In the face of the last round of penalties, the little goalkeeper who had just completed the goal walked towards the goal with his head held high.

At this moment, he is full of confidence, with a figure of less than 1.75 meters, he has walked out of the aura of 2.8 meters.

As long as this penalty kick is saved again, then the game will be nine out of ten, and Lao Tzu will finish his work in one battle!

The goalkeeper Xi Zizi thought: Gao Yuan really has two shots, the calculation is really accurate, he guessed correctly in the four penalty kicks, and the next one should be eight or nine without leaving ten, hehe, he should become famous in one fight····· Alas, wait, who is this guy on the other side?

But I saw that the person who was preparing to take the penalty on the opposite side was not the standing penalty taker of the Modu Sanjin team, and there seemed to be no information about this guy in the lofty little note.

The Magic Capital Sanjin team actually sent out a guy who usually doesn't take set-pieces at this critical moment.

Broken!

What to do?

Which way should I pounce?

The little goalkeeper couldn't help but snort, and a layer of white sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

He had already become dependent on Gao Yuan's little note, and at this time, suddenly let him rely on himself, he was completely unprepared, his mind was blank, and he had basically lost the ability to judge independently.

Seeing the opposing player, he has already set the ball, pulled out the stance, and is ready to make free throws.

In a hurry, the goalkeeper suddenly became anxious, sat on the turf, raised his hand to signal to the referee, and his shoelaces were open.

The referee had to temporarily suspend the penalty kick.

Boos erupted from the stands.

The players of the three gold medals of the magic capital also appealed to the referee, complaining that the opposing goalkeeper deliberately made trouble and disrupted the rhythm.

Seeing this scene, Han Dazui commented: "Psychological warfare, it is definitely psychological warfare, although he is the goalkeeper of the amateur team, he is very experienced, and he actually took the initiative to play psychological tactics at the most critical moment, which is not simple!" I don't know if the players who take the penalty are psychologically strong enough to be disturbed by the little tricks of the opposing goalkeeper. ”

The goalkeeper sitting on the ground, while slowly taking off his gloves and slowly tying his shoelaces, took out the small note hidden in the socks, and looked at it carefully, and sure enough, he didn't mention this person.

The goalkeeper swallowed his saliva and looked at Gao Yuan in the distance unwillingly.

saw Gao Yuan's hands spread, and he also looked helpless, and then made a gesture of "It's all up to you".

Gao Yuan is also very helpless, he is not really an unpredictable prophet, but just collects information through videos of competitions and training. Free throwsThis guy hasn't taken a penalty in public, so I don't know where he's going to kick.

The goalkeeper looked gloomy, it's over, this time he can't count on Gao Yuan, he can only rely on himself.

However, there is no bottom in this heart, and the momentum is a little weaker first, and the rescue must not be resolute. In the face of professional players, the slightest bit of resoluteness will not be able to stop the opponent's shot.

The reason why I was able to make a successful save just now is that there is no distraction in my heart, and if I still hesitate a little like in the previous rounds, this ball will definitely not be able to stop even if I guess the right direction.

In the final analysis, I still rely too much on lofty little notes. But now that there is no small note, how can I feel so unreliable!

The goalkeeper knows in his heart that in this situation, instead of judging the direction, it is the most important thing to be firm in execution.

But if the direction is wrong, the more resolute the execution, the more wrong it is?

What should I do·····

"Beep~" A whistle sounded, pulling the goalkeeper back to reality from his crankiness.

But when he saw that the referee who couldn't bear it anymore raised his hand and rewarded him with a yellow card.

"You can't kick anymore, if you want to continue to be in a daze, I'll get a red card and punish you for thinking about life off the field!" The referee threatened in anger.

The bewildered goalkeeper realized that he had been delayed for too long.

The goalkeeper of the visiting team thought about his life at this critical moment, which also attracted a lot of scolding from the stands.

The commentator of the magic capital smiled: "The goalkeeper's psychological tactics on Saturday in Quancheng seem to have been messed up, and he actually thinks about life on the court, is this the amateur goalkeeper version of Ba Shen?" ”

Han Dazui couldn't help but shake his head and said: "The goalkeeper who has been playing very well before, I don't know why he suddenly has something abnormal, if this is a psychological tactic, then it is too deep into the play, and it is completely unnecessary." ”

The goalkeeper who was warned by the yellow card turned his heart sideways: Damn it, let's pounce to the right! Self-hypnosis, just as Gao Yuan told himself.

Alas, it would be nice to be able to read minds, and be able to guess what the other person thinks. If you don't know how to do mental tricks, you can just kick the ball wherever the opponent goes·····

Damn, what kind of mess is going on in my head, what kind of mind reading and mind reading, and the fantasy novels that I read at the beginning of the year have been poisoned too deeply.

Wait, mindsetting? A flash of inspiration flashed through the goalkeeper's mind, and a bold idea came to him.

Of course, he doesn't know how to take the mind, but it seems that there is a way to affect the mental activity and disturb the other party's mind. Maybe it can make the other party mess up for a while!

At this time, the opposing penalty player has already opened up the posture and is about to shoot.

But the opposing player, who was about to run, suddenly stopped on his feet, because he saw a strange scene.

I saw that the opponent's goalkeeper, who had been in a state of mind, suddenly made a strange move. He pointed to the left side of the goal, smiling and winking at himself.

What is this for? What do you mean? Why did you kick and kick and suddenly secretly send autumn waves to yourself?

Lao Tzu is a straight man of steel, and he is not interested in men!

But after a while, the penalty team player figured it out, and it turned out that the opponent was hinting at himself, no, making himself clear, and kicking to the left side of the goal.

Cut, neurotic! Why did Lao Tzu do what you said? Lao Tzu wants to come in the opposite direction and kick to the right side of the goal!

The penalty player was about to kick when he suddenly felt shocked and froze.

Wait a minute! This could be a trap.

No matter how amateurish and stupid the other party is, he will definitely not tell himself the direction of the rescue in advance, and there will be a demon when something goes wrong! So there is only one truth, and that is that he knows that he will definitely not do what he says.

Then he will pounce on the right side of the goal.

Yes, it must be. Hmph, bastard, I almost got cheated by you!

The free-thrower reopened his stance and ran up, but at the moment of running, a thunderbolt flashed in his mind.

Wrong! It's not that simple!

This could be a serial set!

He did it so obviously, he must have guessed that he would not be so easily fooled, and there must be an ambush behind him.

So will he pounce on the left side of the goal?

But what if not?

The penalty player's mind was in chaos, and his body froze in place involuntarily.

"Squeak~~~"

The shrill whistle sounded again. The referee raised his hand and rewarded the penalty taker with a yellow card.

The referee who pulled out the cards was still furious: "What's the matter with you guys? Did you take the wrong medicine? One didn't defend just now, and now one suddenly doesn't kick, is it really air when I'm a referee? If you two mess with me again, I swear, I'll get a red card! I've had enough of this game, and I don't have one to worry about! ”

The referee who enforced the game was also unlucky, and he was hit by all the bad things, and he held back the whole game, and finally couldn't bear to break out completely.

The tiger doesn't wield, you guys treat me as hellokitty!

The referee scolded and thought angrily, I don't know if there is a precedent in the history of human football for a red card in the penalty process, if he really does this, will he be recorded in the history of football.

There was also an uproar in the stands, noisy, and talking.

"What's going on? Why didn't you kick this penalty halfway through?"

"I don't know, just now I saw that the goalkeeper seemed to point to the left side of the goal, I don't know if I want to pounce that way"

"How can you clearly tell the other party which way you want to pounce, isn't this blatant match-fixing?"

"So, I think it's a trap, he must be lying"

"You're not a roundworm in someone's stomach, how do you know you're lying, maybe people just have the confidence to play cards with you? Didn't you see that everyone guessed the right direction three times? ”

"That's not the reason for the other person to tell the other party, I still think he must have pounced on the right side of the goal"

"Left"

"Right"

"Do you bet?"

"Bet on it, who's afraid of whom?"

"Whoever says it wrong is streaking around the stadium"

"I'm afraid of you, there is a kind of whoever loses who eats three catties of"

"You wait, I'll pull it for you later, it's steaming and absolutely fresh"

"Fuck your uncle, it must be on the left"

"Right"

·······

The Modu commentator on the commentary bench shook his head and sighed: "The penalty players of the Modu Sanjin team looked a little hesitant, as if they were interfered by the opponent's goalkeeper. The opponent's goalkeeper is so cunning, using the simplest way to give the opponent an unsolvable problem, how to choose, it is really a sweat for the penalty team! However, his pause may also be an interference to the opposing goalkeeper, the two sides are fighting wits and courage, and the brave wins when they meet on the next road. ”

Han Dazui was very excited: "This penalty shootout is simply a microcosm of the whole game, with ups and downs and suspense, and the two sides come and go. It's like a detective suspense drama, you never guess what will happen in the next second, isn't that the charm of a football game? However, if you have a history of heart disease, high blood pressure, etc., I sincerely advise you, turn off the TV, and give your heart a vacation, such stimulation may not be able to bear. After all, while football is precious, life is more valuable. ”

“·········”

The commentator of the magic capital silently said in his heart: "Why did you start running the train with your mouth full again, Mr. Han, you are really the legendary handsome for only three seconds."

On the field, the main penalty players of the Magic Capital Sanjin team were about to explode on the spot.

Who am I? Where am I? Which way should I kick TM?

The free-thrower sets the ball and slowly backs away, backs, backs, and keeps back.

In the doubtful eyes of the whole stadium and outside, he withdrew from the absolutely long enough running distance.

Everyone is blinded, is this guy trying to walk backwards back to the locker room?

The referee also stared at him with an unkind face, his hand had already touched the pocket of the card, and he secretly said in his heart: This kid is really on the verge of death crazy temptation! You have a kind of continue to be a demon, and if you go back, Lao Tzu's red card is already hungry and thirsty!

The penalty player is bitter, he is also buying himself a little time to think by stepping back, and the current situation can drag on for him for a second, because he really can't make up his mind which way to play.

But when he saw the referee not far away, with a tigerish look on his face, as if he was ready to take out a red card at any time, he knew that he couldn't wait any longer, and he had to make a decision now, immediately, immediately!

There's no way, take a gamble.

When the penalty player starts and takes the first step, he decides to kick to the right side of the goal, but when the second step is taken, he feels as if the left is the right choice, and in the third step, the opponent has already pointed to the left, if he still kicks there and is saved, wouldn't he be the biggest fool in the world? In the fourth step, he changed his mind again·····

In the end, even he couldn't figure out what he wanted to kick over there.

"Bang" the ball was shot out, and I don't know where it will fly.

The moment the ball flew out, the goalkeeper made a save. He was resolute and pounced to the left side of the goal, which was exactly where his finger was directed.

In fact, the small goalkeeper is not as complicated as the penalty taker thinks, and the reason why he informs the direction of the save in advance is partly because he wants to try to disrupt the opponent's deployment and rhythm, but more importantly, set a direction for himself and give himself a save target.

To be a man, you must pay attention to integrity, and the manly husband spits and smashes a pit, saying that he will pounce on that side.

The little goalkeeper did what he said and swooped resolutely to the left side of the goal. Originally, he didn't have much hope, but he didn't expect the ball to really fly towards him!

And this ball, dangling, not much power, and not too awkward, is the best half-high ball to save.

Nonsense, the penalty team players are hesitant like that, it's good if you don't hit the ball directly, and if you can shoot well, then there is a ghost!

The little goalkeeper took the ball off and pressed it in his arms.

"Wow~~~"

Unlike the last save that was silent, this time the pitch exploded inside and outside.

Sighs of disappointment, angry invective, noisy discussions, and unwilling roars were intertwined and merged into a noisy ocean.

There was also some cynicism after winning a bet.

"Who just said that you want to eat three catties of, wait, and I'll pull you to Xiang!"

In stark contrast to the clamor of loss, the crowd in Springs City roared with excitement to the extreme.

"Ahhh!!!!h

All words can no longer express their feelings at this time, and they can only use the cry from the chest to vent their passion.

As the coach, Gao Yuan is also crazy, his blood is surging at the moment, his face is already red, and he doesn't know that he just drank two catties of liquor, which is definitely more than 50 degrees.

Gao Yuan searched his stomach and wanted to praise the goalkeeper's outstanding performance with the most gorgeous words, but under the excitement, the thousands of words that poured into his mouth seemed to be insufficient to describe the goalkeeper's divine performance. In the end, thousands of words were gathered into one word that could best express his mood at this time:

"Awesome!"