Chapter Seventy-Six: A Difficult Game (7)

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The students of the Qian Football School under the field also waited, they had never seen Yin Sen play football (naturally it was not this kind of five-a-side game), but they had heard Feng Jian boast many times, they didn't know that even Feng Jian had not seen Yin Sen's professional game much.

There is one more person waiting in the stadium, and there are four huge lights standing at the four corners of the stadium, each of which is composed of nine small lights, which should be extremely powerful, and at night, the bright incandescent light will illuminate the whole stadium as if it were daytime.

But now it's daytime, they haven't started yet, the position of the lights is the farthest away from the stadium, people can only stand to see it, so there are not many people standing under the lights to watch the game at this time, but Chen Yong is standing here, he came very early, he found that this corner that is not noticed is indeed the best position to observe the players, as long as you have a telescope in your hand, there is no obstruction in front of you.

In the last one-eighth final, Chen Yong inadvertently saw Yin Sen, although Yin Sen's play was short-lived, but it successfully made Chen Yong list him as a lifesaver, he was very smart through a student to roughly understand some information about the new football coach named Yin Sen, this week, he went to the football school to take a look at the field, although he didn't see Yin Sen's training, but saw the training of the school team led by Shi Jianhui, but Chen Yong was hindered by the fierce look on Shi Jianhui's face, and didn't dare to observe it closely, But I still saw some good seedlings, of course, these are far less than the feeling that Yin Sen gave him, and now Chen Yong has deviated from the original intention of scouts to find potential players, just want to find a potential "star" to prove himself, and don't even think about the fact that this Yin Sen's age has passed the age of "potential".

Although Chen Yong's position was in the corner of the court, it was on the side of the fighter goal, and now he was closer to Yin Sen than most people, he put down the binoculars, and recorded it with the SLR in his hand while watching, hoping that these would be convincing in Lao Qin.

Seeing the incoming ball, Yin Sen didn't move, although Zhou Xi couldn't control the strength of his foot injury, but his head was surprisingly accurate, and the ball rushed straight into Yin Sen.

Yin Sen's height of one meter eight, in terms of football players, is not tall, the position where the ball flew over, is on his stomach, but can not reach the chest, a very embarrassing position, raise your foot to touch the ball, but may not be able to stop steadily, Yin Sen knows a few professional players, very good at using this part to stop the ball, but unlucky, Yin Sen does not have that ability, the ball is slow OK, once the ball speed is too fast, use the position of the stomach to pick up, that is really a crime, once in Brescia, Yin Sen did this in order to defend a shot, and that feeling was kicked down in an instant, and he couldn't breathe for a long time.

So he knew that if he used his stomach to catch hard, the game would go directly to the penalty, which Yin Sen didn't want to see, because the thing like kicking each other's penalties was the most uncontrollable and too risky.

Stopping the ball with your thighs? It is feasible, the thigh muscles are thick, and the ball will definitely fall directly at his feet after hitting, but now the waist is surrounded by the opposing guard, the opposing defender is quite thick, the hand strength is huge, and what is even more powerful is that such an action is just enough to make the referee not blow the foul. Yin Sen is also drunk, he is inconvenient to turn around, he may be able to jump, but he can't jump very high, Yin Sen doesn't want to reach his thighs, and shoot XX directly, that's ugly.

"This ball is not passed well, it is not high or low, it is difficult to catch it well!"

Feng Jian pretended to have a deep meaning, and with his three-inch incorruptible tongue, after a while, he turned into the child king. Naturally, he also recognized his words.

Insiders look at the doorway, although not all the people in this stadium have played football, but at least they have watched it for many years, and they still know this kind of common sense thing.

So, a sigh rang out.

The opponent behind Yin Sen had already stretched out his foot from behind, trying to destroy the ball first.

The ball finally came to me.

Yin Sen suddenly pouted his buttocks, this posture was not elegant, but it was very practical, which allowed the two of them to go directly to the line with a little space.

Then, Yin Sen jumped up, of course, because he was restricted, he couldn't jump very high.

But Yin Sen didn't expect to jump very high, but he not only jumped up, but also turned his body slightly, which just opened the defender's outstretched foot.

The ball hit Yin Sen, obviously not on the head, not on the chest or thighs, not on the feet, all the positions that ordinary people can think of to stop the ball, but they didn't hit it.

But the ball did not fly away, papa, a muffled voice, which was not far away, but the only defender of the fighter heard it very clearly.

Then all the spectators saw that the ball fell straight down, as if it had lost all momentum.

There was no rebound, no change of direction, just straight down.

So, when he was about to touch the ground, Yin Sen gently stretched out his foot to unload the ball.

A brilliant stop.

"Good ball" didn't know who took the lead outside the field to shout, and then the praise was endless, everyone applauded, Yin Sen's students were even more energetic, they couldn't see the specific details from this angle, but this did not stop them from expressing their admiration for their coach.

"The coach is really good!"

"This ball stops amazing, it's a butt, right?" Chen Yong said to himself, he picked up the binoculars, but saw that it was indeed the defender's buttocks, but the position of the ball, for him who was a half-hung scout, he could still guess one or two.

Yin Sen turned and jumped up with all his might, jumping lower than expected, so he couldn't catch the ball with the front of his butt.

But fortunately, his ass is big enough, the flesh is thick enough, and the right position is accurate enough.

The ball smashed into his hip bone just below the waist, a little dangling, but lucky.

Yin Sen's performance is not over yet.

Yin Sen controlled the ball steadily, making the fighter defender feel threatened, and he leaned closer and pulled more firmly.

Yin Sen took advantage of his ass again, bent over, and pouted his buttocks.

Then use your right foot as a support leg and draw a semicircle with the ball like a compass.

Although the defender's feet are long enough, Yin Sen's successful use of his body has instead limited the opponent.

In the eyes of the audience outside the court, the two seemed to be playing eagle to catch chickens, Yin Sen controlled the ball, circled, and the defender dragged Yin Sen's waist to follow.

This defense was not successful, because he forgot the most important task of the defender - not to lose position.

He may think that as long as he sticks to the opponent, he can interfere with the opponent's movements as much as possible, and that he is so close that he is more likely to kick the ball, and he feels that giving the opponent space to turn around and face him will make it more difficult for him to defend.

He may have made sense, but he chose the wrong opponent.

It is indeed not easy to defend Yin Sen head-on, but if you say that you can restrict Yin Sen as long as you stick to Yin Sen's back, it is even more fantastical, Yin Sen once said that as long as he holds the ball, the probability of one-on-one passing is close to 80%, this is not a casual talk, and in this amateur game.

By the time the fighter defender realized that he had lost his position, Yin Sen had turned ninety degrees, Yin Sen was facing the gate of the stadium, and on his right hand side was the opponent's goal, and the opposing defender was standing in a line with him behind him.

The defender finally realized the danger, and he gave up his closeness and rushed to get back into his position, and even before he could get back into position, he had already made his foot early.

Yin Sen smiled, not mocking, he just felt that in order to keep an eye on him, this defender did spend a lot of effort.

Yin Sen moved, he didn't continue to spin in circles, he had insight into his opponent's moves.

He took a small step forward abruptly. The defender who was returning to his position was caught off guard, and the magic grasp finally couldn't reach Yin Sen.

Before it was over, he took another small step, the position of the ball was no longer directly in front of the goal, and even if a perpendicular line was drawn at the position of the ball, the position of the perpendicular line was definitely on the outside of the right post at the door, which made everyone think that the danger of the ball to the goal had slowly decreased.

However, at this time, Yin Sen got up and he shot.