Chapter 114: Shocked

Iraq's heavy pressure made the Chinese team extremely crowded in the half court. Zheng Zhi was shown a yellow card for a foul against Akram, but the foul is necessary at this time.
In the 79th minute of the game, Sun Xiang blocked Khalid's cross from the left side of the backcourt and blocked the ball forward. Tang Hong actively scrambled for the ball and knocked it back diagonally in the center zone. Zheng Zhi immediately made an offensive transfer to the ball. Sent to the right.
Hao Junmin stopped and went forward to instigate a counterattack.
After wading through halftime, it was intercepted by Said. Hao Junmin played a long diagonal pass on the spot!
The football flew to the left side of the front field.
After the ball, Hao Junmin regretted it, feeling that the ball was passed too early.
But when Hasim was about to wait for the ball to bounce to the ground for the second time, all the spectators in the stands suddenly opened their eyes, their eyes locked on the Chinese player No. 11!
It is Tang Hong, the Chinese captain!
Tang Hong ran all the way and accelerated from a place more than five meters away from Hasim and gradually shortened the distance with the opponent.
When Hasim stopped the ball less than 30 cm away from the football, Tang Hong moved the ball forward from the air with his left foot!
Hasim's ball didn't stop, he started again but he staggered, chased a step back and fell to the ground!
He started acting, indicating that Tang Hong kicked him a foul!
But the referee didn't say anything!
All Chinese fans cheered wildly!
Tang Hong is like a ball of flames, melting everyone's rationality in this late autumn. At this moment, he is hysterically crazy for him, or is deeply afraid of him!
Hussein and Shakir quickly returned to the defense and rushed towards the left rib of the penalty area, and Tang Hong quickly dribbled towards the Iraq penalty area!
Qin Rui from the middle quickly followed up.
Zico didn't dare to look anymore.
When Tang Hong came to the forefront of the restricted area, Qin Rui was guarded by Shakir, and Hussein intercepted Tang Hong head-on, but did not dare to grab it.
Suddenly stopping the ball to slow down, Tang Hong seemed to give Hussein a chance to grab the ball, but in the next second he knocked the ball across the center zone.
The eyes of the two Iraqi central defenders turned and saw the big bald-headed Luo Hongkai stepping up and going to the penalty area. He volleyed when he entered the penalty area!
The shot from the right foot almost goes straight to the lower left corner of the goal without rotation!
Iraqi goalkeeper Kasde was slightly slow to save, and the football flew into the goal neatly!
After breaking the goal, Luo Hongkai rushed to the sidelines, and the Chinese substitute players who were warming up raised their fists and laughed at him.
Luo Hongkai just stopped in front of Li Xuepeng, panting with a cruel expression on his face, and with his big bald head, he was a bit domineering.
Amid the deafening cheers of the Chinese fans, Luo Hongkai was full of thoughts when he saw Li Xuepeng.
There was a time when he was expelled from Qingdao.
There was a time when his parents whispered for him.
Once upon a time he resolutely put on his backpack and left without looking back!
Countless hard work day and night!
Just for today, for the present, tomorrow, and a better self!
I am back!
Also become stronger!
I'm standing in front of you, looking at me a bit like before!
"Luo Hongkai scored the goal! The Chinese team secured the victory!
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Qin Rui and Luo Hongkai both made their debut in the national team!
We are witnessing the rise of China's new generation of power!
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 have all seen gratifying changes!
The most practical thing is this life and death battle, we won it! ! ! "
Tang Hong touched Luo Hongkai's big bald head with emotion, feeling good, if it weren't for Qin Rui to pick him up, Tang Hong really wanted to keep touching it.
Zico is dumbfounded, and the Iraqi people will be lost!
Lost!
No chance.
If you can't beat the Chinese team, then in the last two games, basically the Chinese team will be able to lock a qualifying spot as long as they win Singapore.
Van der Hill turned to hug and celebrate with his colleagues in the coaching staff.
This can be regarded as the first coaching show of his career.
It is a delight to be able to make a good start.
The Iraqi team is hopeless and no longer dying to struggle.
That doesn't make sense.
The more you press, the easier you will die and the worse!
The Chinese team further controls the rhythm here.
Zhang Xizhe replaced Luo Hongkai.
Li Xuepeng also replaced Sun Xiang.
The tempo of the game dropped very quickly, and almost the players of both teams started walking.
When the whistle sounded at the end of the game, the Chinese fans in the stands were happy, and Tang Hong and his teammates hugged each other to celebrate the victory.
When the smoke of the battle cleared, the Chinese team generals sighed.
This victory really boosted their morale and at the same time made a difference for this new national team.
The spirit is completely different from the past, which comes from the fact that the team started to really start with the new generation of balls.
Tang Hong, Qin Rui, and Luo Hongkai's enthusiasm 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 a hip-hop on the locker room floor in shorts and socks. He closed his eyes and danced his body as if no one was around, not caring what other people thought.
Today I scored a goal, I will enjoy it!
Tang Hong grabbed him, and Luo Hongkai opened his eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Come and dance samba with me, it's very simple, I will teach you."
Luo Hongkai laughed and said, "I have to convince you if I play ten football games. Dance? Come on, you dance for a while. I am definitely better than you."
Tang Hong showed him a section of Samba that he often dances with Brazil in the Braga locker room, and occasionally jumps with his teammates after a goal.
Luo Hongkai immediately imitated it after reading it, and it really felt more than Tang Hongdiao's.
The other teammates saw the two people dancing in samba to celebrate each other, and everyone looked at each other.
Sun Xiang smiled at Zheng Zhi: "Our age, if we also dance, should we dance square dance?"
Zheng Zhi smiled and said, "Who said that? Just consider yourself 18 years old!"
After speaking, he got up and joined Tang Hong and Luo Hongkai.
Other players also joined in, and the locker room was full of joy.
The Chinese media was overjoyed, and Van der Hill was highly praised after the game.
Although Tang Hong did not score a goal in the game, he made an own goal and the statistics of two assists made him the MVP of the game.
The Chinese team did not stay in Doha, and went to Singapore to recuperate overnight to prepare for the next game.
Wu Lei was depressed for three days in a row. Although the Chinese team defeated Iraq 3-0 in the away game, Wu Lei was actually the player with the most excellent shot opportunities in the game, but he could not grasp any of them.
When the team was having breakfast in the hotel on the morning of the game against Singapore, Tang Hong couldn't stand it anymore. He came to the opposite side of Wu Lei and stared at Wu Lei blankly.
Wu Lei was embarrassed by the look, and asked: "Why keep staring at me?"
Tang Hong asked in return: "Still entangled with the basket of singles that flew in the previous game?"
Wu Lei was even more embarrassed.
At this time, Luo Hongkai put down the dinner plate and sat beside Tang Hong, looked at Wu Lei, and said unceremoniously: "It's not that the road is uneven, but you can't!"
Wu Lei was a little bit embarrassed, and said bitterly, "Is it interesting to be sarcastic like this?"
Luo Hongkai retorted and said: "Is it interesting for you to cry all day long? It seems that the whole world owes you a hundred goals."
Wu Lei wanted to speak but stopped, and Tang Hong spoke now.
"If you are only immersed in regret and disappointment, then next time you will fly solo.
Ask yourself why that kind of ball must be scored?
Have you done shooting training as a daily routine?
At least one thousand shots a day, 500 times with the left foot and 500 times with the right foot! "
Wu Lei frowned and asked, "Do you train like this every day?"
Tang Hong sighed softly and shook his head: "Why do you want to ask me what to do? Do you think it is unnecessary if I say I don't have one?"
After that, Tang Hong picked up the dinner plate and stood up and went to other places for breakfast, at least he didn't want to face Wu Lei's bitter melon face to affect his mood.
Luo Hongkai naturally picked up the dinner plate and said to Wu Lei before he left: "People say things, and people put farts. It's just a tone."
After all, he was still under 20 years old, Wu Lei was not used to the way of getting along with Luo Hongkai, especially the other party's words always made him clouded.
After Luo Hongkai left, Qin Rui sat beside 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 is never important, but how he does it.
Shots a thousand times a day, 500 times with the left foot and 500 times with the right foot.
In Germany, there is a Korean striker who insists on training every day.
Tang Hong said that he would surpass him a year and a half ago, so I have no doubt that Tang Hong will pay more than the opponent in training.
But these have nothing to do with you. "
Wu Lei sounded deaf after hearing this.