World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 103 Rebellious Nigeria

"An off-court reason? What off-court reason?" Jin Chi and the two asked hastily.

Zeng Zheng calmly took out a newspaper from his backpack.

"Here, this is the local newspaper in France these days."

As he spoke, Zeng Zheng pointed to a "1 to 3" score and said.

"In the last group match, the reason why Nigeria was beaten so badly by Uruguay is entirely because their country is in turmoil."

"They Zhuxie took this opportunity not only not to increase the bonus, but also to cancel the original bonus."

"Tell me, who among them can play football with peace of mind under such circumstances?"

Looking at the pictures in the newspaper, the two of Jin Chi suddenly realized.

"So that's how it is!" Chi Shangbin sighed.

"Ah! The soldiers are fighting in front, but the logistics are lagging behind."

"No wonder Nigeria's combat effectiveness is so weak."

"If you think about it this way, it's better for the country to be unified and stable!" Jin Zhiyang also sighed with emotion.

No matter how incompetent Zhu Xie is, at least it won't let this happen to the team.

You must know that when it became professional in 93, Zhuxie only got the final 100W allocation.

This money is not only used for professional leagues, but also for women's football, youth training, etc.

What is this 100W enough for?

As a result, Xu Fang was stunned to fight his way out of the predicament.

Signed a five-year sponsorship contract with IMG with a five-member negotiating team, which allowed the league to operate normally.

Today, when the national team travels to other countries, they can charter flights.

This money was not allocated from above, it was all raised little by little!
"Since Nigeria's rear is on fire, don't we win?"

"Then who knows?" Zeng Zheng spread his hands.

"It's just a ball."

"With Nigeria's ability, it is fully capable of equalizing the score in an instant and then achieving a lead."

"Maybe they deliberately kicked it out in the first half to threaten the domestic bamboo shoes!"

Zeng Zheng's word became a prophecy.

It really is so.

At this time, in the Nigerian locker room, many international footballers sat up straight, sitting upright, waiting anxiously for something.

Milu in a yellow robe leaned forward, resting his chin with his right hand, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Although he is the head coach of Nigeria, Milu is more like an outsider at the moment.

At this moment, footsteps came from outside the door.

Captain Okchuku stood up immediately, just in time to look at the team leader who pushed the door.

"How?" Okchuku asked anxiously.

The leader, who was ashamed, lowered his head and shook his head.

"Fuck!"

Okchuku cursed and kicked over the trash can at his feet.

"MD, I didn't expect these guys to be so greedy!"

"Not only don't add the front, but also don't give it if you agree!"

"He NND, I will stop kicking, stop kicking!"

"Yes, stop kicking!"

"Let's lose to the Chinese team and let the Chinese team enter the quarterfinals!"

"Let's see who loses face in the end!"

The team members were excited, swearing, and wished to rush out to find FIFA to withdraw immediately.

Seeing this, the team leader hurried to appease everyone.

"Don't worry, don't worry."

"There is something to discuss!"

"Just a phone call."

"The other side said that we need to add up."

"You can't waste such a good opportunity and a bright future just to get angry!"

The team leader talked nonsense, and with Milu helping to dissuade them, he managed to appease the members of the Zongni Kingdom.

Seeing that the bell was about to ring in the second half, Okchuku finally took a deep breath and made the decision for the whole team.

"Mr. Barra."

"What's the matter, you said."

"I'm really sorry. The situation of bamboo shoes in our country has led to this embarrassing situation. On behalf of Nigerian bamboo shoes, I apologize to you. The loss to the Chinese team is not a problem of your advice, it is entirely our problem!"

Saying that, Okchuku bowed deeply to Milu.

"Get up, get up, this matter has nothing to do with your players!" Milu sighed, "As long as you can finish the game normally, I won't force the rest."

"If it's just to finish the game, then no problem!" Okchuku nodded.

At this moment, he has made up his mind.

Use the defeat of the Chinese team in the World Cup to strongly protest against their own corrupt bamboo shoes!

The 15 minutes of intermission passed quickly.

When the players appeared on the field again, the Chinese fans in the stands once again burst into applause.

"Team China, come on!"

"Team China, come on!"

The fans were extremely excited.

45 minutes!

In just 45 minutes, the Chinese team will create Asian history and write an oriental myth!

The camera was also given to Zeng Zheng on the sidelines at the right time.

He pinched his waist with his hands and wore sunglasses, making it difficult to see the expression on his face.

"The players on both sides have already stood in their respective positions, and the game will start at any time." Huang Jianxiang's voice was still full of passion.

"During the intermission, neither side made substitution adjustments."

"It seems that the coaches of both sides trust the starting players on the field."

"Okay, the referee blew the whistle in his mouth, and the second half of the game officially started!"

"Good morning, fans and friends in front of the TV. This is the Saint-Denis Stadium in France. Now we are broadcasting for you the second half of the No.16 World Cup quarter-finals, China against Nigeria."

"After 45 minutes of competition in the first half, the Chinese team is currently leading 1-0."

"But then the Nigerian team, the last Olympic champion, launched a fierce counterattack, and almost broke through the gate of the Chinese team several times."

"Through the efforts of the goalkeeper and defenders of the Chinese team, the score was kept."

"Next, let's see if the coaches of both sides will make any new adjustments in terms of tactics."

"China Attacks"

"Shensi sent a straight plug"

"The Legend of Sun Jihai."

"Eh???"

"Ah, it's almost!!!"

From Huang Jianxiang's voice, it's not hard to hear how regretful he is.

Sun Jihai's biography is a bit off.

But the hit was right on the sidelines, just over the head of Nigerian goalkeeper Rufi, and hit the crossbar with a "bang".

If this ball is lower, it can definitely be called a "fairy ball".

Maybe you can compete for the best goal of this World Cup!

In the stands, only 3000 Nigerian fans broke out in a cold sweat.

If this is scored by the Chinese team again, it might be completely over!
Is this Chinese team winger so good?
Why can't anyone guard against it?

But in fact, the Chinese team has no wingers.

Sun Jihai's position is still right center back.

But Zeng Zheng gave him the right to sprint from the side, and when he stepped forward, Li Tie and other midfielders would fall back to prevent the opponent from counterattacking.

In this way, if a player who is not a winger plays a winger, the Nigerians are naturally not easy to target.

After this attack failed, the Chinese team's attack came again soon.

In the 48th minute, Shensi cleverly split the ball in the frontcourt.

Su Maozhen made a decisive low shot from the left side of the opponent's penalty area, and was hugged by Lu Fei.

Seeing such a shot, the fans exclaimed again and again.

"Coach Zeng really has some tricks!"

"This ball can't be played at all in the past!"

"Don't pass when it's time to pass, don't shoot when it's time to shoot!"

"Only the Chinese team under Coach Zeng can see the decisiveness of Lao Maoer's kick!"

During the high-spirited talk, the Chinese team's offense hit again.

Taking advantage of the opponent's mistakes in the frontcourt, Yu Genwei succeeded in stealing the ball.

Under the command of Zeng Zheng, Yu Genwei entered the opponent's penalty area along the left line, and made an inverted triangle pass one meter before the baseline.

Zhang Yu, who followed, stabbed and shot, but was thrown out by Lu Fei in embarrassment.

When Shen Si wanted to make a follow-up shot, the South African defender had already arrived.

The continuous attack of the Chinese team in the second half made the fans full of enthusiasm and excitement.

Countless fans shouted loudly again: "One in, one in!"

This time is different from the last game of the group stage.

To score one at that time was to "complete the task"; to score one at this time was purely to let the team kill the game.

It was not until the 57th minute that Nigeria's first attack of the second half came late.

Okocha kicks a long shot from outside the penalty area.

The ball was ridiculously high and rushed straight into the stands.

Only then did the fans find out.

The Chinese team, which had just played a series of threatening attacks, did not know when the formation had completely shrunk.

When defending, there were as many as seven people piled up in front of the penalty area, and Nigeria couldn't penetrate at all. It's no wonder they shot long shots desperately.

(End of this chapter)