There is a team called the Friendship Team

Chapter 122
A throw-in by the Malaysian national team.

Captain Huang Ruien got the ball, and Chen Ting put it up quickly behind him, with physical contact.

Huang Ruien didn't get entangled in the physical "fighting" and passed the ball back to his backcourt players.

The Malaysian national youth team organized an attack in the backcourt, and the central defender made a long pass and found the wide player Saumay again.

Bovas' defense was in place quickly, and Chaumai was eager to stop the ball and stopped the ball out of bounds.

"Well, the defense of our Chinese junior team has been strengthened, and the opponent will feel the pressure and make mistakes..." Lu Dong explained.

Bovas throws the ball out of bounds and it hits the midfielder Chen Ting.

Gulaton actively returned to defense and forced Chen Ting.

Chen Ting was not in a hurry to play the ball, but used his body to protect the ball. Gulaton was very impatient and pulled Chen Ting down!

"Wow!" The referee Farhani blew his whistle, awarded the Chinese National Junior Team a backcourt set-kick, and walked over to warn Gulaton at the same time.

Gulaton frowned and chattered endlessly, quite dissatisfied with the referee's penalty.

"Gulaton is a little bit too much. There is nothing to complain about this ball. There is no problem with the judgment. Chen Ting is very experienced in handling the ball." Huang Xiangjian commented.

The game continues.

Fang Zhi, the captain of the Chinese National Youth Team, set the ball in the backcourt and made a long pass to the side to find Wei Yi.

Wei Yi's sense of the ball is very good, he gently lifted his calf, and used the outer instep to unload the nearly 50-meter long pass within his controllable range!

The full-backs of the Malaysian National Junior Team came to make up the defense, and the speed of the defense was very fast.

Wei Yi swayed on the "bicycle" with one foot, waiting for his teammates to plug in and respond.

The full-back of the Malaysian National Junior Team quickly sensed Wei Yi's intentions and stepped forward to try to steal the ball from Wei Yi's feet.

"Snapped!"

Wei Yi swung in the opposite direction, dexterously got rid of the defense, and accelerated with all his strength, hoping to use his speed to open the gap in the pass!
Biography of Wei Yi——

The players of the Malaysian National Junior Team were very sensitive. After being freed, they quickly chased back and stretched out their feet to catch Wei Yi's cross.

The running route of the pass was deviated from Wei Yi's expectation, and it was passed to the rear position, which happened to pass to the feet of Huang Ruien, the captain of the Malaysian National Junior Team.

Huang Ruien took the ball calmly and wanted to turn around——

"Snapped."

Fang Zhi, the captain of the Chinese National Youth Team, suddenly appeared and judged Huang Ruien's dribbling line. He took a step first, got stuck, and got the ball!
"Beautiful! The duel between the captains of the two teams! Fang Zhi grabbed the ball from Huang Ruien's feet!" Huang Xiangjian said excitedly.

Although Fang Zhi held the ball, his back was facing the goal. He didn't understand the situation behind him, so he had to choose a safe way to deal with it-pass the ball back to Cai Zhiyu, who is in the midfielder position.

Cai Zhiyu took the ball and crossed Chen Ting.

Chen Ting made a long pass to find Liu Binren on the right—

The ball is passed a little too big.

Although Liu Binren was very fast, he failed to catch the ball. Chen Ting's long pass went directly out of the touchline.

"Well, the player Chen Ting may be outstanding in defense, but he still needs to improve his passing..." commentator Lu Dong said.

Chen Ting stretched out his hand to indicate to Liu Binren that his pass was too big, but Liu Binren still gave Chen Ting a thumbs up. The two players understood each other.

The Malaysian national team sent out a throw-in and reorganized the offense.

The positions of the players of the Chinese National Youth Team were reclaimed, and the positions between the players had the taste of Italian chain defense.

Faced with such an "impenetrable" defense line like the Chinese National Junior Team, the Malaysian National Junior Team seems to have little choice.

Before you know it, the first half of the game is coming to an end...

In the first half of the game, the play was relatively smooth and there were not many interruptions, so there was no stoppage time.

The referee of Iran, Farhani, looked down at the time, picked up the whistle, and held it in his mouth, "Woo——"

At the end of the first half, the Chinese National Junior Team and the Malaysian National Junior Team temporarily drew 0-0!
Players from both sides went to the locker room.

Since this game is the last round of the group stage, it is related to the qualifying status of each team, so it will be played at the same time.

On another field, the Yemeni National Junior Team and the Turkmenistan National Junior Team in the same group also temporarily fought to a 0-0 tie.

The locker room of the Chinese National Junior Team.

After the team assistant coach Shi Zhe learned of the scores of the opponents in the same group, he immediately informed the players.

But he didn't tell the truth—

"Let me tell you a piece of news. The other two opponents in the same group are currently leading the Turkmenistan national team 2-0!" Shi Zhe lied on purpose.

Players were not allowed to carry mobile phones during the game, so the players had no way of checking the authenticity of the news, so they completely believed Shi Zhe's words.

"In this case, they have accumulated 4 points..."

"If we tie, it will be 5 points..."

……

The players counted the points one after another, feeling the pressure in their hearts, because once they lose, the team will likely be ranked third in the group due to the goal difference, and then be eliminated miserably!
"Everyone, don't be nervous, and you must keep your head calm. In the second half, Wei Yi, Liu Binren, Xu Zhou, and Fang Zhi are the four of us who will counterattack in the frontcourt. While ensuring that we don't lose the ball, we want to succeed in sneak attacks, so we will Make sure the group is the first to qualify!" said head coach Zheng Zhi.

"Hmm, um." The players stabilized their emotions one after another.

At this time, only Shi Zhe, who lied about the military situation, knew in his heart that according to the current real situation, even if the Chinese National Junior Team loses, they can still ensure the second place in the group!
After a brief intermission, the players of the two teams walked back to the field.

Players from both sides take their positions.

"Wow!" The Iranian referee Farhani whistled, and the second half of the game began!
The Malaysian national team kicks off.

Forward Gulaton returned the pass to the midfielder, and the midfielder hit the captain Huang Ruien horizontally.

Ruien Huang holds the ball and pushes forward...

"We have basically figured out the offensive routines of the Malaysian National Junior Team. Now it depends on whether the defense of the Chinese National Junior Team can withstand the test..." Huang Xiangjian explained.

Huang Ruien kicked a through ball to split the side——

Full-back Saumay takes the ball.

In the second half, Saumay wandered to the right side of the Chinese National Junior Team.

Wang Congjun defended against Saumay.

Shaomai stepped forward, suddenly dialed the ball outside, and overtook forcibly——

Wang Congjun was "completely abused" in terms of speed!

Saumay forced a cross from the bottom——

When Chaumai passed the ball, he didn't look up at his teammates in the middle, and he sent the kick entirely by feeling.

But this cross was placed very well, right between the position of the central defender and the goalkeeper.

Li Shengrong, the goalkeeper of the Chinese National Youth Team, was in a dilemma, and he chose not to attack.

The striker of the Malaysian national youth team, Gulaton, once again inserted in the back row——

But the center back Chocolate of the Chinese National Youth Team ran to the position first. Since he was chasing the ball back, he was afraid of "own goal".

"Snapped!"

"what--"

A scream!
I saw the striker of the Malaysian National Junior Team, Gulaton, fell in pain in the penalty area, covering his forehead with his hands.

Iranian referee Farhani approached, with a strange expression on his face, curled his lips, and showed Chocolate a yellow card!
Chocolate spread his hands, looking very innocent, because he chose the undercut action without knowing that there was a Malaysian national team player Gulaton behind him.

Therefore, Farhani may have considered this point and did not sentence Chocolate to death.

But the Chinese national team was doomed. Farhani's next move pointed to the penalty spot!
"This - this is a bad penalty for the Chinese National Junior Team. I hope it will not affect the mentality of the players." Huang Xiangjian explained.

The players of the Malaysian National Junior Team clapped their hands and celebrated. They saw the hope of leading the Chinese National Junior Team!

Guladun, who had been lying on the ground just now, stood up with a painful expression, as if he had eaten fairy beans, he recovered quickly.

Li Shengrong, the goalkeeper of the Chinese national youth team, was extremely confident. He walked to the goal line, shook his head and moved around, stretched out his five fingers to his teammates, and then thumped his chest with his fist, signaling to reassure everyone.

Huang Ruiyan, the captain of the Malaysian National Junior Team, took the football, walked to the penalty spot, and set the ball.

Huang Ruien and Li Shengrong looked at each other...

"Huh!" The referee Farhani whistled.

Huang Ruien runs up and hits the goal——

"Boom—"

"Beautiful! So beautiful! Li Shengrong completely judged the right direction, made a horizontal save, and saved the ball over the baseline! At this time, he is Saint Cassie, Saint De Gea, Saint Oblak..." Huang Xiangjian explained excitedly , which sounds almost incoherent.

Li Shengrong stood up, clenched his fists and roared in the direction of the Malaysian national team.

Teammates of the Chinese National Junior Team ran over one after another, bumped chests with him and yelled at each other.

All of a sudden, the excitement of the players of the Chinese National Youth Team reached its peak!
(End of this chapter)