I Am Scouted by Real Madrid
Chapter 968: Chen Zhong! Chen Zhong! Chen Zhong!
How did Chen Zhong appear here?!
This question appeared in everyone’s mind. The eyes of Argentina’s fans were filled with despair, while China’s fans stood up straight, their eyes full of anticipation.
They watched this scene, looking at Chen Zhong on the field.
Martinez quickly adjusted his body, his mind recalling the countless materials he had seen. If Chen Zhong was at the peak of his career, then this shot would leave him with less than a second to react.
Chen Zhong’s earth-shattering heavy cannon was famous.
Argentina’s defenders were also in despair. In the recent “melee,” they had unconsciously opened a “broad avenue” for Chen Zhong. One second before, the desperate Argentine defender prayed for Rooney to shoot it wide; the next second, that despair was replaced by a deeper fear.
Chen Zhong! The center-back who was supposed to be on the defensive line!
He didn’t know when he had pushed forward, seized this chance to make it count.
This kind of game-reading ability, this kind of nerve, this kind of courage…
Damn, this is Chen Zhong!
No one marking him! Over twenty meters out!
The commentator’s sigh of “this ball shouldn’t go back…” had not even landed when Chen Zhong’s left foot had already swung up!
He didn’t even have time to adjust his steps, didn’t have time to observe the goalkeeper’s position!
He decisively, directly, and violently struck the ball with all his strength.
Bang——!!!
That wasn’t an ordinary shooting sound.
That was the “bell” tolling for victory!
The moment the ball left his foot, it almost didn’t spin, transforming into a white light flying close to the ground at a terrifying speed straight into the goal!
Martinez’s heart almost stopped!
He had just abandoned the goal to attack Rooney’s breakaway, his weight was still shifting leftward, his body trying forcefully to wrench back into position.
Rooney’s back pass completely disrupted his rhythm and anticipation.
Facing this shot from over twenty meters away, with a tricky angle (going straight for the top left corner) and immense power, his consciousness registered it, but his body couldn’t perform the needed action.
GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The Aztec Stadium, at this moment, was completely engulfed in madness!
The stand where Chinese fans gathered instantly transformed into a boiling red sea!
2-1!!!
In the 109th minute of extra time! The Chinese team! Chin Zhong, the Chinese team captain! With a stunning long shot, pierced through the goal of the reigning champion Argentina Team!!!
Chen Zhong stood in place, watching the ball hit the net, looking at Martinez on the goal line behind him, pounding the ground in despair, watching his red teammates swarm towards him like madmen!
He opened his mouth wide, seemingly wanting to shout something, but no sound came out.
All exhaustion, all persistence, all pressure, at this moment transformed into the most primitive, wild release!
He fiercely grabbed the badge on his chest, towards that crimson sea, unleashing a silent roar!
His teammates engulfed him like a tide!
Sun Fei, Zhao Mingzhe, Rooney, Hao Chen, Ding Li, Wu Qiang… each brought with them the ecstasy and disbelief of surviving a great ordeal!
Ancelotti on the sideline clenched his fists and swung them hard! This legendary coach, who had witnessed countless major scenes, also had eyes that glinted with excitement at this moment.
The Argentina players stood stunned on the spot.
Messi, hands on his hips, looked up at the sky, eyes filled with great disappointment and disbelief. Time had all but run out; perhaps it truly ended here this time?
Martinez lay on the goal line, unwilling to rise for a long time.
He had saved Argentina many times before, but now, he was powerless.
Otamendi, Romero, De Paul… All the Argentine players were silent, watching the Chinese players surrounding Chen Zhong, as if they saw themselves at the last World Cup.
Back then, they too fought tooth and nail to crown Messi.
The scoreboard showed, the vivid red numbers frozen: China 2 – 1 Argentina.
Time, seemed to flow again at this moment. Only a few minutes remained before the end of extra time.
China’s celebration lasted a long time, but it ended under the referee’s urging.
The players dragged their lead-footed legs back to their positions, their eyes brighter and more determined than ever. They knew, just a few more minutes of defense, and they would advance to the next round.
Argentina Team kicked off. The final attack! A desperate charge!
The blue-and-white wave surged towards China’s penalty area with no regard.
Messi, Alvarez, Gomez… all attacking firepower fully deployed! Long passes and high balls! Individual breakthroughs! Scrambles!
But!
China’s defense, under Chen Zhong’s clear command, under Wang Xiaolei’s cries of “watch your position!” “mark your man!” And under the relentless blocking and clearing by Ding Li, Shi Hai, Wu Qiang, and others, again and again defused the opponent’s onslaught!
Messi shot forcibly from the arc of the penalty box, but it was blocked by Ding Li’s body!
Alvarez, in the penalty area, fought for the point, and Wang Xiaolei, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, double-fisted punched the ball out of the danger zone!
Gomez’s final cross, Chen Zhong rose above everyone and headed the ball wide!
The referee checked his watch!
The last whistle cut through the noise of the Aztec Stadium!
It’s over! Extra time is over!
China team! On the World Cup stage, in unimaginable adversity, relying on a stunning long shot by captain Chen Zhong in the last moments of extra time, achieved a 2-1 golden victory over the defending champion Argentina Team!!!
Chen Zhong was lifted high into the air by his teammates! Once, twice, thrice!
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