Stop the ball ten meters away, the goal depends on Meng

Chapter 127 Ah Wei, You Shoot So Fast!

"Old Su, your son can do it!"

In a certain villa area in Suzhou, Boss Su was having a happy gathering with his friends.

Although there were only two of them, they were all buddies who were willing to borrow money when he was in trouble, and one of them was a kindergarten classmate he had played with since childhood.

Although they weren't very experienced fans, they still flattered Boss Su after seeing the young master of the Su family break the goal in a flash.

"After all, it is my seed, so it is so good!"

Boss Su laughed out loud, raised his head and gulped it down.

The two buddies toasted again and turned to the hostess:

"Sister-in-law, won't you have a drink?"

Chang Xiaolin waved her hands again and again:
"Can't drink, can't drink!"

Lao Su’s kindergarten classmate sighed regretfully:
"This is the hottest Danxi rice wine recently. Drinking it at this time is the most nourishing yin and tonifying yang."

Boss Su quickly drank another cup, then waved to his wife:

"Give us the second bottle to warm up, we'll drink it in the second half."

Chang Xiaolin raised her eyebrows, got up and went to pick up the wine.

Before she finished removing the shell of the wine bottle, she heard the three men in the living room clapping their thighs at the same time:
"Pretty!"

"Old Su, that sentence just now was flattering, but this sentence is the sincerity."

"Your son, you can really do it!"

She quickly turned around and walked back to the living room, where she was seeing the replay of the TV screen.

This is the first corner kick opportunity for the Chinese team. Hao Junmin's corner kick is obviously a bit too big, flying directly from the front of the goal to the far end...

Hao Junmin couldn't help being ashamed, cursing:
"This is not my real level!"

"I haven't entered the state yet!"

Before he finished making excuses for himself, Su Changwei rushed to the landing point before Zheng Zhi.

After all, Zheng Zhi is at least 32 years old, and it's normal that he can't compete with 18-year-olds.

It's just that after Su Changwei received the ball, he had already reached the right rib of the penalty area, with his back facing the goal.

Ji Chengyong, who is 1.8 meters nine, and another defensive player are just one meter away, and they can step forward to press at any time.

But Su Changwei didn't hesitate at all. He took the ball with his right foot, then turned around, and used his left foot to draw a nearly 180-degree volley!

Ji Chengyong never expected that he could shoot so decisively with his back to the goal!
The goalkeeper's line of sight is blocked by his teammates, so it is also impossible to make a prediction!

But the football seems to be on the top right corner of the goal, as if the sights were turned on!
2: 0!

Only 78 seconds had passed since the first goal! -
"Fuck!"

Sitting in the live broadcast room, Liu Jianhong couldn't help but swear.

As commentators on national television, they have strict professional regulations.

So hastily explained:
"There was a bit of noise in the microphone just now, what I said was... I'll go, good shot!"

Although this explanation is a bit weak, at least it was remedied at the first time, and some bonuses were deducted afterwards.

Gong Lei also quickly changed the subject:
"One of the important reasons why we were worried that Su Changwei would not be able to play as a striker was that he had not shown the ability to hold the ball with his back, but just this time he turned around and volleyed, and all our worries have been shattered!"

"He didn't even look at the goal and the goalkeeper position, he sent the ball straight into the corner!"
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"Brother Wei, awesome!"

Hao Junmin praised from the bottom of his heart this time.

His corner kick was so outrageous, Su Changwei turned it into a goal!
Let him get an assist in vain!
[Friendship +7! 】

Zheng Zhi also showed his face and smiled:

"You guys shoot so fast!"

After Su Changwei heard this, he couldn't help but his face collapsed!
[I always feel that this is not a compliment! 】
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Only 3 minutes into the game, the Chinese team scored two goals in a row, and Camacho was overjoyed at the moment.

Although he is a Spaniard, he has already heard countless people tell him:

The Chinese team is not afraid of Brazil, France, or Spain!

The Chinese team is only afraid of the Korean team!

As long as the South Korean team can be killed, the Chinese Football Association can stamp his new contract!

In contrast, Korean coach Cui Kangxi has already taken off his suit jacket in a hurry, standing on the sidelines and crazily commanding:
"This is our home court, what the fuck are you guys doing?"

"Whoever makes him shoot in the penalty area again, I will let him join the army!"

——For players who are in their prime, the three-year military service is simply their worst enemy!

As soon as they heard that the head coach was about to go crazy, all the Korean players exploded immediately.

Only 20 seconds later, Su Changwei was hit on the forehead with an iron elbow by Ji Chengyong, and almost suffered a concussion!

"Xiba! How dare you hit me, Brother Wei?!"

Qin Sheng, who is proficient in Korean, rushed to him, and Ji Chengyong almost suffocated with a throat lock!

Fortunately, the referee from Australia arrived in time and gave each of them a yellow card, barely quelling the conflict.

Su Changwei glanced at Qin Sheng who stood up for him:
"You have to be careful, don't take any more cards!"

Qin Sheng patted his chest:
"Don't worry, I only play 60 minutes!"

He knows very well that with his own strength, he would not have been able to qualify for the starting line-up in this national team, and it would be very difficult even to enter the squad.

However, relying on his great achievements - the red card and suspension he received for Su Changwei at the beginning, Camacho still let him appear in today's Seoul.

In the team's tactical arrangement, his existence is to deter opponents to the greatest extent!

At this time, Su Changwei was under the black hand, how could he remain indifferent? -
The Korean team's killing tactics also achieved results. At least in the next 5 minutes, the Chinese team's offensive weakened significantly.

Su Changwei, staring at gold stars, had to take a break to let his teammates bear the onslaught of the home team.

At this time, the South Korean team, Sun Xingmin, Chi Dongyuan and other post-90s players have not yet become famous, and their offensive firepower has not yet reached its peak. Facing Sun Xiang, Feng Xiaoting, Zhang Linpeng, and Zhao Xuri, it is difficult to break through the Chinese team for a while.

In the 9th minute, the right central defender Zhang Linpeng suddenly strode up to grab the ball from Park Zhuyong's feet, and the scene suddenly turned from defense to offense!

The left central defender Feng Xiaoting was unwilling to be lonely, so he broke out of the penalty area and dribbled the ball forward himself!

It wasn't until two South Korean players approached him that he found Zheng Zhi with a direct pass!

Zheng Zhi raised his head to observe, and at the same time quickly sent a straight stick!
The football brushed the turf and penetrated most of the South Korean team's defense line, and even came directly to Su Changwei's feet!

Su Changwei, who had rested for 6 minutes, returned to the peak state of his physical fitness at this moment. After three sprints, he successfully completed the anti-offside!
Jin Yingquan and Guo Taihui chased desperately, but they were thrown farther and farther by him!
Less than 5 seconds later, Su Changwei still dribbled the ball into the left rib of the penalty area!
Goalkeeper Zheng Chenglong abandoned the door to attack, but he swayed and led him, shaking his legs to the sky!
Jin Yingquan, who took a shortcut from the middle, slapped the horse and sprinted out, and directly slid across his body with a flying shovel, trying to block the opponent's shooting angle, but unexpectedly, Su Changwei made a light buckle, shaking him away completely, and then pushed lightly. Shoot the empty goal!

Jin Yingquan, who slid directly into the side net, even opened his arms, trying to struggle to the death, but it was of no avail!
"Shu~"

He heard the sound of the net at the closest distance.

3: 0!

The South Korean team conceded three goals in a row within 10 minutes!

Three goals conceded...all by the same opponent! -
"West...eight!"

Cui Kangxi's face was ashen, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

There were strong boos at the Seoul Stadium, and some people even shouted loudly:
"Cui Kangxi! Get out of class!"

"Korean Football Association, get out of class!"

He gritted his teeth, stretched out his hands, and gave the players the simplest instruction:

"No. 10 is abolished!"

[The game has only started 10 minutes, as long as the No. 10 is seriously injured, it can seriously damage the morale of the Chinese team! 】

[And...we still have a second round! 】

(End of this chapter)