Chapter 4 (7)

Just when Jiang Lihong's hopes were dashed, Gao Jinsong's hopes were rising.

——In the 49th minute of the second half, a striker of Yafeng suddenly fell in front of the penalty area with his thigh in his arms unmarked, crouching in the grass and curling up in pain. After a preliminary diagnosis, the team doctor believed that it was a thigh muscle strain, and the player could no longer continue the game and had to be replaced. So Gao Jinsong, who was standing up from the bench and looking, was sent on the field by You Shen as a center.

"Any idea what you have to do?" You Shen stared at Gao Jinsong with a eager expression and asked.

Gao Jinsong nodded vigorously. He is the team's first height in central midfield, with crosses from both flanks looking for him as a focal point, and he will need to work hard to create chances for his team-mates surrounded by tall defenders. At the same time, he also needs to create opportunities for himself, whether he will move to the provincial city of Mingyuan in the summer, is pinned on this few opportunities to play; Even if the final result is still a transfer, his current performance can earn him some more good impressions in front of his new club.

"If you have the chance, you can be bold in the box." You Shen whispered to him. Shenzhen Blu-ray's marking central defender defended with a lot of action, in the first half of the two times and Yafeng's players had a verbal conflict, two minutes ago he also tackled Franco in the penalty area, got a curse from the audience, if it wasn't for the referee's position at the time was not good to see what happened in the penalty area, this obvious foul action could bring Yafeng a penalty opportunity.

The referee was already waving to Gao Jinsong and signaling him to enter. You Shen hurried up and instructed: "Zhou Jian! ”

Gao Jinsong nodded. He understands that You Shen is asking him to pay attention to communicating with Zhou Jian, who has been very active in this game, and increase the pressure on the left wing of Shenzhen Blue Sky.

In fact, Gao Jinsong did just that, three minutes later, he and Zhou Jian made a one-two cooperation on the left side of the away team's penalty area, covering Zhou Jian to complete a small-angle shot, but unfortunately the ball just flew up and was already out of the bottom line, smashing heavily on the side netting, so that a shout rang neatly in the audience, and then immediately a large number of regretful complaints.

Gao Jinsong asked Zhou Jian while retreating: "Why are you in such a hurry to shoot?" Why don't you pass it back? Looking at the past from his position, Zhou Jian could not have a chance to score even if he could control the shooting action, the goalkeeper of Shenzhen Blue Sky had already taken the lead to block the route, and the three defenders also formed a semi-arc along the goal, in this case, Zhou Jian's best choice is to pass the ball out and let his teammates continue this threatening attack.

Zhou Jian drooped his head and spat in annoyance, and didn't argue with Gao Jinsong. He also regretted his reckless actions a little.

In the 58th minute, Yafeng's left winger cut inside almost parallel to the line of the big penalty area, and then crossed the ball, Gao Jinsong grabbed the first landing point with difficulty under the front and rear wraps of the two opponents, and rubbed the ball to Franco with his head; Franco stops the ball, swings his legs, and ...... The ball was kicked out of the sideline by a player from Shenzhen Blue Sky. The small flag in the assistant referee's hand was immediately raised - Wuhan Yafeng's front court throw-in.

The referee did not signal for the game to continue, because he saw Gao Jinsong still lying on his back in the grass.

The referee immediately ran over and asked Gao Jinsong if he was also injured.

Gao Jinsong shook his head. He was not injured, but his ribs were covertly smashed by the opponent in front of him during the scramble for the header just now, and the pain was so painful that he could barely breathe; The opponent behind him was more cunning, and when he landed, he slightly hooked his waist and carried his back, and he was flipped to the grass.

An opponent reached out to him in a friendly manner.

Gao Jinsong glanced at the opponent, and it was this guy who stabbed himself in the elbow just now. However, he did not refuse this kindness, held the other party's hand and let him pull himself up. The opponent smiled at him and apologized for the little gesture he had just made. Gao Jinsong also smiled and said that he didn't mind. He really didn't mind. If he were in the opponent's position, he would do the same, maybe he would have done it even harder than the opponent had just moved.

Half a minute later, the Shenzhen Blue Sky player, who had just reached out to him, grabbed his jersey and desperately tried to stretch his leg to cut the ball off his feet;

He tripped his calf over his opponent's outstretched thigh and immediately swept his hands into the box.

The referee immediately blew the whistle to indicate that it was a direct free-kick from the front. The unlucky opponent was verbally warned by the referee, and Gao Jinsong, who won the opportunity for the team, was also warned by the referee with a look - his attempt to fake a penalty was too obvious.

In the 66th minute, Wuhan Yafeng got the best chance of the game so far:

The ball passed three times by Yafeng's right player, and was successfully brought to the front of the penalty area by Zhou Jian, and then transferred to the right by Wei Honglin in the middle, the right forward broke through the defense of Shenzhen Blue Sky, and then attracted the attention of the goalkeeper on the edge of the small penalty area.

The ball was safely held into the arms of the goalkeeper of Shenzhen Blue Sky, as if Franco had deliberately kicked it into his arms.

Gao Jinsong, a few steps away, was dumbfounded. Until now, there was not a single defender around him, and the right midfielder's pass ended in exactly where he was, but Franco was in the most critical position when he was least needed, and gave a must-score goal to the opposition goalkeeper......

A sigh of regret rolled over the stadium like thunder. A number of fans who stood up to applaud and cheer in celebration of the goal cursed Franco and reluctantly sat back on the concrete pier – hey! Why do you say that foreign aid is so ignorant, what is he doing when he runs out at this time?! What are the Shenzhen players defending him doing, the opponent's forwards are inserted into the penalty area, doesn't he know to stop him? Even if you stop him a small step, it's better than letting him shoot!

Standing on the bench, You Shen slammed his fist into the stainless steel pipe that supported the awning in frustration. He couldn't care about the TV camera that was circling around him. Wuhan Yafeng, who took advantage of the time and place and completely controlled the game, was just short of this goal, but why didn't this Franco know to let this ball go?

Wuhan Yafeng's coach bench was also full of regret.

"You say, what is he doing so fast?" Wu Xingguang, the general manager, stared at a pair of eyes that had lost his luster when he was on the board, nestled in his chair, and muttered to himself. "We're not a track and field team here......"

No one paid attention to Wu Xingguang, who felt sorry for himself, and everyone was so angry that Franco who was killed in this oblique stab was so angry that his mouth and nose were slanted. The leader, whose cheeks were flushed, seemed to be out of breath, and pulled the neat tie around his neck several times in succession; Assistant coach Yan Liangcheng leaned on the chair with his elbows crossed, his neck was bent, his face was pale, and he was snorting from his nostrils; The goalkeeper coach didn't know whether he was excited or excited, twisted his face and tilted his head, grinned his teeth, and kept muttering something; The two impatient substitutes were already scolding.

In the seventy-first minute, Wuhan Yafeng once again got a chance in the front:

Gao Jinsong began to actively intercept and pressure the opponent's central defender to pass the ball calmly, he needed to make a choice between passing back to the goalkeeper and protecting the ball and waiting for his teammates to respond, but when he hesitated, Gao Jinsong suddenly hooked the ball from under his feet, and took advantage of his body to overturn him in the barley;

As if someone was commanding in the dark, the moment Gao Jinsong grabbed the ball, the stadium, which was filled with all kinds of sounds a moment ago, suddenly became silent, as if the crowd of more than 37,000 spectators had disappeared out of thin air;

Gao Jinsong passed the ball to Franco who started it in the first time;

The blue sky goalkeeper immediately shifted his pace and center of gravity, focusing the defense on Franco's side;

Franco dribbles the ball, one, two, three......

The heartbeats of the audience have already intersected with his footsteps, once, twice, three times...... The only thing people can hear in the deathly silence of the stadium is their own heartbeat; The naked eye, tormented by longing, anticipation, and anxiety, could no longer bear this short and long torment, and had to squint slightly, but the eyes still followed the black and white ball closely; Many were already clenched with their fists and holding their breath; The surging breath in his chest is converging, and the shouts and roars that vent extreme emotions are brewing;

Franco had already adjusted his pace and handed the ball to his right foot, which he was good at, and it only took one more step for him to ......

Gao Jinsong followed up on the other side of the goal, and he was ready to receive Franco's pass, and he even had the idea of passing the ball back to Franco after receiving the ball, ready to give up this brilliant opportunity to his teammates - anyway, the players of Shenzhen Blue Sky have given up resistance, and their defenders have not even turned back to chase after them, all of them are standing in place helplessly waiting for the ruthless judgment of fate;

Franco didn't pass the ball, he didn't choose to shoot, he ran to the goalkeeper with the ball - he wanted to show his delicate footwork in front of the crowd, he would tease the goalkeeper and then gently slam the ball into the goal, he wanted the crowd to cheer for him, he wanted them to go crazy for him, he wanted them to know that he was the real hero of the game......

But he didn't even make a delicate and delicate action - the goalkeeper of Shenzhen Blue Sky greeted him with both hands, blocked the angle of his shot, and then fell to the ground and pounced sideways, gently and skillfully scooped the ball from under his feet;

Furious, You Shen kicked a bottle of mineral water on the ground and slammed it against the wall of the stands, and without hesitation, he followed his television camera closely, and opened his throat and cursed loudly in German;

The heavy sound of regret once again roared and echoed in the sky above the stadium, which was mixed with countless curses, and some excited fans even threw all kinds of debris into the stadium, and used spitting and scolding to express the deep resentment in their hearts;

Only the coach's bench erupted in a cheer of escape, and their head coach trembled and stuffed the cigarette roll with a long pile of ashes into his mouth, took a long puff of contentment, and then slowly exhaled a white smoke, and raised his hand towards the camera facing him with a smile on his face - his eyes were already narrowed into a slit with laughter, and his mouth was almost grinning on the back of his head;

Franco, who had fallen into this tragedy, fell to his knees in the grass like a sinner, his head drooping, his body hunched, his hands hanging as if he had no joints—once again he gave the ball he had to score, and once again he gave up on his team-mates......

Gao Jinsong stared at Franco angrily, eager to go over and kick him a few times. The moment Franco rolled his knees, he knew what this guy wanted to do, and he immediately shouted with his arms raised, hoping to stop this bastard from doing stupid things, but Franco, who was bent on how to be beautiful and fancy, didn't pay attention to him at all, and the only thing he could expect was that Franco could kick the ball in, or the goalkeeper of Shenzhen Blue Sky could save the ball and get rid of it, leaving himself a chance to make up for it. Now, however, everything has to start all over again......

He didn't even have the strength to go over and scold and accuse this guy. He could only spit angrily on the ground, using this to express his strong indignation and dissatisfaction.

In the seventy-fifth minute, Wuhan Yafeng, who had been firmly in control of the game, got another chance.

It was still Zhou Jian who went down from the right, and then crossed back to the middle diagonally, Gao Jinsong, who stepped on the penalty line, carried the opponent behind him, and gently knocked the ball to the Yafeng midfielder who followed; The Yafeng team member immediately plugged in; Gao Jinsong, who had been targeted by the opponent, didn't even have a chance to turn around, and he could only transfer the ball to other teammates, but he raised his foot and moved to the side like a walk, and the ball immediately crossed between his feet; The opponents in the penalty area all played their spirits, stood up and prepared for Yafeng to meet a new round of attack, no one expected Gao Jinsong to make such a move - they were used to the tenacious style of the young Yafeng center, but they didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, he would become so dexterous and meticulous, and he couldn't adapt to it for a while, just staring at the ball; Franco, who had already been interspersed in place, easily got the ball, but the strange expressions of the opponents made him hesitate a little - the three blue sky players immediately surrounded him, one bag and one clip, and the third opponent took the ball away with the same ease, and then immediately kicked it back to Wuhan Yafeng's half court high and far......

This time, no one in the coach's seat in Wuhan Yafeng angrily denounced Franco's stupidity. If this bastard wasn't stupid, that's really weird!

But the audience and fans will not spare this Franco, all kinds of Hubei accent curses poured all over the head of the striker, who made three fatal mistakes in a row, even if he can't understand the slang from all over the place, he can understand the resentment and anger that stirred in the stadium, not to mention that he has to face Gao Jinsong's accusations.

Franco, who has always been looked down upon by the club, did not dare to defend himself, let alone refute it. He could only drag his feet towards his team's half of the court in frustration, and could only endure the scolding from more of his teammates. Who let him squander so many good opportunities one after another? Even if the captain of the team is in his current position, he can only end up being scolded. Besides, he's not the captain yet.

Gao Jinsong never handed the ball to Franco again, and he could not tolerate a team-mate squandering the opportunities created by the team's joint efforts. The Uruguayan foreign has lost his trust.

In the 80th minute, Gao Jinsong shot from a distance, and the ball flew high over the crossbar;

In the eighty-second minute, Wei Honglin shot from a distance of about 25 meters outside the penalty area, and the ball bumped on the thigh of Franco, who couldn't dodge, to change the flight route, and was blocked by the goalkeeper of Shenzhen Blue Sky with both fists;

In the eighty-second minute, Zhou Jian made up for the edge of the small penalty area, and the blue sky goalkeeper who had not been able to straighten up knelt on one leg and held up the ball with his hand, and the ball hit the goal crossbar and then bounced back, and the blue sky player who was holding one end of the goal kicked the ball out with a kick; The two Yafeng players on the left immediately raised their hands to indicate that the ball had crossed the goal line as a whole, but the assistant referee did not raise the flag, and the referee did not blow the whistle, and the game continued;

In the 82nd minute, Yafeng's right fullback shot angrily outside the penalty area, and the ball was blocked by a Shenzhen player in the penalty area with his body;

In the eighty-second minute, Wei Honglin fell to the ground and shot, but was stopped by the Shenzhen team with his thigh, Zhou Jian hit the goal again, and was blocked again, Yafeng team's shot outside the penalty area was high and floating, and a cluster of human heads suddenly jumped in front of the Shenzhen team's goal;

- The goalkeeper of Shenzhen Blue Sky finally picked up the ball above the heads of Gao Jinsong and his three teammates, and immediately hugged the ball tightly in his arms. He carefully guarded the fruits of his victory like a vigilant rabbit, and only let out a long breath when he couldn't even see a member of Wuhan Yafeng's team in the forbidden area. His breathing had almost stopped for the past minute, and his throat was stinging like a fire.

He is not the only one who feels the same way, in the past short time, almost everyone who cares about this game has a feeling of imminent suffocation, until the end of this crazy siege, the heart that mentioned the throat eye returned to the chest, and then let out a long sigh - Shenzhen people are rejoicing for their good luck, Wuhan people are angry about their bad luck, and Franco, a Uruguayan who once again brought luck to the blue sky of Shenzhen, can only endure the white eyes of his teammates- If it weren't for his leg, maybe Wei Honglin would have scored the ball when he shot the first time......

As the time for the end of the game gets closer and closer, the emotions of the Wuhan Yafeng players are getting more and more intense, they have given up the organized wing attack tactics, but crossed the midfield, directly handed over the ball to the teammates in front, and then let Gao Jinsong and them to compete with the opponent, to find a way, to try their luck...... You Shen stood on the edge of the field, staring at the slightest changes on the court with a stern expression, and constantly guiding his disciples with gestures and words. His every gesture and every word reminded his players to attack, to attack resolutely, to continue the attack until the last moment of the game, to let the opponent leave three points in Wuhan......

The fans are also getting more and more excited. Many of them are not from Wuhan, they are from Jingzhou, they are from Shashi, they are from Shashi, they are from Yichang or Xiangyang, they are from all over Hubei, they come here to cheer on their beloved team, to see the team win, and to see the players running and fighting on the field. But they took out a lot of money from their pockets to buy this and that, and what did they see? They saw a striker squandering his chances, a bunch of players scurrying around the pitch like headless flies, and a shrunken turtle-like team that rarely crossed the halfway line. They were so disappointed. Many have torn up the tickets they wanted to keep as memorials and threw them all over the place. Some radical fans have run to the sides of the players' corridors, ready to humiliate the players with spit and words. More fans are leaving the stadium one after another. They are using this silent way to express their strongest grievances.

There are also fans who stubbornly wait for the referee's whistle to announce the end of the game. These tough guys believe that as long as the game is not over, then miracles are possible. And, perhaps, this miracle happened in the next second!

In the eighty-ninth minute, Wei Honglin's pass, although the ball reached Gao Jinsong's feet without hindrance, if he had passed the ball a little earlier, Gao Jinsong would not have been so passive - it was difficult for him to even turn around now;

Shenzhen Blue Sky's marking central defender immediately clung to him and carried him with his body, preventing him from having a chance to turn around easily; Two of his teammates also immediately blocked Gao Jinsong's passing route, cutting off his contact with his teammates in the penalty area; The fourth Shenzhen player has rushed over to join the defense of Gao Jinsong;

Gao Jinsong guarded the ball, waiting for the opportunity;

Before his opponent could close the circle, he flicked the ball gently to the side;

Wei Honglin is a kick to keep up!

This time, the goalkeeper of Shenzhen Blue Sky no longer has the good luck he had before, he is no longer as brave as before, and most importantly, Franco is still tied to the other side of the penalty area by a Shenzhen player......

The ball almost grazed the post and went into the net!

The entire stadium was instantly submerged in a sea of joy......