World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 196 Zeng Tou, Do You See How Well I Play?

Not only Li Guanyu, Shen Binghao, Li Dongguo and other South Korean players who ran to the front all rushed up and surrounded Zeng Zhengtuan.

In the chaos, someone pushed and shoved.

Immediately afterwards, Zeng Zheng made an exaggerated retreat, several steps in a row, and fell into the arms of Han Tao who had just returned to the field.

"The stick is hitting someone!!!"

With a loud roar, more people rushed over and surrounded several "perpetrators".

Good guy, in our home court, the sticks dare to be so arrogant?
The Olympic players rushed forward quickly, protecting Zeng Zheng behind them.

One by one with their chests straight, they kept knocking each other back with their chests.

"Referee, that person pushed me!"

In the confusion, Zeng Zheng grabbed the Lebanese referee and complained tearfully to his opponent in English.

As if he was the victim.

The stadium of 8 people shouted and cursed.

Some people even took off their shirts and rushed towards the South Korean fan area.

The security personnel at the scene looked very nervous, for fear that some fans would rush into the stadium and cause trouble.

Fortunately, through the camera, I found that although the team members were filled with righteous indignation, no matter how much the opponent pushed with their hands, none of them fought back.

Just using his chest, he forced all the South Korean players out of the way.

"We can see that the players from both sides had a conflict on the sidelines." Liu Jianhong spoke slowly, interpreting the sudden conflict for the fans.

"A South Korean player pushed Zeng Zheng."

"Then other national Olympic players gathered around."

"Fortunately, the team members were very restrained and didn't do anything."

"There's not much game time left."

"The farce of the South Korean players may be because they are unwilling to fail and lead to psychological imbalance."

After simple language organization, Liu Jianhong quickly finalized the matter.

Who cares why?

It's not okay to make trouble in our territory!
"Hey!"

"what's the situation?"

"I'm the victim, okay?"

"I got pushed by that South Korean player, can't you see?"

On the side of the court, Zeng Zheng, who was temporarily safe, looked angry and yelled at the referee.

People who don't know think he is an actor who has won an Oscar.

"Coach Zeng, you should know what you did."

The Lebanese referee shook his head, trying to awaken Zeng Zheng's "conscience".

"If you hadn't thrown the ball off the field, the South Korean players wouldn't have reacted so aggressively."

"Referee, the ball was originally out of bounds, okay!" Zeng Zheng still mentioned his "explanation".

"That ball was already out of bounds."

"If I hadn't just caught it, it would have hit me in the face!"

"I just let it fly to where it should have been."

But no matter how Zeng Zheng "justified", the Lebanese referee still took out a red card from his pocket and flashed it in front of Zeng Zheng.

Seeing the red card, Zeng Zheng shook his arm violently.

"Hey, referee, can't you see where this is?"

"Coach Zeng, please remain calm." The Lebanese referee said coldly, "Please leave the court immediately and immediately!"

Afraid of Zeng Zheng's overreaction, Tang Pengju hastily pulled Zeng Zheng away from him.

After all, Zeng Zheng almost made a move when he was in Seoul.

"Coach Zeng, don't say a few words, we are about to win."

However, as soon as Tang Pengju dragged him around, Zeng Zheng changed his face:

"Coach Tang, after I leave, don't forget to get rid of that stick too."

"Then you go and tell your team members that in the rest of the time, kick the ball forward as hard as you can!"

Seeing Zeng Zheng regain his composure in an instant outside the camera, Tang Pengju was still surprised and didn't react.

"Coach Zeng, what are you?"

"Coach Tang, what are you waiting for? Time waits for no one!"

With that said, Zeng Zheng gave Tang Pengju a wink, then walked towards the players' tunnel with his head down.

Tang Pengju was taken aback for a moment, then immediately returned to the sidelines to carry out Zeng Zheng's "legacy policy" to the end.

It is a fact that Zeng Zheng threw the ball maliciously to hinder South Korea's fast break, and it is not a fake that Li Guanyu pushed Zeng Zheng.

It's just that Li Guanyu was angry at that time, while Zeng Zheng took a few steps back deliberately.

Anyway, even Zeng Zheng was sent off the field, and Li Guanyu, under the "condemnation" of so many people, could not escape punishment!
Amidst the protests of the players, a red card quickly appeared above Li Guanyu's head.

Along with it, several other dissatisfied South Korean players also ate a yellow card one by one.

Seeing such an ending, the Olympic team members calmed down.

Under the reminder of the staff, the players returned to the field with their mouths pursed.

Once on the field, the players started talking in twos and threes.

"Big head, you acted quite similarly just now, I thought you were really going to do it!"

"Fuck, how dare I do it? Didn't you hear what Boss Zeng said?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, as expected of Mr. Zeng, ginger is still old and spicy!"

"Now, South Korea will definitely not be able to turn around!"

"But Boss Zeng is really ruthless, he even got involved in it."

When Li Guanyu rushed in front of him, Zeng Zheng sent two orders to all the Olympic team members through voice transmission.

The first one is to surround me with the fastest speed.

The second is whoever dares to do it, he will not be taken to the Olympic Games next year.

The team members who received the order rushed to support at the first time.

Under the premise that fighting is the death penalty, no one dared to stretch out his hand.

But with such a commotion, the incident became a big one, time wasted, and South Korea's counterattack was also in vain.

When the players of both sides returned to the field, the numbers of both sides returned to the same starting line.

The South Korean team members were holding back their anger, but found that they couldn't play any tricks at all.

The three consecutive long passes that were outrageously deflected were all vigorously cleared by the Olympic players to the frontcourt.

In the end, even though the referee gave more than a minute of attack time, South Korea did not take another shot.

In the locker room, Zheng Dongqi rested his elbows on his knees, leaned forward, and buried his face in his hands.

He dared not turn on the TV.

I am afraid that after I leave the field, the team will encounter accidents one after another.

Did South Korea score that penalty?
If it goes in, is there only one goal left in the point difference?
Can the 10 teammates on the field hold the last point?

Does Boss Zeng have any other ideas?
Will Boss Zeng blame me?

Will my teammates blame me?

Will the national fans blame me?

Will Jilin fans be disappointed with me?

In the past few minutes, Zheng Dongqi thought about all his experiences of the previous 20 years.

He has even thought about it.

If the score is really tied by the opponent at the end of the game, then I must apologize with death.

Just when Zheng Dongqi was pondering whether he should have a caesarean section or hang himself, the door of the locker room was opened.

"Uh, Boss Zeng. Why are you alone?"

Seeing Zeng Zheng enter the room, Zheng Dongqi stood up quickly, intending to make room for himself.

But then, he realized something was wrong.

Why did Chief Zeng come back alone?
What about teammates?

Or did Zeng Zheng get so angry that he went back to the locker room alone when the score was tied?
Zeng Zheng greeted Zheng Dong Qidao like a normal person.

"Come on, Xiao Zheng, give me a hand."

"Oh oh!"

Zheng Dongqi didn't dare to ask, so he could only step forward and let Zeng Zheng throw the jerseys into his arms.

Seeing that Zheng Dongqi couldn't hold his hands, Zeng Zheng nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the "looted" dressing room.

At this moment, there was a violent noise outside the door.

Under what circumstances can there be such a loud noise at the scene?
Zeng Zheng's ears perked up, and he immediately grabbed the few jerseys left on the ground and rushed out the door.

"Quick, keep up!"

After finishing speaking, Zeng Zheng hurried out of the locker room.

Zheng Dongqi hasn't realized what's going on until now.

But when he heard Zeng Zheng yelling, he could only falter and follow.

Soon, around Zheng Dongqi, there were many more reporters with cameras, snapping the cameras at him.

Zheng Dongqi almost buried his face in his jersey, without looking sideways, he followed Zeng Zheng all the way out of the player tunnel.

As soon as he got out of the passage, Han Tao and several substitute players ran over.

"Xiao Zheng, you have worked hard."

"Thank you, Qizai."

"Seventh brother, you have worked hard."

Several players divided up the jerseys in Zheng Dongqi's hands, then quickly ran to the field and distributed the jerseys to other players.

Without the jersey to cover his face, Zheng Dongqi, who came to the stadium again, subconsciously wanted to turn his head and get into the player tunnel.

But at this moment, a reporter stepped forward and handed over a microphone.

"Hello Zheng Dongqi, how are you feeling at this moment?"

"Zheng Dongqi, do you have anything to say now?"

"Zheng Dongqi, what is your opinion on this victory?"

Feeling?victory?
Zheng Dongqi swallowed his saliva.

He raised his head nervously, and glanced at the scoreboard that he had been afraid to look at, but couldn't help but look at.

2 is better than 1!

The home team is ahead.

Seeing the final score of the two teams, Zheng Dongqi couldn't bear it anymore, tears rushed out of his eyes.

"I, I, I"

After the word "I" three times in a row, Zheng Dongqi raised his elbow and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

But no matter how he wiped, he found that the tears could not be wiped clean.

Seeing this, the reporters couldn't ask any more questions.

I had no choice but to spread out silently, letting the cameraman zoom in for a close-up.

At this moment, the 8-person stadium is already crazy.

The team members each carried three or four jerseys, together with the off-field uniforms they were wearing, and threw them all to the stands in all directions.

The fans also stood up, stretched out their hands, and scrambled for the first.

"Don't grab it, don't grab it, this is Allah's jersey!"

"Let me go, let me go, do you hear me? Be careful that I will kill you!"

"Giegie, give one to my sister, you already got two!"

For the first time in 20 years, this jersey has great commemorative significance!
Seeing this, the fans at the height of the stands were all envious.

Many people regret that they didn't spend more money to upgrade the class of tickets.

At this moment, there was a muffled "bang", and a ball flew into the sky.

Seeing this, the fans at the height of the stands immediately opened their eyes wide, stood up and stretched out their hands.

In addition to the falling football, there is also a jersey that rushed into the sky with the football.

The jersey fluttered and finally fell into the hands of a female college student in the high stands.

"Wooooow!!! It's No. 15 Li Jinyu, it's Li Jinyu's jersey!!!"

Seeing the number on the jersey, the female college student who was still happy just now burst into tears, hugging the kicked jersey and crying loudly.

When the people around saw it, they were both envious and deeply moved.

This female college student really likes the Olympic team members!

Since Jianlibao returned to China, the players of Guozihao Youth Team have instantly become star-chasing idols among college students.

Whether it is a Jianlibao player or a domestic league player.

As long as you are selected for the national team where Zeng Zheng is, you are eligible to appear on the cover of the star card of Little Raccoon Instant Noodles.

For this reason, the small raccoon manufacturer even found bamboo shoes to sign a contract.

Including training.

For each team led by Zeng Zheng, as long as the roster is announced once, a batch of raccoon star cards will be released exclusively.

Even later, this model was learned by the football next door.

It is precisely because of the frequently updated Chinese player patches that the number of online players has been kept at the top of FIFA until 2023.

Of course, this is a story.

"May I ask Coach Zeng, what is your mood at this moment?"

Qin Xue rushed to Zeng Zheng immediately, and handed out the microphone happily.

Facing the camera, Zeng Zheng didn't care about the other party at all.

"Hey, yes, that handsome guy, that ball... right?!"

Beckoned by Zeng Zheng, a caddy ran over with a football in his arms.

"Here, Coach Zeng!"

"This ball is that"

"Hmm! That's the ball!" The caddy naturally knew what Zeng Zheng meant by "that" and nodded immediately.

"Okay, thank you!"

After receiving the football from the caddy, Zeng Zheng was filled with emotion.

Although Korean-phobia is a deep-rooted and far-reaching negative BUFF, at the last moment, God still gave the decision-making power to himself.

In that situation, other coaches with slower reactions might immediately let go of the ball and direct the players to chase it back quickly.

If Zeng Zheng really did that, Park Ji-sung would definitely throw the ball quickly.

With Li Guanyu's footwork and Chen Dong's distance from the goal, the goal is almost guaranteed to go in!
"I have this ball in my collection!"

Facing the camera, Zeng Zheng's expression is unquestionable.

Afterwards, Zeng Zheng hugged the caddy over.

Holding each other's shoulders, he said to the reporters, "Please take a photo for us."

The twelve or thirteen-year-old caddy was so excited that he didn't even dare to wipe his nose, and stood beside Zeng Zheng like a zombie.

After the flash flashed more than ten times in a row, Zeng Zheng let go of his hand.

He wiped the little caddy's head, and then said casually, "Boy, you look quite clever. What's your name?"

In front of the camera, the little caddy suddenly sniffed and said loudly: "Report to Coach Zeng, my name is Gao Lin!"

"Ah, Gao Lin? The name is good." Zeng Zheng responded casually.

"No, Coach Zeng, my surname is Gao, Gao of Gao Airplane!"

"What the hell?"

Hearing the little caddy's emphasis, Zeng Zheng was stunned.

Turning around to look at this elementary school student who was less than 1.6 meters tall, his eyes were filled with surprise.

People with the surname Gao are everywhere, but those with the surname Gao are rare.

"Again, what's your name?"

Perhaps encouraged by Zeng Zheng, Gao Lin turned her head and said loudly to the spear and cannon in front of her:
"My name is Gao Lin, I am 13 years old, and I am from Zhengzhou, Henan. My dream is to join the national team and win glory for the country!"

Click click! ! !

More than a dozen flashlights struck down like lightning, shocking Zeng Zheng very much.

But Gao Lin opened her eyes wide, facing the flashing light without evading at all.

I don't know if his eyes will not be aimed properly when he shoots in the future, whether he was shaken by this moment.

Just when Zeng Zheng was thinking about whether to get this kid into his youth training base, the stupid Li Tie came out of nowhere.

"Ah, Boss Zeng, I didn't expect you to have a ball here!"

Before Zeng Zheng could react, Li Tie, who was wearing a pair of Winnie the Pooh shorts, snatched the football from Zeng Zheng's arms.

Without waiting for the others to react, he slammed his foot onto the stands with a "bang".

"Damn it, Li Tie, you"

Looking at his empty right hand, Zeng Zheng wished he could immediately put the head of cabbage in front of him.

In public, you are robbing!
However, the naive Li Tie obviously didn't know what he had committed.

He put one hand in front of his forehead, pointed his head up at the football with the other hand, and proudly showed off to Zeng Zheng:
"Boss Zeng, look, can I kick high?"

(End of this chapter)