World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 138 Slap the Nightmare Away
"Ou Chuliang, born in 1968, 30 years old this year, debuted in Guangdong Sports School, and transferred from Guangdong Hongyuan to Shanghai Shenhua at the beginning of this year." Huang Jianxiang introduced Ou Chuliang's resume forcefully.

"In the last Asian Games, Ou Chuliang was the main goalkeeper of the Chinese team."

"The Chinese team broke into the Asian Games final all the way, made history, and finally won the silver medal."

"In today's Asian Games semi-finals, Coach Zeng once again chose to use veteran Ou Chuliang."

"In the 95 and 96 seasons, Ou Chuliang won the honor of "A Best Goalkeeper" twice successively, and he also won the title of "Goal God" for this reason."

"In June this year, Ou Chuliang also represented the Chinese team in the World Cup in France, and participated in the third round of the group stage and the quarter-finals as the main goalkeeper. He is the old partner of Coach Zeng."

"Not only that, in the second round final of the FA Cup that just passed in October, Ou Chuliang miraculously saved the Liaoning team's foreign aid Haji's penalty and helped Shanghai Shenhua win the FA Cup championship!"

"This is also Ou Chuliang's first championship trophy in his career."

"Whether it's age or status, now is Ou Chuliang's peak moment."

"Now, Ou Chuliang is standing in front of the goal line again."

"Facing Iran's Bagheri and Madavikia, can he overcome his demons?"

Huang Jianxiang didn't say what Ou Chuliang's inner demon was.

But the fans who pay attention to the Asian Games are all very clear.

At first, Ou Chuliang never thought about the Asian Games.

If Zeng Zheng hadn't called him at home, he might be watching the game with his wife and children in his arms right now!

If Zhu Xie called him, Ou Chuliang might have hesitated, or even refused.

But Zeng Zheng was different.

The man who fulfilled his World Cup dream made Ou Chuliang promise to be "on call" and "will not hesitate to go up the mountain of swords or down into the sea of ​​fire".

After receiving Zeng Zheng's call, Ou Chuliang packed his luggage that night and took the next day's train to return to the team.

After seeing the roster for this Asian Games, Ou Chuliang also has some understanding of this Asian Games.

Zeng Zheng asked himself to come, and it was entirely for the people above to see, and to use the Asian Games to train soldiers.

They come, the security.

Ou Chuliang is also happy to have a leisurely time, so he thinks he is traveling to Thailand.

Under the leadership of Zeng Zheng, this Chinese team has become more and more courageous.

Although there were some small flaws in the second half and the defense, the flaws were not concealed.

After winning big all the way, they finally lost to the "old enemy" Iran team in the last round of the second round of the group stage.

Seeing the team lose to Iran, Ou Chuliang felt unspeakably sad.

He has imagined countless times what the result would be like if he had been the goalkeeper in that game.

But Zeng Zheng finally gave up the game for the sake of strategy, and Ou Chuliang didn't say anything.

Even the promise he made to himself after the match, Ou Chuliang thought it was a joke.

No one expected that.

The host team, the Thai team, made it through and miraculously reached the semi-finals.

In order to enter the final, the organizer even arranged for China and Iran to meet in the semi-final in advance.

After hearing the news, Ou Chuliang was so excited that he was at a loss.

And when Zeng Zheng told him that he was really going to start the game, Ou Chuliang almost couldn't control his inner excitement.

When Zeng Zheng left the room, he threw all the pillows, quilt covers and bath towels in the room on the floor.

A year has passed since the top ten competition.

Ou Chuliang can't save Hongyuan alone, he can only choose to transfer in the end.

After winning the first championship trophy in his life, the joy brought by the championship once made Ou Chuliang forget those unhappy things.

But now, the sweat wiped off by the Iranian in front of him has awakened Ou Chuliang's sleeping memories again and again.

".This is a record of Flying Immortals!"

".The world wave that all goalkeepers can't stop!!!"

The commentator's voice kept echoing in Ou Chuliang's mind.

It was like a gangrene, tormenting his every memory.

It is undeniable that for Ou Chuliang, who is only 1.8 meters tall, that ball can be called a world wave!

The goal, which is 7.32 meters long and 2.44 meters high, is too big at this moment.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch the edge of the door frame.

Painful memories are like a needle, constantly pricking Ou Chuliang's brain.

Looking at the Iranian players who kept huddling with the players in front of him, painful memories began to invade Ou Chuliang's brain.

Crossing the two players in the penalty area, Madavikia stood in front of the ball.

"This time, can I really hold on?"

The flexible legs in the FA Cup final began to feel heavy for some reason.

Ou Chuliang subconsciously chewed his upper and lower teeth.

The chewing gum Zeng Zheng gave him has long since disappeared.

This time it was a free kick in an excellent position!
The Iranians have plenty of time to prepare.

In other words, it was more dangerous than the one in Golden State!
What will happen if the opponent kicks that unstoppable world wave again?
With this young Chinese team, which has already lost its legs, can it really beat the mighty Iran in overtime?
Ou Chuliang's heart sank to the bottom.

He wanted to speak, and reminded him of the position of the human wall.

But at the end of the opening, there was no sound.

At this moment, a familiar loud voice rang in the ears of all Chinese players.

"Fuck! Li Tie, are you fucking blind?"

"Didn't you see such a big space?"

"Hurry up and make it up for me!"

Li Tie, who was scolded so badly, turned his head quickly.

Only then did he realize that there was an extra [-] centimeters between himself and Zheng Zhi's upper body.

Seeing that the gap in the human wall was filled, Ou Chuliang let out a sigh of relief.

Before he could finish his breath, Zeng Zheng's voice rang in his ears again.

"Zhang Yu is back!"

"What the hell are you still fighting back at this time?"

"Hurry up and stand on the wall!"

After receiving Zeng Zheng's instructions, Zhang Yuxi hurried to the front of the wall.

But because Zeng Zheng didn't instruct him to stand on the left or on the right.

After hesitating for a while in the middle of the human wall, he pushed aside the shoulders of Zheng Zhi and Li Tie and got in.

The two Liaozu defenders turned their heads together and looked at Zhang Yuhan with surprise.

"What are you looking at? Why are there flowers on my face?"

Zhang Yuhou used anger to cover up his embarrassment.

"Heizi, I mean this position, it is very likely to be bored"

Zheng Zhi said in a low voice.

Don't look at Zhang Yuxie's good image, there are quite a few girl fans who give him a glance.

But within Liaozu, his nickname is also "Heizi".

"What's wrong with being bored? I'm still afraid of being bored?" Zhang Yu grimaced.

Seeing what he said, Li Tie and Zheng Zhi shrugged, and then squeezed together.

In an instant, Zhang Yuxi became unable to move.

Even if the ball kicks him in the face, he can't avoid it.

Seeing the extra human wall in front of him, Ou Chuliang gradually felt at ease.

This is not the Golden State.

The ones standing in front of them were not General Fan and Zhang Yanhua either.

It wasn't even Qi Dansheng who was shouting anxiously from the sidelines.

This is a brand new Chinese team!
This is a Chinese team bursting with vitality under the guidance of Zeng Zheng!
It is such a Chinese team that has won consecutive victories in the Asian Games and entered the semi-finals of the Asian Games.

Facing Iran, the strongest opponent in this competition, they still led by one goal after 90 minutes of fierce fighting.

Such teammates, such coaches.

Ou Chuliang felt inexplicably at ease.

"Coach Zeng, but a miraculous coach!" Ou Chuliang's mood was tentative.

Zeng Zheng's arrangements were not over.

Under Zeng Zheng's yelling, another striker, Sun Zhi, also completely gave up the counterattack.

He came behind the human wall and lay on the ground next to everyone's heels.

"Did you kick your brain stupid by playing football?"

Just as Sun Zhi lay down, Zeng Zheng's scolding sounded in his ears.

"Turn your face away!"

"If this fuck kicks on your DER, how will I explain to your parents?"

Hearing Zeng Zheng's scolding, Sun Zhi quickly turned around and turned his face towards Ou Chuliang.

Before he could greet Ou Chuliang awkwardly with a smile, Zeng Zheng's subwoofer sounded again.

"Cover the back of your head to me!"

"It's not okay to cut off children and grandchildren, and it's even more impossible to directly become a vegetable!"

Hearing Zeng Zheng's scolding, Sun Zhi said embarrassingly with his hands on the back of his head.

In this way, Iran's free kick kicked him no longer afraid.

"Coach Zeng is so thoughtful! He's more like a goalkeeper than me!"

Seeing this battle, Ou Chuliang shook his head and sighed softly.

I saw that the Chinese team was perfectly placed in front of the goal.

The Iranian players who discussed how to play before the ball could not help but frown.

What are the Chinese team members doing?
How could a Great Wall made of human flesh be built in just ten seconds?
Not to mention air defense, but also anti-digging tunnels?

Playing ground ball, the two Iranian players did not expect it.

But now, it was too late for them to think about it.

"Yao Li, hold me in the middle, Sun Zhi is not long enough, don't turn your head away, show me the front."

"Except for Yao Li, everyone else jumped up for me immediately!"

"My head is cracked, I will pay you to treat it!"

"Brother Ou, pay special attention to the near post, the two guys on the opposite side may have a dead corner."

"In the end, the opponent may not necessarily shoot directly!"

"You all give me a look."

"If anyone wants to catch the ball in the penalty area, I will fire you when I go back!!!"

Zeng Zheng's angry curses were extremely vulgar, but in Ou Chuliang's ears, they felt like a spring breeze, and he didn't feel disgusted at all.

Maybe this is the "regional talent" of the Northeast people!

Ou Chuliang clashed fists and palms.

At this moment, he found that his lead-filled legs seemed to have regained their vitality.

come on!

motor!

Let our grievances be understood at this moment!

Whoosh! ! !
Madavikia, who ran to the ball in the blink of an eye, made an arc.

As Zeng Zheng expected.

He didn't try to kick the ball over a high jumping wall.

Instead, he kicked the ball towards Yao Li, the only one among Ren Qiang who was wary of the ground ball.

Yao Li didn't jump, the ball flew past his scalp and flew straight to the dead corner near the goal post.

"I saw!"

Ou Chuliang's eyes lit up.

This time, he saw the motor's path clearly.

The meteor-like shot turned into a phantom in the air.

Cameras in this era can't capture the trajectory of the ball at all.

The camera can't do it, but Ou Chuliang can!

He took a step sideways and jumped up vigorously.

In the blink of an eye, the ball without any rotation appeared just above his head.

"enough, enough"

"It must be enough!!!"

Ou Chuliang shouted in his heart.

At this moment, Ou Chuliang once again resented his altitude.

If it is one centimeter higher, one centimeter, then countless saves can change the result.

Seeing the ball flying towards the far end of his fingertips, Ou Chuliang's heart was extremely discouraged.

At this moment, there was a burst of cheering and cheering from the stands.

"China team, come on, China team, come on!!!"

After hearing the cheering sound, a brand new power burst out from Ou Chuliang's body.

The whole body becomes lighter.

"Pfft~~~"

A soft sound.

At the last moment, the index finger of Ou Chuliang's right hand just touched the bottom of the ball.

boom! ! !
There was a muffled sound in front of the gate of the Chinese team.

Everyone could see that Ou Chuliang, who was not prepared at all, just hit his head on the pillar when he landed.

And the ball that he swiped towards the crossbar also soared into the sky.

"Fuck! First point! First point!!!"

Without waiting for Zeng Zheng's order, the three players immediately ran to Ou Chuliang and surrounded the spot where the ball landed.

Zheng Zhi rubbed the back of his head hard and pushed the ball out of the penalty area.

"Ou Chuliang caught up!!!"

"Ou Chuliang saved Madavikia's shot!!!" At this moment, Huang Jianxiang's excited roar sounded through the microphone again.

"Ou Chuliang! It's Ou Chuliang again!!!"

It wasn't just the television and radio that rang out Huang Jianxiang's cheers.

"The OU of the Chinese team!"

"OU saved Iran's last shot!"

The commentator at the scene was also using his broken Chinese, shouting Ou Chuliang's name over and over again.

Madavikia stood where he was, pinched his waist with his hands, and looked helplessly at the Chinese team's goal.

From this moment on.

The nightmare caused by the opponent's battle was quietly transferred to the Iranian players.

(End of this chapter)