unparalleled

Chapter 152

For Guangzhou Evergrande, this halftime is naturally more difficult to satisfy them.

"Boys, you don't play like a championship team!"

Scolari is even more of a straight-tempered old man, directly pointing out the dissatisfaction of the team: "Although it is their home stadium, you have shown significantly stronger strength, why can't you still score goals?"

"Mentality! Mentality! Starting from the defender, everyone must adjust their mentality! Feng, I don't want the scene of you being teased by a brat to happen again."

Feng Xiaoting opened his mouth to say something, but was held down by Jin Yingquan next to him, and shook his head slightly.

"Don't tell me which name is the strongest, if you want to win the championship, you have to be stronger than everyone else!"

This is the strength of Scolari, a typical old-school world-class champion coach.

But Feng Xiaoting was not convinced. After the old man finished speaking, he quietly asked his partner Jin Yingquan: "What do you think of the opponent's striker's level?"

"Strong!" Kim Young-kwon nodded honestly. He once won an Olympic medal with the Korean Olympic team and nodded honestly: "Better than the players of the Korean team."

Feng Xiaoting glanced up quickly, patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice: "It's not easy to convince you! Hush, keep your voice down, be careful the old man hears, do you still want to play?"

"Then you still wanted to defend yourself just now? I just made up for you in the first half."

Feng Xiaoting shook her finger: "It's different, it's different."

Jin Yingquan rolled his eyes, and couldn't stand his partner's mystification—is all the jokes so oblique?

"Adjust your status! If you let a young man be humiliated like this again, you have to know that the old man can really do it."

Feng Xiaoting put away his expression and no longer had a playful smile.Scolari's iron fist has not changed with his age. Before the 2002 World Cup, even the President of Brazil interceded for Romario. Scolari was not a bird at all, and finally won the World Cup with a 3R combination-taking a main central defender and pressing it on the bench. Is that a thing?
……

Before the game, the Osaka media exaggerated that this will be the most valuable matchup in the AFC Champions League this season: the championship matchup.

But as far as this first half is concerned, many people have left this gimmick behind. The performance of Gamba Osaka really makes people forget that they were once champions.

But things were different right after the second half.

Midfielder Abe Hiroyuki intercepted Zheng Zhi's cross pass with a close press, and then made an over-the-top pass behind him. Feng Xiaoting instinctively sensed that something was wrong behind him, but when he looked back at Gao Yuyang's position, it was too late.

"Gao Yuyang! He rushed out again! Single-handed!!!"

Resisting the urge to curse, Feng Xiaoting buried his head in pursuit, and at the same time raised his hand to signal offside to the referee, still staring at the referee out of the corner of his eye.

This is still an experienced performance, but it is also a fatal mistake. If Gao Yuyang looks back and sees this scene, he will have to slap his face severely in his heart: really don't take me as a dish?

You're just so dual-purpose, and you still want to catch up with me, are you thinking about farts?
"Gao Sang! Gao Sang! Another chance! His speed is unmatched! Instantly kill the entire defense!"

When Gao Yuyang speeds up, it usually means a goal.

Now even in his heart, he probably agreed so acquiescingly, in the first half?It was just an accident, an accident...

Facing Zeng Cheng who was attacking, Gao Yuyang even used fake moves to shake his upper body this time. He already attached great importance to the opponent. Seeing that Zeng Cheng's center of gravity was taken a step by himself, he chose to shoot low to the other side of the goal.

But he didn't expect Zeng Cheng to rush over immediately, open his arms like an octopus and hug the ball directly in his arms.

Not even a chance to make up shots!
"Ahhh! It's a dog!"

Gao Yuyang's eyes widened, and he stared straight at Zeng Cheng. He really wanted to see if the goalkeeper had taken drugs, so he had to report it?

"What are you looking at? Hehe, the Chinese is quite fluent. Fake foreign devils or red-skinned and white-hearted? Haha, but no matter how bad you are, it's useless. It may be better to step on dog shit when you go out."

Gao Yuyang kept staring at him, and slowly raised his middle finger.

This goalkeeper is arrogant enough!

Gao Yuyang didn't know that Zeng Cheng was not an arrogant goalkeeper at all, and no truly arrogant goalkeeper in China stood in front of him.

This is just a kind of temperament. Zeng Cheng, as the champion veteran of Guangzhou Evergrande, has long developed this kind of temperament.

"Gao Sang, something is wrong with you today!" Endo Yasuhito came over and said with a smile.

"Endo-san, do you doubt that I let the water go?" Gao Yuyang also asked casually.

Endo Yasuhito shook his hands: "Hey, I'm worried about everything, but I don't worry about this. Playing match-fixing? You can't - this is also a skill!"

"Endo-san, do you look down on me?"

"Of course!" Endo Yasuhito said without hesitation, "Your kick-fixing skills are as bad as when you first came here! Hahaha!"

"Damn it!" Gao Yuyang could only curse in his heart.

Blame me?
I know something in my heart!How many times have you passed the ball to me? !

Gao Yuyang really didn't have many chances to get the ball today. The main rhythm of the second half was still controlled by Guangzhou Evergrande. He could only endure Feng Xiaoting's provocations from time to time in the frontcourt.

"Brother, you have two brushes! You have practiced here since you were a child! Then you must be a purebred little Japanese!"

"Brother, your height is wrong, why are you different from those Japanese?"

"You are the little Japan! Your whole family is a little Japan!" Gao Yuyang couldn't bear it anymore. Although he couldn't do anything more excessive, he couldn't lose.

"Yo, my own people! Then why have you never heard of someone like you in China? Yo! You didn't come here by smuggling, did you? Niucha, brother! The family doesn't have money to make a confession, right?"

"Go away!"

Gao Yuyang saw the team stealing the ball from the backcourt and sending out a long pass, without saying a word, he just kicked Feng Xiaoting away, he had had enough.Didn't you hear that domestic players are uneducated and lack brains?Why is there such an annoying product?

But Feng Xiaoting persevered, and immediately posted it again, grabbing Gao Yuyang's clothes: "Don't, brother, tell me, I have no other advantages, I am very curious!"

The live broadcast of the TV station is always only aimed at the area with the ball, and no one notices the lonely frontcourt of two people.

This is the high-end showdown!
The two were engaged in psychological warfare, skill duels, and awareness of running without the ball. Feng Xiaoting is indeed one of the few domestic defenders who plays football consciously. Most of the time, no matter how Gao Yuyang runs, he is within his controllable range.

But there are also surprises!
After eight or 10 minutes of the game, it was difficult for both sides to maintain a high level of energy and consciousness, and they both began to increase their long passes.

Especially for Gamba Osaka, the core midfielder Endo Yasuhito is already panting with his hips on his hips, and the only thing he can do now is to drive the ball to the frontcourt.

Gao Yuyang's eyes lit up when he saw this style of play.

"Go cool off! I won't play with you!"

The first step of activation directly threw off Feng Xiaoting, and now he is the only one who can run.

This was the third and rare last chance. The entire back line of the opponent ran after him, but in front of him was a vast vacuum like the sea, and all the pursuers were behind him.

"Gao Sang! Gao Sang! The last chance, can he be redeemed?"

This time Gao Yuyang saw Zeng Cheng attacking, took the ball to the top of the penalty area and shot directly.

"boom!"

Gao Yuyang felt that all the blood in the stamina gauge had condensed on this foot, and the dull sound proved his determination.

Can't break through at close range?

I really don't believe you can jump into the world wave!
Zeng Cheng really couldn't catch it. He stood forward and it was too late to jump into the air. In the end, he could only fly in the air and watch the ball run towards the wide goal behind him.

Many Gamba fans and reporters had already left their seats, waiting for the moment when the ball hit the net.

"Gao Sang!!!!!!"

"Shoot! It's dangerous!!!"

The commentators supporting the two teams were all screaming, but in the wide-eyed eyes of those Chinese reporters, did they have any small thoughts about the possibility of scoring this goal...Only I know.

"Oh!"

This was not the sound of hitting the net. Gao Yuyang watched helplessly as the ball bypassed the goalkeeper, but hit the crossbar hard and bounced off the court.

At this moment, Gao Yuyang didn't say anything, just knelt down with his head in his hands.

This was the last chance of the audience, and he felt that he was almost lucky today.

Just fucking luck!

"Ah!!! Didn't make it, Gao Sang!"

"Guangzhou Evergrande escaped a catastrophe at the last moment!"

In the end, the first round of the semi-final between the two sides ended 0:0. After the match, Gao Yuyang was not in the mood to shake hands with his opponent. It was not because he was mentally weak, but he had been observing this opponent all the time.

As a professional player, he never believed in fate-as long as I work hard enough, on the court, my fate is up to me.

But today he was a little shaken. Could it be that the championship team is really a natural favorite, even God is so helpful?

But he was wrong, even Scolari felt that he had escaped, and he was very humble to reporters after the game.

"Today we have to thank luck, facing the most eye-catching top scorer in the AFC Champions League, the goal post helped us at the last moment. Thanks to our goalkeeper, thanks to my players! Thank you to the Bambo Arena in Osaka! The second round will resolve the battle at home."

There were still more reporters blocking Gao Yuyang around the mixed interview channel.

"I missed several excellent opportunities today, Gao Sang, do you feel sorry for this?"

Gao Yuyang smiled, and the answer he gave surprised the reporters: "Not at all!"

Some Chinese reporters didn't believe it, and said directly in Chinese: "Gao Yuyang, we want to hear the truth, do you really think so?"

"I am a person who attaches great importance to reputation. I dare to sue my agent. Will I tell lies in front of the camera?"

Gao Yuyang stretched out a finger, shook it slowly, and said with certainty: "It's just their luck today, but can good luck always be with you? We overdraw good luck at our home court today, and the next game will be at their Site, if there is such good luck, I think God can't stand it!"

Many Chinese journalists looked back at their companions and exchanged glances with each other.

Another reporter asked: "But you said that Guangzhou Evergrande is your best opponent to break the Golden Boot scoring record. There are only 10 and [-] minutes left. Are you planning to set a record at the home court of Asia's No. [-] Devil?"

Gao Yuyang smiled: "Is there anything wrong? In front of a group of the most enthusiastic fans in the world, let them watch me set a record. Is there anything better than this? As for the home game of Asia's No. [-] Devil? Hehe, I suddenly felt that this clean sheet would be the best... well, that's it."

After finishing speaking, he simply left. Some Chinese reporters frowned: "How crazy! So crazy with a little strength? Chinese football is not good, but Guangzhou Evergrande is not something he has the right to look down on."

Standing in the crowd, Dai Jun smiled and patted his colleague on the shoulder: "First time? Ha, you have to get used to it. This is Gao Yuyang, and this is his style."

(End of this chapter)