World Cup of Great Powers

After leading by two goals, the biggest change is the fans in the stands.

Although the fans were scattered, they all stood up now and sang the national anthem in unison.

Under such circumstances, the Iranian team's offensive became more violent.

However, Zeng Zheng quickly made substitutions and adjustments.

And the purpose of the substitution is very obvious.

The two scoring heroes were replaced one after another, but neither of them were forwards.

"Oh?"

"The Chinese team has changed again."

"This time, Xie Hui, the hero who scored the goal, was also replaced."

"In this game, he and Yang Chen each scored a goal, which established the victory for the Chinese team."

"We can see that."

"Waiting on the sidelines is Li Tie."

"Everyone knows that Li Tie is a pure defensive player."

"Coach Zeng almost used a loudspeaker to announce to the world: We will not attack!"

Huang Jianxiang finished explaining this sentence happily, and then imitated Zeng Zheng's appearance and leaned back on the chair gracefully.

Coach Zeng is indeed a magical coach!
In the away game, in Azadi, it can make the Iranian team so unbearable!
In this famous home of the devil in Asia, Zeng Zheng's team not only was not affected by it, but even scored two goals in a row, leading the opponent by two points.

Now, they are using substitutions to continue to provoke the fragile nerves of the home team.

After learning that he was replaced.

Xie Hui didn't show any dissatisfaction on his face.

In this top ten match, he has already played very happily.

The ball is also scored, and the limelight is also out.

The team is about to qualify, so it can be said that the future is bright.

Xie Hui slowly ran to the sidelines.

It's not so much running, it's more like "moving" to the sidelines a little bit in a running posture.

The Chinese fans in the stands are also very face-saving.

They shouted Xie Hui's name in unison, and then gave the goal hero the warmest applause.

Xie Hui didn't run to the sidelines until he raised his hands and applauded in the direction where the fans were most densely packed, and hugged Li Tie forcefully.

"Tiezi, come on, it's up to you next time."

"Don't worry, Brother Hui, Boss Zeng has explained it!"

The two looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

When Li Tie ran onto the Azadi Stadium, the referee blew the whistle to continue the game.

This time, the emotions of the Iranian team members were completely ignited like a powder keg.

Not only did the fans not allow the team to achieve such a result at home, they did not allow it themselves.

After conceding another goal, Iran launched a crazy counterattack.

But the appearance of Li Tie and Zheng Zhi quickly had an effect.

Now the formation of the Chinese team has become 451, and Li Jinyu, who originally played as a left midfielder, has become a single forward.

The two former midfielders Zhang Ran and Li Xiaopeng moved forward, and the two new players Li Tie and Zheng Zhi took on heavier defensive tasks.

As a result, the Iranian team attacked several times in a row without even touching the edge of the penalty area of ​​the Chinese team.

In desperation, Blazevic also made substitution adjustments to further strengthen the Iranian team's frontcourt attack.

Can't attack for a long time, the score is behind, plus all kinds of pressure in the pre-match game.

The Iranian team finally reached the brink of collapse.

Especially after the second substitution failed, the players became restless one by one.

I can't wait to enter the hinterland of the Chinese team single-handedly, and see the Chinese team beheaded like chopping vegetables.

But in fact, how can the Chinese team be so easy to mess with?
On the other hand, the Chinese team, after becoming a lone striker, counterattacked more times.

Taking advantage of Iran's mistakes, he often played a sharp counterattack, attacked the Iranian team's penalty area several times, and even formed a shot.

This made Iran even more frustrated.

They replaced both forwards, and the number of offenses obtained was more than when the two forwards were there.

Isn't this humiliating again?
Finally, in the 72nd minute, an Iranian attack advanced to the front of the Chinese team's penalty area.

Faced with the opponent's reckless dribbling, Li Tie made a decisive grab and succeeded, and gave the ball to Zhang Ran who was further ahead.

Zhang Ran took the ball with his back and faced the Iranian defender, trying to get rid of it.

Seeing that he was about to break through the opponent's defense, Karimi suddenly rushed from the side and knocked Zhang Ran to the ground.

The referee immediately blew his whistle.

But after the whistle blew, Karimi still didn't stop and kicked the ball roughly.

boom!
The ball hit Zhang Ran's body all of a sudden, and then soared into the sky.

This time, the stadium exploded directly.

"Eh?"

"The Iranian players are starting to get a little irrational."

"It's Karimi."

"After the referee whistled, Karimi kicked the ball on Zhang Ran as if venting his anger!"

"It was a very bad foul."

"Li Tie rushed up, and he pushed Karimi away."

"And Zheng Zhi, the two newly replaced players look a little grumpy!"

"To control our emotions, we can't change our reason into nothing"

As Li Tie and Zheng Zhi pushed Karimi aside one by one, the smell of gunpowder on the court immediately became intense.

Neither of them are shy people.

It is true that the Persians are strong, but the two of them are not fuel-efficient lamps.

Facing more Iranian players rushing up, the two stood in front of Zhang Ran, one on the left and one on the right.

".The emotions of the players on both sides are a little out of control. At this time, our players must remain calm."

"We are now in the lead, and the advantage is on our side, so we should exercise restraint as much as possible."

The referee stepped forward and finally separated the players from both sides.

Even so, the clamor of Li Tie and Zheng Zhi could still be heard when the TV was turned up.

Many of them are mixed with a few standard national curses, as well as Persian that no one can understand.

"These two boys can't do anything else, but booing and fighting are No. 1."

Beside the court, Zeng Zheng pursed his lips and took a sip of juice.

Those curse words in Persian were given to them word by word by him just now.

The two were also unambiguous, and directly taught these Iranian players word by word.

Can the opponent not blow up?

He was already holding back his anger, but now he was provoked by Li Tie and Zheng Zhi.

The Iranian team couldn't hold back directly.

Touch porcelain success!

Soon, under Zeng Zheng's order, Zhang Ran, who fell to the ground, waited until the team doctor came on the field before reluctantly getting up.

Although Li Tie and Zheng Zhi were dragged behind by their teammates, they rolled up half of their sleeves to their shoulders in front of more than [-] fans, and then showed their biceps to the fullest.

"Ah, here." Huang Jianxiang was confused.

In the camera, Li Tie and Zheng Zhi, who were pulled away, stopped arguing and screaming.

But the poses they posed next caused Huang Jianxiang's jaw to drop to the ground.

I saw the two of them posing slowly like bodybuilders, showing off their muscles.

The team members on the side are not so much "struggling", but more like "security guards" in a circle, showing the "SHOW" of the two to the audience.

What is this called?
This is called killing you while you are sick!

What I am best at is adding fuel to the fire!

Needless to say, Zeng Zheng came up with this bad move again.

In this way, Zhang Ran was humming, haha, hey, with the support of the team doctor, while Li Tie and Zheng Zhi silently turned into "gypsum giants", slowly imitating the bodybuilders on TV and changing positions.

The Iranian team members on the opposite side scolded the sky, and the two of them remained motionless.

The referee couldn't help it.

You did not let them speak, now they are silent;
You don't let them do it, and now you don't even extend your middle finger.

Just stand still and do a few "stretches".

Can you just treat him as a warm-up when he just plays?

Is it possible that you still draw cards because of his pose?

Seeing that the Chinese players stopped causing trouble, the referee freed up his hand and began to make penalties one by one.

The sound of "red card" from thousands of Chinese fans did not reach the ears of the referee.

In such a terrifying home court for Azadi, the situation on the court is like this.

In consideration of his personal safety, the referee did not take out the red card in the end.

Zeng Zheng curled his lips and snorted softly when he saw that Karimi who kicked people maliciously just got a yellow card that didn't hurt.

"Xiao Tao, come here!"

"Go and talk to that fourth official."

"I refuse to accept, I want to protest, I want to..."

"Fuck!"

"You take this juice."

"It's better for me to go out in person!"

After finishing speaking, Zeng Zheng stuffed the juice into Han Tao's hand.

He unbuttoned his shirt, took a deep breath, put on a run-up posture, and rushed to the fourth official in front of the players' tunnel.

"Hey! Referee! What do you mean?"

"Such an obvious favoritism?"

"This is not a red card?"

"Fuck!"

"I will definitely appeal to the AFC after the game."

"You, you, you, and you, none of you can escape!"

"Do you still want to be a referee in the future?"

"There is no door!!!"

Facing Zeng Zheng's aggressiveness, neither the border judge nor the fourth official remained silent.

Offending Zeng Zheng, the most is to be punished by the AFC;
But offended the Iranian fans at home, they might not see the sun tomorrow.

Zeng Zheng understands the practices of these referees, but it does not mean that he agrees with them.

In other words, he also hoped to take this opportunity to make a big fuss.

Anyway, there's only so much time left.

We are not in a hurry.

The longer the game is interrupted, the better for us.

In this way, after resolving the dispute on the court, the referees tried to persuade Zeng Zheng for nearly a minute, and then "quelled" the commotion.

"Zhang Ran stood up, it seems that there is no major problem."

"The game resumes."

"Blazevic is going to make the last substitution adjustment here, and it looks like he is going to make a last-ditch effort."

"The score on the field is still 2-0. Although the Chinese team leads by two goals, in fact, the Chinese team actually leads by 2.5 goals."

"Because for the Iranian team, it's not enough for them to chase two goals, at most it's just a draw."

"A draw means qualifying for the Chinese team."

Speaking of this, Huang Jianxiang himself sighed softly.

A tie is a qualifying match.

Today, this sentence has finally become an advantage, not a "weird talk".

After Blazevic made substitutions, Zeng Zheng also made substitution adjustments.

With a two-goal lead, Zeng Zheng did not continue to strengthen his defense, but replaced Li Jinyu with Yu Genwei, who hadn't been used much before.

Yu Genwei from TEDA was very excited after playing.

He never expected to come to Tehran.

Being able to play, I didn't even dare to think about it.

When he really stepped on the turf, Yu Genwei Pao immediately turned into a wild horse that had run away, and had a good time.

Maybe it was due to the pressure of the fans, maybe it was a coincidence.

The Iranian team, which was cornered, really scored at the last moment of the game.

In the 79th minute, Hashmian, who came off the bench, cooperated with Aziz on the right, and the latter sent a low pass.

Ali Dei in the middle missed on purpose, and Estili, who followed behind, volleyed directly with his right foot, piercing through the gate guarded by Ou Chuliang.

2:1.

The Iranian players looked serious, holding the ball from the net and hurried to the midfield.

After pulling back a goal, the Iranian team's offensive resumed.

Amidst the hustle and bustle of the audience, they began to attack the Chinese team's goal again and again.

First, Aziz sent another cross from the right, and Ali Daei followed up with the volley, but the angle was too straight and was blocked by Ou Chuliang.

Then it was Madavikia's long shot, trying to open the door of the Chinese team directly from the wing again.

But this time, Ou Chuliang behaved extremely bravely.

A single punch blocked the ball off the crossbar.

Time passed by, until the fourth official on the sidelines raised a sign showing "4".

Zeng Zheng pouted.

4 minutes of added time?

You are really towards the home team!
But Zeng Zheng was not worried at all.

With an advantage of "1.5" goals, you Iranian team really think you can complete a comeback?

"Humph!"

"Instead of believing that you really have that ability, you might as well believe that you bribed the referee!"

Zeng Zheng snorted softly and went straight to the beach chair.

Close your eyes and wait for the game to end.

But at the moment Zeng Zheng "lay down", the whistle sounded on the court.

"Beep!!!"

Zeng Zheng opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the referee pointing at the penalty.

What the fuck? !
penalty?

Seeing the referee award a penalty to the Iranian team, Zeng Zheng's eyes almost popped out.

Not just Zeng Zheng.

Everyone on the bench realized the seriousness and rushed to the sidelines.

Fans from both sides in the stands also went crazy.

The entire Azadi Stadium was boiling.

"Fuck!"

"Is it really what I said?"

"Did you really bribe the referee?"

"I still remember the fact that I didn't give the red card before!"

"Give another penalty to the Iranian team now?"

"You guys are too ugly to eat, aren't you?!"

Zeng Zheng was so angry that he jumped on his feet.

But there is no one around him who can let him vent.

The line referee had already realized how scary he was, so he hid far away.

The fourth official was also like a turtle, hiding behind the crowd with a short body.

"Oh?"

"Not good!"

"It turned out to be a penalty kick!"

Huang Jianxiang's voice was also full of surprise.

"Li Weifeng did a good job on this ball. His arm didn't leave his body. How can it count as a penalty?"

In the slow-motion replay, Aziz's cross just hit Li Weifeng's valgus elbow and changed direction.

Although Li Weifeng's hands were not behind his back at that time, his arms were not spread out either.

It can be said that this is also a standard arm fit.

But even so, the referee still reluctantly awarded the home team a penalty.

After Zeng Zheng yelled at the sidelines to no avail, he raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at the VIP stand.

"I heard that people from Ya Zhulian and International Zhulian are here for this competition?"

While other colleagues were still clamoring for injustice, Zeng Zheng took the lead in calming down and talking to himself.

"Then it's not surprising."

"tsk tsk"

Recalling the lottery results of the top ten competition, Zeng Zheng suddenly realized what happened today.

There were signs of this in the Big Ten lottery when I was a child.

The Chinese team is the only one in Asia, which has created a "sense of crisis" for Yazhulian, which has always pursued the restraint of east and west.

First, "arrange" Saudi Arabia, a rich man in West Asia, to "walk out", and then arrange Iran, a powerful enemy, as a stumbling block for the Chinese team.

Even in order to free Iran to deal with the Chinese team, even Iraq was assigned to another group.

Coupled with today's referee's penalty that is clearly biased towards the home team.

Yazhulian's thinking is like Sima Zhao's heart, everyone knows it!

After thinking it over, Zeng Zheng calmed down immediately.

Sighing, he smiled wryly to himself.

"Boss Zeng, there is obviously something wrong with the referee!"

I didn't find out after playing most of the game, but it stumbled the Chinese team at the last moment.

Han Tao was so angry that his chest heaved continuously.

I can't wait for Zeng Zheng to report this matter to Ya Zhulian immediately.

"Xiao Tao, forget it."

Zeng Zheng replied lazily.

"Eh? Boss Zeng, what's wrong with you? This is not your character! Are you going to let them go like this? This is a dunk for us! If this penalty is scored."

Seeing Zeng Zheng suddenly "shrink his head" at this moment, Han Tao was bewildered.

"I remember something the leader said."

Zeng Zheng said slowly, "All reactionaries are paper tigers."

The reactionaries are paper tigers is what the leader said.

Think carefully about the experience of the Chinese team in previous World Cups.

It's not so much that it's always the last move, it's better to say that I don't have that strength yet!
Conversely, if you have absolute strength, what if you "mistake" in one or two places?

The strong, the number of trial and error is much more than the weak!
"Let him go!"

Zeng Zheng closed his eyes and even sang a southern tune.

"It's a blessing, not a curse. A disaster can't be avoided."

At this moment, another roar came from the Azadi Stadium.

This time, it was more like a scream.

Before Zeng Zheng opened his eyes, he heard Han Tao screaming in his ear.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"Zengtou, Zengtou!!!"

"It's out! It's out!"

"Ou Chuliang saved the ball!!!"

Zeng Zheng opened his eyes.

He saw Ou Chuliang, who was hugged by the players in front of the goal, the ball that had already rolled out of the baseline, and Ali Daiyi, who was kneeling in front of the penalty spot and buried his face in his hands.

Can't help but spit out:

"MD, Sand Sculpture Iran Team, it's useless to give you a chance!"

"Can't even score a penalty?"

"Trash, shit!"

Afterwards, Zeng Zheng looked at the red flags dancing vigorously in the stands, and couldn't help sighing:

"It seems that our strength is really enough!"