Chapter 49: The General

In Mark Lawrenson's observation, the game went on in the 31st minute, and the score was still 1:0, and the Japanese team was ahead. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 infoJudging from the technical statistics just played on the screen, the Chinese team's possession rate reached 59 percent, surpassing the Japanese team, but no one would think that the Chinese team had the advantage of the field, and these possession rates were all brushed out by the inverted feet in the midfield. On the contrary, the Japanese team's attack is a little more threatening, after all, when they are like hounds in the front court to surround the Chinese team's players with the ball, they look really imposing, as if they may break the ball at any time, and then directly face the Chinese team's goalkeeper Sun Pan.

During this time, many fans of the Japanese team thought countless times in their hearts that "this attack will definitely score", but unfortunately they did not score. The burden does not prevent them from continuing to think that the next attack will definitely score.

Until the 31st minute, the Japanese team continued to implement their siege tactics in the front court.

Mark Laurence stood tall and watched as the Chinese players exchanged the football for a pass, and the football was once again passed back to the feet of goalkeeper Sun Pan.

And Nagai Kenyu also entered the forbidden area again and went straight to Sun Pan.

At the same time, Zhou Yi also ran to the forbidden area and made a move to answer Sun Pan.

Hotaru Yamaguchi hurriedly followed, continuing to keep moving.

But Zhou Yi didn't seem to see Hotaru Yamaguchi beside him, and motioned with his gesture and voice to Sun Pan to pass the football over.

This action was very obvious, not only Hotaru Yamaguchi, but also other Japanese players.

Zhou Yi was already about to run to the line of the big penalty area, and if he could cut off the ball at his feet so close to the goal...... No one can resist such a temptation.

So not only Hotaru Yamaguchi, but other Japanese players also moved closer to Zhou Yi more or less, hoping to surround Zhou Yi and grab the ball.

Zhou Yi seemed to be completely ignorant of all this, leaned to the left, and continued to signal Sun Pan to pass the ball to him.

Sun Pan was also obedient, and kicked the football over with one kick, and the target was Zhou Yi!

Seeing this scene, Hotaru Yamaguchi kicked his legs and rushed forward, but he didn't want to break the ball around the front, but crashed into Zhou Yi, intending to use this squeezing action to interfere with Zhou Yi's ball, as long as it could affect his first pass.

He doesn't think he can be the one to cut the ball straight away, but he can create such a great opportunity for his team-mates.

"Dangerous!" He Ping saw that the football was really passed to Zhou Yi by Sun Pan, and hurriedly shouted.

In his opinion, Sun Pan should directly kick the front with a big kick, it is too risky to give Zhou Yi!

When the football was about to roll to Zhou Yi's feet, Hotaru Yamaguchi also hit him, causing Zhou Yi's body to rush forward.

"Okay!" Takashi Sekizuka, the coach of the Japanese team on the field, clenched his fist and swung it hard, as long as the referee did not blow the whistle, it was considered a success.

But Hotaru Yamaguchi was a little surprised - he didn't expect Zhou Yi to be so can't help but bump, he actually didn't use too much force, because he was afraid of fouling, but Zhou Yi's reaction was a little too intense, and his strength was not enough to knock him out......

It feels more like ...... He jumped out on his own!

Thinking of this, a thought suddenly rushed out of Hotaru Yamaguchi's mind.

What about balls?

He hurried to see the ball.

He saw the football rushing between Zhou Yi's feet!

Zhou Yi didn't catch the ball at all, nor did he pass the ball, he just let the football pass under his crotch, like a train passing through a tunnel!

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β€œ...... Missing the ball!?" the Japanese commentator was surprised.

"Beautiful!!!aha!" Mark Lawrenson almost got up and this is what he wanted to see - you think he was caught in the trap?

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Zhou Yi, who missed the ball, did not delay at all, and quickly turned around and rushed forward while Hotaru Yamaguchi had not yet reacted.

And the football that he missed fell at the feet of Yang Muge, who was directly behind him - he leaned on the left side after receiving the ball, which happened to completely block Yang Muge and keep him from being noticed.

Yang Muge, who had his back to the offensive direction, did not turn around after receiving the ball, but passed the football diagonally back. passed to Zhou Yi, who was plugged in.

At this time, Zhou Yi was already facing the direction of attack, and he didn't need to adjust anything.

Because of an unexpected leak and turn, he temporarily shook off Hotaru Yamaguchi, but Hotaru Yamaguchi had already reacted and was turning to pounce back.

Zhou Yi blocked the ball kicked by Yang Muge, and then directly kicked the ball forward with a long pass!

He didn't kick that kind of high ball, but let the ball run forward against the turf, and he made a long diagonal pass of 35 meters against the turf!

The ball crossed the Japanese team's line of defenders almost to the center circle and flew to the side behind them!

And He Ying is cutting forward at high speed, where is he running!

"This is the counterattack of the Chinese team!" called out Mark Lawrenson for the first time. "'Chess player' Zhou Yi made a key move!

In Mark Laurenson's eyes, what he saw was that Zhou Yi, who was sitting in front of the chessboard and thinking, suddenly picked up a chess piece and put it in front of the opponent's king.

This through ball is the general!

He Ping was also shouting excitedly: "Zhou Yi is straight! Beautiful! The opportunity for the Chinese team to counterattack!"

He saw Le Zhouyi's straight stopper, and at the same time saw He Ying's sprint.

The players of the Japanese team only reacted at this time and hurriedly returned to the defense, but it was too late, how could they run faster than football?

The ball flew over the turf, landed on the ground, and then landed, scurrying forward, slowing slightly.

He Ying cut in on the side, and the two sides were rapidly approaching.

On the edge of the Japanese team's 30-meter zone, He Ying stretched forward with his left foot, and the football hit the inside of his foot, slowing down and changing direction, stopping in front of him, just the right distance, good enough for him not to slow down.

He then flicked the ball forward with his right heel and hit the ball towards the Japanese penalty area.

And behind him, there was a large group of Japanese players who rushed back to defend.

"He Ying! He dribbled the ball to the goal of the Japanese team, this is a single knife!" He Ping's roaring voice trembled a little.

He was both hopeful and worried.

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Zhou Yi, who finished passing the ball, stood in place, and beside him, players from the Japanese team kept running by, and some teammates from the Chinese team also ran up, wanting to pick up He Ying.

Zhou Yi didn't do this, he just stood in place, looking at He Ying's back.

He felt that there was no point in running up, because He Ying didn't need his support, and he passed him such a good ball, what support did he need!

This is to let him and the opposing goalkeeper one-on-one! It is useless for anyone to go up, He Ying will never pass the football to anyone again, this is the responsibility that must be borne as a striker!

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The goalkeeper of the Japanese team, Osamu Gonda, saw He Ying rushing to the penalty area with the ball and decisively abandoned the goal.

When He Ying entered the penalty area, the two met on the penalty spot.

Shuichi Gonda lowered his center of gravity and almost fell to his knees, spreading his hands as wide as he could.

He wanted to build a wall in front of He Ying.

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Everyone stared at this scene, and they all held their breath, as if they were afraid that their exhalation would interfere with He Ying's shooting. But they're all thousands of miles away in China, and even yelling across the TV screen can't disturb anyone – except their neighbors......

But they still covered their mouths, held their breath, widened their eyes, stared at the TV screen, and didn't dare to blink, for fear that they wouldn't be able to see the most critical moment if they blinked.

At this moment, it is really appropriate to describe it as "all eyes on you".

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In the limelight, He Ying picked up his right foot and kicked the football!

As he was about to touch the football, he twisted his ankle and rubbed the inside of his right foot against the ball, which was kicked out of the air and flew past the side of Japan's goalkeeper Shuichi Gonda, just out of reach of his outstretched arms......

In the blink of an eye, the ball flew into the goal!

"The ball is inβ€”β€”!! He Ping raised his arms and shouted, "The ball is in!! In the 32nd minute, the Chinese team equalized in the final!

"Hooray!!" the Chinese fans in front of the TV jumped up from their seats, cheering with the same raised arms.

"Awesome!"

"Handsome exploded!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!"

A great sense of happiness hits them.

On the Chinese Internet, there were also a lot of Weibo messages applauding the Chinese team's goal in an instant.

Everyone expressed their excitement in a variety of ways.

And the same goes for the Chinese players on the pitch.

After the goal, He Ying ran to the corner flag area, pulled the national flag on the jersey in front of the camera lens, bowed his head and kissed it, and then showed the national flag to the camera lens.

Then his teammates rushed up and drowned him.

They roared and cheered in front of the camera lens.

Mark Laurence chanted: "Beautiful goal! A textbook defensive counterattack by the Chinese team! This is He Ying's sixth goal in this Olympic Games, and he has tied with Brazil's Damian for the most goalscorer!"

He was praising He Ying who scored the goal in his mouth, but all he thought about was Zhou Yi playing chess.

He was really playing chess, and all the reactions of his team and the opponent were simply within his control...... (To be continued.) )