Grass roots glory

Chapter 982
Wu Sanshi accurately judged the route of Zhou Tianchang's pass during the running process. Jiang Hao, who also advanced at a high speed, attracted most of the opponent's attention. He burst out from the middle of the South Korean team's defense and headed the ball from close range. It smashed through the goal guarded by Kim Seung-kui.

After scoring the goal, Wu Sanshi waved his palms excitedly. Being able to score a goal in the Asian Cup final is one of the most important moments in Wu Sanshi's career.

More excited than him were the fans of the Chinese team jumping up and down in the stands, including He Wei in the commentary booth.

"Although Zhou Tiancheng didn't score a goal, he rarely showed his world-class stunts in Australia, but this is the current self-confidence and our strength. This is not a one-man national team, but he is still the most important one. one."

After Wu Sanshi scored a goal, he ran over to give Zhou Tiancheng a high-five excitedly. At this time, Sun Xingmin just turned back and passed him. Seeing the two clapping again, he let out a cold snort proudly.

He does not admit defeat, nor can he.

Even though he had seen Zhou Tiancheng's strength when he first debuted a few years ago, he knew the gap in his heart, but he is now the number one star of the South Korean team, and Sun Xingmin has gradually understood how to be a leader.You can't lose momentum at any time.

Wu Sanshi, who was extremely excited, didn't hear the cold snort, but Zhou Tiancheng heard it clearly. He turned his head and glanced at Sun Xingmin, with a faint smile on his face.

"What's the matter, Brother Cheng?" Wu Sanshi also asked excitedly at this time.

Zhou Tiancheng raised his neck, and pointed in the direction of Sun Xingmin: "See, there are people who disagree with us!"

Wu Sanshi turned his head and looked, and laughed: "This grandson... I guess I will doubt life in my heart at this moment. What about Zhou Tiancheng who was promised? What about the champion? Whoever comes out of the relegation team will give it to him." Fucked, haha."

Zhou Tiancheng squinted his eyes slightly to hear Wu Sanshi hurting the opponent, and couldn't help but said: "The relegation team? The Spaniard? Are you sure?"

Wu Sanshi nodded emphatically: "We are the relegation team, and we have never won the championship. What is the difference between No.12 and No. [-]?"

Zhou Tiancheng laughed, and patted him heavily on the shoulder: "Well, even if this is the case, it's not easy for the relegation team to be the champion!"

Wu Sanshi smiled awkwardly: "Me? Ball king? Brother Cheng, don't hurt me, okay?"

"Didn't everyone call you the King of Martial Arts before? Don't think I don't know. There is also a nickname, Nuclear Weapon 7... Well, it sounds a bit more domineering."

The game did not deviate from everyone's expectations at all. After the first scoring, the mentality of the players on the field became more relaxed.There is plenty of time to play slowly with the opponent, and now the pressure is on the side of the Korean team.

On the other hand, the South Korean team's obvious mentality imbalance began to get into the horns. Gu Zizhe and Ji Chengyong both took the ball and gave it to Sun Xingmin. Can't be trusted anymore.Lee Jae-sung on the other wing had no chance to get the ball at all.

Stillik was anxious to watch off the field again. Although the players implemented his tactics thoroughly, he never said that he would fight with a wing, not to mention that Zhou Tiancheng obviously started to take special care of Sun Xingmin. .

Although it depends on the role of the core players, it is not used in this way, right?

However, Sun Xingmin doesn't care about so much now. He understands his responsibilities, so he very much hopes that his teammates will continue in this way.

He wants to show his value. Zhou Tiancheng has not shot a goal so far, and the Chinese team is still leading. After all, he is still a striker. If he can't show his value in this area, why should he live up to such high expectations?

He didn't believe that the gap between himself and Zhou Tiancheng was really that big. As long as he could get the ball, he didn't believe that he still had no advantage with his explosive power on the wing.

But the problem now is that he has Zhou Tiancheng behind him, and Zhang Linpeng in front of him is obviously motivated and energetic. It is not easy for Sun Xingmin to get the ball under the double-team.

After finally taking advantage of the chance of the sideline ball in the front court, Sun Xingmin had a chance to get the ball. The moment he got the ball, Sun Xingmin flicked the ball to the outside, and used his body to forcefully squeeze Zhang Linpeng in front of him.After all, Zhou Tiancheng is only assisting in defense, and it is impossible to come up to help at the first moment all the time.

However, seeing that Zhou Tiancheng quickly caught up, Sun Xingmin gritted his teeth and accelerated towards the baseline like an angry bull. In two or three steps, he was already outside the penalty area.

Sun Xingmin's explosive power is really strong, Zhou Tiancheng can only follow him with all his strength, and hand over the penalty area to his teammates.In terms of explosive power, he is the only one who can not suffer one-on-one, and no one else can.

However, Zhou Tiancheng was not a full-back. Seeing Sun Xingmin near the bottom line of the penalty area preparing to fake the ball and cut in, Zhou Tiancheng blinked and came up with a trick.

He suddenly opened his mouth and said loudly in German: "Come on, can you do it? Compete with me, I'm right here!"

He was sure that Sun Xingmin could hear and understand. Sure enough, Sun Xingmin was not mentally prepared for being so stimulated by Zhou Tiancheng, and he paused for a second when he was about to change direction.

This is the opportunity!

Zhou Tiancheng was not a full-back. What he was worried about was that Sun Xingmin's continuous change of direction and acceleration after taking the ball might make him lose his rhythm. He will not give the other party a second chance.

Sun Xingmin realized that he had been tricked when he came back to his senses. He was a little annoyed, so he pushed Zhou Tiancheng.He wants to let out a sigh of relief, but also needs it tactically. He must stop Zhou Tiancheng from passing the ball at the first time, otherwise the Chinese team may have another counterattack.

The on-duty referee Irmatov came over and just warned Sun Xingmin. After all, it was not too serious. After all, Sun Xingmin was relatively restrained. His performance, at least superficially, is a little more majestic than the average Korean player.

However, his face was gloomy, and he pulled Zhou Tiancheng up just to have a chance to demonstrate to Zhou Tiancheng at close range.

"You are indeed very powerful, but do you think I can't do it?"

Zhou Tiancheng grinned and spread his hands: "Can you kill Bayern Dortmund? Ha ha."

Sun Xingmin was angry for a while: "You think I can't do it. To be honest, Zhou, you are my goal, but I don't like you being so arrogant. I will definitely surpass you."

Zhou Tiancheng's face immediately became sullen, am I crazy?

I gave you a face. As an opponent, it's not bad if you don't slap your face. I want you to like it.

"Hehe, there are many people who want to surpass me... I'm waiting for you in the Premier League. If you think you are qualified, come here."

Sun Xingmin actually nodded his head heavily, and he didn't realize that Zhou Tiancheng was smiling with obvious sarcasm.

(End of this chapter)