Legend of the Blue Lion

Chapter 45 You Think I'm Seaman

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The ball was once again controlled by the Bahuang team, leading their feet in the midfield, looking for gaps and opportunities.

Hou Yafu passed the ball, caught off guard, and was intercepted by Jia Band's striker.

Maybe it was a pleasant surprise, this guy was so excited, he shot a super long-distance lob from the middle circle, and the goal was the opponent's goal.

The drama of becoming famous with one goal is so easy to make people think?
The ball crossed half the field and hit the goal behind He Yu.

He Yu's position was a little forward, and his instant reaction drove him to run behind in big strides.

No accidents, no mistakes.

The ball was picked steadily, and the monkey picked the peach without any difficulty.

"I wipe!
If I don't show off my power, I will be Ximan! "

Holding the ball in his hand, He Yu yelled.

Supported by the left leg, the ball was thrown in the air, and the right leg was bowed to the back, and it was pulled out with all its strength!

"Ouch!"

The soles of his feet slipped, and as soon as his feet touched the ball, He Yuren fell to the ground!
Before he had a chance to react, the football scrambled out and hit teammate Weng Han crookedly on the back before turning back.

I saw the football, landing, falling together, bouncing, and rolling towards the goal.

He Yu thumped, and before he could get up in time, he crawled on the ground and flew away.

The ball was very naughty, didn't give a little face, rubbed the goal post, and rolled into the goal...

"I wipe..."

Wu Yao on the sidelines was shocked by what happened just now, and was speechless.

If this goalkeeper wasn't his good brother, he would have to scold him for three lives and three lives.

He Yu was still upset, pacing in front of the door.But he didn't forget to check on Weng Han's situation. If he was injured by a kick, it would be even more embarrassing.

As for the Chenzhou Jia Band, the whole team embraced the coaches and players on the bench.The festive occasion is simply the visual sense of the Spring Festival Gala, both lively and funny.

To make matters worse, the loudspeaker for live broadcast sounded.

"The Chenzhou Jia Band scored a goal, the goalkeeper was the goalkeeper of Changsha Bahuang team, No. 22 He Yu, an own goal.

场上比分0比1，场上比分0比1，场上比分0比……1！”

He Yu's embarrassment came up, and now it's over, and before it's too late to repent, he's already lost face...

"Well, it's impossible not to be discovered by him now."

Good brother Shi Shun came over, patted him on the shoulder, and said:

"It's okay, don't worry, I won't comfort you.

It's no problem to win them, let Lao Wu come up later and bite them.

But this idiot host is really an amateur, yelling.This is our home court, but also cheer for the visiting team?
After kicking, I'll pull him out and beat him up, don't stop me.

Or, do you want to come together? "

He Yu smiled faintly, clapped hands with Shi Shun as an alliance, and reached a consensus in the battle.

"Brothers, shine your sword!"

Captain Hou Yafu gave a loud roar, and the game continued.

The original plan was disrupted, and the whole team of Changsha Bahuang started bombing in turn.

He Yu was not affected by the accident just now, and still felt open and closed.

Moreover, his position has also been advanced. In order to cater to the overall attack strategy, his control range has also been expanded, and that is where he can best display his potential.

The pressure on the Jia band was getting bigger and bigger, the whole line was shrinking, and the bus was placed in front of the door.However, he couldn't hold back the enemies like hungry wolves rushing for food, and was repeatedly pierced by the Bahuang team.

In the 38th minute, the whole team of Bahuang came under pressure.

Hou Yafu and General No. 8 Tian passed a few kicks and hit the wall in a small area to cooperate, while Zhong Yumin pulled the opponent's defense line in the penalty area.

Suddenly, General Tian stabbed unexpectedly with his kick, and the football stuck to the lawn, passed through the crotches of two people, and then hit the goalkeeper's leg!

Refraction into the net, all in one go.

"Pretty!"

He Yu was very relieved, watching General Tian slipping on his knees, he waved his hands very confidently in celebration.

He was also in his own half, his fists clenched and shaking violently.

"Changsha Bahuang team scored a goal and the score was 1-1!

Goal scorer, No. 8, General Tian!
Number 8, General Tian!
number 8……"

"General Tian!"

The scene was like a tsunami, and the crowd was surging!
But I didn't want to, the disgusting host who added drama to himself, said another sentence.

"Changsha athletes, come on, you are the best!"

Whether the audience vomited or not, I don't know.

"I wipe!"

But Wu Yao really couldn't take it anymore, struggling to go to the director's room to catch the demon.

Yang Lin, the backup player on the side, dragged him to death. If Wu Yao's violent temper really went up, there would definitely be a big commotion.

"Brother, take it easy!

You really went, let alone today, you have to sit on the bench for the entire season. "

Wu Yao didn't bother anymore, he sat back and sat obediently, but was unhappy.

This is too aggrieved, not being able to perform on stage, but also blowing the wind on the sidelines, and listening to a stupid bastard.

On the court, the Bahuang team still played high and high, attacking fiercely, and couldn't stop at all.

The football is basically halfway through, and it is hovering between the opponent's goal and the center circle, flying back and forth.

However, the Jia Band was even more defensive, forming the most famous 910 formation in the national football team.

9 defenders squatted in the penalty area, and 1 midfielder was responsible for dribbling the ball out to delay time.

forward?

Sorry, no...

"It seems that Changsha Bahuang has tried his best, and there is nothing much he can do in the face of the intensive defense that is dedicated to delaying time.

Rivers, we will play against them in the next game.

They are all old opponents, and our Boda is familiar with them, so there is nothing to hide. "

In the stands, a man wearing sunglasses patted a young man in sportswear beside him.

"Understood, this year's championship basically depends on the situation between our two teams and the two games.

In addition, I have never scored a goal in the goal guarded by He Yu. "

Saying this, the young man looked up at the direction of He Yu, and stared at the goal behind him, without looking away for a long time...

At the end of the half, the two sides are playing half-court in the rhythm of you not coming and going.

The Jia band also fought hard, defending their dignity not to lose, and dragging the score of 1 to 1 until the end of halftime.

The Bahuang team is also firing on all cylinders, but they only see blossoms, but no results.

When Zhong Yumin left the field, those who were hit by Wu Yao were about to fight him.If it wasn't for Shi Shun's mediation, Zhou Yuan would have to go out in person to make an example.

He Yu did not participate in the verbal battle between the few of them, and walked while looking at the familiar figure on the rostrum.

I originally planned to go to him to talk about the old days in person at halftime.This time, the first goal of the game was his own goal, and he was really ashamed.

With a sigh, she walked to the locker room lonely.

When everyone was present, Zhou Yuan gave a crackling reprimand.

From the striker to the midfielder, no one raised his head.After more than 20 minutes of strong attack, he didn't take it down, and no one looked good.

Even the general Tian who scored the goal is the same.His goal was on the outside, and he couldn't start the situation, so he had a flash of inspiration and kicked a long shot.

"Although we are behind, we are somewhat passive.

However, we should be more rhythmic.Lao Hou, your scheduling on the court today is very substandard.

It is expected that there will be a bus on the opposite side. When we face this kind of intensive defense, is there nothing we can do?

What I want to see is not the gorgeous shooting data, even if there are only two or three shots.

After a strong attack, if there is no transformation in the end, it will be a bad shot..."

Zhou Yuan was analyzing and making arrangements, he didn't mean to blame, but calmly communicated with them.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the locker room...

(End of this chapter)