striker cool brother

Chapter 44
After scoring the goal, the morale of Rossi's team is high, and the tacit understanding between them is getting better and better.

"Catch the ball carefully!"

"Be careful to pull away, run!"

"Come on, I'm empty here!"

Playing football is to ask players to remind each other and let teammates always pay attention to places that cannot be observed around them.

Rossi walked slowly, and after receiving the pass, he also passed back casually, leading each other's feet.

Why is this a bit like an old man playing football?
Sonny was a little confused, was the pass just now a coincidence?

Seeing Rossi's casual look, this idea became more and more firm in his heart.

Trotting with the ball, there is no momentum at all, and there is no movement to protect the ball, which is easy to be intercepted by the opponent.

And Rossi didn't like to move, so he kept walking back and forth in the small area, looking around.

This is simply paddling for fish, and it is estimated that you will not sweat for half an hour.

Sonny regretted it. Seeing him play football lazily, not only was it useless, but it would affect the enthusiasm of the entire team.

"Uncle, you go to play midfielder."

The striker is lazy and can't score goals, which will affect morale. It's better to go to the midfield.

Rossi just smiled, turned the visor to the back of his head, and returned to the right side of the midfield.

After Sonny quietly explained a few tactics to his friends, he continued to play football.

But Rossi soon found out that he was isolated and unable to get the ball.

In the right midfielder where he is, no one is defending or passing, and the offense is all pushed to the left.

He understood that Sonny must have thought he couldn't play well, so he simply put the offense on the left and let himself watch.

In this way, it is very easy for the opponent to defend, because only one side needs to be blocked.

Moreover, there are too many people piled up on the left side, and the field is small, making it difficult to attack.

Sonny tried many times but couldn't score a goal. Feeling unwilling, he continued to direct his friends to attack from the left.

Rossi stood with his hands on his hips and bare feet on the beach, watching the hot game on the left. Compared with his deserted right, there was a world of difference.

boom!
After the ball was cleared by Bigfoot and confiscated by his own team's goalkeeper, Rossi raised his hand to him.

"Pass here!"

Just now, the defenders on the left did not return to their positions. They were all crowded there, and it was impossible to pass the ball to the left.

The small pitch is no bigger than a standard football pitch, and players don't have enough space to stop the ball.The lob pass is slow and will only give the opponent enough time to return to defense.

But Sonny repeatedly told him to attack from the left and give less balls to the right, which made it very difficult for the goalkeeper.

Not passing the ball to the space on the right is a missed opportunity, and Rossi hasn't touched the ball for half a day, which is poor.

Forget it, anyway, when he encounters defense, he will pass back.

The goalkeeper throws the ball over.

Rossi waited for a long time, and finally waited for the pass, with his feet slightly apart, his arms drooping, and he glanced left and right.

Although the defenders defended well, Rossi did not make a frontal breakthrough or pass the ball forward from the start of kicking the ball, but evaded blindly.

Then I'll keep my eyes peeled.

When the ball was more than one meter away from Rossi, he took a small step forward with his left foot, and the right foot hit the ball head-on, without any movement of his body, it was completely a ball-catching action.

Just when everyone thought he was going to pass back, Rossi turned his body slightly and passed the ball with the outside instep of his right foot.

That's right, it's an outside instep pass.

The ball flew in mid-air, from the right side of the midfield, obliquely into the penalty area on the left side of the frontcourt.

The height of the ball is about one and a half people. Wherever it goes, no one can compete for the top.

And the ball landed exactly in front of Sonny.

This happiness came so suddenly?
Sonny is still worrying, this uncle will definitely pass the ball back.

But in the next second, the ball was passed in front of him, and the position was quite good.

He sprints two steps forward, throws his head back slightly, and head-butts the goal.

2: 1!

"Uncle, good pass!"

Sonny was sure now that there was something about Rosie, he just didn't like confrontation.

After scoring the goal, Sonny also asked his teammates to cooperate with Rossi. Under his combing, the offense was very smooth.

After leading by a big score of 7:1, the opponent expressed that they did not want to play anymore, and their mother called them to go home for dinner.

Rossi shook hands with Sonny and others, celebrated the victory, and turned the peaked cap back.

"Sorry to disturb you."

A pleasant voice came, and Rossi followed the voice, only to see a slender and fair neck under a sweet face.

The tube top sling, as thin as a hair, is bearing the weight that it shouldn't bear.

The graceful lines of the lower abdomen, and the faint vest line, seem to have a magical attraction.

The navel is embellished with sequins, and its slender shape matches the lines of the abdominal muscles, making people fantasize about it.

A pair of beautiful legs under the hot pants are as exquisite as jade carvings.

What is the best and what is pure desire is the woman in front of me.

"I watched you play football just now. You are very young and energetic. I would like to ask you for a favor. Is it convenient?"

Sonny is also a young man now, when he saw a star-like beauty, his heart pounded and he said, "I am willing."

At this time, a very calmly dressed man next to the beauty stepped forward and said in a very magnetic voice: "We want to record a video of you playing football on the beach. As a commercial promotion, it will not take you too much time, just a dozen seconds. Of course, we will also pay you."

Few things, rich, close to home.

Sonny nodded his head.

Rossi was not interested in such things, and turned to leave, but the man stopped him.

"Sir, please stop." The man said sincerely: "Video material, I need your help."

Rossi was startled, shook his head and said, "Sorry, maybe not."

The beauty sighed, a little disappointed.

"Sir, we are actually a music production company, and today we are here to collect materials. The interaction between you and this group of children is very sunny and sincere, and it is what we want."

Seeing that Rossi didn't stop, the man continued: "This material will be recorded in the MV of the song. If the song becomes popular, so will you and these kids."

What, ask me to record A...V?

Rossi stopped.

"We're Mercury Records, and this is my business card."

Rossi took it, and it was stamped Music Director: Richard Yule.

It turned out to be shooting an MV.

Rossi pressed the visor of his hat, and said, "Well, actually, it's fine to shoot these children, they have pretty good basic skills."

The blond beauty was startled slightly, blinking her big eyes, staring at Rossi, and suddenly took off his hat.

"It's you, why are you here?"

Rossi laughed and said, "What a coincidence, Miss Lotter."

Piersey folded her hands on her chest and said, "No wonder, I was a little familiar with the way you played football just now, but I didn't expect it to be you. Aren't you playing in Leicester City? Come here for vacation."

Rossi hadn't answered yet, and Sonny next to him gradually lost control of his smile, showing disbelief.

"You are Luo from Bournemouth? My God, I actually played with Luo. My dad will definitely envy me."

His shout attracted all the teenagers and surrounded Rossi.

"No wonder you play football so well, so it's Luo."

"I watched the game on the weekend. You are amazing. You scored three goals."

"That penalty kick is really cool, can you tell me how to kick it?"

"Three goals? Then you are wearing a hat today, is it a special celebration?"

"Ro, sign me, I want to show off to my friends, I got the autograph of the future superstar of Bournemouth."

(End of this chapter)