When Zhou Yi passed the football to Kongdang, and He Ying also turned around and ran to Kongdang, Kister in a corner outside the field snorted softly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Oh!"

He was applauding Zhou Yi's pass.

Keen and precise grasp of the space, and send the football over, without hesitation, pass when it is time to pass.

If he had passed a little later, then the Chelsea youth centre-backs would have reacted and pressed back and the attack would not have worked.

If it is passed early, the intention of this attack will be recognized, and the number ten will not be able to take Chelsea's central defender.

So, the timing is great.

No wonder Klopp is so interested in this kid......

In the last game against Arsenal, Keist watched Zhou Yi for half of the game until he came off the pitch. Although he was pleasantly surprised by Zhou Yi's combing and control of the team in the midfield, he still had some doubts in his heart.

After all, Zhou Yi showed more control of the rhythm in the game against Arsenal, but lacked the forward moment.

A midfield playmaker, if he can only pass horizontally and back, is naturally unqualified.

But it's a pity that Zhou Yi didn't let Keist see what he wanted to see in that game.

And in this game, Keist made up for that disappointment.

He saw Zhou Yi's ability and talent in the final pass from this attack.

The timing is just right, and the use of passing techniques is precise - it can be seen from the fact that he did not choose some more fancy and good-looking but very difficult to pass and receive, Zhou Yi chose the simplest instep to push the pass, turn the ankle sideways, like a golf club, aim at the center of the circle of the football, and knock hard, the football will go forward along a very stable straight trajectory, and will not roll halfway off the track and run crookedly.

Nice, interesting......

Thinking of this, Kister pulled out a small notebook from his coat pocket, which he had with him, and a small ballpoint pen pinned to it. He took off his pen and wrote down in his notebook what he had just observed.

If this time it wasn't a lucky performance, but a stable and sustainable performance...... That's really something to look forward to.

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As Kister lowered his head, in the other corner, a middle-aged fat man with a vertical collar and a hunched neck, as if he was a little cold, was staring at the Chelsea goal with surprise.

There, the players of Chelsea's youth team, fresh from the defeat, stood as if they had been hit by petrified magic.

As a scout for Arsenal, Alan Powell also knows a little bit about the youth team of his city rivals Chelsea.

Although Arsenal has a hundred reasons to ridicule Chelsea in terms of youth training, it is also clear that Chelsea's youth training is only worse than Arsenal, and it is still a strong team for this Chinese team.

It's just that this strong team actually conceded the first goal!

What the is this...... What's going on!

When he was tasked by youth director Liam Brady to follow the Chinese team's No. 16, he was speechless - what do Chinese players have to observe?

But now, he was surprised to find out that the attack that caused Chelsea to concede the goal was organized by the person he was watching!

And it's not just this goal, Alan Powell was able to see the role of the number 16 in the game before this goal - he didn't watch the previous game between China and Arsenal Youth, but he watched the Arsenal youth team and Chelsea youth team, and there was a side-by-side comparison.

So he knew that Chelsea's youth team shouldn't be doing that against China – they were basically led by the nose by the Chinese in midfield!

And it's all because ...... That number sixteen!

Alan Powell suddenly became interested in the number 16.

Why?

Why can he do it?

He doesn't think about it anymore and it's boring to watch a Chinese player.

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The teenagers and their coaches in China were celebrating, while the Chelsea youth team were stunned – they didn't expect them to concede first, and their opponents to score first!

How could something like this happen to them?

Is...... Amusing!

Like the Dortmund youth teams before them, they went through a psychological journey of surprise and anger when they found out that they were the first to concede the goal.

They couldn't believe it, but when they found out that it was the reality, they were furious - such a weak opponent could score our goal!

Very good boy, you have now managed to provoke a group of lions, and you will soon regret this goal!

When the game resumed, the Chelsea youth team did launch a fierce attack on the Chinese goal, which was far more threatening than their previous careless back-to-footing and casual kicks.

It can also be seen that the Chelsea youth team is irritated and they are serious.

Serious Chelsea have indeed shown that they are superior to the Chinese teenagers.

In the thirtieth minute, they equalised with a header from a wide cross.

Although Guo Nu jumped high, the opponent still grabbed in front of him and threw the football into the goal.

Because the distance was too close, although Sun Pan reacted to the save, he was still half a beat late.

1:1, Chelsea youth equaliser!

However, the fury of the Chelsea youth team did not seem to be pouring out, and after taking the lead, they pressed wildly in front of the field, and the teenagers of the Chinese team rushed to make all kinds of mistakes.

By the end of the first half, Chelsea's youth team had finally paid off – they had scored another goal to make it 2-1!

Only then did they stop a little.

At the same time, the first half of the game is coming to an end.

"Hey, what's not strong?" said Liang Qiqi, who was sitting on the bench, as he gritted his teeth as he looked at his dejected teammates on the court. "Now I know I've been tricked by that bastard! I'll just say he's making it up! He's a ghost!"

Liang Qiqi's angry complaint did not attract anyone's attention, and now everyone wants to stay away from him and is unwilling to get too close to him.

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Soon after Chelsea's youth goal, the first half was over.

The players had to return to the dressing room to prepare for the second half.

The faces of the Chelsea youth squad were much better than they had been when they had conceded, and several of them looked at the Chinese teenagers defiantly, as if to tell them to recognize reality.

The only thing they regretted was that the first half ended so quickly. They believe that if they are given five more minutes, they can definitely score another goal.

If you want to teach this group of arrogant and arrogant Chinese a lesson, then teach it thoroughly!

Unfortunately, the first half was over.

They can now only demonstrate with their eyes.

Sun Pan, who lost two goals, was very unhappy, and he boasted to Zhou Yi before the game, saying that he wanted Chelsea to see what "unshakable things" are, but he lost two goals, which was not a ball, but a face......

Sun Pan, who was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, was keenly aware that someone was looking at him - this may be the racial talent of the Northeasterners.

He immediately found the people who were looking at them – a couple of Chelsea youth players.

Seeing Sun Pan staring at them, they did not look away, but generously showed the provocation in their eyes.

Sun Pan, who picked up two balls in the goal, was enthusiastic, pointed at the other party and shouted: "Look at what! Look at what you see?!"

As he spoke, he went straight to him.

Then he bumped into Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi hugged him: "They can't understand you when you speak Northeast dialect!"

When Sun Pan heard Zhou Yi say this, he was stunned for a moment: "Damn, forget about this stubble in a hurry...... So what should I say?"

"son_of_a_bitch......" Zhouyi on-site teaching.

"Yes!" Sun Pan nodded after hearing this, and then pointed over to Zhou Yi and shouted again: "**** eat!!"

He still wanted to continue scolding, but Yang Muge had already rushed over and pulled him to the sidelines: "Don't be impulsive!

Zhou Yi also pushed him off the field with him.

This conflict, which had just ignited a small flame, was strangled to death in swaddling clothes.

Many people suddenly heard Sun Pan yelling, and they didn't react for a while, but after they reacted, they saw that Sun Pan had been pulled down by Zhou Yi and Yang Muge, as for what Sun Pan shouted...... Unprepared, few people heard clearly.

But it doesn't seem like a good thing......

Seeing Sun Pan's angry face, he knew that there must be a conflict between the two sides. But there was no upgrade.

After Sun Pan was pushed out, the players from Chelsea did not come up.

"What's going on?" Hao Dong walked up and asked, looking serious.

What he hates more than losing is losing. Athleticism is very important for these children, and he doesn't want to see his players lose and lose.

"They laughed at us!" Sun Pan said indignantly, pointing to the Chelsea youth team players in the distance.

Everyone turned their heads to look over, and the few Chelsea players did not leave, but stood far away, looking this way, with a look of ridicule and sarcasm on their faces.

"Damn!

"These gang of Sun zèi!nèng kill them!"

The players shouted and cursed.

"That's enough!" Hao Dong shouted angrily, scaring everyone to shut up.

"Go back!" he gestured to the locker room.

Then he took the lead and walked to the locker room, and after the others looked at each other, they obediently followed him.

Sun Pan, who followed behind, lowered his head and asked Zhou Yi in a low voice: "Do they understand what I scolded?"

Judging from their expressions, they may not understand your Northeast Tunzi-flavored English. Zhou Yi shook his head.

"Damn!" Sun Pan was very dissatisfied, and he wasted his expression. "What then?"

"them in the game!" Zhou Yi said. "Kill them!"

Zhou Yi was also murderous.

In the first half, as the person who assisted He Ying's goal, he was naturally "taken care of" by the Chelsea youth team. And he had a lot of balls, and the Chelsea youth team was unkind to him, wrestling a lot in the first half, wearing a white shirt stained with green and brown patches of turf and dirt.

Since Chelsea started to fight back, Zhou Yi has basically not played well and he is always being kicked.

The referee doesn't blow a foul on Chelsea youth every time he's kicked. That's normal because the referee is the coach of Chelsea's youth team, so he's naturally biased.

There is no way to appeal, but to continue to be kicked, this ball is kicked......

If Sun Pan was full of anger, Zhou Yi was even on fire in his lower abdomen.