Junior football dream

Chapter 52 fierce battle
As cold as a rock, without a trace of a smile, Ji Weihao did not show any happy expression after scoring the goal, his face was still as cold as usual.

Looking at the crowd in the auditorium, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.His parents in Yugoslavia didn't have time to visit him, which made him very depressed.

"Whether it's work or your son that matters!" On the phone, he yelled loudly at the parents on the other end of the phone.

"Children, you are the most important thing in our hearts. But, you know what your mother and I do. We are engineers, engineers who help a war-torn country build its own homeland. When I look at those My heart aches for children who are still sleeping on the streets. You have to understand us, kid."

On the other end of the phone, his engineer's father explained in a low voice, and his mother next to him interjected and explained to her son.

"Okay, okay." Hearing what his parents said, Ji Weihao could only nod silently.

"Son, although we can't go to watch the game live. But you have to know, we will still watch you silently from afar! Come on, come on for the Chinese team."

On the other end of the phone, his mother also encouraged him.

"Mom and Dad, I finally scored a goal!" Clenching his fists tightly, Ji Weihao shouted silently in his heart.

"Good shot, beautiful shot!" Yang Fan rushed up from behind him, knocked the hero who scored the goal to the ground, and pressed his huge body on Ji Weihao's body.

"What are you doing, someone will die." Ji Weihao pushed Yang Fan away and got up from the ground.Being pressed on the ground by Yang Fan who weighs more than 100 jins is not so pleasant.

"Thank you for my assist. If it wasn't for me, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to score this goal. How about it, give it to me next time. Otherwise, you have dinner tonight."

Patting this partner on the shoulder, Yang Fan blackmailed with a smile.

"If it wasn't for me, that ball would never have been scored." Meng Qingtao rushed up with a smile, jumped up, and lay on Yang Fan's back.

"It's very heavy, who will help kick him away." Yang Fan said with a face of pain. Meng Qingtao, who weighs 160 catties, is not much lighter than him.

"Okay, okay, let's continue the game." Looking at the excited expressions of his teammates, Zhou Xing urged.At this time, the Turkish team had already got the ball in the midfield and was about to kick off.

At this time, Xu Lin in the stands saw Meng Qingtao's complacent look, and couldn't help feeling a little bit disappointed. "Hmph, it wasn't you who scored the goal, what are you proud of?"

At some point, she always put herself in the opposite position to Meng Qingtao.The cynical-looking boy began to occupy a certain place in her heart.

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The game continued, and the players of the Turkish team were not discouraged by this goal. They still seemed to be full of fighting spirit.

On one side of the stands, some fanatical Turkish fans held national flags and cheered hard for the Turkish team.Looking at the neat shouts in the stands, the fighting spirit of these Turkish players was slowly aroused.

"come on, come on, come on!"

The head coach of the Turkish team, Nihat, standing on the sidelines, chanted slogans and cheered for the team, just like the fans in the audience who supported his team.

Ilhan placed the ball in the middle of the pitch, kicked it to Moah, and continued the game.

Moah was very depressed. This young player who will represent Bayern Munich next season in the Bundesliga just missed a good chance to score a goal, but the Chinese team made a counterattack, which made him extremely depressed.

"No, I must work hard, and I can't miss another chance." The young Bayern player felt a little anxious at this time, and the pace of dribbling under his feet also accelerated.

The one guarding him was Deng Lei. The defender of the Chinese team has always been very steady and conscientious, sticking close to Moah, preventing him from having any chance to break through.

Seeing that Moah was anxious and the footsteps of the football were a little too big, he hurriedly made a sliding tackle and kicked the ball out of the sideline to prevent Moah from having any chance.

"Damn it, the defense is too tight." Moah secretly cursed Deng Lei in his heart. The defender had no temper for staring at him, and didn't give him a chance, leaving him no room to shoot.

Out of bounds, Ilhan tosses the ball in and into the feet of another Turkish striker.At this time, he didn't expect Moa to perform well either.

Seeing that it was only 30 meters away from the Chinese goal, the Turkish striker took an angry shot. This shot was very powerful.It's just that his shooting skills are obviously not very good, and he kicked the ball into the audience in the stands with an anti-aircraft gun.

"Alas!" Seeing that his shot had missed somewhere, the Turk covered his face and ran back to his own half in despair.

Looking at the performance of his teammates, Moah felt a little anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

On the Chinese team side, Zhou Xing was also very depressed.Under the double attack, his role was greatly limited.There were only a few effective breakthroughs, plus some passes, which obviously did not satisfy him.

"No, I have to work hard." Seeing Xie Fei send the ball from the goal line, he ran quickly, trying to seize the first landing point.

Yi Erhan and Hassan behind him saw that Zhou Xing wanted to move, and hurriedly followed behind him, trying to catch the football before him and prevent him from touching the ball.

However, Yi Erhan didn't run a few steps, but was stopped by another person.I saw Xia Yuandong leaning against him tightly with his body, not letting him move half a step.

But, how can a giraffe beat a rhino?Yi Erhan bumped hard, knocking Xia Yuandong to the ground.However, before he was about to speed up and run, Xia Yuandong got up from the ground again and stopped in front of him.

"I'm not skilled, but I still have a body. If my body is not good, I still have perseverance! No matter what, I will do my best." Xia Yuandong roared, and stopped in front of Yi Erhan, his eyes Full of firmness.At this time, there are traces of grass juice on his white uniform.There are some grass clippings on his face and head, making him look a little funny.

Yi Erhan didn't smile, he saw courage in the opponent's eyes, a kind of courage that would not admit defeat no matter what.Such an opponent is the most admirable.

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Zhou Xing turned his head, very surprised.Usually at this time, Hassan and Yi Erhan have already surrounded him from left to right, preventing him from breaking through.Now there is only Hassan by his side, and the Turkish captain who has been giving him a headache is no longer behind him to defend him.

Zhou Xing turned his head, but saw an unforgettable scene.Xia Yuandong tightly resisted Yi Erhan, who was twice as strong as him, with his thin body, which made his heart warm.

"Zhou Xing, hurry up and break through." Seeing Zhou Xing's speed slow down, Xia Yuandong shouted loudly, and then was pushed to the ground by Yi Erhan, and he fell hard and gnawed on the mud.

Before staying on the ground for a few seconds, he immediately got up again and followed closely behind Yilhan.His tenacious style also amazed the audience watching the game in the auditorium.

His tenacity drew a round of applause from the audience, including some from the Turkish audience.For the brave, people always give them the greatest respect.

Zhou Xing made a quick breakthrough, dodged the defender who stepped forward to press him, and still controlled the ball under his feet.Seeing that there was some emptiness in the middle of Turkey, he shouted loudly: "Zhang Chen, catch the ball!" Then he passed the ball to Zhang Chen in front of him with a through ball.

Zhang Chen didn't pause, turned around beautifully, and stopped the ball in front of him.It's just that at this time the Turkish defender was already stuck behind him, preventing him from turning around.The inability to turn around prevented him from shooting with his back to the goal.

He took a few steps in the direction of his goal, keeping a little distance from the Turkish defender, and then he passed the ball to Zhou Xing, who continued to control the ball.

Zhou Xing received the football, made a false move, then made an emergency stop and changed direction, dodged Hassan's tackle on him, and continued to move forward with the ball.

Seeing the two Turkish defenders approaching, he flicked the ball lightly and distributed it to Yang Fan beside him, leaving the two Turks in vain.

Yang Fan stopped the ball with a chest, stopped the ball beautifully at his feet, and then crossed the ball to the front of the penalty area.At the back point, Ji Weihao shot towards the rolling football non-stop. The football created a beautiful arc under his feet, changed direction, and flew towards the goal of Turkey.

On the goal line, the Turkish goalkeeper moved very quickly, took a dive, and held the ball firmly in his arms.Just now, the Turkish goalkeeper was very focused. He had already observed the direction of Ji Weihao's shot and resolved the crisis.

"Alas." Seeing that such a ball was caught, the coach of the Chinese team Boll on the sidelines also sighed helplessly.Looking at the score 2:1 on the electronic timetable, there were only 3 minutes left in the first half.In these 3 minutes, can the Chinese team continue to expand their lead?

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"Let me defend Ilhan, just watch Hassan." Zhou Xing said coldly, looking at Xia Yuandong's purple-faced face.

"Okay then." Seeing Zhou Xing's appearance, Xia Yuandong could only nod in agreement, and exchanged places with Zhou Xing.

At this time, the Turkish goalkeeper launched an attack with a hand throw and threw the ball to their midfielder Luida.

Luida kicked a long ball into the midfield and landed at the feet of their No. [-] Ilhan.

Yi Erhan gently unloaded the football with his thigh, and stopped the football at his feet.However, before he could make another move, he fell to the ground, gnawing on the mud helplessly.

I saw that Zhou Xing broke the ball with a fierce and precise tackle, while the ill-prepared Ilhan fell to the ground because he didn't have a good balance.

"Foul, foul!" Seeing his player fell to the ground, the Turkish audience on the sidelines shouted loudly, and the head coach of Turkey, Nihat, also shouted loudly, wanting the referee to judge the Chinese team foul.The referee shook his hand and ran past Yi Erhan who fell to the ground.

The tackle just now was very clean, and there was no suspicion of a foul at all.Zhou Xing's foot touched the football first, not the opponent's body, so it was not a foul at all.Seeing the slow-motion playback on the sidelines, the Turkish audience had nothing to say.

I saw Zhou Xing quickly break through with the ball, like a gust of wind, and he was about to hit the Turkish team's big penalty area in a while.Seeing this, two Turkish defenders rushed towards Zhou Xing, trying to block his way forward.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Xing chose to shoot.Before the defender of the Turkish team came in front of him, Zhou Xing shot angrily, 32 meters away from the goal, and flew towards the goal of the Turkish team with the sound of howling wind.

At this time, the referee also put the whistle in his mouth, and was about to blow the whistle to end the first half.

All eyes are on the football flying in the air.The football, however, flew towards Turkey's goal with a strong arc and rotation.

(End of this chapter)