World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 192

"Li Jinyu, run forward for me!"

"Sun Jihai, pull the side, keep pulling the side!"

"On the right, Zheng Dongqi is empty!"

South Korea is not too formidable adversary.

But in the face of South Korea, Zeng Zheng did not dare to neglect in the slightest.

At the beginning of the game, he used his own sound transmission method to command the players to fight.

Affected by the momentum of the home court, Zheng Dongqi and Sun Jihai were very active on the wing.

Zhang Xiaorui in the middle and Zhao Jun on the left folded, and the passing accuracy was also improved.

After two long passes, the ball came to Sun Jihai's feet.

"The Chinese team took the lead!"

According to the past, he chose to play this ball by himself.

But football is round after all.

In the 4th minute, although the long pass was intercepted by South Korea, they fought back on the spot.

"Coach Zeng never deceives me! This Zheng Dongqi is really expected!"

"The referee awarded a penalty!!!"

South Korea, which was one goal behind, was still a little confused at the moment, and did not react from the conceded goal.

"My God, it's indeed Guijiaqiqi!"

"This catch, this drive, this pass tsk tsk tsk."

But all fools know that at least half of the credit for this ball belongs to Zheng Dongqi.

"This is a penalty without any dispute!"

The fans held up the banner of "National Olympics must win" and twisted their bodies constantly in the stands.

After hugging several team members in a row, Zheng Dongqi also cautiously ran to Zeng Zheng's side.

Seeing this scene, the referee from Lebanon immediately blew his whistle.

After seeing the players from both sides fighting in their respective positions, they blew the whistle again.

Seeing this, the young Pu Zhixing was really fooled.

"That's right!"

At this time, South Korean defender Park Dong-hyuk saw that Jin Tujun stepped forward to press instead of him, and took the opportunity to command his teammates to deploy defenses.

It has even been expected that they might be able to play an embarrassing score of 0-0 with the opponent.

At the front of the penalty area, Li Tie leaped high and blocked the ball out of the penalty area with his header.

Looking at the gap, Sun Jihai sent a through kick to the front.

"Although the ball was an unintentional handball, a handball foul in the penalty area does not matter whether you are intentional or unintentional."

But after Zheng Dongqi passed Park Ji-sung, he immediately got stuck in front of the opponent and slanted towards the restricted area of ​​South Korea.

Everyone at the scene held their breath, waiting for the moment when Li Jinyu and Jin Longda fought.

"Boss Zeng"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zeng Zheng dragged Zheng Dongqi to him again, and whispered.

The Lebanese referee did not urge either.

"The opening is only 1 minute!"

Just when the fans thought that the National Olympics was about to stabilize the ball, they saw Zhao Jun pull the ball and turn around, kicking the ball straight to the frontcourt.

Following Sun Jihai's pass, the South Korean fullbacks also hurriedly retreated to this side.

Without Zeng Zheng's reminder, Zheng Dongqi swung his right foot and swept the ball towards the center of South Korea's penalty area.

He stretched out his foot to snatch it, but Zheng Dongqi accelerated and swept past him.

Although Zeng Zheng was beating, he couldn't hide the joy on his face.

It can be said that the sky is full of gongs and drums, firecrackers are blasting, red flags are flying, and there are huge crowds of people.

At the same time, he flicked his right foot above the ball, as if trying to deceive Park Ji-sung's center of gravity.

"The ball went in!!!"

"No wonder Zheng Dongqi was not allowed to play before, so this is the secret weapon!"

"And this ball also greatly interfered with Zheng Dongqi's pass."

"Penalty kick???" Liu Jianhong's face was full of disbelief.

"En!" The excited Zheng Dongqi wiped his eyes with his sleeve, then nodded viciously.

Zheng Dongqi jumped in obliquely, rubbed the ball with the outside of his foot, and then walked in front of him.

In desperation, Zheng Zhi had no choice but to kick the ball over the baseline and give the opponent a corner kick.

One step, two steps, three steps.
Li Jinyu started to speed up and ran towards the ball on the penalty spot.

Seeing that it was almost time to celebrate the Olympic Games, Zeng Zheng patted the players on the shoulders and drove them back to the field.

Even the most experienced football critics in China did not expect the Olympic Games to score a goal in the opening 2 minutes.

Kick off and shoot!

But in this match, Zeng Zheng put Zheng Dongqi in front of Sun Jihai.

Combined with Zheng Dongqi's name, attentive fans got to this point at once.

"Don't fight with that number 15."

"We can see that Park Dong Hyuk's arm was stretched out just now, and it was not close to the torso."

"The National Olympics created a penalty!"

This is self-evident.

On the court, the ball has been handed over to Li Jinyu, the first penalty shooter.

Looking at Zheng Dongqi's back, Pu Zhixing hastily turned around and chased after him.

Liu Jianhong stretched her neck forward in excitement, her expression still somewhat disbelieving.

He had calculated everything, but he didn't expect his team's luck to be so bad.

On the sidelines of the court, Xu Dingmao's expression was mournful.

Under the command of Xu Dingmao, the South Korean players obviously began to speed up after conceding the ball, using their own long pass to cross the midfield and hoist the ball to the backcourt of the Olympic team.

"What's so great about scoring a penalty? If you dare not score, I'll see if I don't screw your head off!"

Facing Zheng Dongqi's breakthrough, Jin Tujun has already forced him from the front.

"Penalty!"

"Continue to fight like this!"

Before he could react, the ball just hit his arm and fell straight to the ground.

At the same time, the three South Korean forwards also opened up their posture and launched a fierce press.

People are always faster than the ball.

Looking at the playback in the camera, Liu Jianhong said firmly again.

It was exactly 1 minute and 07 seconds when Zheng Dongqi made the point, and Li Jinyu scored the goal at 2 minutes and 07 seconds.

Before the game, the fans had already prepared for a protracted war with South Korea.

Zheng Dongqi nodded frequently.

"It was indeed a handball!"

Physical fitness is the strength of South Korean players.

wow~~~
The stadium of 8 people boiled instantly.

"Beep!!!"

brush! ! !
Jin Long leaped to the left, while Li Jinyu's half-high ball stuck to the post and got into the right side of the goal.

Although Zheng Dongqi didn't score the goal.

After taking the lead by one goal, the Olympic players started running around the sideline, and finally rushed in front of Zeng Zheng, throwing themselves into Zeng Zheng's arms like dumpling.

Seeing this, Zhao Junzhe hurried forward to protect the ball with his feet.

But Xu Dingmao on the sidelines saw the situation clearly at a glance: Most players of the Chinese team have not yet recovered from the joy of scoring, and this is an excellent time to counterattack!

"1 to 0!"

As soon as he turned his head, Zheng Dongqi's cross ball flew in front of him.

South Korea quickly took a tactical corner kick, Park Ji-sung got the ball and swayed Zhao Junzhe, trying to pass the ball to the middle.

Looking around, the crimson all over the sky surged like a sea of ​​fire.

With the expectant eyes of more than 7 fans, Li Jinyu put the ball on the penalty spot, and then slowly retreated.

"The last point is empty!"

If a penalty kick at this moment is not necessary, Zeng Zheng will never talk too much.

Looking at the white waves on the net, Liu Jianhong immediately said loudly.

"If you can pass him decisively, if you can't pass him, pass the ball quickly."

"Boss Zeng, I didn't embarrass you, did I?" Li Jinyu asked for credit.

"Xiaoqi, okay, you played well! Perform well and keep this state!"

On the court, the red players guard the referee behind them and organize the white players to trouble the referee.

"Remember, don't compete with him physically, and don't compete with him in physical fitness, just use explosive power and change direction to engage him, understand?"

This kind of undisputed penalty naturally cannot be ignored.

At the moment the ball hit the net, the voices on the scene instantly increased several degrees.

Facing the sudden acceleration of South Korea, the National Olympics made a mistake in the backcourt.

If Park Ji-sung is given enough space, it's only a matter of time before he catches up with Jung Dong-chil.

But this is their home court, and the referees are not taken care of by their own family.

With a sound of "shua", the ball jumped into the air and flew towards South Korea's left backcourt.

Looking at Jin Longda who was in a dilemma in the restricted area, Xu Dingmao was so angry that he slapped his thigh.

"what's the situation?"

"The Chinese team still wants to attack?"

(End of this chapter)