The Chinese team won a penalty kick, and Zheng Zhi, as the captain, stepped forward. He originally glanced at Yi Zhe, but Yi Zhe smiled and gave up the opportunity.
"Brother Zhi, it's you who come."
Yi Zhe smiled. He thought of the match where the national team made his debut, but he didn't believe that Zheng Zhi would miss again - after all, he was also the person who won the Asian Footballer of the Year. He couldn't be so good, right?
But Zheng Zhi stood at the penalty spot and faced twelve yards, and pushed the lower left corner with one kick, sliding directly out of the post. Even goalkeeper Nesterov did not test it...
"Ouch! Zheng Zhi!"
This time Zheng Zhi bit the jersey, turned around and said directly to Yi Zhe: "Zhe, I will leave the penalty kicks to you from now on. I will never kick them again."
But Yi Zhe disagreed with his statement: "Brother Zhi, can you say this? You are the captain!"
"Anyway, I won't play anymore. From now on, you will be here. If you are willing, my captain's armband will also be yours!"
Zheng Zhi obviously also has a nightmare about penalty kicks, and he is now a central defender... Is this a job that a defender should do?
Nothing was unexpected. During the intermission, "Zheng Zhi lost his point" became a hot search on various search engines, and the comments in various comment areas were almost impossible to read.
"Fuck! It's still my brother Zhi after all!"
"Ten years of focus, guaranteed ability, trustworthy!"
"Oh, that's enough for you! I'm a defender, so it's hard to score a goal!"
In the midfield locker room, Perrin closed the door. Although his expression was serious, he still encouraged everyone.
"Boys, we are playing the right football and moving on the right path! But we need to be more decisive when facing the goal! I believe in each and every one of you."
When he said this, Peilan's eyes were fixed on Zheng Zhi. Apart from Yi Zhe, this was another "person who did not need to be inspected" in his mouth, but today he made a mistake that he shouldn't have.
Perrin left the intermission time for everyone to adjust, but Yi Zhe suddenly said to Zheng Zhi: "Brother Zhi, calm down, you are our captain, you shouldn't give up."
Only then did everyone know what had just happened. Zheng Zhi suddenly looked a little embarrassed. After all, he was the big brother of the national team: "Zhe, you didn't calm down just now. What I said was angry."
"That's right. Brother Zhi, I know you are definitely not a softie. If you want to win this kind of competition, at least you must not be a coward."
As soon as Yi Zhe spoke like this, even Zheng Zhi looked at him intently to see how he could use his experience in the Bundesliga and Europa League to solve the current situation.
"Don't look at me like that, I have nothing to say." Yi Zhe suddenly spread his hands and smiled: "But everyone should feel that conceding the ball is aggrieved, right? It's not difficult for us to score goals, right?"
This time everyone nodded. Seeing this reaction, Yi Zhe knew that it would be easy to handle.
"At Wolfsburg, if we encounter this kind of situation, we usually have only one way - press forward! Keep biting the opponent, run better, fight better, be higher, faster and stronger than the opponent!"
Everyone laughed, and Yi Zhe said the cruelest words in a half-joking way.
"I'm afraid of you, fuck him!" Wang Dalei immediately stood up and said.
Sun Ke, the left midfielder who did not start today, also had a sullen face: "Fuck it! I really hope I can have a chance!"
The performance of these two people impressed Yi Zhe the most. Wang Dalei's character is somewhat similar to Perisic's, while Sun Ke's ruthless character and few words are quite similar to Xuerle.
But at the beginning of the second half, Peilanzhen arranged for Sun Ke to play, which made Yi Zhe smile. It felt so good to have a good understanding with the head coach!
"Run!"
Again, at the beginning of the second half, Yi Zhe accelerated directly from the midfield, with Akhmedov hanging behind him, and ran all the way to the penalty area, and hit the crossbar with a powerful and heavy long-range shot.
"Boom!"
He Wei immediately smelled the atmosphere in the stadium: "Yi Zhe is here! This goal post will be the prelude to the Chinese team's counterattack!"
Yi Zhe turned around and shouted to his teammates on the court: "That's it! Come on and do it!"
He fully possesses the consciousness of being the core of the team. If he wants to drive his teammates, he must be strong enough. So he quickly ran back to the backcourt in this attack. Seeing that Jeparov had got rid of Cai Huikang, he got the ball at the top of the penalty area.
There was space, and he used a fake move to get rid of center defender Mei Fang, and forward Nasimov had quickly inserted behind the defense.
But at this moment, Yi Zhe sent out a precise kick from behind.
After gaining the ball, Yi Zhe didn't even look up. He turned around and sent a diagonal pass to the left, directly past the right back and through the defense.
"Yi Zhe is really omnipresent! Now it's the Chinese team's turn to fight back! Sun Ke!"
Sun Ke accelerated along the wing with all his strength. Yi Zhe saw him speeding up and passing the ball in front of the opponent's right back Tulayev straight into the penalty area. This step's posture was quite Perisic's style, and he directly penetrated the ball.
The opponent seems to have a solid defense.
Immediately afterwards, Sun Ke made a pass from the bottom line of the penalty area. The opponent's tall central defender Ismailov unexpectedly jumped up from the front. He quickly looked back and saw Gao Lin behind him almost flying out, his whole body flying in the air, trying to get ahead of the other player.
A central defender Klimets hit the ball directly into the goal.
"Sun Ke! Gao Lin! The ball is scored!!! Starting from Yi Zhe's running all over the field, this is the spirit of the Chinese team we want to see. Now, nothing is impossible!"
Yi Zhe ran over to Gao Lin and hugged Sun Ke.
"Dake! Well done! Brother Gao Lin, is this how you feel?"
Both of them nodded, especially Gao Lin: "It's so cool, Zhe! I feel ten years younger!"
"Then continue! This is definitely not the end!"
The momentum of the Chinese team has been boosted, especially by the cheers from the fans in the audience.
Uzbekistan tried to rely on side attacks to open up gaps. They also found that the Chinese team's current midfielder was not something they could compete with, but crosses from the side also had little effect.
Goalkeeper Wang Dalei made a quick attack, stretching out a pair of broad palms almost from Nassimov's head and picking the ball off directly.
Yi Zhe looked at him and then started to run forward quickly.
Then a powerful hand throw was thrown from the Chinese team's penalty area and directly into the center circle. Yi Zhe saw that the ball did not stop and passed forward without any pause, even if Akhmedov quickly rushed up to press for it.
It was also completely slower than Yi Zhe.
"Okay! Go, go, go!"
Sun Ke got the ball in the center arc this time, and he was still as sharp as a wing attack, turning inward and cutting all the way to the top of the opponent's penalty area, completely ignoring the opponent's defense.
"Sun Ke!!!"
Jeparov caught up from behind, and Ismailov was also in front of him, but Sun Ke directly used his right toe to shoot in the direction of the goal. The ball drew a strange arc and went directly around goalkeeper Nestor.
Rove, bounced in front of the goal and rushed into the goal.
"Sun Ke!!!! Sun Ke——"
No one expected that the most inconspicuous player in the national team would become a hero. Seeing him taking off his jersey on the court to celebrate, He Wei was also excited: "He became the hero of the Chinese team today! He is the most low-key player in the national team.
A player, but he has a strong heart."
Sun Ke ran over and hugged Yi Zhe, thinking of Yi Zhe's words.
"Zhe, is this what it feels like to bite your opponent?"
Yi Zhe hugged him directly: "Dake, you did a great job! That's it, and even if you are in Wolfsburg, you are definitely in line with our spirit."
Sun Kehan smiled and thought it was just a joke, but Yi Zhe said it very seriously. There is actually only one reason why he can bite his opponent - the brave man has no fear.
