"Zhao Junzhe!"

"Zhao Junzhe!"

"Zhao Junzhe equalized the score!"

“2:2。”

"Before the end of the first half, the Chinese team miraculously equalized, I thought the first half would end with a score of 1:2, but I didn't expect Zheng Zhi to turn decay into magic in the backfield, and after getting rid of the defense with one pick and three, he sent an assist to Zhao Junzhe."

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

"Let's take a look at the slow-motion replay, when Zheng Zhi was holding the ball, both sides were instantly sandwiched by Roshenbach and Edu, Zheng Zhi calmly poked the ball back, and directly stabbed the ball behind Fabiano, this stab is quite knowledgeable, and directly blocked Roshenbach and Edu behind him, and Fabiano didn't figure out what Zheng Zhi was going to do at that time, when he figured it out, Zheng Zhi had already run behind him, and then sent an assist!"

"And this assist is simply a stroke of genius. Such a distance, so accurate, both the vision and the footwork are impeccable! ”

"This is Zheng Zhi!"

"Looking at Zhao Junzhe, seeing that Zheng Zhi got rid of the defense, he immediately resolutely inserted behind the Brazilian left-back Bilica, and Zheng Zhi cooperated seamlessly, and he did not stop the ball, but seized the best opportunity to volley directly, and Elton, who was standing in front of the goal, did not react at all."

Huang Jianxiang reviewed the whole process of the goal, and his mouth almost didn't drool.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!" Zhang Lu is left with hehe.

The Sydney Arena instantly erupted in deafening cheers, and more than 20,000 Chinese fans chanted, as if they could collapse the entire stadium.

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

"Awesome!"

"Awesome!"

"Awesome!"

Qu Peng hugged Zhao Junzhe's back and roared excitedly, and his teammates rushed over to celebrate wildly.

This goal is so important, the Brazilians reversed the score not long after, and the first half of the game was almost over, everyone's morale was actually very low, but Zhao Junzhe's goal quickly brought everyone's morale back, the score was equalized, and the morale resisted!

Even Horton and Zhu Guanghu, who were on the sidelines, hugged each other crazily, dancing, singing and dancing. This is perhaps the most important goal they have ever scored since they led the team, and they were not so excited when the Chinese team scored the first goal in the opening game, but this equalizer was so important that the emotions must have been even more emotional. Maybe even they didn't expect to equalize so quickly, and they all thought about how to adjust at half-time to equalize the score.

On the other end of the dugout, Luxemborg's ass was still hot before he got out of the dugout, how long did Fabiano's goal give Brazil the lead? He's only been happy for a few minutes? The score is equalized!

Fack!

Damn Zheng!

Luxenberg glared angrily at Zheng Zhi's back.

How exactly does this pass come about? How did he manage to get rid of it and get the ball to his teammates?

Ahhh

Unreasonable......

In the live broadcast room of the Brazilian Sports Channel, Zico looked confused, his mouth was wide open, and he could completely stuff a fist into it.

Very speechless,

I'm really speechless,

He didn't know what to say.

Just now he was still praising the Brazilian team for doing quite well both offensively and defensively, and the score of 2:1 was the best reward for the Brazilian team, but in less than three minutes, the Chinese team actually equalized!

Zheng Zhi, whom he looked down upon, actually gave such a perfect performance?

It's a real slap in his face.

"This ball,"

"It's too unjust."

"It's quite inattentive,"

"Even if someone stops Zheng, someone stops the guy who scores."

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

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

Why did it assist? God, this guy can pass the ball so well from such a distance?

No, I have to practice hard when I go back, this kind of long-distance assist is terrible......

Ronaldinho immediately compared himself with Zheng Zhi in private, and finally came to the conclusion that it was impossible for him to pass such an accurate long pass.

But the person he just passed was really too surprising and beautiful. He praised Zheng Zhi again for getting rid of people just now.

Zheng Zhi is a rare person he admires.

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

"Hey, Zheng,"

"That ball was so beautiful."

Ronaldinho walked up to Zheng Zhi's side, and the two went off the field side by side.

"If it were me, I wouldn't be able to kick it out for a while."

"Less, I know what's going on in your mind, haha." Zheng Zhi smiled, "You must be thinking, you have to practice hard when you go back, and then kick it out, right?" ”

"Uh," Ronalnidio was slightly stunned, and the little rabbit smiled obscenely, "Sure, you will, and I must do it, otherwise you will be pulled away again?" ”

"I'll give myself half a month."

"Okay,"

……

……

In the locker room, everyone was drinking water to replenish their hydration, and Horton drew a bunch of dense drawings on the tactical board, especially in the upper left corner, where Ronaldinho's name was circled and circled.

He knocked on the table, and all eyes gathered.

'In the second half we had to strengthen our defense against Ronaldinho.

"Someone has to be by his side in time when he's on the ball,"

"Also pay attention to the movement of his teammates around him."

"If you don't stare at this guy, there is a chance that anything will happen."

After a pause, he turned the conversation back to the team as a whole.

'Of course, it's impossible to contain them completely, and we can clearly feel that at the beginning of the first half and Brazil at the end of the game were two completely different teams, they liked to play individually and after falling behind, they played as a whole. It's terrible to play a Brazil as a whole, all we can do is play more as a team than they are, and on the pitch no player can fail to defend because of inertia and cause leaks in the team's defence. It can be broken through by the other party, but there must be no loopholes due to inertia! ”

'In the second half we had to be more aggressive in looking for chances to score, to be more aggressive, to be more aggressive. The Brazilian team is not perfect defensively, and we have to look for space to break through by running more aggressively. As long as we stay focused enough, we can find out! ”

"Focus on 90 minutes and don't slack off."

"Come on!" Horton habitually spoke a word in Chinese.

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

"5 million, brothers,"

"Think of our $5 million bonus!"

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

"Those guys are here to rob us of 5 million!"

"One step deeper, he's here to rob our villa! Snatch our supermodels! Star! And our sports cars! ”

"When we lose 5 million, we lose all of that, and even everything we have for the next 10 years!"

"They must be beaten to death!"

Zhu Guanghu's face darkened again, and he muttered in his heart: Zheng Zhi! Can't you just talk the other way? Is everyone standing here, not fighting for the country, but just for 5 million? What other supermodels, celebrities, sports cars? How filthy is your mind? This kind of thinking is unacceptable......

But he didn't say anything in the end......

Horton didn't understand, but he stood next to him and watched his disciples' gaze regain their burning gaze.

Amazing?

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On the other end of the dressing room, Luxenberg walked around, and from the moment he entered the dressing room, he never stopped.

"We let him pass too comfortably!"

"Gave him too much space to get the ball!"

"It's not going to work."

"I think," Luxenburg finally stopped, his eyes scanning earnestly over all the players in front of him.

"You guys don't realize anything until now."

"Who is Zheng?"

"He's a European champion! He is the Most Valuable Player in the Bundesliga, and probably the Most Valuable Player in Europe, and if he continues to perform well, he may even win the Ballon d'Or at the end of the year! ”

"Do you really understand who your opponent is?"

After taking a breath, Luxenberg's language became even more caustic, and every word was merciless.

"I don't understand why you would let a champion player take the ball freely, pass the ball freely, shoot at goal? Do you think you are stronger than him? ”

"Do you really think so? What have you won? ”

"You're going to be stripped of almost $20,000! If you still face the Chinese team and Zheng with such an attitude! ”

"In the end, you're still living in a terrible team dormitory, receiving a salary that you can't even afford to buy, and sitting forever in the daydream of playing in Europe!"

"Because, your performance today is useless!"

Brazil's generals: ......

Speechless,

mortified

wrath

Unwilling!

Coach Luxenberg was so insulting to them that it was hard to accept.

We just haven't been to Europe yet, so how do you know we can't kick out? One day, we will do what we want! Zheng Zhi? He was just lucky, he went to Europe at the beginning, and if we played in Europe, would it be bad?

However, there is no way to refute it.

No one can open this mouth.

Luxenberg glanced at everyone again and said coldly.

"I know what you're thinking,"

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

"Those scouts in the stands will be watching!"

"Ronaldinho, I read a Chinese media article, and he said that you are in Leverkusen to help Zheng,"

"You think about it."

What the?!

Shameless Chinese media! Did I do it?

Ronaldinho's stunned gaze was fixed in the air, he had a good impression of the Chinese media, but he really didn't like to listen to these words......

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In the tunnel of the players, the two teams met again, but without the relaxed atmosphere that they had before the opening.

Everyone's gaze was like a sharp knife, and when they intertwined, there was an immediate fierce collision.

Zheng Zhi can feel Ronaldinho's gaze, strange, cold, and even full of challenges?

What medicine did they take?

Zheng Zhi was slightly surprised, he thought that his team's morale was strong enough, but he didn't expect the Brazilian team to also use magic? Everyone looks murderous.

Second

It's hard to deal with!

……

……

Beep

The Swiss referee's whistle blew again, and the battle began again.

Less than a minute into the game, the Brazilian team pressed in the front, striker Fabiano shoveled Sui Xiliang, Sui Xiliang almost somersaulted 360 degrees in the air and smashed onto the turf! The latter screamed and pounded the turf frantically, in pain.

This scene is quite shocking. It doesn't look like it's pretending, it should be injured.

"Wori!"

"This guy is crazy, isn't it!"

"What a spicy tackle!"

"Sui Xiliang looks like he's going to be reimbursed."

"The bestiality has exploded!"

Zheng Zhi ran quickly towards Sui Xiliang.

And the referee immediately ran over and showed Fabiano a yellow card mercilessly.

Is a yellow card a fart? Sui Xiliang was really reimbursed and had to be replaced!

The Brazilian team became extremely fierce at the beginning, which was caused by striker Fabiano, and Huang Jianxiang immediately commented:

"Sui Xiliang went down, passive substitution, Horton didn't expect this kind of misfortune to occur at the beginning, the change was a little fast, and there was almost no preparation."

"It's Huang Yong who came up,"

"It's not Shao Jiayi,"

"Anyway, Fabiano doesn't need it, this ball has to be tackled, isn't this deliberately looking for a yellow card?"

"It's not like Brazil's style at all, it's too brutal, and only South American teams like Colombia, Peru or Uruguay can exaggerate it."

"It's time to be on guard, I feel like it's not Fabiano's business alone, it's the Brazilian team's tactics that have changed,"

"Maybe that's what their manager meant."

Huang Jianxiang keenly smelled the danger.

Horton in the coach's seat naturally smelled it, and after Huang Yong came on the field, he hurriedly ran to find the fourth official to theorize that he had to put pressure on the referee team.

"See?"

"My players aren't here to fight, we're here to play,"

"Is this what four-star Brazil is like? If you can't kick us, you start to foul roughly? ”

"We can't tolerate such atrocities, do we?"

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

"Look, look."

Horton babbled a lot, and then reluctantly walked back to the dugout.

Of course, I wanted to put pressure on the fourth official, but suddenly I felt that something was not quite right?