The most low-key superstar

Chapter 383 Repaying the Other Body with His Way
"This lineup is enough, as long as the players still have the determination to strive for honor." Perrin was still a little worried when Ferguson came up with this starting list, but Ferguson didn't seem to agree.

"But Lyon's impact this season is very strong. Fiorentina, Liverpool, and Real Madrid have all suffered." Perrin still wanted to persuade Ferguson.

"They underestimate Lyon too much. They always want to suppress their opponents and defeat them with strong attacks. In fact, you still haven't noticed that Lyon's goals are all completed in counterattacks. I just want them to attack. I just want to Let's see how they fight back." Ferguson said firmly.

In fact, Lyon's football has never been offensive football. Their lineup always gives people a very offensive feeling. In fact, Puel is a pragmatist from the bottom of his heart. He can do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. Although some players are an offensive player on the surface, but in reality?What Puel assigned to him was completely defensive tasks. They were all playing screens, and Lyon's offense was the core of several counterattacks.

Liverpool was fooled, and Real Madrid even more so, but Ferguson is an old fox who pays more attention to results, and Puel has met his opponent.

Coach Ferguson is going to use Lyon's favorite defensive counterattack to deal with Lyon at home. It depends on how you deal with it at home. It doesn't matter if you don't attack. Anyway, I still have a home court. I can attack. My defense is definitely not bad, and I counterattack The strength is ready, wait for me to attack, sorry, no preparation, look at the starting lineup, there are no aggressive players, in order to make the players on the field make up their minds, Ferguson even put Rooney on the bench, the striker is Irving .

"The match has begun. We are very honored to invite our former hero. Djorkaeff will be the broadcast guest of today's match. Yuri says hello to the audience."

"Hello everyone, I'm Yuri Djorkaeff. It's very kind to return to my hometown this time. The city of Lyon is still so beautiful."

"What? Yuri, are you from Lyon?" The host was surprised. In fact, this guy was completely pretending. If Djorkaeff hadn't been from Lyon, the TV station wouldn't have invited him back during the key game in Lyon.

"Yes, I was born in Lyon. However, because my father is also a player, I left Lyon later. The most regrettable thing is that I didn't have the opportunity to play for my hometown team."

"Okay, Yuri, what kind of prediction do you have for this game? You see, the game has already started for 10 minutes, but both sides are still testing. It won't work like this."

"Coach Puel must have met an opponent. Mr. Ferguson has rich experience. Lyon needs to be more careful."

"Ooh - shot -"

"Delgado's long shot from 30 meters away was too direct and was directly confiscated by the opponent's goalkeeper."

"If, I mean if, Lyon beat Manchester United to the final, does Lyon have a chance of winning the title?"

"Why not? The goal of every team participating in the Champions League is the championship. Why can't Lyon?"

"Is the opponent Inter Milan or Barcelona?"

"Asshole, beat us Manchester United first!"

"That's right, it's too arrogant."

The Manchester United fans watching the game outside the stadium were a little angry. They hated the TV host very much, as if Lyon would definitely beat Manchester United.

"Nicole, are we going to attack?" Valencia was a little anxious. He hadn't had a chance to attack and sprint since the beginning of the game.

"Don't be in a hurry, be steady, they are the ones who are in a hurry now."

"Don't wait, since they don't want to, then we'll just run over it." Puel still didn't wait for the scene he hoped for in the end. The opponent seemed to be calm and not in a hurry at all. As long as Lyon's defensive strength increased, Manchester United shrank back under the leadership of Nicole.

The boos of the fans at the scene forced Puel to adjust his tactics. In the past 10 minutes, there was almost no confrontation between the two teams. The lethargic scene certainly wasn't supported by the fans.

"Sissoko went up."

The Lyon team finally let go of their hands and feet and began to attack aggressively. More than 20 minutes of the game had passed, and the famous Red Devils Manchester United were still playing their own football without haste.

Lyon have been used to that kind of scene this season, Liverpool, Real Madrid and even Fiorentina.

"Darren, pay more attention to Raphael." Nicole reminded Fletcher, and he found that the opponent seemed to focus on Raphael.As for the left side, that's too strong.

"Sissoko handed the ball to Karlstrom, and he went forward to meet it, beautiful! Ederson caught the ball beautifully, and with a dodge, he threw the opponent's Anderson away. It's time to play the ball——"

"Damn! Manchester United counterattack! Back to defense!"

Nichol accelerated from the side and cut off the ball at Edson's feet, then swayed to the left and suddenly turned from the right, dribbling forward with the ball at high speed.

"Opportunity - it's Nickel, a good chance for Manchester United to counterattack!"

"Pass the ball—"

"Through pass to the space on the left! There's—"

"Ryan! Giggs' speed is still his greatest weapon—"

In this lineup, Ferguson's arrangement is very clear, that is, Nicole decides the direction of the ball, Irving looks for opportunities in front, and Valencia and Giggs are two sharp knives.

Defensive counterattack!This is the problem Ferguson gave Puel, Puel's favorite tactic, how will he solve it himself?

"Pass back!" Although Nickell focused on the backcourt, it didn't mean he didn't go up front.There were no good opportunities in front of Giggs, but this situation was thought of before Nickle passed the ball, so he followed up.

"Giggs - eh, he made a pass back, Nicole got the ball -"

"Dangerous! Beautiful thru!"

"Valencia, he faced the goalkeeper, he didn't shoot, he knocked—"

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! Michael -- Owen! Owen received a cross from Valencia in the penalty area and swept the ball into the empty goal without a defensive player. Clean cooperation!"

"Hush..." There were nearly [-] Manchester United fans at the scene, but amidst the boos, the cheers from the Manchester United fans seemed so small.

"Come on! Teach these British guys a lesson!"

"Attack! Let them see Lyon's football!"

"Simple, effective coordination, one-hit fatal pass! All the pinnacle of football art is reflected in this goal. It seems that Owen is the goal and Valencia is the assist. However, everyone should see clearly One essence, that is, the captain of the opponent, Nicole, had two beautiful passes. The first pass was passed to Giggs, and he used Giggs' left-handed breakthrough to attract Lyon's defensive strength. The next second pass Passing the ball is the fatal blow, when Valencia received the pass from Nicole, we can see that Lyon's defense is useless and no one can stop the opponent." Djorkaeff spoke eloquently , regardless of the fact that there are more Lyon fans in front of the TV.

Owen jumped on Valencia, and he was very happy to start in such a crucial game. At this moment, what he hopes most is to have Capello in the stands. Now that it has reached the last moment of the England team formation, Owen is eager to be able to There are more performance opportunities.

What Owen didn't know was that although Capello didn't appear at the Gerland Stadium, he was watching the live broadcast of the game, of course in London.

Now there is only one team left in the Champions League, Manchester United, and almost all eyes have fallen on Manchester United's game. The league champion has already belonged, and the Champions League has become the focus of everyone's attention.

"The goal is scored! The goal is scored! Irving, Irving stands in front of us again with a goal. He will use this goal to tell us that the golden boy is not old yet, and he can still score goals!"

"Peel! A beer each, and it's mine."

"Oh! Old John has become rich, why is he so generous today?" Most people around Old John knew Old John, but until Old John was not rich.

"I bought a lottery. As long as Manchester United wins, I will earn [-] pounds for every goal. Now it is [-] pounds." Old John was a little proud.

"These bastards, how did you let Nicole pass the ball so easily and mark his people?" Puel shouted angrily from the sidelines, and his messy hair was even more messed up by him.

"How? David, my arrangement is correct. This kind of tactics is what we should choose the most. As for the defense, if Nicole devotes himself to the defense, it will be up to them..." Ferguson smiled, It is definitely a blessing to meet Lyon in the semi-finals of the Champions League. Although Lyon has created some miracles this season, their opponents are all in a bad state.

Perrin rolled his eyes, now that Ferguson really likes to joke more and more with age.

The game restarted amid the shouts of the fans, Lyon had no choice, they bit the bullet and launched an attack.

"Lisandro's header, unfortunately, he took off earlier, there is still a chance, Pjanic gets the ball, foul!"

"Damn the referee, doesn't he know that this is the Gerland Stadium? This is Lyon's home court, and he turned a blind eye to Fletcher's foul."

……

"If this continues, Lyon's situation will be even worse. Their defense is too empty." Djorkaeff frowned, he smelled danger.

Only 7 minutes from the last goal.

Lyon continued to attack, goalkeeper Lloris kicked the ball forward, Nichol didn't jump up to fight for the top, Ederson next to him was surprised, because all his movements and strength were in the same way as Nichols. The premise of taking off and competing for the top with him was calculated, and the result was that Ederson's head didn't touch the ball at all.

Nichol behind him easily unloaded the ball with his right foot, and then, before Ederson could react, he rushed forward.

"He—" Edson raised his hand subconsciously, wanting to say that Nicole had fouled, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't yell out. Nichol never touched him at all, so why should he say that he fouled?

If Ederson yells 'Foul! 'Then he will get too many people's contempt and stares, even if he has home court advantage, he can't turn black and white.

Nickell passed the ball to Rafael who was on the sideline. After several games, Rafael's self-confidence became stronger and stronger.

After Rafael took the ball, he quickly moved forward. While the opponent's defense was not organized, he moved forward as much as possible. Speed ​​is the soul of the counterattack. At this moment, the Lyon team's defensive attention has been drawn to the wing by Raphael.

"Direct transmission—"

"Rafael's pass was very sudden, the opponent didn't expect Raphael to pass the ball at this time, and Valenciyen received the pass."

After Valencia received the pass, he quickly went down the sidewalk, and then, after making a slight adjustment, observed the situation in the penalty area, and made a direct pass.

Valencia's crosses were fast and low, because in the opposition box, Manchester United did not have height, they were more about speed and angles.

Neither Irving nor Anderson in the penalty area touched the ball, nor did Lyon's central defenders. Even if they could, they would not dare.

The football flew past the goal and flew directly to the back point, which is the empty left side.

A white figure appeared there, he didn't stop the ball, but set up a posture, facing the flying football, he shot directly,

"Ooooh-Nikkor! Shoot--"

The football flew directly to the upper right corner of the goal like a fired shell.

And at this moment, Lyon's goalkeeper Lloris is still on the left, too late to come over...

"GOAL! GOAL! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!" The TV commentator from Sky England roared the loudest he could, "Nicole scored! The total score became 2:0! Manchester United led by two goals! This goal The ball came from Manchester United captain Nicole Williams, a young man who is good at performing miracles, and you must know that a few seasons ago, he was still a disabled person who was considered unable to play football."

"And now, he is the hottest player in England and the world! What a beautiful goal! Can Lyon still be as confident as they were before the game?"

"Manchester United scored two goals before the first half ended, and now Lyon must clearly realize that their opponent is the first successful defending champion of the Champions League, and they are now heading for the third consecutive championship. Hardworking Red Devils Manchester United!"

There was deathly silence at the Gerland Stadium, including [-] Manchester United fans, who were all shocked by Nickel's shot. Immediately, the Manchester United fans first started to revel, celebrating their goal!

"Nicole! Long live!
"Get out, watch out for your head!" The scolding sounded all over the sky, this is France, and Lyon's home court, they will not let Manchester United celebrate their victory as they please.

"Hey, old John, congratulations, it's another hundred pounds, it's great, you have to thank Nicole very much, look, what a goal this goal is!" Amidst the cheers of everyone, one person was full of joy. said old John.

"That's right, haha..." Old John was very satisfied with Nickell's goal.

"Look, Angela, it's Dad, how handsome he is!" In Manchester, Nicole's house, Aunt Huang's family accompanied Yang Mi and Angela to watch the game, because Angela was there.

Neither of the two young fans of Nicole dared to shout out loudly. The two brothers and sisters clenched their fists tightly and opened their mouths wide, but they didn't shout out. Judging from the shape of their mouths, it was, "Long live! Nicole!" !"

After scoring the goal, Nicole rushed across the billboard, came to the sidelines, and raised his arms high under the stands of Manchester United fans——

Many fans stretched out their hands and clapped hands with Nicole, "Nice job, Nicole! Fuck them again!"

"You're so handsome! Nicole, your shot is so handsome. If I were a woman, I would definitely fall in love with you!"

"No, I'm in love with you now, Nicole!"

"Champion, we still want to be champion! Three consecutive championships!"

"Almighty Nicole, I really can't think of anything else he can't do?" At this moment, Djorkaeff didn't make any long speeches.

"2:0, to be honest, I can guess that Manchester United has a great hope to advance to the final, but I didn't expect that Manchester United will have such a big advantage in the devilish Gerland Stadium, two away games Scoring a goal and almost sending Manchester United to the Bernabeu."

"What a bunch of bastards, absolute bastards, defense, what about our defense?" Puel had a hard time accepting this result. In the first half, their offense was terrible, and there was no way to score into the opponent's penalty area. The defensive layer after layer, and the counterattack of the midfielder is so sharp that he does not give his players a chance to react.

After returning to the court, Nicole fell into the claws of his teammates again. Among the human arhats he hadn't enjoyed for a long time, Nicole let out a burst of screams, "You guys with no humanity!" '

The game re-kicked off again, and Lyon's offense still couldn't find a breakthrough. They seldom successfully passed the ball into the 30-meter area, and could only use some unreliable long-range shots to maintain a deterrent attack on Manchester United.

'mean!Shameless!villain! ...' Puel walked towards the locker room, scolding Coach Ferguson in his heart. He has used all the dirty words he can, but what can he do?

Seeing the players walking in with their heads drooping, Puel was even more angry, "Head up!" Before the doors were closed, everyone outside looked towards this side in surprise, the loud noise came from here have to.

The assistant coach quickly closed the door, and Puel had already started to spray.

Different from the tragic and angry here, the Manchester United players walked into the locker room talking and laughing, and they were still discussing and reviewing the two goals.

"It's really fun. It's been a long time since I played such a refreshing ball."

"That's right, what's wrong with Lyon, isn't it amazing? Real Madrid, Liverpool..."

　It’s too cruel, friends who voted for updates, you must know that Wukong didn’t save the manuscript, [-], what a huge number, but, just for everyone’s hope, Wukong decided to fight, read this chapter first, There will be more in a while, it seems that the time is a bit tight.

　　
　
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