Junior football dream

Chapter 128 God Is Me

Zhu Guang stared at the game on the field with a satisfied expression on his face.For the equalizing goal of the Chinese team, he expressed more reserved joy.

Facing the camera, he was unwilling to vent all his emotions.He knows that in front of the camera, there are countless audiences watching him.

"This goal doesn't mean anything. We just tied with the opponent. It's still very early before the end of the game." Thinking of this, Zhu Guang couldn't help but frowned.

Compared with him, Lippi, the head coach of the Italian team, is in an even more embarrassing situation now.As a well-known coach, known as the "Silver Fox", he has a heavier burden on his shoulders than Zhu Guang.

It can be said that Zhu Guang has completed his set task.And he still has a long way to go.As a strong team, the Italian team's minimum goal is to reach the semi-finals of the World Cup.

"Attack, attack quickly!" Lippi looked at the field and couldn't help shouting in his heart.At this time, he regretted his boasting before the game.

When facing many media, he said: "Our team will not play so conservatively. I appreciate an offensive team more than defensively. I want to change the impression of the Italian team in the eyes of the fans. We have a strong team. Why can’t we try to change it. For us, it’s not just about winning. We have a forward line that the world envies, so we have to play beautiful attacking football.”

Meeting a young team like the Chinese team and playing tactics that their own team is not good at, this game was wrong from the beginning.However, he was still ignorant.

"I believe that no matter what you say about us super forwards, they are always stronger than those young teams of the Chinese team. Now let's see who is more powerful in offense."

Kicking away a bottle of mineral water next to him, Lippi thought in his heart.This game is also very important to him.The game, which was thought to be easily won, has now reached a stalemate.

"These guys from the Chinese team are pretty good." Tony passed the ball to Gilardino, muttering in his heart.Before the game, he did not expect that the Chinese team, which failed to score a goal in the last World Cup, would be so powerful.

With his good skills, Gilardino took the ball and ran towards the Chinese team's half.Of course, the Chinese midfielder will not let him pass so easily.

Before he could break much distance, Cheng Dao made a fierce tackle on him, hoping to stop the football under his feet.Gilardino was also taken aback when he saw such a fierce steal from the other side.

"It's amazing, forget it, I don't want to take such a risk." Thinking of this, he lightly picked up the football and passed it to Totti's feet.

Seeing his idol Prince dribbling the ball, many Italian female fans screamed and cheered.Totti, the prince of Rome, the guy with the title of the sun god.

His face, rooted in the outlines of the ancient Renaissance sculptors, is as sharp-edged as marble, and one cannot bear to look away.

"I'll defend him." Thinking of this, Yin Juemin quickly stuck to Totti's side, preventing the Roman prince from easily breaking through with the ball.

Totti, the Roman prince who claims to be as heroic as the sun god, will naturally not be so easily broken through.When facing Yin Minjue's defense, he dodged Yin Minjue's defense with just a few ordinary passing moves.In terms of physical fitness, the Roman prince is really outstanding.

"Such a front midfielder is really a headache." Zhu Guang knew that no one in the Chinese team could stop the pace of the Roman prince.

Easily broke through to the front of the penalty area of ​​the Chinese team. Totti saw that the front of the penalty area was full of Chinese team players. He shot from no angle, so he chose to flick the football to the other side of the penalty area.

As a result, the defense line of the Chinese team was a little flustered. Seeing this, Zhang Bin hurriedly shouted: "Be careful, Zhou Kai, don't let the opponent break through the penalty area."

Staring at Gilardino, Zhou Kai's expression was a little dignified.He didn't want to make any mistakes this time.But under the tension, his body was still very stiff, and his movements were not very coordinated.

"Huh, it's up to you, can you stop me?" Seeing Zhou Kai's jerky movements, Gilardino gave up his plan to cross and planned to break into the penalty area and score a goal.

Gilardino's feet kept moving alternately on the football, and his fake moves made people dazzled. All this made Zhou Kai at a loss when facing him.In front of the opponent's fake move, he didn't move at all.

"What's the matter, are you petrified?" Gilardino smiled slightly, wiped his body, and then ran towards the penalty area, easily dodging Zhou Kai's defense.However, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and his body seemed to relax a lot.

"What's wrong?" When he looked down, he saw that the football that was under his feet had disappeared.Looking back, the football is at Zhou Kai's feet.

It turned out that just now Zhou Kai fell to the ground and hooked lightly, unconsciously feeling that the football was stolen from Gilardino's feet, but the other party didn't even know it.

"Although I'm nervous, it doesn't affect my performance!" Zhou Kai fell to the ground, excitedly looking at the football under his feet.In conversations with the international striker, he has the upper hand.

"Zhou Kai, pass the ball!" Seeing this, Deng Lei who was beside him shouted hastily.Zhou Kai, who had reacted, passed the football to Deng Lei's feet with a light flick.

Without hesitation, Deng Lei kicked the football far past the middle circle with a big kick. "Go, go attack." Looking at the football flying in the air, Deng Lei thought.

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The football flew in the air, over the heads of the crowd, and flew towards the frontcourt of the Italian team.

Zhou Xing's reaction was very fast, much faster than Camoranesi's starting speed, and he ran towards the opponent quickly, grabbing the first point before the opponent.

At this time, Cavanaro hurried to his side, not letting him continue to move, blocking his way.The captain of the Italian team is also very good in defense.

"Pay attention to your defensive position, and watch out for Zhou Xing's breakthrough!" Cannavaro rushed up to defend, while shouting at several other defenders of the Italian team.At this time, the three of Grosso, Nesta, and Zambrotta also hurried forward to fill their seats, not wanting Zhou Xing to get a chance.

The strength of this Chinese teenager is obvious to all.If he is given a chance, he may be able to break through his team's goal.

Zhu Guang anxiously stood up from his seat and looked at the situation in the arena.Now Italy has only four players in the backcourt, and the Chinese team also has four players in the frontcourt, which happens to be a good opportunity for four-on-four.

Lippi even ran to the sidelines at this time, looked anxiously at the field, and roared loudly: "You guys, don't stare at one person, spread out quickly, so as not to let the other party pass the ball, come from another place." Attack." Lippi shouted anxiously when he saw that the other defensive points were empty.

At this time, all the Italian team members also began to desperately return to defense.People like Pirlo, Gattuso and others also rushed towards the backcourt of their team to participate in the defense.

Hearing what their head coach said, the other Italian players hesitated for a moment, and gave up on Zhou Xing's siege, and shifted to marking other players and blocking Zhou Xing's passing route.

At this time, no one expected that Zhou Xing would choose to force a breakthrough.Zhou Xing did not take any fancy moves against the defense of the captain of the Italian team, but through his body, a forced acceleration, relying on his own excellent acceleration, waded the football past Cannavaro, got rid of the opponent, and quickly Catch up with football.

At this time, Cannavaro just wanted to chase Zhou Xing, but found that the distance difference between himself and Zhou Xing was not as simple as a position.

"This guy's speed is like the wind, it's amazing." Faced with such excellent speed, Cannavaro thought that Zhou Xing was a creature from an alien planet.Such a speed may only be seen in international track and field competitions.This is faster than any striker he has ever seen.

In his impression, except for Carlos, who is excellent in speed, no one can surpass Zhou Xing's speed.But he didn't know that Zhou Xing had the feat of forcibly breaking through Carlos by relying on speed.

Unexpectedly, Cannavaro failed to stop Zhou Xing, not even touching the corner of his clothes.At this time, the other defenders felt a little panicked.

There was almost no discussion, these guys gave up the defensive players in front of them and rushed towards Zhou Xing.They know that if Zhou Xing breaks into the penalty area, it may cause another goal.

Grosso, Nesta, and Zambrotta rushed towards Zhou Xing in three directions.Nesta was the first to arrive at Zhou Xing's side.He wanted to end Zhou Xing's offense with a fierce steal.Unexpectedly, Zhou Xing gently pulled and picked the football, passing him, and the football moved to the other side that he couldn't reach.

By the time he wanted to foul, Zhou Xing had already broken through the front of the penalty area.At this moment, Grosso ran up to Zhou Xing, grabbed his clothes, and didn't want him to move on.But Zhou Xing knocked the football with his foot, and the football passed between Grosso's legs.

At this time, only Zambrotta was left in the penalty area.Relying on his excellent technique, Zhou Xing moved his feet alternately back and forth on the football, making his fake moves dazzling.

Although Zambrotta tried his best to keep up with Zhou Xing's rhythm, it was too difficult.After persisting for more than ten seconds, he felt the pain in his knees, and fell to the ground weakly.

Zhou Xing flicked the football across the fallen Zambrotta, as light as an antelope running on a cliff, and the series of movements made people dumbfounded.

Facing Buffon who stepped forward to block his shot angle, Zhou Xing accelerated, broke through near the bottom line, and rubbed lightly with the instep of his outside foot. The football drew a beautiful arc under his feet and hit the corner of the far post. In the upper corner, it bounced into Italy's net.At this time, the audience was silent.

(End of this chapter)