() "Watch out for Number 6, don't let him start!"

"Kill Number 12!"

"Stuck in the position, just jam the inner line!"

After the initial panic, the two sides began to enter their own rhythms.

In Azadi, the Iranian players have a strong psychological advantage. In addition, there is a desire to avenge the last game, so the Iranian players are desperately attacking.

After Zhang Baofeng made a mistake, he thought that he would be scolded by Tang Wu.

But Tang Wu seemed to be directing the defense as usual, as usual, as if the opening mistake had just happened.

"Is it my delusion?"

"Didn't I make a mistake just now?"

At this moment, the sound of fists hitting each other sounded in the stadium.

Boom!

Boom!

Tang Wu was on his back to the bottom, and the ball flew out of the baseline from above the crossbar.

"Damn, don't you stick your foot out to block the shot? I want to t! After Tang Wu stood up, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhang Baofeng in the middle.

"I, I..." He did slip away!

"Don't ink, defend quickly!" Tang Wu shook off a sentence and organized the players to defend the opponent's corner kick.

The surrounding team members glanced at Zhang Baofeng, some of them were full of disdain, some shook their heads in regret, and some gloated.

At this time, Hu Zhaojun pushed him from behind, "Baofeng, I'll defend against this, you go to defend the one in front!" ”

Tang Wu was staring at the opponent's corner kick, and he saw Zhang Baofeng walking forward in his spare light.

"Fengzi, who made you move? Get me stuck on the 12th! ”

Zhang Baofeng was stunned for a moment, stood in place and paused for a moment, and then looked back at the kung fu back and forth, Tang Wu suddenly rushed forward and pushed Zhang Baofeng aside.

"Mine!" Tang Wu roared, and Zhang Yaokun and Xu Liang, who were about to earn the top, immediately moved out of the way.

Iran's midfield is not tall and belongs to the category of small and fast.

Tang Wu stretched out his hands and took off the ball directly above the heads of the two.

After landing, Tang Wu glanced at the positions of Yu Tao and Yan Song, decisively fell to the ground to protect his chest, and held the ball in his arms.

"Good shot! Tang Wu picked it beautifully! Dewey, who was sitting on the couch, shook his fist sharply.

Wu Wei took the opportunity to ask: "Why didn't anyone hit him when Tang Wu got the ball, but he still fell to the ground to protect the ball?" ”

Without waiting for Dewey to answer, Sun Ji on the side said: "This is the common practice of goalkeepers, wait until everyone leaves the penalty area before serving, so that it is safer." ”

"Then why not take the opportunity to launch a fast attack? Just now, Director Huang said on TV that counterattack is the main offensive means of the National Olympic Games, don't you also agree with it? ”

"It's different!" Dewey shook his head.

"What's the difference?" The camera focuses on Dewey's side face.

"Tang Wu, his height is taller than ours, and his vision is better than ours. If he had a chance to fight back, he would have kicked the ball out without saying a word. But if he falls to the ground to protect the ball or ejects a player into the box, it means that our attacking players are not in a good position or are not in a good attacking position. ”

As soon as the words fell, the screen zoomed out, revealing Yu Tao and Yan Song, who were looked at by their opponents.

"Look, Lu Feng's position is far behind, and unless Yu Tao and Yan Song run here, they won't have a hard time connecting the ball at all." Sun Ji stepped forward and gestured with his hand on the screen, as a fullback who often drives big feet to find a winger, Sun Ji sees this very accurately.

"Fengzi, what do you always slip during the game? Can't you see people if you can't get stuck in the position? Before opening his big feet, Tang Wu took the opportunity to ask.

Zhang Baofeng glanced at Hu Zhaojun's back and opened his mouth, but he never made a sound.

Tang Wu is not stupid, looking at Zhang Baofeng's appearance, he knows his "difficulties".

However, now that he is in the game, Tang Wu has no heart to give psychological counseling to the players.

"In particular, you are a central defender, and the midfielders and wingbacks have to listen to you, so you don't have any opinions?"

"And even if you have a bad brain, your ears will not work? Can't you do what I say? ”

Zhang Baofeng looked at Tang Wu hesitantly, Tang Wu ran to him and smothered the ball forward, and then said domineeringly: "Listen to me, understand?" ”

"Got it!" Zhang Baofeng's eyes finally had a hint of determination.

The ball flew to the front court, and Lu Feng, who was 1.83 meters, jumped desperately and rubbed the ball to the feet of Xu Liang, who was inserted next to him.

In Shen Xiangfu's shouting, Xu Liang arched his foot horizontally and sent a straight kick along the sideline.

Yan Song desperately opened his legs, chasing the ball while stuck in position.

In the past two years, although A A has been transforming, it has not affected the cultivation of young people by Dalian Shide, a giant A A giant.

Like Zhang Yaokun, Zou Jie, etc., these newcomers with good strength have injected a lot of fresh blood into Dalian Shide.

Among them, Yan Song is the representative.

In 1999, 18-year-old Yan Song entered the front line of Shide and was the first player to play A among the young players of Shide. With his good performance in the club, Yan Song was selected for the Chinese Youth League, the National Youth League and the National Olympic Games at a young age.

Now, with his strong sprint and breakthrough breakthrough, Yan Song has become the main offensive planner of the National Olympic Games.

At this time, Yan Wanwan's speed was up, and he gently pushed the ball with his right foot, and began to impact the Iranian team's defense with more than ordinary people's game experience.

"Okay, million, you can pass it, pass it, pass it!" Off camera, Sun Ji and Dewey were the first to get excited.

Watching Yan Song get closer to the bottom line with the ball little by little, these two people were more excited than anyone else.

Dewey's mother looked at her excited son on the side, and her face was full of relief.

Since Dewey's injury, it's rare to see him look so sunny.

Boom!

As soon as Yan Song got up, he was stopped by the Iranian defender who followed the ball out of the bottom line.

"Good shot!"

Even if it was out of bounds, Dewey was happy.

When he was on the team, the national Olympic team often threatened the opponent's goal with corner kicks, which was also one of the few offensive methods of the national Olympic team.

However, Dewey forgot that he was no longer on the field at this time, and the threat of corner kicks in the National Olympics was not only greatly reduced, but Sun Xiang's corner kicks also lost their first choice.

"Look at this corner, it's the third corner in the first half." Huang Jianxiang said flatly.

"Dewey's absence did have a big impact on the control of the high-altitude ball, and the first two corners were cleared by the opposing goalkeeper."

"Sun Xiang..."

"This time it's a precedent..."

"Header!"

"The ball is in?!"

In Huang Jianxiang's slightly surprised voice, Hu Zhaojun rushed to the coach's seat with open arms, and there was a red joy on the field.

"It's in!" Zhan Jun didn't expect the goal of the National Olympic Games to come so suddenly, but he still maintained the good ethics of the commentator and said into the microphone: "In the 27th minute of the first half, Yan Song made a corner kick on the right side. Sun Xiang took the penalty, and Hu Zhaojun, who was in front of the point, put the ball in. ”

"The National Olympic team is ahead!"

In just one sentence, nearly 1,000 Chinese fans in the stands jumped up with excitement and danced the big flag in their hands.

"It's in, coach, we've scored!" Hu Zhaojun was the first to run to the bench and was greeted by Shen Xiangfu's embrace.

Then there were Yan Song, Yu Tao, and Lu Feng, who hugged each other one after another with the substitutes and staff who rushed up.

"Xiaohu, okay, this ball top is beautiful!"

"Yes, Captain, this lion shakes his head and is absolutely amazing!"

"If Karn comes, he won't be able to stand it!"

In the praise of his teammates and coaches, Hu Zhaojun scratched the back of his head and smiled.

Just then, a discordant voice came.

"Coach, I scored this goal!"