Chapter 22: Breaking the Door

But everyone expects Gao Sheng to see it and pass the ball accurately.

Under everyone's gaze, Gao Sheng's dribbling gradually approached the upper right corner of the penalty area, only five meters away from the big penalty area line, and the right fullback of Wimbledon also came up at this time and met Gao Sheng's short hand.

In the face of the opponent who is determined to win, Gao Sheng once again showed a bold performance of "cliff ballet" to the sidelines, he first made an inward cut virtual movement, and at the moment when the opponent's body tilted inward, when he was about to stab the ball, he suddenly smashed the ball in reverse and took the outside line to force overtaking.

In a thousand breaths, even if the Wimbledon full-back has three heads and six arms, he can only watch Gao ascend and leave.

However, Gao Sheng just passed the fullback, and the right central defender who assisted in the defense immediately came up, which can be described as a wave of unevenness.

Just when everyone thought that Gao Sheng would replicate the wonderful drama of the two people before, Gao Sheng looked up at the middle of the eye, and then stretched his body and caught up with the opponent to hit the ball with the instep of his right foot.

Bang!

A muffled sound that took everyone's breath away echoed across the field, and the black-and-white checkered football arced.

Mid lane?

Is Ascension going to be passed on to Anderson?

But there's a centre-back there!

That guy is just too tall!

Anderson definitely can't get the ball!

Wait a minute!

What do I see?!

Anderson!

It's Anderson!

He has made a meritorious service!

That stupid big guy is on top!

Opportunity! Yodel!

The citizens on the sidelines, as well as the Samp coaching team, widened their eyes and held their breath, and under their watchful eyes, the Wimbledon left-back who jumped high successfully avoided Gao Sheng's pass under Anderson's interference.

It went straight down the right side of Ipswich Town's Under-18s, on the left side of Wimbledon, and the left wing-back left the gap.

Yodel, who was as fast as the wind, arrived just in time, only to see him unload the ball with his chest, take one step into the penalty area, and then adjust, raise his right leg and shoot hard, the ball hung in the dead corner, and went into the net.

“goooooooooooooooooal!!!”

"Pretty !!"

"Yodel !!"

At the same time, a thunderous cheer erupted on the sidelines, and the whole scene instantly fell into a boil.

In the stadium, everyone rushed to Yodel, and Yodel stretched out his index fingers of both hands, pointed to the high ascension, and ran all the way away.

"Brother Gao Sheng! Well done! ”

Yodel jumped directly on Gao Sheng, and then everyone else followed one after another like a sky monkey until Gao Sheng was crushed to the ground.

All right! I must admit that today's ascension is excellent! Better than ever, although the final goal was not scored by him, and the passing was a bit wrong, but without his previous series of struggles, the goal would not have been possible.

Today, he is not a waste material, he is a hero!

So, please accept our worship.

Anderson, one of the scorers, was affected by emotions and also ran towards Gao Sheng, but halfway through the run, he suddenly stopped and looked meaningfully at Gao Sheng, who was pressed to the ground by his teammates, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

He suddenly realized a very important problem.

In the hearts of the citizens of Ipswich, shouldn't the U18 be the only darling of themselves?

But why are those familiar applause and cheers dedicated to Gao Sheng?

He's just a piece of shit!

A waste that has not made the slightest progress in two years, and got a C in the last assessment - without any hope!

Have you all forgotten?

Or is it that a single assist can cover up all the ugliness of the past?

Wait a minute!

Was this guy's pass just now intentional?

I know that my opponent is taller than me, stronger than me, in a better position, and there is almost no chance of winning the battle, so why do you want to pass? Do you want me to get out of trouble? To tarnish my image in the minds of citizens?

That's right! It must be so!

Listening to the cheers around him, Anderson's heart was filled with a strong sour taste, which had never been seen before, and he began to make up the plot in his mind and believed it to be true.

Anderson hated to look at Gao Sheng, who was pressed against the turf, and instead of continuing to walk towards the celebratory crowd, he turned around and walked back to his own half. ……

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Regarding the pass just now, Gao Sheng thought that it was not so complicated.

He did it on purpose, but not at Anderson, and not to make him embarrassed.

Although he is usually in the team, he and Anderson do not deal with each other, but it is just a contradiction within the people. Now, the team is four behind, and all Gao Sheng's thoughts are to pull one back for the team.

As for why Anderson was not tall enough to fight the Wimbledon centre-back, it was still passed to the top of his head, because Gao Sheng was also gambling.

Through God's perspective, Gao Sheng knew the situation on the pitch at that time, and there was no room for him to continue to develop on the left side, even if he passed the Wimbledon fullback, he could not shoot directly.

On the other hand, he will miss the opportunity to pass the ball, because on the other side Yodel is actively cutting in, and he will naturally pass when he sees the space rising.

Judging from the route at that time, the middle lane was the point that had to be passed, due to the previous continuous crazy interceptions, the physical strength was seriously depleted in a short period of time, and his physical function was no longer able to support him to complete an accurate horizontal long pass.

He can only bet!

Betting on the sluggish state of the Wimbledon centre-backs and their inability to intercept the ball flying in the air, Anderson's appearance only increases the likelihood of interception errors.

So, as you can see, the Wimbledon centre-back really rose to the top, the ball reached the feet of Yodel, and then burst into the box and scored.

It's that simple.

Inside the pitch, Ipswich Town's Under-18s players were still celebrating, while under the parasol, Murphy, who had been holding himself down, stood up.

He is ready to leave, and today's assessment is over for him, and he has gained a lot.

Not only is it promoted, but there are others, such as yodel, such as Anderson, and Murphy already has a rough idea of their future in the first team.

Of course, they still have a lot of room for improvement, but this is no longer in the scope of the assessment of this game, and they still have two games, which is enough for Murphy to have a comprehensive judgment.

So, he doesn't need to be involved for the rest of the time.

Murphy touched Taylor, who was still in euphoria, with the back of his hand: "Is this game good?" ”

Taylor's face flushed, he turned his head to look at it, and said, "Of course! I've always thought so! ”

Murphy shook his head and smiled when he heard this, and said, "Hmm! Yes, you've always thought so, but we've got to go. ”

Taylor was surprised and very puzzled: "Go? But the game is not over! Aren't you going to finish reading it? Don't you think that black-haired kid is amazing? ”

In the face of Taylor's three consecutive posts, Murphy just nodded, but his attitude was still resolute.

Seeing this, Taylor covered his face in annoyance, turned his head and threatened: "Edward, don't blame me for not reminding you, you are not here for sightseeing, do you understand?" You're the examiner, you have to be responsible, I ......"

Murphy didn't wait for Taylor to finish his righteous words, grabbed his collar with one hand, and walked back. ……

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