World Cup of Great Powers

"Beep!"

With the referee's whistle.

Just watch Qatar defender Usov jump up from the ground, push his chest forward, knocking Li Xiaopeng back two or three steps.

Just now, he was protecting the ball with his back in the backcourt, but Li Xiaopeng was so eager to grab the ball that he knocked him down from behind.

Although the referee immediately awarded Qatar a backcourt free kick, Usov was obviously very dissatisfied with it.

Faced with this situation, Li Xiaopeng was stunned for a moment, and then he stretched out his arms to push the other person.

Fortunately, Zheng Zhi and others were alert.

One stepped forward to stand between Li Xiaopeng and Usoff, and the other grabbed Li Xiaopeng's arm and kept retreating.

This prevented a conflict between the two parties.

"Hey, referee, did you see that? He made the first move!"

"Referee, this is a red card, red card!"

The fans at the scene booed.

Team members from both sides also gathered around, and the smell of gunpowder filled the air.

Judging from the expressions and behavior of the Qatari players, it seems that the opponent wants to make things worse.

The referee did not see Usov's violation just now.

Or to him, that level of "violation" is nothing at all.

Is it just that the player who was knocked to the ground stood up and "accidentally" knocked down the opponent's player next to him?

Who do you blame for standing within the opponent's cylinder?

So the referee just showed a symbolic yellow card and called the captains of both sides to give him a verbal warning.

"Fuck, it's actually yellow!"

"Does this referee B don't know where this is?"

"What does Yazhulian do? Can a referee like this allow him to come to Wulihe to blow the whistle?"

We are at home, okay?

Will you, the referee, blow the home whistle?

"Xiao Zeng, is this referee too unprofessional?!"

"The other party just now obviously took the initiative to stir up trouble!"

"That's all, why don't you give me a red card?"

Zeng Zheng snorted at Chi Shangbin's complaint.

"Coach Chi, you also know that the opponent is the one taking the initiative to stir up trouble, right?"

"Then let the team members return to their respective positions quickly."

"Look at the time, there isn't much left!"

Chi Shangbin looked up.

79 minutes and 18 seconds.

There is not much time left for the Chinese team to win.

"...For the foul committed by the Qatari player just now, the referee did not show a red card."

"But our players must learn to stay calm at this time. The penalty has taken effect, so there is no need to hold on to it."

"It is worth noting that the other party's mood has become irritable, and we must not be affected by it."

"Don't forget, Qatar has lost the chance to qualify in the group, and we still have to strive for more points to be first in the group."

"The experienced senior players are constantly comforting their teammates and keeping them calm."

"We can see that the coaching staff on the sidelines are also shouting into the court. Coach Chi keeps pointing to his watch, apparently to tell the players to pay attention to the time."

In the camera, Chi Shangbin, Shen Xiangfu and Jin Zhiyang are shouting at the top of their lungs, one is jumping their feet, and the other is pointing at their wrists, which is extremely funny.

On the contrary, Zeng Zheng stood straight on the sidelines with his hands on his shoulders, seemingly indifferent to all this.

Brown sunglasses kept scanning the court, seemingly looking for available talents for the next "decisive battle".

...

Time is passing bit by bit.

When the Chinese team was unable to attack for a long time, they were harassed by their opponents one after another. The players became more and more impatient and their feet became more and more unsteady.

This is not the first time what happened to Usov.

And as the game comes to an end, Qatar players are experiencing more and more similar situations.

Zeng Zheng was not surprised at all by the situation on the field.

After all, Qatar came here to deliberately "disgust" the Chinese team this time.

They have no hope of qualifying, so of course they have to create some "trouble" for the Chinese team.

And this trouble is not limited to points and goals.

If he hadn't replaced the main force in advance, Zhang Xiaorui, Yang Chen and others might be in the center of the storm right now.

"The closer it is to the last minute, the more composure you have to keep!"

After shouting until his throat was filled with smoke, Chi Shangbin took a sip of water and for some reason the words came out of his mouth.

Jin Zhiyang, who was also hydrating on the side, almost squirted after hearing this.

"Xiao Zeng did a great job!"

"Look at this person, he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end."

"We old guys have done this troublesome thing!"

Qu Bo has always seen what happened on the court.

From the beginning of the second half to now, he has been following the method taught by Zeng Zheng, trying to cut in and shoot.

As the game progressed, he only felt that his left foot was starting to heat up and his foot was becoming more and more stable.

He had a premonition.

Just give him three more chances... No! Two!

As long as he has one or two more similar opportunities, he will definitely be able to shoot through the Qatar team's goal.

But unfortunately, as the game came to an end, Qatar began to "cheat".

Either they fell to the ground themselves, or they tried every means to anger the home team members.

In this case, don't cut the game into pieces.

Even our own players are getting very anxious. How can we play? How can we attack? How can we score goals?

Just as the fans in the stands began to cheer crazily for the last ten minutes, Qatar launched another wave of offensive.

The Chinese team's long pass in the 30-meter area should have been blocked outside the penalty area.

However, the astute Qatar players did not compete with the Chinese team defender for the first point. Instead, they focused on the second landing point of the ball and then suddenly made a move.

Zheng Zhigang used his body to protect the ball, and the Qatar forward's feet were hidden and stretched out.

His feet were empty and he was successfully intercepted by his opponent in the frontcourt.

grass!

Seeing this ball, not to mention the coach on the sidelines, even the fans in the stands were extremely nervous.

what's the situation?

If we don’t have 3 points, do we have to lose the 1 point we got?

Facing General Fan's defense, the Qatar forward quickly distributed the ball to teammate No. 9 on the other side.

At the same time, Ou Chuliang also abandoned the goal and pounced on the ball at the foot of No. 9.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The opponent's two ghosts knocking on the door happened too suddenly.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Before Ou Chuliang completely blocked the shooting route, Qatar No. 9 tiptoed the ball over Ou Chuliang's head.

Just when everyone was almost in despair, a red figure suddenly rushed into the screen from the right, rushed to the door with lightning speed, and then followed up with a sliding tackle to the ground.

At the critical moment, the figure stretched out his toes and hooked the ball on the side, and hooked the ball out on the goal line.

boom!

Then there was a crisp sound.

Ma Mingyu couldn't stop the car and half of his body hit the pillar.

The entire body is also folded together with the doorpost.

"Old horse!"

Ou Chuliang got up and hurried forward to check.

At this time, Ma Mingyu, who was curled up, held the upright with both hands, trying to keep it away from his lower abdomen.

Hearing Ou Chuliang's inquiry, Ma Mingyu bared his teeth, turned half of his face, and asked anxiously:

"Didn't you get in?"

"Didn't get in! Didn't get in!" Ou Chuliang replied immediately.

"It's fine if you don't get in, it's fine if you don't get in..."

When he spoke the second time, Ma Mingyu's voice became weaker.

The ball did not go out of bounds.

However, Wu Chengying, who was chasing after him, kicked the ball forward, which was considered a relief.

When he saw the ball completely leaving the penalty area, Ou Chuliang leaned down again to check on Ma Mingyu.

"Hi, it's okay, it's okay..."

Ma Mingyu's aura was still a little weak, "I'm getting older, so I'm no longer useful!"

Ou Chuliang was also happy when he heard this, and reached out to pick up Ma Mingyu from the ground.

“You’re still working so hard when you’re older!”

"It won't work if I don't fight. It's the last time..."

...

"Too dangerous!"

"Zheng Zhi made a mistake when handling the ball in the backcourt, and his opponent caught him and took advantage of it."

"Facing the Qatari's shot, Ma Mingyu chased all the way back to the goal at the last moment and cleared the ball on the goal line."

"It shouldn't be such a mistake at the last moment of the game!"

"Thanks to Ma Mingyu this time."

"The Chinese team almost capsized in the gutter again..."

After Huang Jianxiang sighed, his eyes followed the ball to the front court.

"Wu Chengying cleared the ball to the frontcourt with a big kick."

"Li Xiaopeng distributed the ball to the right."

"After Qu Bo got the ball, he pulled to the right again and passed a defender."

"Qatar's defenses are rapidly retreating..."

"We can see that although Su Maozhen is running, he has been watched by the two defenders."

"Shao Jiayi is also looking for support from the other side."

"Let's see how Qu Bo handles it this time."

"Speed ​​up... Qu Bo passed another defender."

"There is a gap on the left side of Qatar..."

"Qubo cuts inside!"

Then Huang Jianxiang exclaimed.

After accelerating to break through the opponent, Qu Bo did not continue to bottom, but pushed the outside of his left foot inward, and then moved laterally.

The Qatar team member, who had just been overtaken by half the body of Qu Bo, quickly slowed down when he saw this, thus avoiding a "rear-end" accident.

really!

With my speed, I can cut inside!

Feeling the sound of wind coming from behind, Qu Bo's heart lit up.

He has been waiting for this opportunity!

Su Maozhen and Shao Jiayi were defended by three opponents.

And after he dribbles the ball and cuts inside, no one else will come to cover him in a short period of time.

What are you waiting for?

Expand the shooting angle as much as possible!

In just one step, Qu Bo dribbled the ball to the upper right corner of the penalty area;

Another step, a big stride to pull away the opponent who came to defend;

In the third step, Qu Bo caught up with the ball again and pumped his left foot hard!

Whoosh!

The ball shot into the sky.

Like a flying monkey, it plunged into the corner of the side net of the Qatar goal.

"The ball went in!!!"

Watching the Qatari net swing continuously.

Huang Jianxiang immediately let go of his throat and roared.

"84th minute!"

"84th minute!"

"Young general Qu Bo!"

"The young player Qu Bo opened the scoring for the Chinese team!"

"This is a counterattack from the backcourt."

"After Qu Bo got the ball, he dribbled the ball along the right wing and broke through. Finally, he cut in front of the Qatar penalty area and scored with one kick!"

"This is a wonderful counterattack!"

"A world wave!"

"The Chinese team finally broke the deadlock at home."

"Listen, all the fans are cheering."

"The fans have been waiting for this goal for a long time!"

...

Seeing the ball really fly into the goal of the Qatar team, Qu Bo immediately stretched out his arms and ran towards the sidelines.

"Boss Zeng, Boss Zeng!"

"I scored! I scored!"

"I really scored!"

But just halfway through, Qu Bo was surrounded by his teammates who were chasing after him, and then he was pressed under him.

On the sidelines, it was not until he saw the world wave shot by Qu Bo entering the net that Zeng Zheng shook his arm hard.

It seemed like he wanted to get rid of all the "bad luck" in the audience.

TMD!

Finally scored a goal for me!

Zeng Zheng sighed.

Qatar is not enough evidence.

The main force came on stage and defeated the opponent in minutes.

But it is easy for the main players to be black-footed by Qatar at the last moment.

Just like what happened in the second half of this game.

In order to avoid injuries to the main players, Zeng Zhengben was under a lot of pressure to use this "second team" to play the last home game.

He has always believed that this "second team" can also defeat its opponents.

But I didn't expect the goal to come so late.

The nerves that have been tense for the whole game can finally relax now!

Behind Zeng Zheng, Jin and Chi were also cheering excitedly.

A goal scored at this time is tantamount to having three points in the bag.

In this top ten tournament, the Chinese team played at the highest level in history.

If this game is also won, then it will be 7 games without a defeat.

With such a high score, if the Iranian team had not been chasing closely, the Chinese team would have qualified today.

But no matter what, in this last home game, the players finally did not disappoint the coaching staff, nor did they disappoint the fans.

Looking at Zeng Zheng who had regained his footing in front of him, Chi Shangbin laughed, "This kid is pretending again!"

Before the kickoff resumed, Jin Zhiyang kept shouting from the sidelines.

"The more we get to this time, the more we need to calm down."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Don't be dazzled by goals."

"Everyone, hurry back to your seats."

"The game is not over yet, and we have not yet secured victory."

"We must pay attention to Qatar's counterattack, got it?"

"Also, pay attention to personal safety, remember, remember!!!"

...

After the game restarted, Qatar, which was one goal behind, launched a counterattack desperately just as the coaching staff expected.

Losing one is also a loss, losing two is also a loss.

If they can't even get 1 point in the away game, then why do they call it a restriction on the Chinese team?

This time, Zeng Zheng also directly waved his hand to signal the players to withdraw completely.

Even the three forwards formed an iron chain and retreated to their own half. Facing such an enhanced version of the defense in the midfield and backfield, they simply did not find any chance for the Qataris.

The game time passed minute by second, and although the Qataris seemed to have the upper hand, they never found an opportunity to effectively send the ball into the penalty area, let alone create a threat.

At this moment, the Chinese team's "lying on grass" tactic was staged.

First, Ma Mingyu rested for a while because he was "injured by the goalpost", and then General Fan fell to the ground due to cramps, which delayed him for a while.

They knew clearly that the two of them were acting, but the Qatar team members could do nothing.

Because a few minutes ago, they were also performing this drama.

Until the third minute of injury time, the Qatar goalkeeper gave up and took a corner kick.

However, facing the entire Chinese team's retreat, the Qatari goalkeeper finally made a run for nothing.

Facing the opponent's empty goal in the half, General Fan kicked the ball hard and tried to hit the goal directly in his own penalty area.

However, as soon as the ball flew past half-court, it began to show an obvious downward trend.

Upon seeing this, the referee directly blew the whistle to end the game.

In the end, relying on Qu Bo's inward cut to the world wave, the Chinese team won the last home victory in Wulihe without any danger.

After the game, the players collectively came to the sidelines to thank the fans.

Some Bamboo Shoes officials also came to the coaching bench to congratulate Zeng Zheng.

"Congratulations, Coach Zeng has led a great team!"

"Same joy." Faced with the compliment from the bamboo shoe official, Zeng Zheng managed a professional smile.

"Congratulations, Xiao Zeng, I think it will be stable this time, right?!"

However, facing Chi Shangbin's blessing, Zeng Zheng immediately put the fake smile behind him.

"Forget it, Coach Chi."

"It's not like you don't know!"

"Let's wait until the results of the Iranian team come out tomorrow to say this!"