Grass roots glory

Chapter 483

For outsiders, there is no difference in the stands of Westphalia today. In any game, the atmosphere of Westphalia is the same, especially since it is always overcrowded. From entering the arena The South Stand, which will never stop until the end of the game, has always been like this. Westphalia has the reputation of being the number one devil's home stadium in Europe, which is largely due to the enthusiasm of these diehard fans.

But only the international students in the fan club know that watching the football in the future will definitely be more enjoyable. Under the leadership of Zhou Tiancheng's father, they vented all their enthusiasm and howled twice for Zhou Tiancheng's wonderful performance. more comfortable.

Didn't Zhou Zhenyong say that?let them shout!Let them howl!Everyone quickly discovered that although the uncle had a generation gap with everyone in terms of age, he was probably the craziest one standing on this court.Even these young people are not as good as him.

As the referee blew the opening whistle, the first (climax) (tide) of the warm-up in the stands has passed. Zhou Zhenyong just lay on the railing, staring at the field with burning eyes. He only had Zhou Tiancheng in his eyes. A tall frame wearing the number 10 jersey.

"Strike the ball, the movement is beautiful! Pass him, boy... oh, oh! Why pass the ball, get out of the way and just kick it!"

"Good shot, good shot, this time is your chance, boy, give it a kick!"

Boom!Zhou Tiancheng hit the crossbar with a long shot from outside the penalty area.

"Ah! My God, this beam with no eyes! Lower it a bit next time!"

Zhou Zhenyong is like those parents who watch their sons participate in exhibition games or trial training on the spot. The warm atmosphere of the stadium has completely activated his passion factor as an old fan.It's just that this scene can't help but laugh in the eyes of the young people around.

"Uncle, drink some water to moisten your throat." A young man behind handed over a bottle of mineral water he just bought.

"Uncle Zhou, take a break. This kind of opponent is not popular at all. Chengda University will definitely score goals. You don't have to worry."

Zhou Zhenyong took the mineral water with a smile, took a sip, and said: "Of course I know, he is my son, how can I not understand? You still don't understand, what you watch is not only the victory or defeat, but also the process, Enjoy the process, that's real football."

"Oh!" The surrounding fans all smiled and nodded.My heart is also convinced.It's no wonder that Chengda is so talented, and his father's rank as a fan is so awesome.

Hoffenheim is no longer the team that Rangnick worked on in previous seasons.Now they are not enough to pose a threat in terms of lineup configuration or head coach Stanislavski's on-the-spot command ability.In fact, Hoffenheim has only won two games in the last nine rounds, and it has been determined that this will be Stanislavski's last game in charge of Hoffenheim.During the coaching turmoil, it is even more difficult for Hoffenheim to overthrow Dortmund in an away game, not to mention that they have no such motivation at all.

As a guest at Westphalia, Stanislavski just wanted not to lose too much, so he directly put up a 5-4-1 defensive formation and defended intensively in the backcourt.

But for Dortmund, it was not too difficult to break up such a formation, and now with Royce, it can fully tear out the space.If Rangnick maintains the 4-3-3 formation of the year and the defensive-driven counterattack tactical style, it may still make Dortmund feel a little threatened.What Dortmund are most afraid of is this kind of turtle-shell defense. Zhou Tiancheng can constantly speed up the passing rate and concentrate on the offensive side. As long as a hole is torn in the defense line, it is only a matter of time before a goal is scored.It's like a hole is cut in an iron bucket, and the whole bucket of water will leak out, which is a waste of time.

No.205 minutes, Zhou Tiancheng received Royce's inverted triangle return pass, paused on the penalty area line, then dunked the ball to his right foot, lightly passed the ball to Barrios, and headed from close range The ball is thrown into the goal.

Unlike the sudden burst of cheers from the audience, Zhou Zhenyong just lay on the railing, raised his hands and clapped his hands.

Some people around expressed concern and asked him, thinking that he was tired. After all, it is exhausting to stand and watch the football. In fact, it was only because Zhou Tiancheng was not the one who scored the goal.Zhou Zhenyong was looking forward to the moment when he dodged the spike just now, but when his son chose to pass the ball in the end, he felt a little disappointed.

Being scored a goal made Hoffenheim even more frightened. Under Dortmund's high-intensity pressure, they didn't even have the idea or chance to counterattack.

The game scene was exactly as everyone expected, and the cheers also dropped a lot.

The only one who is dissatisfied with Dortmund is Klopp. After taking the lead, not only did he not pursue the victory, but he had already played half of the second half, and he still only led by one goal in 10 minutes. He couldn't sit still.

1:0 is the most dangerous score, and there is no room for mistakes. He feels that the players have not expanded their advantage for such a long time because the players are lax in their mentality.

It wasn't until the 807th minute when Zhou Tiancheng kicked the fallen leaf ball straight to the dead corner to seal the victory at the last moment that Klopp really laughed.

In the stands where the fans gathered, everyone roared out in an instant.

"Wow! Awesome!"

"Chengdu 666!"

"Bunker! Powerful and domineering!"

Zhou Zhenyong opened his mouth instantly, and jumped up suddenly: "Son, awesome! Hahaha! So handsome, oh!"

Zhou Zhenyong and Zhou Tiancheng raised their hands above their heads to celebrate at the same time, and the rhythm was almost in sync. Andres next to him swept his eyes to this side while celebrating, and happened to see Zhou Zhenyong's movement. Two points of doubt.

Although with his eyes, there is no difference when looking at Asians, just like Chinese people looking at African blacks, but he can still see the tacit understanding of movements, and he can't help wondering: Is it really Zhou Tiancheng's old man? dad?

"Ow!"

Because of being too excited, Zhou Zhenyong's leg hit the railing when he landed, and the pain was as severe as he jumped, and it directly reacted on him, making him squat in place in pain.

Seeing this, a few people nearby hurried over to care.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

"Uncle Zhou, slow down, does it matter?"

Everyone was a little nervous. After all, this was Chengda's father, and no one wanted to see the old man go wrong because he was watching the football with everyone.

Zhou Zhenyong stood up slowly, grinning in pain, but with a smile on his face: "Haha, it's okay, it's okay, accident, accident."

"Uncle, don't get too excited, this is just a routine operation of Chengda University, you have to be careful, we can't afford this body!" The boy who handed the water just now warned with a look of panic on his face.
Zhou Zhenyong looked at him sideways: "You mean I'm old?"

"Uh..." The boy thought to himself, he is not younger than us anyway, did he call you an uncle if he didn't hear it?

"Don't worry, I can still toss and move this old bone, I have to shout at this time! Hey! Keep going, keep walking, with the hope in your heart, you will never walk alone! You will never walk Walking alone..."

Zhou Zhenyong opened his arms and sang this classic melody to the rhythm of the audience.

The faces of the people around were speechless. They realized that they had completely miscalculated him. This madness even made them feel ashamed.

It really was Zhou Tiancheng's father.

My son is a leader on the court, and my son is a fan who can roar, dance, and toss better than these young people.

(End of this chapter)