Chapter 63: Dancing on the Tip of the Knife

After the players from Porto and Arsenal came out to say hello, it was time for the pre-match photo session.

Zhang Desheng was wearing the No. 9 jersey representing the absolute main striker, and naturally stood in the C position when taking pictures, and he would not talk about any low-key things in this kind of matter.

But it's a pity that CCTV did not broadcast today's game, and only Hong Kong and Macau TV stations chose to broadcast it, which also means that only some of the two regions can rub this game.

At this time, the audience in Guangdong, Hong Kong and Macao, for the first time, can perfectly substitute the perspective of a player on the field, and watch the Champions League game with a team as the absolute home team.

This sense of substitution and participation is too important, a Champions League game without Chinese, and a Champions League game with Chinese starters, that seems to be absolutely heaven and earth.

So this kind of competition really feels that it's worth staying up late, that is, my girlfriend/wife agreed to stay up late so smoothly, and even willing to watch it with me, I always feel that something is wrong?

But this will be Guangdong, Guangdong, Hong Kong and Macao fans can't control so much, everyone can't wait, while looking forward to Zhang Desheng's performance.

Finally, when the players on both sides were in place, everyone's expectations turned into the most straightforward voice - "Come on!" ”

The starting line-ups of both sides (written in the writer's words) -

Zhang Desheng was already standing in the midfield at this time and was ready to kick off, and for a while all the shots were given to this too young No. 9.

"Porto put on the number 9 for him?"

Arsene Wenger stood on the sidelines and looked at the black-haired and yellow-skinned striker, and secretly asked if he wanted to try another £6 million?

It's really not good, why don't you just sell some people and make it together?

At this time, if he knew that Ferguson had reported 10 million pounds once in the summer, but it was still thrown into the trash by Zhao Yuting, it was estimated that he would have died of this heart.

"Joke, Peter Pan is 25 million pounds, and it will be lower than this offer in the future, don't pay attention to it anymore!"

Zhao Yuting scoffed at these offers, believing that Zhang Desheng would definitely be able to impress in the Champions League, and he would not want to watch the £25 million by then.

Zhang Desheng, who didn't know that his value had been marked by his boss to start at £25 million, didn't finish his second touch outside the kick-off until two minutes later.

But before he could do a good job, the football was stabbed out of the sideline by the extremely fast Cole leg in the next second.

"Bastard, you're pretty fast!"

It was the first time that Zhang had seen someone barely keep up with his movements, and immediately shouted for Costinha to pass the ball to him.

Costinha hesitated, but dropped the ball over.

After the opening of Deco's side, he was plastered to death by his fellow Brazilians like a dogskin plaster.

Seeing this, Ashley Cole wanted to go around to Zhang Desheng to grab the ball, but soon found that no matter how he moved his feet, he was always stuck behind by the opponent one step ahead, and he couldn't grab the front several times?

After Zhang Desheng unloaded the ball with his chest, he suddenly turned around with contempt in an attempt to pass Kerr so easily.

Ashley Cole only felt that he had suffered a great humiliation, you kid dare to turn around like this, do you think you don't exist?

He immediately stepped forward to block his position, and at the same time pressed with his own body, he could feel that this little guy was not as strong as himself.

Zhang Desheng's strength is indeed inferior to that of the other party, but no one thought that he would be so bold.

This was the first time he really took the ball, and as a result, he not only dared to ignore Cole behind him and force a turn, but even stabbed the ball towards the opponent's small door in the process.

"You dare!"

Ashley Cole didn't expect the other party to dare to play like this, even if he reacted quickly at this moment, he still couldn't block the ball from the small door in time, and he was actually pierced?

Zhang Desheng knows very well that when it comes to real speed and technique, he is not as good as the full-back in front of him now.

But he has a reflex that is incredibly fast, as well as an unparalleled composure.

So this kind of seemingly bold move, which will repeat Quaresma's mistakes when he makes a mistake, is the most suitable for him to use against these famous stars in this kind of tournament.

This time he had clearly won the bet, and the humiliating stab made Cole panic for a moment.

So when he reacted and turned around to grab it, Zhang Desheng had already pulled him aside with his arm and began to overtake and get the ball to break through from the side.

Arsenal's backline also didn't expect Ashley Cole to be breached like this, but thankfully they didn't play aggressively in the opening stages to allow for some reaction.

Keown, as the anchor of the backline, although his age is a little unable to keep up with the pace of young people, his rich experience and excellent command ability still make Wenger choose to trust him in the competition.

This time, he blocked Zhang's lane in advance, intending to buy time for Cole's pursuit.

"What's the use of you in advance, I'm kicking it all indiscriminately!"

Zhang's reaction came into play at this moment, and he knew that continuing to dribble forward would definitely be delayed a little by the old Keown, and that time would be enough for the crazy Cole to catch up again.

At this time, he has two options, one is to pass the ball to his teammates, and the other is to shoot from distance right away.

If it is an ordinary person, when you think about what to do in such a short time, it is estimated that the daylily will be cold.

But Zhang Desheng made a judgment in an instant, he was directly more than 40 meters away from the goal, and it was close to the right side, and he directly kicked an unreasonable and unreasonable volley with the outside of the right foot!

"Fuck, shot?"

"Hell, what's going on in his head?"

At this moment, the players on both sides, the fans, including the respective head coaches, did not expect Zhang Desheng to make such a bold choice.

But the problem is that the football that was pumped by him actually drew an outrageous banana-like arc halfway through, and bypassed several players at a very high speed, heading straight for the top left corner of the goal.

The old goalkeeper He-Man was stupid when he saw this ball, just now he was moving to the left side of the goal (the right side of Zhang Desheng) according to the normal people's thinking, because he felt that even if there was a fool who shot directly at that position, it was time to hit him in his current position.

But how could he have thought that Zhang Desheng would shoot with the outside of his right foot, this is definitely not a choice that normal people can make, so he didn't even react, he could only turn his head to look at the other side of the goal.

"Oh no, the arc didn't come back!"

Zhang Desheng felt it when he shot the ball, because he could feel that the part and the force of his shot were perfect.

But the problem is that he ignores the distance, and the ball is more than 40 meters away.

When the banana arc he kicked out was drawn to the penalty area, the strength was obviously a little uncontrollable, and as soon as the force was unloaded, the original C became L, and it was directly out of the goal and smashed on the billboard behind!

"TMD, it's still not enough!"

Zhang Desheng was so angry that he stomped his feet, if the power of this ball was greater, then he would be able to kick the arc out of a perfect C-shape, what a failure!

"What to see, I'll play next time!"

Zhang Desheng turned around in frustration, and happened to see Cole who chased him behind his butt and was looking at the goal with a look of verbal violence.

The kick, which made the managers on both sides cover their hearts, obviously shook Ashley Kerr as well.

"You ......"

Ashley Cole played trash talk and won too much, mainly because he couldn't talk back.

Although Zhang Desheng didn't score this goal, he broke through his small goal from a strong turn, and then suddenly hit the goal with his feet during the breakthrough, including the ultra-long instep shot that was not outrageous in the end.

The whole process is indeed a very threatening attack, and it is estimated that it will become a top five goal of the year, and the key is that everything starts with teasing him.

This naturally made Cole speechless, and he couldn't get over it at all.

He had to let this hateful Chinese know how powerful he was, and he would never let his guard down again.

"Sneak attack?"

Zhang Desheng didn't know that Kerr would think so, what he said earlier about "dancing on the tip of the knife" was actually using all kinds of adventurous close attacks to force Ashley Cole.

But this kind of hard come is not to fight speed, not to fight for body, not even to fight for technology, but to fight for reaction!

He knows very well that against a real star-level opponent, he will not be able to take advantage of it in terms of explosive speed or skill at his feet.

But he just reacted and acted very fast, so he simply took the ball and rushed up to Cole for a close-quarters heads-up, and then used the most unpretentious stepping, dialing, picking, buckling, and cutting, and made a hard break in front of Cole.

Isn't Cole famously quick and accurate?

At this time, he just wants to force the opponent to break the ball, because as long as the opponent has a kick, it is to fight for whose action rate is faster, whose reaction speed is faster, and even who can make faster strains in the electric light.

After a patient kick in the midfield, Porto saw that they could not seduce the Arsenal defence, and De Collo hesitated to pass the ball to Zhang Desheng, who retreated to receive it.

Ash Ricole was obviously in a face-saving mood this time, and he didn't even intend to give him a chance to turn around, while holding up from close quarters, while looking for an opportunity to break the ball with his feet.

"Lao Tzu's 99+++ dual reaction, with 99++ calmness, can you beat me?"

Zhang Desheng is not afraid that Ashley Cole will not kick, but he is afraid that the opponent will play too smart and cautious.

If this guy keeps his distance and jams his inside cutting route, then with the opponent's explosiveness and speed, especially the speed of the on-the-spot counter-robbery, he is really difficult to handle.

But now, come and dance with Lao Tzu again!

Porto starting line-up –

Capjo (82, 1972, 183 cm), Jan Kauskas (83, 1975, 191 cm), Zhang Desheng (79, 1985, 182 cm)

Maniche (85, 1977, 173 cm), Deco (89, 1977, 176 cm), Costina (84, 1974, 181 cm)

Valente (82, 1974, 180 cm), Costa (82, 1971, 188 cm), Carvalho (85, 1978, 182 cm), Ferreira (84, 1979, 181 cm)

Baia (84, 1969, 184cm)

Arsenal starting line-up –

Front: Henry (93, 1977, 188cm), Sylvain Wiltord (84, 1974, 173cm)

Midfielders: Pires (87, 1973, 187cm), Vieira (91, 1976, 191cm), Gilberto Silva (88, 1976, 188cm), Ljungberg (88, 1977, 176cm)

Back: Ashley Cole (86, 1980, 172 cm), Martin Keown (81, 1966, 185 cm), Saul Campbell (87, 1974, 188 cm), Lauren Ettame (84, 1977, 180 cm)

Goalkeeper: David Seaman (83, 1963, 192 cm)

(End of chapter)