There is a team called the Friendship Team

Chapter 114 The Mysterious Teacher ([-])

Two days later.

Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, at 19:30 local time.

There is still half an hour before the match between the Chinese national youth team and the "mysterious teacher" Turkmenistan national youth team.

The main players of the two teams are ready to go and are waiting in the hall to enter the field.

The head coaches and substitute players of the two teams are already sitting on the bench.

The game will still be commented on-site by famous football commentators Huang Xiangjian and Lu Dong.

"In the first game, the National Youth Team did not win. The pressure on Zheng Zhi's shoulders was very heavy. It is said that these three days were completely closed training, and the outside world knew nothing about what changes he would make in this game. Therefore, everyone is quite curious and hopes that the national junior team can put on a 'good show' in this game." Huang Xiangjian first commented.

"Yes. Although we didn't win the first game, the Turkmenistan national team and the Malaysian national team also drew. This also proves that the strength gap between the Asian teams is gradually narrowing..." Lu Dong Then said.

"Well, you must know that the host Malaysian national team is definitely not a weak team. The 'dark horse' is very good! In order to prepare for this Asian Junior Championship, they played a series of warm-up matches. They beat the Australian national team 1-0 and won 1-1. [-] draw with the South Korean national team..." Huang Xiangjian said.

The two commentators were commenting, and the live camera was shown in the stands, facing an old man.

"Oh?! The head coach of the Malaysian national team, Alex, also came to watch the game. This old Swedish coach once coached in Shanghai Shanggang and Guangzhou Fuli in the Chinese Super League, and also briefly in the Philippine national team. He has coached before, and he knows Asian football like the back of his hand! In the last group match, against the host Malaysian national team, there must be a lot of bad luck. Therefore, in this game, the Chinese national team must win no matter what!" Huang Xiangjian said .

"Well, after all, we don't know much about our opponent, the Turkmenistan National Youth Team. We can only play our own characteristics to win the opponent. At the same time, this game is also an absolute test of Zheng Zhi's coaching ability. If it fails, the Ya Shao The team did not go out, so it is natural to dismiss get out of class; and if we win, and we succeed in changing formation in a short period of time, it is undoubtedly that we have another excellent local coach in Chinese football." Lu Dong analyzed.

The two commentators were talking, and the main players from both sides entered the field.

The staff also handed over the starting list in time.

Huang Xiangjian and Lu Dong took it, glanced at the list, and guessed in their hearts that Zheng Zhi's starting lineup for the national youth team should be 442:

Forwards: Xu Zhou (Guangzhou Fuli), Liu Binren (Shandong Qilu);

Midfielders: Lu Chige (Guangzhou Hengda), Cai Zhiyu (Jiangsu FC), Chen Ting (Friendship Team), Fang Zhi (Shandong Qilu);
Defenders: Bovas (Shanghai Shenhua), Jiang Yicai (BJ Yulinjun), Chocolate (Dalian Yifeng), Wang Congjun (Shanghai Shanggang);

Goalkeeper: Li Shengrong (Guangzhou Hengda).

"What a gamble! No matter what the result is, Coach Zheng Zhi dared to remove Wei Yi, the first brother of the country, and send the little-known Chen Ting. It's courageous!" Huang Xiangjian said bluntly and bluntly.

Lu Dong had a different opinion and said: "I have a different opinion from Xiang Jian this time. I think coach Zheng Zhi's change may have unexpected results. Why? Wei Yi's playing is a matter of course. Then Do the players still have a sense of crisis and motivation? When Chen Ting is on the field, he has a different sense of "hungry" for the game than Wei Yi. He must put in [-]% effort when he comes up. And, one more thing, football There is metaphysics in the game, Chen Ting missed a lore in the last game, I think this game can make up for it."

"Then what if Chen Ting misses the chance to kill again?" Huang Xiangjian asked with a smile.

"That's metaphysics once again fulfilled, hahaha." The two commentators joked with great interest before the start of the game.

Players from both sides entered the field, stood still, and played the national anthem.

The live broadcast camera showed Chen Ting, his mouth was wide open, he was very serious, singing the national anthem word by word.

"Look, I've said it all. Look at Chen Ting's energy. I'm very optimistic about his performance today!" Lu Dong said confidently.

After the national anthem is over, the captains of the two teams choose sides.

The captain of the Chinese National Junior Team is still Fang Zhi from Shandong Qilu Club, while the captain of the Turkmenistan National Junior Team——

"Mufaradeff." Huang Xiangjian checked the list and read out awkwardly.

After the side selection, the Chinese National Junior Team kicked off in the second half and attacked from right to left in the first half.

The captains of the two teams shook hands friendly.

"From the moment the captains of the two teams shook hands, we can see an obvious comparison. The opponent's players are tall and mighty, with great physical fitness." Lu Dong explained.

Players from both sides take their positions.

The referee calibrated the time and raised his hand, "Wow!"

Game start!
The Turkmenistan national team kicks off first.

The players of the Chinese National Junior Team pressed appropriately and did not press too hard.

"Well, at the beginning of the game, it's still about testing." Huang Xiangjian explained.

Suddenly, the midfielder of the Turkmenistan National Junior Team split the ball with a long pass and gave it to captain Mufarajeev.

The national youth team defender Bowashi stepped forward to press.

Mufaradev made a light reverse turn and passed Bowas, but Bowas was faster and caught up with Mufaradev.

Mufaradev is very experienced, leaning on Bowas with his body, and Bowas is very difficult to defend, and he has no choice but to stretch out his foot and trip Mufaradev.

"Wow." The referee made an uncontroversial penalty and awarded the Turkmenistan National Junior Team a set kick on the left side of the front court.

"Bovas is 1 meters tall and Mufarajeff is 69 meters. The physical gap is clear at a glance. If Bovas doesn't make a foul, he can only watch the opponent cross." Huang Xiangjian defended Bovas.

On the field.

The Turkmenistan national team quickly served a set kick, the football split, and it was given to the captain Mufaradjef again.

Mufaradeff lifts his foot, trying to cross—

Chen Ting was very focused, stepped forward in time, stretched out his foot before Mufaradeff, and poked the ball away.

But Mufaradev's kick was slow and kicked Chen Ting down.

"Huh!" The referee blew his whistle and ran over to warn Mufaradeff.

Mufaradeff nodded frequently, admitting his mistakes with a good attitude, avoiding the possibility of winning the card.

Bo Washi came over, stretched out his hand to pull Chen Ting up, and said, "Thank you for showing up in time."

"Hey." Chen Ting didn't say much, patted the dirt on his body, and continued to stand back to the middle of the midfield.

On the sidelines, Zheng Zhi saw it in his eyes, and thought: "Well, I did not misunderstand the person. Chen Ting is very low-key, and he will be an important part of the defense line in the future."

The game continues.

Fang Zhi sent a set ball from the backcourt, looking for center Xu Zhou.

Xu Zhou judged the landing point, and physically leaned on each other with Turkmenistan national junior team defender Ziliankov, and were wrestling with each other.

The football fell, Ziliankov squeezed Xu Zhou away and made a header to clear.

"Xu Zhou is 1 meters and Ziliankov is 86 meters. There is indeed no obvious advantage in height, and Xu Zhou is the only high center forward in the team." Huang Xiangjian explained, implying that high-altitude tactics will not work.

The football came to the midfield, and Cai Zhiyu, a midfielder of the Chinese National Junior Team, got the ball and gave it to Chen Ting.

Chen Ting pushed it to Fang Zhi.

Fang Zhi got the ball and faced the defending Mufaradjef one-on-one.

Fang Zhi stepped on a "bicycle" with his left foot, swiped the ball with his right foot, and successfully got rid of Mufarajeev!

However, the defensive players of the Turkmenistan National Junior Team made up their positions quickly. Fang Zhi took the ball forward two steps along the sidewalk, and followed up with a "Marseille roundabout" vigilantly, shaking off the Turkmenistan Junior National Team who was defending. middle--

Since Fang Zhi's pass was a 45-degree pass that didn't go to the bottom, the defender was very difficult to deal with, and if he was a little careless, he might score an own goal. Ziliankov thought about the way to clear the siege, and slightly There is hesitation.

Xu Zhou seized the opportunity, resolutely plugged in, and dived to the top——

"Boom!"

Xu Zhou flew out to head the ball. The header was as powerful as a cannonball. The speed of the ball was very fast. The goalkeeper of the Turkmenistan National Youth Team did not make any saves and watched the football hit the net!
"Wow!" The referee whistled and pointed to the center circle, the goal is valid!

"Beautiful, good goal! The Chinese National Junior Team made a perfect start, leading the Turkmenistan National Junior Team 1-0!" Huang Xiangjian explained excitedly.

Xu Zhou stood up and made a very unique celebratory gesture - a military salute.

"Xiangjian, seeing Xu Zhou's celebration reminds me of a player." Lu Dong laughed.

"I know, Xiao Zhi." Huang Xiangjian said.

"Yes. It's very similar. Whether it's the celebration or the characteristics of playing football, congratulations to Fuli Club for training Xiao Zhi's successor." Lu Dong said excitedly.

On the field.

It was different from the previous game when Wei Yi found the head coach to celebrate after scoring a goal.After Xu Zhou scored a goal in this game, the players of the Chinese National Youth Team formed a group to celebrate, and the players really came together from the details.

The head coach Zheng Zhi on the sidelines relaxed and smiled gratifiedly. This is the national youth team he hopes to see, a "team of friendship"...

(End of this chapter)