In the second half, the side changed again, and Saudi Arabia again looked for opportunities from the left. When the fans saw that the left side was still the breakthrough of Saudi Arabia and Qi Miaosheng still had no intention of substitution, they couldn't help but shout.

"Ahh

"It's the left side again!"

When the word "left" was spoken, Huang Jianxiang and Liu Jianhong all looked helpless.

"Fortunately, Zhang Jihua and General Fan stretched their legs in time, so Ou Chuliang was able to confiscate the ball so easily."

"If the left side continues to leak like this, it will be a matter of time before the score is behind..."

"Huh? The Chinese team has changed? ”

Liu Huang and the others were overjoyed, and when they saw Peng Weiguo replacing Yang Chen, they immediately changed their faces to be puzzled.

"No. 11 Peng Weiguo came on the field, it seems that Coach Qi wants to strengthen his control over the middle."

Why not switch left-backs?

Liu and Huang can only pray in their hearts, hoping that Peng Weiguo's arrival will make up for the gap on the left side.

However, Peng Weiguo's appearance did not play a better defensive effect. In the 56th minute, Li Bing, who was dragged at the back of the defensive line, missed the top when his header cleared, and Jabeur received the ball with a strong shot, but fortunately, Ou Chuliang was attentive and flew to block the line and block the ball from the bottom line.

The Chinese team is still in danger in front of the goal.

After a few more attacks and defenses, Ou Chuliang kicked the goal kick forward with a big kick. The cameraman on the sidelines took advantage of this gap and switched the camera to Qi Miaosheng's face.

On the screen, Qi Miaosheng had a serious face and closed his lips. His eyes were unblinking on the pitch, and it was clear that he was not very satisfied with the current Chinese team.

Gu Mingchang, Sun Wenxin and the others whispered in their seats, and the eyes of the three of them glanced at Wu Chengying, who warmed up on his own every once in a while, and shook his head incessantly.

"The scene is so passive, and the expression of head coach Qi Missheng is also very solemn..."

As soon as Liu Jianhong's voice fell, the camera suddenly switched to the court.

A black and white ball flew across the half-court, was put into a block with the left foot of the white player, and quickly slid forward.

In the half of the huge Chinese team, only Mahalel and Zhang Jihua were left to run quickly.

What's going on?

didn't have time to ask, Huang Jianxiang immediately explained: "It's Saudi Arabia's counterattack!" ”

"No. 10 Mahalel strode down the left and took the ball straight to the front."

"There is only Zhang Jihua in the backfield of the Chinese team, who is desperately chasing back..."

said that Zhang Jihua was chasing back, but in fact, the two were almost on the same level. If Zhang Jihua runs diagonally and wants to stop Mahalel, with the speed he is currently showing, he will definitely fall behind the opponent and eat ashes.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Under the nervous gaze of the fans, Mahalel stepped the ball into the Chinese team's penalty area in three or five steps.

"The Saudi team formed a single sword..."

Facing the menacing Saudis, Ou Chuliang frowned and strode forward.

"He's going to slow down!"

Based on observing Mahalel's cadence and distance, Occhulian came to the first useful conclusion.

Zhang Jihua's position has made Ou Chuliang completely give up the idea of relying on his teammates, at this moment, Ou Chuliang focused all his attention on the feet of Mahalel, he can only rely on himself!

Now, he's waiting for Mahalel to "make a mistake" or "make a mistake", and he's looking for a gap that isn't a gap!

"One-on-one with the goalkeeper!"

Ou Chuliang couldn't hear the tension in Huang Jianxiang and Liu Jianhong's voices, and at this moment, the time around him seemed to slow down.

With 5.0 dynamic vision, Achurion can see the fake grass that Mahalel has stepped on, as well as the dust and mud kicked up by his shoe spikes.

After the opponent stepped forward again, Ou Chuliang's eyes lit up. He found that the ball, which had been rolling straight forward, suddenly bounced upwards after hitting something.

Even if it was only an insignificant few millimeters, it made Ou Chuliang immediately make up his mind and rushed towards the ball with an indomitable momentum.

Regardless of whether this bounce will have an impact on Mahalel, for Ou Chuliang, this is an opportunity that is not an opportunity!

Seeing Ou Chuliang suddenly accelerate, Mahalel made the first choice after catching up with the ball.

He opted for a direct shot!

Rumble!

There was an explosion in the Chinese team's penalty area, and the bounced ball flew directly towards the goal behind Ou Chuliang under the volley of Mahalel's tense instep.

Because it was a volley after the ball bounced up, Mahalel's kick didn't hold down the height at all.

The take-off ball was level with Ou Chuliang's chest for a moment, and it also flew to Ou Chuliang's side at a high altitude.

Boom!

A purple iron arm was raised at some point, blocking the ball's flight path. After being hit so violently, he just shook back and forth, and then he was completely frozen in air.

The iron arm didn't retreat, and the compromise was naturally the ball. The ball that had been knocked out of the air bounced high and flew out of the bottom line above the door poster.

"Whoa!!"

In an instant, a shout suddenly sounded from the stands of the Chinese team. Angry roars erupted from the throats of all the fans of the Chinese team, and the fans stood up and scrambled to look at Ou Chuliang, who was walking steadily outside the small penalty area and raising his right arm, and some female fans even let out a series of screams from the bottom of their hearts.

"Ou, Ou San!" Yumi Nakata's eyes moved slightly, and her two hands unconsciously clenched the sachet in her hand. The body under the kimono trembled in an indiscernible amplitude, as if trying to hide something.

Beside her, there was a "poof" sound.

Nakata Hidetoshi, who was leaning on the table, fell to the side like a sack, and the shot was so close that the ball had even turned into a black shadow on the screen, but it was still stopped by Ou Chuliang.

Hidetoshi Nakata couldn't figure out what kind of shot could break through the dragon behind Ou Chuliang again.

"This, this is simply a wall, a wall of the Chinese team!" Liu Jianhong shook his head and sighed, "Ou Chuliang once again rejected the Saudi team's shot, guarding the gate of the Chinese team like a majestic Great Wall!" ”

Hearing the word "Great Wall", Huang Jianxiang's eyes lit up and he clenched the hundred-yuan bill in his hand.

"Yes, in this situation, I can't help but chant a poem: A 100-meter run leads to a cang, why not let him shoot? Although the Great Wall is still there, look at today's Ou Chuliang! ”

Liu Jianhong looked at the colleague next to him in surprise, and Huang Jianxiang folded the hundred-yuan bill in his hand in front of Liu Jianhong and stuffed it into the pocket of his jacket.

"Coach Qi..."

On the sidelines, Gu Mingchang once again came to Qi Miaosheng's side.

"What's the matter?"

Qi Miaosheng didn't even turn his head, and in the second half alone, Gu Mingchang had already said two substitutions. Therefore, Qi Miaosheng didn't need to ask, he knew what Gu Ming Chang was going to say.

But this time, Gu Mingchang was like "learning to be smart", and he didn't mention Wu Chengying at all.

He leaned into Qi Zhuosheng's ear, pointed to the court and whispered, "Coach Qi, look, Li Bing seems to be injured." ”

"What?" Qi was stunned.

Li Bing is injured? How did he not know? Why didn't he see it?

Following Gu Mingchang's fingers, Qi Zhaosheng saw Li Bing, who was holding his arm and running back slowly to defend a corner kick.

"Li Bing didn't..."

Before Qi Weisheng could finish speaking, Gu Mingchang directly interrupted him.

"Coach Qi, take a good look at it. Li Bing's right foot, is it injured? ”

The ancient commander bit the word "injured" very hard.

Qi Shusheng turned his head and looked at Gu Ming Chang with a deep face in surprise, and seemed to understand something for a moment.

"Mmmm, yes, yes, old Gu, you're right, Li Bing seems to be really injured." Qi Miaosheng repeated a sentence, and he didn't know who to tell it.

"Xiao Wu, come here!" Qi Zhuosheng shouted at Wu Chengying, who was pressing his legs on the side, and then said softly: "Old Gu, please go and tell the referee, we have to change people." ”

"Okay." Gu Ming nodded and trotted towards the fourth official.

"Beep!! Beep beep! ”

The referee whistled a series of whistles, prompting the Saudi players to avoid corner kicks first.

In the blue lineup on the other side, Li Bing was stunned, and he saw the sign raised on the sidelines, and the red number was the number behind him.

"!"

Li Bing foamed at the mouth and walked towards the sidelines with his head down.

He himself knows that he gave too much space on the left side in this game, and even he was responsible for both goals.

But Li Bing also has his own little abacus in his heart.

His physical strength simply does not allow him to run back and forth between the front and back courts like the young Sun Jihai, and he can only choose one at both ends of the offensive and defensive ends.

Now that the score on the field has been pulled to 2-2, even if he sticks to the left side for the rest of the time, so that the opponent can no longer find a gap from the left side, then at most he will be given the title of "making up for the dead" after the game. But if he had scored one or two goals in attack, the result would have been very different. His mistakes will be overshadowed by the brilliance of the goal, and the fans will not complain that he is out of position on this side, and will even treat him as a hero!

Therefore, Li Bing does not need to be responsible for his teammates, fans, assistant coaches and others, as long as Qi Zhuosheng always trusts him. He knew that his left-back position was arranged by Qi Missheng, and his fate was firmly tied to Qi Missheng. And what he has to do is to score a goal as soon as possible in the final moment, with the trust of the manager.

The gamble had begun, and he couldn't stop.

Now, Qi has chosen to fold; And his Li Bing's gamble was naturally declared a failure.

and Wu Chengying patted their hands, Li Bing didn't say a word, and came to the bench to sit down.

He didn't admit his mistake to Qi Cuosheng, nor did he question why Qi Cuosheng didn't continue to believe in himself. He only knows that even if the Chinese team has crossed the Saudi Arabian hurdle, the Asian Cup that belongs to him has come to an end.

"Beep!"

The referee blew the whistle and the Saudi players quickly took a corner.

It's still an arc away from the goalkeeper.

In the screen, the ball flew into the air and was about to fall, when a round head suddenly jumped high and pushed the ball out of the penalty area.

The camera zoomed in, Wu Chengying gritted his teeth, and the baby fat on his cheeks swayed up and down because of the jump.

"Wu Chengying!"

"Wu Chengying, who had just come on the field, earned the first point and cleared the Saudi Arabian corner kick out of the penalty area!"

Seeing that it was Wu Chengying who cleared the ball, Qi Miaosheng also sighed.

It is taboo for the defender to make substitutions in corner kicks, and it is impossible for Qi Zhaosheng, a coach for many years, not to understand this.

But he still resolutely replaced Wu Chengying first, which was his last stubbornness.

Now, under the title of Desperate Saburo, Xiao Hei has exerted a hundred and twenty points of defensive ability, and he will become the focus of the camera as soon as he enters the field.

Qi mistakenly knew that this time, he was really wrong.

"Blackie!"

Hearing someone shouting about himself, Wu Chengying, who was about to leave the forbidden area, turned around.

In front of the goal line, Ou Chuliang stretched out his right hand and gave Wu Chengying a thumbs up.

Seeing Ou Chuliang's gesture, Wu Chengying grinned at the corner of his mouth, and also replied.

Looking at the two people looking at each other in the screen from afar, my grandson Chen Tang clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "This hole on the left side has finally been blocked!" ”