World Cup of Great Powers

The Iranians never dreamed that they could allow the Chinese team to score first at home.

This is hitting them in the face!
But after this slap, it was time for the first half.

They could only watch helplessly as the Chinese team walked off the court with their shoulders crossed and their backs crossed in the midst of joy.

1 to 0, this is a very close score!

But it was enough to make the expressions of the players on both sides completely opposite.

For the Chinese team, everyone's faces were filled with happiness and joy. It seemed that in another 45 minutes, they would be able to get tickets to Japan and South Korea.

Some of the Iranian team members were not happy, some were gnashing their teeth, and some were ashamed.

They are not reconciled to failure.

They are unwilling to fail at their own doorstep.

He is even more unwilling to fail in front of such a team that "looks down" on them.

"Hey, let it go, let it go."

"Don't touch the watermelon juice that spilled on me."

"I still want to drink in the second half!"

Crowded.

Zeng Zheng swaggered ahead with his hands behind his back.

Han Tao moved a table with both hands, which was filled with large and small fruits and paper cups.

Zeng Zheng's appearance is like that of a traveling young master in ancient times, ostentatiously.

But he still used Persian, and shouted very loudly.

Seeing Zeng Zheng being so embarrassing, even the security guards at the stadium wanted to rush over and beat him twice.

"In general, the first half was played very well!"

In the locker room, Zeng Zheng put down his sweat towel and looked at the eleven international footballers in front of him with a smile.

"Don't grab it, everyone has it."

11 people are holding a banana in their hands.

This is a reward, but also encouragement, but also recognition.

Most importantly, this is sponsored by the local overseas Chinese themselves!

"Don't eat too much, hold on carefully."

"Whoever lacks physical strength, go drink a bottle of glucose."

Zeng Zheng arranged it in an orderly manner.

With the praise and affirmation from the head coach, the players looked extremely relaxed.

This guy Zhang Xiaorui even went to grab the banana in Li Jinyu's hand after eating. In the end, the two of them wrestled together, causing a lot of laughter.

Seeing the players fighting together, Chi Shangbin, who had been silent for half the game, tremblingly came to Zeng Zheng's side with the support of Jin Zhiyang.

"Xiao, Xiao Zeng."

"You, what are you doing?"

After finishing speaking, Chi Shangbin reached out and snatched half of the pomegranate from Zeng Zheng's hand.

"In the second half, you must not do this again!"

Zeng Zheng blinked, "Why, Coach Chi, do you want one too?"

Looking at the big, plump and shiny pomegranate in his hand, Chi Shangbin was taken aback for a moment.

He quickly stuffed it into Jin Zhiyang's hands.

"Xiao Zeng, I didn't mean you."

"Why have you been the head coach for so long, why are you becoming more and more out of shape?"

"You are 30 years old, and you are about to get married."

"Still so unstable."

"You look like this, how do domestic fans think of you, how do Iranian fans think of you? How do fans all over the world think of you?"

Zeng Zheng shrugged nonchalantly, picked up another grape and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Coach Chi, I don't care what they think?"

"As long as we can win, I dare say no one dares to say no!"

"Come on, you also have a taste of this local Iranian fruit, it's sweet!"

"But you can't eat too much of these dates, too much!"

Seeing Zeng Zheng's reckless appearance, Chi Shangbin sighed.

"Hi, Xiao Zeng, I can't say enough about you."

"But we can't be proud, can we?"

"The Iranian team will definitely discuss the countermeasures for the second half at this moment."

"I don't care what you do, how the team plays in the second half, you have to explain to the players, right?"

"In order not to be tied in the second half and then overtake."

"By then, it will be too late for you to do anything!"

Seeing that Chi Shangbin was consoling himself with an almost begging tone, Zeng Zheng finally got serious.

"Coach Chi, don't worry."

"For the World Cup, I put all my treasures on this game!"

"Whether it's the weather in Tehran, the atmosphere of Azadi's home court, or the harassment of local fans, don't think it will become a stumbling block for our Chinese team to enter the World Cup!"

"I, Zeng Zheng, just put the words here today."

"Even if the Heavenly King Laozi is here, don't try to stop us from going straight to the World Cup!"

Seeing that Zeng Zheng was so determined, Chi Shangbin's expression improved a little.

"All right, Xiao Zeng."

"The waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead."

"Now it's your young people's world."

"It's up to you to direct the team in the second half, and I won't participate."

"It's just that I'm telling you, just eat and drink, don't go too far!"

"Using other people's dialect to stimulate the players on the field like before, if you don't do it, you will be sentenced to provoke the home team and you will be sent off the field."

"At that time, it will be too late for you to regret it!"

After finishing speaking, Chi Shangbin turned around and walked slowly towards the rest area.

As soon as he took a step, his foot slipped and almost fell to the ground.

If he hadn't just reached the wall, the old man would have knocked out at least two teeth.

"Who threw the pomegranate seeds?!"

After seeing the culprit, Chi Shangbin looked at Zeng Zheng angrily.

"Hahahaha, Coach Chi, you should always be more careful, don't be shy, hahahaha."

Amid Zeng Zheng's series of belly laughs, Jin Zhiyang swallowed all the pomegranates he was chewing.

The players rested for more than ten minutes. When the game was approaching, Zeng Zheng clapped his hands vigorously.

"Boys!"

"45 minutes left!"

"The top ten has been going all the way, we have fought seven games in a row!"

"Grit your teeth again and persevere!"

"It's over in 45 minutes."

"At that time, whether to go directly to Japan and South Korea, or to play the play-offs, depends on your performance in these 45 minutes!"

"You guys pat your chests and think about it."

"Think about the thousands of fans in the stands, think about the tens of millions of fans in front of the TV, and think about the billions of compatriots waiting to qualify."

After finishing speaking, Zeng Zheng pointed to the team badge on his chest.

"My requirements are not high."

"In 45 minutes, I want you to step on the corpses of Iranians and make it to the World Cup!!!"

hoo hoo hoo hoo! ! !
The visiting team's locker room left, and there was a deafening roar.

"Okay, the second half of the game is about to start."

"We can see that players from both sides are returning to the field one after another."

"The Chinese team has not made substitution adjustments."

"It seems that Coach Zeng is very satisfied with the team's performance in the first half."

"It is worth mentioning that so far, Coach Zeng is the only Chinese team coach who has not lost in the world preliminaries."

"Whether it was the last World Preliminaries or this World Preliminaries, Coach Zeng has not lost a single game."

"In this game, the Chinese team took a 1-0 lead in the away game."

"If this score can be maintained until the end, Coach Zeng will remain unbeaten for two consecutive world preliminaries!"

"Before this, no Asian coach has ever done it."

"This will be a remarkable achievement and will surely go down in the history books!"

Speaking of this, Huang Jianxiang couldn't help but use the honorific title for Zeng Zheng.

Undefeated qualifying for the world preliminaries!

This is something that fans have never dreamed of for so many years!
"The Iranian team has made a simple substitution adjustment."

"I don't know if it's Bagheri's age, or the head coach is dissatisfied with his temper."

"Blazevic replaced veteran Bagheri with Estilli."

"Bagheri still poses a great threat to the Chinese team in the midfield. In the eyes of many fans, the Iranian team's approach is undoubtedly to cut off their own arm."

"But I don't know if Estilli's play will have any impact on the Chinese team's defense."

With the whistle of the referee, the second half of the game officially began.

Zeng Zheng was still lying coolly on the sidelines, patting his stomach and belching.

Although fruit.

But even eating for 45 minutes, no big stomach king can stand it.

Even so, the table next to Zeng Zheng was still full of snacks.

That's enough to make those narrow-minded Persians gnash their teeth.

Under the parasol, Zeng Zheng looked at the Iranian team rushing to attack and smiled slightly.

"That old fellow Blazevic is still restless."

Substituting Bagheri at half-time was tantamount to telling everyone that something must have happened in the Iranian dressing room during those 15 minutes.

Otherwise, with Bagheri's prestige in the Iranian team, as long as he starts the game, he will never be replaced after only playing for 45 minutes.

If not, Blazevic forcibly replaced him in order to maintain his authority.

Just now Zeng Zheng glanced at the Iranian team's bench.

Although nothing could be seen from Bagheri's expression, Zeng Zhengneng guessed that Blazevic must be dissatisfied with his tactics in the first half.

The Iranian team has a tough style of play and a European style.

The players are physically strong, have a tough style, and have tenacious willpower.

In terms of personal ability, players like Bagheri, Madavikia, Ali Dei, and Aziz are also ruthless people who can gain a foothold in the European League.

After entering the 90s, apart from the fact that their own conflicts caused the team's combat effectiveness to decrease, they were the proper Asian hegemons.

The newly played Estilli is also a veteran, born in 67, and played in the A-League.

After playing, Estilli was very active.

Iran, like the first half, is still the opening attack.

Under the continuous pressing, some troubles were soon created in the hinterland of the penalty area of ​​the Chinese team.

However, under Zeng Zheng's "casual suits", the Iranian internationals lost their mentality again. They continued the restless mentality at the end of the first half and never found a suitable breakthrough point to threaten the Chinese team's gate.

boom! ! !
The first shot of the second half ended with Karimi's long shot.

Then Karimi's long-range shot hit General Fan's waist, and then was cleared by Li Weifeng who reacted.

Afterwards, Iran forcefully launched several waves of attacks, but the Chinese team completely stood their ground and did not create any opportunities for their opponents.

The saying goes well.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

The 10-minute attack failed, and the mentality of the Iranian players was hit hard again.

Especially the lagging score on the field and the shouting of the fans disturbed the home team members even more.

Home atmosphere is a double-edged sword.

Now, this double-edged sword has cut the main artery of the home team little by little.

When the Iranian team began to seek positional warfare, the Chinese team still played "prevention and control" with the opponent in a leisurely manner.

Why not anti-reverse?
Because the first thing the Chinese team thought about after a successful defense was not to attack, but to continue to control the ball and delay time.

To tell the truth.

The Iranian team is actually not afraid of the Chinese team's attack.

The players on their defensive line are also very confident in defending the Chinese team's offense.

The main thing is to wait until the possession of the ball is changed, and then hit back as soon as possible.

But Zeng Zheng's tactics of "grinding foreign workers" really hit the weakness of the Iranian team.

The more you are afraid of something, the more I will come.

The more anxious you are, the less anxious I am.

But Blazevic did not dare to let the team out and give it a go.

Zhang Xiaorui's counterattack at the end of the first half is still vivid.

Everyone knows.

In this game, if the Chinese team doesn't move, it's enough. If they move, they will score!
Just like this time.

In the 59th minute, Iran's right back dribbled the ball to the midfield, but made a mistake when passing it to Madavikia. Zhang Ran and Li Xiaopeng pressed at the same time and successfully intercepted the ball.

Then, Li Xiaopeng found Zhang Xiaorui with a diagonal pass.

Zhang Xiaorui dribbled the ball all the way forward along the right side.

His breakthrough also represented the start of the Chinese team's counterattack.

The Iranian defenders were in hot pursuit all the way.

Although Zhang Xiaorui didn't increase his speed, his skillful footwork was enough to send opponents around.

At this time, Yang Chen saw the opportunity and started to run towards the penalty area.

But Zhang Xiaorui's inner side has been completely blocked by Iranian players, and there is no chance to pass in.

Just as Zhang Xiaorui was looking for his teammates, another plain reminder came from his ear.

"Directly behind, Li Jinyu."

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaorui knocked the ball back to the right corner of the penalty area with his heel without hesitation.

At the same time, the Iranian defenders had already retreated to the depths of the penalty area, and the other players returning to the defense did not have time to keep up with Li Jinyu.

In this way, Dayu easily got the ball in front of the opponent's penalty area.

"Zhang Xiaorui tapped his heel cleverly."

"Li Jinyu"

Seeing Li Jinyu lift his foot, all the Iranian players around him turned pale with fright, and rushed forward desperately.

"Kick up!!"

"Huh? Didn't shoot!"

"Flash."

"Repass."

"The ball went in!!!!!!"

"No. 60 minutes, No. 60 minutes!!!"

"This is a kick from Xie Hui!"

"A perfect shot into the bottom right corner of Iran's goal."

"2 to 0!"

"The Chinese team extended the score to 2-0!"

"This counterattack is coordinated really beautifully!"

"Especially Zhang Xiaorui's amazing heel kick."

"Just now he was dribbling forward, and everyone thought he was going to break into the penalty area."

"Just this one, so that all the defenders didn't expect it."

"And Li Jinyu did not disappoint his teammates' expectations."

"After he fooled all the defenders with a fake shot, he immediately passed the ball to Xie Hui who ran out of space."

"Facing the goalkeeper, Xie Hui only needs to push the ball lightly to score the ball."

"The whole process of scoring is very exciting and pleasing to the eye!"

"At the critical moment, two Bundesliga strikers withstood the pressure and one scored a goal for the Chinese team."

"The score of 2 to 0 is a layer of double insurance."

"As long as we keep this score until the end, we will get tickets to the World Cup!"

If it is said that Yang Chen's goal put the fans' hearts back into their stomachs;
Then Xie Hui's goal made the hearts of the fans start to pound back and forth in their stomachs.

"Two, two already!"

"It's done, it's really done this time!"

"2 to 0, isn't this stable?!!?"

After Xie Hui scored, the scattered Chinese fans in the stands stood up and shouted his name frantically.

Xie Hui, like Yang Chen, rushed to the sidelines excitedly to reward Zeng Zheng.

Zeng Zheng was also very generous, breaking off the biggest banana and throwing it over.

After Xie Hui received it, he ate it in two or three bites.

Then he rushed to the bottom of the stands holding the banana peel, waving it constantly.

It seems that at this moment, this banana peel is his greatest honor!