A sliding tackle at the beginning, I am a star in Great Britain

Chapter 148 Dial before shooting?The first victory in 16 years!
Exit Defoe.

Enter Tangning.

Replace Defoe with Downing and push Rooney up front.

England's two central midfielders became Ashley Young and Downing.

Then, the two began to dribble frantically at the front of the Italian penalty area.

This tactic Wang Shenshu.

When he was at Manchester United, Sir Alex often asked players to do this.

But whether it was Ashley Yang or Tang Ning.

It's not as good as Manchester United's players who lie to set-pieces.

Giggs and Nani are really more talented than the two in this respect.

Ashley Young's surreptitiousness relies on speed.

Tang Ning was better than him, but he didn't have many small skills.

However, this cannot be blamed on the two of them.

After all, they are all from England, so it would be nice to be able to dribble.

"It's better to let you go up and try."

Gerrard looked at the backcourt for a while, and said to Wang Shen.

Wang Shen thought about it, and really thought it was feasible.

Because of his speed and explosive power, he is definitely not as good as the previous two.

But if it's a small-scale escape that doesn't rely on speed, it's really no worse than these two.

Even, maybe even stronger.

But it is definitely impossible to change now.

Ashley Young's defense was not reassuring, and Tangning was not as good as the former in this regard.

Therefore, Wang Shen could only squat quietly behind, waiting for a possible opportunity.

And Italy also began to change tactics, trying to let three avant-garde create set-pieces in the frontcourt.

However, their actions were not as smooth as Tangning's.

Even if Marchisio and Maggio were swapped, the situation did not improve.

The main reason is that Wang Shen's tackle is too strong.

As long as you dare to show off your skills with the ball, Wang Shen will dare to tackle.

And his tackles are steady and ruthless, and he hasn't fouled yet.

The Italian players were helpless about this, and finally had to play Pengci.

The referee failed to break through their trick at first, and was tricked into one by them.

This free kick was taken by Pirlo.

Before he completes the free throw.

Joe Hart's nervousness was visible to the naked eye.

After all, Pirlo has the title of a free kick master on his head.

Wang Shen was placed outside the human wall by Joe Hart.

When Pirlo sent the football, Wang Shen rubbed it hard.

But the arc of the ball was extremely large, and it went directly above and to the left of him.

Wang Shenren turned his head and looked back in the air, and saw that the football had gone out of the goal post.

But it is being recovered towards the goal while spinning.

Joe Hart made a save but looked completely out of reach.

"Oh!"

Eventually the ball bounced off the goal post.

Joe Hart, who fell to the ground, let out a long breath.

Wang Shen also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked back at Pirlo, who had already jogged towards his back line.

"I'll take the next free kick."

Joe Hart before tee off.

Wang Shen found Beckham and said.

He wanted to save this free kick for the final.

Now it seems that there is no chance to use it if it is not done well.

"Okay!" Beckham replied.

……

Ashley Young moved wide in front of the Italian penalty area and tried to trick Maggio into a kick.

But Ma Qiao's defense was very stable, he just used his body to block his forward route.

Tang Ning went in from the ribs, trying to tear apart Italy's back line.

Ashley Young took the opportunity to pretend to pass a through ball, and finally tricked Marjorie into a kick.

"Ah~"

Professor Yang fell to the ground with a scream.

Wang Shen watched from afar, covering his eyes shamelessly.

Good guy!
Ashley, how can you be so fake?

Did you cheat Professor Yang's name?
"Di!"

Just when Wang Shen had no face to watch, the referee blew his whistle.

A lot of people thought he would book Ashley Young, but he didn't.

He simply pointed to where Ashley Young had fallen and motioned for England to take a free-kick.

"Boom~"

The Italian fans quit, cursing the referee frantically.

The England fans were cheering, who cares how the free kick came.
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"I'm bad, isn't this too fake?"

"The referee is from Italy? No, blacking one's own people?"

"Don't make trouble, the referee is looking for balance. Didn't Italy cheat one before!"

"No wonder, but it was a dull game."

"It would be funny if we got to the penalty shootout."

"What are you afraid of in the penalty kick contest? Wang Shen has a 100% success rate in penalty kicks."

"I lost it! He only kicked a penalty once..."
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"David, you do this..., and then you do this..."

Wang Shen dragged Beckham to the frontcourt, not forgetting to tell him how to play.

"It's so complicated, why?"

Beckham asked doubtfully after listening.

"Just listen to me, you're right."

After Wang Shen finished speaking, he signaled Beckham to act quickly.

"Di!"

The referee blew his whistle and Beckham accelerated.

"Oh!"

After approaching the football, he flicked the ball unexpectedly.

Wang Shen, who was ambushing beside him early in the morning, accelerated his sprint without hesitation.

"Oh!"

A powerful shot against the ball.

The black and white elf instantly rose up and flew high from the left side of the human wall.

Buffon sprinted towards the near post, his eyes locked on the football with a little doubt.

This ball is a bit high!

Just as he was thinking this, he saw the football flying over the wall suddenly fall.

Buffon's eyes widened instantly and he jumped up.

He pushed his left hand upwards, trying to push the football off the crossbar.

But the football fell so violently that it slid past his wrist.

"Di!"

The referee blows his whistle to indicate that the goal is valid.

Wang Shen ran directly to the fans' stands, jumped up and showed the jersey number in front of the fans.

At the same time, lift your thumbs up and point your back.

"Wang!"

"Wang!"

"Wang!"

The England fans shouted in unison, but it sounded like a dog barking.

Wang Shen was a little embarrassed, but fortunately, Beckham ran over and covered it all up.

After celebrating for a while, the game restarted, and Italy finally stopped attacking.

But this is what England is least afraid of.

Leading Beckham at one time.

After snatching the ball directly from De Rossi's feet.

Wang Shen showed the Italians what it means to penetrate through several lines of defense.

When the football passed between Chiellini and Bonucci, Rooney also ran behind Bonucci.

Catch the ball!

Anger!

Rooney didn't even need to adjust.

The quality of the ball is very high, and it also takes a long corner.

Had it not been for Buffon's apocalypse as a top goalkeeper, England would have probably 2-0 Italy.

However, although they failed to achieve a goal, Italy no longer dared to attack as before.

And then the game time.

In this way, it slowly dissipated in England's limited counterattack.

It's not that Italy doesn't want to fight hard.

Mainly whenever they struggle.

Wang Shen tried to teach them how to behave.

"Di~di~di~~~"

At the end of overtime, the referee did not give Italy any more time.

As the whistle blew, England fans roared wildly.

"It's been 16 years.

"England are in the last four in Europe once again.

"The last semi-final was in 1996 in the last century.

"That time we faced Germany, this time we are facing Germany..."

Martin Taylor forgot about Italy in an instant, only thinking of the next opponent, Germany.

16 years have passed.

This time, let's decide whether it's male or female!

　Today is still two chapters, let me adjust for another day

　　
　
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