Me, Captain of China

The black and white elves run flat on the green field, seemingly straight lines, but after more than one Korean defender, the breeze catches the moon and turns out an elegant arc, just before Zhang Yuming.

Single pole!

The South Korean goalkeeper attacked and gave up his expectations for his teammates. With a flustered look, he rushed to Zhang Yuming's feet a little hastily.

The wind-like man Zhang Yuming dashed to the right, pulled away a sufficient distance, and directly traversed the Korean goalkeeper, leaving no chance for opponents to think.

Courage grows hair! Zhu Guanghu was shocked off the court. He thought Zhang Yuming would choose to shoot directly after receiving the ball. Unexpectedly, he actually crossed the goalkeeper.

Zhu Guanghu, who clenched his fists, almost couldn't hold back. Fortunately, Zhang Yuming finally used his right foot to easily push the ball into the empty goal. He was finally relieved ...

1: 0.

Next, it is Zhang Yuming's time to play handsome ...

"Goal scored!"

"Goal scored!"

"Goal scored!"

"Zhang Yuming!"

"He scored his 8th goal in this cup, he is now ahead of Li Dongguo in the scorer list, he is the first scorer in this cup!"

Huang Jianxiang was very excited.

Of course, as long as the Chinese people watching this game are very excited ...

However, the thoughts of several foreigners in the stands were not put in the smart goal of Zhang Yuming, and their thoughts still stayed on Zheng Zhi wearing the No. 10 shirt on the court.

Ouke from Frankfurt closed his eyes slightly. He was reminiscing about what Zheng Zhi showed just now. Stopping and passing the ball is like listening to a beautiful piano song, and football is that wonderful note. With Zheng Zhi's every move, he danced slowly on the keyboard.

Heeled his heel gently, the ball was like a good boy, and jumped lightly to his heel, just like it should have appeared here. Then, Zheng Zhi turned on God's vision, and seemed to be able to look down on the entire stadium. Any slight changes on the court were in full view. The magical right foot sent an assist that was enough to destroy the entire Korean team's defense line ...

A world-class assist.

"Old boy,"

Ok opened his eyes again.

"I think we still underestimated his strength."

"He is really great."

"Well." Lubeck nodded murmured, "I think I have to repent again."

"What do you mean?" Ouke's complexion instantly became serious.

"I don't want to miss this kid, as long as he is given enough time, he will not be inferior to any midfielder."

"you……"

"Man, it's not just me thinking so now, haven't you seen it? On the left side of the look, do you recognize who came?"

Left direction? Ok looked at him in the direction he said, and he froze instantly.

"They, why are they here ?!"

"Ah, what the hell, it must have been called by Bobby the old guy!"

"This is bad ..."

Ok knew that it was no longer a matter between him and Lübeck ...

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In the CCBV5 live room, Huang Jianxiang and Zhang Lu still haven't calmed down, especially Huang Jianxiang, as a Serie A royal commentary, he can naturally see what Zheng Zhi's unloading represents in his eyes!

"Not easy!"

"Zheng Zhi unloads this biography."

"I seem to see the combination of Albertini and Zidane. His technical action is like these two players. If you are familiar enough with Serie A, you know why I said that."

"I can say with certainty that China now finally has a top midfielder!"

Zhang Lu took the words and said, "Hey, the seemingly simple unloading and passing, but in fact, the technical content is quite high, unrestrained and unrestrained, and the buzz is light. The ordinary players can't do these actions, and they can't pass. Such a good shot ... "

"How did Zheng Zhi train this child? How talented is this talent."

"......"

In the stands, South Korean fans were silent, but they didn't put one fart. Zheng Zhi's pass and Zhang Yuming's shot made them shut up.

But on the other side, the Vietnamese fans were scolded.

"Shut defense!"

"The defenders are stupid, all of them are as stupid as a piece of wood, won't they keep up? How did they reach the finals?"

Contrasted sharply with them. Chinese fans clapped hard while shouting:

"Awesome! Zheng Zhi!"

"Awesome! Zhang Yuming!"

……

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In the 7th minute of the opening, the Chinese team took the lead and the South Korean team fell behind.

Xu Dingmao roared towards the field, aiming directly at Park Zhixing. At the moment, he really wanted to drag Park Ji-sung to the scene and fight.

Just because Zheng Zhi stopped the ball just now, he actually slowed down. If he didn't do this, Zheng Zhi wouldn't get the ball, and he couldn't pass the ball. Park Zhixing's performance was amateur! Retreating ten thousand steps, even if the ball came out of the sideline, Park Ji-sung must follow Zheng Zhi closely to prevent Zheng Zhi from quickly sending a boundary ball, but none of this ...

Beep,

The referee's whistle resumed the game.

South Korean players seem to be immersed in the state of losing the ball just now, the offensive footsteps are a bit slow, the rhythm is not up, the Chinese team once again pressed, and soon forced the South Korean team to lose the ball in the backcourt, but Wang Peng who grabbed the ball chose In order to get a long shot, the ball flew high into the stands.

Xu Dingmao once again expressed his dissatisfaction off the court, shouting that the green bars on both sides of his forehead came out violently.

But anger couldn't solve the problem. The morale of the Chinese team after the lead was too high. After the South Korean team hit the frontcourt, the Chinese players once again joined forces to stop their attack. Li Dongguo stumbled again without protecting the ball. Li Weifeng stabbed the ball behind him.

Zheng Zhi got the ball again.

Smecta!

Although they are in the halftime, Park Zhixing only has Zheng Zhi in his eyes. For him, Zheng Zhi is now his prey, but he was bitten by the prey and was humiliated in front of the head coach and teammates. He really wanted to pounce on and strangle Zheng Zhi.

Zheng Zhi did not bring the ball up, but passed the ball twice with Zhao Junzhe before crossing the center line calmly, and Park Zhixing finally came up.

Snapped,

Didn't wait for Park Ji-sung to come close to ~ www.readwn.com ~ Zheng Zhi played.

Zheng Zhi saw the murderousness in Park Ji-sung's eyes. He didn't want to be entangled with him. Now is not the time. If he wants to completely mobilize Park's emotions, he must continue to stimulate him and drive him crazy. To let it die, let it be crazy before!

The ball rolled to Li Yin's feet, and Li Yin passed the ball back to him again. Park Ji-sung trailed tightly again, but Zheng Zhi's right-foot heel followed by an anti-flower arrangement pass, which skillfully gave the ball to Huang Yong.

There was a sudden burst of applause from the stands.

"Ah, I really enjoyed watching Zheng Zhi playing football."

"Look at him in front of Park Ji-sung, it looks like an adult playing with a child ..."

Huang Yong took the ball on the left, and in the face of Jin Nanyi, he finally passed the ball low to Wang Peng. Wang Peng did not take the risk this time and chose to knock the ball back!

Zheng Zhi,

Suddenly strode meteor forward for more than five meters!

Pu Zhixing's speed is no less than that of him. The two of them rushed to the ball at the same time. When Zheng Zhi was about to touch the ball, he held his breath and slammed Zheng Zhi with his left shoulder.

Click,

The physical contact between the two sides, Zheng Zhi has long been prevented.

Hum,

Neither of them can do anything, but Zheng Zhi's movements are not finished. His left foot stepped on the ball, and he pulled back with a turn. A beautiful pull ball turned around and actually went to Park Zhixing's right side. !

Park Ji-sung stumbled, his body instantly lost his balance to the left! Dizzy.

Zheng Zhi quickly adjusted his pace, his left foot was firmly supported on the turf, and his right foot had been lifted up.

Outside the big penalty area, about 25 meters from the goal, no one around him threatened him at all, he chose a long shot!

boom--