Winger King

When the Ajax youth team walked into the stadium, they were greeted not by cheers but boos from the home team’s fans.

“You guys played so badly!”

“This team doesn’t deserve the name Ajax!”

“All of you get up, or get out!”

Because it was a friendly match, the Future Stadium, which can accommodate 10,000 people, was less than half full.

The Ajax youth team’s performance in the first half was so bad that hundreds of people simply left the stadium at the end of the half.

The stadium was relatively spacious, and as long as there were a few loud voices shouting, they could be heard clearly in the stadium.

As a result, when the radio broadcasted that the team had replaced ten players in one go, the remaining more than 4,000 fans went crazy again.

"What the hell? So many players are being replaced at once!"

"The new players are all from U19, are they giving up?"

"These bastards in the management are cocky! None of these players are qualified to play for the first team!"

"Wait, why are the jersey numbers of these players more like the main players!"

"Who knows, if they still play like this in the second half, don't blame me for being rude!"

The words of many fans reached the ears of the players, making the players on the field very nervous.

Among the fans around the world, British and German fans are known as football hooligans, and the reputation of the fighting nation is widely spread.

In fact, the fighting power of Dutch fans is not much less. They are not afraid of the outside world, and they are also very fierce at home.

There are also news reports that Dutch fans cursed the head coach and players directly at the end of the game because of the club's poor performance.

Wearing the captain's armband, Sun Yu called his teammates around him and asked everyone to form a circle.

He glanced at the crowd and shouted: "The team was beaten by the opponent in the first half! But this is not a reason for our poor performance!"

"The more at this time, the more we will do our best to fight them to the end!"

"We all want to be the main force of the team in the new season. This is our chance to prove ourselves!"

"Don't be afraid, we are all each other's backers, we will fight them!"

"Let's shout the slogan again! Ajax!"

"Come on!"

Inspired by Sun Yu, the team's roar resounded throughout the stadium.

Seeing that the morale of the players who came out in the second half was obviously improved, there was finally a sparse applause in the stands, but the applause from one stand was particularly enthusiastic.

Sun Yu looked up and saw that there were many Chinese fans gathered in one stand, nearly a thousand people.

Obviously, these fans came for him.

Sun Yu waved in the direction of the stands, and the applause from the stands was even more enthusiastic than before, accompanied by the Chinese cheers of the youth training.

Before the game started, Sun Yu turned around and pounded his chest towards his teammates.

The teammates in the six-man team made the same move.

"Guys, you must stand up!"

At the moment the referee blew the whistle for the game, Sun Yu said in his heart, and then accelerated to the front court.

The Ajax Youth Team kicked off first, and the Bilbao Athletic Youth Team players, who had three goals in hand, slowed down their pace.

Van de Beek controlled the rhythm very well, and always passed the ball out at the moment the defensive player started.

After several passes, the Ajax Youth Team quickly came to Sun Yu's feet.

As a ball tyrant... ahem, the spiritual leader of the team, Sun Yu signaled his teammates to press up.

Facing the right back of the Bilbao Youth Team, Sun Yu pretended to start, leaned forward and suddenly stopped.

The defensive player took a step and stopped when he saw that Sun Yu did not move.

As a result, at the moment he braked, Sun Yu suddenly started and seized the opportunity on the wing.

The opponent's right back hurriedly blocked the inside line, and Sun Yu rushed forward along the sideline with the ball, forcing the defender to run with him.

The two ran less than ten meters, and the right back suddenly found that he could not keep up with Sun Yu.

In a hurry, the right back did not consider the time and could only choose to make a tackle.

Just as he was about to make a forward swing, Sun Yu immediately stopped and dribbled the ball.

The right back slid past him along the grass.

Damn!

What a devastating flying tackle!

Too fierce!

If he was tackled just now, Sun Yu estimated that he would have to fly two meters in the air by inertia, and leave a one-meter braking fold after landing.

Sun Yu adjusted his body balance and immediately prepared to cut inside.

But before he started, he saw a red figure rushing towards him in his peripheral vision.

Sun Yu hurriedly led the ball to the left side of his body and turned his back to protect the ball.

The next moment!

Sun Yu suddenly suffered an irresistible impact on the right side of his body, and he stumbled.The man was almost knocked out of the sideline while dribbling the ball.

He managed to maintain his balance and pulled the ball back.

Sun Yu looked behind him and saw that the player who had just hit him was the defensive midfielder of the Bilbao youth team.

The guy was only about 1.8 meters tall, with messy hair, a rough appearance, a neck that was almost non-existent, and muscles all over his body.

He looked like Quasimodo in "The Hunchback of Notre Dame".

Fuck!

I owed you money in my last life or I killed you... I'm going to kill you... Sun Yu just stood firm when the rough guy rushed up again.

He hurriedly ran forward with the ball, but he didn't expect the right back to get up and block his way forward.

This...

Let him attack from both sides and block the side.

Sun Yu decisively chose to cut horizontally, but the right back immediately blocked his way, and the defensive midfielder came from the side again.

He raised his arm to hold "Quasimodo" and immediately changed direction to go outside.

Three people rushed from the edge of the penalty area to the bottom line, but Sun Yu still didn't get rid of them.

Can't run anymore, there will be no way to run.

The two buddies are very tacit, one blocked the side and the other blocked behind.

Sun Yu glanced at Zivkovic's position in the middle and immediately kicked the ball to the middle.

The center of gravity of the right back and "Quasimodo" dropped almost at the same time, and it seemed that they were going to make a tackle.

After practicing basic movements for a week, Sun Yu, whose cross attribute is still 41, pulled hard towards the middle of the penalty area.

Brother! I can only do this!

If there is something that is not thoughtful, you can run two more steps...

After Sun Yu kicked the ball, he watched the football fly to the top of the penalty area, and tricked the goalkeeper out of the small penalty area with a rotation. After shaking the players of both sides, it fell on the line at the far end of the large penalty area.

But!

The next moment!

Muric on the right rushed to the landing point and shoveled the ball towards the goal.

The goalkeeper rushed from the small penalty area to the near corner and watched the ball bounce into the goal.

This...

"Good shot!"

Amid the sudden cheers in the stadium, Sun Yu raised his right fist and waved it vigorously in the air.

Muric raised his hands high in excitement, then rushed into the goal, fished out the ball, turned and rushed to the center circle.

1:3!

The teammates around rushed up and hugged Sun Yu one by one.

At this moment!

In their eyes, Sun Yu was the big brother who took the lead in carrying.

From the perspective of his teammates, Sun Yu just played two people on the wing, passed two defenders three times, and then...

He bypassed all the defenders with a stunning arc pass, and assisted Muric to score regardless of the past.

God-level wing!

God-level assist!

Loyalty!

Sun Yu saw the reverence in his teammates' eyes, and shouted loudly while running towards the center circle: "We must trust all our teammates and unconditionally leave our backs to them!"

When he reached the center circle, he hugged Muric: "Precise shot!"

If you want to show off, you have to show off to the fullest.

Maybe Muric was also lucky.

Maybe most of the cross assists were lucky.

Sun Yu didn't feel embarrassed at all at this moment.

This is also an external manifestation of a big-hearted player!