance crossed half the court.

The two forwards who were attacking briefly checked the trajectory of the ball. Yang Chen was the first to stop the attack and rush to the ball's landing point.

"Yang Chen!"

"The header was won."

"The Iranian team member fell to the ground."

"The referee didn't call!"

"Xie Hui!"

"Driving the ball forward..."

"Report back to Zhang Xiaorui."

"Cum yourself!"

After taking away the central defender, Xie Hui used his heel to knock the ball back to the top of the penalty area.

Zhang Xiaorui followed up with a powerful shot, but goalkeeper Fanae fell to the ground and saved him.

"Eh?"

"still have a chance!"

Seeing that the ball was saved, Fanae could not get up in a short time.

Xie Hui, who had stopped, accelerated again, rushed into the penalty area, and snatched the second point.

"Bang!!!"

There was a muffled sound.

As soon as Xie Hui shot the ball toward the goal, the Iranian player who fell to the ground blocked the ball with his legs.

Then the ball bounced high, and Xie Hui turned around and made a header.

This time, instead of heading the ball toward the goal, he headed the ball toward the center and distributed it to the teammate who jumped in.

Although Zhang Xiaorui has good skills, confrontation is not his strong point.

After jumping up, he collided with an Iranian player, but the ball directed towards him was not touched.

The ball bounced after it hit the ground. Zhang Xiaorui turned around and thought of a barb.

But when he was about to lift his feet, his pupils suddenly dilated, as if he had seen some horrific scene.

The next second, Zhang Xiaorui tilted his head, moved his hands to his chest and face, and dodged to the side.

boom!!!

BANG!!!

Two more muffled sounds came from the Iranian team's penalty area.

Yang Chen's follow-up volley hit Zhang Xiaorui's protruding pelvis and bounced high into the air.

Now a volley shot from close range prevented the Iranian players from reacting at all.

If Zhang Xiaorui hadn't blocked him.

Looking at the path of the ball, there is no doubt that the ball is close.

"oops!"

"Yang Chen's shot hit Zhang Xiaorui!"

The ball bounced high into the air, mixed with Huang Jianxiang's countless regrets.

"This shot was shot too quickly!"

"Zhang Xiaorui couldn't react at all."

After reacting, Fanae jumped up high and picked the ball off with both hands.

"Rumble..."

This time, a series of muffled sounds came from the sky above the Iranian team again.

This time it was not who kicked the ball, but who the ball hit.

But God sneezed.

Hearing the thunder, Zeng Zheng raised his head.

A raindrop just fell on the lens of the sunglasses.

"Sure enough, it's raining..."