World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 7 Don’t let him take a penalty kick

3 minutes

Zeng Zheng counted the time.

The time is still too short!

Saudi Arabia’s offensive is not over yet!

"Move deeper in the midfield, Zhang Xiaorui, Sui Dongliang, you two try to distribute the ball to the wings as much as possible!"

Zeng Zheng's "loud voice" was deafening, attracting Chen and Gu to look sideways.

"Look, Old Chen, Coach Xiao Zeng seems to be a completely different person when he comes to the court. He is always directing, and he is quite serious." Gu Mingchang praised.

"Huh, this is a team he created himself. If he doesn't take it seriously, who will take it seriously?"

Although Chen Sirong was unconvinced, seeing Zeng Zheng shouting for three consecutive minutes was definitely not something Qi Yousheng could do.

Saudi Arabia plays at home, and an early attack is almost inevitable.

To deal with the opponent's attack, you cannot blindly defend. Counterattacks and using the ball to delay time are all good options.

But when it comes to attacking Saudi Arabia, this national team really doesn’t have the capital to compete with them.

Fortunately, Sui Dongliang and Zhang Xiaorui have good ball control skills.

With these two people passing the ball to the wing and passing the ball back and forth several times, there is no need to worry about exhausting the opponent's fighting spirit and patience.

Sure enough, in the next seven minutes, Saudi Arabia only made one threatening attack.

After several small-scale passes in the frontcourt, it became clear that he could not penetrate into the Chinese team's penalty area.

In desperation, No. 8 Temari shot a low shot from the top of the arc.

Ou Chuliang quickly analyzed the path of the ball and pressed down with both hands.

In the end, the ball touched the turf and missed the right upright.

9 minutes

Zeng Zheng nodded.

This shot exposed Saudi Arabia's lack of patience. It's time to counterattack!

"Li Jinyu, you can run forward more!"

"Zhang Xiaorui, move faster! Give me some numbness under your feet!"

"Li Bing, open up the gap and kick him if you have a chance!!!"

In the blink of an eye, several frontcourt players received orders from Zeng Zheng.

Through several transmissions and adjustments by Sui Dongliang, the Chinese team's tight formation at the beginning gradually relaxed.

However, Saudi Arabia on the other side was completely unaware.

After strengthening the midfield press, Zhang Xiaorui, who received the order, was full of power in the right front court.

Among the four little swans of Jianlibao, he has the best footwork and is even hailed as "China's Maradona" by Western media.

In the past few years, playing football in Brazil, his style of play has gradually developed, which is quite Riquelme-like.

In this era when the classic attacking midfielder has not yet retired from the stage of history, Zhang Xiaorui's control of the ball and his silhouette are wonderful moments that fans can seriously appreciate.

But Zeng Zheng didn't care about this.

Now is not the time for you to control the ball and look for opportunities, and you are not allowed to play like this in away games!

What you have to do is to find my teammates who have run out of space as soon as I get the ball, and pass the ball to me.

This will allow the counterattack to be unexpected.

In the 12th minute, Zhang Xiaorui, who was holding the ball on the right, made a feint at his feet and suddenly accelerated towards the baseline.

At this time, nothing the coach says will work. Once the players start, they will naturally have their own ideas.

Sure enough, Zhang Xiaorui glanced at the road.

After attracting two defenders to cover up the defense, he immediately made a pass.

During this period, the Saudi defenders in the middle were annoyed by Li Jinyu, who kept moving erratically.

Just as he reached out to grab Li Jinyu, who was about to hit the ball, a muffled sound suddenly came from the front point.

boom!!!

Li Bing, who jumped high in the front, smashed through the door of Dayaya with a headbutt.

This goal was so sudden!

Because it was the Chinese team's first attack, many people at the scene didn't react yet.

The fans didn't react until the ball rolled out of the net and Li Bing ran to the sidelines waving his arms.

"Wow~~~~"

The King Fahd International Stadium was suddenly filled with roaring waves and a tsunami.

The Chinese fans cheered and the Saudi fans even booed in dissatisfaction.

Li Bing ran all the way to the coach's bench and hugged Zeng Zheng, who was spreading his arms on the sidelines.

"Coach Xiao Zeng, your voice is really loud!"

The first thing Li Bing said was to praise Zeng Zheng's loud voice.

It was Zeng Zheng's reminder just now that Li Bing deliberately found a position to run in the opposite direction to Li Jinyu, and then he succeeded.

"Yes, Coach Zeng has not been idle for the past ten minutes. He has been directing you from the sidelines."

With a happy face, Gu Mingchang opened a bottle of mineral water and said, "Coach Zeng, you must be thirsty. Come on, drink some water to moisten your throat!"

The team opened the scoring, and everyone from the team leader down to the players were bursting with laughter.

In the last game against Saudi Arabia, with the advantage of home court and rain, it took 70 minutes for Zhang Minghua to score a goal.

Now he scores on the first shot in the away game. Isn't this Zeng Zheng's command properly?

Not only the players, but also all the fans who saw this goal stretched out their bodies and cheered loudly.

"The ball is in!"

"The goal was scored by No. 17 Li Bing."

Listening to the "calm" voice of the commentator on the TV, Xiaorong suddenly jumped up from the sofa.

"Goal, goal, Chinese team scored!!!"

Xiaorong shouted excitedly.

He doesn't understand the twists and turns inside bamboo shoes, nor does he understand whether the age, tactics and starting arrangements of the new coach and the old coach are different.

All he knew was that in the match against Saudi Arabia, the Chinese team took the lead and scored a goal!

"Shhh, keep your voice down, everyone else is still sleeping!"

Little Rong's mother put her index finger to her mouth and whispered.

"Mom, did you see it? The Chinese team scored!"

"I see, I see, we are ahead!"

Ahead!

Li Bing's goal cheered up the Chinese fans who were watching the game all over the world.

Does being ahead mean winning?

"Sui Dongliang, run for me. If you can't run anymore, tell me as soon as possible. There are many people who can replace you!"

"Li Tie, be more alert and do it when it's time to do so. Don't just stand there stupidly!"

"Zhang Xiaorui, stop taking penalties? This is not the place to show off your skills!"

"Shrink the overall formation and increase the success rate of attack!"

Of course, Chen Gu and Chen Gu didn't know which team members heard Zeng Zheng's words and which ones they didn't.

They only saw that the players on the field really played well under the command of Zeng Zheng.

Although the ball often bounced back and forth in their own half, the team did not have the upper hand.

Especially during the several counterattacks launched by Zhang Xiaorui, all the shooting players were on target.

If Dayaya hadn't performed well, he might have been defeated by the Chinese team long ago.

In the 42nd minute of the game, Sui Dongliang, who had been following Zhang Xiaorui's shadow, suddenly broke out and broke into the Saudi penalty area from the left alone.

Dayaya made too big a move when attacking and instantly tackled Sui Dongliang in the penalty area.

"Beep!!!"

The whistle sounded and the referee pointed to the penalty spot.

Penalty kick!

Seeing the penalty kick, the cheers in the stands that had just subsided due to drinking water suddenly increased an octave.

Gu Mingchang on the sidelines was also so excited that his hands were shaking.

"Hey, be good, if this goal were scored, we would not be leading 2-0!"

What Gu Mingchang said is really nonsense.

Who doesn’t know how to calculate 1+1 equals 2?

But most fans, like Gu Mingchang, are still struggling with this 1+1 issue.

Seeing that the referee had awarded a penalty kick, Zeng Zheng, who had been shouting for a long time, finally caught his breath and unscrewed the mineral water bottle in his hand.

Before he could take the drink, he suddenly thought of something and ran along the sideline towards the Saudi restricted area.

Running and shouting at the same time.

"Sun Jihai, tell General Fan that Zhang Xiaorui should kick this ball!!!"

(End of chapter)