Chapter 52

"Chen Hao?"

"That's... Chen Hao?"

"Chen Hao... wants to appear?"

From the stand closest to the substitute area, a small sound came out.

The voice suddenly became louder at first, but then fell silent again.

The 85th minute has passed, and the Chinese team's substitution application has just been submitted. His playing... What effect can it have?
Could it be... just to swipe a number of appearances and block the fans' calls for refunds?
Huh?
That stinky and shameless guy... He was the one who came so late, but he still shamelessly waved at the fans in the stands? !

The Chinese team is already playing in such a mess, how can he still laugh?

Does he have any self-respect? !-
In the 81st minute, Chen Hao arrived on the bench.

In the 83rd minute, he changed his clothes and boots, and started warming up by the way.

In the 85th minute, the assistant coach submitted a substitution application.

In the 86th minute, Chen Hao finally stood beside the fourth official.

"Chen Hao is ready to play, but..."

He Wei glanced at the time, and said with difficulty the famous line belonging to another commentator:
"The time left for the Chinese team is really running out."
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"Pay attention to defense!"

After seeing Chen Hao playing, South Korean coach Uli Stielike immediately issued instructions to the players and used up two substitutions at the same time.

Although he didn't believe that one person could turn the tide of the battle, he still hid his hand.

After confirming the roster of the Chinese team, he had rehearsed such a scenario in his usual training.

So... Chen Hao, who had just appeared on the field, found without any surprise that within two meters of himself as the center, there were two more energetic, fierce-eyed, five-strong and three-thick defensive players!

Even the commentator He Wei clearly noticed the Korean team's tactics:

"The South Korean team removed two forwards and replaced them with two defensive midfielders. They are going to take a strict look at Chen Hao. The last hope of the Chinese team has fallen into the opponent's quagmire!"

Xu Yang shook his head:

"Even in international football, the South Korean team has always been one of the most disciplined teams. The tactical deployment assigned to them by the head coach will be implemented without compromise. Chen Hao wants to score this time. It's definitely not going to be as easy as it was against Bhutan..."

His voice slowly lowered, because he saw that the man in the picture raised his hand.

"All retreat."

While shouting loudly, Chen Hao returned to the front of his own penalty area and took over the ball from Zheng Zhi's feet.

Seeing him retreat so far back, the two midfielders defending him did not keep up, but stayed near the 30-meter line, forming a multi-level press with other teammates.

Zheng Zhi was already sweating profusely, he glanced at Chen Hao:
"Tell me, how can we help you?"

Chen Hao patted him on the back and passed the ball past the penalty area:

"You just stand here and wait for me to score a goal!"

Zheng Zhi couldn't help but froze in place!
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"Chen Hao started to push forward with the ball, and the South Korean players rushed up. Wu Lei was not far away. They could form a two-for-one cooperation... No pass?"

He Wei's facial muscles twitched a little, he didn't know what kind of explanation he would make next.

He didn't even know what would happen next.

He could only stare at the broadcast screen without blinking, and followed the white figure of No. 11.
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Wu Lei ran two steps forward, but did not wait for the imaginary pass.

He stopped helplessly, turned his head and looked sideways.

The vacancy just now was definitely a good opportunity!
As long as Chen Hao sends a through pass, he can use the anti-offside to tear open the line of defense!
Why don't you pass it on? !
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Of course, Chen Hao had reasons not to pass it on.

He and these teammates have only had one training camp, and they can't grasp the characteristics of each person at all. How fast, how strong, and how much lead can Wu Lei catch this through?

What's more...Even if it's a one-on-one game and facing half an empty goal, for a national team striker, kicking away is more common than shooting on target, isn't it?
From the moment he appeared on the stage 15 seconds ago, he had already decided to solve the battle by himself!

He has done it many times in the club, why can't he do it in the national team?

He started charging forward from the top of the arc in his penalty area! -
The two South Korean midfielders immediately rushed up one from the left and one from the right. They kept in mind the coach's instructions and closed the door directly towards the middle, sealing Chen Hao's forward path. At the same time, they kept their eyes on Chen Hao. Keep your opponent's feet in check to prevent him from shooting or passing the ball directly.

Wu Lei was still waiting not far away for a response, but he 100% couldn't wait for the pass.

Chen Hao's feet have already moved!

The Korean players were highly nervous, but they didn't wait for any exquisite fake moves!
Chen Hao directly pushed the ball...to the front!
The football rolled directly to the feet of one of the midfielders!

"Hey……"

He Wei let out a sigh:
"Chen Hao wants to pass through the crotch, but his strength seems to be unsure...Huh?!"

His sigh turned into an exclamation, and then his whole voice raised an octave:

"The ball is over!"
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"thump!"

Zheng Yourong sat down on the turf, he didn't even know what happened just now.

I clearly saw that the opponent kicked the ball over, but... maybe the ball was too fast, and just as I stretched out my foot to stop the ball, the football bounced on the inside of the arch of my foot, slightly behind, and then... Like a refraction, it bounced from between his legs to behind him!

Zheng Yourong, who kicked the air, saw Chen Hao passing by him immediately. He felt anxious and subconsciously wanted to turn around, but he fell down because he lost his center of gravity, and even his partner was affected!
This was a simple pass through the crotch, but... Chen Hao used the opponent's right foot to slightly change the direction of the breakthrough!

One over two!

There are nine more!
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Having broken through the first line of defense, the South Korean team immediately formed a siege around the middle circle. Four players, Jang Soo Hyun, Kim Seung Dae, Lee Jong Ho, and Joo Se Joong, rushed towards him like iron claws.

But because of the different positions, there is still an obvious gap between them!
For Chen Hao who has mastered the magic dance steps, these gaps are enough!
The crotch piercing had already allowed him to complete the start and speed up. Facing the encirclement, he still didn't need to make any complicated fake moves, just charged with the ball!

The defender is always the passive side, not to mention that the four South Korean players started two seconds later than Chen Hao!
Can they keep up with Chen Hao who is sprinting at full speed? -
Wu Lei stopped completely, he finally gave up the idea of ​​meeting Chen Hao, and then watched that figure rush into the encirclement!

His eyes were wide open, but he didn't see the tragedy of people turning their backs and bayonets turning red.

In his eyes, Chen Hao seemed to be transformed into a flexible willow branch, swaying casually twice in the storm, and broke out of the encirclement just like that!

Those four defensive midfielders didn't even touch a piece of his clothes!
If they missed the first step, they would never catch up with Chen Hao!

"Chen Hao! He made consecutive breakthroughs with the ball! The South Korean player made a flying shovel! He didn't get a shovel!"

He Wei's voice became higher and higher, so that it completely lost its usual timbre.

As his voice became more and more hoarse, Chen Hao single-handedly reached the 30-meter zone of the South Korean team.

In front of him... there are five more! -
Jin Yingquan's palms suddenly dripped with sweat.

As the main defender of Evergrande, he has experienced countless vicious battles over the years. The AFC Champions League final, Club World Cup, World Cup... are all proof of his honor.

But at this moment, when he saw that figure break through the encirclement net of four teammates, he still couldn't restrain his heart palpitations!
"Stop him!"

He let out a roar, and the four guards including him came out from four directions like four hungry tigers!

But he saw the white number 11, three meters away from him, with a bow and an arrow!
Direct long shot?

The alarm bells in Jin Yingquan's heart were ringing!

Without any hesitation, he directly lifted his feet off the ground, and a fierce sliding shovel went straight to Chen Hao's legs!

Want the ball...or die? !
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"Whoosh..."

Kim Young-kwon was still gliding on the turf, his feet still a foot above the ground.

Didn't block the ball, didn't kick the leg, his studs didn't even touch anything!
The black and white football slipped under his feet that left the ground!
But that white figure leaped directly from above!

This is another kind of ball passing!
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Jin Yingquan's mood fell to the bottom.

As the backbone of the team's defense, he was broken by the opponent like this? !
Once there is a flaw in the encirclement circle formed by four people...then the gates of the city are already wide open!

All that was left for Chen Hao was a goalkeeper behind them!

Poor, weak, desperate, and helpless goalkeeper!

"Chen Hao broke into the penalty area! Shoot!"

He Wei's voice finally broke through his throat, and a tearing voice broke out:

"The ball has been scored!"

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