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Chapter 93 It seems I don't need to look to the left (Please add to your favorites)

Round 24 of the Chinese Super League.

Jiaozhou Weili Club VS Zhangzhou Baolai Club.

Willie is currently in fifth place in the standings.

Zhangzhou Baolai is currently ranked 14th in the standings, just one level above the relegation zone.

With only one point separating them from relegation, it's clear that Zhangzhou Baolai will fight tooth and nail to avoid it.

Of course, Jiaozhou Weili is stronger overall, but we can't be too afraid of the worst-case scenario!

Just 10 minutes into the first half, Zhangzhou Baolai's attack became incredibly intense.

They practically focused their attack on Willie's defensive midfield position throughout the match.

Han Fei, a player for Willy (U21), entered the first team thanks to his good performance in the second division and the club's support policy, and has also received a lot of opportunities during this period.

But whether it was due to nervousness or some other reason, he performed extremely poorly.

He was stiff, confused, and even made several mistakes.

"Han Fei, focus! Secure the ball first before making any moves!"

Chang Chen-ting was yelling from the sidelines; he was extremely anxious.

Wei Lai watched the changing situation on the field, especially Han Fei's defensive area, which made him frown repeatedly.

"Such poor sense of location selection!"

"That's not how you pass the ball! It's blocked the path!"

"It's over!"

Wei Lai grinned.

On the field, the moment Han Fei controlled the ball, Zhangzhou Baolai's Cameroonian Cheetah Magaka sprinted forward, stretched out his foot, and made a steal, directly threatening the defense.

"Zheng Tao, hang in there!"

Zheng Tao retreated repeatedly. He wasn't the type of defender who would press forward aggressively; his speed and turning ability were relatively slow.

Magaka is fast and agile.

Once he gets within threatening distance, he's in danger.

Fortunately, the left full-back Perard followed up to cover, and the two of them together limited the opponent, allowing Magaka to dribble the ball across the goal and shoot.

The ball struck Zheng Tao's shin and flew out of bounds.

"Don't retreat! It'll be dangerous if you retreat any further!"

Wang Hao shouted anxiously.

At that distance, if Magaka had made that slight breakthrough, the threat of his shot would have increased significantly.

The game resumed, and Han Fei remained Zhangzhou Baolai's weak point.

Wei Lai couldn't help but grin.

The defensive midfield position should be a barrier in front of the back line.

Now that the barrier is gone, it has turned into a pit.

Zhangzhou Baolai repeatedly exploited Han Fei's mistakes, constantly sending Cameroonian strikers to attack Willie's defense.

Looking at Zheng Tao's disheveled appearance, Wei Lai couldn't help but shake his head:

"It's like military training!"

Zheng Tao is a center back, and his strengths lie in aerial duels and judging the landing point.

However, his weaknesses are completely exposed when facing a speed-type striker.

Han Fei was supposed to be a barrier, but now the other side has directly created a gap in it. You can imagine how upset Zheng Tao must be.

Moreover, Zheng Tao will not only be tricked by Han Fei, but also yelled at by Wang Hao!
This makes it even worse!

Zhangzhou Baolai's Magaka broke through from the left flank. When he was near the edge of the penalty area, he looked up at the goal, but suddenly twisted the ball, flicked it laterally, and shot again with his right foot.

"Ugh?"

Wei Lai raised an eyebrow.

At the 30-minute mark, Jiaozhou Weili launched a sharp counterattack.

Wang Hao forcefully flung the ball towards the opponent's half. Jersey controlled the ball to the left and then suddenly pulled the ball in the opposite direction to dribble past his opponent, completing the breakthrough.

After the breakthrough, he didn't continue forward, but instead poked the ball with his toe, sending it forward.

Rubio, also a Belgian teammate, made a well-coordinated forward run, creating a one-on-one situation. Facing the onrushing goalkeeper, he chipped the ball over the goalkeeper and scored.

After 30 minutes, Jiaozhou Wely finally scored a goal.

This goal greatly relieved the pressure on the field.

"Whew!!!"

Wei Lai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

We've stabilized!
During halftime, Han Fei was singled out and given a furious dressing-down by Zhang Zhenting, who spit as he spoke, yelling and cursing fiercely. But this guy really deserved it!
After all, they played so badly; if it weren't for the strong performance of their foreign players, they would have really collapsed.

"Go down and reflect on your actions. Zhao Ding will replace him in the second half!"

Chang Chen-ting made the decision with a wave of his hand.

Wei glanced at the dejected Han Fei, guessing he would never get another chance to play.

If you didn't seize the opportunity, whose fault is that?
"Brother Zheng! Have some water!"

Wei Lai handed a bottle of water to Zheng Tao.

Zheng Tao's face was ashen; he was sulking.

"Damn it! What the hell is this, causing me so much trouble!"

After saying that, he glared at Han Fei with hatred.

Wei Lai silently mourned for Han Fei!

In competitive sports, being bad is the original sin!

Wei Lai hesitated for a moment, then said, "Brother Zheng, that Cameroonian striker doesn't seem to need to watch his left side!"

"what?"

Zheng Tao looked up; "What do you mean?"

Wei Lai asked, puzzled, "Didn't you know? There was no information about him before the match?"

"Where did you find this information? I don't know where Baolai found it from. He just joined this season and got a serious injury, missing half the season. I thought he was just a dud, but I didn't expect him to be so strong!" Zheng Tao took a sip of water and said unhappily, "This game was a disgrace!"

Wei looked at Zheng Tao; "He broke through on the left side several times, but then suddenly swerved to the right!"

Zheng Tao: "Yeah! That spike almost made my head spin."

Wei Lai grinned; "Brother Zheng, there's a reason he spikes the ball!"

What's the reason?

Zheng Tao asked.

Wei Lai: "Nine minutes into the first half, he made a diagonal forward run from right to left, received the ball, suddenly pulled it back, turned, and then completed the cross!"

"At the 21st minute, he broke through on the left flank, clearly had a shooting angle, but still cut the ball to the other side!"

"39 minutes, the same position, the same dribble, don't you find that strange?"

Zheng Yang was stunned by Wei Lai's words.

He looked at Wei Lai and said, "You mean..."

Wei Lai nodded; "He can't use his left foot!"

"Just keep an eye on his right side and leave the left side open. Even if he does shoot, the quality won't be high, and Hao will definitely be able to save it. You just need to make sure he doesn't shoot with his right foot!"

Zheng Tao frowned; "Will it work?"

Wei Lai shrugged; "Give it a try! You can't defend against it anyway!"

Zheng Tao laughed and cursed, "Get lost!"

"Okay!"

In the second half, the two sides switched sides and started playing.

"Where did Pauline find that Cameroon No. 9?"

Chang Chen-ting frowned.

This guy poses a lot of threat to Willie and must be closely monitored.

"There's very little information available, even less video footage, and the quality is very blurry. I heard he was scouted by Zhangzhou Baolai Football Club while playing in Cameroon!"

Chang Chen-ting clicked his tongue lightly, clearly finding it troublesome.

What I fear most is this kind of unorthodox approach, where there's absolutely no information, yet the results are surprisingly good.

Wei Lai sat on the bench, looking at the field, or more precisely, at Zheng Tao.

"It should work, right?"

He felt that his judgment was correct!

That Cameroonian striker must have a terrible left foot, it could even be described as crippled.

The reason is simple: this guy touches the ball with his right foot all the time!

Use your right foot to stop the ball and also use your right foot to pass it.

Logically, stopping the ball with the left foot and passing it with the right foot is the most reasonable rhythm.

But there's definitely a reason why he'd rather be a step behind and still kick like that!

Wei Lai felt that Zheng Tao could really give it a try.

(End of this chapter)