The two announcers chatted happily in the microphone, also about attacking and scoring goals.

But at this moment, the locker room of the Chinese team is as cold as ice, and both the coach and the players are waiting for new instructions with a cold face.

After a while, General Fan finally couldn't help such a dull atmosphere, stood up and said loudly: "Coach, you can't go on like this!" We must attack! ”

Ignoring Qi Miaosheng's warning gaze, General Fan continued to his own thoughts: "There are me and Wei Skirt, as well as Liangzai in the back, even if we fight hard, we will defend the other party's attack." ”

"Please believe us, it's too embarrassing to stick to it like this!"

"We are not willing to be eliminated from the competition like this!"

After General Fan finished speaking, Ma Mingyu and several veterans also stood up and responded.

"yes, yes, so do we!"

"So do we!"

"Coach Qi, you told Mr. Ladd that even if I break my leg, I will come back to defend!" Shensi, as a central midfielder, was the first to stand up and make a statement.

"And me!" Yao Xia also got up and showed his determination.

In the past, the Chinese team defended well entirely because the central defenders came back to defend, but now the central defenders have to attack and defend at the same time, not to mention whether the ability can keep up, physical strength and speed are also a problem.

One second you're attacking on the edge of the opponent's penalty area, and the next you're back in your own penalty area. You say you're running as hard as you can, but whether you can run back in that short time is two words. What's more, even if you run in place, you are out of breath, can you keep it well? I kept it this time, but what about next time? The stupid boy didn't walk like this, did he?

"Okay, okay, let's stop arguing, be quiet and quiet!" Qi Shusheng pressed the players down, "At halftime, just take a good rest, don't spend that mental and physical strength thinking about anything else." Tactical, just leave it to our coach! ”

Qi opened his mouth by mistake, and everyone also closed their mouths.

Zhao Junzhi took the opportunity to send towels, water and fruits to everyone, and he didn't even dare to squeak in this kind of scene.

Seeing the coaching staff getting together to discuss, the bored General Fan came to Ou Chuliang's side, pouted and said: "Liang Zai, we all know the current form, even if it is a draw with the opponent, it has to be a 1-1 draw, don't you say?" ”

"The coach has been asking us to play defense, and when the time comes, it will really be eliminated in a draw, I really can't swallow this breath!"

"Liang Zai, I've been talking about it for a long time, what do you think?"

General Fan is an old national footballer, but for some reason, there is no "senior" in front of Ou Chuliang. And in General Fan's own heart, although Ou Chuliang is younger than him, he always feels that this young man is a person of his own generation for some reason.

And since returning to China in 96 to play in Sampdoria, Ou Chuliang has basically secured the position of the main national team of the Chinese team. In the Olympic Games, Asian Cup, World Preliminaries, and Federation Cup, Ou Chuliang helped the Chinese team achieve good results again and again with his super-age performance. Even at the World Youth Championships, which General Fan did not touch, Ou Chuliang also brought back a world-class championship trophy for China. With such an achievement, it is difficult for General Fan to treat Ou Chuliang like "bullying" Xie Hui.

"Captain, that's not what I said." Ou Chuliang carefully combed the latex of his gloves, "It's okay to draw 1-1, but there is a sequence in this, whether to let the family score a goal first and then tie, or let's take the lead first and then accidentally score a goal by the opponent." If this order is confused, it will be a big mess! ”

"What other moths are in there?" General Fan asked curiously.

In this era, whether it is a local player or a coach, the things considered are very one-sided, which is a cognitive gap, not a lack of learning ability. Under the guidance of foreign coaches such as Ladd, domestic coaches such as Qi Cuosheng, Xu Hebao, and Chi Shangbin have gradually learned to analyze football with scientific methods.

In this World Cup, we can see that "the Chinese team may be eliminated by Austria and Italy because of the number of goals", General Fan Da feels that he is already moving forward. If Xie Hui was on the team, he might not know anything, but he would only know what the coach told him.

"Captain, we can't always think about things from our own point of view, and occasionally we have to think about things from the perspective of our opponents."

"Opponents?" General Fan scratched the back of his head, "I knew that if we didn't score a goal on our side, Italy and Austria over there might be a tacit ball!" ”

Hearing General Fan's explanation, Ou Chuliang smiled.

"Captain, I didn't ask you to think about opponents so far away, you think about opponents who are close."

"Close?" General Fan was stunned, "You mean Cameroon?" ”

"Yes, if you are a Cameroonian player, what is your most desperate hope?" Ou Chuliang guided step by step.

"The most desperate hope?" General Fan smacked his lips and began to think from Cameroon's point of view.

The current situation in Group B is that anyone can qualify, Italy and Austria may go hand in hand to the light, but Cameroon must fight to the death with the Chinese team.

For Cameroon, if it beats the Chinese team, it will definitely qualify! In this way, Italy and Austria will have to fight to the death.

So for Cameroon, winning is the only purpose of this game.

As for the other options, it makes no real difference whether it is a draw or a loss of 100.

"That way, we can't let the other side score first!" Speaking of this, Ou Chuliang's expression became serious.

"If Cameroon did score the first goal, do you think the captain would be willing to stick to it? It will definitely pounce again like a colony of ants that smell fishy, and then we will be more passive. Not only did you have to prevent the opponent from attacking desperately, but you also had to find an opportunity to score the equaliser. Do you think it's possible to do this with our current strength? ”

General Fan smacked his lips, it would be difficult for the opponent to score without attacking fiercely, and if the opponent took another shot of chicken blood, it is estimated that the situation of the Chinese team will be even more difficult. Either stick to a one-goal disadvantage, or let people play into a sieve, either of which is an abyss.

If Italy wins by then, the Chinese team, which is about to draw, will have nowhere to cry.

After thinking about this relationship clearly, General Fan suddenly shuddered. In the next second, cold sweat flowed down from the two sideburns.

"Okay, good boy, it's me who didn't think it through." General Fan collapsed directly on the chair. "Alas~ Who would have thought that it would take so many brain cells to play in the World Cup? If it's going to be like this all the time, or let the coaches think about it? My hairline is also high. ”

"Don't say that, Captain." Ou Chuliang came to his senses, "Captain, let me say something unpleasant, you are twenty-eight or nine years old this year, don't you think about what to do after retiring?" ”

"You mean?"

"Haven't you ever thought about getting a coaching certificate to be the coach of the Chinese team?" Ou Chuliang reminded again.

"Well..."General Fan bit his lower lip and thought for a while, waved his hand and said, "The current strength of our Chinese team is okay, and it is also going uphill." I'm afraid that being a half-coach like me will lead the Chinese team poorly, so it's better to hand it over to someone more capable. As for myself, it would be more than enough to be a teacher at a football school. Haha, if one day Chinese football doesn't even want to lose face, and even teams like Thailand and Myanmar lose, it's not too late for me to come out of the mountain! ”

Seeing that General Fan was so hearty, Ou Chuliang couldn't help but be speechless.

General Fan was joking with Ou Chuliang here, and the coaching staff over there also discussed the results.

"Wait, wait." After Ladd finished speaking softly, he tilted his head and thought about it, "If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan!" ”

The team members collectively rolled their eyes, how awkward it sounded when such words came out of the mouth of a foreigner, Ladd.

At the start of the second half, fans were disappointed to find that Ladd had neither made substitution adjustments nor changed tactics to let the players attack.

The starting candidates are different from the previous two games, but why do you still play defense?

Cai Sheng was still being defended by his opponents, and he continued to create opportunities for his teammates with his headers. But it's a pity that the Chinese team has always been so close to the goal.

Cameroon couldn't sit still at first, and began to attack the Chinese team in the second half.

For them, no matter what, they are bound to go first!

One of the most dangerous shots came in the 50th minute, when Mboma shook off a defender and fired a cold shot from the edge of the box. Because his teammates blocked the view, Ou Chuliang made a save and could only barely hold the ball out.

Bijerk, who followed forward, hurriedly made up the shot, but was blocked by General Fan, who also arrived with his horse.

"Look, look, it's not okay to just stick to it!" There were fans in the stands shouting.

"If you keep it like this, you will let the opponent score sooner or later! Won't we be passive then? ”

"Yes, the best defense is offense, and if you like defense so much, why not use offense instead of defense?"

"Rush forward! Rush forward! Rush forward! Rush forward !! ”

In the stands, the fans shouted in unison, stimulating the frontcourt players of the Chinese team.

Sure enough, under the chorus of tens of thousands of people, Qu Shengqing finally couldn't sit still.

"A good man should fight on the battlefield in blood, and then die! How can there be a reason to keep it all the time? ”

Two minutes later, the ball fell to midfielder Shen Si. Shen Si looked up at his teammates, and just wanted to return the pass to stabilize it, but suddenly heard Qu Shengqing's shout.

"Here, here!" Qu Fat Man shouted while twisting his head and rushing towards the right.

Shen Si did not hesitate, a long diagonal pass, directly hoisted the ball to the feet of Qu Fat Man on the right side.

Qu Fatzi is not bad at holding the ball, and he instantly approached the Cameroonian defender after getting the ball. When the opponent can sneak forward to help defend his teammates, he makes a hard trip with his right foot and passes the opponent with the ball.

"Qu Shengqing!"

"Speed!!"

As soon as Huang Jianxiang's words fell, Qu Shengqing took the ball into the Cameroon penalty area.

A surprise attack on the right!

"Cross!" Huang Jianxiang drank low!

Qu Shengqing, who rushed to the bottom line, rubbed his right foot, and the ball crossed the sky and hung towards the Cameroon penalty area. Cai Sheng, who was tall and tall, stood there, but half a head taller than the others.

"Cai Sheng!"

Asia's No. 1 high school striker pulled out on the spot and jumped into the air.

Shake your head 8 meters in front of the goal!

The Cameroonian goalkeeper subconsciously slapped his right palm out and lifted the ball to the sky.

"Ahh

There was a sigh in the stands.

If the angle is not so positive, it will be scored.

"And!" Looking at the ball straight up and down, Huang Jianxiang shouted again.

But this time, Cai Sheng faced a Cameroonian goalkeeper who could use his hands.

With an absolute advantage in the air, Cai Sheng could only watch the goalkeeper from Deportivo take the ball away.

"It's a pity!"

"It almost went in."

Just when Huang Jianxiang and the other team members were lamenting this, Cameroon goalkeeper Sangao waved his arm and threw the ball out.

The ball flew quickly over the heads of most of the players and towards Rigbert. Song at his feet.

In 1994, in his early 17s, Rigbert. Song participated in the World Cup in the United States as the youngest player in the World Cup that year.

Four years later, at the age of 21, Song has become the youngest captain of the Cameroon national team.

Song, who plays for Metz in Ligue 1, helped Metz finish second in Ligue 1 and qualify for Europe. And in the 95-96 season, he also helped Metz win the French League Cup once.

After such an outstanding midfielder won the ball, he found his teammate who was inserted at high speed for the first time.

Song didn't hesitate anymore, and directly made a hanging pass and kicked the ball to the front of the Chinese team's penalty area.

In the zoomed-out footage, fans can clearly see that the Cameroonian players in green are overtaking the Chinese team's redcoats at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. If this is a 100-meter sprint, the central defenders of the Chinese team are almost completely defeated!

General Fan returned to defend while calculating the landing point of the ball.

With your own speed, it should be no problem to earn a header in the first place, right?

But after glancing at Mboma, who was following him, General Fan was at a loss in his heart.

Will this big black make it easy for me to clear the ball with a header?

If the header is cleared, which direction should I go?

Left? Right? Front? Or a backpass goalkeeper?

Just as General Fan was beating the drum in his heart, he suddenly heard a loud shout from "behind".

"Get out of the way, my!"

General Fan hurriedly turned his head, and Ou Chuliang, who was dressed in a purple robe, rushed out of the forbidden area at some point and was rushing head-on.

Out of trust in Ou Chuliang, General Fan turned directly without hesitation and ran to Mboma's sprint route.

Facing General Fan who suddenly leaned over, Mboma could only slow down helplessly, watching Ou Chuliang jump high and push the ball back into the half court with his forehead.

"Marking!" Ou Chuliang roared after landing on the ground and hurriedly ran towards his goal.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound at the half, and in the face of the Chinese goalkeeper's header clearance, Song, who was aroused to be competitive, did not hesitate, and did not wait for the ball to land directly with a kick and blasted the ball towards the door of the Chinese team.

For a moment, the camera zooms out to capture the ball flying in the air.

Like a tourist chasing a plane, Ou Chuliang was powerless in front of the fast-flying ball.

Looking at the ball flying overhead, Ou Chuliang, who had just run to the penalty spot, fell to his knees and slid forward with his knees against the turf.

Even if he was given a pair of wings, Ou Chuliang was helpless against this ball.

Amid the exclamations of the fans, Song's midfielder shot flew off the baseline by grazing the crossbar.

The staff looked at the ball flying in the air, and they were stunned for a while, and they even forgot to give Ou Chuliang a new ball.

"Really, it's so dangerous!" Huang Jianxiang, who opened his mouth wide, barely spoke, "Cameroon's captain kicked a high-quality hanging shot in the midfield, and Ou Chuliang was still outside the penalty area at this time, and he couldn't do anything about such a shot. ”

"Fortunately, this goal was finally kicked higher, otherwise the Chinese team would have fallen behind by one goal now."

Seeing Cameroon's hanging door, the Chinese fans in the stands who were shouting and attacking stopped squeaking.

They also kept wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads.

Good guys, one second we were still attacking, and the next second we almost scored a goal.

Is this the strength of the African lion?

"Attack, attack, attack!!" At this time, someone stood up, waved the big flag in his hand, and shouted to suppress himself.

But this time, few people responded to him.

After the "ghost gate" went through, many fans calmed down.

Let's play defense, although there are not many chances, but as long as you catch one, you may be able to score.

What's more, it was only a short time before the start of the second half, and even if it was a full-scale attack, it would have to wait until the last ten minutes!

Now, it seems reasonable to play defense now to save your strength.

Just when Ou Chuliang asked for the ball and was about to open the door, Gu Mingchang on the sidelines put down the phone and excitedly rushed to Ladd and Qi Miaosheng and said something.

The next second, without waiting for Ladd's instructions, Qi Zhaosheng found the fourth official and suspended the game.

"Beep, beep, beep." Hearing the whistle, Ou Chuliang, who was originally going to kick off, also stopped in place and looked at the sidelines.

No. 13 Li Bing stepped on the ground with his left foot and right foot on the sidelines, using the last few seconds to warm up.

Ladd was close to him, dancing and gesturing, eager to transfer all the tactical points in his mind to Li Bing's mind.

"Oh, the Chinese team is the first to make substitutions!" Huang Jianxiang was not very surprised, "It was replaced by No. 15 Qu Shengqing, and it was replaced by No. 13 veteran Li Bing." ”

"Li Bing currently plays for Sichuan Quanxing, and his position on the field is striker."

In the end, Huang Jianxiang deliberately bit the word "striker" very hard, as if to remind fans that the Chinese team's substitution this time was an adjustment made for the sake of attack.

Seeing that he was replaced, Qu Shengqing looked unhappy.

He knew that his ball and dribble breakthrough just now were a bit abrupt, violating the tactical concept of Ladd and Qi Shusheng's defense-oriented. But no matter what, the Chinese team's attack this time was successful, and it played beautifully. If Cai Sheng had been a little more biased, this goal might have been scored.

As soon as I found a little feeling, I was replaced, wasn't it because the attack didn't work, and Cameroon found a chance to counterattack and almost conceded a goal?

Ignoring the outstretched hands of Ladd and Qi Missheng, Qu Shengqing and Li Bing hugged each other and returned to the bench with a black face.

With a bang, Qu Fatty's ass smashed on the chair like a piece of iron, as if he was venting his dissatisfaction in this way.

Seeing Qu Shengqing's appearance, the other team members on the side were silent. Only Zhao Junzhen came over with the identity of his fellow Liaozu teammate and whispered: "Brother Qu, are you angry?" ”