Will I hurt you if I score like this?

Chapter 67 PUA Is Played by You Understand
"The game is about to go to halftime, another chance for the Dutch team to counterattack!"

As the fans on the field cheered wave after wave, the Dutch frontcourt players on the field got into Iceland's defensive gap like swimming fish.

Gudjohnsen lowered his head and ran towards his own half weakly.

In the first half of the game, under the active pressing and fast and precise control of the Dutch team, the connection between Iceland's midfield and frontcourt was almost completely cut off.

And they lack players who can stably take the ball and advance under the pressure of the opponent. They only got one shot in the half game.

But it was easily resolved by the old and strong Van der Sar.

"Dezeuu's pass went to Van der Vaart. Levi and Van der Vaart hit a wall and passed Half Redson. Rivera made a long pass when the ball was in the gap!"

An arc half-high ball with the instep of the right foot calmly, bypassed the ear of the Icelandic defender from the left, and directly penetrated the Icelandic defense.

Huntelaar and Didier started the pass instantly and ran to the front of Iceland's defense.

"The ball is not offside! Two ghosts hit the goal!"

Huntelaar turned around to observe while running, and saw the ball coming straight towards him, and the goalkeeper was not far in front of him.

He lifts his foot to stop the ball, but the ball falls, bounces in front of him, and bounces to the right.

But Huntelaar was eager to score goals, and the movement of stopping the ball was too confident, and he couldn't keep up if he tried to catch up.

An orange-red shadow flitted in front of him, with a blond hair on his head, and he cut inside with the ball, looking serious.

"Duit cuts inside and faces the goalkeeper! Goal in!"

After calmly pushing the shot, there was a look of excitement on Dirk's face.

Ripples spread across the net as the fans chanted his name as he scored twice.

Kurit rushed to the sidelines and kissed his girlfriend, who leaned over from the front seat.

His girlfriend is not a supermodel or a star, but a plain girl who still concentrates on working as a nurse in a nursing home after he became a star, silently supporting Dirk's career.

The two also set up a charitable foundation named after Dirk to help poor children in the Netherlands and third world countries.

The act of love between the two aroused even more enthusiastic applause from the fans.

And Huntelaar also saw his girlfriend on the sidelines, and stretched out his hand to give him a thumbs up to show comfort.

"It's spent, it's spent."

Director Zhang Lu muttered, looking at Levi who was embracing the returning Dirk.

"In this game, Iceland's heart was beaten. No matter how you think, how to pass, how to play, how to have it."

"Four to zero, there is no chance of an equalizer."

Zhan Jun also said.

Standing in front of a celebratory Dutch team, Gudjohnsen recalled the not-too-distant night when he led Barcelona 25-[-] in [-] minutes against Hibernian.

who said it?
Who said four to zero is stable.

The referee blows the whistle for the end of halftime.

[What the hell?Weizi is not a fucking human being, why spread so much? 】

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【Gambling like a dog】

"This is inheritance!"

Inside the box, the chairman of the Dutch Football Association Michael Van Plak jumped up from his chair happily.

At the same time, he looked at Cruyff beside him and sent a compliment.

Everyone around looked at the white-haired, ravine-faced old man.

There was a sparkle in his dark blue eyes.

"I have a hunch he's going to lead this team and get what we dream of."

Cruyff's tone was soft, but what he said made everyone's heart tremble.

"You are right, this child really has hope of your heir."

Cruyff smiled, and subconsciously moved his fingers to the tip of his nose.

"He's more disciplined than me, and he never smokes."

Dutch sporting director Henk Kessler smiled and added: "But he's very attractive to girls."

"What is this? It's normal for a genius to attract others' likes!"

Cruyff is famous in football for his calf protection.

Messi loves to eat barbecue, and Li Wei attracts girls. As long as he doesn't smoke, it's a trivial matter.

When the old man was young, he was also notoriously dissolute.

In the early morning of the 1974 World Cup in the Federal Republic of Germany, the Netherlands defeated the GDR, Cruyff led the Dutch team and dozens of beautiful female fans to hold a nude party.

Thirty years later, when a reporter asked about it, he also confessed.

The door of the Dutch locker room was kicked open.

The jubilant Dutch generals poured into the locker room noisily.

Li Wei, who scored four goals alone in the first half, was surrounded by several teammates, like a star holding the moon.

Only Huntelaar sat sullenly in a chair, peeking at the others.

Mattison next to him was shaking his legs happily, Van Bommel was chatting with his old father-in-law, on the opposite side was Dirk Dirk, announcing the good news to his girlfriend, Van Bronckhorst and Oyer were laughing wildly, and Levi was chatting with Dezeuu about his boyfriend. Human topics.

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected, Huntelaar only thinks they are noisy.

To be honest, Xiao Heng performed very well in the first half. He ran to the right position with several flexible interspersed moves, only missing a goal, but no one passed the ball to him.

If you want to say that the goal didn't go in, it's fine. He exploded and argued with Levi.

However, no matter how other people fight, if he wants to make irresponsible remarks, he will be labeled as a lemon monster immediately.

His pregnant girlfriend McGrady was still watching from the sidelines, and Huntelaar promised to score a goal before the game, dedicated to their unborn child.

But he didn't even get a chance to hit the goal.

At this time, Vander Vaart, who arrived late, was humming Britney's song "Laat Alles Wat Ademt".

"Don't go knock on my door.
Don't knock on my door again.

Don't go knock on my door.
Don't knock on my door again.

Time is up.
time up.

No more cheat n' lie.
All lies should be shattered. "

She also imitated Britney's appearance at the concert, twisting her waist coquettishly.

Huntelaar's temper suddenly rose, but he didn't attack because of the presence of the head coach.

Not long after he recovered from his injury, Sneijder, who didn't play in the first half, was a little depressed. After seeing Huntelaar's appearance, he touched his bald head and grinned.

"Don't be sad, Klaus, I will pass the ball to you in the second half, you must run well."

Huntelaar raised his head and looked at Ned, the weasel wishing the chicken a New Year.

"really?"

"That's right, I run into the goal after I score and 100% get the ball over the line."

Sneijder nimbly turned his head to avoid a flying sneaker, and everyone burst into laughter.

Li Wei glanced at Huntelaar, who was a little out of breath, and didn't say anything.

After the start of the second half.

After the adjustment of the midfield, the Iceland team restarted the airtight low defense.

They can no longer expect to win the game, they just hope that they will not be scored by their opponents again.

After most of the Dutch team took the lead, the desire to attack was no longer so strong, and the main goal began to change to avoid injuries as much as possible.

Just looking for the icing on the cake occasionally through penetration and wide crosses.

At other times, they mostly make short passes between each other.

Iceland did not press much, but maintained its formation and carefully looked for opportunities to counterattack.

Covering the team logo, I thought it was Spain playing Iceland.

"Forehead"

"Cough cough."

Zhang Lu was about to yawn, but then Zhan Jun reacted and saved the scene in time.

"In the second half, Iceland defended too hard. In the opening 25 minutes, the Dutch team couldn't get in."

On the field, the ball moved on the left side. After Li Wei pulled the ball from the side to try to break through, the opponent supported in time.

Levi also stopped making risky attempts and passed a cross pass to Van der Vaart.

Victory is in the bag.

In case an opponent is annoyed, it is completely unnecessary to give him a dangerous foul and reimburse him for a period of time.

"The Dutch team didn't have the interest to play that kind of penetration in the second half. In the first half, Li Wei succeeded in seven dribbles and five times. In the second half, they were no good."

Van Marwijk on the sidelines looked at the situation on the field and decided to replace Li Wei.

Good things need to be kept and used to last, and there is no need to use them to death in a game.

This is the Dutch Football Association, not the Argentine Football Association.

Just thinking about it, the drowsy situation on the field suddenly became agitated, and Van Marwijk looked towards the field.

Several Icelandic players were desperately chasing back, but the figure wearing the No. 14 jersey swayed continuously, followed by a big stride to pull the ball, and passed the Icelandic midfielder Halfredson at once.

Run away quickly, straight into the restricted area.

"Li Wei broke out and made trouble, injecting fresh vitality into the stagnant game!"

Li Wei faced the opponent's defense at the front of the penalty area, tapped his heels and then found Van der Vaart who was behind him, and at the same time moved forward to the opponent's penalty area, with his back facing the goal.

Van der Vaart understood, and then passed the ball.

Li Wei and two Sigurdssons squeezed together, stretched out their feet to step on the ball, turned around and wiped it to the left.

All of a sudden, it was the smashing ball turning around again.

Cruyff's turning around is actually a very basic move to get rid of, but he wants to use a new trick to eat all over the world on the court.

The power of smashing the ball, the timing of turning around, and the speed of getting rid of it all require attention to many details.

For example, Iniesta's fried balls, why can't others achieve his effect.

"Again, this time is about to pass again, Sevasson shovels! Ahh!"

Dutch fans erupted in shocking shouts and boos, putting pressure on the referee.

Van Marwijk slapped the back of his head violently, saying what he said.

In the penalty area, Levi rolled on the lawn for two and a half weeks, his hair covered in grass clippings.

Cevasson's tackle was evaded by Li Wei's pull, and then Li Wei tripped to the ground.

The referee came running.

He saw the ball very clearly, and he had already taken the cards out of his pocket.

For the yellow dot set meal, Sevasson patted the ground annoyed.

This already depends on the fact that he just stopped and couldn't stop stumbling and showed mercy.

"Is it alright?"

Van der Vaart pulled Li Wei up, and Li Wei touched his knee, but fortunately he was not injured.

The referee points to the penalty spot.

Not far away, Huntelaar's eyes lit up, eager to try.

"You come to punish."

Van der Vaart passed the ball into Li Wei's arms, and Huntelaar's expression dimmed.

"The Dutch team's first penalty shooter is Arjen Robben, and the second is Van Persie. Both of them are absent. This penalty was created by Levi. Naturally, the player who gave the selfless assist in the first half took priority."

Zhan Jun and Zhang Lu looked at Li Wei holding the football on the field.

"Cold knowledge, Li Wei has never taken a penalty kick since he entered the first team and officially started his career."

"Oh, hehe, this shows that the goal data has a very high gold content."

Zhang Lu also laughed and cheered.

"Hey, why do I feel like I have to give in again? It's not necessary."

On the field, Levi held the football and walked a few steps towards Huntelaar.

Huntelaar showed an unbelievable expression on his face, and opened his mouth to test.

give to me?
A warm current surged in Xiaoheng's heart.

Because of his bad mouth, he often had conflicts with others when he was in the Dutch team, and he often singled out Robben, Van Persie and Sneijder.

And because of Eindhoven's origin, Ajax's effectiveness was looked down upon by players on both sides.

There are still people who are willing to give him a penalty.

Li Wei is a good person, and he can no longer blame Li Wei in the future.

Then he saw Li Wei suddenly retract the football, lifted his jersey and wiped it, and lowered his head to put the ball on the penalty spot.

I take back what I just thought, and Huntelaar's face is pulled down.

Li Wei stretched out his hand and hooked it.

Huntelaar had hope in his heart again.

It turned out that it was Li Wei who moved his hand to signal him to get out of the way.

"Klaus, you take this penalty kick."

Turning around, Huntelaar heard a heavenly greeting.

"Lee Wei gave up a penalty again?"

Zhan Jun looked at Huntelaar standing on the penalty spot in disbelief.

"Run up, hit the goal, the ball goes in!"

At the same time, the fourth official held up the substitution light board.

No. 17 Ibrahim Afelai, replaced No. 14 Levi.

Huntelaar, who suppressed halftime, let out a roar, jumped up, and then rushed towards the corner.

He flew up and kicked angrily on the corner flagpole.

(End of this chapter)