Chapter 81 Take the lead first (thank you for the big reward, this chapter is more)

"Guoao is in trouble now!"

"The European team is in trouble now!"

"Ladd is in trouble right now!"

"Xiaoliang is in trouble now!"

"Lao Xu is in trouble now!"

The moment Yang Chen left the field, several different voices sounded in the hearts of the fans.

This is the first game of the qualifiers, and if you lose, the National Olympic Games will basically lose the possibility of qualifying. You know, the information collected before the game shows that Kazakhstan is the weakest team in the group.

But now the weakest team has become a sharp sword hanging over the head of the National Olympic Games, which can kill the National Olympic Games at any time.

It's not that the fans can't accept losing the Olympic Games, but they can't accept losing in the first game in this way.

If this game is lost, then from the players to the coach to the Football Association, there will be different pressures from all walks of life.

Everyone knows that at this time, a hero needs to stand up and show the way for the National Olympic Games.

Who is it?

Ladd was quick to adjust.

No. 9 Shen Si is down, and No. 20 Peng Weijun is up.

Judging from the purpose of Ladd's substitution, he still adheres to the tactics of "midfield defense".

In the 33rd minute, the Kazakhstan team finally broke through the National Olympic defense line and created a corner kick on the right side. The number 15 played an outside spin and the ball spun away from goal.

Wu Chengying, who chased the ball at the back point, made a mistake in judgment, and did not calculate the spin strength of the ball when he kicked out, so he could only use his best strength to clear the siege with a tackle at the end. After touching the ball on his toes, he was intercepted by a player from outside the box.

In the face of Li Ming's grab, the players of the Harbin team shook a few kicks but failed, and could only knock the ball to their teammates.

The ball fell a few times on the periphery of the National Olympic penalty area and came to the feet of the captain of the No. 8 Harbin team.

Azma took a step forward and then followed up with a long-range shot.

In this position, the National Olympic defense was empty, and they all shrank into the penalty area. It was too late to intercept Ahzma when he found out that he was going to get up.

Ahzma's powerful shot is not particularly powerful, but the angle is tricky.

The ball flying to the right bounced off the ground after flying to the edge of the small penalty area, and continued to fly towards the National Olympic goal.

"MD, this ball must be blind!"

Ou Chuliang didn't believe that the opponent deliberately kicked out this kind of ball, and after judging the route of the ball, he immediately exerted his right foot and rushed out to the right.

The fans only felt a flash of purple light in front of the National Olympic goal, and the black and white ball bounced back into the penalty area as if it had hit something. Seeing the ball appear at his feet, Zhang Jihua subconsciously kicked to the side and resolved the crisis of the National Olympic Games.

Ou Chuliang, who pounced, rolled on the ground twice before stopping, and the jersey of the tucked goal pants was also ripped out because of the rolling, revealing a large piece of his back.

He looked up for the ball as soon as he looked up, and when he found that the ball was cleared by his teammates, he couldn't help but wave his right fist fiercely. Spit out the grass clippings, dirt and chewing gum that had long since lost its taste in his mouth to the sidelines, and cursed a dirty word.

"Xiao Ou, keep it beautiful!"

"Liangzi, you really made a meritorious contribution this time!"

"Beautiful, pretty!"

The teammates gathered around and praised Ou Chuliang in a gossiping manner. Ou Chuliang stretched out his hand and pointed at the players of the Harbin team who were about to throw a throw-in.

Soon, after several passes, the throw-in of the Kazakhstan team came to the feet of the No. 8 captain again. Azma didn't seem to believe in evil and fired again from distance at the top of the box.

However, this time Ou Chuliang was already on guard against Azma's cold arrow, and quickly fell to the ground to save, blocking the ball with his armpits. While stretching out his hand to direct his teammates to cover, he quickly got up and continued to pounce forward, holding the ball firmly in his arms.

After several consecutive saves, Ou Chuliang's dashing image before the game was completely gone. Not only did the oiled hairstyle become as messy as a chicken nest, but there were even a few grass clippings on the top of the head.

But at this time, Ou Chuliang couldn't care about it so much, and the Harbin team wanted to strike while the iron was hot and score a goal while the National Olympics was one less person in a panic. As a goalkeeper, he must take advantage of his position and control the rhythm of the game.

It wasn't until the others withdrew from the penalty area that Ou Chuliang slowly threw the ball to Wu Chengying on the right.

Seeing that his teammates began to organize attacks in the middle again, Ou Chuliang freed his hands and tucked the jersey behind his butt and side back into his pants little by little.

With the camera already following the ball to the midfield, fans in front of the TV could not imagine how difficult it was for Ou Chuliang, who was wearing heavy gloves, to make this simple move.

Ladd is worthy of being a famous coach sent by FIFA, and after replacing Peng Weijun on the field, the National Olympic midfielder was reactivated. In addition, Ou Chuliang defused the onslaught of Kazakhstan after Yang Chen's departure, and the National Olympic Games came out of the panic at the beginning and played an orderly cooperation.

In the 39th minute, Li Ming plugged straight on the right side, and Qu Shengqing suddenly inserted diagonally and intercepted the ball in front of the opponent. After continuing to dribble the ball to the bottom, Qu Shengqing still did not choose to pass. Instead, he continued to accelerate, trying to form a breakthrough along the bottom line and enter the penalty area.

The players of the Harbin team obviously underestimated Qu Shengqing's determination to break through, and by the time they fully reacted, it was already a little late. The No. 14 of the Harbin team suddenly got down before Qu Shengqing was about to rush into the penalty area along the bottom line, and directly shoveled the ball out of bounds.

After falling to the ground, Qu Shengqing rolled on the ground twice, but did not get up immediately, and there was a noise on the court.

"Oh! The referee also showed a red card to the Kazakh player at the same time! Since the opening, Huang Jianxiang's voice revealed joy for the first time.

The No. 14 player of the Harbin team made gestures and loudly defended, but Qu Shengqing was lying on the grass. The referee did not relent, and directly showed a red card above the head of the Harbin team 14.

So far, the National Olympic Team has endured the pressure of the Harbin team for nearly 10 minutes, and has once again stood on the same running line with the opponent.

When the number of people became 10 to 10, the advantage of the national Olympic team in the middle was gradually revealed.

Under the organization of Peng Weijun, the attack in the midfield gradually improved.

In the 41st minute, Peng Weijun dribbled the ball in the middle and fired with his right foot at the top of the arc of the penalty area, and the ball hit the leg of the opponent's defender and flew out of the bottom line.

"No. 20 Peng Weijun, from Guangzhou Sun God." Huang Jianxiang looked at Peng Weijun who ran to the corner kick area on the screen and introduced.

"Xie Hui jumped high..."

"A header to the top..."

"It's in!"

With the sound of cheers, the entire football stadium turned into a sea of joy.

Peng Weijun's corner kick has a high arc and the landing point is just right. Xie Hui's header was from a good and powerful angle, and it went into the net before the opposing goalkeeper could touch the ball.

"Xie Hui jumped very high and hit the gate with his forehead ball at the highest point..."

Huang Jianxiang introduces over and over again in the camera that his intonation and timbre must be bland and unremarkable, like a bystander, because of the role he plays at work. But at this moment, he interprets his excitement in another way.

When Huang Jianxiang tirelessly introduced how Xie Hui scored the goal for the fourth time on the screen, the old man in the red sandalwood rocking chair also stroked his beard and laughed.

"The national Olympic team has scored, the national Olympic team has scored!"

After three replays, the camera finally gave a close-up of Ou Chuliang in front of the National Olympic goal line.

At this time, Ou Chuliang had already tucked all his jerseys into his pants, and the grass clippings on the top of his head were also photographed by him. Ou Chuliang, who had recovered thirty percent of his chic, was pointing forward with his thumb outstretched and did not fall for a long time.

The old man looked at Ou Chuliang on the screen dotingly, his face full of kindness. "Xiaoliang, now that the National Olympics have scored, you should be considered stable, right?"