green mercenary

Chapter 288
When Andrezinho was chasing Qu Bo, Bai Xiaotian was also running desperately to meet him two or three meters behind Qu Bo's parallel position.

"Bai Xiaotian made a heel pass and directly passed the ball to Qu Bo's forward path."

"Now Qu Bo is struggling to catch up with the ball, can Qu Bo catch up with the ball?"

"Bai Xiaotian also ran desperately forward in the middle to meet Qu Bo."

Seeing Edu and Maicon a few meters ahead gradually move closer to his advancing route, Bai Xiaotian gritted his teeth and stepped up his sprint again.

"Qu Bo! Qu Bo!!" Huang Jianxiang roared. "Qu Bo saved the ball on the sideline and now the ball is under Qu Bo's feet."

After Qu Bo hooked the ball back from the sideline with his right foot, he had already slowed down.

After adjusting his body and direction, and took a step into the field, Andrezinho had already reached the front.

"Just pass the ball to the middle of the penalty area!" Bai Xiaotian's request sounded again in Qu Bo's ear.Qu Bo didn't hesitate any longer, and when Andrezinho's outstretched leg flashed out of his corner of his vision, he had already kicked the ball out.

"Qu Bo's pass!"

"Hey? This ball seems to be passed a little low!"

Indeed, in the wide-angle shot, Qu Bo kicked a banana ball.

Although the ball evaded Andrezinho's feet and then spun towards the goalkeeper's opposite direction again, Qu Bo didn't pay attention to the height of the ball because he wanted to avoid the opponent's interference.

The ball crossed a crescent in the air and flew towards the top of the gourd in the Brazilian penalty area.

This height is about the same as the height of Gao Ming's rescue just now.

Maicon and Edu wanted to raise their feet to block the ball, but the ball flew too high; they wanted to stop the ball with their chests, but they flew too low.

Just when the two were considering whether to block the ball with their lower abdomen or thighs or directly stretch out their feet to kick the ball out of the baseline, Bai Xiaotian actually took advantage of the slowing down of the two and squeezed through the gap between them.

"Shoot!" Seeing Bai Xiaotian's movements in the camera, Huang Jianxiang had no time to react, and subconsciously shouted Bai Xiaotian's purpose.

The horizontally moving ball suddenly turned [-] degrees in the air, tearing through the surrounding air like a rainbow piercing the sun, and flew towards the goal of the Brazilian team.

Rubinho stood there blankly, maintaining his original posture.

"The ball has been scored! Bai Xiaotian! Bai Xiaotian kicked the most beautiful shot in this World Youth Championship!" Huang Jianxiang slapped the table excitedly in an instant.

At the same time, commentators from other countries in Europe, Asia, Africa, America, etc. also shouted out at the same time, and unanimously listed this ball as the best goal of the World Youth Championship.

The ball had already hit the net and stopped, and Rubinho felt a strong gust of wind hit his face.

"What did I see?" Rubinho muttered.

At the moment just now, Bai Xiaotian jumped up high with his left and right hands supporting the shoulders of Edu and Maicon, and got out from the gap between them.

At this time, the ball just flew in front of Bai Xiaotian's feet, Bai Xiaotian swung his left leg stretched in front of him in the air, and at the same time quickly swung his right leg forward to kick.

The tight instep slapped the middle and back of the ball all at once, relying on the "first shot" bonus, coupled with the strength of the volley in the air.After the ball flew straight towards Rubinho for a certain distance, it suddenly changed direction due to air resistance and flew towards Rubinho's left.

Rubinho obviously didn't expect the ball to change direction when it flew halfway, but when he reacted, the ball had already entered the net.

It took almost half a second for the ball to cross the distance of 16 meters, and it's no wonder that Rubinho couldn't react.

"Bai Xiaotian! Bai Xiaotian!" All the Chinese fans stood up immediately, waved the big flags in their hands, and beat the big drum in front of them vigorously, cheering for the National Youth League.

Even many Brazilian fans stood up with their heads in their hands, unable to believe what happened just now.

"My God? What happened just now?" Edu looked at the ball in the net in disbelief.

"I don't know, I don't know." Maicon rubbed his right shoulder, turning the words over and over in his mouth.

"At the 708th minute of the game, the National Youth Team tied the score at 1-1!"

"It's unbelievable, it's like flying through the clouds!"

"The great Bai Xiaotian, the great national youth captain! He once again saved the Chinese team with his super personal strength!"

"This will be a goal that changes the situation of the game. After eight to 10 minutes of hard work by the national youth players, the two sides finally returned to the same starting line!"

"The national youth team has worked hard for so long, and finally it has paid off! It was Bai Xiaotian, who used a volley in the air to continue the hope for the Chinese team!"

"We have reason to believe that as long as Bai Xiaotian is around, we can win the game after all!"

Naturally, Bai Xiaotian couldn't hear Huang Jianxiang's passionate and generous explanation. At this moment, he was running towards the Chinese stands, holding his hands high and giving hugs to everyone.

Although the teammates followed behind Bai Xiaotian, none of them could keep up with his speed.

Bai Xiaotian suddenly put his hands on the ground when he was running to the position, and did three somersaults forward in a row.

After landing, Bai Xiaotian kicked forward alternately with his left leg and right leg. In just seven seconds, he kicked thirteen kicks in total.

In the end, Bai Xiaotian supported himself on one leg and made a classic pose of kung fu superstar Bruce Lee, freezing the pose at this second.

Almost all cameras turn their lenses and press the shutter with a "click click" at the moment.

A day later, the way Bai Xiaotian kicked his legs was spread all over the world.

On the sidelines, Shen Xiangfu no longer cared about his image, and hugged the staff beside him, venting his inner excitement and excitement.

Behind him, the staff of the coaching staff and the substitutes on the bench ran to Mariala immediately, seeking her hug.

Wang Sheng from Dalian Shide won the first prize. He clung to Mariala's body and did not let go, making the teammates behind him envious.

Sitting on the sidelines, Zhang Yaokun also waved the mineral water bottle in his hand, cheering loudly for the team.

At this moment, everyone fell into a carnival.It seems that the goal of equalizing the score is more exciting than winning the trophy.

This ball came too precious, too important.

It is not only the best reward for national youth players who have worked hard for 10 minutes, but also the motivation to continue fighting for the next 10 minutes.

On the other hand, the Brazilian players stared up at the big screen one by one, watching the replay in disbelief.

Bai Xiaotian's goal replays hit the Brazilian players' self-confidence over and over again, especially when the leading half was equalized, many of these immature young Brazilian players felt frustrated.

However, while it dealt a huge blow to the morale of the Brazilian team, it greatly encouraged the morale of the National Youth Team.

Together and one behind, the young national youth gradually raised his head.

In the past, I only knew how to fight desperately, and it didn't matter what the result was.Now I find that I can really do it.

The South Korean commentator couldn’t help sighing after looking at the radiant national youth players on the field, “The Chinese team was originally a fragile team in Asia, but Bai Xiaotian used this kick to give all the national youth players confidence. Now they gradually understand that a strong enemy is not scary, and lagging behind is not scary. I believe that after this national youth team grows up, it will be almost impossible for us to defeat them as easily as before!”

The media of the Asian powerhouse teams such as Iraq, Iran, and Japan have also expressed their views that the future Chinese team will become their rivals for more than ten or even twenty years.

(End of this chapter)