Chapter 599: As captain

After Gao Zheng equalized the score, the morale of the Chinese team was boosted. After the game started, it was like the South Korean team's goal launched a fierce offensive.
But the South Korean team does not want everyone to think that they can only be beaten on the ground by the Chinese team, even without the power to fight back.
On the contrary, in the face of the fierce offensive of the Chinese team, the South Korean team performed very stubbornly and tough. On the one hand, they faced the fierce offensive of the Chinese team. On the other hand, their counterattack was also very sharp and fast.
Because they have a very fast Sun Xingming in his formation, he has strong individual combat ability.
Many times the South Korean team only needs to kick the football forward to find Sun Xingming, and the rest is to let Sun Xingming do it himself.
He alone can disturb the Chinese team's defense.
Of course, on the other side, Gao Zheng alone also let the South Korean team's defense line approach the enemy. Before they negligently let Gao Zheng score the goal, now no matter when, he is accompanied by someone around him, not letting him easily take ball.
The game time passed by one minute and one second, and I saw it was very close to the end of the 90-minute game.
The commentators of both countries started talking about playing overtime.
Perrin still has a substitution spot on hand. He hasn't made a substitution for a long time, perhaps in preparation for playing overtime.
In the eighty-eighth minute, the Chinese team pressed on the offensive, but Wu Xi made a mistake when passing forward.
The football was broken by the Korean team!
"Danger!"
In the exclamation of He Ping, the South Korean team once again directly sent a long pass to find Sun Xingming in front.
After receiving the ball, Sun Xingming directly faced Jiang Zhipeng, the last defender of the Chinese team. As long as he can get past Jiang Zhipeng, he will face Wang Xiaolei, the Chinese goalkeeper.
Jiang Zhipeng saw Sun Xingming bring the ball to kill himself, and reason told him that he should foul here, but when he thought that the foul might be sent off, he missed the next game and hesitated.
And this hesitation just gave Sun Xingming the opportunity to change direction and pass by Jiang Zhipeng.
Jiang Zhipeng's hand stretched out halfway and raised again, failing to pull Sun Xingming's jersey.
Sun Xingming passed by like a wind from his side...
"Foul!!" Xu Yang, who was on the commentary, shouted at the scene, listening to his voice, he just couldn't wait to jump in and replace Jiang Zhipeng.
At this time, we must definitely foul for the first time, ending the Korean team's counterattack here, without considering our own gains and losses.
But it's too late to say this now.
"Zheng Zhi is still chasing!" He Ping shouted.
When Jiang Zhipeng let Sun Xingming go, Zheng Zhi caught up from behind, and followed Sun Xingming rushing past Jiang Zhipeng.
At the next moment, when Sun Xingming rushed to the penalty area of ​​the Chinese team, and he was about to reach the top of the free throw arc, Zheng Zhi behind him finally caught Sun Xingming’s chance to slow down when he went to the ball and pulled the two closer. the distance.
Then the captain of the Chinese national team reached out and grabbed Sun Xingming's shoulder, and at the same time he kicked Sun Xingming's right leg backward without hesitation.
Sun Xingming, who was sprinting at a high speed, suddenly lost his balance. Although he wanted to work hard to maintain it, he desperately waved his hands, but he was still unable to fight inertia and gravity. He fell to the ground and completely lost control of football.
The football was attacked by Wang Xiaolei.
Wang Xiaolei picked up the football and kicked the football to the frontcourt with a big foot. It seemed that he wanted the Chinese team to directly fight back, but his move was interrupted by the referee's harsh and whistle sound.
"Ah--!" He Ping sighed in the commentary, he already knew what would happen next.
Zheng Zhi kicked Sun Xingming from the back under the condition that he couldn't break the ball. This is indeed a foul.
After Sun Xingming fell to the ground, he jumped up again like a spring on his body and roared to Zheng Zhi very angry.
He knows that Zheng Zhi's foul will definitely make Zheng Zhi get a red card and be sent off. But he didn't want this result. He would rather Zheng Zhi didn't kick himself at all, because what he wanted was a one-shot, what he wanted was a goal.
Now his goal has been brutally broken by Zheng Zhi's foul.
Even if the referee gave Zheng Zhi ten red cards and the AFC gave Zheng Zhi a 100-game suspension, it would not be able to offset the scoring opportunity that Zheng Zhi's interruption brought to Sun Xingming's unwillingness and anger.
Facing Sun Xingming's anger, Zheng Zhi climbed up from the ground without expression, and then turned to the front court. He didn't look up to see the referee beside him, nor did he look at the red card in his hand.
What will happen to him will be clear when he decides to foul.
What he has to do now is not to waste time.
He trot up and ran to the frontcourt, then took off the captain's armband on his arm and said to Gao Zheng: "Come, reach out."
He then tied the captain's armband to Gao Zheng's arm.
After doing this, he did not speak, turned around and trot towards the sidelines.
Gao Zheng looked at his back, silently, and then he looked down at the captain's armband.
Unexpectedly, he was the captain of the national team for the first time, even on such an occasion...
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"Zheng Zhi was sent off with a red card... there is no doubt about it. His foul must have caused him a red card. Zheng Zhi used the red card as a price in exchange for the Chinese team's goal without losing the ball for the time being. But in this way, Even if the Chinese team can advance to the Asian Cup semifinals, Zheng Zhi will be absent because of it..." He Ping sighed. "This is the last time the captain of the Chinese team has contributed to his team!"
On the Korean commentary table not far away, the South Korean TV commentator shouted: "It's almost there! Sun Xingming will be able to break in. By then Zheng Zhi is fouled and it is a penalty! And now although the South Korean team got a distance goal Very close, and the chance of a free kick with a very positive angle, but it still outweighs the gain! Zheng Zhi's bad foul should be suspended for an additional time!"
"Don’t worry about the non-stop game. I hope the South Korean team can seize the opportunity of this free kick and kick the football into the goal of the Chinese team! We all know why Zheng Zhi fouled, then use a goal to make him foul. Meaningless!" The South Korean commentary guest gritted his teeth.
"This is not the first time he has made such a bad foul. When the French team looked for the Chinese team to warm up on the eve of the 2006 World Cup, Zheng Zhi cut off the leg of the French striker Cisse in the game, causing the opponent to be absent. The World Cup and all subsequent careers have been changed. I’m not surprised that this villain did such a thing, but to get him punished, it’s not enough to rely on a red card! Only let him know that he is desperately fouled by the Korean team. , Or scored a goal, then it can hit him as a wicked from the root!"
Seeing that Sun Xingming was about to score, the result was directly knocked down by Zheng Zhi. No supporter of the South Korean team could accept such a thing.
In the stands, South Korean fans gave a booing boo to Zheng Zhi, who was on the court, and fans showed their middle fingers towards Zheng Zhi.
But their boos were quickly overwhelmed by the singing of the Chinese fans.
Perhaps in the eyes of South Koreans, Zheng Zhi is the worst villain, but to Chinese fans, this is their hero!
He sacrificed himself and reserved the opportunity for the Chinese team to fight back, so that the Chinese team could still stand on the court alive.
He doesn't even consider whether he can participate in the next game, he just wants the Chinese team to participate in the next game.
Singing like tide, applause like thunder, resounding over the Brisbane Stadium.
Every Chinese fan in the stands was singing in the throat, so that the Korean voice could not be heard at all.
In the singing and applause, Zheng Zhi photographed the scene. Perrin was waiting for him at the entrance of the player's passage. When he saw him coming, he reached out and gave him a high-five.
However, neither of them spoke. After the high-five, Zheng Zhi ran into the player's tunnel with his head down, but he didn't walk directly back to the locker room. Instead, he was in the tunnel and the probe looked out of the field.
He is waiting for the final result.
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Sun Xingming still roared to the head referee, and it seemed that sending Zheng Zhi red card was not enough to satisfy him.
On the other side, Jiang Zhipeng, the defender of the Chinese team, blamed himself: "If I can decisively foul just now... even if I am sent off with a red card, it is better than letting the captain go down..."
Wu Xi patted his head: "Don't think about it so much, focus on the game, don't lose the ball first, otherwise the captain's red card is not eaten in vain?"
Wang Xiaolei stood in front of the door and greeted his teammates: "People's Wall!" This ball must be held!"
With a height of one meter and nine, Gao Zheng, the team's highest, also returned from the frontcourt to the front of the penalty area and stood in the wall.
Just like Wu Xi said, don’t think too much, you must not let the South Korean team use this free kick to score!
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After the Chinese team ranked a good wall, the South Korean team was also ready to take a free kick.
Sun Xingming was still a little overwhelmed. Instead of taking the free kick, he ambushed in the penalty area and prepared to make another shot.
He was taking a deep breath, as if he was adjusting his emotions.
As a striker, you must not let yourself fall into the mood of anger, because you will lose the ability to judge calmly in front of the door.
The referee Williams whistled and Ji Chengyong kicked the free kick towards the goal.
Gao Zheng and the teammates around him jumped hard, blocking the ball with his body.
With a loud bang, football didn't know whose body was hit, and made a muffled noise.
Others are shouting: "Grab the second place!!"
The frontier of the Chinese team's penalty zone is chaotic.
In the chaos, I don't know who kicked the football to the frontcourt. The alarm was lifted.
Zheng Zhi used the red card as the price for the continued life of the Chinese team and saved it.
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