Stop the ball ten meters away, the goal depends on Meng

Chapter 55 Can You Qualify For A Draw?

"Honey, I suddenly want to cheer for Jordan!"

Boss Su, who was sitting behind the Chinese team's bench, had a sinful idea.

Chang Xiaolin rolled her beautiful eyes:
"As expected of a dear father, you and your son have exactly the same brain circuit!"

Although she hasn't seen each other for more than seven months, she still knows her husband quite well:
"Don't you expect the Chinese team to fall into a hard fight, and then Awei will come off the bench and turn the tide!"

Boss Su praised his wife's understanding ability:
"As expected of my wife! Don't you expect your son to become a national hero?"

Chang Xiaolin thought about it for a while, and her heart skipped a beat!

She clenched her fist slightly, and called out in a small voice:
"Come on, Team Jordan!"

[I'm not a fan of the national football team, I'm just a fan of my son! 】
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[National Football Bar], there were also some discordant voices at this time:
"Why doesn't Su Changwei make an appearance?"

"I'm going to dinner if he doesn't show up!"

"If it weren't for Su Changwei in the squad, how could I watch the live broadcast of the national football team?"

"Me too. I didn't watch for a second when Gao Lin and Yu Dabao scored a goal and defeated Kuwait 2-0!"

"...Then you remember so clearly?"

"Research, if Su Changwei plays, will he replace Yu Hanchao or Hao Junmin?"

"I suggest replacing Gao Feifei! Has he ever had a shot on target today?"

"Forget about shooting on target, his current number of shots is still 0!!!"

……

Just when everyone was expecting Su Changwei to play, the Chinese team launched another offensive.

In the 58th minute, Yu Hanchao passed two people in a row from the left, which drew cheers from the stands. Unfortunately, his shot after the pass was weak and was easily hugged by the goalkeeper.

Less than 2 minutes later, Chen Tao also dribbled the ball forward from the left, but he did not choose to pass, but sent an overhead ball that pierced Jordan's defense.
2: 0!

"Chinese team!"

"Dong Dong Dong~~~"

There was a sound of beating drums from the main stand, and the entire stadium was thundering with cheers. At this moment, more than 4 fans forgot... Who is the scheduled protagonist of this game?

Except Boss Su.

The sober father sighed alone while the others cheered:

"My son can't be a hero!"

"Jordan, as long as you work harder, you will have a place in Asian football!"

"You deserve it because you can't play the World Cup!"
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Seeing that the advantage expanded to 2 goals, Su Changwei, who was sitting on the bench, was a little anxious.

[No way, no way? 】

[It was agreed that I would lead everyone to the top 10 competition, but I actually won it lying down? 】

[Jordan is the 82nd strong team in the world! 】

[Even if China is currently ranked 65th, Jordan should not be helpless, right? 】

Camacho was obviously also concerned about his emotions, and turned his head slightly, wanting to ask for his opinion:
"How is it? Do you still want to play?"

Su Changwei shrugged noncommittally:

"You are the head coach, what are you asking me for?"

Camacho rolled his eyes:

"If you don't want to give you face, then continue to substitute! Hey? What are you doing?"

Su Changwei, who was sitting in the second row, was taking the jersey handed over by the fans behind him, signing his autographs in full swing, and then posing for a group photo:

"Wait until I sign all the 20 fans in the back row before I consider coming off the bench!"
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It takes about 20-30 seconds to sign a fan.

It takes about 20 minutes to sign more than 10 fans.

During these 10 minutes, the physical fitness of the Chinese team declined significantly, and the offensive also weakened accordingly, while the offensive of the Jordanian team picked up.

In the 72nd minute, the Jordan team took advantage of the free kick in the frontcourt to attack the goal twice in a row, and finally successfully sent the ball into the goal guarded by Zeng Cheng, 1:2!

"Appreciate~~~"

There were boos in the stands.

A few seconds later, it was replaced by a louder voice:
"Change to Chang Wei! Change to Chang Wei!!"

"Change to Chang Wei!!!"

Listening to the voices of the fans, Boss Su felt a little sour in his heart:

[Obviously his son's surname is Su, why don't you call him by his surname! 】

Seeing that the hearts of the people cannot be violated, Camacho did not ask the players for their opinions, and directly waved his hand:
"Hurry up and warm up for me! Prepare to change!"
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"Camacho finally decided to send Su Changwei to play?"

In the live broadcast room, the commentator Liu Jianhong unconsciously raised his voice:
"The Jordan team has been on the offensive continuously during this period, we really need to suppress their morale!"

In [National Football Bar] and [Su Changwei Bar], many netizens even beat drums:
"If Camacho doesn't replace Chang Wei, Jordan will equalize in minutes!"

"Camacho's level is really not good. He has to wait until the situation is unfavorable before making substitutions!"

"Do you think there is a possibility that this guy thinks that God Su stole his limelight and deliberately suppressed him to not let him appear?"

"..."

Camacho would never have imagined in his wildest dreams that he just made this player a substitute for a while according to Su Changwei's request, and he has become a conspirator who is said by Chinese fans to be jealous!
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"Huh... be careful of their No. 7 left winger!"

In the 76th minute, Su Changwei, who had completed his warm-up, finally got his chance to play.

What he replaced was Yu Hanchao, who fought fiercely in the first half.

Joining him on stage was Yu Dabao who replaced Chen Tao.

After all, Camacho did not replace Gao Lin, but only replaced the two full-backs to maintain the ability to attack from the side.

[The current lucky value is 69, do you use 10 points to draw the target player? 】

【smoke! 】

At the moment of high-five with Yu Hanchao, Su Changwei heard the prompt.

【Beep! 】

[Yu Hanchao, friendliness 8/100]

[Reproducible Peak Strength: 100%]

[Injury probability: 8%]

"Tsk!"

Su Changwei glanced at Yu Hanchao, who was profusely sweating, and complained in his heart:
[Isn't this equivalent to... Yu Hanchao re-entering the field with full blood and blue? 】
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As soon as Su Changwei appeared on the field, the Jordan team was obviously very afraid. The overall formation was compressed, and they no longer dared to press with all their strength when attacking.

After all, it is the name of a person and the shadow of a tree. No matter how ignorant the Jordan team is, they dare not underestimate "Real Madrid's No. 10 player"!
That was the superstar who had just reversed and beat the Cosmos team Barcelona four weeks ago!

He is a terrifying existence that made Messi, the third-generation football king, spit out his anger!
It even made Ronaldo, who was half a step away from being side by side with the third-generation ball king, overshadowed!
With such a sense of awe, when Su Changwei dribbled the ball forward for the first time, Jordan directly sent four generals to block him!
Encountered at such a close range, even if Messi and Maradona are possessed, I am afraid they can only give up the attack temporarily...

Su Changwei didn't dare to force a breakthrough, he just stepped on a bicycle on the spot, and returned the ball to Hao Junmin, who was the core of the organization.

Seeing that the Jordanian team assembled heavy troops to defend Su Changwei, and the other side was almost unattended, Hao Junmin immediately launched a through ball and found Yu Dabao who had just played!
Yu Dabao took advantage of his physical strength to rush past Jordan's right back, and then shot from the left side of the penalty area!
Goalkeeper Shafi tried his best to block the ball, but the football did not fly far away, instead, it came to Yu Dabao's feet again. The latter volleyed twice without any politeness, and finally blasted the ball into the net!
3: 1!

The Chinese team almost sealed the victory!
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[Did I take the wrong script? 】

Seeing Yu Dabao who slipped and knelt and rushed directly to the corner flag area, Su Changwei couldn't help complaining in his heart:
[Didn't it be agreed that I was the protagonist? 】

[Is his luck much higher than mine? ! 】

For the first goal, Su Changwei's sense of presence was that before passing the ball to Hao Junmin, he stepped on a bicycle with his right foot...

Fortunately, the eyes of the masses are discerning.

As a well-known commentator, Liu Jianhong used his well-founded views to prove why he is qualified to sit in the live broadcast room:
"It is precisely because of Su Changwei's presence that attracted half of the Jordan team's defense, resulting in an empty space on the left, and Yu Dabao was able to easily get two shots!"

"I can say responsibly that Su Changwei is responsible for at least 80% of this goal!"

"Even if he stands there and does nothing, Jordan must send half the team to defend him!"

"He is the strategic nuclear weapon of our Chinese team!"
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比分从2:1变成3:1，比赛也进入了最后的10分钟。

The Jordan team chose to fight to the death and used up all the substitutions in one go, all of which were used to strengthen the offense!
At this moment, they didn't care about any "strategic nuclear weapons", and directly pressed heavily, wanting to score two goals in 10 minutes and equalize the score!
As long as they can get a tie, they can rely on the number of goals and the relationship between victory and defeat to squeeze out the Chinese team and advance to the next round!
A tie will qualify!

But this goal, the team opposite them, is much more familiar than them!

This sentence...is a curse!
Not only did they fail to achieve the results they wanted, but they fell into the defensive quagmire of the Chinese team.

Zheng Zhi, Qin Sheng, Zhao Xuri, and Zhang Linpeng, these four well-known fighters, formed a strangling formation before the penalty area, and those who entered the formation were simply dead!

A striker of the Jordanian team who had just come off the bench was kicked by Qin Sheng with a lightning whip. He couldn't get up for a long time and immediately lost his combat effectiveness. He had to be carried to the sidelines on a stretcher for emergency treatment.

And at the 88th minute, Su Changwei, who had been silent for 11 minutes, finally showed his power!

This was Zhang Linpeng's interception from the backcourt, and he directly found Su Changwei on the wing. Under the close interference of two defensive players, the latter still dribbled the ball to a distance of nearly 30 meters in one breath, and then shot from the wing of the penalty area!
The football drew an obvious arc in the air, far bypassed the goalkeeper's ten fingers, and rubbed against the post to hang in a dead corner!

4:1!
"The Chinese team must win~~~"

"Dong Dong Dong~~~"

The drums exploded like thunder.

The atmosphere of this stadium finally reached its peak at this moment!

As for Liu Jianhong, the well-known CCTV star glanced at the 89th minute of the game, his throat tickled, and he couldn't help saying the classic words he had said countless times:
"There is not much time left for the Jordan team!"

"The Chinese team must not be careless!"

"As long as we concede three more goals, we will be eliminated!"

(End of this chapter)