Li Tiancheng stepped on the ball with his left foot when he was about to shoot, turned his body to the right, and continued to pull the ball with his right foot. His body continued to turn, leaving these two behind him, and he went straight towards the goal.
The Malay goalkeeper hurriedly attacked, and the center back also rushed over to cover. Li Tiancheng did not force a small angle to hit the goal, but pushed lightly with his right foot, and the ball slid from between the goalkeeper and the center back to the back point!
Later, Li Jinyu was in position to outflank him, and he pushed and shot into the empty goal, and he succeeded in one fell swoop!
Li Jinyu rushed towards Li Tiancheng, the two raised their hands to high-five, hugged and celebrated, and then greeted the stands surrounded by their teammates...
"Shao Jiayi made a beautiful pass and found Li Tiancheng accurately. Li Tiancheng picked up the ball with his back, turned around and passed the ball, and broke into the penalty area..."
"Marseille spun around and directly broke through two defensive players! Passed the ball~Li Jinyu! The ball went in! The ball went in!!!"
Huang Jianxiang roared: "2:0! There is not much time left. The Chinese team has basically won this game!"
"Although Li Jinyu scored the goal, the first score was undoubtedly Li Tiancheng! Chinese football is so lucky to have such a genius like Li Tiancheng..."
Unlike his colleagues who were full of passion, Liu Jianhong suppressed his excitement and kept his voice steady: "Malay's attention was firmly held by Li Tiancheng, and he could not care about others. Li Jinyu easily broke through the empty gate."
"Li Tiancheng's Marseille slalom is really effortless. He is very comfortable and does not force himself. Coupled with the high-speed change of direction and fried meatballs in front, it is a kaleidoscope of breakthroughs!"
"This shows that his balance, coordination and flexibility are top-notch."
"Yes," Huang Jianxiang's mood recovered a little: "I really didn't expect that Li Tiancheng has always maintained his technical ability. No wonder..."
"Ahem, the game has already reached 82 minutes, and there are still nearly ten minutes of injury time. Can Tiancheng still surprise us? Let's wait and see!" Liu Jianhong interrupted in advance, and some words were not suitable to say at all.
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Ali Han sat back in his seat and finally felt relieved. When coaching the Chinese team, internal and external troubles are common. Ali Han often feels powerless, but it is rare for him to feel relieved now!
Regarding this point, Ali Han felt that he could be more generous. Li Tiancheng's behavior was not very polite. How could he yell at the head coach? But he could not take it to heart!
After all, geniuses, even geniuses at this level, all have character, so this kind of thing is completely understandable!
Watching the field with great interest, watching the performance of his disciples with peace of mind, what should I say when the game is over?
Ali Han's mind had already flown to the end of the game. When the beautiful scenery appeared in front of him again, his reaction was actually several beats slower...
Li Xiaopeng made a long diagonal pass. The ball went straight to the baseline and was about to go out of bounds. Li Tiancheng appeared instantly, hooked the toe of his right foot, and the football flew behind him.
Li Tiancheng turned around to catch up with the football and found that the Malay defender was directly blocking him. With a push of his right foot, the Malay defender subconsciously closed his legs, but it was too late.
After completing the crotch penetration, Li Tiancheng bypassed the guy and caught up with the football. The Malay goalkeeper had already pounced on the football.
Li Tiancheng fell to the ground instantly, stretched his right foot as far as possible, and shoveled the bottom of the football with his toes first!
The football went high past the goalkeeper and into the far top corner!
Li Tiancheng jumped up, ran to the Chinese fans stand, slapped his chest a few times, pulled his jersey to show the national flag, and his teammates rushed over behind him, everyone roared and rushed to slap him on the back...
The stands were filled with loud gongs and drums, red flags waving, the fans' faces were distorted, they roared meaningless shouts, and tried their best to stretch out their hands downwards...
The Chinese staff and substitute players on the sidelines were also cheering for victory. Finally, they no longer had to compete with the West Asian teams.
"The ball goes in, the ball goes in again!!! Genius! Genius! Perfect! Perfect shot!"
"This is a tribute to the perfect dance moves of Ice Prince Bergkamp. The only difference is that Bergkamp is on the right and Tiancheng is on the left..."
"The description of the Liverpool fans is indeed very accurate. They roamed smoothly on the green field. The little prince lived up to his name!" Huang Jianxiang finished his shouting and smacked his lips, still a little unfinished.
"Malaysia was stunned by Tiancheng. He touched the ball three times and made three goals. Two goals and one assist. He could play as hard as he wanted. Haha, passing people was like running around the pile. There was really nothing he could do." Liu Jianhong explained seriously.
Said: "Don't dare to foul yet, now everyone knows that Tiancheng is very good at free kicks..."
After the restart, all Malaysian players huddled back into the defensive third zone. With such a density of personnel, Li Tiancheng had no interest in breaking through.
The key is that it's not worth it. You've already won, so there's no need to risk injury by abusing your opponent.
As a result, the atmosphere on the field changed, becoming calm and calm.
When the regular time came, the referee immediately blew the whistle and the game ended.
"At the end of the game, with Li Tiancheng's two shots and one pass in the final stage, the Chinese team defeated Malaysia 3:0 away from home."
"In this way, the Chinese team will continue to lead by three points and rank first in the group. With two games left, the Chinese team's hope of entering the quarterfinals will be greatly increased."
"The next game is against Kuwait. They are three points behind China in second place. They can be said to be China's direct competitors in the quarterfinals."
"But fortunately, the Chinese team has taken the lead. Not only is it three points ahead, but it has also expanded its goal difference advantage. As long as they don't lose in the next game, Kuwait has no hope at all..."
Liu Jianhong and Huang Jianxiang are one by one, and the exciting science qualifying situation is exciting. After all, most viewers in front of the TV do not know this.
At this time, the TV was showing the Chinese team paying tribute to the fans, who went to Malaysia to cheer. The main reason was that the Chinese men's football team's performance was still so dismal, it was really not easy for these fans.
Of course, the camera mainly followed Li Tiancheng. He played for less than twenty minutes, but he was the well-deserved protagonist of the Chinese team.
At this moment, the video was showing Li Tiancheng throwing his jersey to the stands and applauding the stands while wearing a vest.
"Dad, look at how arrogant Tiancheng is." Xu Jingfang complained, but her face was full of smiles.
A bald old man sat in the middle of the sofa, with Li Yuanchao and Xu Jingfang on the left and right.
This old man wields a golden sword, holds a cane in both hands, and keeps his eyes fixed on the TV: "What's the matter? This is what young people should be like, domineering and domineering! Okay, okay, this is my good grandson, Li Shangjun!"
"Dad, please stop praising him. This child has a hot temper right now. He can get angry at a moment's notice. If you praise him like this again, what will happen to him in the future?" Li Yuanchao poured tea for his father.
"What do you know? You still have a hot temper. He grew up in a wolf's den. How can he live without being powerful!" Li Shangjun glared at his son: "I don't know how you ended up on the battlefield. You know how to do it all day long.
Yes, yes, you think everything is just business!"
Doing business is not something that only a good gentleman can do. Li Yuanchao murmured in his heart, but of course he had to be taught a lesson: "We go to live with Tiancheng for a period of time every year. His attitude is very good. He is not a wolf den."
"Is it good at the beginning?" Li Shangjun glanced sideways at his son.