Best Amateur Soccer Player

Chapter 636 Rouen VS Nimes

Joe Hart's conceded goal dealt a blow to the morale of the Rouen team.

In the stands, the Spanish media shouted and cheered, as if it was Barcelona and Real Madrid who scored the goals.

In addition to the Spanish media, the fans of the Nimes team in the stands also sent out overwhelming calls to celebrate the home team's goal.

While cheering, the Spanish media did not forget to ridicule Wang Cong.

Fortunately, Wang Cong's Spanish is not good enough to understand the cynicism of the Spanish media.Otherwise, Wang Cong would have pretended to faint from anger, and then be carried out.

"Brother Cong, someone in the stands is scolding you."

"I know."

Hearing this, Zhang Hongfei had an unbelievable expression on his face.

"Brother Cong, can you understand Spanish?"

"Can't understand."

"Then how do you know they're scolding you?"

Wang Cong finally had a chance to give Zhang Hongfei a blank look.

"Brother Fei, do you think they will praise me?"

"of course not."

"Isn't that enough? They are not praising me, they must be scolding me!"

"Brother Cong, I found out for the first time that you are so smart!"

"..."

Wang Cong and Zhang Hongfei stared wide-eyed.

Suddenly, Wang Cong slapped himself on the forehead.

"Brother Fei, after being tormented by you like this, I forgot to teach Joe Hart a lesson!"

"Forget it then! Joe Hart lost the ball, and I feel bad."

"How can that be done! If he loses the ball, I must scold him!"

"Joe Hart lost the ball, but no one in the team can replace him."

"Brother Fei, it's all your fault! You actually recommended a butter hand to me!"

"..."

Zhang Hongfei was also very helpless about this.

Joe Hart performed well in most of the games, but he still couldn't get rid of the problem of the butter hand.

"Brother Cong, don't worry! You have to have confidence in Joe Hart! Joe Hart is still young! When he grows up, he will definitely become a world-class goalkeeper!"

"Brother Fei, I don't believe your words."

"Then look at the other people I recommend! Is there anything wrong?"

"Others are good, young, capable, and have great potential. But Joe Hart can't do it!"

Wang Cong has lost patience with Joe Hart.

Joe Hart made Wang Cong and the Rouen team the laughing stock of the Spanish media with his poor performances again and again.

"Brother Cong, even if you want to change the goalkeeper, it will have to wait until next season."

"Humph!"

No one paid attention to Zhang Hongfei's conversation with Wang Cong.

After Joe Hart lost the ball, he knelt on the ground sadly.

The Rouen players looked at Joe Hart, not knowing what to say.

After Joe Hart stood up, he apologized to his teammates one by one, "I'm sorry! I was wrong!"

The Rouen players were noncommittal.

After a few minutes, the players on both sides took their positions and were ready to continue the game.

It was Rouen's turn to serve in the center circle.

Modric and Juan Mata stood in the middle circle, quietly waiting for the referee's whistle.

Wang Cong was still standing on the sidelines, but his expression was much uglier than at the beginning.There is no calmness at the beginning.

Instead of standing on the sidelines, the head coach of Nimes returned to his seat and sat down.

Being able to lead by one goal in the first half, for the Nimes team playing at home, has completed the set goal.

Taking advantage of the celebration of his players just now, the head coach of the Nimes team secretly gave instructions to his players for the next move, which is to order the players to defend with all their strength for the next time.

"Forcing~~~"

The referee blew the kick-off whistle for the second time.

Juan Mata passed the ball to Modric, who passed it back to Yaya Toure.

The Rouen team did not choose to launch a lightning attack, but chose to advance step by step on the ground.

But what surprised the players of the Rouen team was that all the players of the Nimes team retreated to their own half and began to set up the bus.

The striker of the Nimes team is even competing with their own defenders for defensive positions.

Seeing this scene, Wang Cong on the sidelines couldn't help but curse!

"Shameless! If you score a goal, set the bus! Nimes team, can you still have some backbone?"

Wang Cong said this sentence in French, and said it very loudly.

As expected, the words reached the ears of the Nimes coach.

The head coach of the Nimes team laughed instead of anger when he heard Wang Cong scolding him.

"Wang Cong, you can just scold! Now you can only use your mouth. No matter how much you scold, you can't change the fact that the Rouen team is behind. We lead you 1-0!"

Wang Cong was silent when he heard what the head coach of the Nimes team said.

The score was behind on the court, but off the court, no matter how eloquent Wang Cong was, he couldn't change this fact.

"Hmph! When we score a goal, I'll talk to you again!"

Wang Cong deliberately put on an appearance of "the best show is yet to come", but this caused a burst of ridicule.

This time it was not only the head coach of the Nimes team who laughed at Wang Cong, but also the Spanish media and fans of the Nimes team in the stands.

At this moment, Wang Cong remembered that he was in an away game, so he couldn't be too arrogant.

Wang Cong was so frightened that he immediately returned to his seat and sat down instead of standing on the sidelines to direct.

"Brother Cong, what's the matter with you? Why are you back?"

"Ahem... I think it's better to sit on the seat and direct."

Regarding Wang Cong's performance, Zhang Hongfei secretly thought it was funny.

"Brother Cong, it's okay! They can't run down from the stands to beat you!"

"What if they come down and beat me? I'm not afraid of [-], just in case! I'm a celebrity now! There are a lot of celebrities! I've decided, from now on, I'll keep a low profile!"

"..."

On the field, players from both sides fought fiercely in the Nimes half.

The Nimes team defended with all their strength, but the Rouen team did not dare to attack with all their strength.

In the backcourt of the Rouen team, there are still three defenders left.

Yaya Toure pushed up to the midfield to support the attack.

The three of Joel Luka, Serjan and Eli stayed in the backcourt to guard against possible sneak attacks by the Nimes team.

With seven to ten in the frontcourt, the Rouen team is at an absolute disadvantage.

Wang Cong sat on the sidelines, his face getting more and more ugly.

"Brother Fei, help me find a way!"

"What can I do? I can't go up and beat the players of the Nimes team to the ground one by one, right?"

"The other side is so despicable!"

"Brother Cong, we've all been here! Actually, it's nothing! We've experienced three times with a more ruthless fishnet formation than this one. What's the defense of the Nim team?"

Zhang Hongfei's words reassured Wang Cong a little.

"En! Compared with the fishnet team, the Nimes team is nothing! Our Rouen team is even better! Hahaha!!!"

(End of this chapter)