World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 326 Three Muffled Sounds
Faced with the question of the international bead curtain, at the press conference before the game, Blazevic solemnly stated that Zeng Zheng is the coach he respects very much.

"Mr. Ladd and I are very good friends. Through Ladd, Zeng and I have also become good friends."

"At the beginning of the year, I had the honor to meet with him. At that time, I had not fully become the head coach of the Iran team."

"But I am very clear that a large part of the strength of the Chinese team is brought by him."

"His coaching level is unquestionable, which is recognized by our Asian teams."

"As for the Chinese team, we have focused on studying all the game videos of the Chinese team's recent competitions long before the top ten games."

"Fortunately I have found a way to fight Zeng."

"Unfortunately, Zeng's team has another new change."

"Now I just want to say that under Zeng Zheng's coaching, the Chinese team has become a first-class team in Asia and a second-class team in the world."

"They have a variety of styles of play, and the players also have their own strengths."

"The most important thing is that these players have played under Zeng for two or three years, or even longer."

"In terms of familiarity with the players, I am obviously not as good as the Chinese team."

"I admire Zeng very much, and I also admire the Chinese team."

"But that doesn't mean I'm afraid of the game."

"On the contrary, I will use this game to prove that my coaching approach is correct."

Blazevic led the Zagreb Dynamo team to win the Yugoslav Football League championship, and also led Yugoslavia to the quarter-finals of the European Championship.

In 98, he even won the third place in the World Cup.

The humility of such a famous coach is enough to see how much he values ​​this game.

"Today's Iranian team is a mature team, many stars in the team have rich game experience."

"Just like Ali Daei, although he is 32 years old, he has enough experience to help him deal with any problems that occur on the pitch."

"The 24-year-old Madavikia is also firmly established as the main force in the Hamburg team."

"In terms of European experience, our players are no worse than the Chinese team."

"To sum up, in tomorrow's game, we may not be the winning side."

At the end of the press conference, when reporters asked about Bagheri's bad cold, Blazevic chose not to answer.

He said that all the players of the Iranian team are ready to go, and tomorrow's game will not be affected in any way.

Finally, Blazevic said that he hoped to join hands with the Chinese team to enter the World Cup.

Facing the high hat worn by his opponent, Zeng Zheng looked very flat.

"The Iranian team's technical and tactical style and physical fitness are very close to European teams. When facing the Iranian team, we should treat it as a European team."

"Even if we are playing at home, we must face this point squarely!"

"In fact, as long as we avoid our own mistakes, play our usual training level, work hard, and patiently find loopholes in the opponent's formation, this game can be won."

"In my opinion, the mentality of the game is the most important."

Having said that, Zeng Zheng briefly talked about the last world preliminaries.

"In terms of strength, whether it was four years ago or four years later, we are no worse than the Iranian team."

"However, how to master every minute of the game and how to maintain a sense of balance in various situations is what we lacked four years ago."

"Here, I can pat my chest and tell everyone."

"These problems will never appear in my Zengzheng's team."

"In the past four years, I have built the team into a team that is as tenacious as steel, both physically and mentally."

"Please give us your full support."

"Wuli River will become the place where the Chinese team takes off!"

At the end, Zeng Zheng stood up and raised his right fist.

The reporters present were also infected.

Although there was a cloud of anger in their chests that wanted to roar, at this moment, they all took out their cameras in a panic and pressed the shutter frequently at the figure of Zeng Zhengwei'an.

"Crack, click."

That night, the figure of Zeng Zheng raising his fist and swearing in the oath appeared in the evening papers of major media across the country.

On the evening of September [-]th, Shenyang Wulihe Stadium.

More than 700 well-known media reporters at home and abroad, and nearly [-] fans from all over the country crowded into the stadium together.

Not only the seats were packed, but even the stands and aisles were full of fans.

Just like what it said in the cross talk.

Wulihe Stadium can't wait to sell a few more tickets.

In this game, Zeng Zheng once again formed the familiar 442 formation.

The goalkeeper is Ou Chuliang; the defense line is Sun Jihai, General Fan, Li Weifeng and Wu Chengying; the midfield is led by Li Tie, Zhang Ran, Zhang Xiaorui, Li Jinyu and four Jian Libao; the front line is composed of two Bundesliga forwards, Yang Chen and Xie Hui A double-edged sword.

Obviously, Zeng Zheng has arranged the most secure lineup and formation.

This is the second home game for the Chinese team.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely warm.

Especially before the start of the game, nearly [-] fans sang the national anthem in unison.

The momentum shook the sky and resounded throughout the world.

With the referee's whistle, the Iranian team took the lead.

At the beginning of the game, Iran, who was playing away, tried to attack the Chinese team at halftime.

After the first kick-off, he only fell twice and sent the ball into the penalty area.

Facing his old opponent, General Fan stuck Ali Daiyi firmly, and Li Weifeng behind him cleared the ball.

General Fan has never been afraid of the star who has scored the most goals in the national team.

You play your Bundesliga, I play my Premier League.

You are the attacking general of the Iranian team, and I am the defense gate of the Chinese team.

Four years ago, General Fan could not lose in a 1V1 confrontation; four years later, General Fan was not afraid of the Persian cavalry.

What's more, it's still on its own territory.

Seeing that Li Weifeng accurately threw the ball to Sun Jihai who was unguarded on the side, General Fan became even more confident.

Four years ago, the teammates behind him were Xu Hong, Zhang Yanhua and others.

It's not that these veterans aren't good enough.

It's just that you don't know when there will be more players like Liu Wei.

Not to mention frightened, but always at odds with myself.

it's good now.

With Zeng Zheng on the sidelines, the whole team has only one voice.

Even if you make a mistake, someone will immediately point it out in your ear.

Seeing these stunned youths from three years ago grow into reliable comrades-in-arms, General Fan felt relieved for no reason.

The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and each wave is stronger than the other!

After playing this World Cup, should I also retire from the national team and play in the league honestly?
The Chinese team turned from defense to offense very quickly, and there was not much time for General Fan to express his feelings.

Sun Jihai has the right to make assists.

After getting the ball, he rode through the barrier alone and quickly brought the ball to the opponent's half.

Facing the double-teaming of the two, he made a long pass and found Yang Chen in the penalty area.

The Iranian team's defensive speed was also very timely, firmly stopped the ball on the spot, and pushed the long pass out of the penalty area.

Faced with Zhang Xiaorui's frontcourt pressing, the Iranian team made a mistake in the return pass and kicked the ball out of their own bottom line.

Corner kick for the Chinese team!

Sun Jihai ran forward and took the corner kick.

Although neither Cheng Cheng nor Xie Hui had a point.

But goalkeeper Fanae quickly hugged the ball and fell to the ground after getting the ball. It seemed that he wanted to stabilize the rhythm first.

The formation of the Iranian team is also 442, which is similar to that of the Chinese team.

Double striker, double midfielder.

As Zeng Zheng expected, the old guy Bagheri still played.

Zhang Ran's task is to mark and interfere with him the moment he takes the ball, so as not to give him the chance to easily take and play the ball.

In the face of Madavikia's side breakthrough, Wu Chengying was fully prepared.

Golden State four years ago is still vivid.

Zeng Zheng would rather sacrifice the attack on the left side than give Ma Da such a good kick.

As for Ali Dayi and Aziz.

As long as the two of them rushed into the Chinese team's defense, Li Tie, Li Weifeng, General Fan and another defender would immediately form a four-corner space to restrict them.

Zhang Xiaorui and Li Jinyu also have defensive tasks today. While assisting in the defense of the midfield, they must also pay attention to the advance of Karimi and others.

In view of the characteristics of the Iranian team, Sun Jihai and Wu Chengying were slightly inward when defending their positions to prevent the opponent from getting a penguin.

As for the cross from the side, the header protection of General Fan and others is also the top priority.

However, judging from the first two games of the Iranian team, it is difficult for the opponent's cross to pose a threat to the opponent.

On the contrary, their side cuts are the key to creating goals.

Facing the Iranian team with strong individual combat and assault capabilities, the Chinese team's intensive positioning and quick replacement greatly reduced the attack of the Persian cavalry.

After two consecutive confrontations, the Iranians took the initiative to slow down the pace.

They could see that Zeng Zheng had come fully prepared.

But Blazevic is not in a hurry.

It is said that they want to win, but in fact, if the game is tied, the task will be completed.

As long as the 0-0 score is maintained until the end, the "victory" will eventually be the Iranian team.

"It is said that the Iranian team is like a European team, but I think we are more like a European team."

"Yeah, just looking at the few on the bench, they all play for foreign clubs."

"It's true to say that this year's national team has too few players playing in A-A. At least players at the level of Xiao Zhao, Shensi, and Jintou Laomao can be selected for the national team."

"If this continues, who will play A?"

"That's wrong!" Some fans retorted, "If you don't say anything else, just talk about these players on the field. Which AA player can't play well? It's because AA is not enough for them to develop, so they go to stay abroad. If you go abroad all of a sudden, you can talk about whether you can hold your ground, don't be like Zhou Ning, who came back by himself after not playing for two years."

In the stands, apart from fans from all over the country, there was also a team of well-dressed young boys who were watching the game intently.

"Oh, let me go, Zhang Ladona's foot is so cool, how can such a high ball stop so steadily?" A teenager opened his eyes wide.

"Hey, Lao Hao, can you do this ball?"

On the court, Zhang Xiaorui faced Wu Chengying's hastily passed big foot from the other side.

With a flick of the toes, the ball was instantly dropped in front of the body, and then the instep was pushed outward to avoid the opponent's upper grab.

The whole set of movements was smooth and flowing, not only did he not look at the opponent the whole time, but also the rhythm was not disturbed by the high-altitude ball at all.

Hao Jun blushed and shook his head.

"If I want to catch this ball, it's not bad to keep hitting the opposite foot."

"Hey! This ball just rushed past?!"

"Old Mao, would you be able to catch this ball?"

After Zhang Xiaorui got rid of the opponent's defense, he kicked a long diagonal pass directly to the side.

The ball rolled in the camera, but the fans in front of the TV could not see any support staff.

However, the fans watching the game saw it very clearly.

Sun Jihai on the sideline was plugged in at high speed like a rocket.

From a distance, Karimi, who was chasing back from the wing, did not pose a threat to him at all.

Soon, Sun Jihai caught up with the ball with a two-position advantage over Karimi, and then took a step forward and made a pass from the bottom.

Looking at Sun Jihai's wind-like speed, Mao Jianqing clenched his fists: "If I run in a straight line, I should be fine. But I don't have the foot strength to adjust it so quickly and pass it directly."

"Damn it! Is the ball hit?"

"Old Mao, you won't be knocked away by this ball!" Another boy exclaimed.

In the penalty area, Yang Chen stuck Haseminasa and Abbas with his body to forcefully jump, and headed the goal.

This ball is not only a dry pull on the spot, but also the angle of the ball falling and facing is not good.

But in this situation, Yang Chen not only squeezed away the opponent with his body, but also pushed a header within the range of the goal frame.

It's a pity that Fanae played bravely, fell to the ground and threw the ball sideways, holding the ball in his arms.

Seeing that Yang Chen didn't even stagger when he landed, Mao Biao shook his head like a rattle.

"It's NN. If I were to fight for the ball, I would probably be the one who got kicked into the goal."

These young guys are the U15 national youth who just formed the team two months ago.

The head coach Liu Chunming is also sitting on the sidelines, staring at the court intently.

Listening to the discussion of the players beside him, Liu Chunming stared at the court and said, "Practice hard, and in a few years, you will also be able to play!"

Liu Chunming's words resonated with the junior team members.

Many people blushed, imagining themselves wearing this red jersey and fighting on the field.

Mao Biao sighed in Tianjin dialect: "If coach Zeng can teach me a few lessons, I will definitely be able to enter the national football team!"

Hearing this, Liu Chunming, who had been watching the game, couldn't help but gouged out the team's brilliance.

At this moment, I saw a long pass from Li Tiexiang's clearance across half the field.

The two attacking forwards briefly checked the trajectory of the ball, and Yang Chen took the lead to stop the attack and rushed to the ball's landing point.

"Yang Chen!"

"The header was won."

"The Iranian team fell to the ground."

"The referee didn't blow!"

"Xie Hui!"

"Bring the ball forward."

"Pass back to Zhang Xiaorui."

"I ejaculated myself!"

After taking away the central defender, Xie Hui knocked the ball back to the top of the arc of the penalty area with his heel diagonally.

Zhang Xiaorui followed up with a strong shot, which was thrown out by goalkeeper Fanae.

"Eh?"

"still have a chance!"

Seeing that the ball was saved, Fanae couldn't get up in a short time.

Xie Hui, who had already stopped, accelerated again, rushed into the penalty area, and grabbed the second point.

"Bang!!!"

A muffled sound.

As soon as Xie Hui shot the ball towards the goal, the Iranian player who fell to the ground blocked the ball with his legs.

Then the ball bounced high, Xie Hui turned around and pulled it out on the spot with a header.

This time, instead of heading the ball to the goal, he pushed the ball to the middle and distributed it to the teammate who inserted it.

Although Zhang Xiaorui has good skills, confrontation is not his strong point.

After jumping up and colliding with the Iranian players, the ball headed towards him missed.

The ball bounced off the ground, Zhang Xiaorui turned around and wanted to throw a barb.

But when he was about to lift his feet up, his pupils suddenly dilated, as if he saw some horrible scene.

In the next second, Zhang Xiaorui tilted his head, shielded his chest and face with his hands, and dodged aside desperately.

boom! ! !
BANG! ! !

There were two more muffled sounds in the restricted area of ​​the Iranian team.

Yang Chen's follow-up volley just hit Zhang Xiaorui's protruding pelvis, and bounced high into the air.

Today's close-range volley made the Iranian players unable to react at all.

If it wasn't blocked by Zhang Xiaorui.

Looking at the running route of the ball, the ball is undoubtedly approaching.

"oops!"

"Yang Chen's shot hit Zhang Xiaorui!"

The ball bounced high into the air, mixed with Huang Jianxiang's countless regrets.

"The shot was too hasty!"

"Zhang Xiaorui couldn't react at all."

Fanae, who reacted, jumped high and took the ball off with both hands.

"Boom"

This time, a series of muffled sounds came from the sky above the Iranian team again.

This time it's not who kicks the ball, it's who the ball hits.

It was God who sneezed.

Hearing the thunder, Zeng Zheng raised his head.

A raindrop just fell on the sunglasses lens.

"Sure enough, it's raining."

(End of this chapter)