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Chapter 820 Liag: I just want to pretend, Manchester City is so cooperative?

On the court, the game restarted, and the scene was very stalemate.

Southampton was about to score a face-saving goal.

City's defense didn't want them to score.

In the stands, Manchester City fans talked a lot:

"It looks like the sixth ball will have to wait until the second half..."

"What's the hurry? The first half of the game is not over yet, maybe Li will surprise us at the last moment!"

"In fact, it's better to stay in the second half, so that the second half is worth looking forward to!"

"Yes! Stay in the second half!"

"I also think it's better to stay in the second half, otherwise Guardiola will replace him early!"

"Yes! This is a good thing!"

They seem very confident that Li Chuanqi can still score goals.

"The Southampton defenders were too tight on him and I think he had to use a free-kick or a penalty to score the sixth goal."

Some fans began to speculate on how Li Chuanqi scored his sixth goal.

This topic immediately aroused the interest of the fans, and they participated in the discussion one after another.

"Why must it be a free kick or a penalty kick? Grab the point! Li can score goals by grabbing the point!"

"Long shot! Have you forgotten his long shot?"

"Single-handed! His explosive power is so strong, as long as the midfielder can pass a through pass, he can score a single-handed goal!"

"Breakthrough shot! Who said every time he gets the ball, Southampton's defense will be as impeccable as last time?"

……

In the No.403 minute of the first half, Southampton midfielder Huiber took a long shot more than 30 meters away from the goal!
The football flew ten meters above the crossbar!

"Here! Pass it on!..."

Southampton striker Austin was very dissatisfied with Huiber's choice of long-range shots.

Damn, I'm in such a good position, why don't you pass me the ball?

Huiber chose to ignore it with a blank face.

Damn, I've passed you three times, did you make a shot?
You can’t do it yourself, what happened to my long shot?
The game resumed with City slowly advancing the football upfield.

After all, there was not much time left in the first half, and they wanted to firmly control football at their feet.

After halftime, Southampton significantly strengthened their defensive strength.

The Manchester City midfielder had to move the football to the back line again.

"It seems that we can only wait for the second half..."

Miguel shrugged and said, "I still expect Lee to break the record in the first half, Manchester City's style of play..."

"Yeah, we can only wait until the second half..."

"Actually, it's nothing, just wait..."

Many Santa Malaga players nodded.

Liag said coldly: "I don't think so!"

The Santa Malaga players all looked at him, and Miguel smiled and said: "How is this possible? Don't you see that Manchester City is wasting time?

And Southampton didn't give Li a chance at all. Once he got the ball, he would be surrounded immediately!
And it was surrounded by many people!

In this case, there is no way for God to score a goal! "

Pablo stopped MiG, looked at Liag and asked, "Why do you feel this way?"

Liag glanced at Miguel contemptuously and said: "Manchester City is no longer the old Manchester City, they now have a richer style of play, in addition to pass control, they have also increased the high press.

Will the previous Manchester City press high? "

is it?

It seems that we haven't studied Manchester City's style of play before...

The Santa Malaga players looked blank.

Liag had a headache: "You haven't studied Manchester City's style of play, but you are very familiar with Barcelona's style of play, and when we won the Copa del Rey, we eliminated Barcelona in the semi-finals.

But the coach of Barcelona is Guardiola!
You think back to that game, did Barcelona press high? "

Miguel and others thought about it and nodded: "Indeed, Barcelona does not have high-position press."

"Barcelona don't need a high press!"

"But what does this have to do with Lee Goal Goal?"

Liag said with rare patience: "Why doesn't it matter?
What I just said is that Guardiola is also changing. He is no longer the Guardiola of Barcelona at that time. In addition to passing and controlling, he is enriching the team's style of play! "

This... seems to be no problem.

Take tonight's game as an example, Manchester City's goals are indeed not just opportunities created by pass control, many of the goals came from high-position pressing and long-pass counterattacks launched by the midfield.

"A counterattack with a long pass from the midfield?!"

Migue looked at Liag in surprise: "You mean Manchester City attack with long passes from the backcourt?"

Liag nodded.

The Santa Malaga players immediately turned their attention to the field again, and they wanted to see if Liag's judgment was correct.

Miguel was very contradictory. He hoped that Li Chuanqi would complete the sixth goal by attacking with a long pass, creating an unattainable height.

But he didn't want to see this scene happen, because it was the judgment made by that damn guy Liag.

……

On the court, Manchester City still poured the ball patiently in the midfield.

Li Chuanqi didn't seem to make any moves in the frontcourt, but stood near the sideline and watched his teammates pour the ball.

All of City's behavior indicated that they were going to use up the rest of the first half.

There are two defensive players standing beside Li Chuanqi, one is left back Targett, and the other is left center back Stephens.

Stephens grabbed Li Chuanqi's jersey with one hand and whispered in his ear, "Li, it's almost there, you've scored five goals, and we won't let you score any more."

Target nodded and said, "It's useless no matter how many goals you score tonight. The voting for the World Player of the Year has long since ended. UEFA doesn't want you to get it. No matter how many goals you score, it's useless..."

Li Chuanqi knocked off Stephens' hand grabbing his player, and Stephens was not angry, and said with a smile: "If you don't grab it, don't grab it, anyway, the ball can't be passed!"

Li Chuanqi glanced at Target: "This has nothing to do with World Footballer of the Year, it's just... I still want to score goals!"

Target shrugged and said, "It's useless, we won't give you a chance."

At this time, a super premonition suddenly appeared.

Li Chuanqi suddenly ran up and ran towards the restricted area!

"Chase!"

Target yelled at Stephens and went after him.

"He's coming! Guard him!"

While chasing, the two yelled at other players in the back line.

The defensive players looked at the two of them in surprise, Nima, is this a fight?
Guard him?
What are you doing to prevent him?
Football is still in Manchester City's backcourt, why are we defending him?
Neuropathy……

At this moment, the old captain Kompany suddenly made a long pass over the top near the center circle!
The football flew towards the Southampton penalty area!
"Attack!..."

Target looked at the bewildered goalkeeper McCarthy and yelled.

It took two seconds for McCarthy to react, and he attacked immediately!
Li Chuanqi ran towards the penalty area, while watching the football to judge the football's landing point!
"I rely on it!..."

Miguel looked at the field as if he saw a ghost, Nima, Manchester City really launched a long pass attack!
Liag was surprised. Damn it, I was just trying to pretend, but Manchester City cooperated so well?

This...whom to reason with...

(End of this chapter)