Chapter 7 Don't let him play penalty kicks

3 minutes

Zeng Zheng calculated the time.

The time is still a little short!

Saudi Arabia's offense is not over yet!

"Retreat the midfield a little further, Zhang Xiaorui and Sui Dongliang, you two try to divide the ball to the side!"

Zeng Zheng's "big voice" was deafening, which attracted Chen and Gu to watch frequently.

"Old Chen, look, Coach Xiao Zeng was on the court and was completely like a different person. He was always in command, and he was quite serious." Gu Mingchang praised.

"Hmph, this is a team he created himself. Who is serious if he doesn't?"

Although Chen Xirong was not convinced, just looking at Zeng Zheng's three-minute shouting, it was indeed not something Qi Wusheng could do.

Saudi Arabia plays at home and it is almost inevitable that the start of the attack is almost an inevitable situation.

When dealing with the opponent's offense, you cannot just defend. Counterattack and use ball control to delay time are good choices.

But if you want to talk about attacking Saudi Arabia, this national team really doesn't have the capital to attacking it.

Fortunately, Sui Dongliang and Zhang Xiaorui have good ball control skills.

These two people passed the ball to the side and conducted several round trips, without worrying about exhausting the opponent's fighting spirit and patience.

Sure enough, in the next seven minutes, Saudi Arabia only launched a threatening attack.

After several small-scale transmissions in the frontcourt, I found that I could not penetrate the Chinese team's penalty area.

No. 8 Temari shot low at the top of the arc in desperation.

Ou Chuliang quickly analyzed the ball path and pressed down with both hands.

Finally, the ball was stuck to the turf and fell out of the right column.

9 minutes

Zeng Zheng nodded.

This shot exposed Saudi Arabia's lack of patience, and it's time to fight back!

"Li Jinyu, you can run forward more!"

"Zhang Xiaorui, transfer faster! Give me some ease!"

"Li Bing, pull the gap open. If you have the chance, just fuck him!!!"

In a blink of an eye, several players in the frontcourt received the order from Zeng Zheng.

Through Sui Dongliang's several transmissions and adjustments, the Chinese team's tightening formation at the beginning gradually relaxed.

However, Saudi Arabia on the other side was still unaware of it.

After strengthening the midfield press, Zhang Xiaorui, who received the order, was very powerful in the right frontcourt.

Among the four little swans of Jianlibao, he has the best skills under his feet and is even hailed by Western media as "China's Maradona".

In recent years, playing football in Brazil has gradually become more and more popular, with Riquelme's style.

In this era when the classical midfielder had not yet withdrawn from the historical stage, Zhang Xiaorui's ball control and silhouette were wonderful moments that fans seriously appreciated.

But Zeng Zheng didn't care about these things.

It’s not yet time for you to control the ball and look for fighters, and you are not allowed to play like this away game!

What you have to do is to find my teammates who ran out of space as soon as possible after getting the ball, and pass the ball out to me.

This is the only way to make the counterattack unexpectedly.

In the 12th minute, Zhang Xiaorui, who was holding the ball on the right, flicked his feet and suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the bottom line.

At this time, nothing the coach said will not work. Once the player starts, he will naturally have his own ideas.

Sure enough, Zhang Xiaorui glanced at the middle road.

After attracting two defensive players to come to make up for defense, he immediately made a cross.

The Saudi defenseman in the middle of the road was very annoyed by Li Jinyu, who had been running around for a while.

Just as he reached out to hold Li Jinyu who was about to face the ball, a muffled sound suddenly came from the front point.

Bang!!!

Li Bing, who was leaping high at the front point, directly smashed the door of Diayeyaya with a head hammer.

This goal was really abrupt!

Because it was the first time the Chinese team attacked, many people at the scene had not yet reacted.

The fans did not react until the ball rolled out of the net and Li Bing, who was waving his arms, ran to the sidelines.

"Wow~~~~~"

King Fahd International Stadium suddenly thundered and thundered.

Chinese fans cheered, and Saudi fans even booed dissatisfied.

Li Bing ran to the coach's seat and hugged Zeng Zheng, who spread his arms on the sidelines, in his arms.

"Coach Xiao Zeng, you're so loud!"

The first thing Li Bing said was to praise Zeng Zheng's loud voice.

Just now, it was Zeng Zheng’s reminder that Li Bing specially found a direction opposite to Li Jinyu to run, and then he succeeded with one blow.

"Yes, Coach Xiao Zeng has not been idle for these ten minutes and has been directing you on the sidelines."

Gu Xinchang, who had a festive face, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, "Coach Xiao Zeng is so thirsty, come on, drink a little water to moisten your throat!"

The team scored the first record, from the leader to the player, they all laughed so hard that they trembled.

With the help of home court and rain, Zhang Jianhua scored a goal after 70 minutes.

Now he scored with his first shot away from home. What isn’t this because Zeng Zheng is responsible for commanding?

Not only the players, but all the fans who saw this goal also stretched out their bodies and cheered loudly.

"The ball has entered!"

"The goal was Li Bing No. 17."

Listening to the "comfortable" voice of the commentator on the TV, Xiao Rong jumped up from the sofa.

"Goal, goal, Chinese team scored!!!"

Xiaorong shouted excitedly.

He doesn't understand the twists and turns inside the bamboo shoes, nor does he understand the age of the new coach and the old coach, and whether the tactics and starting arrangements are different.

He only knew that in the match against Saudi Arabia, the Chinese team scored a goal first!

"Shh, just lower your voice, everyone else is sleeping!"

Xiao Rong's mother put her index finger beside her mouth and said softly.

"Mom, have you seen it? The Chinese team scored a goal!"

"I saw it, I saw it, we are ahead!"

Leading!

Li Bing's goal has boosted the spirit of Chinese fans who are paying attention to this game.

Does leading mean winning?

"Sui Dongliang, run for me. If you can't run, say it as soon as possible. There are many people who can change you!"

"Li Hui, shudder, save the siege if it should be. Don't always stand there stupidly!"

"Zhang Xiaorui, please stop sticking to penalties? This is not the place where you show off your footwork!"

"The overall formation shrinks again, and the offensive success rate!"

Of course, Chen Gu and the other two didn’t know which sentence Zeng Zheng said, the team members heard and which sentence they didn’t.

They only saw that the players on the field played well under Zeng Zheng's command.

Although the ball often sways back and forth in the first half, the team is not at a disadvantage.

Especially several counterattacks initiated by Zhang Xiaorui, all the shot players shot directly.

If Dai Yaya hadn't performed well, he might have been defeated by the Chinese team long ago.

In the 42nd minute of the game, Sui Dongliang, who had been following Zhang Xiaorui's shadow, suddenly broke out and entered the Saudi penalty area alone on the left.

Daiyaya made too much action when attacking and instantly tackled Sui Dongliang into the penalty area.

"Beep!!!"

The whistle sounded and the referee pointed his finger at the ball.
To be continued...