i'm a superstar

Chapter 172 Could it be that God is teasing the Chinese team again?
Then, the Chinese team played a very threatening attack.

Zhang Han shifted in the middle, and Xiao received the ball on the left.He and Bo Yang played a wonderful two-for-one cooperation on the wing, and then went straight to the bottom and broke into the penalty area, passing the two in a row, and sent a half-high ball.

Balotelli rushed to catch up and formed a shot, which was slightly wide of the goal due to the reverse foot.

But even so, the fans in the auditorium applauded, and they climaxed again.

"Team China! Come on! Come on! Team China!"

Shouts like a tsunami drifted into the ears, and the players on the field became more energetic. Waves of offensives, the gorgeous offensive pressure made New Zealand breathless.

After several months of training and being the partner of Inter Milan's main team, these already talented players have finally undergone a sharp change, at least playing [-]% of the main team's level.

"This kid is really a good piece of midfielder. How could Guardiola let him play as a striker?"

Zhang Han was amazed to see that boy Bo Yang organized an attack in the frontcourt, as easy as Inesta.It's no wonder that this kid is produced by La Masia, and he played smoothly with the cooperation. It seems that the coach is right to place him in the midfield.

Seeing the Chinese team on the court, Zhang Han was very proud of his smooth offensive play.

Unfortunately, it didn't take long for him to be proud when he was overturned to the ground by a fierce tackle.

“Good shot! Great shot! Nice tackle by Nelson! No fouls at all!”

The on-site commentator shouted at the top of his voice, showing how much he felt relieved, but the referee on duty didn't seem to think so, and he decisively blew his whistle to signal New Zealand captain Nelson to foul with a tackle.

Zhang Han rolled on the ground for a long time, the performance was called a hard work, but when he peeped out from the fingertips of Professor Bu, he saw that the referee was not prepared to talk to him at all, so he could only resent Get up from the ground, it's too embarrassing.

"Boss, you are too good at acting!" Bashen chuckled beside him.

"I remember that it was your left leg that was obviously shoveled. Why are you holding your right leg and screaming there? Please, Zhang, explain to me." Bo Yang imitated the referee's tone and said solemnly.

The Chinese players on the court were all amused by this kid's sullenness.

"You don't understand this! I call it Wulitou. If Xingye's unique trick is not so obvious, what if the old man is fooled by the referee?"

Zhang Han bragged without shame and imitated the referee and gave Nelson a yellow card.

The referee awarded a free kick on the left side of the front field, a little far from the goal, and Boss took the penalty.

After the penalty whistle blew, Bosch took a free kick, and Bashen grabbed the first spot in the chaotic New Zealand penalty area.

However, he was pulled by the opponent's player and went wide, giving New Zealand a goal kick.

"Man-to-man defense!"

After the game started again, Zhang Han realized that something was wrong. The New Zealand captain, Nelson, was sticking to him like a piece of chewing gum.

Because the core was frozen, the Chinese team's offense became less smooth again.

Zhang Han finally realized what it means to be shameless. That guy is very experienced. He pulled the jersey, pushed his knees, and kicked his ankles. Anyway, he used all the movements that could be used.

However, the most irritating thing is that they were able to hide it from the eyes of the referee, which made Zhang Han, whose toe was trampled sorely, burst into anger.

This was an extremely dangerous signal. Sure enough, at the 35th minute of the first half, the Chinese team's offense weakened, and New Zealand's offense began to play vigorously.

"storm!"

Keenly aware of the changes in the form on the court, Rogers, the head coach of the Chinese national team on the coach's bench, couldn't sit still.

"It seems that they are not unprepared! They want to use the last period of the first half to attack." The assistant coach next to him analyzed, "Should I tell the players on the field to let them concentrate."

"No, I'll go!" Rogers said.

It's a pity that before he got up from the coach's bench, the situation on the court changed suddenly. New Zealand took advantage of the moment when the Chinese players relaxed and scored a goal.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"

The on-site commentator roared hard.

"Brilliant, a wonderful goal, our hero, Fa-lun!"

Another narrator stretched out his voice, screaming desperately.

"Fallon! Fallon!  …"

The New Zealand fans, who had been depressed since the beginning, seemed like an active volcano, finally found a breakthrough, and burst into a powerful flame in an instant.

Zhang Han looked helplessly at the New Zealand players celebrating wildly there, led by Fallon, who just sent a powerful header into the goal of the Chinese team.

"Listen to me, focus, if they score again, we're screwed!"

Zhang Han was really angry this time. There were seven or eight people defending in the penalty area of ​​the Chinese team, but that Falun easily completed the header without any interference. Who cares about this matter? body, he was annoyed.

The players bowed their heads one by one.Indeed, they were dazzled by the two leading goals and were a little relaxed, but at this moment, they encountered a fatal blow from their opponents.

"Okay! My apologies! Anyway, I shouldn't have sweared!"

Zhang Han felt that the scolding was a bit too much, so he said hastily.

"Captain! I'm sorry, it's our fault!..." A group of players came out and apologized.

"Okay! I accept your apology!" Zhang Han smiled brilliantly.

In the last 10 minutes of the first half, the situation on the field changed drastically. New Zealand, who scored a goal, became even more crazy and bombarded the Chinese team's position.

They spared no effort to press crazily, and just like the previous game, they used the simplest and most British-style long pass to lob the Chinese team.

The first half, the first half ended in such a depressed and depressing situation.

At this time, including Zhang Han, all the Chinese team players could hardly cheer up, and walked to the locker room with their heads down.

And the Chinese fans at the scene were even more worried. They, they saw, the players of the Chinese team were fighting hard on the field, and they were fiercely tackled down again and again, and they got up again and again to continue dribbling.

They saw faint blood stains on Zhang Han's white socks, saw Balotelli's jersey was torn open, and saw Bosch walking with a limp, but, but these iron bones The clanking players just lost the first half, why, why?

Experienced fans even began to have bad associations. Could it be that God is teasing the Chinese team again?
The hearts of the fans are heavy, as if a big rock has been crushed, making them unable to breathe.

(End of this chapter)