After time travel, I can only beat up the national football team

Chapter 56 A classic handed down from generation to generation!

"If this goal doesn't go in, I'll eat shit!~"

After Zhang Desheng finished the shot with the outside of his left foot, he didn't even look at the football that drew a rainbow. He turned around gracefully and raised his right hand high.

This move directly opens the champagne, which naturally involves gambling.

But the profit ratio between winning and losing was worth the gamble.

Because if you win the bet, it will be a classic that will be handed down from generation to generation. If you lose the bet, it will be one of the top five football embarrassments. It seems that it is not a loss!
"This kid! Fortunately, the game is in Asia. If the Champions League is going to be like this, I have to change his contract overnight!"

Zhao Yuting watched the football that drew a rainbow in front of the TV, and finally flew into the goal close to the left post. He rarely stood up from the sofa, and like all the Macau spectators watching the game at this moment, he couldn't help but Raise your arms and shout!
"Fuck, this is too handsome!"

"This breakthrough, this shot, if he can go to the World Cup, will we not score a single goal?"

"Fuck, do we also have such a talented player? But why did he go to the Macau team?"

"Hmph, no matter how talented a person is and doesn't abide by discipline, we can't do it. The more talented a person like this is, the more anti-freeze he becomes!"

"I remember Ashigiri said that he gathered a crowd to fight, but do the relevant departments have to check whether it is true or not? This kid doesn't look like that kind of bad boy?"

"..."

At this time, Zhang Desheng, who was facing the goal with his back to the goal, slowly running back, and making downward movements with both hands towards his teammates who were coming from all directions, as if to say, "It's a small scene, everyone, sit down." Knowing that his goal actually aroused reflection and suspicion among mainland fans.

But his actions at this time were really too pretentious, especially after completing the shot, he never turned back to look in the direction of the goal!
At this time, a group of men's football players with drooped heads didn't even bother scolding them for being so pretentious, because Zhang Desheng's goal really had a huge impact on them!

Robben has not yet become famous at this time. They have never seen such a fast and frequent inside cut, let alone Zhang Desheng's breakthrough when facing No. 2 and No. 3 defensive players, it is better than Robben. There is more poetry that can be done with ease.

The main difference is that after Zhang wins over one person, the whole person will give people the illusion of relaxing instantly, making people think that he does not intend to pass the second person again.

At this time, the defensive players will even have a sense of incoherence, thus giving birth to the illusion of opportunity.

But when the second person really pounces on him, Zhang Desheng can explode again so fast that his opponents and even the fans in front of the TV can't react.

This kind of quick retraction and quick release that is beyond the scope of human beings means that whenever there is a flaw in the opponent's defense, he will often only use one move. He is really like a peerless swordsman who cannot kill with a second sword.

At this time, the live camera also very maliciously showed the three defenders who had been captured just after they met. I saw that these three had no tacit understanding at all. They were just male football players queuing up to deliver food. Naturally, their faces were covered with blue. A burst of whiteness!

But to be honest, even Mourinho has never seen such an outrageous inside cut.

Last season, he was amazed by Zhang Desheng's lateral breakthrough with an astonishing success rate. Now Zhang Desheng has obviously increased the power of this unpreventable inside cut.

"Do you want to take it away?"

Liao Qimin was also excited on the sidelines at this time and wanted to imitate Mourinho's crazy celebration, but at this time there was a question that made him undecided, that is, should he shrink the formation after 2:0 and switch to defensive counterattack?
But after struggling for a while, he saw the numb expressions on many men's football players' faces, as well as their timidity after the restart. Their passing and running were aimless, and they just followed the rhythm of the game. I finally felt relieved.

He didn't know why the men's football team, which was two goals behind, behaved this way, but it was obvious that they began to play according to the rhythm of the Macau team.

He didn't think there was any threat to this kind of blind attack that had no tactics at all and no purpose.

But on the other hand, Shen Yi was playing the role of the team's metronome and began to mobilize the team's offense in a relaxed and relaxed manner. For a while, the Macau team was suppressed in terms of offensive and defensive rhythm.

In the 31st minute of the first half, Zhang Desheng once again made a breakthrough from the right, passing two people in a row, and then made a diagonal pass to help Thiago escape from the defense and complete the goal with a pad shot.

But unfortunately, the ball was obviously offside, and the linesman would not have been so aboveboard in attacking the Chinese team when the Macau team was leading.

"Mad, no matter how awesome you are, I don't believe you can't even commit a foul!"

At this time, the two people who were repeatedly humiliated by Zhang Desheng on the right finally became evil.

At this time, their thoughts were surprisingly the same, and they were ready to give Zhang Desheng, who had no face at all, a taste.

Wang Yun even tried once before long, and this time he ran directly towards Zhang Desheng's legs from the beginning.

"what!"

Zhang Desheng screamed and fell to the side of the road neatly!
"beep!"

The Mongolian referee's whistle sounded immediately!

Wang Yun's face turned dark at this moment. He seemed to have done something not very smart just now?
"Fuck, I just got a yellow card!"

While Zhang Desheng was rolling on the ground holding his legs, he couldn't help but sneak a glance at the law enforcement scene.

But fortunately, he was covering his legs at this time. If he was covering his face, it would be really difficult to operate. Once it is taken off, it will be a classic animation.

"He was just pretending, I didn't hit him!"

As soon as Wang Yun spoke, the referee couldn't help but glance at him coldly.

He really didn't see it that clearly last time, but this time he saw it very clearly. This is a yellow card with absolutely no problem!

Zhang Desheng agreed. Although he was already very good at diving this time, he was still kicked into the shin guard.

Of course, this subsequent rolling on the floor must be staged, but the referee usually doesn't pay too much attention to such self-protective actions.

"If you can't defend yourself, attack him in advance and block his cutting route in advance. Don't commit any more fouls!"

Wang Baoshan was standing not far away at this time, and he was so angry that he almost called Wang Yun a fool.

"Made, if it's not a foul, come and guard me and see what the hell is going on!"

Wang Yun's face turned even more ugly, and he cursed in his heart: "You idiot!"
He now regrets that he took the initiative to defend Zhang Desheng before the game. This task was much more difficult than he imagined.

Zhang Desheng was naturally very proud at this time. In addition to protecting himself with his continuous diving, he also took advantage of the Chinese team's disadvantage in penalty decisions.

Now that Wang Yun and Zhang Xinxin have both received a yellow card, they will definitely not dare to make too big a move next, let alone guard him.

Shen Yi naturally knew that Zhang Desheng had basically tied the right wing, so he passed the ball this way whenever he had the opportunity.

"Switch sides, Wang Ke, go to the left!"

Wang Baoshan could no longer sit still anymore. He saw that the opponent on the offensive end was cutting him down like a big tree, while on the defensive end, Zhang Desheng suddenly jumped forward and backward.

He knew that if he continued like this, he would really fall on the small Macau team.Then doesn't he want to become the first national coach to lead his team to lose to the Macau team?
However, as soon as Wang Ke and Wang Yun changed over, Zhang Desheng followed closely to the left.

"Brother Ge, why did you bring him here?"

After left back Tan Wangsong knocked down Zhang Desheng who was cutting inside again, he looked at the referee with fear and was furious.

The Mongolian referee hesitated for a moment and felt that giving the Chinese team three yellow cards in the first half was indeed a bit too specific.

Zhang Desheng rolled on the ground several times. After seeing that the referee only awarded a free kick, he could only stand up angrily.

"Be careful of Niu Zhanshan! Call Dong Fangzhuo and Han Pengquan back!"

Wang Baoshan's face was flushed at the moment. He didn't know when it started, and his palms were already covered in cold sweat.

Now trailing 0:2, they still have a chance to fight.

But if he fell behind 0:3, he knew that given the urinal nature of these bastards, he might really give up.

And when I think about the possibility of becoming the first head coach in history to lose to the Macau team, or even losing this game, I may be eliminated in the qualifiers.

He could no longer control his 40-year addiction to smoking, and subconsciously put a cigarette to his lips.

"Awesome, I'll accompany you from Shandong!"

"I'll also give you a BJ!"

“I’ll accompany you in Shanghai too!”

"I, Guangdong, must accompany you!"

"..."

At this moment, the Chinese fans in front of the TV saw this painful scene and took out their cigarettes to accompany him.

"Go to Nima!"

At this time, Niu Zhanshan gave Dong Fangzhuo, who had been fighting with him for a long time, a hard slap in the waist. Then he jumped high in the crowd, and as expected, he got the first landing point and shot.

Deng Xiaofei finally made a wonderful save this time and directly dragged the ball out of the baseline with both hands.

"You bastard!"

Dong Fangzhuo had long been filled with anger by Niu Zhanshan, and now he couldn't help but stepped forward and pushed him.

"I can't afford to lose, so I hit someone!"

At this time, Niu Zhanshan raised his hands and shouted loudly!
Of course the referee would not let go of such an obvious foul and immediately gave Dong Fangzhuo a yellow card!
Dong Fangzhuo also knew at this time that he was being plotted, but then he felt aggrieved and angry. It was not entirely because of Niu Zhanshan, but because of his push, the players of the Macau team rushed up and surrounded him in an instant.

But on the Chinese team, only two or three players who had a good relationship with him came up to protect him. The others actually held their waists and watched the fun from a distance. This couldn't help but make him feel chilled!
"This bastard is so evil!"

Zhang Desheng saw from a distance that the matter was not serious, so naturally there was no need to rush over and join in the fun.

However, in the eyes of his opponents, a bad guy like Niu Zhanshan is naturally a bastard who deserves to be cut into pieces, but it is a real loss for Macau to pick up such a treasure!

If he and Tu Guangtai hadn't been cutting down big trees today, their defense line, which was full of shortcomings, would have been breached long ago.

At this time, he could see from the system that Dong Fangzhuo's immediate combat ability was only -1 at the beginning, but it had actually become -4 this time. Unknowingly, he became the worst player in the game.

Shen Yi was already standing in the corner flag area, ready to take the corner kick.

The crisis for the Chinese team has not passed yet. Niu Zhanshan and Li Xiaobo, two powerful set-piece players, have attracted almost all the attention of the Chinese players.

"Be careful at the top of the arc, beware of that kid's volley shot!"

Wang Baoshan still had some ability. When he saw Zhang Desheng standing at the top of the penalty area, he was so anxious that he almost rushed into the court to alert his little brats.

Zhao Xuri also reacted and hurried out to stare at Zhang Desheng.

However, the ball was still passed in front of the goal. This time, Li Xiaobo defeated Feng Xiaoting and completed the header.

"boom!"

Feng Xiaoting's defense was still good. Although the ball did not get past Li Xiaobo, it still put enough pressure on him to hit the crossbar with his header!

Zhang Xinxin rushed to the spot where the ball landed and hurriedly made a save, but the kicked football hit Liang Zhiqiang who came to fight for it, causing a refraction that no one could have expected.

"not good!"

Zhao Xuri has been sticking close to Zhang Desheng, and his eyes have been firmly locked on him.

But when he saw the other party suddenly start, his eyes saw it, but his body was stunned and couldn't keep up immediately.

"Why is he so fast?"

Zhao Xuri's half-beat delay, coupled with the gap in explosive power, gave Zhang Desheng the opportunity to rush to the ball's landing point immediately and perform a volley without stopping the ball!
"Oh!"

When Zhao Xuri arrived, Zhang Desheng had already raised his right foot and completed this explosive volley!

Everyone looked at the shot from the waist position on the right side of the penalty area. They saw the football being pulled out drew an exaggerated arc in the air and roared straight to the upper left corner of the goal.

Deng Xiaofei concentrated this time and immediately moved his feet to save the ball.

But what he never dreamed of was that the flight path that originally drew a rainbow towards the goal suddenly made a snakeskin move when he was approaching the goal.

This description is a bit exaggerated, but in fact it is slightly different.

But just this slight error caused Deng Xiaofei's world-class save to come to nothing, and the football finally flew into the goal at his palm.

"I am done!"

Wang Baoshan stood on the sidelines and looked at Zhang Desheng who scored again. He seemed to have lost his soul. He stood blankly on the sidelines and didn't know what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)