1016 Can We Go to the World Cup?

Tang Zhenglong's forward line is Zhang Yuning and Wu Lei's double striker, and Wei Shihao is organized behind them.

Wu Lei is a veteran, there is no problem, but Zhang Yuning is still a little tender in front of the Iranians.

Before the game, Tang Zhenglong specially trained Zhang Yuning, especially strengthened the ball with his back and ...... Fake falls.

There is no VAR in the World Cup qualifiers, so Tang Zhenglong's stunts back then still worked.

This is also what Tang Zhenglong learned in Europe, that is, football is war in peacetime, and any trick can be used.

The ball reached Zhang Yuning's feet, he leaned on his opponent with his back, and then passed the ball to Wu Lei.

Wu Lei took the ball and shot directly, but the ball was missed.

Tang Zhenglong applauded and cheered the players.

"Well done!!"

Soon, the Iranians counterattacked.

The ball reached the front court, and the Iranian passed directly behind the Chinese defence.

Azmoun turned on the crushing mode again, and this time the goalkeeper of the Chinese team attacked, which can be said to be a tiger's mouth, pulling teeth and cutting off the ball from Azmoun's feet.

"It's dangerous."

The 100,000 people in the audience shouted loudly, which was deafening.

"It's a really tough home game." Tang Zhenglong muttered to himself.

By the 70th minute of the second half, the Chinese team's fitness was in trouble, and the advantage of the Iranian plateau began to play a role.

"The Chinese team can't run."

The Iranians know in their hearts that in the past, whether it was with South Korea or Japan, the Iranians could take advantage, and the opponent's physical fitness in the second half was definitely not good.

The Iranians began to attack, they were going to break the Chinese defense, the kind through and through.

******

"Long Long, let's change people."

Faced with the teaching assistant's suggestion, Tang Zhenglong shook his head.

"Not yet."

"Why?"

"A gut feeling."

In fact, Tang Zhenglong doesn't trust the ability of the substitute players very much.

Corner kick by Iran.

The Iranians have an advantage in height.

The corner kick was taken, and the Iranians ambushed the players at the front, middle, and back points, and at this moment, the goalkeeper of the Chinese team attacked in advance and hit the ball out.

The Iranian turned his head and made an arc of his gaze to the ball, which eventually landed on Wei Shihao.

Wei Shihao took the ball and dribbled it himself.

After almost 20 meters, the Iranian defense also converged, and Wei Shihao passed the ball to Zhang Yuning.

Zhang Yuning shook it, the Iranian defender was shaken, Zhang Yuning saw it, it really shook away, and immediately cut inside with the ball.

All this has been cut in front of the Iranian forbidden zone.

The Iranian defenders immediately made up for it.

At this time, the right to choose the winner is already in Zhang Yuning's hands.

The Iranian defender tackled, Zhang Yuning remembered what Tang Zhenglong had said to him, so he didn't hide, but leaned on the Iranian.

This relied on it, and the effect was very good, and the referee immediately blew the whistle.

Iranians protested.

'It's not a penalty.

"He, like Tang Zhenglong, faked a fall."

When Tang Zhenglong heard that the Iranians slandered him, he was also furious.

"The referee, he sent him off, he slandered me, and as we all know, I'm a good player who never fakes a fall."

……

……

The referee sweated to death.

"Just you?"

"When you play, it's a nightmare for the whole of Asia."

"Don, you're a coach now, can you stop embarrassing me."

……

In the end, the referee gave the Chinese team a penalty.

Penalty kick!

The pressure is high.

Wu Lei stood up.

He put the ball on the penalty spot.

If you don't go in with a single knife, the king of martial arts, you have been scolded, you have been praised, everything you should have experienced has been experienced, and in the end, the king of martial arts has calmed down.

The Iranian goalkeeper jumped around on the goal line, and he tried to interfere with Wu Lei, but Wu Lei was very quiet at this time.

Run up.

Shot.

Wu Lei pushed, and the ball flew into the goal by grazing the post.

GOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!

Tang Zhenglong and Wu Lei hugged each other.

"Kids, what's next, the hooligans are coming."

"Haha."

******

"Referee, I have cramps."

The Iranians' mouths were crooked, and the Chinese players were lying on the ground at every turn.

Tang Zhenglong found the referee, "Referee, the air here is thin, do you want to rest for 10 minutes?" ”

“……”

"Don't make a fuss, do you know how many children's referee dreams have been ruined by you?"

Tang Zhenglong is not happy, what are you talking about? Could it be that I'm stopping you from being a referee?

"Referee, if my player dies suddenly, you will be responsible."

“……”

The referee ignored Tang Zhenglong, of course, he couldn't stop the Chinese players from lying on the ground, after all, delaying time, everyone understands.

Tang Zhenglong called the players over.

"Everyone, pay attention, your acting skills are not good, you have to be even more shameless."

……

"I showed you my fake fall highlights before the fight, it was the best teaching material, and now that we're ahead, that's what you guys do, you know?"

……

"Boss, are you sure?"

"Nonsense."

Iran has exploded, and I have never seen such a brazen team.

Wei Shihao fell to the ground.

Obviously there was nothing wrong, but Tang Zhenglong insisted on entering the field on a stretcher and carried him down.

Just a second after arriving on the sidelines, Wei Shihao immediately regained his vitality and ran back to the court.

The Iranian coach walked over.

"Tang Zhenglong, do you still want face?"

"If you dare to scold me again, I'll complain to you."

"You're still a hooligan when you're a coach."

Cut!!

In the final minutes of the match, the Iranians were still trapped and fighting, and this was also the most dangerous time.

In the end, the Chinese team withstood the last wave of attacks from the Iranians and kept the 1-0 until the last moment.

At the moment of the final whistle, Tang Zhenglong and the players hugged each other, crying like tears.

"We're going to the World Cup!!"

"World Cup, here we come!!"

The Iranians were not convinced, they left without shaking hands with the Chinese team, but Tang Zhenglong didn't care.

After the game, Tang Zhenglong blessed the Iranians and said that he was lucky to win.

"Tang, will you lead the Chinese team to appear in next year's World Cup?"

"If the Football Association, the fans, need me, then I will definitely appear in next year's World Cup."

When he returned to the capital, more than 10,000 fans arrived at the airport to welcome Tang Zhenglong.

"Hello everyone."

The security guards stopped him, and Tang Zhenglong couldn't get close to the fans, so he could only wave his hand from afar.

"Longlong, we love you."

"I love you too."

"Long Long, take us to the World Cup."

Tang Zhenglong gave a thumbs up.

If Tang Zhenglong is going to the World Cup, then the Football Association must provide him with a formal contract.

However, Tang Zhenglong still said that he would only take the bonus and hope that the contract would be good after the World Cup.

Because Tang Zhenglong has received a call from Raiola, Real Madrid hopes that he will join the team after next year's World Cup.

Qi Zu is ready to retire, and Tang Zhenglong is the best choice for Real Madrid, he is the same as Zidane, he is a Real Madrid player, and he may be able to reproduce the glory of Qi Xuanzong.

A day later, the Football Association announced that Tang Zhenglong would lead the team to play in the World Cup finals, not a salary, only a bonus.