unparalleled

Chapter 558
The Wuhan Olympic Sports Center was full of seats this evening. When CCTV cut the first shot into the game scene two hours in advance, it was all dazzling red. banner.

Because there is no giving up, miracles are created!
This slogan runs through the entire journey of the Chinese team's top [-] match. Now, when the miracle is close to being fulfilled, will the script of the top [-] match be repeated?
"Team China, come on!"

"Team China, come on!"

"Chinese team!!!!--"

You can see the heartfelt anticipation for the game from the faces of every fan. When the miracle is so close, so close that you can turn the world and control your destiny with your tentacles, everyone's state will be different from the bottom of your heart.

"There are still a few minutes before the players will be on the field. Watching the Chinese team's game now is an enjoyment-an opportunity to enjoy Gao Yuyang's performance up close! The atmosphere on the scene is already heated up. Does the opponent feel the pressure?"

In the locker room, Lippi mobilized the players with confidence.

"Just be ourselves, lads, we just have to play our way. This is our home ground, watch the tempo and if you have trouble passing the ball, watch the high positions."

Gao Yuyang smiled, just in time to meet Lippi's gaze, the old man's expression was very serious this time.

"Gao, this is not a joke, you should be clear... At this time, everyone can trust you, right?"

"Undoubtedly."

Gao Yuyang raised his head and smiled, while looking at Wu Lei: "Brother Lei can also be trusted!"

Wu Lei didn't expect Gao Yuyang to shift the focus to himself in an instant, spread his hands and said with a smile: "Brother Yuyang, let's stop making trouble."

Zheng Zhi added a sentence next to him: "What do you say? You must still trust Yuyang! Paris players are still different from Espanyol players!"

There was a burst of laughter in the locker room. With Zheng Zhi's prestige and qualifications, there is nothing wrong with making such jokes.

The Chinese team stepped onto the court with the determination to win, and it happened that Babayan's tactics were also based on possession of the ball and grabbing the start.He has no hope for his defense. Even the defense of the toughest Iranian team in Asia has been hammered by Gao Yuyang. Their only chance is to oppress the defense of the Chinese team.

But today, this opponent is so unfamiliar that even they make them feel scared.

The defense of the entire Chinese team was so oppressive that the midfielder implemented an on-the-spot counterattack. Uzbekistan's midfielder is ranked first in Asia. The captain Jeparov and the German descendant Heinrich are both good at controlling the rhythm, but today They have absolutely no room to pass the ball calmly.

"High! This is high! He acts like a defensive player! He actually ran to the midfield to steal the ball!"

No matter how strong Jeparov is, there is still a gap between the Champions League and Ligue [-] midfielders, and he is already a veteran in his thirties. He probably never thought that Gao Yuyang would deal with him so desperately.

"Hurry up!"

Gao Yuyang sent the ball up, and Wu Lei directly penetrated the opponent's defense on the left with his speed. Although he could not stay in Paris, the high-level training for more than a month has achieved remarkable results. Back in the Asian arena, he His dribbling rhythm is obviously a beat faster than the opponent's defender.

In the opening 3 minutes, the first wave of the Chinese team's offensive slipped past.

Babayan obviously couldn't sit still anymore, standing on the sidelines and yelling at his players: "Press up and put pressure on them! What are you doing!"

He wanted to ask his players, but the crazy cheers at the scene had completely drowned out his voice.

The opponent's reaction is not important. The Chinese team is playing at home like a rainbow. They now have the confidence to say this to any opponent.

Even the 36-year-old veteran captain Zheng Zhi frantically pushed up his position, shoveled close to the opponent's body, and brought the ball down together.

"Hey! Zheng Zhi! Beautiful shoveling!"

The Chinese team's defense almost covered the opponent's half, fully implementing the high-position pressing strategy.

In fact, this tactic still makes many fans frightened. Although this kind of kick wins the momentum, if you don't fight for the start, the consequences will be hard to say.There are too many such lessons in the history of the national team. Players can often play chicken blood for 10 minutes, but the consequence is that almost without exception they collapse in the final stage of the game.

"Kick like this... a goal! Fuck! Come on!"

Some fans watched the live broadcast and posted barrage in the comment area, but this time it is unlikely that the situation everyone is worried about will happen.

The camera turned, and the Chinese team had already won a one-handed opportunity in the opponent's penalty area.

Zheng Zhi steals the ball and gives it to his partner Hao Junmin. The former Schalke 04 midfielder makes a pass. Wu Lei faces Uzbekistan's old goalkeeper Nesterov with a single low shot. Blocked by the opponent's palms.

"Wu Lei! Wu Lei lost his sword again! Alas... hey! There is still a chance! Gao Yuyang——Gao Yuyang!!!!"

Fortunately, Gao Yuyang followed quickly. He already had the most detailed experience of Wu Lei's single-handedness. He had already accelerated to the penalty area at the moment Hao Junmin passed the ball.

The ball was saved by the opponent's goalkeeper, but Gao Yuyang slapped him from behind and volleyed directly against half of the empty goal in the penalty area. This time the ball flew directly into the goal, and Nesterov had no chance to react.

"Hey - the goal is scored! The goal is scored - the Chinese team is leading!!!!!!"

The stadium of Wuhan Olympic Sports Center was instantly flooded with huge cheers, all the fans surged up, and the overwhelming wave of people swept over.

Gao Yuyang slid and knelt directly in the center of the court, stretched out his index finger to point to the stands, and greeted the crazy shouts and cheers of all the fans.

"Gao-yu-yang-"

"Gao-yu-yang-"

"Gao-yu-yang-"

All the fans shouted his name word by word, and every syllable fell, as if an irresistible force had been injected into the Wuhan Olympic Sports Center Stadium.

All the players on the field ran over and surrounded Gao Yuyang.

"Steady! This is normal rhythm, brothers! No fuss, we can't be like those media."

"Brother Yuyang is right!"

"Just do it and finish the job! The stick Iran has won and can't kill the black chicken?!"

"It's all steady! One of them is so talkative!"

Zheng Zhi came over and yelled, and everyone immediately stopped their excited expressions, and focused on the game in the next second.

The close-up shots of Gao Yuyang and his teammates on the scene made He Wei even more surprised by this state.

"The Chinese team quickly calmed down, which is a good thing. But today's Chinese team is a bit confusing to us!"

Back in the game, the Chinese team continued the intensity of the pressing just now, and it was not at all obvious that they scored a goal that might be a game-determining goal.

Babayan on the sidelines frowned, feeling a chill from the bottom of his heart.

This Chinese team made him feel completely different. There was no excessive excitement after scoring, but he could oppress his team completely out of breath.

Could it be that the experienced veteran in the team lied to himself?

He didn't believe it himself. Of course, the captain of the team couldn't be the opponent's undercover... In fact, he could see that the players might be even more confused than him.

(End of this chapter)