Tang Zheng was in a very bad mood, but he was in a much better mood after a short period of venting, he followed his teammates to stand in the middle of the court, in a circle, and then shoulder to shoulder, cheering each other on. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When goalkeeper Wu Yan walked to the goal, Tang Zheng grabbed goalkeeper Wu Yan alone and gave the other party a hug: "Xiao Yanzi, come on!"

"Well, I will!" Wu Yan slapped Tang Zheng on the back twice, comforting him for not being able to enter the penalty taker list: "Thank you, Brother Zheng!"

Immediately, the ten players on each side of the game, except for the goalkeeper, stood on the middle line with their shoulders or their waists, using the center circle as a buffer belt.

Their gaze is the same, all in the direction of the goal at the far end of the vision.

Although there are not many fans on the scene, China, as the most populous country on the planet, can see the shadow of Chinese everywhere, so there are no less than 3,000 Chinese fans in the stands of this match related to whether the Chinese national youth team can enter the World Youth Championship in Egypt next year.

Among them, there are Chinese, international students, workers, and there is no shortage of die-hard fans who have flown from China to Saudi Arabia to watch the game, and they have no other expectations, that is, they hope that the national youth can enter the semi-finals......

The first to take a penalty was the Uzbekistan youth team, and Wu Yan, the goalkeeper of the Chinese national youth team, stood in front of the goal to defend.

The Chinese fans in the stands let out a cheering sound, hoping to interfere with the Uzbek youth team players who took the penalty kicks.

However, Karimov, who took the free throw, was not affected by the Chinese fans in the stands, and he easily kicked the ball in the opposite direction of Wu Yan's side pounce.

Cao Yunding, the player who represented the Chinese national youth team in the first round, put the ball on the penalty spot, and then retreated enough distance to hold his breath.

Tang Zheng, who was holding Tan Yang, looked very nervous, he buried his head behind Tan Yang's back, not daring to look at the goal.

The dominant Chinese fans did not make a sound, and the previously bustling stadium suddenly fell silent, and Cao Yunding, who was very skilled at his feet, faced the guest goalkeeper defender Tutahuyaev, and he easily sent the ball into the goal.

Then the players of both sides in the second and third rounds hit the ball into the goal, and then it was a tense fourth round of penalty shootouts.

At this point, the penalty kick is under a lot of pressure, and the slightest mistake could lead to the team's preparation for more than a year in vain, and the loser will miss out on next year's World Youth Championship in Egypt.

Duan Huo, the commentator of the on-site commentary seat, spoke a lot more carefully, walking on thin ice: "The penalty shootout has entered the fourth round!"

"......" commentator Zhang Lu didn't even speak, his eyes were fixed on Urunov, a player of the Uzbekistan youth team in the camera.

The pressure on goalkeeper Wu Yan is getting bigger and bigger, and he has not judged accurately once in the past three rounds of penalties.

I can't say it!

At this time, Tang Zheng no longer put his shoulders on his teammates, he squatted on the ground, folded his hands, closed his eyes, and rarely prayed to heaven: "Pounce out and pounce out!"

I don't know if Tang Zheng's prayer moved the heavens, and Urunov, who took the penalty, was slapped out by Wu Yan with a side pounce.

Although Wu Yan saved the ball, the pressure was still on the side of the Chinese national youth team.

Because once Wu Xi, who was in charge of the penalty in the fourth round, scored a penalty, the Chinese national youth team would be equivalent to getting the match point, and the chances of entering the semi-finals would be infinitely greater.

Wu Xi, who hugged his teammates one by one, could even feel the violent beating of his heart, and the invisible pressure made his face change, and his feet even trembled slightly.

Wu Xi is a very good talker, so Tang Zheng has a good relationship with Wu Xi, so when he hugged Wu Xi, he said: "Don't be nervous, the other party is a guest goalkeeper, you will definitely score!"

Wu Xi, who was originally nervous, heard the three words 'I firmly believe' said by Tang Zheng, and felt like a spring breeze, and the pressure was much less.

He was confident and scored the ball!

However, head coach Liu Chunming, who was standing in front of the coach's seat, was uneasy, if the team wanted to go further, then this goal had to be scored!

So he reflexively leaned forward half a step, unexpectedly tore open his throat and shouted at Wu Xi, who was walking towards the forbidden area: "Wu Xi, you must score!!"

The assistant coaches next to him, Wang Jun and Li Lixin, frowned at the same time, and the penalty shootout was not a test of the players' shooting skills, but their ability to resist pressure.

They believe that Liu Chunming's behavior will most likely affect Wu Xi, who is about to take a penalty......

Truly!

Wu Xi, who was originally full of confidence, instantly felt a huge pressure rushing over his face, even making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Tutahuyaev is professional as a defender, but the goalkeeper ......" Duan Huo hoped to find a trace of solace from here, but as soon as the words fell, Wu Xi's penalty kick was touched by amateur goalkeeper Tutahuyaev, and then hit the post and bounced out......

"Wow!!"

There was an uproar at the scene, and Tutahuyaev, who played the guest role as the goalkeeper, jumped up from the grass excitedly!

The penalty score is still 3:3!!

If you don't die in a catastrophe, you will have a blessing!!

Next, Shkhov, who took the penalty in the fifth round, kicked the ball to the lower left corner of the goal, and goalkeeper Wu Yan judged the wrong direction, that is to say, if Li Zhichao, who took the penalty in the last round, did not score the penalty, the team that entered the top four was the Uzbekistan national youth team!

If there is a choice, Li Zhichao would like to give up the penalty at this time.

The overwhelming pressure poured down, washing his young mind into a mess, and his feet even trembled visibly at this time.

With a penalty kick, the team retains the chance to qualify for next year's World Youth Championships.

If you don't enter, if you don't say it well, you will be a sinner for the ages!

Li Zhichao, who was under pressure, didn't even know how to complete the hug with goalkeeper Wu Yan, and even forgot how to complete it after setting up the football to retreat enough distance.

"Beep!!"

So when the South Korean referee blew the whistle, Li Zhichao's brain was blank, and he just subconsciously helped run, slammed his legs and shots.

The commentators, the substitutes on the sidelines, the coaches, the spectators in the stands, and the players on both sides in the center of the pitch all had their hearts in their throats, their eyes widened wide, and their pupils contracted sharply.

Tang Zheng even lay on the ground nervously......

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After a short half-second, Tutahuyaev, who played as a guest goalkeeper, blocked the football that Li Zhichao kicked to the right of the middle, and the Uzbeks celebrated wildly, spreading their arms like eagles soaring in the sky.

In just a few minutes, the Chinese national youth team experienced the feeling of going from heaven to hell.

Wu Yan, the goalkeeper who saved a penalty, slammed his gloves on the ground and held his head in his hands, he was hating why he didn't save one more ball.

In the center of the field, Wu Xi covered his face, only revealing a pair of eyes, looking blankly and helplessly into the distance, central defender Yu Yang knelt on the ground with his head in his arms, Qiu Tianyi looked at the goal behind him blankly, and Tan Yang lay on the grass, covering his face with his hands......

The on-site director did not give the camera to the Uzbeks who were celebrating wildly, but to Tang Zheng, the first star of the Chinese national youth team, or the first star of this Asian Youth Championship, he pursed his mouth and comforted his teammates who had a good relationship around him, but his own tears were flowing uncontrollably, and he was experiencing great sadness.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Judging from the camera, the back that originally seemed to be strong looked so thin at this moment.

It's over, it's all over......

The Asian Youth Championships and the World Youth Championships are all over......

Commentator Duan Huo took a deep breath and tried his best to calm his tone, he said: "Losing the game is not the end of the world, you are heroes, you have to walk out of here with your head held high, it doesn't matter if you fall now, the important thing is how to stand up in the future and make yourself stronger!"

"Tang Zheng has worked very hard in the four games of the national youth team, and his average run of more than 12,000 kilometers per game has won the Asian Youth Championships, and his ability is beyond doubt. Commentator Zhang Lu was very angry: "It's just that I really don't understand, why didn't head coach Liu Chunming send Tang Zheng to take the penalty in such a crucial penalty kick? I don't believe that players who can play well in the Argentine national derby will lose their level in the small Asian Youth Championship penalty shootout!"

If Duan Huo hadn't secretly pulled him, Zhang Lu would have had more to say.

Tang Tianhua and Fang Hongping, who were sitting in front of the TV, looked at their son with tears streaming down the screen, and felt very uncomfortable......

The mood of the Chinese national youth team players who entered the locker room was not high, and the locker room was silent until the arrival of head coach Liu Chunming, which broke the silence: "Boys, although we lost the game, we did not lose hope, growth is a price, this is just a setback on your way to success, you ...... It's still the future of Chinese football!"

"Hope?" Tang Zheng snorted coldly: "The future......?"

It wasn't loud, but it was heard clearly in the quiet locker room.

Liu Chunming's face was ugly, and when he saw that it was Tang Zheng, he was even more angry, and said unhappily: "What do you mean?"

"What you think you mean is what you mean. Tang Zheng glanced at Liu Chunming and was very contemptuous.

"Do you think you blame me for losing the game?" Liu Chunming's voice rose twice, and his face darkened a lot.

"Do you blame me?"

Tang Zheng's words almost made Liu Chunming spit out a mouthful of old blood, losing the game was originally the responsibility of the head coach, but Tang Zheng said this in front of everyone in the team, where did he put his old face?

"You ......"

At this moment, Yang Yiming, vice chairman of the Football Association, pushed open the door of the locker room and walked in.

He saw that everyone's eyes were focused on him, and he tapped his head in satisfaction, and then made a series of official tones.

Comforting the players to look forward, look to the future, go back and play football and prepare for the London 2012 Olympic Games......

Then the locker room was silent.

Head coach Liu Chunming glared at Tang Zheng fiercely before continuing to speak.

But Tang Zheng didn't mean to listen at all, he took out a set of clean clothes, turned around and walked to the bathroom in the dressing room.

"What are you doing?" Liu Chunming looked at Tang Zheng's back, his eyes and teeth.

"It's your business!" after half a ring, four sonorous words came out of the bathroom.

(To be continued.) )