Chapter 135: Sympathy
The finals are in full swing, and I hope that the enthusiasm of the book friends will continue as always!
Judging from the tactical level of this Brazilian team, it is already inconceivable that there is a disconnect between attack and defense, and what makes everyone even more puzzled is that the opponent was so prepared!
Huang Yong dribbled forward across the halfway line on the right side, and after a little observation, he found that on the left was Zhang Xiaorui and a defensive midfielder who ran back with him, almost at the same level as his position. Not far to the left of the front, is Da Yu, who is closely guarded by his opponent, and on the right, Yu Mo, who is also being taken care of. Both of them were desperately trying to open up space, one faster and the other slower.
The whole offense turned out to be four to five!
In this situation, it is obviously wrong to rush to grab it!
After Huang Yong saw the situation clearly, his mood suddenly became heroic.
Don't use bean buns as dry food, give you some color and see!
No one expected that the head coach's hesitation would be so planned by the opponent, and for a while, everyone was stunned, staring at the field with wide eyes.
Huang Yong didn't hold it up, and after continuing to bring four or five meters forward, in the face of the defenders who couldn't help but rush over, he lightly buckled his right foot, shook off the passing angle, and pushed forward with a 45-degree straight stop!
Da Yu once again succeeded in deceiving the defenders, sprinting forward less than five meters, then stopped and turned around, and received Huang Yong's gift steadily!
At this time, Zhang Xiaorui had no intention of slowing down at all, and roared past not far from him, and the horizontal distance between the two was only more than one meter!
"Beautiful, stop and run, the tacit understanding of the two people makes people have nothing to say!" Nian Weisi slapped his thigh and began to get excited.
Of course, Da Yu will not let him down, he is very particular about stopping the ball, and he gently knocks the instep of his right foot. At the same time as half turning, he aimed the angle at Zhang Xiaorui, who was inserted at high speed along the ribs!
The man arrives, the ball arrives!
"It's so beautiful! Li Jingyu's pass is very high-level, he and Zhang Xiaorui have such a high tacit understanding, it's incredible! Gao Fengwen also held his breath and didn't look at Sun Zhenping, who was about to fall stupid. Comments.
Zhang Xiaorui, who has entered the forbidden area, has a little regret.
In this attack, his off-ball running distance was so long that when the ball returned to his feet, he was no longer able to show his housekeeping skills!
Fortunately, there are brothers here!
And, a brother among brothers!
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"Zhang Xiaorui can't run, how will he choose, force a breakthrough or pass? Sure enough, he knew himself very well! Gao Fengwen exhaled. In my heart, there is something that has been hanging all the time, quietly landing.
Zhang Xiaorui is a type of guy, and his psychological element has always been a major weakness, which is the biggest obstacle to his growth.
If you want to completely overcome your character flaws, it makes people feel reluctant to think about it!
What can be done is probably to see yourself clearly and accept yourself. You don't have to pursue super-level performance, and you don't have to affect your mood for mistakes or dull performance!
I've been keeping an eye on them. Gao Fengwen, who is familiar with the psychological condition of teenagers, is most concerned about this weak and crying little fat man!
Watching him play better and better in these games, Old Man Gao's heart was sweeter than honey, and he almost forgot what he looked like before. It wasn't until the last game that he was forced to play by the island team that he couldn't kick it, and he "chuckled" in his heart. It's cooled down!
Although Zhang Xiaorui found his form in that game and performed quite well in the attack, the situation of being replaced halfway through the game still made Mr. Gao a little worried, afraid that he would be saddled with a psychological shadow because of this.
The little fat man has been unknown in this game, and the old man Gao, who served as the commentary consultant, did not have the opportunity to listen to the conversations of the teenagers on the field. So, the heart still hangs.
It wasn't until I watched him take a free kick with a smile on his face and run hard for more than 60 meters just to complete a cross that Old Man Gao's heart was completely grounded!
This guy finally doesn't have to worry about it!
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His teammates have done so much for him, of course You Mo can only laugh at the gift!
The biggest feature of this counterattack is that it is fast! The second feature is accurate!
The moment Zhang Xiaorui raised his head to catch the ball, he observed his running position, and then, like Da Yu, with the feeling of understanding, on the line of the big penalty area on the left side, he rubbed out a wonderful inward rotation arc ball with his left foot, and accurately found You Mo in the high-speed running!
This kind of ball doesn't need to shake the hair at all, you just need to break through the obstacles around you, aim your forehead at the middle of the ball, and smash it into the door!
He recognized the obstacles around him.
Lucio!
This ape-like guy is Tarzan, and his achievements in heading are not trivial!
Knowing that the ball was passing overhead, he had no hope of competing for the top, but he still jumped with all his strength to interfere, and at the highest point, he crossed the elbow joint, and hit him with a rather hidden action!
You Mo's body is smaller, although the jump height is high, but his body can't be adjusted by force in the air, and he hit his chest with an elbow, and he can't help but lean back.
The result of years of hard training has played a perfect role at this time!
The body that has jumped to the highest point, after the limbs are spread, it is a stagnation!
After being hit, the body was like a spring, only leaned back, and then bounced back at a very high speed, so that the forehead really hit the ball that was quickly crossed at the last moment!
In the moment before landing, Yu Mo came to admire the tumbling goalkeeper and the jumping ball in the net!
Then, with a sour nose and black eyes, he lay on the ground!
In the 37th minute of the final, the score was 2:0
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This kind of gradual ground attack and clear on-field cooperation finally made the excited Sun Zhenping not stuck, but the mood was still difficult to suppress, and the normal commentary was always out of tune, and finally almost composed a song, sang a song, and read a poem.
The two old men can understand his feelings, and at this moment, they are incarnated as two Dharma protectors, and you and I are resolving his embarrassment with every word.
"Watching the slow-motion replay of this attack is really emotional. All the cooperation, without any hesitation, as if they knew the next move of their teammates, they ran and passed with confidence. Catch, shoot"
"From the very beginning of Zhang Xiaorui's ball, the ball passed through a minimum of 150 meters, and it only took a minute at most, and everyone seemed to have made up their minds, and taking the ball was forward. Onward, onward, onwardly without any hesitation! In fact, for a long time ago, they were almost out of breath by the opponent's attack, and at this time, according to the normal reaction, they should take the ball, slow down, find the rhythm of the attack, and let their teammates take a breath by the way. But they seemed to have already made up their minds. It's just to catch the opponent off guard, isn't it?"
"Could it be that you have been prepared for ?!!! for a long time?"
"In my opinion, I'm afraid that guy off the field has already seen that the opponent may have a disjointed offensive and defensive table."
"Underestimate him, my opponent! You can't do it on the field, this kind of guy is really beyond imagination! ”
"Well, this kind of prepared counterattack. It really doesn't seem like a rush, it is. It's incredible! ”
"The team doctor is in the field, what's going on, is anyone hurt?"
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Li Juan, who was so excited that she couldn't stop jumping, immediately panicked after hearing this, pushed aside the guy who was blocking her vision, and came to the TV.
screen. You Mo's nosebleed had stopped, but he just tilted his head back, his eyes were tightly closed, and he followed the team doctor to the sidelines, his mouth. As if he was still talking about something.
Li Juan put her mind at ease, turned around and hugged Zhang Mei, who also came over to watch, and continued to jump.
"What is he talking about?" Zhang Mei was a little curious and asked.
"The ghost just knows, that guy is like this sometimes, and the gods are chattering!" Li Juan didn't notice anything different and continued to be excited.
"Oh" Zhang Mei didn't want to ask much, she answered in a long voice, and pressed her shoulder, "Okay, okay, it's still early for the game!" ”
"yes, you don't think you're going to win your opponent, do you?" Zhou Xiaofeng's gaze turned to the two of them, and the smile on his face had already been half retracted.
"Let's be happy first, I think too much about my brainache!" Li Juan didn't buy it.
Zhou Xiaofeng was speechless for his proud disciple.
"That's it, Director Zhou will let others think too much when it's dark, don't you know that it's easy to lose your hair if you think too much?" There is actually a helper on the side.
"Yes, yes!"
The gang lineup expanded rapidly, forcing him to raise his hand and surrender.
It wasn't until they gradually quieted down that they said lightly.
"If you want to go further than others, don't stop at the previous credits."
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Yumo was punched in the face by Lucio, intentionally or unintentionally, after landing on the ground, either in retaliation or unintentionally. Because of the goal, the referee let him go, and at this time he was innocently explaining something.
You Mo knew this guy's small movements, and he wasn't ready to deal with him. In fact, if you complain to the referee, you may be able to get a yellow card or find some sympathy back, but if you do that, it will make your already excited teammates even more excited.
Not cost-effective.
In this situation, it is undoubtedly the Western medicine doctor who rushed to the scene for emergency treatment, Li Qi.
In fact, there is nothing to deal with, the bridge of the nose is not broken, and the eyebrow bone that is easy to bleed and break is no problem, after two pieces of gauze to stop the nosebleed, the two walked to the sidelines as usual.
You Mo tilted his head, closed his eyes, and didn't have the ecstasy after the goal, but said calmly: "Why bother? ”
Li Qi quickly raised his hand and pointed at his face that couldn't hide his panic: "You said me?" ”
"Yes, people don't know, it's nothing to do." You Mo suddenly lost the desire to speak, and opened his eyes to look at him.
The panic has escalated into panic.
"I don't understand what you mean!" Richie quickly turned his gaze away and nodded to the referee.
"There's blood on your clothes, don't worry." You Mo smiled and stopped looking at him.
"Oh, did you misunderstand me about something?" Li Qi didn't dare to look up at him, and his heart began to pound.
"Nope"
After saying this word, You Mo didn't speak anymore, silently took his clothes, put them on, signaled to the referee, and ran back to the field quickly.
Didn't look back at him.
The words of the teenager are worth saying a few more words, people are middle-aged, there is no need.
"Post, Shang Yi, do you remember what I said before?"
"Remember!" "Understood!"
"It's not enough!"
"So what?"
"Can you forget those two goals?"
"It's hard."
"Sometimes, I really like Oyu"
"Fuck off, Lao You, I don't like men!"
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The Brazilian team, which had lost two goals in a row, panicked as if three souls and seven souls had lost two souls. Not only is the offense anxious, the defense is panicked, but even the technical advantages that have always been proud are full of mistakes in a completely chaotic state, and frequently give the opponent the ball and opportunities.
You Mo's reminder seems so redundant.
So much so that many teenagers took his words as a joke after scoring a goal.
As before, the guy who loves to be funny has come to tease others or hack himself.
Even the idle guys took a look at the Brazil coach's bench and admired the expressions of coach Andreas Pereira and the substitutes.
The result was half rejoicing, half disappointing.
Thankfully, the Brazilian substitutes looked dead, and disappointed because Pereira sat calmly in the dugout.
The half-time whistle blew to put an end to the chaotic on-field situation.
The teenagers looked up at the quiet stands, at the corner to the west, at the red that had never been so bright.
They all laughed.
It would be nice if it ended like this?!!!
"Old cow, I always think of Istanbul, and it feels very bad."
"yes, I feel the same way." (To be continued......)