Chapter 172: Lin Zhiyuan, Lin Zhiyuan

"Oh! Ooh...Oh oh!" He Feng began to sigh three times when the football rolled towards the goal of the Chinese team, "Lin Zhiyuan, Lin Zhiyuan..."
Yan Kang asked anxiously: "He shouldn't attack this ball! Wang Guangwei is still following... What did he run up to do?! Too reckless! He handled this ball too recklessly!"
The Chinese fans in front of the TV were dumbfounded. They were just now ambitious and ambitious, as if they were poured cold water on their heads. After the fiery heart made a sound of expansion and contraction, it released A lot of white smoke.
After they recovered, they angrily denounced Lin Zhiyuan on the Internet:
"Did Lin Zhiyuan's brain be kicked by a donkey? He hit the ball with a fart!"
"South China Tigers fans said that Lin Zhiyuan does often make amazing moves on the court, but we didn't expect him to be such a tiger..."
"I had a bad hunch when Hao De was off the field, and now it is true...Anyway, as an experienced goalkeeper, Hao De, at least will not make such a mistake!"
"Shi Wuyin chose him as a substitute, obviously because of high hopes for him. As a result, his performance is simply a coach..."
"Damn, the score of 1:2 was good, but now it is 1:3. Even if we have an away goal, we need to score at least two goals back home... If the Chinese team this time Lin Zhiyuan is the culprit who can't make it to the World Cup. He will be stinking for thousands of years!"
"I don't know what Lin Zhiyuan was thinking at the moment he decided to attack. Even if this ball is for an amateur goalkeeper, he will perform better than him. Because the amateur goalkeeper at least knows not to strike blindly!"
"Ah...Is this the fate of Chinese football? Every time there is a little hope, but always fall into this inexplicable thing. Wang Xiaojun's own goal was like this before, and Zhao Kangming's red card was also...our Chinese team In fact, there are many opportunities to go to the World Cup, but who tells us to be unworthy and unable to catch it once?!"
"Take a song "I Don't Have That Life" by Chen Xiaochun and give it to Chinese football..."
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The emotions of the fans were very emotional and their words were extreme.
This is football. After experiencing such a big ups and downs and a roller coaster game, it is really difficult for Chinese fans to remain rational and calm.
Seeing that the good situation was ruined by Lin Zhiyuan's nonsensical, low-level mistakes, almost no one could not scold his mother.
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Hao De, who was replaced because of an injury, had already returned to the bench after a simple treatment by the team doctor. He was still wrapped in an ice bag on his ankle and could only wear slippers.
Before Luo Kai scored a goal, Hao De, even though his ankle was still wrapped in an ice bag, struggled to stand up and shake his fist.
Now that Lin Zhiyuan, who replaced himself on the bench, made a fatal error, which resulted in the loss of the ball, he was anxiously leaning against the seat back of the bench.
Then he covered his face with his hands.
Huge regret and pain arose in the hearts of all the Chinese team's substitute players, including Howard.
It's not that you can't lose the ball. Like the ball that Lin Zhiyuan lost not long after he came on the court, no one blames him except for Lin Zhiyuan himself. Because everyone knows that it is normal for the Chinese team to lose the ball in the face of the strength gap.
But losing like this ball has a great impact on morale. Because this ball shouldn't have appeared, if it weren't for Lin Zhiyuan's reckless move, let Wang Guangwei stick to Ramirez, maybe the opponent would never have a chance to kick. Even if he started a shot, Lin Zhiyuan should be able to cope with Wang Guangwei's interference.
In the end, he chose to attack rashly, and almost collided with Wang Guangwei, not to mention, and gave the opponent a chance to open the door...
In the eyes of Hao De, an experienced old countryman, Lin Zhiyuan's mistake was obviously caused by excessive excitement.
Some young players suddenly get the opportunity to come off the bench in important games, often because they are too nervous to play normally.
Lin Zhiyuan's problem is different. He doesn't seem to know what nervousness is, but he makes mistakes because of being too excited...
"What is Lin Zhiyuan that kid doing!"
"Damn, this attack is such a idiot!"
"Fuck fuck!"
Holder, covering his face, could hear the angry condemnation and curse of his teammates around him.
Lin Zhiyuan's popularity in the national team is obviously not as good as Hu Lai. He is fine at ordinary times, but now that he makes a mistake, it immediately arouses a lot of people's disgust.
Moreover, this ball is indeed Lin Zhiyuan's own problem, and it is right for others to scold him.
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Listening to the vague screams coming from the bench, Shi Wuyin and Li Zhifei looked at each other, and they both saw the helplessness and pain in each other's eyes.
Choosing to let Lin Zhiyuan come off the bench was Shi Wuyin's decision. Now that Lin Zhiyuan made a mistake, Shi Wuyin couldn't escape the relationship either.
"Okay... Fortunately, Luo Kai scored a goal just now." Li Zhifei shook his head and sighed. "Otherwise it would be really miserable."
Shi Wuyin was silent, but had no objection to Li Zhifei's words.
If Luo Kai didn't score that goal, the Chinese team is now three goals behind and its morale is seriously damaged. It is almost impossible to cheer up and score an away goal.
So now they are only fortunate that Lin Zhiyuan's mistake occurred after Luo Kai scored, and the Chinese national team has already scored an away goal.
1:3 is certainly not as good as 1:2, but it is not completely unacceptable.
As coaches, they also have anger in their hearts, but they are still more in control of their temper than the players and fans.
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Lin Zhiyuan still remained kneeling and sitting on the ground, staring at the goal blankly, like a statue.
He has almost lost his ability to perceive the outside world.
Not far away, Chen Xingyi pointed at what he was saying, but he couldn't hear it at all.
When he attacked, all he thought about was "I got this ball!", but in the end he was slapped in the face severely by reality.
And because of his reckless behavior, the team suddenly fell into a very passive situation.
More serious, it can even be said that the difficulty of the Chinese team's impact on the World Cup has been increased ten times by his own power!
He didn't know how to face the next situation or how to face his teammates. He just sat on his knees, as if time passed by.
"Okay, Little Xingxing." Hu Lai pulled the angry Chen Xingyi, "Stop talking, let others watch us jokes then..."
Chen Xingyi was still angry: "Isn't this a joke?"
"Okay, let's just say a few words." Zhang Qinghuan also frowned, rarely very serious.
Chen Xingyi saw that both of them had persuaded him, so he had no choice but to stop speaking. But his eyes full of resentment all fell on Lin Zhiyuan's body.
Not only him, but many Chinese players did not complain after losing the ball, which does not mean that they have no complaints about the loss. So they all turned their blaming and complaining eyes on Lin Zhiyuan.
The atmosphere is a bit stiff.
Yao Huasheng, as the captain of the national team and Lin Zhiyuan's captain at the club, certainly cannot stay aside at this time.
He walked to Lin Zhiyuan's side, bent over and pulled him up. But when he opened his mouth to say something, he got stuck-he didn't know how to say it.
Say something like "don't take this concealed ball to heart" like the previous concealed ball?
How could you not take it to heart!
In fact, he is also very angry!
But he is the captain, he can't blame his teammates in person like this, otherwise he will have a bad head...
So he can only hold back his anger.
In the end, Yao Huasheng could only shake Lin Zhiyuan and said: "The game is not over yet, don't affect the next game!"
After all, it is now impossible for Shi Wuyin to replace Lin Zhiyuan, who made a mistake, so of course he had to let Lin Zhiyuan get out of this hazy situation and finish the next game like a normal goalkeeper.
1:3 is an acceptable bottom line for the Chinese team.
If you lose the ball again, it really means that both rounds of suspense will be ended in this round...
Hearing his words, Lin Zhiyuan finally recovered. He looked at Yao Huasheng and replied with a dull expression: "Okay, Team Yao..."
"Are you really good?" Yao Huasheng couldn't believe it.
"I'm fine, Yao team, I'm really fine!" In order to make Yao Huasheng believe in himself, Lin Zhiyuan patted his chest with his fist.
Sure enough, when he saw his gorilla-like movements, Yao Huasheng released Lin Zhiyuan with confidence.
Then turned to the other teammates onlookers: "Okay, don't look, go back to your position, the game is not over yet!"
He said in an unquestionable tone.
The others looked at Lin Zhiyuan again before turning and leaving. Soon he was the only one left in the penalty area. Lin Zhiyuan, who kept his head up and facing the eyes of his teammates, tried to clap his hands vigorously, causing his gloved hands to make a dull but clear sound, just like he did before. Applaud and encourage yourself.
But this time, his two hands just patted together weakly, neither encouraging himself nor his teammates.
Because he remembered that with his current status, it seems that he has no right to boost morale...
Thinking of this, he stepped back step by step, all the way back to the goal line, his eyes looked forward a little inattentively.
The front is all the backs of teammates.
Lin Zhiyuan couldn't see their expressions, but he seemed to hear their complaints and dissatisfaction with them.
He has nothing to say about this, and does not intend to make any excuses for himself in the future.
He just wants to guard the next game.
He raised his hands and patted his cheeks hard, which was much more powerful than when he had high-five just now.
Snapped!
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On the Paraguay side, after Ramirez scored, the Paraguayan fans were excited as if they turned into zombies. They were no longer satisfied with squeezing into the first row to celebrate, but began to climb the barbed wire wall. Those who are bold have even climbed to the top, sitting on the top of the dangling net wall, naked to the top, waving their jerseys~EbookFREE.me~ The whole hill stadium is plunged into a frantic atmosphere.
The emotions accumulated after the Chinese team scored were all released.
2:1 is indeed a very dangerous score, but 3:1 is much more optimistic.
It is still a two-ball lead. This means that the Chinese team will have to score two more goals to return to their home court, and at the same time they can't allow Paraguay to score...
But how is it possible?
How could Paraguay fail to score?
The advantages of these two let the hearts of Paraguayans fall back in their stomachs.
(End of this chapter)
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