After finishing his visit to Gerald, Zhao Yuyu rushed directly to Kuwait.

After meeting with the national team this time, Zhao Yuyu obviously felt that his treatment had improved several grades.

As a professional, it's the performance on the pitch that is all about it.

Zhao Yuyu's continuous excellent performance made him no longer a dispensable newcomer, not to mention the friendliness and acceptance shown by his teammates, the original staff's seemingly nonexistent difficulties were all gone, and there were smiling faces everywhere he went.

It's just that although Alihan seized the time to let Zhao Yuyu train with the main players, he still wouldn't put him in the starting list.

Zhao Yuyu sat quietly on the bench, looking at the huge and unfamiliar Kuwait Park Stadium, with Sun Jihe sitting next to him, and the main left-back of the Premier League team went to the Chinese national team to continue to substitute!

"Brother Sun, let's continue to talk about the two brothers!"

"What is there to talk about." Sun Jihe was a little angry: "Let's watch the ball well." ”

"I want to see it," Zhao Yuyu said unceremonously: "But it's really nothing to see!" ”

Sun Jihe, who was choked up, was speechless, there was really nothing to see.

Perhaps because neither side can afford to lose, the forces invested by both sides on the offensive end are very limited, both sides are deliberately retracting the kick, and there is no intention of taking the initiative to attack, and the pace of progress is quite slow.

"What did this Brother Shao do in the Bundesliga, why did he play more and more and go back!" Zhao Yuyu was a little anxious, and the pace was too slow.

"What's the use of him being fast alone, that's the traditional rhythm of our Asian football." Sun Jihe demolished Zhao Yuyu: "You still haven't been beaten by reality, I don't know this." ”

"No kidding, did Ali Han talk to you?" Zhao Yuyu changed the subject.

"No, what's the matter, I found you?"

"I looked for it, talked about my experience at Liverpool and convinced me to accept a substitute." In fact, there is nothing unacceptable, although it is absolutely okay to play the whole game of this intensity, but where is there no seniority, who makes themselves small?

"This is really the same life, no one has ever looked for me!" Sun Jihe's face was a little unbearable: "Who made my conflict with Ali Han public!" ”

"It's really not him this time, he's going to send you on the field!" Zhao Yuyu really asked Ali Han.

"Let me play? Let's play as a striker! Do you think there is something wrong with Ali Khan? Single-mindedly let me play as a striker......"

"Left-back!" Zhao Yuyu interrupted Sun Jihe's chatter.

"Huh? Then this is ......" Sun Jihe was a little confused: "Is it difficult to ......"

"I asked, it's still Wu Jingui, he insisted on Sun Xiang, the two sides are going to fight, he is Yang Yiming's old classmate, Ali Han finally gave him this face." Zhao Yuyu is not beating around the bush, Yang Yiming is now the leader of the national team, and he can be regarded as a leader:

"Alas, you say, this guy is so insistent, is there something greasy in it, Sun Xiang doesn't have to play the main force himself, right?" After all, it is the consistent tradition of the national football team to let the players take the blame, and he should know very well that his strength is worse.

"Come on, you really dare to say anything!" Sun Jihe hurriedly interrupted, even if he suspected that someone was manipulating the game, there was no conclusive evidence, who would dare to say nonsense, after all, how much benefit does it take to make a group of people choose to betray the country, this is not something that one person can do!

"Cut!" Zhao Yuyu didn't continue, they weren't themselves, and they did have a lot of scruples.

"But how do you explain such an important game, with two young Olympic players at the back? When did the Chinese men's football team become so bold?! "Zhao Yuyu always can't let go of his heart!

While they were still whispering, the Chinese team instigated a very quality attack. Yang Pu broke the ball on the left flank and quickly crossed, Xu Yunlong returned the ball in front of the penalty area, and Li Jinyu's powerful low shot was saved by the Kuwaiti goalkeeper.

"Good shot!" The bored Zhao Yuyu came to his senses, stood up and applauded vigorously.

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"This is the first really threatening shot by the Chinese team!"

"We saw Zhao Yuyu standing on the sidelines applauding and cheering, and Zhao Yuyu still sat on the bench because of his age."

"You still have to attack, after all, the trap of "you can qualify if you draw", the Chinese team has experienced it more than once, and it's time to learn a lesson! ”

Yes, before the game, when a reporter interviewed Zhao Yuyu at the airport and said that "a draw will lead to qualifying", Zhao Yuyu was very unhappy, thinking that the media had misguided public opinion. ”

"Personally, I don't think there is anything wrong with his concerns, Kuwait must win to have a chance to qualify, and if the Chinese team is focused on defending and striving for a draw, such a mentality will not work in the face of a desperate Kuwait. The media and the Football Association do have some suspicions of blind optimism......"

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The next reality has taught a hard lesson to everyone who is worried.

The two sides seem to have said a long time ago, if you don't attack, I won't attack, you don't threaten me, and I won't threaten you......

For more than half an hour, the two sides did not have a single shot on goal.

What's it like to go 90 minutes without shooting?

Hey, that's what makes you feel uncomfortable, Tete!

If you don't shoot, you don't have a chance to shoot, and you don't want to shoot!

But if TMD doesn't shoot again, is it waiting for Kuwait to score?

Zhao Yuyu really couldn't sit still, he didn't care about his face, but this situation was too dangerous!

Then, the first half finally came to stoppage time.

Kuwait got a chance to take corners in a row!

Boom!

Li Weifeng pushed the ball out, this guy still has two brushes!

Another corner!

The football is sent out again.

This time it was Zhang Yaokun's turn to push the ball out, but it was still a corner kick!

Three corners in a row!

"What the hell is this, it's scary!"

Zhao Yuyu directly held his breath, Zhang Yaokun didn't drop the chain.

"Boom!"

Shao Jiayi jumped high and pushed the ball forward!

No!

Kuwait haven't scored yet!

It's dangerous......

Kuwait did not form a goal in three corner kick opportunities, and the two sides ended the half-time game 0:0.

A draw is acceptable for the Chinese team, at least in Ali Han's opinion.

In the dressing room, Ali Khan kept emphasizing that defending, defending, defending, and not taking it lightly, especially not giving the opponent three consecutive corners as he did in the last moments of the first half.

"It's a game of life and death, can you really win just thinking about how to defend?"

"Why can't you think of a way to attack?"

"Is this guy Dutch?!

How did such a guy come out of Dutch football, which is "all-attacking and all-defending"? ”

"It is said to be a famous place in the Netherlands!"

Zhao Yuyu complained frantically in his heart.

In his opinion, Ali Khan never thought about winning at home in Kuwait from the beginning.

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