Just like many China-South Korea battles before, both teams are actually very familiar with each other, so there is no stage of tactical testing. At the beginning of the game, both sides entered a high-tempo confrontation.

Especially the Chinese team, they almost spared no effort to press in the frontcourt.

In the fifth minute, the South Korean team passed the goalkeeper back, and Wu Lei rushed to the South Korean goalkeeper Kim Jin-hyun, stretching his foot to intercept the ball.

Jin Zhenxuan's big foot can almost be regarded as kicking the football out against Wu Lei's toes.

If it were a little later, the ball might be blocked by Wu Lei.

"Wu Lei! Oh—! What a pity! It's just a little bit!"

Although Wu Lei did not score a goal for the Chinese team this time, he still won the cheers and applause from Chinese fans in the stands.

Two minutes later, Cai Hui, the starting midfielder in this game, directly launched a fast attack after cutting off the Korean team's ball in the backcourt.

After receiving the ball, Gao Zheng got rid of South Korean defensive player Kim Young-kwon, but he was tackled to the ground by another Korean defender Kim Chang-soo.

The referee called the South Korean team for a foul and gave the Chinese team a free kick on the left side.

At this time, Gao Zheng was still lying on the ground but still not getting up. The captain of the Korean team, Ji Chengyong, who came to defend his teammates, stepped on Gao Zheng's calves behind him when he stepped back. Then when Gao Zheng turned up and knelt on the ground, he crossed his legs and rode on Gao Zheng's neck. To outsiders, Gao Zheng was simply "humiliated under the crotch."

The Chinese teammates noticed Ji Chengyong's series of small moves and rushed up to stand up for Gao Zheng. Ji Chengyong spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, and said innocently: "I didn't mean it, don't think too much..."

Then he turned around and reached out to Gao Zheng, trying to pull him up to show friendship.

"Bangzi, don't bully people too much!" Chinese players yelled at him angrily.

Seeing this, the commentator said angrily: "Ji Chengyong's small move is too dirty! This is an absolutely unnecessary move! When Gao Zheng was already falling to the ground, he pretended to step on it unintentionally! Gao Zheng was targeted by Korean players from the beginning. This scene looks so familiar that I can't help but remember..."

He Ping quickly said: "The young men of the Chinese team must remain calm, and be angry with their little moves. I think the Korean team players are deliberately trying to anger us. Once we lose our calmness, the game will fall into their rhythm..."

He said this, in fact, to remind Xu Yang to calm down. He knew what Xu Yang was going to say, but it reminded him of the 2002 Japan-Korea World Cup. The South Korean team played football with the Italian team, and the South Korean team's defense was simply wild.

For example, after Maldini fell to the ground, he kicked Maldini on the back of the head; kicked Gatuso with a kick-kick like a Taekwondo; when grabbing the ball, he elbowed Piero with the power of turning around; when fighting for the top, he hit Koko's face full of blood; when tackled the tackle, he deliberately raised his foot and shoveled to Zanbrotta's crotch...

There were many such moves in that game, or even the World Cup.

Although these things are well-known facts, He Ping still wants to remind Xu Yang not to say it out loud. Otherwise, be careful that he and CCTV will receive protests from the South Korean Embassy tomorrow, turning a game into a diplomatic incident.

He knew Xu Yang was very angry, and he also knew that the Chinese players must be even more angry, but the more this time, the more you should stay calm and never fall into the emotional trap carefully woven by the opponent.

If Chinese players are more rational because of anger, they will be the only one who is unlucky in the end, and you will not be able to perform all martial arts directly on the court.

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"Damn! Is this too dark?" Xiao Yingying sat on the sofa, stunned by the scene in front of her, and forgot to bite the chicken legs in her hand. "This is OK? Then our players also went up and stepped on their feet, and then said it wasn't intentional, okay?"

"That's over, Xiao Yingying. Bangzi did this to hope to drag us to the point where he was as despicable as them, and then use their rich experience to defeat us, and we will not win with them." Feng Shiyao advised from the side.

"What should I do? I look so angry. It was obviously intentional and the referee didn't care. It was useless for us to protest and appeal. Could it be that the handsome guy was bullied so for nothing?"

"Don't worry, when have you ever seen Gao Zheng suffer a loss?" Feng Shiyao shrugged.

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"Fuck!" Director Zhao jumped up in front of the TV, not caring about the master's wife being next to him, and said ugly swear words popped up in his mouth. "Ji Chengyong's grandson did it on purpose! He definitely did it on purpose!"

Yang Wenlong shouted from the side: "What are you doing?! I even forgot the rules after not playing football?"

Director Zhao then remembered that the old man had warned them many times not to be disturbed or influenced by their opponents on the court.

At this time, in the TV screen, Gao Zheng still took the hand handed by Ji Chengyong and was pulled up by him with a smile.

Ji Chengyong patted Gao Zheng on the shoulder, quickly retreated, and left the center of the dispute.

Gao Zheng turned around and seemed to be persuading his teammates who stood up for him, telling them not to siege the referee.

"Look at Gao Zheng!" Yang Wenlong snorted.

Director Zhao scratched his head: "Guide Yang, don't look at Brother Zheng's smile on his face. I bet he doesn't know how many times he scolded MMP..."

Those three words were so ugly that Guo Wei couldn't help but cough and reminded Director Zhao that there was a master's wife next to him.

Director Zhao quickly turned around and apologized to his master's wife: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you just pretend that you didn't hear it..."

Before the master's wife could speak, Yang Wenlong had already said: "No matter how many times she scolded her in her heart, she could not show it. It is the lowest level to do it directly on the court. If you want to take revenge, you have many ways!"

When the master's wife heard Yang Wenlong was also swearing, she was speechless.

Guo Wei could only smile bitterly as he looked at the master and apprentice.

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"Gao Zheng, is it okay for the place where you were stepped on?" On the court, the Chinese players were all concerned about Gao Zheng's calves.

"It's okay, it's okay, just a few shoe nail marks..." Gao Zheng waved his hands repeatedly.

"It's okay yet? Ji Chengyong is a fucking coward! He won't admit it after he finishes!"

"Bangzi is just this kind of virtue, why isn't it called 'bangzi'?"

Everyone shouted.

Gao Zheng advised them: "It's okay, don't care, don't be angry with them, otherwise don't do anything except get angry. We still have to play the game. If we win the game, we can just disgust them no matter how we want them to. But if we can't win, we can only be disgusted by them. Think about it, if they win, they will be ridiculed by them. Isn't that all our lungs are pissed off?"

When other Chinese players heard Gao Zheng say this, they slightly adjusted the scene in their minds, and immediately breathed heavily. Several deep breaths calmed down.

Seeing the reactions of his teammates, Gao Zheng smiled and said, "So, what kind of hatred do you have? Let's talk about it after you win. The loser has no right to talk back."

After hearing Gao Zheng's words, everyone finally dispersed.

"In such a situation, you can still remain calm, you are really worthy of being Gao Zheng..."

"How could they play football in Europe? This professional quality is indeed extraordinary, tsk tsk!"

"Yes, yes, big heart, not simple. I really might not be able to bear it. It's so fucking bullying..."

When the international players dispersed, they still admired Gao Zheng very much.

The Korean team is also talking about this.

"It's a pity that I didn't get angry with them!"

"That Gao Zheng really has two brushes, and he can actually hold it back..."

"It's okay, it's just the beginning, we have opportunities!"

"Yes, yes! If he can really hold it back, it means he is a coward! Haha!"

Ji Chengyong looked at Gao Zheng, and his face still had a smile, as if the incident had never happened before, and he could not tell what he was thinking in his heart from the surface.

The captain of the Korean team snorted coldly in his heart: I don’t believe you are such a coward!
Chapter completed!