The Midfield Master

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The Sydney Football Stadium was once again occupied by the cheers of less than 10,000 fans of the Japanese team, and more than 30,000 fans of the Chinese team fell silent amidst the cheers of the other side.

As soon as Lippi sat down on the bench, he realized that the team was behind again. His heart twitched, and it turned out to be a bad feeling.

Not far away, cheers erupted from the bench of the Japanese team, which was particularly ear-piercing to Lippi and the others.

Just one minute into the second half, the Chinese team fell behind again. Lippi's tactical arrangement to slow down the pace of the game at the halftime break was completely disrupted.

The lagging Chinese team has no way to seek stability and can only press forward to attack. This is not what Lippi wants to see.

"The Japanese team had a series of smooth cooperation, and Shinji Kagawa made a clever shot. The Chinese team fell behind 1 to 2." Duan Xuan said a little weakly, and the passionate commentary of his Japanese colleagues next to him made him even more uncomfortable.

The Japanese team played smoothly with these kicks in the frontcourt, and the Chinese team's defense seemed vulnerable to their quick passes and receptions.

Each of Zhang Wei's defensive players was half a beat slower than the players of the Japanese team, so that they couldn't keep up with the opponent's pace, and Shinji Kagawa easily lobbed the goal.

Seeing the Japanese players cheering and celebrating again in front of their eyes, the Chinese players did not speak, but walked out of the penalty area silently. Zeng Cheng also fished the ball out of the net in silence.

"What should we do now? Should we stabilize the situation first, or press out again to force the opponent?" Xia Ze glanced at the coach's bench and found that there was no instruction, and he was flustered.

Lippi's tactical arrangement of slowing down the pace at halftime was based on the fact that the two sides were still tied.

But now that the Japanese team broke through their own gate at the beginning of the second half, it became very difficult how to deal with it next.

Although Xia Ze's technical ability and overall situation are good enough, he still has very little competition experience. So far, he has participated in only a few professional competitions.

Faced with such a situation, and when the strength of the national team is at a disadvantage, without the coach's instructions, he will inevitably have no idea.

"There is no other way, we can only attack, equalize the score, and then implement Lippi's tactics." Xia Ze gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind to speed up the rhythm of attack.

Look at the others on the field,

This time the goal didn't seem to knock them down, but everyone's eyes were filled with flames eager to try, as if they were thinking the same thing as Xia Ze.

The game restarted, and as soon as Gao Bo kicked off, the two wingers immediately advanced forward, and the entire formation was also quickly established. Xia Ze returned the ball to Zheng Zhi, and then ran to the open space to catch the ball.

"Don't let him get the ball easily, keep an eye on him!" Although the Japanese team took the lead, Zaccheroni stood nervously on the sidelines, commanding his own players to watch Xia Ze die.

He knew that the period when the team had just taken the lead was more dangerous, because the players might not have recovered from the excitement of scoring a goal just now, but the opponent was already aggressive.

During the half-time break, he asked the players to press wildly at the beginning of the second half, just to take advantage of the lack of concentration of the Chinese players at the beginning of the second half.

The results really paid off, opening up the defense of the Chinese team and allowing the team to take the lead quickly.

After Zheng Zhi got the ball, he quickly split the side and gave Zhang Linpeng an assist on the right.

After the Chinese team lost the ball, the rhythm accelerated again.

Lippi sat on the bench on the sidelines, but frowned tightly, as if thinking about countermeasures. For a while, he couldn't give instructions to the players on the field. After all, he conceded the ball at the beginning of the game. The influence was too great, and he needed time to reorganize his thoughts.

Xia Ze got the ball in the yard area of ​​the front court, and Endo Yasuhito next to him was still pestering him endlessly. He didn't give him much room to pass and break through. He could only barely knock the ball back to Zhang Linpeng on the wing.

"Zhang Linpeng took the ball from the right side, and Ai Huang was caught by Changyouyou, so there was no way to pass the ball to him." Duan Xuan's voice sounded in front of the TV, but then there was a lament: "Oh, it's too urgent!"

Zhang Linpeng forced a breakthrough without a point of departure, but instead stole the ball to the opponent's defender, and the Japanese team got a chance to counterattack!

Xia Ze, Ai Huang and others all pressed forward in the frontcourt, hoping to slow down the speed of the Japanese team's counterattack and allow the defense to regain its footing.

However, the players of the Japanese team were obviously not afraid of their pressing, and they passed the ball across the half court with three passes and two downs, while the Chinese team had only three defenders left in the backcourt: Zheng Zhi, Mei Fang and Zhang Wei.

The Japanese team counterattacked very quickly. It was Shinji Kagawa, Keisuke Honda, and Shinji Okazaki in the frontcourt. Tomosuke Nagatomo from the left even jumped in at high speed, putting the Chinese team's defense under tremendous pressure.

"It's dangerous! Be careful of their counterattack!" Duan Xuan watched the game worriedly.

The Japanese narrator next to him immediately raised his voice and became excited. Nearly 10,000 fans of the Japanese team in the stands also clamored to cheer for the team.

"Honda Keisuke got into the restricted area, and Nagatomo Yuu came up to the side. It's dangerous!"

"Beautiful! It was Zheng Zhi who returned to the defense and destroyed the ball!"

After Zheng Zhi shoveled the ball out of the baseline, Duan Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. The more than 30,000 fans of the Chinese team who had been suppressed for a long time in the stands also gave warm applause to the captain Zheng Zhi who made a key clearance.

Zheng Zhi sat on the ground, panting and adjusting the socks on his feet. This period of offensive and defensive sprint came at the beginning of the game, which made him feel a little overwhelmed even if his physical strength had not yet fully recovered.

In the next ten minutes, the Chinese team and the Japanese team launched a confrontation. It should be said that the Chinese team was the main attack, and the Japanese team used a quick counterattack to attack the Chinese team's defense.

However, the national football team's several attacks failed to break through the opponent's defense and threatened the gate of the Japanese team.

On the contrary, the opponent's several counterattacks were quite threatening. Fortunately, at the critical moment, experienced captain Zheng Zhi used several shovels to defuse the danger.

Lippi also stood up on the sidelines and directed the team to organize offense and defense. He frowned, worried about the situation in his heart.

The goal just now disrupted his arrangement, and he could only ask the players to attack the Japanese team's gate.

The Chinese team's substitute players are wearing vests, running back and forth on the sidelines to warm up.

Zheng Zhi broke the ball again and passed it to Xia Ze in front of him.

Xia Ze got the ball in the front position of the middle circle, and found that the passing route was basically blocked. The defense system of the Japanese team is really complete, after all, it has been built for several years.