Lu Yin silly waist

Chapter 32

After leading [-]-[-], Millwall did not carry out conservative defense. Counting the tactical essentials of this team, they have never had a history of defense. Whether they are leading or lagging, they only play offense.

Yi Le put too much pressure on Norwich in the midfield.

Looking at the Chinese jumping up and down, the Norwich players wanted to tie his feet.

How can this guy run so well!

Yi Le has a wide range of activities. As the core of the midfield, Yi Le has completely won the trust of the coaching staff. He has a high degree of freedom in playing on the field, and he can pass suddenly.

The football couldn't get out near the center circle. Norwich seemed determined to contain himself and sent two generals to defend.

These are two strong men from England, and Yi Le's thin body is not enough to look at them.

Under the defense of the two, it was difficult for Yi Le to get the ball and sort out the offense.

If it was before, he would definitely use some stupid methods to deal with it, but now he has recovered some IQ, his brain is much more flexible, and the strategy of being able to defend against the opponent is more clear.

These two defenders are huge and very confrontational, and Yi Le won't get any benefit at all in a head-to-head encounter.

But these players all have a common shortcoming, that is, turning slowly, and in the observation for nearly 10 minutes, he found that the explosive power of these two is not as good as his own.

It's easy to see in this way.

Yi Le stopped slowly and began to walk on the sidelines, while the two Norwich players defending him also looked at each other and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In order to defend Yi Le and restrain the Chinese who was jumping up and down, they spent a lot of energy.

let you run!let you run!

Finally can't run anymore?

Yi Le ignored the two vigilant eyes behind him. He kept observing the situation in the field, hoping to find a breakthrough.

"Yi is in some trouble. Norwich's tactics have worked, and they have curbed Yi's performance." George Stephen said helplessly: "As a single-core lineup, Millwall has always relied on Yi's passing. Now that he has misfired, the team's offense has become a lot weaker."

The fans at the scene were also a little worried.

They understand where the source of Millwall's offensive line is, and Yi Le's performance is directly linked to the direction of the game.

Yi Le opened, Millwall will be invincible.

But once Yi Le is restricted, Millwall's offensive line will also be in trouble.

In the coach's bench, Neil Harid was also worried for a while.

They gave too little help to Yi Le. Millwall's midfield was only supported by Yi Le. Apson was a defensive midfielder and could not help Yi Le control the midfield.

At this time, they can't wait to find an excellent offensive midfielder. If there is such a partner, Yi Le's game will definitely not be so difficult.

4-4-2?

Neil Khalid couldn't help but start to consider Dumbledore's suggestion. It seems necessary to strengthen the deterrence of the midfield and completely liberate Yi Le.

When Yi Le was restricted, Norwich played well, and they finally found a way to deal with Millwall.

With 5 minutes left before the end of the first half, Norwich has already played two beautiful defensive counterattacks.

A pass from the backcourt to the wing, relying on the two wings to continuously bombard Millwall's defense.

Captain Claire organized the defense desperately, and they realized that this game was not easy to play.

As a midfield commander, Yi Le also felt the difficulty of his own defense.

He understood that he needed to stand up.

Thinking of this, Yi Le couldn't help but slowly thought about running over the backcourt, and Norwich's defenders followed suit.

In the 42 minutes of the first half, Norwich City almost broke through the gate of Millwall with a tactical free kick.

Captain Claire made a small mistake under the opponent's high-pressure attack. When competing for the jumping point, he misjudged the landing point.

The Norwich striker, who appeared accurately at the first point, shook his head with a lion, and the football hit the lower right corner of the goal.

The goalkeeper almost tried his best to stretch his body, and then he pushed the ball out.

Anyone could see that Millwall was in trouble.

This goal surprised the scene with screams, and the fans of Millwall hugged their heads and screamed nervously, but fortunately the goal was not scored, and they did not want to give up the rare lead.

The football crosses the line, Norwich's corner.

The entire back line was almost occupied by a large number of Norwich players, and they wanted to equalize the score in the first half.

The corner kick was taken.

It was a near penalty that found Adam Indahl right.

At the same time, Apson also posted it, trying to use his body to push the opponent out again.

But Adam Yin Dahe is not being fooled again.

He leaned back with his whole body, relying on the weight of his whole body to resist Apsen's defense.

Apsen has defended with all his strength, but he can't push Adam Yin Dahe.

When the two were competing, the football had already flown above their heads.

At the moment of lightning and flint.

The two jumped at the same time.

Apson is slightly shorter, only 1 meters.

On the contrary, Adam Yin Dahe is 1 meters tall.

In terms of physical advantage, Apson lags behind in all aspects.

But Apson made a decision.

He took off early, stretched his arms, and pressed Adam Yin Dahe with his elbows.

Apson's intentions are clear.

Fighting for the top is not his strong point, and he does not have any advantage against Adam Yin Dahe, who is 1 meters tall.

Therefore, he only needs to contain Adam Yin Dahe.

I can't touch the ball, and you can't touch the ball either.

Under Apsen's suppression, Adam Yin Dahe's cheeks were blushing, and he desperately wanted to take off, but his shoulders were firmly suppressed.

The football just flew over the heads of the two of them.

And behind them, a huge black shadow jumped up suddenly.

boom! ! ! !

Accompanied by a muffled hum, the football was pushed out of the penalty area.

And this figure is the captain Claire!

When the team was facing a crisis, the Millwall captain stood up! !

Roar! ! ! ! !

Claire landed on the ground, watching the football flying out of the big goal, he couldn't help raising his arms and roaring.

In the direction of his snarling, a black-haired boy was running towards him like a motor.

Bastard boy!

The task of defense is given to us!

You have only one mission!

attack!

Goal for the team! !

Yi Le is rushing to the first landing point, but his situation is not good.

Two Norwich defenders pulled and dragged, desperately hindering him.

His clothes were pulled taut and he struggled to move, but he didn't give up.

His whole face was flushed, and he rushed towards the ball's landing point with a low growl.

Yi Le roared crazily inside: Get out of the way!This ball is mine! !

The three reached the first landing point almost at the same time.

With the advantage of numbers, Norwich defensive players occupy a favorable position.

The two clamped Yi Le to prevent him from touching the first landing point, and at the same time looked up at the falling football.

Seeing that the football was about to hit the ground, one of the players stretched out his foot to remove the ball.

But just as he stretched out his foot, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a white thigh from the corner of his eye.

what is this?

A white thigh stretched out from the gap between the two of them, and it accurately grabbed the first landing point.

The moment the toe touched the ball, it hooked lightly.

The football floated behind him like an obedient child.

Two Norwich defenders are stupid!

The fans in the audience also stared wide-eyed.

This pad, one tick is simply too good to show the level.

Ordinary players may not be able to stop steadily, let alone hook back.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Yi Le twisted his waist and turned around, staggered a few steps, and then quickly caught up with the ball, and there was a flat road in front of him!

Until this time, the on-site commentary was slowing down.

"Oh, God!!!!--"

George Stephen hugged his head and said with a shocked expression: "Yi got the ball under the defense of two defensive players. He only has the Norwegian in front of him."

Byram looked at the black-haired boy running in front of him, terrified.

"Back to defense! Back to defense!"

His voice was extremely sharp, and one could feel a sense of fear from it.

But no matter how much he yelled, it was of no avail.

It will take a certain amount of time to return to defense, and he needs to face Yi Le one-on-one.

heads-up! !

Byram gritted his teeth and rushed forward. He wanted to become the savior of the team and gain the worship of the fans.

The two of them were almost rushing towards each other. From a bird's-eye view, they looked like two fast-approaching sports cars.

When the distance between the two was getting closer, Byram suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed on the football.

Yi Le slowed down a little, with his left and right feet dangling above the football.

Who said midfielders can't ride bicycles!

Seeing that skillful and extremely confusing pedaling action, Byram was tangled up in his heart.

Can't get out.

Just as he was hesitating, he saw Yi Le's shoulder tilted slightly to the right.

right! !

Byram leaned to the right, but suddenly he saw the Chinese man opposite him smiling.

It was a smile that seemed to him like a devil's smile and made him shudder.

At this moment, he could only watch helplessly as Yi Le wiped from his left side, there was nothing he could do.

"Passed! Passed!" George Stephen jumped up and shouted crazily: "Yi's cycling is very confusing! He is even better than Grigory, and now there are only goals and goalkeepers in front of him. Yi is single-handed!!"

Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The audience erupted like an earthquake.

The fans stood up one after another, and they stared at the speeding black-haired boy with wide eyes.

Watching him get closer and closer to the goal, the goalkeeper has slid towards him, blocking the angle.

At this point, he kicked up.

An understatement pick.

The fly in the ointment is that this pick is a bit low.

The goalkeeper stretches his arms and touches the ball with his fingertips.

Seeing this scene, Yi Le couldn't help but frown, his shooting skills were too poor.

But no problem, the football just slowed down a bit, but it still flew towards the goal.

Looking at the slowly falling football, everyone on the scene held their breath.

Norwich fans have started making the sign of the cross over their chests, praying for goals not to be scored.

On the other hand, the Millwall fans roared wildly in their hearts.

Enter!

Goal!

Give me a fucking goal! ! ! ——

With the blessing of 3 people's thoughts, the football bounced twice on the ground, and finally rolled slowly across the goal line.

boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

"GOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAL!!!!"

"Millwall scored again!"

"It was Yi who scored for us!!!"

Roar! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Bathed in the cheers of the audience, Yi Le was also extremely excited.

He started running all over the field, dodging several celebration interceptions by his teammates, and ran straight to the bottom of the South Stand.

He pointed to Lard who was celebrating wildly in the stands.

Finally, he tapped his left chest again!

I!no sooner said than done!

At this moment, Lalder felt his scalp go numb and his lips tremble.

He's from Millwall!

He has regarded this team as his belief since he was a child!

Whether she is in a trough or a glory, he will go forward with her side by side!

She has no glorious history!

She was criticized as a second-rate team!

Not many people like her!

But so what!

On the west side of London, she has a loyal crowd, and Thalald is the biggest supporter among them.

They never get discouraged!

They never compromise!

Their biggest dream is to reach the top!

But Lard never thought that such a promise would come from a boy who was only 18 years old, a mentally retarded person whom he hated so much!

Fate is really fucking like shit!

Lard, a burly man, couldn't help but burst into tears at this moment.

idiot!Not even a celebration!

He turned around and began to pick off his companion's clothes.

"What are you doing?"

"give me!!"

Lalder took off the jersey, and then quickly put it on for himself. It was a small jersey, which didn't fit Lalder's body well, and even exposed his belly button, which looked extremely funny.

Lard put on his uniform, turned his back to Yi Le, and pointed his thumb at the back number and name.

Seeing this scene, Yi Le was also taken aback for a moment, then grinned, imitating the example.

A Westerner!An Oriental!

One is in the stands!One in the ballpark!

But both wear the same ball suits and perform the same moves!

They all point to the back number that is bound to become a legend.

twenty one! Yi!

　In the code words of Yin Zi's hard work

　　Ask for support!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)