World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 328
2 to 0!
Huang Jianxiang wiped the rain off his face vigorously, as if seeing the World Cup beckoning to him.

"Yang Chen will surely hit the penalty kick!"

"2 to 0!"

"This is Yang Chen's second goal in this game."

"Yang Chen takes a second step!"

The fans in the stands jumped and yelled like dumplings.

They have the same opinion as Huang Jianxiang.

The score was 2-0.

Are we far from victory?
"Don't forget about Golden State four years ago."

Just as Mao Biao muttered something, a shower of punches fell on his head.

"what!"

"ah!"

"what!"

"what!"

In an instant, Mao Biao was beaten up with big bags all over his head.

"Speak less if you can't speak!"

After the re-kick-off, there was no imaginary counterattack.

The Iranian team has been drowned.

The rain had almost stopped.

But the first half is also drawing to a close.

Looking at the appearance of the Iranian team, it is estimated that they want to wait for the intermission before making plans.

"While he is sick, kill him!"

Without Zeng Zheng's command, the two of Jin Chi also took the initiative to come to the sidelines and shout.

There are not many opportunities to beat "reservoir dogs" like this!

After the sky cleared in the second half, maybe the Iranian team will intensify their counterattack.

The advantage of two balls is not necessarily guaranteed!
The more than 5 fans at the Wulihe Stadium seem to be aware of this.

Seeing that the Iranian team had the attitude of holding back this breath for the time being, they all cheered for the team desperately.

"Enter one, enter one, enter another!"

"One more goal in the first half, and the game will be stable!"

"Enter one, enter another, and enter one more to win!"

"Come on, Team China!"

It can be said that at this moment, Iranians can fully feel how terrifying the Chinese team at home is.

Under Blazevic's command, the Iranian team's defense began to get tighter and tighter.

Facing the impact of the Chinese team, the Iranian team maintained a tight array of three lines and did not easily give the home team any room for impact.

In terms of positioning the ball against the Chinese team, the Iranian team has included it as a top priority.

30 meters is a threshold.

As the Iranian team made more and more small moves, they no longer controlled their bodies by taking advantage of the slippery road in the rain.

In many cases, because of "not braking in time", even people dribbled the ball and knocked down the Chinese players.

At such a long distance, it is also difficult for the Chinese team to use the high-altitude ball to create a murderous intention.

In a state of intensive defense, it becomes extremely difficult for the two wingers to insert and pass.

The two midfielders retreated, coupled with the defenders, the Iranian players began to completely block the volley.

In the case of full retreat, the Iranian team tenaciously supported the Chinese team's offensive wave after wave.

Especially in the stoppage time of the first half, Li Weifeng and General Fan almost "lived" in the opponent's penalty area, quite a feeling of beating the opponent at the door of the house.

But just relying on this tenacity, coupled with the long-range shots in rainy days, it is really difficult to grasp the accuracy.

Relying on the heroic performance of goalkeeper Fanae, the Iranian team abruptly withstood the indiscriminate bombing of the Chinese team and tried their best to keep the goal.

Throughout stoppage time, not only the players on the court, but also the fans in the stands, and even the audience watching the game through live TV, could clearly feel the urgency of their own players to score goals.

Everyone threw themselves into the offense almost desperately.

Crossing again and again, jumping up again and again, running back and forth again and again.

After 4 minutes of stoppage time, the referee finally blew the whistle for the end of the first half.

Hearing the whistle, the Iranian players were the first to smile.

As if they were the winners.

General Fan stepped on the wet turf, still beckoning his teammates to pass quickly.

As soon as he turned his head, the defenders around him had disappeared.

Only then did General Fan realize that the first half of the game was over.

"Hey, it's a little bit worse! Bah!"

General Fan vomited obscenities and spat again.

After the cooperation between Wulihe Stadium and Zeng Zheng's company, the drainage system has reached international standards.

As long as it doesn't rain in the second half, the water will be drained clean for 15 minutes in halftime.

In other words, in the second half, the Chinese team will never suppress their opponents as they did just now.

"Fuck, it's not fun!"

Li Weifeng also spat, "Give me another 5 minutes, ah no, in 3 minutes, I will be able to break the door!"

Upon hearing this, General Fan glanced at Li Weifeng, stepped forward and grabbed the back of Li Weifeng's neck.

"I'm old at such a young age, I'm so young, why are you still going crazy!"

"Brother Fan, I didn't mean you, I didn't mean you!"

Faced with General Fan's "level coercion", Li Weifeng immediately changed his face and put his palms together above his head to beg for mercy.

Seeing Li Weifeng's "good attitude", General Fan spared him.

As soon as the two walked to the sidelines, they heard Zeng Zheng muttering there.

"Fuck, how the fuck did you play? You were so ruthless at the end of the first half, why can't I score another one?"

When Li Weifeng heard this, he subconsciously glanced at General Fan at the side.

General Fan didn't seem to be listening, he gave Zeng Zheng a high-five and walked straight to the player tunnel.

"Wei Feng"

"Ah, Boss Zeng, if you have something to say!"

Li Weifeng also wanted to high-five and slip away.

But he never thought that Zeng Zheng grabbed his hand.

With a sound of "shua", Li Weifeng stopped his back and stood where he was, like a naughty student who was caught by the teacher for doing bad things.

"I played well in the first half. Although the top few didn't score, they still made it!"

"Uh uh."

Li Weifeng didn't dare to argue.

Regardless of the content or tone, he couldn't tell whether Zeng Zheng was praising himself or belittling himself.

"You don't have to work so hard in the second half."

"Just do your defensive work."

"The Iranian team will definitely counterattack."

"Brother Ni Fan is getting old, sometimes he runs up all at once but can't come back."

"You have to show me the back."

"Don't be so stupid as if you see the ball and go up to grab it. Let me get the position first and then talk about it. Got it?"

Li Weifeng nodded quickly when he heard the words, "I know Boss Zeng!"

"Y-Any other instructions?"

Zeng Zheng let go of his hand, without even looking at Li Weifeng, "It's gone. Hurry up and go back to the house to take a shower and change into clean clothes."

"Hey, Boss Zeng, I'll go right away!"

After Li Weifeng finished speaking, he trotted all the way and rushed into the player tunnel.

As soon as he entered the passage, he saw Zheng Zhi, like a waiter in a restaurant, with N towels on his arms, handing out to the passing team members.

Seeing this, Li Weifeng stepped forward and gave Zheng Zhi a kick.

"Hey, what are you doing? Why are there so many towels? Why did you send one to your opponent?"

Zheng Zhi looked aggrieved, "Brother Feng, I can't help it. If someone wants it, I have to give it up, right?"

"You're the one who benefits!"

In front of Zheng Zhi, Li Weifeng regained the domineering "old man".

"Take what belongs to the public and be a good person."

"What if our team members don't have enough towels?"

"When the time comes, why don't you ask your 'international friend' to get the towel back?"

After Li Weifeng finished speaking, before Zheng Zhi could speak, he stretched out two fingers.

"Bring me two!"

"what?!"

Zheng Zhi was stunned.

"Brother Feng, why do you want two?"

"I can wipe my head with one and my body with the other, can't I?" Li Weifeng looked domineering.

Zheng Zhi looked at the few towels left on his arm, and was extremely entangled.

If these two items are given out, they may not be enough later on.

"What are you doing in a daze? I can't get it by myself?"

Just as Li Weifeng started to attack by himself, there was a burst of shouting from behind.

"Big head!"

Li Weifeng turned his head and saw Zhang Ran and Li Tie walking over.

"What are you doing JB? Are you bullying people again?" Li Tie asked, blowing the dripping hair curtain.

"No, Tiezi, isn't this asking Xiaozhi for a towel!"

"Then why do you want two?" Zhang Ran asked.

"Isn't this going to give Tiezi and Brother Ran one too!"

"We don't need your help, we have mouths!"

After finishing speaking, Li Tie stepped forward and grabbed Li Weifeng's neck, dragging him deep into the player's tunnel.

Zhang Ran stretched out two fingers, "Xiao Zhi, bring me two towels."

"Ah, good, good, for Brother Ran, are two enough?"

After Zheng Zhi finished speaking, he glanced at Li Weifeng with his eyes.

Zhang Ran snorted slightly, "Don't worry about that guy, just let him wipe it with his pants!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Ran took his own and Li Tie's two dry towels and chased after them.

"The first half of the game is over."

After the coaches and players of both sides returned to the locker room, the TV screen also switched to the broadcast room.

Huang Jianxiang, the on-site commentator, rested for a while, and Zhang Hehe and Sun Zhengping, two well-known domestic football commentators, were summarizing and analyzing the game situation in the first half.

"In general, the Chinese team's performance in the first half was quite good! The score of 2-0 has basically sealed the victory!" Sun Zhengping set his personality for the first half as soon as he opened his mouth.

Don't look at Zeng Zheng and the players who were a little dissatisfied with the last-minute onslaught without the ball and scoring again, but overall, leading by two goals at home is already a very good result.

"Especially during the period between the second goal and the end of the first half, the team changed from 442 to 424, attacking fiercely, almost pressing the Iranian team in their penalty area .”

"Hey, that's right."

"In addition, the roles of Yang Chen and Xie Hui are also unparalleled."

"The two Bundesliga strikers made the penalty area of ​​the Iranian team uneasy, and any other player who inserted into the penalty area could easily get a pass from his teammates."

"This is all the result of Yang Chen and Xie Hui's tugging."

"Hey, that's right."

"If the two of them still have energy in the second half, it is unlikely that there will be a change in the personnel on the front line. After all, Yang Chen has already scored two goals and is in good condition."

"Xie Hui also scored twice in the last home game, and there were many chances to score in this game."

"Many fans in front of the TV are also expecting him to open his scoring account in the second half."

"Hey, that's right."

"But we must also note that the reason why we were able to beat the Iranian team in the first half was entirely due to the weather."

"The Iranian team is not good at playing in the rain."

"They bet on the second half after the rain stopped."

"If the Iranian team recovers in the second half, it will be very difficult."

"What is certain is that the Iranian team cannot easily accept losing!"

"According to the current points in Group A, Iran's bottom line is to get one point in the away game."

"Blazevic is a world famous coach, he is very sensitive to this points system."

"He made it very clear before the game that every point in the top ten game is very important."

"And the four games in the first round will determine the trend of the second round, and the goal of the Iranian team in the first round is to surpass the Chinese team at the last moment and win the group first."

"Our draw in Doha gave Iran the chance to come back, so in this game, the bottom line for Iran is to get a point."

"But taking advantage of the heavy rain, the Chinese team temporarily took the lead."

"Coach Zeng's decisive change of formation and pressure on offense reflect his on-the-spot command ability as a top coach."

"It can be said that the current Chinese team has not lost to other teams with world-renowned coaches in terms of coaching level."

"Hey, that's right."

"However, the game changes rapidly."

"While we are leading by two goals, we should also bear in mind the lesson of losing Golden State four years ago."

"No manager can completely control the game, there will always be some surprises on the pitch."

"On this point, Coach Zeng should give the players a vaccination."

"How to quickly adjust the mentality in the event of an accident and prevent the team from collapsing as a whole is a big test for the head coach and the team."

"As long as we get over this hurdle, we won't have a problem winning the Iranian team at home."

"Hey, that's right."

"Director Zhang, what do you think the Chinese team should do in the second half? Faced with a 0-2 disadvantage, what kind of offensive tactics will the Iranian team adopt?"

"Hey, that's right!"

"Um???"

"Hey, uh. This question. Hey."

After Zhang Hehe adjusted, he quickly withdrew from the fugue state.

"There is no doubt that after the weather conditions in the second half, Iran will press hard and launch an attack."

"Judging from the past performance of the Iranian team, they do not lack players who are good at creating offensive opportunities."

"Players like Bagheri, Madavikia, Ali Daei, and Aziz are all top attackers in Asia."

"If it were me, I would try my best to continue to stabilize the situation and maintain the advantage we gained in the first half until the end."

"After all, we are two goals ahead!"

"Double insurance is still very reliable."

"As for personnel, it is also possible to strengthen the defense of the midfield at the right time."

"Currently, in order to ensure the maximum tacit cooperation of the midfielders, Coach Zeng chose the lineup of four healthy Libao."

"But in reality, there are still defensive midfielders like Zhao Junzhe and Zheng Zhi waiting to play on the bench."

"If Coach Zeng is really ready to defend with all his strength, then he will definitely arrange for these two players to play."

"Don't look at the two young people, but the barrier they play is enough to make the Iranian team suffer."

After listening to Zhang Hehe's analysis, Sun Zhengping took a sip of water unhurriedly, and then said:
"Hey, that's right."

The locker room of Wulihe's home team left, Zeng Zheng frowned, and glanced at the eleven naked starting players in front of him.

"Old Fan, can't you fucking block it?"

General Fan chuckled and covered his crotch with a bath towel.

"Hey, Coach Zeng, you from the Northeast still care about this?"

"Old Fan, you are an old player, why don't you set a good example for the new players?"

"Coach Zeng, when did you learn to speak bureaucratically?"

Faced with General Fan's rhetorical question, Zeng Zheng blushed.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this."

"Whoever you like to droop, just droop."

"Anyway, there's no one else in the house."

Seeing everyone come out of the bathroom, Zeng Zheng pulled a chair over and sat down.

"The situation in the first half, you should know better than me."

"The Iranian team is not stupid, and they don't want to fight against us in the rain."

"But what about the two goals you scored, tsk tsk tsk"

"I'm not talking about you."

"Count yourselves, how many opportunities have you wasted?!"

Faced with Zeng Zheng's questioning, many team members bowed their heads.

Yang Chen's second goal was still a penalty.

In other words, in the sports battle, we only scored one!
"With kicks and tops, you shot 16 shots in the first half."

"Other than throwing a penalty kick, he just scored one."

"I really don't know what to say to you guys."

"The Iranian team has given up, why don't you live up to it?"

"The ball at 37 minutes, Yang Chen, did you squint your eyes because of the water? Did you close your eyes when you jumped up and headed the ball?"

"There's still 32 minutes left for the ball, Xie Hui, can't you fight again?"

"Zhang Xiaorui, you too."

"Look at what you're kicking!"

"Whether to pass or not to pass, to shoot or not to shoot."

"I'm worried for you!"

The few people named can be said to be the biggest players in the team.

But under Zeng Zheng's reprimand, no one dared to raise his head to refute.

Especially Zhang Xiaorui.

This just joined Juventus and is known as China's Maradona's top star.

The fans on his blog alone are more than Zeng Zheng.

But it is such a young star who is about to become "Zidane's second", under Zeng Zheng's reprimand, he dare not even breathe.

After roll call one by one, Zeng Zheng waved his hand.

"There will definitely be substitutions in the second half."

"I know who to change."

"If you don't know, ask me when you play in the second half."

After finishing speaking, Zeng Zheng seemed to be contradicting himself, and called out the names of several people.

"Sun Jihai, General Fan, Li Weifeng, Zhang Xiaorui, Li Jinyu, Li Tie."

"All six of you have a yellow card on your body, right?"

"I remember that towards the end of the first half, the Iranian team made more and more small moves."

"Let's not be cowardly in the second half."

"Don't forget, this f*ck is in our own home field!"

"Afraid of him being a bird?"

"Fuck him and it's over!"

"Weigh it for yourselves."

"Just don't make me red."

"Of course, don't let all the fucking ones come up and take cards one by one."

"Actions should be restrained and concealed."

"In addition, the midfield defense must be strengthened."

"Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhi, you two will be warming up on the sidelines in the second half, ready to play at any time."

After receiving the order, Zhao Junzhe and Zheng Zhi immediately stopped what they were doing and nodded, and then looked happy.

"In the second half, we still play 442."

"However, I have a task for you."

After finishing speaking, Zeng Zheng pointed to Sun Jihai, the general on the right, "In the second half, you go to the left."

After saying this, Wu Chengying and Sun Jihai were both stunned.

"Boss Zeng, I"

"Shut up."

Zeng Zheng waved his hand at Wu Chengying, "You don't know how to kick the right side?"

Wu Chengying fell silent.

He has been playing left back since his debut, and he is also Zeng Zheng's first choice for left back.

But he also knew.

Zeng Zheng also stated in public many times that the team's left back is scarce.

In other words, I am at the level of "a big guy out of the box".

Apart from him, Zeng Zheng has no one available.

So for so long, Wu Chengying has been working hard to improve himself, hoping that one day he will reach Zeng Zheng's standard as a left back.

So when seeing Sun Jihai moved to the left, Wu Chengying was of course a little unconvinced.

"Ji Hai, that guy Madavikia, I don't want to see him running in the second half."

Zeng Zheng circled the tactical board lightly, and circled the chess piece representing the motor in the middle.

"Do you know what to do?"

With just this simple sentence, everyone present understood the key point in an instant.

Among the six people who were ordered, he, Sun Jihai, would definitely get a card, and then he would be suspended for the next game.

"Don't worry, Boss Zeng, I will never let you down."

"That's it."

Zeng Zheng snapped his fingers, and then said meaningfully.

"For the rest, just play in the first half."

"If there is no accident, the Iranian team will definitely think that we are going to stick to the score."

"But don't forget, I never asked you to defend with all your might."

"The two forwards in front."

"Catch the opportunity, you two have to score for me!"

(End of this chapter)