It’s 2 to 0!

Huang Jianxiang wiped the rain off his face, as if he saw the World Cup waving to him.

"Yang Chen made a solid penalty kick!"

"2 to 0!"

"This is Yang Chen's second goal in this game."

"Yang Chen takes a second step forward!"

The fans in the stands were like dumplings, jumping and shouting.

They have the same view as Huang Jianxiang.

The score is 2-0.

Are we still far from victory?

"Don't forget Golden State four years ago."

As soon as Mao Biao muttered something, a shower of punches fell on his head.

"ah!"

"ah!"

"ah!"

"ah!"

In an instant, Mao Biao was beaten to the point where his head was full of bruises.

“If you don’t know how to speak, speak less!”

After the restart, there was no counterattack as expected.

The Iranian team was soaked in water.

The rain has almost stopped.

But the first half is coming to an end.

Judging from the appearance of the Iranian team, they probably want to wait until the halftime break before making plans.

"Take advantage of his illness to kill him!"

Without Zeng Zheng's command, Jin and Chi also took the initiative to come to the sidelines and shout.

There aren’t many opportunities to beat up a “dog in the water” like this!

After the weather clears up in the second half, the Iranian team may intensify its counterattack.

The advantage of two balls is really not guaranteed!

The more than 50,000 fans at Wulihe Stadium seemed to realize this.

Seeing that the Iranian team was trying to hold back for the time being, everyone cheered for the team desperately.

"Come in one, come in one, come in one more!"

"One more goal in the first half and this game will be settled!"

"Get one in, get one more, get one more, and win!"

"Come on, Team China!"

It can be said that at this moment, Iranians fully realized how terrifying the Chinese team at home was.

Under the command of Blazevich, the Iranian team's defense also began to become more and more tight.

Facing the impact of the Chinese team, the three lines of the Iranian team maintained a tight formation and did not easily give the home team any space to attack.

In terms of positioning the ball against the Chinese team, the Iranian team has listed it as a top priority.

Thirty meters is a threshold.

As the Iranian team made more and more small moves, taking advantage of the slippery road in the rain, they no longer controlled their bodies.

Many times, just because "the brakes were not applied in time", Chinese players were knocked down with the ball.

From such a long distance, it is difficult for the Chinese team to use high-altitude balls to create murderous opportunities.

In a dense defensive state, it also becomes extremely difficult for the two wingers to pass in and pass.

The two defensive midfielders retreated, and together with the defenders, the Iranian players began to completely block the volley.

With all members on the defensive, the Iranian team tenaciously withstood the Chinese team’s wave after wave of attacks.

Especially in the stoppage time of the first half, Li Weifeng and General Fan almost "lived" in the opponent's penalty area, and it felt like they were beating their opponent at the doorstep.

But just with this tenacity and the long-distance shooting on rainy days, it is really difficult to control the accuracy.

With the heroic performance of goalkeeper Fanae, the Iranian team withstood the indiscriminate bombardment of the Chinese team and managed to keep the goal.

Throughout the stoppage time, not only the players on the court, but also the fans in the stands and even the viewers watching the game live on TV could clearly feel the urgency of their players to score.

Everyone threw themselves into the attack almost desperately.

Cross again and again, jump again and again, run back and forth again and again.

After four minutes of stoppage time, the referee finally blew the whistle to end the first half.

Upon hearing the whistle, the Iranian players were the first to smile.

It seems like they are the victors.

General Fan stepped on the wet turf and still called on his teammates to cross the ball quickly.

When he turned his head, all the defensive players around him were gone.

It was only then that General Fan realized that the first half of the game was over.

"Oh, it was so damn close! Bah!"

General Fan uttered obscenities and spat again.

After Wulihe Stadium cooperated with Zeng Zheng's company, the drainage system has reached above international standards.

As long as it doesn't rain in the second half, the water will be drained cleanly during the 15 minutes of halftime.

In other words, in the second half, the Chinese team will never suppress its opponents like it did just now.

"Fuck, it's not fun to play!"

Li Weifeng also spat, "Give me another five minutes, ah no, three minutes, and I will be able to score!"

Upon hearing this, General Fan glanced at Li Weifeng, stepped forward and grabbed the back of his neck.

"You're just like me at such a young age, so why are you so crazy at such a young age?"

"Brother Fan, I'm not talking about you, I'm not talking about you!"

Facing General Fan's "hierarchical pressure", Li Weifeng immediately changed his face and put his hands together on top of his head to beg for mercy.

Seeing that Li Weifeng had a "good attitude", General Fan spared him.

As soon as the two of them walked to the sidelines, they heard Zeng Zheng muttering there.

"Fuck, how the hell did you play? You attacked so hard at the end of the first half, why can't you score another one for me?"

When Li Weifeng heard this, he subconsciously glanced at General Fan aside.

General Fan seemed not to be listening, high-fived Zeng Zheng and walked straight to the players' tunnel.

"Great wind..."

"Ah, Mr. Zeng, you have something to say!"

Li Weifeng also wanted to give him a high five and then run away.

But he never thought that his hand would be grabbed by Zeng Zheng.

With a "swish" sound, Li Weifeng stopped and stood there, like a naughty student who was caught by the teacher for doing bad things.

"I played well in the first half. Although the ones who pushed me didn't score, they still scored!"

"Uh uh..."

Li Weifeng didn't dare to challenge him.

No matter from the content or tone, he could not tell whether Zeng Zheng was praising or belittling himself.

"You don't have to work so hard in the second half."

"Just do your defensive work."

"The Iranian team will definitely counterattack."

"Brother Fan is getting older. Sometimes he rushes up but can't come back."

"You have to watch the back for me."

"Don't be so stupid that you rush to grab the ball when you see it. You need to block the position for me first. Do you understand?"
To be continued...