football career from scratch

The stands were cheering, the referee blew the whistle for a goal, Jiang Hai went to shake his fist, Zuo Feng ran back to show his presence, Dong Lin was smiling cheerfully...

Zhao Yang and the others were at a loss - did they score a goal?No wonder these two guys can cover the sky with one hand in amateur games. With such a cooperation, how can they defend?
"If it wasn't by accident...it would be really difficult to defend."

Meng Zhaohui came back, frowned and said, "That Zuo Feng, it takes only two seconds to get the ball to the cross. It's hard to interfere with him in this little time."

"Yeah, with such a precise pass, even if Luo Ping strikes in time, it's hard to get the first spot, especially if the opponent just taps lightly, it will be an empty goal..."

As Zhao Yang said, he looked at Bu Qingyun with his eyes, his meaning was obvious, the defensive method you mentioned is useless, what should we do now?

Then he saw Bu Qingyun's half-smile, looking at the other side, as if he didn't hear anything.

Zhao Yang couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, at this moment you seem to be out of your mind, what are you doing?

He couldn't help pushing Bu Qingyun, and Bu Qingyun came back to his senses: "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing? They all scored goals, why are you not in a hurry? You can't be an undercover agent, are you?" Liu Junfeng said angrily.

"It's just a ball, there's nothing to worry about." Bu Qingyun said indifferently.

"But this kind of attack, what should we do? We can't defend it at all." Zhao Yang sighed.

"Just let them pass the ball less accurately." Bu Qingyun said indifferently: "Boss, we will change positions later, you go up and press with my younger brother, and leave the midfield to me."

"Are you going to deal with Zuo Feng? He passes the ball very quickly after receiving the ball." Meng Zhaohui couldn't help but say.

"His level can have such a precise pass, it can only prove that he only has one move, and even the area is strictly limited. If he leaves that area, the accuracy of his cross will be greatly reduced. " Bu Qingyun said lazily: "It's easy to deal with."

"Really? Then I'll try." Zhao Yang said enthusiastically.

"It's not that I don't know if he has other tricks, so I will try to deal with it first, and if it works, I will let the boss do it." Bu Qingyun said haha.

"This guy, could it be that he is invincible when he talks about it, but powerless when he does it? This statement is also very accurate." Meng Zhaohui thought in surprise, there are more and more things that Bu Qingyun makes him feel strange.

The others ran away suspiciously, but Bu Qingyun fell into thinking again.

"This kind of heading ability, it seems that he is really that person. He is as stupid as the rumors say, and he is controlled by such a villain." Bu Qingyun sighed.

In his opinion, with Dong Lin's header ability, even if he is not good enough in other places, he can't play in the top league. It is more than enough to play as a main substitute in the second tier league, but he can only make a living in amateur games. I don't know how he messed up.

It seems that the crux of the matter still lies in that Zuo Feng, just in time, let him teach him a lesson.

The game restarted, and now it was Zhao Yang's turn to attack. However, when Liu Junfeng and Zhao Yang, who were relatively far behind, got the ball, they were immediately forced to jump by Dong Lin and Zuo Feng!
Although Dong Lin is so big and seems to move slowly, his running ability is not bad at all, especially in such a narrow range, others may have to take three or four steps. Swing, two steps to cross.Under such circumstances, his pressing ability is also quite outstanding.

On the other hand, Zuo Feng began to run flexibly, cutting off the opponent's route of the ball. Zhao Yang and Liu Junfeng passed the ball back and forth a few times, but they couldn't pass the ball smoothly to the feet of Bu Qingyun and Meng Zhaohui in the frontcourt. With a blind big foot, Jiang Hai happened to control where the ball landed.

"Young Master Jiang cut it beautifully!" Jiang Jiali and Jiang Guohua who were sitting off the court immediately flattered in unison.

Jiang Hai was triumphant, and felt that this steal was enough to kill Nesta and overwhelm Gianletti, but he was still clear-headed, knowing that his defense was good, so he didn't want to join in the offense.

So he passed the ball, keeping an eye on Zuo Feng's running position, and when he saw that Zuo Feng was about to reach the area on the left side close to the center line he had agreed, he immediately passed the ball over!
Zuo Feng saw the ball flying towards him, and said yes in his heart, he took the ball at this position, made a long pass, and it was another ball immediately!

It's easy to beat the opponent with two balls at the beginning, and it will be easy to win this game. At that time, it will be 50, and it will be enough to distribute 45 to that stupid big guy. [-] is enough to pay a down payment in Ningshui City. Next, I can hug Jiang Hai to the young master's thick legs, get promoted and raise salary as CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the peak of life!
Just when Zuo Feng was thinking about it, the cold reality immediately poured him a basin of water.

He obviously paid attention before catching the ball, and no one around could stop the pass, but just as he was about to catch the ball, a Jiefang shoe with a lot of mud appeared in his sight , and then easily blocked the ball.

"Fuck, the ball was actually stolen!"

Zuo Feng cursed in his heart, and immediately went up to steal the ball, but the opponent didn't stop the ball, but took the ball and turned around, then raised his foot and passed the ball...

There was a moment of silence in the stands, and then there was a huge burst of laughter. Bu Qingyun's steal this time was still very beautiful, but the next pass...that would be too childish, it was just a very fast kick Passing the ball diagonally on the ground, the ball flew between Jiang Haiqu and Jiang Shangyun, and then directly - flew out of the baseline!

This pass is too outrageous, there is no one, where to pass it?

Meng Zhaohui was even more annoyed. When he saw Bu Qingyun steal the ball, he was happy to retreat to catch the ball and give Jiang Hai a good look with Jiang Shangyun—even if it was a one-on-two, he still had a [-]% chance. A chance to break through between the two opponents and score a goal.

"Who are you passing the ball to?" Meng Zhaohui yelled at Bu Qingyun.

Who knew that Bu Qingyun was even more angry than him: "I still have to ask you! I'm passing the ball to you. With your speed and habits, shouldn't you go forward when I steal the ball? At that time they The attention of the two people is on me, you go forward, you just received my wonderful pass, and then you are facing the goalkeeper! What are you thinking! Why are you stopping? Will you move? Will you? Can't play football?"

Meng Zhaohui was stunned by Bu Qingyun's burst of spitting, and it took me a long time. Is it my fault?

But if you think about it carefully, what Bu Qingyun said really makes sense. Think about the ball behind his foot just now. If I go forward at high speed when he steals the ball, I can indeed catch the ball behind Jiang Hai and them. Facing goalkeeper Jiang Shengshan, Meng Zhaohui had more than a dozen ways to get the ball in.

"You're right." Although Meng Zhaohui was proud, he was not an unreasonable person. Thinking about what Bu Qingyun said made sense, he nodded his head, admitting his mistake in a different direction.

Who knows that Bu Qingyun doesn't want to let him go like this: "Just know what I said is right, remember to run in the frontcourt, understand, you are a striker, you have to run at any time, because I will give you the right position at any time." You sent a good shot."

"Okay, I'll pass the ball to you, and I'll be a running forward, okay?"

Meng Zhaohui said with a straight face, but he was very happy in his heart. He was impatient to play midfield organization. He used to take this position because there was no one in the team who could pass the ball. I still like to charge in the frontcourt.

After all, most of the time, he is in the midfield position, which is what he does. After getting the ball, he starts to break through alone.

Now Bu Qingyun's request is right in his arms.

When they quarreled, they had already walked back to their own half. Zhao Yang and the others listened to their ears, which can be regarded as a little more confident. Looking at Bu Qingyun's steal just now, this can't be luck, which shows that this guy really has something. Really capable.

Since he has real skills, he has nothing to be afraid of, just keep fighting!

When Zhao Yang's fighting spirit began to burn more intensely, Jiang Hai went to them, but he didn't notice anything wrong.

Bu Qingyun's interception was indeed very beautiful, but that foot looked aimless, and the extremely amateur through ball made them not think how good Bu Qingyun was.

As for the interception, maybe it was because our intention of passing the ball was too obvious that it was intercepted, but also, we can’t always pass the ball to Zuo Feng, and then let him pass it in. Such a simple offensive routine is too normal to be seen through up.

Only Zuo Feng noticed something was wrong. This kind of routine is really simple, but why is the combination of him and Dong Lin still undefeated in amateur competitions?It is because Zuo Feng himself is not weak. He observes the surrounding environment when he takes the ball, and his ability to break through and control the ball after he takes the ball is very good. At least compared with Meng Zhaohui, he is not bad at all. , and even better.

But Bu Qingyun broke his ball easily just now, such a guy should not be an idler.

It's just that the interception of the ball just now made him feel that his status has dropped a little bit. No one would believe him when he said it at this time.

So he was holding back his breath at the moment, and wanted to perform better later in order to fight for a greater right to speak.

"We will have more means when we attack later. In short, it is a cross. Dong Linchu is at the front, so we can do a cross." Jiang Hai said with a smile.

In his opinion, even if their long pass is not accurate enough, it is still possible to pass in that area roughly, and Zuo Feng cannot be left alone.

Zuo Feng was depressed in his heart, if this is the case, then what is his worth?All the value is due to that big, stupid Chang Lin!
The opponent should be stronger, so that their long pass has no effect, so that I can show my value!

Zuo Feng prayed devoutly.