Champion’s Heart

Chapter 185 Smile

When Cahill caught the ball, he also saw Zhou Yi, but he didn't take Zhou Yi seriously at all.

Since Zhou Yi scored, he seemed to have lost all his strength. He rarely ran on the court and was almost like a wooden stake.

It is impossible for such a person to be of any use in defense.

If Zhou Yi had excellent physical fitness, he could still entangle Cahill, but what can he do now?

Cahill dribbled the ball towards the Chinese team's goal, completely ignoring Zhou Yi in front of him.

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Cahill got the ball! No one was guarding him! This is terrible! Liu Hong exclaimed. In fact, he also saw Zhou Yi, but just like Cahill thought, Liu Hong didn't feel it either. What can Zhou Yi do?

The audience in front of the TV became nervous.

This can be regarded as a major mistake for the Chinese team's defense!

If they were equalized at the last minute... wouldn't all the previous efforts be in vain?

Zhou Jianliang gritted his teeth, stopped holding his waist, clenched his hands into fists and placed them on his thighs, his whole body was trembling slightly...

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Zhou Yi watched Cahill rushing towards him with the ball. He was a little surprised at first - is this person blind? Can't you see yourself right here?

However, he quickly realized that the opponent must have thought that he was exhausted and was standing on the court as if he didn't exist, so it was impossible to stop him.

Hey, this is too disrespectful!

Cahill had already rushed in front of Zhou Yi. He turned the football to the right and accelerated to pass Zhou Yi.

Almost everyone can imagine that Cahill will easily break through Zhouyi and then enter the penalty area!

At that time, the Chinese team can only count on the heroic performance of goalkeeper Yang Zhi...

But at this moment, Cahill, who had reached Zhou Yi's side, suddenly lost his balance!

I saw Zhou Yi holding Cahill's clothes in his hands, and his feet were already shoveling towards Cahill!

But at this time,

The football has been taken away by Cahill. It is absolutely impossible for him to tackle the ball, he can only tackle... people!

Pulling and pulling. Shoveling underfoot. Zhou Yi just knocked Cahill to the ground!

Everything happened in a flash, and before everyone could react, Cahill had already fallen... He watched helplessly as the football he dialed out kept rolling, and then he was hugged by the attacking goalkeeper Yang Zhi. In my arms...

And then. He heard the whistle blow.

Only then did he react and suddenly jumped up from the ground. He raised his hands and yelled at the referee: He fouled! Foul!! This is a foul!!

Amidst Cahill's almost hysterical roar, Zhou Yi just lay on the ground without raising his arms to indicate that he had not touched the opponent. Instead of rising to defend himself, he gasped. My chest was rising and falling violently, and just looking at the night sky in Doha, I heard the noise in my ears.

He heard Cahill's almost desperate scream. He also heard the exclamations of his teammates.

He also heard the garbled sounds in the stands.

But these are not important anymore. What is important is that he did not let Cahill dribble into the penalty area.

This is more important than anything else.

Think of this. Zhou Yi, who was lying on the ground, laughed.

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Cahill broke through...Zhou Yi! He...uprooted Cahill! Liu Hong's voice was full of panic. This is... this is a foul...

Not just him, but almost all Chinese fans in front of the TV, as long as they understand what this means. Their eyes widened, they covered their mouths with their hands, and looked at the TV screen in disbelief.

Zhou Jianliang's body, which was so tense that it was trembling slightly, suddenly relaxed. Then he leaned back and leaned on the back of the sofa, staring at the TV screen blankly.

Li Cuiyun, who originally didn't know much about football, finally understood what it meant after watching so many of her son's games.

She turned to look at her husband and got the exact answer from the expression on his face.

Their son... helped the Chinese team reach the finals, but it is very likely that he will miss... the finals!

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The players of the Chinese team were stunned for a moment when they saw Zhou Yi tackle Cahill to the ground. Cahill jumped up and protested to the referee. Then they woke up from a dream and ran towards the referee from different directions. He waved his arms, trying to defend Zhou Yi.

But the mouth was opened, but no words came out.

How to justify it?

This is an undisguised, unmistakable...foul!

But even so, the Chinese team players still surrounded the referee, hoping that he would be merciful and only give a yellow card.

But everyone knows very well in their hearts that the person who is breached is directly facing the goalkeeper. How can a foul that uproots an offensive player be just a yellow card?

However, from the perspective of Australian players, especially Cahill, even giving Zhou Yi a red card cannot calm his anger, because if Zhou Yi does not foul, he will directly hit the penalty area and shoot. He is confident that the football Cum inside. But now... this attack came to an abrupt end three meters before the Chinese team's penalty area!

Even if Zhou Yi is punished, this reality cannot be changed.

Australia will get a free kick, but can a free kick compare to a must-goal?

Even a penalty kick is better than a free kick!

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Holy shit, Zhou Yi!! Sun Pan exclaimed in the group.

Alas... He Ying sighed.

Yang Muge and Guo Nuze didn't say anything.

They also knew what this scene meant.

Zhou Yi could actually put Cahill in the penalty area without fouling. Maybe Yang Zhi could stop this shot?

This is actually a self-deceiving idea. If Zhou Yi just put Cahill in, Cahill would score a goal in all likelihood. No one can guarantee that goalkeeper Yang Zhi can save Cahill's shot, and Zhou Yi did not choose to throw the responsibility to the goalkeeper behind him.

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Gao Hongbo had been standing on the sidelines, but when he saw Zhou Yi's foul, he suddenly squatted down.

One hand was still on the ground.

Fu Bo, his assistant coach next to him, turned around and couldn't find Gao Hongbo, so he looked down and saw him.

So he also squatted down next to Gao Hongbo.

Neither of the two men said anything, they just looked at the court, waiting for...the verdict of fate.

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Although there were many people around, including Chinese players and Australian players, the referee still blocked the crowd. Walked to Zhou Yi. Then he hooked his hand to signal him to get up.

Zhou Yi lay still.

When the referee signaled him to get up for the third time, he slowly sat up, then sat on the turf and looked up at the referee.

After the referee saw Zhou Yi sitting up. He reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a stack of things, including a yellow card. There are red cards and a small notebook for recording.

Then he pulled out the red one.

There is no need to read any more.

He showed Zhou Yi a red card!

Red card! Zhou Yi... was sent off with a red card! Liu Hong said with a trembling voice. This is an...irrefutable foul, and it is reasonable to give Zhou Yi a red card...but...but...this way. He will miss the Asian Cup final and our game against Japan!

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Zhou Yi was... sent off?! The Japanese players in front of the TV were also extremely surprised.

This is really an ending that no one expected.

The Chinese team will eliminate Australia. But the most threatening and important player of the Chinese team missed the final...

That's it, we have the championship...

What a risk! What a blessing!

After being surprised, the teammates patted their chests and rejoiced.

Shinji Kagawa also looked at the TV screen in surprise, turning a deaf ear to the congratulations of his teammates around him. There was no reaction, as if he and they were in two different worlds.

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Zhou Yi saw this red card. There was no change in expression on his face, and he still had the faint smile that he had before. Then he got up from the ground and patted his butt. Turn around and walk to the sidelines.

He didn't say goodbye to anyone, didn't explain anything, and didn't defend himself. He just left the scene resolutely. The only exception was that he glanced at Cahill before turning away.

...When he committed the foul, he already knew what the outcome would be, right? Liu Hong said, looking at Zhou Yi's leaving back. But he did it anyway, without any hesitation. He single-handedly sent the Chinese team to the finals, but he... thank you, Zhou Yi. Without you, maybe we wouldn't even be able to reach the semi-finals...

What Liu Hong said was very sensational, but Zhou Jianliang turned off the TV and stood up.

Don't read it? Li Cuiyun asked him strangely.

He didn't answer his wife, but walked straight back to the bedroom.

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If it were me guarding the goal...he would never have to foul! Sun Pan gritted his teeth and said this to the group. I will 100% not let that Cahill score!

If I were on the court, I would have deserved this foul! Guo Nu also said.

Yang Muge: If I were here, I wouldn't let this gap appear...

He Ying: If I were here, even if the ball was scored, it wouldn't have anything to do with the overall situation...

Then the group fell into silence. Not only were they not on the court, they were in far away Europe, but this scene made them feel the same.

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Zhou Yi walked off the court. Gao Hongbo stood up to greet him and extended his hand in advance. When Zhou Yi held his hand, he pulled Zhou Yi in front of him, hugged him, and patted his back. .

No words, just filming.

They took pictures again and again until Zhou Yi said: Okay, Gaozhi, I have to leave.

Gao Hongbo then let go of him and looked at him. Seeing that Zhou Yi's face was neither sad nor angry, but still had a faint smile, he was surprised: Are you...happy?

Why can't you be happy? Zhou Yi spread his hands, We are going to the finals!

but you……

I can't make it to the finals? It doesn't matter, just wait another four years. Zhou Yi said with a smile and shook his head. It's only a matter of time. But Gaozhi, are you ready to declare victory?

He winked at Gao Hongbo, then turned and left through the tunnel.

Gao Hongbo's eyes kept chasing his back until he disappeared deep into the passage.

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Zhou Yi was sent off with a red card, but the Australian players did not feel refreshed or happy at all. Cahill was so angry that he was about to explode.

Zhou Yi left so lightly, which made him particularly unhappy. If Zhou Yi ended up crying and unwilling to leave, he might feel better. As a result, Zhou Yi walked away with a smile on his face! And he even took a look at himself before leaving!

Although he didn't say anything, Cahill read Zhou Yi's look and smile as a mockery of himself...

It seemed like they were mocking that they had lost their last chance and would be eliminated!

And when I took the ball and rushed toward Zhou Yi, I thought it was a soft persimmon. This situation is really ironic... Maybe it was a mistake to choose Zhou Yi as my opponent from the beginning!

Cahill would rather Zhou Yi stay on the court and score the ball himself, rather than Zhou Yi leaving the field and Australia being buried with him...

Cahill vented all his anger on this free kick. He hit the Chinese team's wall with a heavy kick. The Chinese team player Gao Lin who was hit before the red ball fell to the ground holding his stomach. But the football... also flew off the sideline.

Then, the referee's whistle sounded - the game is over!

The Chinese team advanced to the finals, while Australia had to compete with South Korea for third place... (To be continued.) New website launched

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