Grass roots glory

Chapter 685 Could have won (two in one chapter, 4000 words)
Although Chen Pengfei won the opportunity to set the ball for the Chinese team near the penalty area, he faced this opportunity and decisively gave way to Zhou Tiancheng in front of the ball.

"Brother Cheng, come here."

Zhou Tiancheng smiled, and gave him a slight push: "You might as well do it together, anyway, you're in top form today."

Chen Pengfei directly pressed Zhou Tiancheng in front of the ball, and grinned: "Brother Cheng, don't flatter me, can you? It's okay for me to do something that I can't accept and do it hard. This kind of technical work... Brother Cheng, you can do it." Don't say no, we're running out of time."

Zhou Tiancheng stood in front of the ball, close to the left side of the penalty area, at an angle of about 45 degrees, which was not an excellent direct shooting angle.

When he was standing in front of the ball, He Wei interpreted from the commentary: "Zhou Tiancheng is going to take the set kick himself. Is he planning to shoot directly? The angle is not too good. It might be better to let Zheng Zhilai, he should Go for points, press Silva, interfere with Cesar..."

He Wei's design is indeed more reasonable. It can be seen that he really understands the ball, but it can only be said that he has fallen into the inertia of conventional thinking.

Zhou Tiancheng gently rubbed the arc and crossed the Brazilian team's human wall with almost no difficulty. At an angle that was not directly facing the goal, the Brazilian team only arranged for two short players to line up the human wall. People like Thiago Silva, Paulinho, and David Luiz are all waiting in the penalty area to compete for the top.

But they won't have another chance.

Zhou Tiancheng used the arch of his foot to create an arc of inward rotation, directly heading for the far post of the goal!
When Cesar saw the ball coming, he immediately made a flying movement, but his position was not good. Standing in the middle of the goal, facing the ball flying towards the far corner at high speed, he could only have more than enough energy.

Almost all the commentators opened their mouths wide open, and many commentators jumped up directly, watching the ball bounce lightly against the inside of the post at an ingenious angle, and fly into the goal with a slight rebound.

Although the German team did not participate in the Confederations Cup, ZDF has never missed such a high-level global competition.After all, the participating teams are almost all potential opponents of the German team for the World Cup championship.Zhou Tiancheng's goal directly caused the old acquaintance Marcel Leif to explode in decibels instantly——

"GOOOOOOOAL!!! This is Zhou! This is Zhou! He hasn't had any highlights in the past hour, but what does it matter? He is still him, and he is a killer! This is the real Mr. Golden Globe! Leave The real hero is the one who can shoulder the responsibilities in the national team after joining the club!"

Although Marcel Leff's words sounded to the taste of Chinese fans, they were cruel in comparison-the Argentine one sounded heartbroken, and the Portuguese one felt dejected.

The CCTV commentary here is naturally excited. Although He Wei's judgment was slapped in the face by the speed of light, he didn't feel embarrassed at all. Wang can't speculate with common sense."

Xu Yang laughed at the side: "Now that the pressure is on Scolari's side, the old man is probably confused. How is this different from the Chinese team I know? Haha!"

The cheers in the stands were obviously more enthusiastic than Chen Pengfei's goal just now. Everyone was waiting for this moment.

The king of the ball shows off his power!

Why is the atmosphere in the stands so warm?Because Zhou Zhenyong and his group of Zhou Tiancheng's exclusive fan group all jumped up at this moment, waving the banners in their hands, and their momentum was not even inferior to the "China Red" fan club next door, which had several times more people than them.

Zhou Zhenyong watched his old classmate puff up his cheeks, jumped up from his seat, and shouted, "Oh, shit! Damn! You're so awesome, I'm indeed brother Cheng!"

Zhou Zhenyong was listening to his old classmate call his son Brother in the stands not far away, he really couldn't hold back, and spit out, he secretly shouted in his heart: Come on, bald man, call him Dad!

Seeing him staring at him and smiling, the old classmate grinned slightly: "Old Zhou, I knew you were bragging. You are not excited about Zhou Tiancheng scoring a goal. You are not even an iron rod. You can help me get Zhou Tiancheng." autograph?I believe you ghost ah!
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Scolari's performance on the coach's bench was roughly the same as Xu Yang's description. He stretched his head and widened his eyes. After a few seconds, he made a gesture of waving his palms—the old man probably wanted to pull the starting defenders over. Give me a slap.

The Brazilian fans probably never thought that they would face such a situation, and the anxiety flooded to their faces almost instantly.

The anxious waiting in their hearts was exactly the same as that of Joao Pierre.

"Chou Tiancheng can stand up to help the Chinese team. Brazil also needs heroes now? When will Neymar show his talent? The Chinese should not be the protagonists in this arena! What Neymar represents is the real talent!"

To some extent, Neymar is under more pressure than Zhou Tiancheng.

Although Zhou Tiancheng's teammates are not top-notch, Chinese fans have not raised their expectations for the World Cup very high. After so many years of trough, most fans have long been Buddhists. Thinking of the memory of the first World Cup However, the psychological state of Chinese fans is actually far less crazy than the media. The so-called pretending to be pigs and eating tigers is just a joke. The attitude of old fans is just two words-follow the fate.

But the environment Neymar faces is not so easy. The teammates around him, according to the standards of Brazilian football, have long been unable to be regarded as peerless geniuses, but the great trust placed on him by Brazilian fans is to let him do what he once dreamed of. The "3R" combination can only do things together.

As long as they fall behind, the first thing they think of must be Neymar.

But today Neymar is destined to be heavily guarded. Zhou Tiancheng physically entangled with him in the middle. Feng is not as reasonable as Zhou Tiancheng.

No matter how good the technique is, it can be knocked down with one kick!
Neymar was kicked a few times in a row, and he became angry. After getting up, he chased Zheng Zhi directly to settle the score. Zhou Tiancheng also wanted to step up to take the lead for Zheng Zhi, but Zheng Zhi went around and walked away from the referee. .

Seeing that the black-clothed judge was here, Thiago Silva and several old players hurriedly pulled Neymar, stop rushing forward, it is not worth getting a yellow card.

Of course, Neymar could only bear it, but he pointed at Zheng Zhi with his finger, and then glanced at Zhou Tiancheng who was staring at him, which means that he has no chance to fuck you like a gangster in the society, but the scene has to be left behind: You're so ruthless, don't let me catch you next time!

Zhou Tiancheng walked over with a smile: "Brother Zhi!"

Thumbs up, secretly praised in my heart: Old fried dough stick!

Zheng Zhi smiled, "He wants to pick on me, and I won't give him a chance."

Zhou Tiancheng laughed: "That's right, who is Brother Zhi, we're lucky if we don't trouble him, otherwise let him be Zheng Zhihua... Right, that's what happened to Cisse back then."

"Uh..." Zheng Zhi touched his nose, this time it was his turn to be embarrassed, and quickly explained: "That was an accident, an accident, you must not have the intention of harming others. But we will never jump into a hole dug by others."

Zheng Zhi had a smile on his face, in fact he is not such a talkative person.Among the active local players, he has the characteristics of a ball bully.After being the captain of the national team for so many years, if you want to say who is he afraid of on the field?
If he still wears the captain's armband, he will definitely rush to teach this little Brazilian how to be a man if he is taken just now.

But now... Firstly, he has no such responsibility, and secondly, he knows that in a situation where the score is ahead, what Zhou Tiancheng wants is to win the game in a safe and sound manner, so he evades first, with the first principle of avoiding conflicts.

If you are a fan who is familiar with Zheng Zhi, you will definitely feel that this scene has subverted your cognition.Is there a time when the boss is afraid?
It's just that everyone wanted to keep this victory in their pockets, but the Chinese team still didn't hold on to their advantage until the end. When the game lasted to 77 minutes, the Brazilian team still seized the opportunity.

It is still the defense team from the right.In the counterattack, Hulk received a pass from the midfielder and directly waded into the penalty area. He knocked on Hernanes who followed up in the middle. The first shot was blocked by the Chinese defender, but the ball just bounced inside. Mal's feet.

"Neymar!!!" Joao Pierre yelled, his buttocks had already left the commentator's seat, and he jumped up suddenly.

Neymar finally got his chance to perform in front of goal.I have to say that the young man is still very steady. When He Wei and Xu Yang had already shouted the word "Danger!", before he could take a shot, he tricked Ming Tao with a fake motion of spinning in circles, and then Push the ball gently into the dead corner in the opposite direction.

"Oh!" He Wei shook his head helplessly: "Neymar, let him seize the opportunity, but this doesn't prove how strong he is, it's just our side defense, which still exposed problems, and the center The gap is a bit big."

The fans in front of the TV complained about He Wei's nonsense, with Zhou Tiancheng here, can it be the same?

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Scolari clenched his fists and hugged Neymar tightly on the sidelines with a red face. He was very excited, but Lippi's expression became serious.

Re-kick-off, the game has been close to 10 minutes, at the last moment, the momentum of the Brazilian team has been fully up.Scolari asked the full-backs on both sides to push up as much as possible, and not fight with the Chinese team to penetrate the middle. The two goals have already made him understand that the side is the weakness of the Chinese team. Now that the effect has been achieved, why not hurry up? use?

As long as the side line of defense is penetrated, Zhou Tiancheng will also be forced to retreat to defend.

At the last moment, the Brazilian team found the scene they wanted - almost suppressing the Chinese team and frequently getting corner kicks.

When Scolari sat on the bench, he wiped the sweat from his forehead. If he could win, it would be an explanation.

But it has already failed, and the media will definitely find him trouble after the game - actually let the Chinese team score two goals? !
……

At the last moment, the hearts of all Chinese fans followed He Wei and Xu Yang's startled commentary.

"At the top of the arc, pay attention to the top of the arc, Oscar, shoot from a long distance! It's really hanging, it's only a little bit off, this position gives the opponent no chance to shoot!"

"Hulk has picked up his speed, it's dangerous, and he goes straight into the penalty area! Well done, Mingtao did a great job this time!"

The Chinese fans at the scene couldn't shout out any more, they were staring at the field, and more fans in front of the TV were already sweating in their palms.

This scene used to be very common. Although the opponents are different now, the Chinese team’s first show on behalf of Asia is definitely good enough for Brazil. In the 2006 World Cup group stage, they lost 1:4.The Chinese team is also the first team in Asia to be able to score two goals against Brazil in an international A-level event.

Although this is an "honor", Chinese fans now hope that the team can persevere until the end, not only scoring goals, but also scoring a point.

Now I don't dare to extravagantly ask for another goal. It seems that the scene does not allow it.

Persisting until the stoppage time, the referee team raised the stoppage time card, indicating that the stoppage time of the game was 3 minutes. In front of the Chinese team, Zheng Zhi just recovered and cut off the Brazilian team's right offensive, directly along the Chinese team. The left side of the team, close to the ground and sent to Chen Pengfei's feet.

Chen Pengfei started a wave of sprinting again, but when he rushed to the front of the penalty area, he paused for a while and observed the running position in the penalty area. Wu Sanshi just bypassed Silva, and Chen Pengfei tried to send him along the sidewalk. A straight pass into the penalty area.

This is not his specialty, but with a distance of only five meters, it is not difficult to push the ball up in a straight line.

"It's beautiful! There's a change, look at Wu Sanshi, single-handedly! Thiago Silva is behind him!"

After all, Thiago Silva is a central defender with a height of 1.8 meters. The turning speed is definitely not as fast as Wu Sanshi's straight-line acceleration as a small man, so he is half a body behind. At this moment, Wu Sanshi faced the opponent alone. Julio Cesar.

The opportunity is here!

All the Chinese fans stood up and watched Wu Sanshi kick up, exert strength, and explode the pole at close range!

"This ball is here!" Many fans subconsciously raised their arms.

However, the ball hit the crossbar firmly, accompanied by Cesar's flying save, which was very visually impactful, but the ball bounced at least two centimeters away from the goal line.

"Fuck! Fuck it!"

"What kind of footwork is this, shit!"

"What a crossbar! Another grandma can enter the series. Did Wu Sanshi buy the ball? Three meters in front of the goal, for a national team striker, it's not just once or twice, it's convincing!"

"Hahaha! I just won't enter, what can you do to me?"

It’s really nothing to do, but He Wei and Xu Yang sighed with regret: “Ah, what a pity, Sanshi lost again! Missed the lore goal! The Chinese team could kill the game with a sword, but Wu Sanshi also Can be a hero, but... alas!"

"It still needs practice. After all, Wu Sanshi is young, so it's hard for him to have Zhou Tiancheng's big heart."

Xu Yang sang the oboe with He Wei, but the media and fans didn't recognize it.

PS: The two-in-one chapter of 4000 words, today's update.

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