The referee pointed to the corner and Tottenham took the free-kick and only one corner was awarded.

"What's going on? I didn't enter, I obviously saw that it was a dead end? Little Lucas was still wondering what was happening in front of him.

Sun Xingmin: "Bad luck, he still ran into it." ”

Lucas Jr.: "How is that possible?" I didn't even see the ball touched. ”

The director of the big screen of the stadium also expected everyone's puzzlement, and he used the time before the corner kick to put the slow motion picture of the free kick just on the big screen.

The picture freezes at the moment when De Gea's ball is close to the ball, and sure enough, there is a slight contact between the ball and De Gea's.

De Gea still touched the ball.

The fans sighed in unison.

"It's a shame, it's just a little bit!"

"De Gea is so lucky, right?"

"Ahhh

"I won't give you a chance."

Son Heung-min patted little Lucas on the shoulder: "Good ball, come again." ”

Son Heung-min is Tottenham's chief penalty taker for corners, and because of his slender stature, he has little chance of competing with a group of Europeans in the penalty area.

The second is because Sun Xingmin's corner kick is super fast and the landing point is also very accurate. So whether it is in the South Korean national team or Tottenham, the corners are covered by him.

Son Heung-min set the ball and looked up to see the situation in the penalty area. The first thing he needs to consider is the characteristics of his opponents and his players. Then take a closer look at the Red Devils' stance.

Tottenham Hotspur don't have many tall players on the pitch, while the Red Devils are mostly tall in the box, with an average height of over 185.

It seems that Manchester United's ability to compete for high balls is significantly stronger than Tottenham's, and at this time, choosing the middle of the goal or the back point is undoubtedly a goalkeeper's axe.

Thinking of this, Sun Xingmin swung the ball again.

"Hey, you, hurry up and kick, don't play tricks, or I'm going to play my cards." The linesman yelled at Sun Xingmin.

Mingyi: "This referee has a problem, how do I feel like we are being targeted, we have to be warned if we put the ball, we are the lagging side, alas, there is no reason to delay time." ”

Winks: "Sun is going to open the front." ”

Akiichi: "Oh? How do you know. ”

Winks: "I'm just guessing right now, I'm not completely sure. Because according to his usual footwork, he usually doesn't put the second ball, which should be a code for a tactical corner. ”

Akiichi: "That's right! Manchester United are better than us in terms of overall height and if we go head-to-head with the opposition, we will not have an advantage. ”

Sure enough, Sun Xingmin ran and passed.

The ball was passed flat and urgent, and before the United defenders in the box could react, the pass flew into the box.

"It's Lucas!" Akiichi shouted excitedly.

I saw little Lucas leap and dive, aiming at the incoming ball.

Boom...! Lucas Jr. is only 27 years old, but his hair has been lost early, but it is precisely because of the lack of inextricable obstacles that Lucas Jr. has made a breakthrough in heading skills.

The ball was so powerful that it was like a fighter jet's low-altitude bombardment, and the ball flew straight to the bottom right corner of the goal.

"Don't be delusional."

A cold voice interrupted little Lucas's anticipation.

De Gea again.

This time he used his foot to block Lucas's header and rush to the top.

Luke Shaw arrived just in time to clear the ball with a big kick and slotted the ball into the Tottenham half.

"Hell!" Little Lucas lay on the pitch and slapped the turf heavily.

"Haha, that's too vegetable, just want to score a goal, are you a decoration when we are De Gea?" Maguire shook his head and spoke aggressively.

Little Lucas looked at Maguire's back and clenched his fists, obviously angry to the extreme.

Mingyi: "It's really back today!" Lucas had two good chances saved by De Gea. ”

Winks: "yes, it's almost every time, hell knows what's going on!" This Maguire is going to do something again, and if I am played, I must talk to him. ”

Visitors Manchester United scored twice in one minute to put the lead on their own. The home team, Tottenham, missed two good chances to score in two minutes, and now Manchester United have suppressed Tottenham in both the score and the mentality.

With a wave of the magic bird's big arm, Tottenham quickly adjusted the formation. Lucas Jr. and Lamela retreated to help the team increase the number of midfielders, and the former minister left Son Heung-min alone.

Midfielders Hojbjerg and Ndembele marked B and Pogba respectively, compressing the space for the two passers to organise the attack.

Despite this, Tottenham, without Kane, are still in a state of passive beating.

Fortunately, there was Son Heung-min's active running in the front, which effectively contained the forward pressure of the Manchester United backfield players, and the defensive pressure of the remaining nine players at Tottenham was also greatly reduced.

As long as there is Son Heung-min in front, Tottenham have hope of equalising.

As the minutes passed, Manchester United not only took the initiative on the field, but also ridiculed the Tottenham players with words from time to time.

With the game passive, the score behind, and the opponent always using off-the-board moves, the anger in the hearts of the Tottenham players became even stronger.

Maybe there are games on the football field that can be lost, but this game must not be lost!

"You guys warm up, you'll be ready to go in the middle of tomorrow." The magic bird turned its head and commanded.

Akiichi: "Yes, Coach!" ”

Ming Yi felt the pressure on the magic bird from his words, and watching the big brothers on the court being pressed to the ground by the Red Devils, he had already been unable to hold back the anger in his heart, and kept rubbing his fists.

Winks: "Little brother, don't be nervous, take it easy, the more you want to win, the easier it is to be impatient, you have to eat one bite at a time, and you have to kick the ball one by one." ”

Akiichi and his teammates warmed up on the sidelines while observing the form on the field. Now Manchester United plays with ease, especially the master pull, the foot work is very delicate, the team passed three passes and two reversed balls to his feet, and he has a strong desire to shoot twice and has not connected with his teammates again.

Instead, he quickly adjusted his shot and shot from a distance, but his must, even if it was more than 30 meters away from the goal, he did not hesitate to burst into the shot.

Master La's shot was powerful, but as his stamina dropped, even the British star was tired, and his first two shots were saved by Lowry.

He was not reconciled and fired his third long-range shot before the final whistle.

His physical strength had deteriorated, and the ball unexpectedly landed an anti-aircraft gun and flew towards the stands on the second floor on the north side.

Sigh... Oh... The Tottenham fans in the audience all tacitly pulled out a long note and began to heckle.

"Fool, you're kicking so high..."

"You've shot down the planes."

Hearing the sarcasm of the Tottenham fans, Coach was furious. He held out three fingers to signal to the fans in the stands that it was Manchester United who were now in the lead.

The meaning couldn't be clearer: as long as I'm ahead, I can play as much as I want, and I can play as much as I want.

The nameless anger in Master La's chest burned brightly. He spat hard at the turf.

With the referee's short and long whistles, the first half of the game between Tottenham and Manchester United came to an end, and players from both sides left the pitch.

"Hey, the ball is good, but be careful, don't defecate at will." Sun Xingmin walked up to Master La and said.