World Cup of Great Powers

The Iranians never dreamed that the Chinese team could score the first goal at their home court.

This is a slap in their face!

But after this slap, it was time for the first half.

They could only watch helplessly as the Chinese team walked off the field arm-in-arm amid the cheers of the crowd.

1 to 0, this is a very close score!

But it was enough to make the expressions of both players completely opposite.

On the Chinese team's side, everyone's faces are filled with happiness and joy. It seems that in 45 minutes, they will get a direct ticket to Japan and South Korea.

Some of the Iranian team members were disenchanted, some were gritting their teeth, and some were looking ashen.

They are not unwilling to fail.

They are not willing to fail at their own doorstep.

They were even more unwilling to fail in front of such a team that "looked down" on them.

"Hey, give in, give in."

"Don't touch the watermelon juice that spilled on me."

"I'm going to drink more in the second half!"

It was crowded.

Zeng Zheng swaggered forward with his hands behind his back.

Han Tao carried a table with both hands, which was filled with large and small fruits and paper cups.

Zeng Zheng looked like a traveling young man in ancient times, swaggering through the city.

But he still spoke in Farsi and shouted very loudly.

Seeing Zeng Zheng being so arrogant, even the security guards at the stadium wanted to rush over and slap him twice.

...

"Overall, the first half was pretty good!"

In the locker room, Zeng Zheng put down the towel to wipe his sweat and looked at the eleven international players in front of him with a smile.

"Don't grab it, everyone has it."

All eleven people were holding a banana in their hands.

This is a reward, an encouragement, and even more recognition.

The most important thing is that this is sponsored by the local overseas Chinese themselves!

"Don't eat too much, be careful to hold on."

"Whoever is running low on energy should drink a bottle of glucose."

Zeng Zheng arranged it in an orderly manner.

With the praise and affirmation from the head coach, the players looked very relaxed.

Zhang Xiaorui even went to grab the banana from Li Jinyu's hand after finishing the meal. In the end, the two of them got into a scuffle, causing a lot of laughter.

Looking at the quarreling team members, Chi Shangbin, who had been silent for half the game, tremblingly came to Zeng Zheng's side with Jin Zhiyang's support.

"Xiao, Xiao Zeng."

"You, what are you doing?"

After saying that, Chi Shangbin reached out and snatched half of the pomegranate from Zeng Zheng's hand.

"In the second half, you must not do this again!"

Zeng Zheng blinked, "Hey, Coach Chi, do you want one too?"

Looking at the big, plump and shiny pomegranate in his hand, Chi Shangbin was stunned.

He quickly put it into Jin Zhiyang's hand.

"Xiao Zeng, I'm not talking about you."

"How come you have been a head coach for so long and become less and less upright?"

"You are already thirty years old and are about to get married."

"Still so unstable."

"With your appearance like this, how will domestic fans see you? How will Iranian fans see you? How will fans around the world see you?"

Zeng Zheng shrugged nonchalantly, picked up another grape and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Coach Chi, I don't care what they think?"

"As long as we can win, I dare say no one will dare to say no!"

"Come on, try this local Iranian fruit too, it's so sweet!"

"But you can't eat too much of these dates, it's too bad!"

Seeing Zeng Zheng's desolate look, Chi Shangbin sighed.

"Hey, Xiao Zeng, I can't speak to you."

"But we can't be proud, right?"

"The Iranian team must be discussing strategies for the second half now."

"I don't care how you mess around with me. You have to explain to the players how the team plays in the second half, right?"

"Lest we get tied in the second half and then overtake."

"By then, it will be too late to do anything you want to do!"

Seeing Chi Shangbin comforting himself with an almost pleading tone, Zeng Zheng finally became serious.

"Coach Chi, don't worry."

"For the World Cup, I have put all my treasure on this game!"

"Whether it's the weather in Tehran, the atmosphere at Azadi's home court, or the harassment from local fans, don't even think about it becoming a stumbling block for our Chinese team to enter the World Cup!"

"I, Zeng Zheng, just put my words here."

"Even if the King of Heaven comes, don't try to stop us from going straight to the World Cup!"

Seeing that Zeng Zheng was so determined, Chi Shangbin's expression improved slightly.

"Okay, Xiao Zeng."

“The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead.”

"Now it's your young people's world."

"It's up to you to direct the team in the second half, and I won't be involved."

"I just want to remind you, just eat and drink. Don't overdo it!"

"If you use other people's dialect to irritate the players on the field like before, I might give you a penalty for provoking the home team and send you off the field."

"By then, it will be too late for you to regret it!"

After saying that, Chi Shangbin turned around and walked slowly towards the rest area.

As soon as I took a step, my foot slipped and I almost fell over.

If he hadn't just reached the wall, the old man would have knocked out at least two of his teeth.

"Who threw the pomegranate seeds?!"

After seeing the culprit, Chi Shangbin looked at Zeng Zheng angrily.

"Hahahaha, Coach Chi, please be more careful and don't move your waist, hahahaha..."

Amidst Zeng Zheng's series of bursts of laughter, Jin Zhiyang swallowed all the pomegranates he was chewing.

The team members rested for more than ten minutes. When the game was about to start, Zeng Zheng clapped his hands vigorously.

"Boys!"

"There are 45 minutes left!"

“We have played seven games in a row in the top ten games!”

"Keep gritting your teeth and persist!"

"It will be over in 45 minutes."

"Whether you go directly to Japan and South Korea or play in the play-offs depends on your performance in these 45 minutes!"

"Put your chests together and think about it carefully."

"Think about the thousands of fans in the stands, think about the tens of millions of fans in front of the TV, and then think about the billions of compatriots waiting to qualify..."

After speaking, Zeng Zheng pointed to the team emblem on his chest.

"My requirements are not high."

"In 45 minutes, I want you to step on the corpses of Iranians and break into the World Cup!!!"

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As the visiting team's locker room was leaving, there was a deafening roar.

...

"Okay, the second half of the game is about to start."

"We can see that players from both sides are returning to the court one after another."

"The Chinese team has not made any substitution adjustments."

"It seems that Coach Zeng is very satisfied with the team's performance in the first half."

"It is worth mentioning that so far, Coach Zeng is the only Chinese coach who has not lost in the World Cup preliminaries."

"Whether it was the last World Cup qualifiers or this World Cup qualifiers, Coach Zeng has never lost a single match."

"In this game, the Chinese team once again took a 1-0 lead in the away game."

"If this score can be maintained until the end, Coach Zeng will remain undefeated in two consecutive World Cup preliminaries!"

"No Asian coach has ever done this before."

"This will be an amazing achievement and will definitely go down in history!"

Speaking of this, Huang Jianxiang couldn't help but use the honorific title Zeng Zheng.

Qualify for the world preliminaries undefeated!

This is something that fans have never dreamed of for many years!

"The Iranian team has made a simple substitution adjustment."

"I don't know if it's because Bagheri is old or because the head coach is a little dissatisfied with his temper."

"Blazevic replaced veteran Bagheri with Estilli."

"Bagheri still poses a great threat to the Chinese team in the midfield. In the eyes of many fans, the Iranian team's approach is undoubtedly cutting off an arm."

"But I don't know if Estilli will have any impact on the Chinese team's defense after he comes on the field."

...

As the referee blew his whistle, the second half of the game officially began.

Zeng Zheng was still lying coolly on the sidelines, patting his belly and burping.

Although it is fruit.

But even if you eat for 45 minutes, no big eater can stand it.

Even so, the table next to Zeng Zheng was still filled with a dazzling array of snacks.

This is enough to make those cautious Persians gnash their teeth.

Under the umbrella, Zeng Zheng looked at the Iranian team rushing to attack and smiled slightly.

"That old fellow Blazevic still can't keep his composure."

Replacing Bagheri at halftime was equivalent to telling everyone what must have happened in the Iranian team's locker room during these 15 minutes.

Otherwise, given Bagheri's prestige in the Iranian team, as long as he plays, he will not be replaced after playing only 45 minutes.

If not, Blazevic was forced to take him off the field in order to maintain his authority.

Zeng Zheng just took a sneak peek at the Iranian team's bench.

Although nothing could be seen from Bagheri's expression, Zeng Zheng could guess that Blazevic must have been dissatisfied with his tactics in the first half.

The Iranian team plays tough and has a European style.

The players are physically strong, tough in style and tenacious in will.

In terms of personal abilities, players like Bagheri, Madavecchia, Ali Daei, and Aziz are all ruthless players who can gain a foothold in the European leagues.

After entering the 1990s, apart from their own conflicts that reduced the team's combat effectiveness, they became the dominant Asian players.

The new player Estilli is also a veteran. He was born in 1967 and plays in the Australian Super League.

After playing, Estilli was very active.

Just like in the first half, Iran still started the game with an aggressive attack.

Under the continuous pressing, some troubles were quickly caused in the hinterland of the Chinese team's penalty area.

However, the Iranian international players once again lost their balance due to Zeng Zheng's "casual suit". They continued their anxious mentality at the end of the first half and never found a suitable breakthrough point to threaten the Chinese team's goal.

boom!!!

The first shot of the second half ended with Karimi's long shot.

Then Karimi's long shot hit General Fan's waist, and was cleared by Li Weifeng who reacted.

After that, Iran launched several waves of attacks, but the Chinese team completely stood firm on its defense line and did not create any opportunities for its opponents.

As the saying goes.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

After ten minutes of unsuccessful attack, the mentality of the Iranian players was hit hard again.

Especially the lagging score on the field and the roar of the fans made the home team players uneasy.

The home atmosphere is a double-edged sword.

Now, this double-edged sword has cut into the main artery of the home team little by little.

When the Iranian team began to seek positional battles, the Chinese team continued to play "prevention and control" with the opponent unhurriedly.

Why not anti-reverse?

Because after the Chinese team successfully defended, the first thing they thought about was not to attack, but to continue to control the ball and delay time.

Speak the truth.

The Iranian team is actually not afraid of the Chinese team's attack.

The players on their defensive line are also very confident in preventing the Chinese team's offense.

The main thing is to wait until the ball possession changes and then fight back quickly.

But Zeng Zheng's "smooth foreign workers" tactics really hit the Iranian team's weakness.

The more you are afraid of something, the more I will be afraid of it.

The more anxious you are, the less anxious I am.

But Blazevich didn't dare to let the team go and give it a try.

Zhang Xiaorui’s counterattack at the end of the first half is still fresh in my mind.

Everyone knows.

In this game, the Chinese team will just stay still. If they move, they will score!

Just like this time.

In the 59th minute, the Iranian right back brought the ball to the midfield, but made a mistake when passing it to Madavikiya. Zhang Ran and Li Xiaopeng pressed the ball at the same time and successfully intercepted the ball.

Then, Li Xiaopeng made a diagonal pass and found Zhang Xiaorui.

Zhang Xiaorui dribbles the ball forward along the right side.

His sudden advance also represented the beginning of the Chinese team's counterattack.

The Iranian defenders pursued him all the way.

Although Zhang Xiaorui did not increase his speed, his skillful foot skills were enough to send his opponents spinning around.

At this time, Yang Chen saw the opportunity and started running towards the penalty area.

But the inside of Zhang Xiaorui has been completely blocked by the Iranian players, and there is no chance to pass it in.

Just when Zhang Xiaorui was looking for his teammates, a dull reminder came to his ears again.

"Directly behind, Li Jinyu."

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaorui did not hesitate to knock the ball back to the right corner of the penalty area with his heel.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At the same time, Iran's defensive players have retreated to the depths of the penalty area, and other defensive players did not have time to keep up with Li Jinyu.

In this way, Dayu easily got the ball in front of the opponent's penalty area line.

"Zhang Xiaorui knocked his heel cleverly..."

"Li Jinyu..."

Seeing Li Jinyu raise his feet, all the Iranian players around him were shocked and rushed forward desperately.

"Kick up!!"

"Huh? Didn't cum!"

"In a flash..."

"Pass it again..."

"The ball went in!!!!!!"

"Sixty minutes, sixty minutes!!!"

"This is a push from Xie Hui!"

"The ball was accurately pushed into the lower right corner of the Iranian team's goal."

"2 to 0!"

"The Chinese team expanded the score to 2-0!"

“The counterattack was really well coordinated this time!”

"Especially Zhang Xiaorui's amazing heel kick."

"Just now he was dribbling the ball forward, and everyone thought he was going to break into the penalty area."

"Just this moment, all the defenders didn't expect it."

"And Li Jinyu also lived up to the expectations of his teammates."

"After he deceived all the defenders with a fake shot, he immediately passed the ball to Xie Hui who ran out of the gap."

"Facing the goalkeeper, Xie Hui only needed a slight push to score the ball."

"The whole process of scoring a goal is very exciting and pleasing to the eye!"

"At the critical moment, two Bundesliga forwards withstood the pressure, and one scored a goal for the Chinese team."

"The score of 2-0 is a double insurance."

"As long as we maintain this score until the end, we will get a direct ticket to the World Cup!"

If Yang Chen’s goal puts the fans’ hearts back into their stomachs;

Then Xie Hui's goal made the fans' hearts start to pound in their stomachs.

"Two, that's two!"

"It's done, it's really done this time!"

"2-0, isn't this stable?!?"

After Xie Hui scored, the Chinese fans scattered in the stands stood up and shouted his name crazily.

Xie Hui, like Yang Chen, excitedly rushed to the sidelines and rewarded Mr. Zeng.

Zeng Zheng was also very generous and broke off the largest banana and threw it over.

After Xie Hui received it, he ate it in a few mouthfuls.

Then he rushed to the bottom of the stands holding the banana peel and waving it constantly.

It seems that at this moment, this banana peel is his greatest honor!