Chapter 392: Tricked!

"It feels like it's even more exciting than the Champions League final."

The blue sky and white clouds, the sea breeze is slightly salty.

Standing in the center of the court, Chen Mo stretched his body while looking at the surrounding stands.

The Maracaibo Stadium is not a big stadium, with less than 40,000 seats in total, and the entire grandstand wraps around the football field in the shape of a doughnut.

However, it is said that there are 40,000 seats, but in fact, the number of people present is at least more than 60,000 or 70,000, and fortunately, the stadium is a single-story stand, so there will be no landslides.

On one side of the pitch were Brazilian fans in yellow-and-green jerseys, and on the other side were Argentine fans in blue-and-white jerseys.

Before the game even began, fans on both sides were already shouting deafeningly, some waving flags and beating drums to cheer for their players, and others were provoking opposing fans.

The two sides quarreled.

There is no way, Brazil and Argentina are South American duo, and the two sides are not pleasing to the eye.

Even if Messi and Ronaldo had a relationship with Xiao Luo in the original time and space, and the relationship with Neymar was so good, in fact, there are still many Brazilians who don't like Messi.

What's more, in last year's World Cup, Chen Mo and Messi personally eliminated Brazil, and in this case, Brazilians can like Argentina to hell.

"Xiao Mo! Kill these Brazilians! Otherwise, you won't go back to Argentina!! ”

At this moment, an angry roar roared in my ear, and when I looked sideways, I saw an old fat man with naturally curly short hair standing in the stands yelling at himself.

"Maradona."

Seeing the other party's appearance clearly, the corners of Chen Mo's mouth twitched.

Argentina played Brazil's Copa America final, and it was normal for the old horse to come.

To be honest, he and Maradona have a good relationship, after all, both sides drank a lot of alcohol together after the World Youth Championships and the World Cup, but the two didn't communicate much.

There's no way, Lao Ma's character is too strong, he belongs to the kind of domineering character that everyone must listen to him, and he Chen Mo is a smooth donkey.

Let's talk about it, there are many things to talk about, but you can just give orders or something, and you can't accept it.

After the World Cup last year, the two almost fought at the celebration banquet, because Lao Ma had to force Di Maria, who was already drunk, to continue drinking, and Di Maria couldn't drink, and was ridiculed by Lao Ma as a seedless sissy.

The consequence was to provoke Chen Mo, who was also drinking to the top, and directly slapped the table angrily.

At that time, everyone at the table was stunned, not to mention Di Maria, brother Messi, and even Pekerman and the president of the Argentine Football Association, Grondona, were shocked.

Who would dare to slap the table with Maradona in Argentina?

The onlookers immediately stepped forward to say good things, but at that time, both of them were drunk, and the others couldn't listen to their words at all, and a few were pushed away by Chen Mo.

However, surprisingly, Lao Ma did not do anything directly, but asked someone to bring a few bottles of unopened foreign wine to blow with Chen Mo.

Regardless of foreign wine and liquor, the consequence of blowing on the bottle is that it will all explode, and the final ending is that the two of them are holding the same trash can in the toilet and vomiting.

The next day, everyone thought that something was going to be a big problem, and even Klee spent a lot of money to hire bodyguards for Chen Mo, and hired a private jet to be ready to run away at any time, but Maradona just asked someone to send a No. 10 jersey that he had worn.

Since then, Chen Mo's relationship with Maradona has become more delicate.

said okay, in fact, every time Chen Mo returned to Argentina, he would not take the initiative to contact the other party, and Lao Ma would never take the initiative to find Chen Mo; But it's not okay, anyway, every time the media rushes out to trouble Chen Mo, Lao Ma will spray back as soon as possible, and Chen Mo will also answer Lao Ma when asked who is the first person in history.

"With this old guy's character, he is really going to lose, and he will definitely be scolded by him again when he goes back."

"Forget it, I don't have the energy to think about this, I'll finish the game first and then think about anything else."

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Mo closed his eyes and took a deep breath, slowly adjusting his emotions, and when the noisy cheering and insulting sounds in his ears gradually disappeared, he opened his eyes again, and continued to move his body lightly, but the complex emotions in his eyes had gradually subsided.

After a short time, Argentina's second captain Samuel and Ronaldo were under the auspices of the referee to decide the coin.

Brazil kicks off the ball and attacks from right to left.

With the referee's whistle, the Brazilian team's center Adriano knocked the ball back to Kaka in the middle circle, the ball was still rolling, and Chen Mo had already accelerated forward to find Kaka!

The Brazilian team is now a midfield combination of two backs and Kaka, although Kaka is not known for his organizational ability, but the other two backs are still too weak in ball organization, so the organizational hub of the Brazilian midfielder can only be Kaka!

"Hold Kaka, it's hard to get out of Brazil's attack!"

With constant thinking in his mind, Chen Mo quickly ran towards Kaka, but at this moment, Kaka made a move that made him frown instantly.

As the core of the organization, Kaka's outstretched foot did not touch the ball, but directly rolled the ball to the Brazilian team's back behind him, while he himself was moving quickly towards the side, and the Brazilian team's back took the ball and directly pushed it to the feet of Xiao Luo on the left!

"What does he want to do?"

"Wait, this is?!"

The development of things was unexpected, Chen Mo instantly became alert, and turned his head to find Xiao Luo as soon as possible, and the moment he turned his head and saw the formation clearly, he suddenly felt goosebumps rushing up his back neck!

In his vision, the Brazilian team, which has been playing 433 double-back systems since the beginning of last year's qualifiers, has changed its formation!

It became 442!

Adriano β€”β€”β€”β€” Robinho

Ronaldo, Anderson, Giroberto, Kaka.

McConn, Nardo, Juan, Alves.

Not only 442, but also 442 with two center forwards pulling sides!

With two centre-forwards on the flanks at the same time, there is no doubt that Brazil will be completely out of danger at the top of the arc, after all, there are no more attacking players there.

But here's the thing!

Adriano is 1.88 meters tall!

The physical confrontation ability is very strong, so the tactical arrangement made by Argentina before the game is to let the two backs assist the fullbacks to do the wing defense, and the two central defenders lock the top of the arc!

But now Adriano is on the side!

The top of the arc doesn't need to be locked at all!

Of course, the top of the arc does not need to be defended, and Argentina's double central defenders will not stand there like fools, and will definitely help defend the wing, otherwise Brazil will be able to get a numerical advantage on the wing, but

"It's not going to be that simple!"

"I've been hiding the starting style for so long, there must be something wrong with it!"

"The problem is"

"Mid lane?!"

As soon as the two central defenders pull away, the middle is empty!

The electric light in his brain turned sharply, and Chen Mo turned around and chased back as soon as possible!

Run towards the top of your penalty area!

Sure enough, at the moment when he turned and ran wildly, Kaka also started to run towards the top of the Argentine arc, not only Kaka, but also the two fullbacks of the Brazilian team, Alves and McConn, were also moving forward along the side!

At this time, there are only two central defenders left in the Brazilian team's backline, and only Anderson is left in the midfield!

Blitz at the beginning, all the staff press!

"You're still so sharp-minded!"

β€œ.”

Running wildly towards the top of the arc to defend, Kaka on the right side showed an uncomfortable look on his face, but Chen Mo ignored him, but his eyes flashed with some suspicious emotions.

It's weird!

Yes, it's weird!

The direction of Kaka's forward insertion is the top of the arc, and the expression on his face is also a little frustrated, everything is the same as the situation he Chen Mo judged in his mind, but the problem

"He's on the right side of the arc top?!"

Ronaldo with the ball is on the left and Kaka is on the right.

Kaka's physical fitness is not as strong as his Chen Mo, in this case, if Kaka can't squeeze to his left side, then even if Xiao Luo runs out of the passing space, because he Chen Mo is separated in the middle, Kaka can't get the ball to the top of the arc!

"What do you mean?!"

Madness was whistling in his ears, seeing that the semicircle at the top of the arc was in front of him, Kaka had not yet cut to his left side, and there was not even a sign of slowing down to catch the ball, and the doubts in Chen Mo's heart, which was running wildly, became more and more intense!

The police lights go off!

Like Ultraman's flash on the verge of losing time, Chen Mo kept dripping in his brain, but he couldn't figure out why, so he could only go to the card.

But at this moment!

Kaka, who was already cutting to the right side of the top of the arc, suddenly took another step to the right!

"This is?!"

"Damn it!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Mo's heart sank suddenly, and his eyes widened instantly!

And at this very moment,

β€œHOOO!!! Pretty!!! Ronaldinho has passed Cambiaso on the wing! He broke through with the ball! ”

"Burdisso sticks up! Oh, he can! Pretty! Ronaldinho and Adriano over there formed a wall cooperation, a beautiful two-by-one! They passed Burdisso! ”

"Ronaldinho singled out Ayala with the ball!"

"Nope! It's not heads-up! Adriano is also quickly inserting into the penalty area after hitting the wall! Brazil is going to play two on the front of the penalty area! ”

The exclamation of the commentary shook countless seagulls on the shore to take off, and in the excited shouts of the Brazilian fans in the stadium, Xiao Luo passed Cambiasso alone on the side, and then collided with Adriano to cooperate with the fullback Burdisso, and went straight to the left side of the Argentine penalty area with the ball!

At this time, only Argentine left central defender Ayala was left in front of Xiao Luo, and on the right side of Ayala there was Brazilian center forward Adriano!

Two against one!

One cut straight towards the penalty area, and the other cut diagonally from left to right, Ayala had no way to defend two at all, so he could only move sideways with his hands behind his back to follow Xiao Luo's footsteps, and at the moment when he moved his footsteps, Xiao Luo directly pushed his right foot horizontally!

In the exclamation of the fans, the ball passed through Ayala's crotch and was sent directly to the left side of the Argentine penalty area, and in the next second, Adriano rushed to pick up his right leg and pushed the far corner with an arch of his foot!

β€œGOALLLLLLL!!! The ball is in! The goal was scored by Brazil's number nine – Adriano Wrighte Ri – Bero!! Oh, my God! Seventeen seconds into the race, Brazil took the lead! O my God! I swear no one would have guessed that this would be the way this game would start! ”

'It's so strong, Ronaldinho is in better shape than before! Cambiaso was almost completely thrown off by him with a heavy shoulder! And the last kick through the crotch is also too exquisite! It's the perfect show of personal ability! ”

The commentary roared, and the Brazilian fans in the audience cheered.

"Grandma's, trick me!"

Looking at Xiao Luo and the others celebrating at the corner, a sliding tackle did not tackle the ball, but caused the whole person to slide into the net Chen Mo's face was full of depression, where could he not know that he was being tricked at this time? !

"I've been hiding for a year just to give Xiao Mo a little time at this time, the Brazilians are ruthless enough."

At the same time that Chen Mo was depressed, in the stands, Wenger, who was dressed in disguise, drank hot tea with a smile, and next to him, the assistant nodded and said: "Yes, Brazil's sudden opening change caught Argentina off guard." ”

"Change formation? No, no, no, it's not just about changing formations. ”

Wenger shook his head with a smile and moved his gaze to Brazil's coach Pereira, who was shaking his fists on the sidelines: "Brazil suddenly changed from 433 to 442 at the beginning, and the two center forwards pulled the side, which did make Argentina's central defenders have a moment of tactical confusion, but this alone cannot destroy Argentina." ”

"Is it because of Xiao Mo?"

Thinking of Chen Mo's very abrupt retreat just now, the assistant was thoughtful, and Wenger nodded: "Yes, this kid's innate sense of space is too strong, he can be very keenly aware of which area will be vacant, and he also has the ability to fill the position."

Once he goes to the top of the arc, Brazil's attack this time will not form a two-on-one, and it will be difficult to score, but Brazil has also taken that into account, so."

"Kaka?"

"Yes."

Wenger nodded and gestured his fingers: "Xiao Mo's consciousness is very strong, but he is still a human after all." How do humans make judgments? Past experiences, combined with personality, and information received in the brain at the time, will combine to determine a person's judgment.

The Brazilian team knew that Xiao Mo had a high probability of discovering their tactics at that time, and there was a high probability that they would make up for it, these things were Xiao Mo's judgments based on experience and character, and the Brazilian team could not change them, but they could change the information that Xiao Mo received in his brain at that time. And that factor that changed Xiao Mo's thinking."

"It's Kaka, they need Kaka to take Xiao Mo away! At the very least, it can't be completely blocked in Ronaldinho's forward path! ”

"That's right, so it looks like Ronaldinho swishing past two guys, then sending a crotch through the crotch, and finally Adriano finishes the goal, but it's definitely a long-planned precision tactic!"

Speaking of this, Wenger smiled with some emotion: "However, I really didn't expect Ronaldinho's character to accept this overly formulaic tactical arrangement, tsk, it seems that Xiao Mo really forced him to be anxious." ”

Arsene Wenger's expression was a little emotional.

After hitting Barcelona three times in the Champions League in three years, Wenger naturally has studied a lot of Ronaldo, one of the core of Barcelona, and this research naturally includes not only football skills, but also personality.

Ronaldo is the quintessential Brazilian player.

Many people say that the Brazilian style is lazy, but it is not lazy, laziness is a derogatory term, and the word that is more suitable for Brazilian football should be freedom.

The vast majority of Brazilian players, especially the skinny Brazilian wingers like Ronaldo and Neymar, have a hard time accepting too rigid tactics and need more space to play their own way.

They prefer to use talent to dominate the attack rather than a tight tactic, but just now, in Wenger's eyes, the tactics just now did not have any brilliant talent to speak of, and every step was a tactic that was carefully deduced before the game.

It is a good thing to be willing to accept this change, but there is no doubt that this also means that in Xiao Luo's heart, maybe talent alone can no longer defeat Chen Mo.

Wenger was thinking a lot on the sidelines, but on the field, Chen Mo didn't think about it so much.

The man was still in the net, and when he glanced at the black and white football that rolled in front of him and the corner kick behind the football, he frowned slightly, but soon his brow loosened again, and there was no emotion in his eyes, he just picked up the ball and walked towards the center circle.

(End of chapter)