Chapter Seventy-Three: Eredivisie China Derby (3)

Ronald Coman cursed loudly, "Referee, do you have a problem with your eyes?" Got it in your clothes? The ball was clearly a foul from outside the box! How could it be a penalty? ”

His assistant ran to grab him in time and pinned him to his seat, for fear that the irrational fellow would get a yellow card or something in person.

Erwin Coman clapped his hands with a smile on his face, "Well done!" Lads! Come on! Kill them! ”

The penalty was taken by Chen Bolai, and Stekelenburg's shaking body did not interfere with this "stick", on the contrary, it made his own feet soft, and his feet did not use strength. The ball rolled into the goal, and the few "ancient Roman legions" on the scene were full of momentum at this moment, and even overwhelmed the Ajax fans for a while.

Koeman's face was extremely ugly, while Vertonghen was constantly muttering something, as if he was scolding the Feyenoord fans. It was as if he was cursing the damned referee and the damn Chen.

Just seven minutes into the game, Feyenoord took a 1-0 lead on the road. He Xu and Garrincha stood in the middle circle together, and Garrincha looked at He Xu worriedly, "Hey! It doesn't matter if you want it now, why do I feel like your mind is not clear? Or you're going to be killed, right? ”

He Xu just shook his hand and said as if talking to himself: "Don't talk nonsense! Hurry up and kick off while I can still run, I have to score......"

Listening to He Xu's weak words, Garrincha was worried that the ball he drove would trip him, he knocked the ball lightly, gave it to He Xu, and then ran to the side, because Koeman's plan in this game was to delay time, so he sent a double striker plus a double back, and there were only two people on the front line, He Xu and Garrincha, and after Garrincha kicked off, the other party immediately launched a siege on He Xu on the spot.

He Xu still felt that his legs were a little weak, and when he saw Chen Bo rushing towards him, he hurriedly turned around and passed the ball to Sim de Jong, who returned the ball to Massimo Charlie. The fellow youth midfielder knew their striker was in poor form today, so he ran forward with the ball himself, and after getting rid of Chen Bo's tackle, Massimo duly distributed the ball to De Jong, and Van der Wiel rushed forward on the flank, De Jong passed the ball to the attacking right wing-back.

As a Dutch international, Van der Wiel's ability is undoubted, relying on his speed to directly hit the opponent's bottom line.

Bottom cross! Van der Wiel is one of the few people in the team who doesn't quite approve of He Xu, and he always feels that a center forward with a bad header is just a waste of his full-back's assist.

But as soon as he made the cross, everyone was stunned! He Xu, who was still at the top of the arc of the penalty area just now, suddenly accelerated and rushed into the penalty area and ran to the back point. Perhaps Feyenoord's backline also looked down on He Xu, and several defenders actually missed the ball. The ball bounced off the turf in front of the goal and bounced to the back post.

He Xu seemed to be weak under his feet, and it seemed to be intentional, in short, he fell forward while running! In a swoop, or dog eating posture, he fell into the restricted area.

Feyenoord's fans laughed, but Mulder couldn't laugh anymore, He Xu actually rubbed his head against the ball when he fell, and the football that was about to pop out of bounds was rubbed by him like this, and actually changed the line and fell into the goal.

By the time Mulder symbolically threw himself to the ground, the ball had hit the net and landed in the goal.

The referee immediately blew the whistle to signal that the goal was valid. He Xu lay on the ground, looking at the football in the goal with some incredulity, Damn Laozi's first header was actually scored in such a way! Can it be a little more embarrassing?

Fortunately, He Xu's mentality is good, and his acting skills are superb enough. He then stood up and celebrated his goal with his hands held in the air, as if he had meant to do that.

At this time, Mulder, who also fell to the ground, also galloped over thousands of grass and mud horses in his heart, such a person who had never scored a header actually scored such a ridiculous header under my hands? What a shame!

VanderWiel looked at his teammate in disbelief as he had just made up an assist for himself and muttered, "Wow! Isn't this a strange goal? It's just a ** bomb heaven! ”

He Xu was surrounded by his teammates, and Vanderveal, who came back to his senses, also ran over and hugged this amazing guy. But how do I feel this kid shaking? Was it because you got excited after scoring a header?

Massimo Charlie was a little worried and found that He Xu's body temperature was still different from ordinary people, how long can this guy last?

Chen Bo shrugged his shoulders, helplessly looking at the weird goal scored by his little compatriot here, it was really troublesome, and he actually tied it! Looks like I'm going to have to score another goal......

Thinking so, he stood in the center circle with his hands on his hips and stepped on the ball, looking at the opposing players who were celebrating very calmly, and he was not in a hurry to let them end the celebration, because there was still enough time left for him.

Knowing that He Xu's physical condition is not good, Massimo Charlie has always held him firmly, so He Xu can be regarded as free from the poison of "stacking Arhats".

Ronald Coman found his spirit again, leaping to his feet, waving his fists and shouting at the bench next door. Sure enough, it was Feng Shui in turn, and this time it was Erwin Koeman's turn not to say a word.

As for the reporters on the sidelines, they were equally excited, and in the first twelve minutes, the two protagonists had already scored a goal each. It seems that this Eredivisie Chinese derby will definitely be very interesting!

As everyone knows, while they don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, the two so-called "protagonists" He Xu and Chen Bo are suffering from illness.

Standing opposite Chen Bo, He Xu, who was crumbling by a low-grade fever, looked at the guy in front of him who seemed to have two heads, and also frowned.

As for Chen Bo, although his facial expression is well adjusted now, his legs are actually trembling slightly.

Under the intervention of the referee, Ajax's celebration finally came to an end, Chen Bo stood there stepping on the ball, and after the referee blew the whistle, he dialed the ball to his teammates and ran forward.

1-1, the game has only been played for 12 minutes, and it looks like it must be a wonderful goal shootout! A lot of fans are thinking excitedly.

The two coaches had different expressions, but they were in the same nervous mood.

Feyenoord's attack is obviously now based on Chen Bo as the main point of attack, and every attack will pass the ball to his feet, let him seek to score or he should decide who to pass to, it is indeed not easy for such a young player to gain such trust. It can only be said that in the previous games, his performance was too convincing.

1-1, the game continued......