World Cup of Great Powers

The time was fixed at the 81st minute.

A goal at this critical moment was enough to sentence the Chinese team, which was full of injured players, to death.

"Fuck, fuck, I got a B!"

"Fuck you MLG bastard!!!"

The Chinese coaching staff was full of curses.

Curse the South Korean players, curse the South Korean substitute players, curse the South Korean officials, curse the South Korean fans, curse the referee, curse the linesman, curse the fourth official, curse the international curtain, curse the sky, curse the earth, curse the air, curse yourself.

.

"Nine minutes left."

"Plus extra time."

"Cheer up for me."

"The game isn't over yet!!!"

Under Zeng Zheng's harsh words, Ou Chuliang was the first to turn around and fish out the ball from the net.

Then General Fan ran forward and snatched it away.

Then he opened his lead-filled legs again and strode towards the midfield.

Behind him were a group of Chinese players.

The team members held their fists in hand and trotted all the way, arriving at their positions as quickly as possible and standing up.

After placing the ball gently on the kick-off point, General Fan straightened up and looked at the golden-headed Lao Mao'er and Zhang Yuheng in front of him, and patted the shoulders of the two opponents vigorously.

The three of them looked at each other.

it is more than words.

Afterwards, General Fan trotted all the way back to his position.

It only took more than ten seconds from the time Ahn Jung-hwan scored the goal until the Chinese team reorganized its formation.

On the South Korean side, in addition to Park Ji-sung who quietly returned to his position, even goalkeeper Lee Yun-jae ran to the sidelines and celebrated with the bench teammates of the coaching staff.

The Gwangju Stadium was filled with mourning.

The game is not over yet, but the joys and sorrows are clear.

From lagging behind to overtaking, South Korea on the home side does have the qualifications to celebrate in advance.

But looking at the ten Chinese players standing on the court, more and more South Korean fans shut their mouths.

The fear engraved in their bones made their blood freeze.

They found that no matter how loud the ridicule and slander was, it could not have an impact on the ten Chinese players on the field.

"grass!!!"

In the locker room, Li Tie had already burst into tears.

No matter how Zeng Zheng comforted him before.

At this moment, he only hated himself and his absurdity.

People always have to pay for the mistakes they made when they were young.

Even if he couldn't afford the price.

Seeing the score of 1-2, this iron-clad man finally broke through the defense in the empty locker room, fell to his knees and burst into tears.

...

The competition has entered a fierce final stage.

After the restart, the players from both sides, who had already clearly understood the goal, fought together again.

From time to time, team members collided with each other and both fell to the ground.

As long as the pain is not too severe, the Chinese team members will get up as quickly as possible, then stand aside and coldly watch the South Korean team members on the ground "showing off".

And once they get up, the national players will play fast breaks as quickly as possible.

No matter what the opponent said, what he cursed, what gestures he made, there was no way to stir up any ripples in the hearts of these highly focused international players.

Facing these ten robot-like Chinese national players, the South Korean players began to retreat.

They kept falling to the ground, stalling for time.

But at this moment, time seems to have been slowed down dozens of times.

When they had no choice but to get up from the ground, they found that they had not been delayed for many seconds.

The Chinese team's subsequent fast break and high-position press overwhelmed the "rested" South Korean players.

"Damn it, how much energy do they still have?"

"Are they desperate for their lives?"

"Isn't he lame? How can he still run?"

Not only the South Korean players, but also the South Korean fans were frightened.

Under the attack of the crazy Chinese players, the joy of Ahn Jung-hwan's goal disappeared.

South Korean fans clenched their hands into fists and put them on their chests, praying that time would pass faster.

Wait until they calm down.

Over the Gwangju Stadium, a familiar singing voice floated out from nowhere.

"The five-star red flag is fluttering in the wind, and the victory song is so loud!"

"Singing our dear motherland, we will become prosperous and strong from now on..."

The melodious and continuous singing crossed the mountains and floated through the valleys, wafting to every international player on the field.

Run, press, pass, fall, jump, get on top, shoot...

In the final minutes of the game, the ball kept flying back and forth in the South Korean half.

Almost all the players in South Korea were crowded in the penalty area, using their numerical advantage to constantly make clearances.

Bottom line, sideline, frontcourt.

As long as it's not your own goal.

They will use their greatest strength to kick the ball away from their faces.

93rd minute.

The third minute of 6 minutes of injury time.

Ou Chuliang picked up the opponent's clearance ball in the backcourt, and then handed it to Zheng Zhi, who ran back to receive the ball.

Facing Park Ji-sung who was at the front, Zheng Zhi, who had not yet turned around, actually pushed back towards Ou Chuliang.

After receiving the ball again, Ou Chuliang waved his hand for the first time, and then accelerated forward to dribble the ball.

At this moment, Zhang Yuheng, Su Maozhen, Li Weifeng, General Fan, and Yang Chen rushed forward immediately.

Ou Chuliang, who ran to the center line, took a big kick and lobbed the ball directly into the South Korean penalty area.

Because there was a large group of South Korean defenders behind him, no one was offside on this ball.

Facing Ou Chuliang's high-altitude ball from half court, a roar suddenly came from the penalty area of ​​South Korea, which was already at a disadvantage in high-altitude balls.

"mine!!!"

With a majestic stick call, Li Yun, whose right leg was injured, jumped up high before rushing forward.

One hand supported the back of Zhang Yuheng's neck, and the other hand stretched out his fist toward the sky.

boom!

The ball hit Li Yunzai's fist and bounced upward.

It continued to fly forward under the influence of inertia, skimming the beam and flying out of the bottom line.

In this rash attack, Li Yun did not hit the ball out of the penalty area, but almost knocked the ball into his own goal.

The South Korean fans in the stands felt their chests tighten, and their hearts almost jumped out of their throats.

Although the scene was extremely shocking.

But the South Korean players on the court still stepped forward to bump fists with Li Yunzai one by one.

"Well guarded!"

"Nice attack!"

"This ball depends on you!"

This is trust between teammates.

It’s also a matter of trust in the goalkeeper.

Zhang Yuheng, who was suppressed, also looked helpless.

Although I am tall, I have sufficient physical strength.

But facing a goalkeeper with absolute aerial dominance, no matter how skilled his heading skills are, it will be of no use.

Although this attack was not successful.

But the national players who performed their respective duties responded immediately.

Sun Jihai, who was closest to the ball, ran towards the corner kick area, while Wu Chengying on the other side also quietly stepped on the line of the penalty area, ready to steal the chicken at the back point at any time.

Zhang Yuheng, Li Weifeng, General Fan, Su Maozhen, and Yang Chen were tightly packed in the penalty area.

The five major air bullies are surrounded by eight South Korean defenders, which is enough to show their deterrence.

At the same time, Ou Chuliang also trotted all the way from the midfield and came inside to participate in the top fight.

Facing this Chinese player wearing gloves, South Korea really couldn't spare any troops to guard him.

But no matter what, the South Korean restricted area is already crowded with people.

Looking at the corner kick that might be his last chance, even Sun Jihai was cautious and kept fiddling with the direction of the valve core in the corner kick area.

On the sidelines of the court, Zeng Zheng had his hands on his waist, a look of solemnity on his face.

Both Jin and Chi also looked attentively with serious expressions.

All the substitutes have already come to the sidelines, staring intently at the opponent's penalty area.

In the stands, the fans temporarily stopped singing for ten minutes and held their breath.

In the locker room, Li Tie knelt on his knees, stretched his neck, and prayed silently in front of the screen.

At this moment, the eyes of the whole world were focused on several Chinese players in the penalty area.

Come in, you must push in!!!

Huang Jianxiang's hands were filled with sweat.

After introducing the players' positions in an orderly manner, he slowly murmured: "There is not much time left for the Chinese team..."

Then, he fell silent.

As Sun Jihai raised his right hand high.

The Chinese Sun, who ran in front of the ball, kicked his left foot and the ball shot up.

A whole game of reverse corner kicks.

This time, Sun Jihai's left foot hoisted the ball directly to the goal.

"mine!"

"mine!"

"this is mine!!!"

Everyone rushed to the door and shouted loudly.

Regardless of whether you can earn it or not, you can stand up for it.

As long as the ball is in bounds, it represents an opportunity.

In an instant, nearly ten players moved from the penalty area line toward the goal line.

Facing the overwhelming crowd, Li Yun, who had already taken his position and was ready to go, jumped high into the air.

With a roar that echoed throughout the world, he once again defeated the Chinese team's attack with a single punch.

Looking at the ball flying over his head, Ou Chuliang, who failed to fight for the ball, immediately turned his head and ran towards his own half.

However, after running two steps, he heard an angry shout coming from in front of him.

"Brother Ou, get out of the way!"

Whoosh!

Ou Chuliang subconsciously jumped to the side.

The next moment, the ball whizzed past his temples like a bullet.

Li Yunzai, who had just stood up and bent over, had no time to react, and the ball went into the upper left corner of the goal.

Wow!!!

The Gwangju Stadium burst into cheers again.

"Come in!!!"

"The ball went in!!!"

"Coming in!!!" Huang Jianxiang's roar made the microphone buzz with electricity.

Amidst the harsh "beep" sounds, all Chinese fans stood up and raised their arms.

"94th minute!!"

"Zheng Zhi!"

"A long shot from outside the penalty area from young player Zheng Zhi!"

"It penetrated directly through the door of South Korea."

"This shot was beyond the reach of South Korean goalkeeper Ri Yun-jae, who was like a miraculous helper."

"No reaction at all."

"Zheng Zhi!"

"Zheng Zhi pulled the Chinese team back from the edge of the cliff!"

When the Chinese team scored, all the fans stood up and cheered loudly.

The fans were in tears.

Uncontrollable tears overflowed from the eyes, and everyone hugged a ball and burst into tears.

It’s not easy, it’s really not easy!!

In the locker room, Li Tie had already buried his face in his brand new uniform, crying like a tearful man.

On the sidelines of the court, the two Nico linesmen looked at each other in the distance and both shrugged.

The moment Zheng Zhi took off his feet, they were already ready to raise the flag in their hands.

There are so many top players in the Chinese team, and one of them is always on the offside line.

But no one expected it.

The distance is so far and there are so many people in between.

Zheng Zhi was able to volley the ball directly into the net without stopping the ball.

This kind of top-notch world wave that may not be seen for twenty years, how do you want us to blow it?

If you want to blame it, it’s your bad luck!

"What kind of luck is this?"