Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 6

"Huh..." Mo Fei hurriedly got up from the ground, and then rushed forward, pressing the football under his body.Football isn't out of bounds yet.Then he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.Not bad, there is indeed a huge gap between amateur players and professional players, and this half-baked goalkeeper himself can easily resolve this threatening heavy bombardment into nothing.

"But this kid's shooting power is really great!" He shook his arm, patted the dust on his body, and then muttered confidently, "Fortunately, my buddy has practiced before, and his reaction is not slow."

The players in class 4 and the fans off the field were all about to cheer for the goal, but they were stopped abruptly.The mentality of wanting to cheer but not being able to make everyone panic.

The expected goal did not appear, Yang Jie looked at Mo Fei who was pressing the ball under his body in astonishment, and then he was relieved, "This kid is really lucky." He didn't want to admit his heavy bombardment. Being easily caught by an amateur goalkeeper of the same age, it can only be attributed to the luck of the opponent. "Maybe his hands are too painful."

After waiting for a long time without hearing the referee's whistle, Wang Hao opened his eyes in a daze, only to see Mo Fei turning over and throwing the ball under him.Accident, astonishment, surprise, many complex expressions appeared alternately on his face at this moment.Looking around his teammates, he was completely dumbfounded.

It's stuck, is it stuck?
Wang Hao couldn't believe his eyes.It's no wonder, although I know that my good brother has been to a training school, but it's not that he hasn't played football all these years, let alone the soy sauce goalkeeper position.After tidying up the shards of glasses all over the floor and rubbing his eyes, he finally realized the fact that the ball was in Mo Fei's hands.In other words, the ball was really caught!

It turns out that it is so powerful!That was the captain's shot!

"Wow, Brother Fei, how did you do it! It's so beautiful!"

"Brother Fei, you are my idol!"

"Brother Fei, I love you!"

The teammates were erupted in an instant, and rushed forward to surround Mo Fei, some hugged him fiercely, some slapped his back and shoulders hard, and some rubbed his head lightly.

Although I was embarrassed by everyone's "appreciation", but this feeling is very good.

Could it be that he didn't continue to quarrel with them, but pointed to the field, and waited for everyone to return to their respective positions before punching hard,
"Brothers, come on, fuck it! Although they are very strong, I want to win!"

Yes, Mo Fei wants to win!really want!Even if the hope is very small, you must work hard for it!

I have to say that Mo Fei's save was very encouraging.The originally weak side was inspired by Mo Fei's wonderful performance, thinking that the other party was nothing more than that, even if they were stronger than us, there was Mo Fei behind us!As long as the back is safe, there will be no scruples in the frontcourt attack.

"Yes, old man, stand up!"

"Let them know what is an iron-blooded real man and what is a pure man!"

"Brother Xinfei, you will have eternal life!"

Yang Jie frowned, and the low morale of his teammates was stimulated at the beginning of the game. That goalkeeper is not easy!Originally thought it would be easy to defeat the opponent, but now it seems a bit troublesome.

The fact is just as he guessed, the morale-boosting Class 2 seems to have been beaten with chicken blood. As soon as whoever gets the ball, at least two or more players will attack with red eyes and press frantically, as if they were killing The father is ugly.Although it is still impossible to intercept the ball easily, it is also impossible to allow one's own side to pass and receive the ball easily, and the offensive rhythm is always interrupted.Under Mo Fei's command, the opponent's defense still had quite a few loopholes, but it was still in good order, and it was already unrealistic to tear it apart easily.

Yang Jie has rich experience, how can he not see that the opponent is carrying it all in one breath, even if he can run and fight hard, he can run for an hour?The crazier the land grabbing, it just makes you die faster.

After making a steady gesture to his teammates, Yang Jie was no longer in a hurry to attack, instead, he and his teammates slowly back and forth, in order to wear down the opponent's physical strength.As the game progressed, the opponent's physical strength was obviously exhausted, and the intensity of the pressing gradually decreased.Yang Jie looked at the time, there are still 2 minutes before the end of the first half.Time to give them a little halftime gift!Yang Jie smiled confidently, and waved his hand to signal his teammates to press on.

Mo Fei frowned as he watched his teammates slow down.He understands that this kind of pressing will consume a lot of energy, but there is no way, the strength gap between the two sides is too great, and the attack will definitely not be able to attack. If you can't take a few steps, you will be cut off by the opponent.If you defend, you will only hurt the enemy by one thousand, and you will hurt yourself by eight hundred.It's just lingering for a while, if this continues, it will be a matter of time before the ball is lost.However, try your best, at least you won't easily let them break through the goal you are guarding!

At this moment, Class 4 launched a new round of offensive when their physical strength was exhausted. Their own team could not keep up with the opponent's rhythm at all, and quickly pushed through the midfield. The opponent's three passes and two downs tore the entire defense line .

Yang Jie holds the ball and enters the penalty area.One-handed!Kick and shoot.All in one go.It's a simple movement, but extremely skilled.

Could it be that he could even see the smug smile on the other party's face.But could it be that he didn't care so much about it anymore, he reacted instantly, exerting strength in his waist and abdomen, and made a side attack on the spot.

Mo Fei's reaction and explosive power were so good that he actually made a save in this short moment, and what was even more miraculous was that the ball was blocked by him!
But could it be that there was no time to be pleasantly surprised, because the blocked ball did not go out of the baseline, but landed at Yang Jie's feet again.Get up again, head towards the direction where the football is flying, and quickly make a save!
Yang Jie's face was full of disbelief, such a close shot was blocked, this kid's reaction was really too fast.But the football that bounced towards him woke him up immediately, and it was a push shot.

After all, he is not a professional goalkeeper, nor is he a god. Mo Fei watched helplessly as he rolled in the net.He patted the turf hard and held on for almost half an hour, but was left behind at this time!
He is not reconciled!
What Yuan Yuan is most proud of in his life is that he personally turned the Baita Middle School team into a strong team, and there is no high school in the entire NC city that can match it.Although this is just a student team, Lao Yuan feels a great sense of satisfaction in his heart when he sees the youthful disciples running on the field.Maybe, this can comfort me a little bit about the regret that I had to say goodbye to the professional league due to an accident.

Saturday is the start of the "Sanlian Cup", Lao Yuan came to the school early.It's not how much he attaches importance to this game, but that the little guys on the school team will basically represent their respective classes. He wants to observe the state of his disciples at close range. No. [-] High School" (South High School for short) friendly match.Although it's just a friendship, no one wants to lose this game. After all, they are both provincial key points, and the competition between them is very fierce.

Yuan Yuan could clearly see Yang Jie's heavy bombardment from the sidelines.This shot is powerful and heavy. Although the angle is not tricky enough, its suddenness can fully make up for this flaw.Who would have thought that a shot that was bound to win would be thrown under him by a strange boy.Although his movements are not standard enough and jerky, his excellent explosive power, responsiveness and anticipation ability still make Lao Yuan's eyes shine.

"It's interesting." Lao Yuan smiled and rubbed his chin, talking to himself.

(End of this chapter)