Me, Captain of China

"Zhao Junzhe!"

"Zhao Junzhe!"

"Zhao Junzhe equalized the score!"

"2: 2."

"Before the first half is about to end, the Chinese team magically equalized the score. I thought the first half would end with a score of 1: 2. Unexpectedly, Zheng Zhi turned rotten into a magic in the backcourt. After picking three out of the defense , Provided an assist for Zhao Junzhe. "

"Ahahahaha, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. Zheng Zhi's pass is really beautiful."

"Let's take a look at the slow-motion replay, when Zheng Zhizheng took the ball and was caught between Roschenbach and Edu on both sides. Zheng Zhi calmly poked the ball back and poke the ball directly behind Fabiano. This stabbing was quite knowledgeable, directly blocking Roschenbach and Edu behind him, and at that time Fabiano did not figure out what Zheng Zhi wanted to do. When he wanted to understand, Zheng Zhi had already run Behind him, then sent an assist! "

"And this foot assist is simply the stroke of the gods. Such a long distance is so accurate, both in terms of vision and footwork, it is impeccable!"

"This is Zheng Zhi!"

"Looking at Zhao Junzhe, as soon as Zheng Zhi got rid of the defense, he immediately inserted firmly behind Brazilian left back Billica, and he worked seamlessly with Zheng Zhi, but he didn't stop the ball, but caught At the best time, he volleyed directly, and Elton standing in front of the door did not respond at all. "

Huang Jianxiang recounted the whole process of scoring the goal, and almost lost his mouth.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Zhang Lu left hey.

A deafening cheer erupted in the Sydney Arena. More than 20,000 Chinese fans shouted. It seemed that they could collapse the entire stadium. The red flags were on display. The cheers thundered and furiously celebrated the goal.

Zhao Junzhe, who scored a goal, ran back crazy, and finally jumped on Zheng Zhi's body, waving his fists and roaring. As a defensive midfielder, it is rare to have such a scoring masterpiece.

"Awesome!"

"Awesome!"

"Awesome!"

Qu Bo hugged Zhao Junzhe's back, and also roared excitedly, and his teammates rushed over to celebrate frantically.

This goal is really important. The Brazilian reversed the score soon, and the first half of the game was almost over. The morale of everyone was actually very low, but Zhao Junzhe ’s goal quickly returned everyone ’s morale, the score was equalized, and the morale was against Living!

Houghton and Zhu Guanghu, both on the sidelines, embraced frantically, dancing and singing and dancing again. This is perhaps the most important goal since they led the team. They were not so excited when the Chinese team scored the first goal, but this equalization is too important, and the emotion must be more excited. Maybe even they didn't expect to equalize the score so quickly, they were thinking about how to adjust at halftime to equalize the score.

On the other coach's seat, Lusenborg's **** was fought from the coach's seat without sitting hot. How long did Fabiano's goal give Brazil the lead? Is he happy for only a few minutes? The score is equalized!

Fak!

Damn Zheng!

Lusenberg glared at Zheng Zhi's back.

How did this pass come out? How did he get rid of and send the ball to his teammates?

Ah ~

Unreasonable ...

In the live broadcast room of the Brazilian sports station, Zico's face was dumbfounded, his mouth wide open, and he could put a fist in it.

Very speechless,

It's really speechless,

He didn't know what to say.

Just now he praised the Brazilian team for its offensive and defensive performances. The 2-1 score is the best reward for the Brazilian team, but in less than three minutes, the Chinese team actually evenly equalized score!

He looked down on Zheng Zhi actually performed such a perfect performance?

This is really mad at his old face.

"This ball,"

"It's too wrong to lose."

"Attention is rather unfocused,"

"Even if someone stopped Zheng, someone stopped the guy who scored."

It took a long time before he spit out these few words.

On the court, Ronaldinho walked slowly, walked back to the middle arc, looked at Zheng Zhi with some surprise, and raised his hand from time to time to scratch the ear.

Why did he assist? God, this guy can pass the ball so well at such a long distance?

No, I have to practice well when I look back. This kind of long-distance assist is terrible ...

Ronaldinho immediately compared himself with Zheng Zhi in private, and finally concluded that it is impossible for him to pass such a precise long pass. Here silently swears, remembered in mind .

But the man he just passed by was really too surprised and beautiful. He praised Zheng Zhi's escape from others just now.

Zheng Zhi is one of his few admirers.

Soon after the game resumed, the Swiss referee blew the whistle at the end of the half, and the two sides entered the break with a score of 2: 2.

"Hey, Zheng,"

"That ball was so beautiful just now."

Ronaldinho walked to Zheng Zhi and the two came off side by side.

"For me, I can't kick for the time being."

"Come on, I know what you are thinking, haha." Zheng Zhi smiled, "You must be thinking, you have to practice well and then kick it out, right?"

"Uh," Ronaldinho stunned slightly, and Bunny's teeth smiled insignificantly. "Sure, you will, I must, otherwise I will not be opened by you again?"

"I will give myself half a month."

"it is good,"

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...

In the locker room, everyone was drinking water to replenish water. Horton drew a lot on the tactical board. Especially in the upper left corner, Ronaldinho's name was circled and circled.

He knocked on the table and everyone's eyes gathered.

"We must strengthen the defense against Ronaldinho in the second half."

"When he takes the ball, someone must follow him in time,"

"Also pay attention to the running position of his surrounding teammates."

"If you don't stare at this guy, you may have any accidents."

After a pause, he talked to the team as a whole.

"Of course, it is impossible to completely contain them. We can clearly feel that Brazil at the beginning of the first half and the second half of the game are two completely different teams. After that, they played a whole game. A Brazil that played the whole game is terrible. All we can do is play more teamwork than they do. On the court, no player can go back because of inertia It leads to a loophole in the team's defense. It can be broken through by the opponent, but it must not be a loophole due to inertia! "

"In the second half, we must be more active in seeking opportunities to score goals. To play more aggressively and aggressively. The defense of this Brazilian team is not perfect. We must find a breakthrough through more active running. . As long as we maintain enough focus, we can find out! "

"Focus on 90 minutes, don't let a trace of slack."

"Come on!" Horton habitually spoke Chinese.

When Houghton finished speaking, Zheng Zhi suddenly opened his mouth.

"5 million, brothers,"

"Think about our 5 million bonus!"

"In the second half, we have to play harder, otherwise the 5 million white flowers will slip away from our hands."

"Those guys are here to **** our 5 million!"

"Going further, he is here to **** our villa! Snatch our supermodel! Star! And our sports car!"

"When we lost 5 million, we lost all this, and even lost everything we have in the next ten years!"

"You must beat them to death!"

Zhu Guanghu's face went dark again, and he was thinking: Zheng Zhi! Can't you talk another way? Do everyone stand here, not fighting for the country, but just for 5 million? What other models, stars, sports cars? How dirty is your thought? This kind of thinking must be ...

But he said nothing at the end ...

Horton didn't understand it, but he stood beside him, watching the disciples' eyes re-emerged.

so amazing?

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At the other end of the locker room, Lusenberg walked around. He hadn't stopped since the moment he entered the locker room.

"We made him pass too comfortably!"

"Give him too much space for the ball!"

"This won't work."

"I think," Lusenberg finally stopped and glanced carefully at all the players in front of him.

"You haven't realized anything until now."

"Who is Zheng?"

"He is the European champion! He is the most valuable player in the Bundesliga, and may be the most valuable player in Europe. Even if he continues to perform well, he may get the golden ball at the end of the year!"

"You really understand, who is your opponent?"

After taking a breath, Lucenberg's language became more mean, and every word was merciless.

"I didn't want to understand why you let a champion player take the ball freely, pass freely, and shoot? Do you think you are stronger than him?"

"Do you really think so? What did you win?"

"You even have to be deprived of nearly $ 20,000! If you still face the Chinese team and Zheng with this attitude!"

"In the end, you can only live in a bad team dormitory, take a salary that you can't even afford a house, and always sit in the daydream of going to Europe to play football!"

"Because your performance today is useless!"

Brazilian generals: ...

Speechless,

ashamed,

anger,

Not willing!

Head coach Lucenberg is insulting them too much, it is really difficult to accept.

We just have n’t been to Europe, how do you know we ca n’t kick it? One day we will achieve what we want! Zheng Zhi? He was just lucky. He first arrived in Europe. If we play in Europe, will it be bad?

However, there is no way to refute.

No one can open this mouth.

Lusenborg glanced at everyone again and said coldly.

"I know what you are thinking,"

"But it is useless to think, only to act, to speak with action!"

"The scouts in the stands will be watching!"

"Ronaldinho, I read an article in the Chinese media. He said that you were playing Zheng for Leverkusen,"

"You think about it."

what? !

Shameless Chinese media! I hit it?

Ronaldinho's amazed eyes were fixed in the air. He had a good impression of the Chinese media, but these words are really unloving ...

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In the player channel, the two teams met again, but without the relaxed atmosphere before the opening.

Everyone's eyes are like sharp knives, and when they interweave, a fierce collision immediately occurs.

Can Zheng Zhi feel Ronaldinho's eyes as strange, cold, or even full of challenges?

What medicine did they take?

Zheng Zhi was slightly surprised, thinking that his team's morale was strong enough, did not expect that the Brazilian team also used magic? Everyone looks murderous.

In the second half,

Not easy to deal with!

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...

Beep,

The whistle of the Swiss referee rang again, and the battle started again.

Less than a minute from the start of the game, the Brazilian team was in the frontcourt, and the striker Fabiano shoveled Sui Xiliang. Sui Xiliang almost tumbling in the air and hit the turf 360 degrees! The latter yelled violently, thumping the turf madly in pain.

This scene is quite shocking. It doesn't seem to be pretending, it should be injured.

"Warrior!"

"This guy is crazy!"

"What a spicy tackle!"

"Sui Xiliang seems to be reimbursed."

"Beastness broke out!"

Zheng Zhi quickly ran towards Sui Xiliang.

The referee immediately ran over and showed a yellow card to Fabiano mercilessly.

Does the yellow card have farts? Sui Xiliang was reimbursed and had to be replaced!

The Brazilian team became very fierce at the beginning, caused by striker Fabiano, Huang Jianxiang immediately commented:

"Sui Xiliang went down and replaced him passively. Houghton didn't expect this kind of misfortune to happen at the opening. The change was a bit quick and there was almost no preparation."

"It's Huang Yong,"

"It's not Shao Jiayi,"

"It is not necessary to say that Biano is shoveling this ball. Isn't this a deliberate yellow card?"

"This style of play is nothing like the style of the Brazilian team. It's too rough. Only South American teams like Colombia, Peru or Uruguay will be so exaggerated."

"Beware of it, I feel that it is not Fabiano's business, but that Brazil's tactics have changed,"

"Maybe what their head coach meant."

Huang Jianxiang sharply smelled the danger ~ www.readwn.com ~ Horton on the coach's seat naturally also smelled. After Huang Yong came on the court, he hurried to find the fourth official theory, he must put pressure on the referee.

"Do you see it?"

"My players are not here to fight, we are here to play football,"

"Is this the performance of the four-star Brazil? If we can't kick us, we will start to foul foully?"

"We can't tolerate such atrocities?"

"I can't imagine when our next player will be treated like this and lifted off the court!"

"Look, look."

Holden chattered a lot, then walked back to the coach's seat helplessly.

Of course, this is to put pressure on the fourth official, but suddenly feel something is not right?