Zeng Cheng fell into self-blame.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault."

"Zeng Cheng."

"Zeng Cheng."

Zhu Guanghu shouted several times, but he didn't hear it.

"Zeng Cheng."

"Boss."

"Nobody blames you, football is round, we are professional."

"I know."

Tang Zhenglong saw it in his eyes, if Zeng Cheng played in such a state, then something would have to happen in the second half.

There are so many things that ruin a goalkeeper with one goal, and it is Manchester United goalkeeper Taylor who is close, and Liverpool's Karius is far away.

It's basically a goal that ruins a life, and the goalkeeper position is really too difficult.

"Ahem, ahem."

Everyone looked at Tang Zhenglong, what are you pretending to cough up?

"I remember one thing, when I was in Cologne, one of my teammates made the same mistake as Brother Zeng."

"How about that?" Han Peng began to laugh.

"I cured him."

Everyone is curious, in addition to bragging, Tang Zhenglong can also heal?

"How was it cured?"

Everyone sees, Tang Zhenglong and Han Peng are talking about cross talk, and the dressing room has been changed to Deyun Club.

"I have an ancestral secret book, which was originally not passed on to outsiders, but for the benefit of the team, I told him."

"So what the hell is it?"

"Panty Transit Method."

DUANG！！

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Long Long, didn't they kill you on the spot?"

Burst.

Hahaha.

"Hehe, not only no, but also very spiritual."

"Then tell me how this underwear transfer method works?"

Tang Zhenglong began to perform.

"That's it, put on your head, and then keep saying the mantra - reversal, reversal, reversal."

Looking at the locker room again, his teammates laughed.

"Are foreigners stupid? So easy to deceive? ”

"Guess what? What a spirit. ”

Burst.

"Brother Zeng, why don't you try it too, I'll provide underwear."

"You're all going to die."

But after Tang Zhenglong's trouble, everyone's mood is much better, Tang Zhenglong is really the team's pistachio.

********

Australia coach O'Sik began to change his tactics in the second half, with a goal in hand and an all-out defense, 1-0 was enough.

The Chinese team played very hard, and once a team like Australia defended with all its might, it was still very stable in Asia.

The Chinese team was also forced to play a long pass, but the impact of Han Peng and Qu Bo was obviously not enough.

Tang Zhenglong's ball passed very accurately, but Han Peng hit the ball, and it was also under the opponent's strong defense, so there was no threat.

"That's not going to work."

"Teammates, make free kicks."

Han Peng made a clumsy fake fall in front of the penalty area, Tang Zhenglong looked at it and immediately covered his face, this is simply applying for a yellow card.

The referees were amused.

"You fake fall against physics."

"Why?"

"He kicked you in the left foot, and you fell backwards?"

"That should be?"

"You can ask Tang Zhenglong to go."

……

……

"Brother Long, the referee asked me to ask you."

Tang Zhenglong was unhappy.

"I'll show you later, kangaroos are too deceitful."

*******

Zhao Junzhe grabbed the ball and passed it to Zheng Zhi, who pushed it to Han Peng, who took it for a while and passed it to Tang Zhenglong in front of the penalty area.

Tang Zhenglong took the ball, and the opponent leaned up.

Tang Zhenglong sighed.

It was very natural to fall to the ground, and the whole process was like an Oscar winner for acting.

"Referee, he faked a fall."

The referee pointed to the ground.

"Free kick."

"Referee, he really faked it."

"It's worth a free kick just because of this acting."

The Australian players were stunned, in fact, the referee didn't know if it was a fake fall, and in the era when there was no VAR, the referee could only enforce the law with naked eyes.

Tang Zhenglong slowly got up, and Han Peng came over and gave a thumbs up, "Brother Long, if you act, those domestic traffic students will have nothing to eat." ”

"Hahaha."

Tang Zhenglong stood in front of the ball, and the Australian players suddenly had a sense of fear.

Tang Zhenglong didn't know when he started to learn violent free kicks, and he could knock over one with one kick.

Tang Zhenglong deliberately showed off the muscles of his thighs.

"Hahaha, the one who stands in my way !! die"

This time, Tang Zhenglong is ready to take a violent free kick + ball road correction.

Tang Zhenglong actually suspected that Carlos's violent free kick was systematically fostered.

The referee blew the whistle, and Tang Zhenglong began to run.

When you kick the ball, it makes a whistling sound, and if you have a high-speed camera, you will notice that the ball is clearly deformed.

Schwarzel saw that the ball seemed to be headed for the corner flag, but for some reason, it suddenly turned and flew into the goal.

GOOOOOOOOOOAL！！

At that moment, the whole of Asia was stunned, this goal was almost exactly the same as the one scored by Carlos in the 1997 Four Nations Tournament.

It's just that Carlos' ball went in with his left foot, and this ball went in with his right foot.

"The best goal in the Asian Cup was born, Tang Zhenglong's masterpiece."

Australians also applauded Tang Zhenglong's masterpiece.

Beautiful, indeed.

The whole Chinese team gathered around to celebrate.

"Pretty, Brother Long, you are my idol."

"Hahaha."

"Brother Long, can you train me, if I am one percent as powerful as you, I will be a superstar."

"It's hard."

Hahaha.

Zhu Guanghu touched Tang Zhenglong's head.

"Well done, Long Long."

The old man's heart is about to jump out, he can be regarded as doing his best for the team, in fact, there is a secret he has not said, that is, this is the last Asian Cup he coached the national football team, no matter what the results, he will leave the team after the Asian Cup.

1 to 1!!

At 70 minutes, the two sides were back on the same line.

******

"You must not give a free kick in front of the penalty area of the Chinese team, that guy is a free kick pervert." Osik gave the order to die.

"But that guy's fake fall is also Oscar-level."

“……”

"I don't care, it's an order."

After the goal, the morale of the Chinese team was high, Zheng Zhi sent a few beautiful passes, and Qu Bo's shot was a little deflected.

Han Peng's product actually used a pendulum to pass people, but it was a bit of a copycat, but it almost passed.

In the 80th minute of the game, the Chinese team almost killed.

Tang Zhenglong's cross was kicked off, and it turned into a shot, and the ball flew towards the goal, and Schwarzel ran back.

Just when the Australian players were about to cover their faces, there was a bang and the ball hit the crossbar.

"Oh my God!!"

"The Chinese team almost killed."

Duan Xuan almost fell off the commentary seat, he was so excited, if he killed, it would be too beautiful.

Australia are like frightened birds, they no longer dare to attack easily, and their goal is simple - extra-time.

As the minutes ticked by, the Chinese team began to prepare for overtime, and Zhu Guanghu asked all the players on the bench to warm up.

Extra-time is likely to require substitutions, and there are a few players on the pitch who can't take it anymore.

Gao Lin shouted from the sidelines.

"Han Peng, don't hold it up, I'll replace you."

"Phew!!"