Smiling Proudly

Chapter 71
After leaving the field, Wang Yi sat directly on the bench.

The teammates around him looked at him a little enviously.

Wang Yi seemed to feel the eyes of his teammates around him.

"Don't worry, if we win the first two rounds and I don't make it to the last round, you guys will have more chances." Wang Yi calmly said such words that deserved to be beaten, and the teammates around him looked at him helplessly. .

Zhang Xizhe thought to himself, I am not envious of you, I am obviously envious of your excellent football abroad 13.
Wang Yi naturally didn't know what others thought.

But now he is still watching the situation on the field very intently.

Generally speaking, after he left the field, the team played very positively. The combination of Wu Lei and Yu Hai was also constantly attacking the opponent's defense, but until the end of the game, they failed to break through the opponent's goal again.

When Wang Yi came to Brisbane, Australia this time, he had no urge to travel, because the weather in Australia was too hot at this time.

So in the interval before the next game, Wang Yi was lying down in training and in the hotel.

On January 1th, at the same stadium, the Brisbane Stadium, the Chinese team will face the strongest opponent in this group, Uzbekistan.

In this match, Wang Yi still started.

The starting lineup of the game has not changed in any way from the previous game. Wang Yi understands this matter very well. In tournament-based games, it is often necessary to have a lineup to win the world, relying on one breath.

Wang Yi stood on the field, and he could clearly feel the difference from the previous game at this time.

The opponent's eyes are more aggressive.

The game started and this time it was Uzbekistan with the ball.

As soon as Wang Yi came into contact with his opponent, he understood that he was white and tough. Naturally, Wang Yi was not afraid of such a strong player. After all, he also played in the Premier League.

But as soon as the game starts, there is no need to grab the ball.

Wang Yi prepared to be more cautious and see how his opponent prepared.

For Uzbekistan, the head coach gave thousands of instructions before the game to keep an eye on Wang Yi.

The players in Uzbekistan naturally understand the importance of Wang Yi. Now is not the 90s, but now is the Internet age. The Uzbekistan players naturally understand Wang Yi's performance in the Premier League.

But football is not a one-man game, it's a multiplayer game.

The players in Uzbekistan are very integrated, and Wang Yi discovered this 10 minutes after the start of the game.

The opponent's midfield pass, when the whole is advancing, the ball has been passing. Soon, they pressed the Chinese team's half, and in these 10 minutes, the Chinese team had nothing to do.

Of course Wang Yi is not a god, he can only come back to help defend.

"This won't work. The opponent will score a goal sooner or later." Wang said to Wu Lei.

This was a set-piece defense, and Wang Yi stood beside Wu Lei.

"We'll have to fight as a whole in a while, and I can't do it alone."

Wu Lei agreed.

He now has great trust in Wang Yi.

So in the next time, the Chinese team's frontcourt began to press up.

But something unexpected happened.

The midfielder of the Uzbekistan team took a long shot 40 meters away, hit Zhang Linpeng in the back and bounced into the goal.

Own goals.

"Damn it, it's a bit of a back."

Zhang Linpeng still kept looking at the goal.

At this moment, he only had three words to say in his heart.

Zheng Zhi walked over to comfort his little brother.

"Hey, bad luck, don't take it to heart."

Zhang Linpeng could only nod when he heard the captain talking to him, but he still couldn't let go.

"How can it be said that if you don't take it to heart, you don't take it to heart. Hey, what a coincidence."

Zhang Linpeng walked back with regret.

However, the whistle also blew and the first half was over.

Zhang Linpeng had a gloomy expression on his face.

Wang Yi walked over.

"Brother Peng, don't be sad. These are trivial things. I scored in the second half and the team won. No one will care about these things."

"It's easy for you to say, can you score goals if you want?"

Zhang Linpeng was a little speechless. Did this kid think that he could do whatever he wanted in Asia after playing in the Premier League?

"Don't worry, brother Peng, you can watch the second half."

Zhang Linpeng nodded reluctantly, and didn't want to look at this confident guy any more.

Wang Yi didn't notice Zhang Linpeng's abnormality, he only thought that Zhang Linpeng was still sad.

He was very understanding and walked back to the locker room without saying anything.

In the previous games, the first half went smoothly, and Wang Yi didn't say anything during the intermission.

Wang Yi usually speaks a lot in Arsenal's midfield, and Arsenal doesn't have any traditional bosses now, so a young player like Wang Yi is the main force, so he can have some say in the dressing room.

However, at this time, Wang Yi also considered the domestic situation, so he was not going to say anything.

But after Pei Lan finished speaking, after the interpreter finished speaking, Zheng Zhi took over the conversation.

After finishing speaking, Zheng Zhi seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Wang Yi. At this time, Wang Yi, who was serious and obedient, of course looked at Zheng Zhi.

So, Zheng Zhi gestured with his eyes, would you say a few words?

Wang Yi and Zheng Zhi only met a few times, but Wang Yi also understood what Zheng Zhi meant.

So, thinking about the captain's invitation, let's say a few words, what to say.

Give your teammates some confidence.

"Don't worry, everyone, in the second half of the game, we will attack and we will definitely score."

As if he felt that his words were not convincing enough, Wang Yi added another sentence.

"In the second half, everyone reached a distance of 20 meters in front of the penalty area. If you can pass it to me, pass it to me. It is already within my shooting range."

After speaking, he sat down.

For a while, no one in the locker room spoke, and Zheng Zhi took the lead in applauding.

Wu Lei looked at Wang Yi next to him, seeing his calm demeanor, he felt that he was a player with a big heart.

After thinking about it, that's right, the players who played in the Champions League final, can't they have a big heart?

The second half started.

Wang Yi was doing stretching movements calmly, looking a little careless.

Seeing Wang Yi's actions, Yu Hai didn't know if he was a tiger or if he really had a big heart.

But then, as soon as the ball was kicked off, Wang Yi immediately signaled to Wu Lei to pass the ball to him.

Yu Hai watched from the side, and felt that this kid was too strong. He was obviously a junior, but he was so strong.

But he didn't want to think about it. On the football field, strength is king.

After Wang Yi took the ball, he thought, "Should I have a long drive?"

Wang just wants to try to see if his personal ability is useful when he meets a team that is stronger than the national football team in the Asian arena.

So, he started.

First, they passed the two midfielders of Uzbekistan, who were specially arranged by them to intercept the players.

That's how it got passed.

(End of this chapter)