Chapter 21: The Preparatory Score of the Tragedy, Pointing to Mignolet's Hand After Scoring (Asking for a Monthly Pass)

"Hello CCTV, viewers, you are watching the match between Belgium and Hungary."

Not long after, the game was already in full swing at the Nice Stadium, and Liu Jiayuan, the commentator in front of CCTV, appeared in the commentary seat of the game again.

"This is the sixth match of the round of 16 of this European Championship and the match will be played at the Stade Nice."

"Nice was undoubtedly hot today, not only because of the importance of the game, but also because of some unpleasant events that happened before the game, and I believe everyone has paid attention."

'We saw Thibaut Courtois on the bench and Mignolet in Belgium's starting line-up, so we handed it over to the media after the game, so let's turn our attention to the venue.

“……”

On the pitch, the match between the two teams has begun.

Hungary fielded a four-two-three-one formation today, the same as Belgium.

However, they tightened the formation, leaving only striker Adam up front, and the rest of the group returned to the half of the zone to defend intensively.

This is the same as Italy and Ireland before them, who came up to put themselves in a weak position and wanted to use it to fend off Belgium's onslaught and look for opportunities on the counter-attack.

Playing to this point, all teams have become more cautious than in the group stage.

Even if they finished first in the group, Hungary was not too proud and wanted to delay the pace of the game in this way.

On the Belgian side, it is still the same old way of playing after coming up.

Everything that happened in the players' tunnel just now made everyone's faces a little unhappy, and it was considered unhappy.

Thankfully, Thibaut Courtois, who was on the bench, alleviated the disconnect and made them a little more engaged.

If Courtois had started today, they wouldn't have been comfortable anywhere.

"Bang!"

In the fourth minute of the game, Hungary blasted the first shot of the game in a not-so-good counter-attacking opportunity.

It was a long-range shot from Pinter and he looked excited today.

This team, unlike the glorious times in their history, when they were more of a technical team of passers, is now more of a hard-hitting long-range team.

Super Long Shot Team!

This is the evaluation of them by the outside world, and it is also the biggest weapon for them to get to this point.

They used a long-range shot in the group stage to kick out the place in the round of 16.

'Belgium had to be careful with Hungary's long-range shots today, which is where they are most threatening.'

CCTV commentator Liu Jiayuan is introducing to the audience and friends, and his voice is very passionate, "Lovelencic, Pinte, Zhuzak, and Gaila in their team all have such abilities. ”

And on the sidelines at this time.

Wilmots was still wearing his white shirt and suit, standing firmly on the sidelines, as if to indicate something.

He doesn't want the media to see his decline again, and he wants to tell the Belgian fans that he hasn't been knocked down and that he's going to beat Courtois and make this team better.

However, this will certainly not be understood until better results are achieved.

As Hungary continued to blast long-range shots to make Belgium's goalmouth dangerous, Belgian fans gradually let out a cry of incomprehension.

"Wilmots! Why Courtois is on the bench! ”

"What is he worth, what is Mignollet worth!"

"What the hell are you doing? Centralization? ”

"I can't understand that the best goalkeeper in our team is on the bench just because he hit Mignolet in front of the media??"

"If you lose this game, I'll see what you do!"

“……”

The voices of the fans rang out and did not affect Wilmots.

Even if he clenched his fists, he didn't look back to reply.

He had already guessed this scene and was ready to accept it.

That's the kind of incomprehension that a manager often faces, outsiders don't know what you're going through inside the team, they just look at you from an objective point of view.

This point, Wilmots has no way to reverse it for the time being, and can only hope that the team's good performance will help him relieve some of the pressure first.

"Come on! Hazard! Come on Chen Yufeng! ”

Wilmots kept muttering, hoping that the two would be able to do something for the team.

Courtois, who was sitting on the bench behind him, gritted his teeth at this time, with hatred in his eyes, and was always looking forward to the team conceding a goal.

He wanted to see this and baash the stupid Wilmots with a little more!

"Bang."

In the ninth minute, Kevin De Bruyne split the ball wide of Eden Hazard, who won a set-piece when he broke down the wing.

De Bruyne soon came to the ball, and Chen Yufeng, Lukaku and others rushed into the box, ready to scramble for the header.

It's definitely impossible to hit the goal, it's too far away and the angle is too small.

"Bang!"

De Bruyne's pass was swift and tricky, towards the back post.

Hungary made a glaring mistake in defending set-pieces this time, and the defenders in this area did not follow up, resulting in Chen Yufeng and Alderweireld being empty.

"Bang!!"

Alderweireld, who was more up front, was the first to head the ball into the far corner of the net.

"Beep!" The referee's whistle sounded quickly, and he pointed to the centre circle to signal that the goal was valid.

Seeing this scene, Alderweireld immediately rushed to the sidelines, laughed and knelt down with Chen Yufeng, and learned Chen Yufeng's signature celebration.

1 to 0!

Belgium took the lead from the start!

This time it was centre-back Alderweireld who acted as the corkscrew!

“Yeah……!”

Wilmots, who was on the sidelines, jumped up and waved his right hand excitedly.

The group stage has come so far, walking on thin ice, and every step is a heavy pressure.

He doesn't know how many times he has retreated, and he wants to continue to stand in this position and accompany the team.

Now, he has a reason to stand in this position.

The Belgian fans erupted in cheers, and Courtois on the sidelines even rolled his eyes in blatant displeasure and turned his head to the side.

This scene was recorded by the media, and there were many cameras filming at the bench, and he definitely couldn't avoid this kind of action.

However, it depends on whether anyone takes advantage of this in the future......

"Belgium is ahead! 1 to 0! De Bruyne's assist, Alderweireld's goal! ”

In the CCTV studio, Liu Jiayuan's voice sounded: "This goal is out of the line very early!" This is what Belgium wants to see! ”

"They can mobilize the Hungarian defense in the future! Get space to attack! ”

"If Hungary mishandles anything, this game could turn into a tragedy like Ireland's!"

"However, we all know that teams that enter the knockout rounds often have an extraordinary mental will! That scene shouldn't be the second time! ”

"But congratulations to the Belgian team, congratulations to Chen Yufeng! This brings them one step closer to the quarterfinals! ”

“……”

As Liu Jiayuan said, Hungary, who conceded a goal, did not look particularly frustrated, and after a little conversation, they returned to their positions, still in a state of high morale.

They have fallen into this kind of scene many times since the qualifiers for this European Championship, and in the end they have not come back step by step.

Today, in the absence of Courtois, they will certainly find some opportunities in this Belgian side.

"Beep!"

The game then began, and the Hungarian player drove the ball into the center circle, tried a quick break to no avail, and then pulled back the formation again, seemingly in no hurry.

This was actually a bit of a surprise, the Hungarian players were very clever and didn't hand over the backfield at the first time.

But the Belgian players are certainly not stupid, they have all played until now, you are not in a hurry, I am certainly not in a hurry, anyway I am ahead.

As a result, the next game was a little aesthetically fatigued.

The Belgian players moved the ball from left to right, from the front back to the back, and from the back back to the front, back and forth.

The Hungarian players kept their formation tight, never recklessly got shots, occasionally got counter-attacking opportunities, and after coming to the penalty area and shooting a long shot, they retracted the formation.

"Bang!"

In the twenty-seventh minute of the game, Chen Yufeng received the football on the right side.

After this period of competition, his fitness has reached a good point, and he can probably play the whole game now.

He didn't hide anything, since he chose to pick out the locker room incident, he must have to play a convincing performance and be worthy of what he said.

"Foul! Adam Long! Foul! ”

The Hungarian players saw that Chen Yufeng was far away from the ball and shouted at the team's left wing-back.

They saw Chen Yufeng's determined figure, and they also saw his gradual speed.

No one doesn't know that Chen Yufeng, who starts at speed, is difficult to prevent.

His success rate on the right flank is the best in the tournament so far.

Adam Lang heard the shouts of his teammates and immediately stepped back and looked for an opportunity.

The foul is also particular, and he will go up and kick Chen Yufeng down with an obvious kick, which must be a yellow card.

He had to find a good time to use unequal body contact to bring down Chen Yufeng from behind.

Soon, Chen Yufeng came to him.

Xiao Enlang watched Chen Yufeng's dazzling swaying from side to side, and he probably forgot what he was going to do in just a moment.

"Bang bang!" After the two successive touches sounded, Chen Yufeng had already wiped past him and went directly to the penalty area.

Xiao Enlang reacted after turning around, and wanted to jam Chen Yufeng for the first time.

But Chen Yufeng was obviously a little faster, leaving him with only air.

In this way, Sean Lang slammed into the air in a somewhat strange position, looking like he had deliberately put himself down.

“Ohhhhhh……”

The Belgian fans shouted as they looked out expectantly on the pitch.

After Chen Yufeng took a few steps with the ball, he saw Lukaku waiting in the middle position and passed the ball over.

Lukaku's flick on the outside of his foot cut through the Hungarian rib defence and delivered a dangerous pass.

"Card slot!!"

In the shocked eyes of the Hungarian goalkeeper, Chen Yufeng overtook Juhaz with a faster speed, came to the front of the football, and volleyed towards the goal with the outside of the ball without stopping.

The ball quickly arced past the right hand of Hungarian goalkeeper Kirali and hit the side netting.

All the members of Hungary were suddenly cast as if by spell and stood in place.

"Oh!!"

Only Chen Yufeng's venting shout sounded, and his back as he rushed to the fan area on the sidelines.

Two to zero!

His outside instep shot made it 2-0!

This is the preparatory score for the tragedy!

Chen Yufeng just wants to play a big score and use extreme joy to alleviate the discord in the team.

“Yeahhhhh……!”

The cheers of the whole stadium sounded, bathed in the joyful eyes of the Belgian fans, Chen Yufeng did not make any other gestures this time, but just pointed to the position of the backcourt.

There, Mignolet left the goal and rushed towards him.

(End of chapter)