The match between France and the Netherlands at Hampton Park has come to an end for the time being, and the scoreboard on the roof of the stadium not only clearly states that the first half of the wrestling is over, but also clearly indicates that the score is [1:1].

Both teams were also played by the attackers, with the Dutch team's top killer Robin van Persie using his best left foot to deliver a scimitar into the corner of the net, allowing the Netherlands to open the scoring.

But thirteen minutes later, Benzema swam to the left and right of the opponent's backline, although he was well guarded by the enemy, but his own agile movement gave him an advantage, and then at first glance he was sent a long through ball in the distance, and in the absence of offside, he stabilized the ball, ran more than ten meters and sent the ball into the net.

After the goalkeeper of the Dutch team learned that he failed to make a save, an inexplicable white expression suddenly appeared on his face, and Benzema's sword was so crisp, even if the goalkeeper of the Dutch team calculated four or five ways to save in a second, but at this time, in the face of Benzema's frenzy, these thoughts instantly turned into bullshit.

At that time, after celebrating the goal, Benzema celebrated the goal, and even more formally celebrated with the teammate who assisted him in the goal, and the teammate's long-range direct plug had a very amazing imagination space, and suddenly it was very cruel to cut through the defense built by the Dutch team, which made Benzema stabilize the ball at the moment, how comfortable it was.

"Well done! Keep doing this, as long as it is your opportunity to create a zào, I have decided to do my best to grasp it! Benzema said this, and he was also high-fived the assister, Kabine, and the applause was loud.

Then. Carbine said "um" and then returned to the centre circle with Benzema. As he was about to run again, he lifted the corner of his jersey. I wiped the beads of sweat from my face.

Immediately afterwards, the battle situation did not show the scene of attacking and attacking, more importantly, the midfielders of the two teams kept near the midfield position, seesawing each other, at that time, the battle line of the two sides swam very large, and the ball rarely had the opportunity to actually enter the opponent's backfield.

It was also during those periods that Kabine insisted on defending his area, even though the opponent's attackers used all kinds of martial arts. But he still swept desperately in the quadripartite area of up and down, left and right, and what I have to admire is that the five interceptions he gave were all reasonable, and the opponents were so angry that they gritted their teeth.

Both sides could not attack and defended tightly, and this situation was maintained until the referee blew the whistle at the end of half, even if it was a simple friendly match, but the war was ignited. Everyone wants to go home victorious.

In the tunnel of the players, Kabine held a refillable drink, walked with no tired steps, and poured it into his mouth all the way. It was only after he completely let go of his initially tense face and exhaled. A few steps into the corner and into the locker room.

Kirbine's ass was just pressed against the changing seat. He picked up a large towel and thoroughly cleaned the sweat from his face. In addition, the current breathing rhythm is much more normal, and he suddenly feels that this state is very comfortable.

However, a crisp footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Kabine, who lowered his head and calmed himself, also noticed that the person who came over was not his teammate, because the sound of the spikes of his sneakers hitting the ground was not the kind he heard now, so the person who came over at this time could only be Coach Settazzi......

The reason why he was able to remember the very ordinary leather shoes in his mind was because Coach Certazzi had worn them, and I heard that he had even worn them for more than ten years, and the black paint on the edges of the shoes had long since fallen off, which was why Kabine never forgot it.

Kabine slowly raised his head, and after giving his eyes to him, he found that Coach Settazzi was already staring at him, the other party's eyes were not as simple as his, if there was enough time to analyze a little, then any idiot would understand that Coach Settazzi's eyes were obviously carrying a kind of light anger.

Unfortunately, Kabine didn't have time to make a guess, but he simply felt that Coach Settazzi's face was not good-looking, and he couldn't afford to look directly for a long time, so he had to ask rather embarrassed: "Coach!" Is there something wrong? ”

Kabine tried to hide the embarrassment, so after he finished speaking, he poured another refill drink into his mouth, and after he wiped the drink juice left in the corner of his mouth, Coach Settazzi, who was standing in front of him, said, "Young man! First of all, I'm not going to give credit for your assists because you have something to hide from me, do you? ”

Suddenly, Kabine's hands trembled slightly, if he could rub his palms, he could even find that the sweat in his palms also seeped out, but Kabine, who left the game, was an honest person after all, so he didn't plan to hide it at this time.

"I'm sorry! Instructor! I'm well aware of the team's discipline, but I think if I had informed you about this in advance, I wouldn't have your permission, but...... But I have to do it! ”

After saying that, Kabine pursed his lips, and he also wanted to lower his head, so as not to suffer the reproachful eyes of the other party when he was criticized by Coach Settazzi.

And Coach Settazzi stopped Kabine's move to lower his head, and the old coach said: "Young man! Looking up, I ask you, am I not as strict as Coach Corboni? Do you find it easy to challenge me? And you must know that I must master all aspects of the actions and actions of my players on the field, if it weren't for you lifting the corner of your jersey after completing the assist, then I would never have known that you still have a secret hidden under your jersey! ”

Is it true that Coach Settazzi is not as strict as Coach Corboni? And whether Coach Settazzi is really so easily challenged by his own players, for this sharp question, Kabine, who is not good at words, will definitely not be able to answer.

Kabine had no choice but to say "um", determined to tell the truth directly: "Coach! That white sweatshirt underneath the jersey, I wrote a few lines on it, and the point was to breathe a sigh for my friend, I ...... I'd love to do it, Coach! Do you understand? ”

Coach Setazzi's eyes have been focused on Kabine's body, and Kabine has made up his mind to lose, and his heart says that these few words of his reply will definitely provoke the coach's scolding, how do you know, Coach Setazi did not scold Kabine, but "snorted" vigorously, and said: "I heard Coach Corboni say that your specialty is deadly straight stops, and strong reading ability, plus that many people can't imagine the interception skills, and even occasionally send out a very beautiful curve ball, are these?" ”

"Uh~~~? Instructor! I don't know if it's a specialty or not, but my confidence is very strong when I perform these movements! Kabinet replied.

Coach Setazi said "um" with satisfaction and said: "Because I have personally inspected your watch, I know everything you can show on the field, and Coach Corboni knows everything about it, and your question just now, you can take it as nonsense, but after hearing your answer, I can rest assured!" ”

Kirbine frowned and said, "Oh~? ”

Coach Settazzi moved his body as if he was about to walk away, and before he walked away, he said to Kabine: "Young man! Remember, it's not an example, and what you're determined to do this time can only be done after you've scored, so ...... Prepare to score! (To be continued......)