This unexpected free kick may be the best chance for the Chinese team since the start of the first half. Several players with relatively good footwork in the national team www.biquge.info gathered together to discuss who should take the penalty.

The basic tactics of the Chinese team in this game were to defend and counterattack - in fact, it was to defend and then be hit repeatedly. Judging from the process and preparation of the game, the coaching staff did not think about the counter-attack at all, let alone the person who designated the free kick in front.

No one believed that the Chinese team would be able to get a direct free kick in front of the world champion.

Li Xiaopeng and Qi Hong stood in front of the ball, and with Ma'er, Shen Shi, General Fan and Li Mingliang leaving the national team, there were not many people in the Chinese team who could take high-quality free kicks.

"Why don't you let me try?" Suddenly, a voice came from behind them.

Zhang Shu stood behind them, eager to try. The free-kick was well placed, just outside the top of the box, exactly where he had set his crosshairs.

Li Xiaopeng and Qi Hong looked at each other and nodded. Although Zhang Shu has just entered the national team, no one will really see him as a newcomer who can be suppressed, and his strength in the national team can be completely free without looking at anyone's face, not to mention that it is just a free kick, not a penalty.

"Do you need us to cover for you?" Li Xiaopeng asked before retreating.

"No, no, no~" Zhang Shu looked excited. Ever since he learned how to play a defoliant ball at Baggio's house, he has been practicing every day. It's a pity that there is no place for him in Brescia, and I didn't expect to use this trick for the first time in the national team.

World champion Brazil, be the first sacrifice of my new trick! True, Wind, Fallen Leaf Ball! Zhang Shuzhong, who was standing in front of the football, shouted in his heart with a full sense of feeling.

It's a pity that the sky in Kunming is blue and cloudless. If suddenly a dark cloud falls and a few lightning bolts, the picture is perfect.

Zhang Shu thought regretfully in his heart.

Seeing that the person who took the free-kick was Zhang Shu, Brazil's goalkeeper Dida finally had a sense of crisis, and he did not forget how AC Milan had lost the game against Brescia before. He directed the players of the Brazilian team to a wall of six.

In the 02 World Cup, in the face of Shao Jiayi's free kick, the Brazilian team only discharged the two small men of Carlos and Cafu, from this point of view, Zhang Shu was treated much higher.

You can't let your guard down against this Chinese, and the devil knows what strange things he will do. Dida thought to herself.

He thinks that with Zhang Shu's character, this free kick must have some complicated coordination, even if it is a direct shot, it should be full of deception and feints, but he guessed wrong.

A decent run-up, Zhang Shu kicked the football directly towards the upper right corner of the goal.

In just a split second, the ball flew over the wall, then continued to rise, heading above the beam.

"What, I was too nervous." Dida took a horizontal step to the right of the goal and leaped to his feet. But before the jump, he was able to determine that judging by the path of the football's flight, it would definitely end up high above the crossbar.

Seeing that the football had already flown over the palm of his hand, Dida, who was flying in mid-air, relaxed his body, ready to bend down to cushion the huge impact when he landed.

But the ball suddenly plunged past his hand and then grazed the crossbar and the post with Dida's wide eyes and drilled into the goal behind him.

"The ball went in~~~~~!!!!!!! The ball is in! The ball is in! The ball is in! The ball went in~~~~~~!!!!!!!! ”

The football had just flown into the goal, and Huang Jianxiang's excited shouts were transmitted to thousands of households through countless TV sets.

"The ball went in!!! The ball went in!!!! At this moment, apart from these three words, he seemed to have forgotten what else to say.

As excited as he is there are countless Chinese fans, this is the Brazilian team! World champion Brazil! Before the game, they felt that even if it was a commercial game, the Brazilian team would not do their best, but a defeat for the Chinese team was still inevitable, and to be able to draw, they had to expect the Brazilian players to play less than half of their strength.

But now the Chinese team is actually ahead! Even the most optimistic people did not anticipate such a scenario.

Watching the football fly into the goal, Zhang Shu turned around and ran towards the goal stand next to him. Facing the ecstatic Chinese fans in the stands, he will lift his team uniform, and the five-star red flag on his chest will beat vividly as if it was blown by the wind.

Facing him was also a huge five-star red flag, which was being waved by a fan at this time, hunting in the winter north wind.

It was his first international goal!

The other members of the Chinese team also hugged him and hugged him, Zhang Shu was not very familiar with others except for those members of the Shenzhen team, but now, under the reflection of the same national flag, they finally became one.

Not only on the field, but also on the bench of the Chinese team. Before Zhang Shu made the free throw, all the substitutes were already standing on the sidelines, and they all hugged each other excitedly as the ball crossed Dida's ten fingers.

At this moment, there is no Dalian Gang, no Beijing Gang, no ******, no small group combined by geography, and now they only have one common title: the Chinese national men's football team.

In this piece of excitement and selfless joy, only Team Leader Zhu and a few people from the Chinese coaching staff seemed particularly calm.

Looking closely, there was even a hint of gloom on their faces.

"Damn, didn't you say he didn't have a chance to play in the left midfield position?!" Zhu Hefang glared at the assistant coaches on the bench with angry eyes. "TMD has scored goals now, and it's still a chance to not play?"

"There's no way around this ball! Who knew Brazil would give a free-kick in such a good position! The Chinese coaching staff gave a helpless look.

Neither of them spoke, and all communication was contained in their eyes.

Just when Zhu Hefang was still annoyed, he felt a darkness in front of him, and when he turned around, he saw Zhang Shuzheng looking at him with a smile.

Damn it, when did you kid come here! Wasn't you just celebrating with the fans over there? Zhu Hefang was frightened by the sudden appearance of Zhang Shu, and he roared in his heart. At the same time, I was a little glad that I didn't communicate with those assistant coaches just now.

Zhang Shu came over to thank the team leader, he has clear grievances, he is always full of gratitude to people who are good to him, in his eyes, the leader in his 40s is full of kindness to himself, and he has been constantly caring about himself since he arrived at the national team, such as "I am not used to it in the national team", "Is there anything I need to do if I am missing, say that I will help you buy it outside", "Have any reporters harassed you recently" and so on.

Even one day when he and his teammates returned from clubbing outside in the middle of the night and were caught by him, he was not criticized much, although he looked quite angry at the time, but after confirming that he was not discovered by reporters, he let himself go back to the dormitory. If it weren't for him, maybe he would have been punished.

With such sincere and simple gratitude, Zhang Shu ran back to the bench and gave Zhu Hefang a big hug.

"Thank you! Leader! ”

Until the game restarted, Zhu Hefang's mind could not recover his thinking.

I was grateful to the team members who wanted to be reorganized.。。。。 What the is going on!!

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