Chapter 4 (33) (II)

Just when Cheng Dexing hesitated whether to adjust his tactics immediately, the situation on the field suddenly changed a lot. Dalian people, who have been patiently testing the opponent, suddenly pressed on it, seven or eight players were put into the attack at the same time, and Dalian people wearing dark blue jerseys could be seen everywhere inside and outside the penalty area of Yafeng, and the Yafeng defense line that was not impregnable was close to collapse in an instant, if it weren't for the courage of the Yafeng goalkeeper to pick up the high and low, the score could have been rewritten as early as the first shot of Dalian people - when the Dalian foreign aid striker shot in the small penalty area, almost everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, It wasn't until the goalkeeper of Yafeng magically blocked the ball with his foot outside the goal line that there was a sound of inhalation in the stadium.

In less than two minutes, Dalian Dongwei had five or six shots on goal, three of which were threatening, and they also won three corners in a row. At this time, Yafeng's goal is like a lonely boat fluttering in the stormy waves, and people are sweating for it all the time......

The ball was once again broken by the Yafeng player from the edge of the small penalty area, but it was immediately obtained by the Dalian people who were guarding the periphery, and after only two passes, it was transferred to the middle; Three Dalian players rely on skillful small-scale cooperation, a pass and a delivery, the ball penetrated the two defense lines arranged by Yafeng inside and outside the penalty area, and now, Dalian Dongwei's foreign aid striker easily got the ball, and there was not even a Yafeng player around him, he could adjust his posture for a while, and then calmly choose the angle of shooting.

In an instant, time seemed to stand still. Shouting and shouting, talking and laughing and scolding, slogans and cheers, all kinds of sounds boiling in the stadium, at the moment when the Dalian striker got the ball, they were all ignored, everyone held their breath, staring intently at the dark blue figure in front of the goal, many people's hands and feet couldn't help but tremble slightly, and a desperate expression appeared on their faces. They were waiting in agony for a shot that was sure to change the score. Even the players on both sides who were fighting on the field unconsciously stopped, waiting for the Dalian striker's shot. The Dalian Dongwei players are already accumulating joy in advance for the upcoming goal, while the Wuhan Yafeng players are mentally preparing for the defeat that will come in the next moment. Only two Yafeng players are still making the final struggle, Zhuang Xian and Gao Jinsong, they gritted their teeth and desperately moved closer to the Dalian striker, from their hideous faces and eyes that almost burst into flames, we know that even if they fight to eat the red card, they will also stifle the Dalian people's inevitable shot......

But determination does not mean that they will succeed, no matter how hard Zhuang Xian and Gao Jinsong try, they can't cross the distance between them and Dalian Striker in one step, and Dalian Striker can't stand there waiting for them, the two of them haven't even had time to get close, Dalian Striker has already pulled out his foot and shot angrily-

In the face of this shot, the Yafeng goalkeeper was finally powerless.

The ball bounced into the back of the net......

Alas—there was an indescribable sigh of pain throughout the stadium, and the cheers of the Dalian Dongwei players and the cheers of hundreds of Dalian fans were completely drowned out in this long, heartbreaking sigh.

In the midst of this groan of pain, a terrible whistle sounded suddenly.

What happened?!

Everyone's eyes were focused on the referee, and then immediately shifted to the assistant referee at the sideline of the field, until this time, the assistant referee pointed the small flag held high into the field, and insisted on his punishment with a firm gaze and a meticulous and serious look under the questioning and questioning of the two Dalian players.

- Is it offside?!

It's offside!

The stadium, which had just been shrouded in a gloomy fog, erupted in earth-shattering cheers, with the fans giving the most enthusiastic applause to the discerning assistant referee, as well as to themselves. The sound of gongs and drums celebrating the escape was so dense that it was completely out of tune, dozens of Yafeng team flags were hunted and waved back and forth, and some fans even threw their shirts and sweatshirts into the air with bare backbones to express their indescribable fierce emotions.

Cheng Dexing, who was standing on the edge of the venue, breathed a long sigh of relief. Since playing Dalian Dongwei suddenly accelerated the pace of the game, he had a premonition that the game was going to go wrong, and launching a fierce attack when the opponent was most likely to be negligent and slack was originally Dalian Dongwei's forte, and before the game, he also repeatedly told the players to always wake up and deal with the cunning Dalian people, but when it came to the end, his team still failed to cross this threshold...... At the moment when the Dalian striker shot, he could barely watch the goal with his eyes open. As he closed his eyes and waited, he suddenly felt weaker and more tired than ever, and at this moment he even wondered if he was still fit to continue his coaching career on this suffocating football stage. But the referee's whistle saved him, and the assistant referee's flag raised high saved him and brought him back to reality......

He stroked his chin with a serious expression and continued to follow the game. The palms of my hands were full of sweat, and my face was full of sweat, and the feeling of wet stains was very uncomfortable. Noticing that the TV camera's camera was no longer focused on him, he quietly wiped his sweaty hand on his pants. The situation on the field has not changed much, the two teams are still persistently entangled in the midfield, the arrogance of Dalian people is obviously depressed because of the offside penalty just now, and Wuhan Yafeng is unable to organize an effective attack because of the lack of powerful means, plus the game is about to end in the first half, so the players on both sides are not very active. Cheng Dexing turned his face and looked at the electronic clock standing high in the stadium, there was only less than a minute left in the first half of the game, even if injury time was added, the time would not exceed two minutes, the opponent could not have much energy to organize the attack, he could readjust the tactics at halftime, let Franco return to his familiar forward position, let the team's formation return to the familiar "4-4-2" formation of the players, and then come to deal with Dalian Dongwei.

The referee looked at his watch again.

A careless pass from the right midfielder to the opponent's feet was handed to the opponent, and he did not step forward actively to make an interception; The opponent quickly shifted the ball to the middle; The ball spun in a circle between the two central players of Dalian Dongwei and a defender, and was handed back to the feet of the Dalian player who had just intercepted the ball; Yafeng's right defender pressed up again, he turned around to protect the ball, looked back and jogged two steps, turned his face and saw that Yafeng's avant-garde hadn't given up, so he knocked the ball lightly, intending to hand it over to his fullback, he even raised his eyebrows and grinned at Yafeng's avant-garde, and teased his opponent with the local vulgar slang of Dalian: "Silly than ......"

It's hard to say whether Yafeng's right midfielder understands the meaning of this slang, maybe he understands, maybe he doesn't, but none of this matters, the important thing is that he suddenly accelerated past the opponent, and caught up with the ball rolling slowly on the grass, and then a very beautiful man ball left behind the Dalian fullback who came up to intercept, and cut the ball to Dalian Dongwei's penalty area.

Dalian Dongwei's central defender shouted loudly to instruct his teammates to adjust their defensive positions, and at the same time grabbed the forward path of Yafeng's forward. He could only stop the guy from going further into the box and couldn't cut off his pass. In the corner of his eye, he also found an even worse thing, there were at least two Yafeng players in the middle who were following up, no need to ask, on the other side, Yafeng's left forward Zhou Jian was definitely outflanking. He didn't care about cursing the two side players who were playing with fire, while staring at the right midfielder who was rushing forward, he waved his arm and pointed to the middle, and asked his teammates to make up for the defense in the middle at the same time with words and gestures: "Middle!" Middle! ”

As he approached the penalty area, the defender paused, looked up slightly, and he knew what to do......

Knowing that he might have made a big mistake, the Dalian left midfielder chased after him, and as soon as the opponent looked up and paused, he knew that the opponent was going to pass, and he pulled the pace and desperately stretched out his legs, hoping to stop the opponent, even if it was to delay the opponent, so that his teammates might have plenty of time to organize the defense. In fact, his intention was not only to stop Yafeng's attack with fouls, but also to go for his opponent's ankle with his toes - a very dirty and dangerous move......

The avant-garde of Yafeng immediately fell into the grass.

But the ball was passed anyway.

The quality of the pass is not high, it is difficult to tell if it is a shot or a pass, to say that it is a shot, from the trajectory of the ball it is still some distance from the goal, but to say that it is a pass, its flight path is too close to the goal. The ball was a hard time for both the attacker and the defence. The most uncomfortable man was Franco, who was highly activated when his team-mate made a successful break, but when he jumped up between two defenders to meet the ball, he found himself in a very awkward position, his speed was so fast that the flight path of the ball was behind him - so he cleverly picked up his right foot, and with his heel around the edge of the ball, the ball deftly changed direction and jumped into the goal of Dalian Dongwei from the far end......

Everyone who saw this scene was stunned by Franco's unbelievable grace. Even Franco, who scored the goal, was like an outsider, crawling on the grass by the goal post, his mouth ridiculously open, staring directly at the ball dangling slightly in the net, and it was clear that even he could not accept the fact that the ball had gone in.

Time seemed to stand still, everyone stammered in disbelief, and for a moment the stadium was so quiet that you could hear each other's heartbeats.

Then the stadium suddenly blew up.

Cheers, whistles, shouts, cheers, countless voices mingled. **The drummers on their shoulders beat the drums as densely as the raindrops of a thunderstorm in summer, and the flag-bearers with their bare backs waved the flag of the Yafeng team in their hands in dazzling waves. Tshirts, shirts, vests, torn newspapers, and other things that people can throw are all thrown into the air, but even these still can't vent the joy and happiness in people's hearts. I don't know which side of the stand started first, where the fans rhythmically chanted the name of their hero, and soon, all the voices of the entire stadium gathered together, shouting his name one after another.

- Franco!

1 to 0!

Cheng Dexing was still standing on the side of the field, he also witnessed Franco's wonderful improvisation, although he would not shout Franco's name as excitedly as the fans, but he was also proud of Franco, but also proud of his team, and even more proud of his team's lead in the score at least Dalian Dongwei. What makes him even more satisfied is that the effectiveness of this attack comes from his new tactics - Gao Jinsong attracts the attention of the opponent in front, Franco suddenly inserts forward from behind, and the Dalian Dongwei back line is caught off guard and full of holes, even if there is no Franco's weird shot, Zhou Jian on the other side also has a chance.

Now it seems that the "4-4-1-1" tactic is not completely undesirable, since it can score against an old A strong team like Dalian Dongwei, it can also give other opponents a "surprise". Of course, there are still many areas that need to be improved in this new tactic, such as the gap between the strength of the two full-backs is too large, Zhou Jian is very sharp on this side and the other side almost does not play a role, and then there is the coordination between Franco and the two midfielders behind him; There are also two back-back players whose organizational skills also make him nerve-wracking - whether it is Wei Honglin or another player, they are both weak in attack and strong in defense, which makes the team's attack look disorganized; Gao Jinsong, as a strong center forward, compared with his best performance in the previous games, is simply a judgment between the two, I don't know if this is caused by objective reasons or subjective reasons......

But it was all a flash in his mind. None of these problems can be solved immediately, and when it comes to the tactical part, the club needs to recruit a few players who meet his requirements in the summer transfer market, and those conflicts caused by personnel changes within the club may not even have a way to solve them.

He turned his mind back to the stadium.

The most crucial question now is how to keep this precious goal and how to turn it into a real victory and a point.

As Cheng Dexing repeatedly emphasized at halftime, at the beginning of the second half, Dalian Dongwei, which was behind the score, organized waves of attacks and constantly threatened Wuhan Yafeng's goal. For a full fifteen minutes, Yafeng did not have an effective attack, let alone a threatening shot, and even broke through the Dalian penalty area only a few times, and had completely fallen into a passive situation. They are now confined to and outside their penalty area, relying on the numerical superiority of the defence to contend with their opponents. Even so, their defense line was as precarious as a mound of sand washed by a flood, and if it weren't for the fact that there was a goalkeeper standing behind them, perhaps Yafeng's goal would have been beaten into a sieve by the opponent. The performance of the Yafeng goalkeeper during this period of time can only be described as "magical" - Dalian's powerful shot was smashed out of the penalty area by his fists, and the cold arrow outside the penalty area was also held up by him with one hand out of the crossbar, and the header that must be scored was actually dialed to the goal post by him with his fingertips, and the three of his hands and feet were used together, and he successively resolved the three shots of Dalian people in the small penalty area, and in the end, the top scorer of Dalian people was a little worried when he faced him, and the shot that was less than ten yards away from the goal and no one interfered with it was kicked straight into his arms, It's like handing him the ball......

The head coach of Dalian Dongwei, who was standing on the side of the field, witnessed all this, except for envying the opponent for having a good goalkeeper, he was left with a sigh.

He spat hatefully, ignoring the TV camera next to him, kicked an empty plastic bottle out with a black face, and called out to a team member to explain something in a low voice.

Cheng Dexing, who was also standing on the side of the field, didn't pay much attention to these actions of his opponent. His eyes are constantly watching every slight change on the field, and at the same time, his mind is constantly making various judgments.

At this time, Dalian people no longer have the aggressive momentum at the beginning, and the formation is slowly retreating, gradually, Wuhan Yafeng's players can also make some organization in the midfield, and occasionally have a little advantage in the local area, such as Zhou Jian, who was very active in the first half, broke through the opponent twice in a row, once pushed the ball to near the bottom line, and the other was to cut into the penalty area with the ball, although the two breakthroughs failed to bring a substantial threat, but this is undoubtedly a sign.

Dalian Dongwei, who attacked fiercely from the beginning, had no results for a long time, and they needed to take a breath, which was not only to accumulate strength for the next round of attack, but also to find a breakthrough in the attack again.

Cheng Dexing smacked his lips thoughtfully and beckoned his assistant coach over. How could he possibly make his opponent get his wish? He's definitely going to wind up his opponent.

So in the final stage of the first half, the right midfielder, who had an ankle injury but had insisted on it until now, was replaced by Chi Yuwen.

The young and vigorous Chi Yuwen immediately changed the phenomenon of Wuhan Yafeng's serious left-leaning offensive end, he cooperated with Wei Honglin and Franco, and staged several wonderful breakthroughs on the right side one after another, the most successful one He passed a high-quality cross, Gao Jinsong, who had not been able to appear in the game for a long time, got rid of the defense of the Dalian players and successfully competed for the first drop point, but unfortunately Franco, who was outflanked from the left side, failed to grab the second drop point of the ball; However, the ball destroyed by Dalian people in a hurry just fell to the feet of Wei Honglin outside the penalty area; It's a pity that Wei Honglin's long-range shooting kung fu was not reflected in this shot at all, and the kicked ball made Dalian Dongwei's goalkeeper not even make a defensive move - the distance between the ball and the goal was a bit ridiculously large.

Only a minute later, Chi Yuwen intercepted the ball from the opponent's feet in his own half, and he handed the ball to Wei Honglin in a quick turn;

Wei Honglin immediately handed the ball to Franco through a short pass;

Franco got the ball on the right side of the front court, and shook the ball past the first Dalian player who came up to intercept it, and after a few steps, he deftly changed the ball from his right foot to his left foot, leaving the second Dalian player behind, and at the edge of the penalty area he finally used his speed to get rid of the third Dalian player who followed him, and then dribbled the ball horizontally, and when the fourth Dalian player came up, he put on a posture to volley vigorously, and at this time, a dramatic scene that was still mentioned many years later appeared. The Dalian player turned his back comically and shrugged his shoulders as if he was ready to be beaten - this guy may have suffered the loss of blocking shots with his body in previous games or training - but Franco brushed the ball around the one-man wall, and then gently slid the ball forward - this is the real shot!

- The ball almost grazed the post and hit the far corner of the goal!

Two to zero!

The 30-metre raid, which overcame four men in a row and ended with a scoring to round off the attack, was undoubtedly worthy of the modifier "brilliant", and it was no match for Franco's own bizarre back-heel strike in the first half. In fact, this run is more worthy of the fans' memory and recall, because it is completely the embodiment of individual heroism, and in an era without heroes, what could be more worthy of long-term savoring and reminiscing?

The stadium immediately turned into a sea of cheers......

Franco, once again shocked by his astonishing actions, had an experience this time, he shouted loudly in Portuguese, which no one could understand, jumped over the billboard behind the goal, and rushed in a big circle to the stands, and as he ran, he also pulled down his jersey, took it in his hand and waved it, and then he stood on the edge of the field and raised his hand to the fans who threw themselves at the railing of the stands - this ball is for you, I love you!

While it was impossible for anyone to hear what he was saying in the deafening cheers of gongs and drums, and certainly not for anyone to really understand his Portuguese with a lot of Uruguayan words, it did not prevent the enthusiastic fans from dedicating the most ardent cheers to him, and in fact there was only one name for the cheers that now echoed over the stadium:

- Franco!

In the end, it was the officials of the Yafeng Club who sent the passionate Franco into the stadium with persuasion. Along the way, Franco had to hug almost every Yafeng person, the players, coaches, club officials, and before he went on the field, he clenched his fist and waved it vigorously at the fans. This chic gesture immediately attracted long-lasting cheers and applause.

As soon as he returned to the pitch, he was warned with a yellow card by the strict referee, and it was a serious foul to take off his shirt and celebrate with a bare back. But Franco didn't care. He also ran to hug Gao Jinsong warmly, and said in broken Chinese: "Rest ......"

The goal was scored, the score was rewritten again, and the team's lead expanded, all of which were of course worth rejoicing and celebrating, but the joy only lasted for a short time, and Gao Jinsong fell into deep torment again.

The pain that tormented him still comes from the new tactical system of head coach Cheng Dexing.

Maybe it's because the manager's explanation is not perfect, maybe it's because of his own misunderstanding, but Gao Jinsong always feels that this new formation should be "4-2-3-1", a more aggressive offensive tactical system than "4-4-1-1", but now his center forward is hanging alone at the front of the formation, without the support of his teammates behind him, and he has to face more than two opponents in front, even if he has the ability, he is unlikely to challenge this may be the best center-back combination in the league. Moreover, at this time, Wuhan Yafeng once again fell into a desperate defensive situation, facing the fierce counterattack of the red-eyed Dalian people, Yafeng midfielder, who had not provided him with much support, has now retreated to the front of the penalty area, leaving only him, a center forward with no speed, to maneuver with the opponent. Maybe his wandering around the midline doesn't even count, it's just that he has to stay in this position because of tactical discipline. This made him even more miserable - if the team had a chance to counter-attack quickly, his arrow would only let the opportunity go to waste. He hoped that he could switch places with Franco, and at this time, Franco, who has speed and skill, is more suitable to act as an arrow. But the language barrier made it impossible for him to explain his ideas to Franco. He can't state his thoughts to the head coach, he can't run to the side of the field to communicate with Coach Cheng for this matter at this time, right? He could only wander around and gesture to the manager through his eyes and gestures, hoping that he would understand his mixed feelings.

Dalian Dongwei's attack quickly paid off, as they took advantage of a corner to create chaos in the Yafeng penalty area and scored a goal from a central defender who had stepped in from the back.

Two to one.

Dalian people who got back a point did not relax the pressure on Yafeng because of this goal, on the contrary, they intensified the intensity of the attack, except for a central defender who dragged behind to protect, they almost put everyone into the attack, and for a while the chickens and dogs in the Yafeng penalty area were in a mess, shouting and scolding one after another. Gao Jinsong also had to give up his tactical responsibilities and devote himself to defense.

In the end, Dalian Dongwei's attack did not achieve a substantial threat, and the ball was destroyed by Yafeng players out of the penalty area.

The people crowded in the penalty area spread out like a low tide, Wei Honglin, who got the ball, neither thought much nor observed the position of his teammates, and immediately kicked the ball to the vicinity of the midfield, in his impression, Gao Jinsong should be cruising near that position, with Gao Jinsong's ability, it is difficult for a single defender to take too much advantage of him in a one-on-one confrontation, until the ball is flying, he found that the teammate who has been assisting in the defense is Gao Jinsong.

He opened his mouth to say a foul word, and only after scolding his mother did he ask angrily: "Why are you not in the position?!" ”

"You don't have eyes?!" Gao Jinsong angrily pushed back.

Once again, the ball returned to the feet of the Dalian people, who reorganized their attack. Gao Jinsong, who was at a loss, had no choice but to run back to his position with a belly of anger and continue to wander alone in the midfield, while Wei Honglin returned to the front of the penalty area to participate in the defense, as for the shadow striker and forward Franco, who was responsible for the connection between the two of them, he now doesn't know where he went.

In the seventy-ninth minute, Wuhan Yafeng, who was almost out of breath by the opponent, finally found a rare good opportunity, and Zhou Jian advanced the ball to the front court along the side, and before the two opponents blocked, he handed the ball to Wei Honglin, who responded; Wei Honglin immediately transferred the ball to Franco, who appeared in front of the fans again;

Franco, who made a name for himself for his two brilliant goals, had just touched the ball when the stadium burst into applause and shouts. Confidence in the ghostly Uruguayan was evident, and everyone believed that his touch of the ball would bring Wuhan Yafeng a long-awaited victory, as well as the third stunning moment of the game for Hubei fans.

Stopping the ball, reversing his feet, a false action to break through, the Dalian Dongwei players who followed him were immediately shaken out of position, and then Franco suddenly plugged straight, and the ball instantly penetrated the Dalian people's defense -

It was an imaginative pass, and it was also a threatening one, and now it only takes a heroic companion to step up and put a little bit of power on the ball, so that it can be a perfect end to this exquisite pass, and it will also draw a perfect end to the game - the newly gathered spirit of Dalian will be lost with this third goal......

At the moment when Franco stopped the ball and fell to his feet, Gao Jinsong knew what he would do next, he turned around and got rid of the opponent, and immediately chased the possible movement route of the ball, but everyone knows that although he has good explosiveness, he also has good physical fitness, as well as good technique and awareness, and even has some potential that has not been fully revealed, but we have to admit a fact, that is, he does not have the absolute speed that a striker should have, Therefore, Franco's imaginative and brilliant pass easily fell to the opponent's feet, which also marked a difficult symbol for this game that could have belonged to him - as the organizer of the team, as the soul and brain of the team, he forgot the extremely distinctive characteristics of his key teammates at this critical moment, which cannot but be said to be a serious mistake that cannot but be said to be unforgivable...... Maybe he should hand the ball directly to Gao Jinsong, maybe it's better than his current kick through the entire Dalian Dongwei backline, maybe Gao Jinsong's strong long-range shot can carve out a huge hole in the Dalian goal......

But "maybe" can only be an assumption, only a kind of regret and self-blame after the wish is not fulfilled and the disappointment is even greater, and this time is no exception.

Gao Jinsong didn't get the ball, Dalian got it; Franco's imaginative blind straight plug gave Dalian Dongwei a chance to fight back quickly. The highly efficient Dalian strikers did not waste this rare opportunity, and after three passes and two deliveries, the ball entered Yafeng's penalty area, and the two forwards directly faced Yafeng's goalkeeper. This time, the Yafeng goalkeeper failed to continue his magical performance, he only blocked one shot, and when Dalian Dongwei's foreign striker made a supplementary shot, the Yafeng goalkeeper could only crawl in the barley to watch the opponent celebrate.

Two to two.

Just a minute later, the electronic scoreboard, which stood at the top of the stadium, told people in bright red numbers that the score had been rewritten again: 2-3.

In less than two minutes, people were falling from heaven to hell, and the fans who had just been happily waiting to celebrate the victory obviously could not accept this cruel truth, and a short silence was followed by an overwhelming roar, interspersed with indescribable insults and insults, and of course sane fans, who knew that this was the time to cheer for the players, but their numbers were too small to compete with the angry fans.

Cheng Dexing could not accept this score either. He stood on the edge of the field with a blushing face, no longer caring about the camera next to him, stretched out his arms and shouted loudly to the commanding team members, let them go forward, forward and forward again!

His tactical intent was well executed by the Yafeng team. It may be because of the anger of the fans, or because of the roar of the head coach, or because of their own honor, maybe because of the inertia contraction after Dalian Dongwei's goal, but no matter what the reason, all of a sudden, the Yafeng players burst out with incredible energy, and their tireless running interspersed with outflanking made the situation on the field completely reversed, and it became that they pressed Dalian Dongwei to play, and the Dalian people who were obviously more powerful than themselves were pressed to death in the penalty area.

Wuhan Yafeng's advantage is obvious, but the problem is that the advantage in the situation does not bring them goals, nor can it bring them victory, often after advancing to the vicinity of Dalian Dongwei's penalty area, they can no longer find a way to tear through the Dalian people's iron bucket-like defense. The peripheral players could only blindly hoist the ball high into the penalty area, praying that it could be converted into a threatening shot by their teammates, but Dalian people have an absolute advantage in height and strength, and almost all the high balls were destroyed by Dalian people for the first time. Zhou Jian once had a breakthrough, but the penalty area was full of people, he had neither room to move nor a passing route, that is, in such a trance, the ball was kicked out of the sideline by the opponent. In this chaotic scene, Gao Jinsong couldn't play it, and Dalian Dongwei's marking central defender clinged to him tightly like a shadow, not letting him live in peace for a moment. And the experienced Dalian central defender not only stuck to him, but also did not stop the small movements in his hands for a moment, pulling the jersey and pulling the sleeves to step on the heels, plus shoulders and elbows, he even used his back to wrap around Gao Jinsong's hips when Gao Jinsong finally grabbed the opportunity to jump, so that Gao Jinsong fell solidly on the grass. This guy is so lucky, this very dangerous action escaped the eyes of the referee, and also allowed Dalian Dongwei to escape the catastrophe of the penalty.

Franco's speed and technical superiority were not used in this chaotic situation, and he had to retreat slightly before figuring out a solution from outside the box. This approach is very clever, and he has two high-quality breakthroughs in the left side of the middle, although they did not bear fruit, but they brought a certain threat to the Dalian goal.

Cheng Dexing immediately noticed this detail and reacted immediately. He stopped a player who ran past him, whispered a few words, and told him to convey his meaning to all the players on the field - no matter who got the ball, he had to give the ball to Franco as much as possible, and let Franco choose the direction of the breakthrough. Then he anxiously continued to watch the progress of the game. Wei Honglin's side transfer was directly named by him. Because there was a TV camera next to him, he didn't say anything about the scolding words, but from his eyes that were almost spewing fire and his two clenched fists, people could imagine his annoyance. He used gestures and words to tell Wei Honglin that the ball should be handed over to Franco, and it must be handed over to Franco, and Franco will dispatch it. He also specially called Zhou Jian, who ran from the side, and asked him to tell the other back that at this time, don't have any worries, don't focus on defense, dare to press up, let go and press up, and definitely can't give Dalian Dongwei a chance to breathe!

In the final minutes of the match, Franco deservedly became the protagonist. In the uniform shouts of the fans, he did play his highest level, but he left too deep an impression on Dalian Dongwei, as the key figure of Dalian defense, whether in the penalty area or outside the penalty area, he will never feel lonely, there are more than two Dalian players at any time and time to greet him warmly, his stumbling breakthrough and reluctant pass have not been able to bring a real threat to the goal of the Dalian team.

However, the efforts of him and his teammates were not entirely in vain, in the 88th minute, Franco finally completed a breakthrough on the right side of the penalty area, and when the Dalian players stepped forward to intercept him, he turned his back and passed the ball to Gao Jinsong, and then deftly turned around and shook past the opponent; Gao Jinsong, who had his back to the goal, flicked the ball little by little, and suddenly turned around and shot with his feet -

——The ball jumped straight into the arms of the Dalian Dongwei goalkeeper.

"Gao Jinsong!" Cheng Dexing, whose face was so gloomy that he could almost wring out water, roared angrily. Why don't you pass the ball? Why not turn and pass the ball to Franco, who is in a better position? Why?!

The fourth referee walked to the edge of the field and announced five minutes of stoppage time with the electronic card in his hand.

This decision immediately drew protests from Dalian Dongwei. But their protests could only stay on the lip service, at most scolding a few unpleasant words at the back of the fourth referee, and then all they could do was wait for the game to end in fear, while constantly praying that the players on the field would not make mistakes.

Dalian people feel that time is as slow as a snail crawling, but Wuhan people feel that time flies by like a meteor. Yafeng still has no way to take Dalian Dongwei's defense, and as time passes minute by minute, the mood of Yafeng players is becoming more and more impatient, they now can't care about the head coach's order to "hand over the ball to Franco", and they can't take care of the orderly organization and hierarchy of the attack, every time they get the ball, they will choose to shoot from a distance at the first time, or directly kick the ball into the penalty area, looking forward to the lucky teammates to break the goal, expecting Dalian people to make mistakes, and also looking forward to happiness can suddenly come to their heads.

In the 96th minute, Wei Honglin's long-range shot hit the body of a Dalian player, the ball just landed, and Zhou Jian, who arrived in the oblique stab, didn't even adjust his movements to shoot at the goal;

This time the shot was low, flat and fast, close to the goal, and the goalkeeper of Dalian Dongwei, who was caught off guard, fell to the ground and barely blocked the ball; But he saved the shot but couldn't hold the ball steady, and the ball collided back and forth between his arms and rolled out of his control-

Gao Jinsong just got rid of the entanglement of Dalian central defenders, and appeared in front of the goal at this time-

The ball was only an arm's length from the goal, and Gao Jinsong had no obstacle between him and the goal, and now he only needed to touch the ball lightly, and the ball would roll smoothly into the goal, and then they could get a not-so-bad draw;

But just when Gao Jinsong was about to push the ball, he suddenly fell to the grass with a stumble, and the Dalian central defender, who was only half a step behind him, immediately kicked the ball out of the bottom line, and immediately raised his hands innocently, indicating that Gao Jinsong's fall had nothing to do with him. This matter really has nothing to do with him, Dalian central defender is rare to be clean, because he is afraid of making mistakes in such a sensitive area and such a sensitive moment, he didn't even pull the corner of Gao Jinsong's shirt and pull Gao Jinsong's jersey like before.

The referee, who was fair in the whole game, did not give Yafeng a penalty, and he did not warn the Dalian central defender who was surrounded by Yafeng's players, he could see the whole process clearly, Gao Jinsong fell by himself, and when he fell, there was neither the hand of the Dalian player nor the foot of the Dalian player, Yafeng could not put this responsibility on the opponent, if the responsibility was really investigated, this young Yafeng center forward was very strange, how could he fall inexplicably at this time?

"My left knee is my left leg," Gao Jinsong whispered to Wei Honglin, who was inquiring about it, "...... Suddenly out of strength, unable to exert strength. He bent his leg as he spoke. Wei Honglin knew about this, but to Wei Honglin's surprise, Gao Jinsong's knees were now strong again, and he stood up on his own without relying on the help of others. Wei Honglin glanced at Gao Jinsong with complicated eyes, and didn't say anything.

As soon as Yafeng's corner kick was taken, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game.

At the moment when the fans shouted angrily, Cheng Dexing walked to the athlete's road without looking back.