Taking a deep breath, Adam, the No. 10 striker of the German world youth team, lightly touched the ball and launched an attack.

Behind Adam are four forwards from Germany's World Youth team.

Squinting his eyes, Wu Zejun, the No. 9 right forward of the Chinese World Youth Team, and Jiang Wusheng, the No. 11 left forward, rushed towards Adam in unison, trying to intercept them together - "Soon after the opening, two players of the Chinese World Youth Team blocked the captain of the German World Youth Team at the same time!" Football commentator Li Qing exclaimed slightly, "It seems that the German World Youth Team has caused a certain degree of influence on the Chinese World Youth Team, so that they are two against one!"

However, even with two against one, the Chinese World Youth Team failed to take advantage -

Seeing Wu Zejun and Jiang Wusheng running from right to left—Wu Zejun ran slightly faster than Jiang Wusheng, and approached Adam first! Adam rushed towards Wu Zejun, and in the high-speed movement, his body shook and easily shook Wu Zejun!

Wu Zejun immediately turned around and chased after Adam!

Jiang Wusheng is also-

Adam dribbled the ball and met Jiang Bisheng, the No. 8 shadow striker of the Chinese World Youth Team, and kicked the ball back in a hurry-

After receiving the ball, the No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team took two steps back, away from the area of the Chinese World Youth Team!

At the same time, Adam and four other German World Youth strikers rushed into the midfield area of the Chinese World Youth Team - the Chinese World Youth Team strikers did not have time to defend anyone!

After hesitating for two seconds, Jiang Wusheng, the No. 11 left forward of the Chinese World Youth Team, changed direction, and instead rushed to the No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team - the No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team saw that the opponent was coming, and hung a long pass without saying a word!

The football flew high and went straight through the midfield area of the Chinese World Youth Team!

Subsequently, the No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team also rushed forward -

All four players of the German World Youth Team rushed into the penalty area of the Chinese World Youth Team!

"Stop them!" Li Jun, the No. 4 scavenger of the Chinese World Youth Team, gasped and ran quickly towards Adam.

The No. 2 right back of the Chinese World Youth Team, Duan Mulu, also stopped the No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team; Cao Chun, the No. 3 right-back of the Chinese World Youth Team, stopped the No. 7 left midfielder of the German World Youth Team!

Seeing that the No. 11 left forward and No. 8 right midfielder of the German World Youth Team had no one to defend, Li Guangwu, the No. 6 left forward of the Chinese World Youth Team, and Zhao Jiayun, the No. 7 right midfielder, spontaneously retreated and defended them-

Adam firmly guarded the football and didn't let Li Jun snatch it.

The two of you move me to shovel, and they are fighting each other.

Although the strikers of the German World Youth Team were defended, their midfielders came quickly at the back of the No. 6 - this is [plugging in the attack]! The No. 6 of the German World Youth Team rushed in the back without showing the mountains and water!

Catching a glimpse of his teammate, Adam deftly passed the ball to the No. 6 midfielder of the German world youth team!

The No. 6 back of the German World Youth Team did not slow down, as if he was running patronizingly, and only hooked his left foot and hooked the football - the defenders of the Chinese World Youth Team had opponents to defend, so they had to watch the No. 6 back of the German World Youth Team rush straight to Xue Lin!

~ still coming?! And don't shoot?!

Seeing that the No. 6 back of the German World Youth Team seemed to be singled out with Xue Lin, the players of the Chinese World Youth Team were not calm: as a goalkeeper, Xue Lin is very dedicated, but if he wants to play with his opponent, it will be too cost-effective-

Gritting his teeth, Lin Qingyu, No. 5 of the Chinese World Youth Team, chased after him, trying to stop the No. 6 back of the German World Youth Team!

Soon, the No. 6 back of the German World Youth Team, Lin Qingyu and Xue Lin launched a fierce offensive and defensive battle in front of the goal of the Chinese World Youth Team: the No. 6 back of the German World Youth Team controlled the football to the death and resolutely did not let Lin Qingyu succeed in the tackle; Lin Qingyu spent a lot of effort, but he didn't vigorously break the siege; Xue Lin wanted to pounce on the ball, but was blocked in front of him by Lin Qingyu, and he was temporarily restrained and inconvenient to run-

Lin Qingyu regretted it: If he knew this, he would not have defended it, so as not to interfere with Xue Lin!

The three of them confronted each other for a long time, but they didn't tell the winner - the No. 6 of the German World Youth Team took the ball at the back and took a few steps back decisively, away from the goal of the Chinese World Youth Team; Lin Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly moved to a corner; Xue Lin put on a posture to pounce on the ball and firmly locked the football at the feet of the No. 6 back of the German World Youth Team!

Although Lin Qingyu was at a rut, the other players of the Chinese World Youth Team came to me without opening their eyes - "Let me help you!" Jiang Wusheng rushed over and flew a shovel from behind the No. 6 back of the German World Youth Team!

The No. 6 back of the German World Youth Team obediently let Jiang Wusheng shovel the ball away!

"You ......" Lin Qingyu glared at Jiang Wusheng and was speechless.

The football was shoveled, but the direction of the flight was the upper right corner of the goal of the Chinese World Youth Team - the close-range "shot" stimulated Xue Lin's nerves, prompting him to jump up with all his energy and shoot it with his hand!

The soccer ball was slapped off -

The No. 6 of the German World Youth Team leaped into the air and volleyed!

The football spun at high speed and drilled straight into the upper left corner of the Chinese World Youth Team!

Xue Lin landed on the ground and hurriedly jumped to the upper left corner of the Chinese World Youth Team, ready to smash the ball with his hands-

A brain crashed into Xue Lin's hand, and suddenly knocked Xue Lin's left hand away-

It turned out that Lin Qingyu was worried that Xue Lin would not be able to adjust for a while, so he jumped up desperately, wanting to use his head to top the ball!

Football just flew into the goal of the Chinese World Youth Team from Xue Lin's missed fingertips!

"Beep-" The referee blew his whistle to signal that the ball was valid!

Germany's World Youth Team cheered happily.

China's world youth team was silent.

Lin Qingyu came back to his senses, stared blankly at the football in the goal, and said bitterly: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault!" ”

- Lin Qingyu's oolong ball made the German World Youth Team score a goal!

Before the players of the Chinese World Youth Team could comfort Lin Qingyu, they heard countless domestic spectators in the Bird's Nest audience shouting angrily: "What are you doing? How do you kick an own goal? Who is that number 5? Hurry up and punish him! "That's not a 'kick' own goal, it's obviously a 'top' own goal - if he didn't top the ball, this goal probably wouldn't have scored!" "Humph! It's all his fault! Don't have any skills to hit any balls? Okay, right? Our national youth team is one point behind! "If this ball game ends 0:1, I will definitely send a blade to greet his family afterwards!" "Where does he live?" "Who's that guy? What's the name? ”……

The domestic audience chattered until football commentator Li Qing said in a regretful tone: "It's a pity that the Chinese World Youth Team instinctively defended this goal, but was dragged back by their teammate No. 5 free central defender Lin Qingyu...... Germany's World Youth Team scored first, while China's World Youth Team was forced to trail by one point!"

The domestic audience just screamed angrily: "It turned out to be you!" Are you Lin Qingyu? "Get out of here! Let's get out! Don't be an eyesore! The national youth team is one point behind because of you, the black sheep! "Lin Qingyu! Shameless! What a shame! Lin Qingyu! End! End! ”……

The scolding was so ugly that the players of the Chinese World Youth Team didn't know how to comfort Lin Qingyu.

Lin Qingyu lowered his head and said nothing.

For a moment, Lin Qingyu glanced at Coach Meng on the bench of the Chinese World Youth Team and winked at him.

Coach Meng looked at his nose and nose, and his nose looked at his heart, and he didn't move.

A trace of confusion crossed Lin Qingyu's eyes: What's the situation? …… Why didn't Coach Meng replace him?

But I heard Wu Zhange shouting: "Hey~ Watching the ball, what are you arguing about?!" ”

Wu Zhange stood up, went straight to the foot of the audience, and raised his head to shoot back at a group of domestic audiences: "The player is not a saint, how can there be a reason not to make mistakes?" Even the zero god, didn't he lose two points in the last ball game? - You have the ability, you come to play football? I don't believe you're going to lose points......"

Wu Zhange's eyes were fierce and his face was angry, which frightened the group of domestic audiences into silence.

The referee looked at him unhappily.

Coach Meng warned: "Wu Zhange, come back." ”

Wu Zhange pursed his lips and returned unhappily.

The referee glanced coldly at Wu Zhange, and then turned his attention back to the Bird's Nest Stadium.

Wu Zhange sat sullenly on the bench, and listened to Coach Meng whisper:

"Calm down, I'm not going to change players."

Wu Zhange was stunned.

Coach Meng said: "You don't think of me as such a ruthless manager, do you?" - Whoever makes a mistake will be punished? …… Honestly, I wouldn't recommend replacing him! Once he is replaced, it will inevitably hit his confidence! Look at him, his eyes are dark, what do you think? ”

"Thank you, Coach Meng." Wu Zhange thanked him and shouted, "Captain, keep playing and make up for your mistakes!" Coach Meng didn't mean to change you! You can play football in peace! I will always have your back! ……”

At first glance, when he heard Wu Zhange shouting "captain", Lang Tao thought that Wu Zhange was calling him, so he hurriedly raised his head, and saw that Wu Zhange was shouting at Lin Qingyu - the corners of his mouth twitched, and Lang Tao smiled lightly: Sure enough! In Wu Zhange's eyes, the captain is always Lin Qingyu!

Langtao is not angry about this.

Nothing to be angry about.

Everyone has a candidate to be the captain in their hearts -

What Langtao needs to do is: during his tenure, try his best to be the captain of the national youth team in front of him!

Walking over, Lang Tao patted Lin Qingyu's shoulder and said with a smile: "Senior Lin, don't play the decadent trick?" - Coach Meng didn't replace you, so you just played well and made up for your mistakes. It's better than sitting on the bench and regretting it, right? …… Ahaha~ We're only one point behind, the game isn't over yet, everything is possible, let's have a reversal! ”

Lang Tao unconsciously turned on the encouragement skill and said loudly: "Tell me, we won't lose, right!" ”

"Yes!" The players of the Chinese World Youth Team responded in unison.

Lin Qingyu showed a smiling face, seemed to have recovered his previous breeziness, and said firmly: "Absolutely! ”

The game continues.

However, the "reversal" mentioned by Lang Tao failed to materialize -

The football buckled at the feet of Jiang Wusheng, the No. 11 left striker of the Chinese World Youth Team.

Jiang Wusheng dribbled and advanced towards the area of the German World Youth Team.

The No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team rushed in the first place and challenged Jiang Wusheng directly!

Football commentator Li Qing screamed, "Wow~ two No. 11 duels! Germany's No. 11 World Youth Team took the initiative to challenge China's No. 11 World Youth Team - who can win?"

Jiang Wusheng planned to break through the blockade of the No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team in one go, but Jiang Wusheng was surprised to see that the No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team was working perfectly, and he couldn't force a breakthrough - even if he used his ball skills, he couldn't win against the No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team!

grinding his teeth, Jiang Wusheng had no choice but to kick the ball back.

Jiang Bisheng, the No. 8 shadow striker of the Chinese World Youth Team, filled in and easily received the football.

Jiang Wusheng picked up his speed and went straight past the No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team, who knew that the No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team let him run by, and then turned around and chased behind Jiang Wusheng!

Jiang Bisheng is full of black lines: If you want to pass the ball to Jiang Wusheng, you must be intercepted!

- That's it, that's it, it seems that he can only rely on himself!

Thinking of this, Jiang Bisheng dribbled, took a step, and also ran towards the area of the German World Youth Team.

Before he could go far, Jiang Bisheng met the No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team head-on - his body shook for a while, Jiang Bisheng tried to feint to deceive the No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team, but he didn't deceive! After thinking about it, Jiang Bisheng used his best trick [heel change direction], and finally opened the No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team!

However, the No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team was not to be outdone, chasing behind Jiang Bisheng!

Jiang Bisheng was blocked from the back road, so he had to exert all his strength, run wildly with the ball, and try to break into the penalty area of the German World Youth Team!

It's a pity that when he ran into the midfield area of the German World Youth Team, Jiang Bisheng was stunned and intercepted by Adam-

Adam, the No. 10 forward of the German World Youth Team, blocked in front of Jiang Bisheng, and the No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team struck back and forth, blocking Jiang Bisheng's choice - Jiang Bisheng couldn't even pass the ball, and was rudely robbed of the football by Adam!

A light breeze blew, a figure flashed, and Adam was cut off before he could hold the ball for three seconds!

It's Langtao!

Lang Tao skillfully controlled the ball, kicked under his feet, swooped away for several meters, and instantly opened the distance with Adam!

Adam chuckled and hurried after Langtao.

Lang Tao thought that Adam would have a one-on-one battle with him, but unexpectedly......

Ran into the penalty area of the German World Youth Team, Lang Tao was only a few steps away from being able to drill into the penalty area of the German World Youth Team, but he was surrounded by the defenders of the German World Youth Team -

As if afraid of the power of Lang Tao's shot, the German World Youth Team did not give Lang Tao half a chance to shoot, and divided three times by five, and then cut off Lang Tao's football - Lang Tao smiled bitterly: Don't be afraid of heads-up, there is no drama in group fighting, and the German World Youth Team also played tricks and played "team battles"!

The German World Youth Team who counterattacked was impressed by the Chinese World Youth Team: with the German World Youth Team's No. 10 forward Adam as the center, he spread out scattered passes and advances all around, and easily threw off one Chinese World Youth Team player after another until they broke into the penalty area of the Chinese World Youth Team!

"Let them shoot!" Xue Lin, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Chinese World Youth Team, waved his hand and announced it extremely domineeringly.

The defenders of the Chinese World Youth Team understand Xue Lin's thoughts: as long as the opponent does not break through Xue Lin with the ball, then no matter how the opponent plays, he will not be able to break Xue Lin's goal!

In fact, the German World Youth Team also has a headache: I really don't know how to score?

Germany's world youth No. 7 left midfielder appeared to be impatient, asking Adam for a football.

Adam passed the ball to him at his request—

The left midfielder of the German World Youth Team No. 7 flashed with a fierce light in his eyes, aimed at the football, and kicked hard!

Target: Facing Xue Lin's calf!

- Is he trying to kick Xue Lin?!

But seeing Xue Lin bend his waist, lift his feet, and accurately catch the football-

With a strong spinning force, that ball is equivalent to hitting Xue Lin's calf!

Xue Lin's face did not change, he clasped his hands and held the bounced football accurately!

"Great!" The players of the Chinese World Youth Team secretly rejoiced.

No one noticed Xue Lin grinning lightly.

Staring at the German World Youth Team, especially No. 10 Adam of the German World Youth Team, the Chinese World Youth Team was almost dumbfounded-

Swindler!

Flickers!

I'll give it a go~ Compared with the previous friendly matches, the German World Youth Team has simply improved several levels!

Covering their hearts and livers, the Chinese World Youth Team suddenly felt that they were confused by the malice of reality-