In the second half, Cologne played a bucket formation.

Stevens' goal was to hold on to one-ball advantage, while Schalke's tactics were much more straightforward.

Long pass punch hanging.

Although many people look down on the traditional British style of play of long pass rushing and hanging, many times this style of play can solve the problem, and this is the case at this time.

"Kuranyi! Header on goal! ”

"It's high."

"It would be nice if it could be lighter when the ball is topped." Commentary is an afterthought.

Kuranyi held his head and was a bit regretful, he is now Germany's third striker, and after Klose and Gomez, of course, he wants to prove himself.

Rangnick stood up and called the heart of the midfield, the team's number 10, Brazilian Lincoln.

'Cologne defended very well in front of the box and I want you to stuff the ball into the box.'

Lincoln nodded, but it wasn't easy, stuffing the ball into the box and into the feet of his teammates in the crowd.

Rangnick patted Lincoln, "I trust you, you should be able to understand my intentions,"

As a Brazilian striker, Lincoln still has a strong reading of the game, and he probably understands what Rangnick means.

Rangnick whispered to the core of his midfield, and Stevens saw it in his eyes, and it was estimated that it was going to be broken.

Among the forwards who play in Germany, if Stevens were to be ranked, then the top three would be Bayern Munich's Ballack, Bremen's Miku, and Schalke's Lincoln.

They are both players who can change the game with their passes, and Stevens wanted to have a midfielder dedicated to Lincoln, but it didn't work well.

At this moment, there was a ding.

"Another mission?"

Tang Zhenglong was a little surprised, there are a lot of tasks in this game, and they are all strange tasks.

"Bless don't be a strange mission."

Mission: Change to the back and successfully defend three times,

Reward: 200 Big Mouth Points.

Punishment: 50% decrease in women's popularity

"MD, women's popularity has dropped by 50%, so how can you live?" Tang Zhenglong is about to cry, and this task is that kind of strange type, he is a striker, how can he play the back?

"System, it's too much, you're insulting the dignity of a godblade."

"The host...... Do you want dignity? ”

……

If there was no punishment, then Tang Zhenglong would definitely refuse, but this punishment was too bloody, and Tang Zhenglong could only accept it.

*****

Stevens touched his chin, the situation on the court was getting more and more unfavorable for Cologne, Lincoln sent a few through shots, if it weren't for the striker's ability to stop the ball a little worse, then Cologne should have conceded the ball by now.

Suddenly turning his head, he saw Tang Zhenglong standing beside him.

"Don, what are you doing? Do you know that you have to buy a ticket to watch the game? ”

Sweat!

"Boss, you're so humorous."

"Humor?"

This is written in an article by Claudia, who said that the stadium administrator should let Tang Zhenglong buy a ticket because he came to see the game.

Stevens looked at Tang Zhenglong, it seemed that something was wrong.

"Don, is there something wrong with you?"

Tang Zhenglong said solemnly: "Boss, now the team is so difficult, I ask to change to the back to help the team defend." ”

Boom.

Stevens couldn't believe his ears, this is what someone like Tang Zhenglong can say?

"Don, you can't stand up and kick in the back, you have to run."

"I know."

Stevens doesn't know which tendon is wrong with Tang Zhenglong, but since he is willing to help defend, it is okay, there is one more person in the midfield.

The commentator noticed that Tang Zhenglong ran to the midfield.

"Am I mistaken? Don actually returned to the midfield, could it be that he thinks that the view of the game here is better? ”

If Tang Zhenglong heard this, he would probably immediately greet and explain the whole family.

Tang Zhenglong recalled the task - successfully defended three times.

Tang Zhenglong's first thought was to pick up the leak and run to the penalty area to defend with his teammates.

"Good idea."

But soon, Tang Zhenglong became depressed, because his teammates wanted to drive him away.

"Don, don't come and do you a favor, okay?"

"Don, this is my defensive position, are you going to help the opponent?"

Another time, Tang Zhenglong almost gave Kulanyi an assist.

Tang Zhenglong wanted to cry without tears, "Didn't I just want to help?" Why discriminate against me. ”

Tang Zhenglong could only get out of the penalty area, and in front of the penalty area he noticed a person - Brazilian Lincoln.

Lincoln didn't care at first, because in today's football, it's normal for strikers to help the defense.

But soon, Lincoln realized he was wrong.

Lincoln looked at the penalty area, and after a false shot, he was about to pick a pass, but just as he picked up the instep of his foot, Tang Zhenglong appeared and blocked the ball.

“……”

Lincoln was dumbfounded, "Why didn't he eat feints?" ”

This is the same as the principle of spoon penalty, for the spoon penalty to be successful, there is a premise that the opponent is an excellent goalkeeper, if it is an amateur goalkeeper, don't play spoon penalty, it will be a joke, because the opponent's level is so low that he doesn't even know what a feint is.

Tang Zhenglong is a person who doesn't even have the most basic defensive prediction, so Lincoln's previous series of feints, Tang Zhenglong ignored them all, when you touch the ball, when I kick.

So...... Lincoln did such a beautiful feint, it was all in vain.

Ding dong!

A successful defense.

The data in the system changed, and Tang Zhenglong secretly clenched his fists, "Beautiful, I'm too powerful, please call me Makelele in the future." ”

Soon, Lincoln faced Tang Zhenglong again in front of the penalty area, he did a pedaling, and then made a look at Kuranyi, which was actually about to bounce the instep to Larsen.

As a result, Tang Zhenglong was still the same, he didn't care about Lincoln's eye feints at all, and only stared at his feet.

When Lincoln kicked out, Tang Zhenglong also kicked out.

The ball was broken again.

Stevens was stunned and successfully defended twice in a row! Could it be that Tang really has the talent to play in the back?

Stevens felt like he had been thundered, and Don was like a book written in Latin, which he would never understand.

Rangnick was also shocked, Lincoln's two feints were quite beautiful.

"The opponent's No. 99 defensive prediction is so good?"

Rangnick thinks too much, and Tang Zhenglong's defensive philosophy is that the best prediction is not to make any predictions.

It's like the best way to take a spoon penalty is to do nothing and just stand.

A good forward pass must be hidden, and at this time, Lincoln feels that his pass is like being seen through in advance, and the opponent can understand it, which has too much impact on his self-confidence.

"Could it be that you can read minds?" Lincoln was in a cold sweat behind his back.

Lincoln remembered what his teammate Paulson had said—that Asian knew witchcraft.

Lincoln was shocked, and if that were the case, he would still kick a p.