"Go!!"

Suke shouted excitedly.

However, what he saw was Masložić, with the interference of the defenders, directly falling and eating.

Yes~~~~~~!!

Suke rubbed his head in annoyance.

It's all fed to your mouth, and you can't eat it?

Masložić stood up awkwardly, a little afraid to look at Suke.

The ball that penetrated the defence was brilliant and Masloci only needed a soft lead forward to create a one-on-one situation.

But he screwed up.

However, this pass also made many people turn their heads and look at Su Ke in surprise.

How can their short center forward have such a good passing ability?

It's not just passing, it's the big picture in the game.

That's quite a talent.

Even Oripe on the field blinked his eyes and muttered to himself:

"Should I let him play in midfield?"

It's impossible for Suker to play in midfield.

Not only is the midfielder not having a market for future football tactics, but it is also far from the goal.

The current Suker is developing a new ability and a pass-oriented support character.

But he still wants to be a one-shot goal-scoring character.

All the changes are made to make up for the physical gap and allow him to adapt better to the professional game.

When he grows taller, hum...

Suke's eyes lit up, and he felt that his future was open.

"Come again! Again! Again! ”

Suke urged to keep kicking.

Now he's just getting his groove and he's playing so well that he doesn't want to be cut off at this moment.

The crowd is back in the middle of the game.

And after such a cooperation, the cooperation on Su Ke's side became smoother and smoother.

Luka Modric is a talented midfielder in his own right, and he has a better sense of the situation on the pitch than anyone here, and even if he doesn't play very seriously, he still puts the defence under pressure.

Mlinar was a little uncomfortable at first, but with the cooperation between Suker and Modric, he also followed suit, and gradually began to join in, and even began to evolve into a three-person linkage picture.

And when the three completed the coordination of the pass, even the two wings and the back line gradually began to press forward.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

It's the sound of the ball rubbing against his boots, and with every pass, Suker chooses to touch the ball with one foot, at most two.

The whole process was extremely smooth.

Even if something goes wrong at some point, when the ball gets to the feet of Suker, Mlinar and Modric, the situation calms down instantly.

The three ball-handling core players radiated their influence to the whole team, and at this point, the offensive fangs were gradually revealed.

Suker turned his head to look at his teammates and the defense on either side, and he took the initiative to retreat again.

Seeing Suker's movements, the central defender Kobaro, who had previous experience, immediately chased after him.

At this point, Modric passed the ball to Suker, who had no intention of stopping the ball at all and knocked it back.

This decisive kick knocked back to Cobaro, who was coming from behind, to a deflated.

Suke turned his head to look at Cobaro, grinning and baring his white teeth.

For some reason, Cobaro always found the smile a little hateful.

Luka Modric had already moved the ball to the wing, and Suker immediately stepped in to get there.

Witolic saw Kobaro, who was attached to Suker, and opted to pass the ball back to Modric.

Modric stuffed a kick to Suker, Cobaro immediately pounced, and Suker kicked back.

"Why do you keep sending back!"

Kobaro threw himself into the air and shouted dissatisfied.

Su Ke shrugged: "Then don't press it!" ”

Kobaro pouted, didn't press forward, waited for you to pass the ball?

At this point, Modric actually passed the ball to Suker again.

Cobarro couldn't take it anymore and saw him start suddenly, this time running with all his might, trying to intercept Suke before he did.

But Suker did not wait where he was, but took the initiative to meet the ball and retreat.

Both of them were rushing towards the ball at great speed, and looking at the ball in front of them, Suke used the arch of his left foot to flick it lightly to the outside.

The ball rolled to the left, and Suker immediately turned and pulled away from the reverse of the pass.

Cobaro swooped in again, and his attention followed the ball and he didn't see it at all, as Suker was on the same level as him, adjusting in small steps.

In the area on the left, Mlinar came here very smoothly, and his next task was very simple.

Use the space pulled out by Sukra to directly stuff a through ball.

Sure enough, at the moment when Mlinar stuffed the ball, Suke suddenly started and stepped forward at high speed.

"Beaten through again?"

"Block him!"

The defenders on both sides quickly approached, and the goalkeeper also abandoned the goal, trying to expand the blocking area as much as possible.

Theoretically, Suker's shot angle is very demanding.

But... Who says you have to shoot?

Suker was moving forward from the middle to the left, while also pulling all the defensive force to the left, with only one full-back in the middle.

And what Suker has to do next is very simple.

A simple fake shot sent the opponent on his back, while Suker gently stepped on the ball with his right foot to stop the ball in place, while he continued to kill to the left, while also pulling away most of the defense.

But they didn't notice Modric behind Suker.

The pair formed a cross-run, with Modric snatching the ball away from Suker and slotting it away from a full-back goalkeeper who was only guarded by full-backs.

The ball goes into the net.

"Wow!!"

The moment Suke saw the goal, he jumped up excitedly.

At the same time, the players of the attacking side were exclaimed.

Even Mlinar held his head in disbelief.

Is this really the offense they played?

It's simply not too detailed.

Suker and Modric, how many consecutive cross-runs and tentative passes, smoothly pass the ball into the danger zone.

Of course, Suker's diagonal forward insertion and stepping on the ball are also very imaginative.

And Modric's ability to read Suker's mind is also crucial.

"These two guys... Hell yes! ”

Oripe still had a shocked look on his face.

If it weren't for the dilapidated stadium, he would have thought he was watching Arsenal play.

The main reason is that this attack is too smooth, almost one pass throughout the whole process, and the defensive force is also pulled away as much as possible before the goal.

Here Suker and Modric seem to have formed some kind of tacit understanding.

The combination of these two makes the goal so smooth.

"Luo Teng Ma Siqi, you leaked again!"

"Obviously you didn't watch it!"

"I've been keeping an eye on it."

"Then you didn't hold him either!"

The defender was a little upset, mainly because he was being played like a dog by the opponent, and no one was happy.

"Okay, don't argue, don't forget, we're a team!"

Mlinar came over to play the round, and this sentence made them feel better.

Yes!

They are a team, and the fact that the strikers are good means that they are also good, and it is not them who are slipped away in the game anyway.

Soon, everyone began to discuss excitedly.

Mostar Rangers used to play defensive counter-attacks, simple and brutal tactics.

This subtle tactical coordination, this gorgeous tacit understanding of the running position makes them feel very comfortable.

Even Modric stood stunned.

He felt the previous cooperation carefully.

There was no mistake, everybody was where they should have been, everybody's movement was part of the goal.

And among them, the short striker named Suker connected it all.

It's an amazing feeling!

Modric didn't feel that way at the FC Mostar Zlinjski FC he played.

You know, it's a Super League team!

Although the intensity is higher than this kind of amateur football, this kind of combination can also be used at that level.

The most important thing is the control of the rhythm and the smoothness.

Luka Modric was silent, he hadn't played such smooth football for a long time since his move to Bosnia and Herzegovina.

He used to complain that his teammates were pigs and didn't understand his movement and passing intentions.

But the cooperation that was not played in the Super League was actually played in an amateur football that met for the first time?

What is the problem here?

Is it your own problem or that of your teammates?

Modric was mired in deep self-doubt.

"Hey! Give a high-five! ”

At this moment, a voice rang out.

Modric looked down and saw that Suker was raising his hands and laughing; "You're amazing, your passing is amazing."

Modric's face turned red.

It's obviously this guy who leads the attack.

Su Ke looked at the hooded young man in front of him and asked a little stiffly, "Are you not feeling well?" Are you a player? Interested in playing with us? ”

Su Ke immediately initiated the invitation.

Modric nodded, then shook his head again.

Su Ke didn't know why.

But Modric turned around and shook his head and said, "I'm leaving." ”

"Gone?"

Su Ke hurriedly said, "I haven't kicked enough." ”

Modric turned his head to look at Suker, and suddenly said; "You... Should play in midfield. ”

Su Ke was stunned for a moment, this sentence is not the right mouth, but it can be regarded as Modric's advice to himself.

'I'm more able to run off the ball, I just don't have a good midfielder to pass the ball to. Su Ke laughed and said, "I'm the top scorer in the second division. ”

Luka Modric: "The top scorer in the second division can't score a single goal in the Super League. ”

Su Ke was stunned, whether this guy can chat or not, I have praised you, and you can't praise each other in business.

A hint of displeasure was evident on Suke's face.

Modric knew that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately said; "Sorry, I didn't mean that, but... That's the truth! ”

Suke: "......"

Alas!

Suke sighed, raised his arm and wanted to pat Modric's head, but found that he couldn't reach it, so he could only retreat and pat his shoulder, saying; "We have time to play, and we train here every Tuesday."

"Tuesday?" Modric nodded and said; "I see."

With that, turn and leave.

Suker looked at the back of Modric's departure, raised his eyebrows slightly, a thoughtful look appeared on his face, and finally showed a knowing smile.