Iraq's massive pressure made the Chinese team extremely crowded in the half. Zheng Zhi was given a yellow card for a foul on Accram, but it was necessary to make a foul at this time.
In the 79th minute of the game, Sun Xiang blocked Khalid's cross from the left side of the backcourt and headed forward. Tang Hong took the initiative to compete for the lieutenant-stop ball and knocked back to the middle area. Zheng Zhi immediately made an offensive transfer and sent the ball to the right side.
Hao Junmin stopped and wading forward to instigate a counterattack.
After halfway through the ball, Sayed was intercepted from the front, and Hao Junmin made a long pass from the diagonal!
The football flew to the left side of the frontcourt.
After the ball was released, Hao Junmin regretted it and felt that the ball was passed too early.
But before Hasim was about to wait for the ball to bounce the ball for the second time, all the spectators in the stands suddenly opened their eyes wide, and their eyes were fixed on the No. 11 player of the Chinese team!
It is China's captain Tang Hong!
Tang Hong ran from more than five meters away from Hasim and accelerated, gradually shortening the distance from the other party.
When Hasim stopped the ball less than 30 cm away from the football, Tang Hong pulled the ball forward from the air with his left foot!
Hasim didn't stop the ball, but he started it again but staggered, chased back and fell to the ground!
He started the performance, indicating that Tang Hong kicked him for a foul!
But the referee made no statement!
All Chinese fans cheered wildly!
Tang Hong was like a ball of flames. In this late autumn, everyone's reason melted, and at this moment, he was hysterically crazy about him, or was deeply afraid of him!
Hussein and Shakir quickly returned to defense and rushed towards the left rib of the penalty area. Tang Hong quickly dribbled all the way to attack the Iraqi penalty area!
Qin Rui in the middle lane followed quickly.
Jike no longer dared to continue watching.
When Tang Hong came to the front of the penalty area, Qin Rui was guarded by Shakir, and Hussein intercepted Tang Hong from the front but did not dare to rob him.
Suddenly the ball stopped and slowed down, Tang Hong seemed to give Hussein a chance, but hit the ball across the middle in the next second.
Two Iraqi center backs turned around and saw the big bald Luo Hongkai following up and stopping and rushing into the penalty area. As soon as he entered the penalty area, he kicked his feet and shot!
The shot with his right foot almost ran straight to the bottom left corner of the goal without any rotation!
Iraqi goalkeeper Casd was a little slow to save, and the football flew into the goal straight away!
After scoring, Luo Hongkai rushed to the sidelines, and the Chinese substitutes who were warming up all raised their fists and laughed at him.
Luo Hongkai happened to stop in front of Li Xuepeng. He was panting and was full of coldness. Cooperating with his big bald head, he was really arrogant.
Amid the deafening cheers of Chinese fans, Luo Hongkai felt a lot of thoughts when he saw Li Xuepeng.
Once upon a time he was expelled from Qingdao.
Once upon a time his parents were humble at him.
Once upon a time, he resolutely left without looking back on his backpack!
Countless days and nights of hard work!
It’s for today, now, tomorrow, and better yourself!
I'm back!
It's also stronger!
I stood in front of you and looked a little like before!
"Luo Hongkai scored a goal with a strong shot! The Chinese team secured the victory!
Wow!
Qin Rui and Luo Hongkai, who made their debut in the national team, both scored!
We are witnessing the rise of the new generation of China’s forces!
Van der Hill's debut was undoubtedly a success!
We saw a brand new Chinese team!
Not only from the score, but from the scene to the fighting spirit, we all saw gratifying changes!
The most realistic thing is that we won this life-and-death battle!!!”
Tang Hong touched Luo Hongkai's big bald head and sighed that he felt good. If Qin Rui hadn't picked him up, Tang Hong would have really wanted to continue touching him.
Jiko is as stupid as a chicken, and the Iraqi generals are in a state of dismay!
Lost!
No chance.
If you cannot defeat the Chinese team, then in the last two games, the Chinese team will basically be able to secure a qualifying place as long as they win Singapore.
Vander Hill turned around and hugged and celebrated with colleagues on the coaching staff.
This can be regarded as his coaching debut in his career.
It is a good news to get a good start.
Iraq has no hope of turning the tables and no longer struggles to death.
That makes no sense.
The more you press, the easier it is to die!
The Chinese team further controlled the rhythm.
Zhang Xizhe replaced Luo Hongkai.
Li Xuepeng also replaced Sun Xiang.
The pace of the game dropped very quickly, and almost both players on both teams began to take a walk.
When the whistle sounded at the end of the game, the Chinese fans in the stands were delighted, and Tang Hong and his teammates hugged each other to celebrate the victory.
When the war passed, the Chinese generals sighed.
This victory really boosted their morale and also improved the new national team.
The spirit is completely different from the past, and it comes from the team that has really taken the lead with the new generation of balls.
The enthusiasm of Tang Hong, Qin Rui, Luo Hongkai and others on the court and the efficiency brought by their strength can indeed affect everyone around them.
After returning to the locker room, everyone was talking and laughing.
Luo Hongkai took off his jersey and danced street dance on the floor of the locker room in shorts and socks. He closed his eyes and just danced his body as if no one was around, not caring about what others were thinking.
I scored a goal today, and I want to enjoy it!
Tang Hong grabbed him, Luo Hongkai opened his eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Come and dance with me. It's very simple. I'll teach you."
Luo Hongkai smiled and said, "I have to convince you if I play ten footballs together. Dance? Come on, if you dance for a while, I will definitely be better than you."
Tang Hong demonstrated to him a story about Samba who he often danced with the Brazilian gang in the Braga locker room. After occasionally scoring a goal, he would jump two steps with his teammates.
After reading it, Luo Hongkai immediately imitated it, which was indeed more sensible than Tang Hong's dance.
When the other teammates saw the two of them jumping in samba and celebrating each other, everyone looked at each other.
Sun Xiang smiled at Zheng Zhi and said, "Our age, if we dance too, shouldn't we do square dance?"
Zheng Zhi smiled and said, "Who said that? Just think he is 18 years old!"
After saying that, he stood up and joined Tang Hong and Luo Hongkai.
Other players also joined in, and the locker room was in a hilarious atmosphere.
The Chinese media were overjoyed, and Van der Hill was highly praised after the game.
Although Tang Hong did not score in the game, he created an own goal and had two assists to win the MVP.
The Chinese team did not stay in Dohado and rushed to Singapore to recuperate overnight to prepare for the next game.
Wu Lei was depressed for three consecutive days. Although the Chinese team beat Iraq 3-0 away, Wu Lei was actually the player with the most excellent shots in the game, but he couldn't grasp any of them.
When the whole team was having breakfast in the hotel on the morning of the match against Singapore, Tang Hong couldn't bear to watch it anymore. He came to Wu Lei and stared at Wu Lei expressionlessly.
Wu Lei was a little embarrassed and asked, "Why are you staring at me?"
Tang Hong asked back: "I'm still struggling with the basket of single swords that I killed in the last game?"
Wu Lei is even more embarrassing.
At this time, Luo Hongkai put down his meal and sat next to Tang Hong. He looked at Wu Lei and said bluntly: "It's not that the road is uneven, but that you can't do it!"
Wu Lei felt a little ashamed and said in a stern voice: "Is it interesting to sarcasm like this?"
Luo Hongkai retorted: "Is it interesting that you have a sad face all day long? It seems that the whole world owe you a hundred goals."
Wu Lei wanted to speak but stopped, Tang Hong spoke at this time.
"If you are only immersed in regrets and disappointments, then you will be defeated by one next time.
Ask yourself why that kind of ball can definitely score?
Have you ever treated shooting training as a daily routine?
At least one thousand shots a day, five hundred left foot and five hundred right foot!"
Wu Lei frowned and asked back, "Do you train like this every day?"
Tang Hong sighed lightly and shook his head and said, "Why do you ask me what to do? Do you think it's unnecessary if I say I don't?"
After saying that, Tang Hong picked up the dining plate and stood up and went to another place to have breakfast. At least he didn't want to face Wu Lei's bitter face to affect his mood.
Luo Hongkai naturally picked up the dining plate and said to Wu Lei before leaving: "The words are spoken by people, and the farts are spoken by people. They are just tone."
After all, Wu Lei was under 20 years old, so he was not suitable for the way he got along with Luo Hongkai, especially the other person's words always made him confused.
After Luo Hongkai left, Qin Rui sat next to Wu Lei.
Qin Rui, who has always been taciturn, said slowly while eating: "What Luo Hongkai wants to tell you is actually very simple. What he says never matters, but how he does it himself.
Shooting a thousand times a day, 500 left foot and 500 right foot.
There is a Korean striker in Germany who insists on training every day.
Tang Hong said a year and a half ago that he wanted to surpass him, so I have no doubt that Tang Hong would give more than the other party in training.
But that has nothing to do with you.”
Chapter completed!