"Fang, how did you guess that reporter was a bastard in disguise...... It's a guy who came to find out the news. ”

No way!

Jill. Bondi. Mr. Polo was stunned for a moment, and then there was a shocked expression, he was seen through in the afternoon?

How can it be!

"There are three points!"

Jill. Bondi. Polo bit the corner of his mouth, he didn't believe it, this bastard must be blind, he actually has three loopholes, how is it possible?

"Number one, that guy's German really sucks." Fang Jue held up a finger.

Does this guy know German? The people who are hiding in the shadows are a little confused, I haven't heard of it.

"Second, he claimed to be a German reporter, and the German reporter was not busy interviewing Deisler, but came directly at me, well, I am very charismatic, which is understandable, but he never asked about Deisler, hehe~"

Listening to this mocking laughter, someone in the dark looked depressed.

"The third point, a reporter, who finally got permission for an interview, really only asked one question, tsk."

This tsk made someone in the shadows almost embarrassed.

"With this IQ, it is estimated that his son is being raised for others." Fang Jue shook his head and said with a smile.

Jill. Bondi. Polo was so angry that he almost jumped out to fight with this bastard, and even said that he helped someone else raise a son.

"Awesome! Terrible! Ceballos looked admiring, "So, you will count ......"

'Yes, it's definitely Bontevedra's guys, we just passed on the fake news to them and made them think that we were going to attack aggressively so that we would think about defense first, in fact, our goal is also to defend, not to lose in the first leg away, that's our bottom line goal, of course, it would be better if we could sneak up and score an away goal.'

Jill. Bondi. Mr. Polo was stunned, he didn't expect that he would be seen through at a glance, and then this person would quietly set a trap and let him become a pawn unconsciously, is this still a human being? How can it be so insidious?

Luckily, I came here to find my own lighter, otherwise it would have been terrible.

God bless!

Jill. Bondi. Mr. Polo had a feeling of the aftermath of the disaster, and after Fang Jue left, he searched for a while, but he didn't find his beloved lighter, so he could only leave quickly, although he was heartbroken that his baby was lost, but the business mattered.

Received Jill. Bondi. Polo's call, Bontvedra head coach Alex. Garcia was completely stunned, so dangerous, almost fooled!

This Chinese coach is so cunning!

Fortunately, I was lucky on my side and discovered the other party's conspiracy.

……

Looking at Fang Jue, who was playing with the lighter, Ceballos asked, "Will the Bontevedra people be fooled?" ”

"It doesn't matter." Fang Jue shook his head, "We just need to play according to our own set tactics." ”

Ceballos almost gasped for breath, in that case, what are you doing with such a play.

"It's fun." Fang Jue looked serious, after discovering the identity of this reporter, he had a fun time and casually made such a play.

Playing routines and engaging in means, the Chinese are the ancestors of these foreigners in Europe and the United States.

Fang Jue casually made a plan in a plan.

If the Bontevedra people are fooled, it will be better, he will save a lot of trouble, he will not be fooled, it doesn't matter, how the team should play or how to play.

Of course, these methods are all small ways and cannot achieve big things, and it is the tactical fighting methods of the head coaches of both sides that determine the game, the comparison of the strength of the players on both sides, the duel of the state of the game, and even the good or bad luck.

One thing he didn't shake off the impostor reporter was that Fang Jue's goal for the team was to win the first leg of the away game and get as many clean sheets as possible, what is the safest way to qualify for the two-legged knockout round?

It's a two-legged match that turns into a one-game winner!

"You said, I don't know whose lighter I picked up, do you want to hand it over to the police?" Fang Jue asked with an innocent face.

……

On May 25, 2007, the biggest news of the day was that in the 36th round of La Liga, Real Madrid defeated Deportivo La Coruna 3-1 at home, and Barcelona also defeated Getafe 1-0 at home. The league title race between the two giants may last until the last second of the final round.

And at the Park de Bontvedra, a match that few will be paying attention to except for fans of both sides is also underway:

In the 2006/2007 promotion play-offs of the Spanish Second Division, Ibiza away v Bontevedra had already played three minutes into the game.

Although it was only three minutes of playtime, the head coach of Bonte Vedra, Alex. Garcia was already a little unable to sit still.

Looking at Ibiza's wave of high offensive, he didn't know where he had been fooled.

'Learned' Ibiza's real goal today was to get a draw, Alex. Garcia made a decisive decision that his team would hold high the banner of attack at home, and since the visitors were so cowardly, they were not welcome.

So, in the starting lineup, Alex. Garcia uncharacteristically discharged a three, four, and three lineup, and had a great deal of momentum to crush Ibiza.

However, once the game started, Ibiza took advantage of the opportunity to kick off first and attacked directly at the goal of Bonte Vedra, and continued to press.

Where is this special posture to keep a draw away, this is to bite Bontevedra to death?!

In fact, Fang Jue had also considered stabilizing the opening game and then putting pressure on the opponent's goal, but after seeing the starting lineup of Bontevedra, he understood that Alex. Garcia's wishful thinking.

Subsequently, in the coin guessing session, Ibiza's captain Digneto lost to the opposing team's captain John. Juanpei, the opponent got the right to pick the edge, Ibiza got the right to tee, Fang Jue immediately made a decision, he whistled, attracted Deisler's attention, and then stretched out three fingers: give up the No. 1 plan and adopt the No. 3 opening tactic!

For this game, Fang Jue has fully prepared and planned!

……

Ibiza is still putting pressure on the Bontvedra goal.

This time, Ibiza's attack had just ended, the home team's goalkeeper hugged the football, and then he tried to throw the ball to launch a quick counter-attack, but the counterattack of Bontvedra was intercepted just into the middle of the field, and Ibiza's attack came again.

Ibiza's high school striker Berdino received the ball with his back near midfield, and instead of stopping the ball, he headed it back.

Then people saw Deisler running by and catching up with the football.

"Stop him!" Alex. Garcia screamed from the sidelines.

Bonte Vedra defender Bernardo. Esposito hurried up to intercept.

Deisler swayed from side to side with his upper body, pulled his right foot, and then suddenly accelerated, and used the change of speed to pass the interceptor.

In the stands of the visiting fans, Queiroz, Belmandy and others cheered loudly.

"Rush the duck! Deisler! ”

"Basti! You can do it! ”

……

The right centre-back of Bontevedra's three centre-backs was defending against Farreco, and the left centre-back hurried over to fill in to defend Deisler, and then as soon as he pounced, he saw the German deftly knock the ball and change direction in an inward cut in the high-speed dribble, all he could do was to watch in despair as Deisler swept past him like a wind and into the penalty area!

The rest is simple, facing the attacking goalkeeper Douglas. Torrez, Deisler easily shook off the last interceptor and then pushed the empty goal!

The ball is in!

Ibiza were 1-0 ahead of home Bontevedra just five minutes into the first leg of their promotion play-offs.

The likes of Queiroz and Belmandy in the visiting stands, screaming, shouting and cheering desperately, and among these people, a little guy clenched his fists and jumped and jumped with excitement.

"Oooo Well done! Give them one more shot, and they'll spray! The little one's voice was sharp.

"Shut up! You can't say that. Belmandy gave his son a slap in the face.

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