Ludwig

Chapter 150
No amount of words can stop Elkeson's wonderful header!

In the 68th minute, Guangzhou Evergrande seized the opportunity of a quick counterattack in the frontcourt. Alan Carvalho sent an assist from a 45-degree angle on the right. Successful attack! ! !
Guangzhou Evergrande 1 to 1 Guangzhou Tengxun! ! !

The score, after 68 minutes of reincarnation, returned to the starting point again!

The fans of Guangzhou Evergrande instantly boiled like hot water!
"Elkerson!!!"

"Elkerson!!!"

"Elkerson!!!"

……

At this moment, the momentum of Guangzhou Evergrande in terms of the number of fans instantly suppressed the fans of the Fujixun team.

Cub Elkeson also spread his arms and rushed to the fans of Guangzhou Evergrande, showing his long-lost smile in this game.

Evergrande players also rushed forward to send blessings to their goal hero Elkeson.

This ball is too important for Evergrande.

However, this ball was too fatal for the Fujixun team.

Originally, the players of the Fujixun team were still working hard because of Li Yuming's goal.

But Elkeson, like a header from hell, ruthlessly and ruthlessly shattered the dream of the Fujixun team.

At this moment, some of the Fujixun team players were downcast, some were angry, and some were expressionless as if nothing had happened.

The former are mostly young players, while the latter are all players who have seen big scenes like Xu Liang and Mao Jianqing.

Although Xu Liang attached great importance to this game before the start of the game, his expression did not change much when he watched the Evergrande team equalize the score.

Perhaps Xu Liang had already expected it?Or maybe Xu Liang felt that in the next 20 minutes or so, he could overtake the score again?

There is also another possibility.

As the captain Xu Liang, if he is knocked down by Evergrande's equalizer at this moment, how can he lead the other 10 players on the field?

As the captain, no matter how big the wind, frost, snow and tears, he has to bear it!

Besides, Evergrande is just equalizing at this time, not overtaking.

The game is not over yet, there is still a chance!

Even if there is only 1 minute left!

It is also enough for football players to create miracles!
At this moment, Li Yuming's mind went blank.

At this time, Li Yuming would not think of any inspirational examples, nor would he think of any words of encouragement. He knew that the culprit of the team conceding goals was him! ! !
in case.

If he could judge that Alan Carvalho made a cross after receiving the ball, then he would definitely block it in time!
If I could block it in time when Alan Carvalho made a pass, then this goal would never happen!

But nothing if.

There is no such thing as regret medicine in this world. (Here, Yuanmou reminds readers that when making some key choices in life, you must be cautious, don’t go your own way, especially listen to other people’s opinions, or the same sentence: there is no medicine for regret in this world!!!)

Perhaps Li Yuming was too demanding on himself.

At this time, if the left back is played by someone else, it may not be able to intercept Alan Carvalho's pass.

Even Xu Liang, Xu Liang may not be able to do it.

Alan Carvalho's starting speed is not inferior to Li Yuming's at all.

One is a speed forward who is familiar with the forward position.

One is a left winger playing left back for the first time.

Both are equally fast.

But in terms of experience, Li Yuming suffered more than a big loss.

Li Yuming didn't want to make excuses for himself—it was his own fault, so there was no need to find any reason to shirk it.

"Mingzi, get up."

Covering his face, Li Yuming, who was squatting outside his restricted area, suddenly heard a familiar voice in front of him.

Li Yuming spread his hands covering his face and looked up slightly.

It turned out to be Xu Liang and Mao Jianqing.

The two big brothers who only joined the team in the new season are also the two big brothers who helped themselves the most.

"Stop blaming yourself, this ball, let me release Alan, I guess it's the same situation, get up."

Before Li Yuming opened his mouth, Xu Liang said a few words.

Seeing Mao Jianqing's extended hand, Li Yuming's heart felt hot.

"Thank you, Brother Liang, Brother Mao."

Grasping Mao Jianqing's extended hand, Li Yuming struggled vigorously, and finally stood up from the grass.

Xu Liang helped Li Yuming pat the weeds on the long johns: "Okay, there are still more than 20 minutes left, kick it well, there is still a chance."

"Ok!"

Li Yuming nodded fiercely, followed the two big brothers and continued to fight.

There are still more than 20 minutes of the game, isn't it!
Since there is still time!

Then there is still a chance to make up for my mistakes just now!
Come on!

Li Yuming!
Similarly, the Guangzhou Evergrande players returned to the court under the urging of the referee after a burst of joyful celebrations, ready to continue the game.

There's still 20 minutes left in the game.

Whoever wins will die.

Whoever has the last laugh.

Until the last moment, no one knows.

Therefore, Guangzhou Evergrande, which scored the equalizer, cannot get carried away.

This is just going back to the origin (the topic of the Chinese composition in the Guangdong college entrance examination in a certain year was "Back to the origin", if you didn't guess it, it should be the Guangdong college entrance examination in 2011)!
In the 70th minute, the Fujixun team kicked off!
Now that it is back to the original point, the Fujixun team dare not be careless after kick-off.

If Guangzhou Evergrande steals another one and a half goals, then the game will basically be declared over.

In order to seize the last time, the Fujixun team made a decisive decision: first control the ball, and then look for opportunities, do not shoot randomly, only seek the success rate.

Klopp and Watzke, who are far away in Germany, also have new insights.

Since the chairman of Dortmund Club Raubal left the conference room ahead of schedule, only Watzke and Klopp were left in the conference room to watch the Chinese FA Cup semi-final in China.

Klopp shook his head suddenly and clicked his tongue.

"Watzke, this guy's defense, tsk, not so good, really not so good."

Hearing Klopp's words, Watzke's eyes still did not leave the TV screen: "He is a winger..."

"No, no, please don't emphasize to me that he is a winger."

Before Watzke could finish speaking, Klopp interrupted him decisively.

"I know he's fast, very fast, but that's only fast, a pure speed winger, that's a player in classical tactics, not a player in modern tactics, you understand? Watzke .”

Despite being interrupted by Klopp, there was no anger on Watzke's face.

Watzke just smiled lightly, but his deep eyes never left every detail of the game on the TV screen. Maybe Mr. Watzke is more suitable to be a data analyst?And is a very good data analyst.

　One more chapter tonight

　　
　
(End of this chapter)