World Cup of Great Powers

2 goals in 3 minutes.

The fans had not recovered from the joy of just equalizing the score and fell into carnival again.

Is this a roller coaster?

The many ups and downs and excitement in a short period of time made some fans with slightly weaker mental endurance unable to help but cover their chests and take deep breaths.

Didn't we just equalize?

Why did it suddenly take over again?

What on earth just happened?

Not only the Chinese players were beaming with joy, but the South African players were also confused.

What the hell?

Weren't we still in the lead just now?

Why did you fall behind in the blink of an eye?

Could this be the legendary three black minutes?

Is this thing contagious?

From the equalizer to the overtake, countless fans in the stands shouted for lack of oxygen and almost fainted from happiness.

In front of the TV sets and radios in thousands of households, the male head of the family picked up everything around him and yelled like a child.

Even though it was already late at night in China, many fans still stuck their heads out of the window and kept tapping the bottom of the basin with pots and spoons.

Hearing the clattering sound, many people thought it was the Chinese New Year.

On the sidelines of the court, Troussier's face was extremely ugly.

He turned his head and looked frequently at the other side of the court.

"What did that young man say to the players at half-time?"

"Why is it that it's obviously the same group of people, but it has a completely different effect?"

"Is this the legendary Eastern witchcraft?"

"Oh My God..."

"It seems that I really want to go to the East for a trip!"

...

Zeng Zheng's counterattack defense is tailor-made for a single-core team like South Africa.

Don't look at the fact that Troussier still has many capable men under his command.

But no matter how he changed players, he was still unable to break through the shackles set by the Chinese team.

Zeng Zheng's tactics are very simple, which is to increase the success rate of counterattack.

If you can't control the ball, you won't control it, and you may even deliberately let most of the ball go to the opponent's feet.

In this case, the players spend most of their time at the front of their own penalty area, and their physical exertion is gradually smoothed out.

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Coupled with Zeng Zheng's continuous substitutions, Bartlett was always surrounded by a player with sufficient physical strength and no cards to kill him at critical moments.

In fact, it's not just Bartlett.

Any player trying to organize an offense who comes to this area will receive such treatment.

After trying several times and finding that he could not break through this line of defense, Troussier had to order his players to play more three-dimensionally and try unfamiliar wing and aerial attacks.

Time passes little by little.

The South African players are becoming more and more anxious, and their movements with their feet are becoming more and more obvious.

After the Chinese team was knocked down several times in a row, Yao Xia, who had just been replaced, was tripped to the ground by his opponent during another scramble.

Seeing this, Zeng Zheng's eyes lit up and he immediately shouted loudly through the voice transmission.

"Yao Xia, don't move, don't get up!"

Later, Zeng Zheng directed other players to come forward and put pressure on the referee.

Yao Xia, who was lying on the ground, understood.

He covered his calf with a look of pain on his face.

"Yao Xia was injured by the shovel!" Huang Jianxiang looked worried.

"All the team members gathered around."

"Radebe has already received a yellow card for the foul."

"If I take another card..."

"Oh?!" Huang Jianxiang raised his voice.

"The referee from Chile once again took out the yellow card."

"No. 7 Radebe of the South African team, two yellows turned into one red, and was sent off the court by the referee."

"In this way, the Chinese team will fight 11 against 10, and there will be one more player than the opponent!"

As soon as Huang Jianxiang finished speaking, Yao Xia stood up shakily with the help of his teammates.

If Ma Mingyu and others hadn't told him to take it easy, this guy might have jumped up like a monkey.

...

"Good guy, who would have thought! Not only are we ahead, but there is an extra person on the field!" Chi Shangbin folded his arms and marveled at the sidelines.

The same goes for other teaching assistants.

The first half was sad, and the second half was full of smiles.

Before the game was over, an assistant coach came to Zeng Zheng to ask for credit.

"Coach Xiao Zeng, we had a great turnaround today!"

"Yeah, Coach Xiao Zeng has to take action! What do foreigners know? They don't understand our players at all."

"After this World Cup, coach Xiao Zeng will become completely famous~~~"

"By the way, Coach Xiao Zeng doesn't have a partner yet, right? I wonder what Coach Xiao Zeng likes?"

When the game reaches this point, the Chinese team has sentenced South Africa to death.

Seeing that Troussier used the last substitution to bring in a forward, Jin and Chi also persuaded the other assistant coaches.

"Xiao Zeng, let Zhang Yuheng (replacing Li Bing) come back, why are you always hanging around in front?"

"We just need to do a good job of defense."

"In 10 minutes, we will win!"

Jin and Chi were right.

If this score is maintained until the end, the slogan of "score a goal, score a point, win a game" will be fully realized.

All the personnel who came to France this time will have an explanation after returning.

With a "great future" ahead of them, Jin and Chi must of course hold onto it tightly.

Zeng Zheng looked up.

Although South Africa, with one player less, attacked aggressively, most of their attacks ended with shots from outside the penalty area.

Asking Zhang Yuheng to withdraw and fully participate in the defense can indeed stabilize the defense line.

Just when Zeng Zheng was about to open his mouth to give instructions, a scene flashed in his mind, causing Zeng Zheng's hand that had just been raised to fall down again.

On the other side of the game in Lyon at the same time, the Danish defender made too many defensive moves and accidentally kicked the ball into his own goal.

Looking at the beating score, Zeng Zheng's brain quickly started calculating again.

Half a minute later, Zeng Zheng's eyes lit up and he shouted loudly to Zhang Yuhuang who retreated to the top of the center circle:

"Zhang Yuheng, don't retreat! Move forward, and then move forward!"

In the surprised eyes of Jin and Chi, Zeng Zheng returned to what he was like when he was two goals behind in the first half, personally directing every ball.

Soon, at the urging of Zeng Zheng, the Chinese team, which was originally on the defensive, took action again.

In the 83rd minute, Zhang Yuheng received the ball and pulled to the left. After passing a South African defender, he fell to the ground and passed the ball, but the opponent's center back intercepted the ball.

However, the referee's whistle sounded first and the Chinese team got a set kick in the frontcourt.

Ma Mingyu took the free kick, and Wei Qun, who rushed into the opponent's penalty area, jumped up high and the ball went higher than the goal frame.

In the 86th minute, Sun Jihai cut into the middle and then passed diagonally to the penalty area from the right. Yang Chen took off between the two defenders and made a header. The ball was lifted over the crossbar by Hans Funk.

Immediately after the Chinese team took a corner kick, Zhang Yuheng in the penalty area faced the double-team defense of the two men and desperately stretched out his foot to shoot.

The ball hit the goalpost and bounced off the baseline.

In the 89th minute, the international team's continuous attacks finally paid off with one more player.

Shen Si sent an extremely accurate long pass in the midfield, accurately finding Zhang Yuheng who ran to the right.

Zhang Yuheng hooked the ball with his foot on the edge of the opponent's penalty area. After landing, he caught up with the ball and passed it back with an inverted triangle.

The two South African defenders failed to brake quickly and the ball rolled past their heels.

Ma Mingyu in the middle followed up with a volley while holding Bartlett on his back. The ball stuck to the ground and went into the near corner of the goal with a "whoosh" sound.

“The ball goes in, goes in, goes in, goes in again!

"

Huang Jianxiang had already let himself go now.

He stretched out his tone into the microphone and shouted loudly.

Faced with Huang Jianxiang's "unruly" live broadcast, Sun Zhengping frowned.

"Fuck, if I had known that Xiao Huang couldn't control his emotions, I might as well have gone by myself!"

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