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Chapter 71 It Doesn't Matter, I Will Shot
"Audience and friends, welcome to the Istanbul Stadium in Turkey, where the final of the 19th FIFA U-20 World Cup is about to start. This is the first time that the U-20 World Cup will be held in Turkey. After the 1985 World Cup, the event will be held in Europe for the second time, where France U20 and England U20 will compete for the championship trophy.

At present, the Argentine team has won the most World Youth Championships. The Pampas Eagles have won the championship six times, followed by Brazil, which has won the championship five times. Portugal has twice, Ghana, Spain, Yugoslavia, and Germany once each. Today Regardless of who wins, France and England will achieve zero breakthroughs in the history of their respective teams. This will also be the seventh time a European team has won the U6 World Cup, still behind the South American team that has won 7 times. "

"French U20's performance in this World Youth Championship is extremely eye-catching. In the semi-finals, they scored twice with midfielder Weiletou, and finally defeated Ghana U2 1-20, thus joining the final with England U20.

But unfortunately, defender Udidi got a red card in the semi-finals and missed the battle. Without this defensive champion, the French U20, whose defense line is not stable, will undoubtedly make the situation worse. Fortunately, the French U20 has talents in the frontcourt The abundance allows their attack line to bloom more, and against the weak defense of the England team, the two sides are very likely to stage a goal battle. "

"Compared with France U20, England's U20 promotion process is not easy. Although there are 5-2 Iraq and 6-1 South Korea, they won quite thrillingly whether they faced Paraguay or Uruguay.

Lin Yun almost arranged all the team's goals, and almost single-handedly brought the England team to the final, so the task for the French team today is very simple and very arduous. "

In England's dressing room, except for Lin Yun, everyone was nervous, including head coach Peter Taylor.

From losing a game in the fifth session to directly entering the finals, this kind of progress made everyone feel like they were in a dream. A group of people prayed, listened to songs, and chatted. Anyway, they are all using their own methods to relieve anxiety.

Kane acted quite calm, but he was just pretending. In fact, he didn't know how nervous he was.

He looked at Lin Yun, who was sitting on the chair bouncing the ball back and forth with his feet, and couldn't help saying, "Lin, are you really not nervous at all?"

Lin Yun kicked the ball hard with his left foot, and then headed the ball towards him.

Originally, I wanted him to use his head to come back, but I didn't expect this guy to pick it up with both hands and hug the ball in his arms.

Lin Yun said helplessly, "You don't look nervous either."

Kane said as a matter of course: "I'm boring."

"...Brother, this is not a good word," Lin Yun shook his head, "When you have scored at home in Bayern Munich, Juventus, and Barcelona, ​​and even performed a hat-trick in the Champions League final, you will find out ..."

"Okay, okay," Kane threw the ball to him irritably, "Forget that I asked the wrong person."

Peter Taylor came over and clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, "Guys, it's the final! We all know how difficult it is to get to this point. France is not an easy opponent, but we have to let them know, We are the strongest..."

After he bawled a lot, it was the player representative's turn to speak.

Peter Taylor was depressed to find that when Lin Yun walked among all the people, everyone showed a higher degree of concentration, as if he was just a coach just to warm up the atmosphere or play around, and Lin Yun's words were the real pre-match mobilization.

What kind of horse is called prestige?Even if he just yawned in public, everyone seemed to be able to get incredible strength from it.

After all, it was his first time as the captain in the finals. Lin Yun still attached great importance to it, and made sufficient preparations beforehand: asked his mother to help him write the speech...

Isabella is also a smart little ghost, and gave him a bad idea: what Wenger said before the Champions League final, can you just copy it?
Lin Yun expressed reproach and contempt for her behavior without copyright awareness, and then chose to listen to her mother.

"It's today!"

As soon as Lin Yun opened his mouth, everyone was shocked.

"To be honest, I didn't expect that we would go so far before we started, and reaching the final is actually a huge victory, but the moment I stepped into Istanbul, I knew it was today.

No one believed us because we hadn't even won a single U20 World Cup in over ten years!
But I can tell you what will happen today. You are very nervous, looking forward to it, and anxious. Some people have even forgotten how to breathe, but all this is normal. You just need to know, 120 minutes After that, we'd be on the podium, Blatter would hang the medals around our necks, we'd bring that damn championship trophy back to England, it was as simple as that..."

"Clap clap clap..."

The teammates were still very face-saving, and everyone applauded warmly. The whole team was full of fighting spirit at this moment.

Enter the player channel, the two sides stand side by side, ready to enter the field.

Almost everyone in the French U20 looked at Lin Yun intentionally or unintentionally.

Lin Yun looked up, his eyes were dark.

"It's a great spectacle..."

Pogba came over and bumped his fists enthusiastically, "I knew that as long as we keep winning, we will always meet you."

"It seems that you are ready?"

"Of course," Pogba grinned as if to show off how white his teeth are. "It's not easy for you to win the championship, Lin."

"It's okay, it's a little bit harder..."

Now that we have all arrived in Istanbul, it would be rude not to visit the Milan Protection Association. Lin Yun continued: "No matter how difficult it is, it can't be more difficult than Liverpool, right?"

"..."

The commentators in the studio are naturally not good birds. They are frantically explaining the miracle of Istanbul to new fans. They didn't introduce the starters of both sides until the players of both sides came out.

"Both teams are 4-4-2.
Look at the French team first.

Goalkeeper: 1-Arreola;

Defenders: 2-Fourquier, 4-Zouma, 14-Sarr, 12-Digone;
Midfielder: 8-Kondogbia, 6-Pogba, 17-Wei Letu, 20-Taufan;
Forwards: 9-Sanogo, 11-Baebek.

The England team is still the double striker of Lin Yun and Kane.

Goalkeeper: 1-Johnstone;
Defenders: 20- Garbutt, 8- Cole, 16- Thorpe, 14- Stones;

Midfield: 6-Coady, 17-Luke Wei, 21-Ross Barkley, 5-Dell;

Forwards: 9-Harry Kane, 10-Lin Yun. "

"The top scorer in the history of the World Youth Championship is Saviola. The Argentine striker nicknamed Rabbit scored 2001 goals in the World Youth Championship in 11. This record was not broken by Lin Yun until the last game, so Lin Yun The history created is not only leading the England team to the final, but also breaking the personal scoring record that has been dusty for 12 years. Now let's see if he will raise this record to a terrifying height that is insurmountable by latecomers .”

Both sides played very cautiously in the opening stage. After 10 minutes, Pogba and Kane took long shots respectively, and both were easily confiscated by the goalkeeper.

Lin Yun was once again treated as a two-team team and one assisted defense.

Although he was not immobilized, he was successfully restrained by the opponent. Of course, the French U20 will not be much easier because of this. After all, Lin Yun alone restrained three people. How big a loophole they left in defense One can imagine.

Lin Yun and Pogba are different from others. It can even be said that they are different from many players in previous World Youth Championships. Others regard the World Youth Championship as an important platform, hoping to soar here and improve their personal skills. At the same time, they are well-known and attract the attention of all the scouts here. Lin Yun and Boba have long been the faces of the younger generation in the Premier League and Serie A. For them, the World Youth Championship is at most just the icing on the cake.

But even so, the attitudes of the two are also different.

Pogba was eager for revenge and played very hard, almost treating the game as a real World Cup final.

Lin Yun, on the other hand, is a little more "indifferent". Whether he is the captain or a teammate, he is quite willing to help others, so he basically tries to open up space for his teammates and take away defensive players, actively supporting the team. They create opportunities.

In terms of rationality, his approach is more reliable, and it is more scientific than domineeringly occupying all shooting rights for the sake of brushing data.

Unfortunately, 10 minutes later, only Kane's shot in the England team was considered a bit standard.

After 20 minutes, the French team played more and more smoothly. They have tested England's goal four times, and even almost broke through the goalkeeper's five fingers with two kicks. Fortunately, the Istanbul Stadium is really good for the Premier League team. The post and crossbar helped England escape a double siege.

However, the England team wanted to stretch their hips more and more, and the football was even unable to play in the midfield for a time. They could only barely complete a few counterattacks that were not considered counterattacks by relying on rotten long passes.

"Lin Yun was successfully restrained. The French team played well. It will be a matter of time before this continues... Just finished speaking, the French team came again, and it was Pogba! The Juventus midfielder is very happy today. Active, well, it seems that this time he decided to come by himself!"

Pogba rushed out of the double-teaming of Dell and Thorpe abruptly, and volleyed vigorously in the face of the attacking goalkeeper John Stone.

Johnstone only had time to stretch out his hand, and the football flew in from the left side of the goal.

1-0.
"GOAL!!! In the 21st minute of the game, the frantic bombing of the French team finally came to fruition!
Pogba rushed forward from the backcourt. After receiving a pass from his teammate in the penalty area, he broke through the defense of the two England defenders and made a volley. "

Owen sighed: "The overall strength of England's U20 is indeed far behind that of France. You must know that they have basically represented the highest level of players in this age group of the two countries. There will also be a gap in the contest..."

Lineker looked distressed, "Lin Yun must do something, whether as the captain or as the main striker, he must score a goal as soon as possible! Others must also stand up to help Lin share the pressure. It's not his own, Lin is indeed trustworthy, but this is not a reason for others to evade responsibility!"

Lin Yun looked at the dejected faces around him, and tens of thousands of beasts rushed past in his heart.

It's almost 10 against 8. Brothers, you just played like this, are you sorry for me?

Looking at his eyes that hate iron and steel, the teammates not only did not feel guilty, but were full of expectations.

If the content in their gazes is translated, it is estimated that more than half of the three meow fans in the world will be pissed off.

"Are you ready to explode?"

"Stop playing, it's time to be serious!"

"It's time to let them see how powerful the captain is!"

"It's your time again bro!"

Anyway, all of them are spoiled and just want to wait to be taken away.

Lin Yun could only call people over while the French team was celebrating their victory, and said helplessly, "What are you doing? Are you acting as a clown? Is this jersey on your body a clown suit?"

A group of people fell into silence, and I don't know which bastard has the face to say: "We tried our best..."

Lin Yun managed to hold back his temper, "So you mean that we are so capable? The gap between us and the French team is so big? We were beaten by the opponent for 20 minutes!? The championship is won Yes, touch your heart and ask yourself, have you worked hard!"

Kane was ashamed.

He is the one who feels it the most.

Lin Yun almost alone resisted the greatest pressure from the front line. Today was supposed to be his performance, but his performance was not on the stage.

Of course, this is also related to the hip pull in the midfield.

Whether it's tactical literacy or personal ability, there is a visible gap between this group of teammates and the opponent. This gap is almost the difference between being out of the group stage and being the champion in the competition.

Lineker and Owen were naturally clear in their hearts, and could only sigh with emotion again and again: "Fortunately, we still have Lin, but unfortunately, we only have Lin..."

After Pogba was ecstatic, he became more cautious, and quickly told Zuma and Digne, "Be careful, Lin may explode, concentrate, don't waste such a good start."

The two looked at each other, but their reactions were completely different.

Zuma nodded cautiously, "Don't worry, I will lock him tightly!"

Digone showed his big white teeth and said, "Isn't he always explosive? It must be said that he is really powerful, and it takes the two of us to use our best to prevent it..."

Pogba shook his head, "You think you guarded him?"

"Of course, he hasn't even had a single shot yet," Digne said with a confused look on his face. "You're not bad, but we're not bad, Paul."

"Hope it..."

The game started again, what Lin Yun waited for was not the shame and bravery of his teammates, but a deeper blow.

In the 26th minute, Cole made a mistake in returning a pass. Sanogo intercepted and stabbed a shot from the edge of the small penalty area. The football went directly under Johnstone's crotch, 2-0.
The French can finally revel in peace this time around.

Lin Yun did not try to awaken their fighting spirit this time, but walked back to the midfield in silence.

How can there be so many Liverpool...

Lin Ming in the stands shook his head, and said to Isabella, "It seems that he still has to learn how to be a leader."

"He has done a great job," Isabella said dissatisfiedly, "These people are not worth it at all!"

"But what he should do now is how to lead the team to create miracles, instead of sulking like a child."

"He was just a child." Isabella stared, "Have you forgotten the age of your son?"

Lin Ming smiled and didn't argue with her.

Kane walked beside Lin Yun and said guiltily, "I'm sorry, brother, things shouldn't be like this..."

Lin Yun waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, I will make a move."

"Eh..." Kane didn't feel happy or secretly relieved, but wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

At the beginning of the game, Lin Yun began to get rid of the entanglement between Zouma and Digone more actively, and retreated a lot to meet the pass of his teammates.

In the 30th minute of the game, Pogba's long-range shot from outside the penalty area was blocked, and Garbutt heard Lin Yun's voice as soon as he took the ball.

"pass!"

He was startled. When he looked up, he saw Lin Yun, who was in the French team's half a second ago, had arrived in his own half. He quickly passed the ball with a low pass.

Zuma and Digone were really inseparable. Immediately, one blocked from the back and the other interfered from the left, and they used both hands and feet to prevent Lin Yun from receiving the ball.

The referee couldn't stand it anymore, and didn't bother to watch the result of their confrontation. He immediately stopped the game with a "beep", and said to the two French defenders: "It's too big!"

He was greeted by the innocent eyes of the two defenders and Lin Yun's incomprehensible eyes.

He tried to interpret it, and there seemed to be a little disgust in his eyes.

So it should mean...don't mind your own business? ? ?
"The two defenders of the French team made too much defensive action...Look at the replay, ouch, is this played as rugby...England won a free kick in the backcourt..."

Lin Yun returned to the half of the French team, one outside the penalty area and the other in the penalty area with Kane, ready to receive the long pass from his teammates.

Barkley's long pass was very skillful, and he flew directly towards Lin Yun.

Lin Yun almost jumped up high with Zuma on his back, stopping the ball with his chest.

As soon as the person landed, there was a huge pulling force behind him.

He took advantage of the trend and leaned back suddenly, and the world suddenly became clean.

Digone, who was knocked to the ground, clutched his chest and immediately asked the referee for justice.

But the referee finally stopped meddling this time.

Lin Yun pulled the ball and turned around, facing Zuma.

Zuma shoveled without hesitation.

Lin Yun swung the ball sharply to the left, narrowly dodging the ferocious shovel, and then rushed towards the goal of the French team with the ball.

Fauquier immediately came to support from the side, ready to use a flying tackle from the side to entertain the visitors, but Lin Yun had already looked at the goal and raised his left foot high at the same time.

He quickly turned the gun head, originally aimed at Lin Yun's left foot, but now raised it high, blocking Lin Yun's front.

As soon as the body flew out against the turf, I began to regret it in my heart.

"Tricked..."

Lin Yun quickly dunked the ball and let him pass.

"Lin Yun's false shot came true. Only Thrall and Condogbia are left between him and the goalkeeper, but Thrall wants to guard Kane..."

Kane quickly pulled aside to make room.

Lin Yun quickly came to the small restricted area, his body sank to the right side, his left foot was slightly turned outward, and he made a pushing posture.

Kondobia stretched out his foot reflexively to intercept, but Lin Yun didn't hit the ball after touching the ball with his left foot. Instead, he flicked the ball to the right quickly and moved the football to his right.

Kondogbia did not lose his center of gravity completely, and immediately adjusted accordingly, stretching his foot to block his left side.

Without stopping, Lin Yun quickly turned the ball back to the left with the inside of his right foot.

Kondobia was out of luck this time, and it was his last limit not to fall to the ground.

After Lin Yun shifted the ball to the left, he didn't take advantage of the situation and rushed over, but pushed the ball quite decisively.

There is no reading and run-up, but the power of the football is not small at all, but because it is a ground ball, it seems to be a little faster, but in the eyes of the French goalkeeper Areola, This kind of ball is more disgusting than the world wave with a speed of more than 100 per hour.

As soon as he made a save, the football rolled into the goal against the goal post.

2-1.
"GOAL!!! Lin finally opened, England played back a point! The game did not become one-sided, Lin almost singled out the entire defense of the French team, the game has just come to 32 minutes, they still have a lot of time to go Catching up and even overtaking!"

"Digone and Zouma have tried their best, but it is a pity that even if they successfully defend Lin hundreds of times, Lin can break their goal as long as they fail once."

"The 13th goal, this is not only the number of goals scored by Lin Yun in this World Youth Championship, but also a new personal scoring record in the World Youth Championship. Every time Lin Yun scores a goal, he is creating a new history!"

Digone was still chattering around the referee.

"He hit me! It was a flagrant foul! He deserves a red card, not nothing!"

"The whole world has seen it. His movements are too dirty. My chest still hurts. Do you believe me? Touch it? Oh, right, I can't feel it..."

"Mr. Referee, are you listening to me?"

He was greeted with a topaz card.

Lin Yun ran into the door, came out with the football in his arms, and gave him a sideways glance as he passed by.

He didn't know what the hell that look meant, but he knew that he usually used this look when he looked at flies...

His lungs were about to explode, feeling like the whole world was targeting him.

The assistant coach of the French team shook his head speechlessly, came to the coach, and said: "It must be changed! Change someone to defend Lin! Digone is no longer suitable, and if we don't adjust, we will lose to him!"

French U20 coach Chauvin nodded, and quickly reached out to call another central defender Sarr.

"Swap with Digone," Chauvin said. "You defend Lin with Zouma, and let him guard the opponent's No. 9."

He didn't even say Kane's name...

Thrall opened his mouth slightly and looked at him with resistance.

To defend Lin?

What hatred and resentment are you treating me like this?

　The two chapters are merged into one~~ Thank you Yuming Jinluan for your reward, the boss is magnificent!

　　
　
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