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Chapter 71 Smalling

In the second half of the game, the rhythm was faster than in the first half!
The opponents in black jerseys didn't seem to want to give Dirk and his gang a chance.

"Wow! So fast!"

With an exclamation, the expressions of all the audience on the sidelines suddenly became excited.

In the middle of the field, black No. 2 took the ball and broke through Meister's blockade with a stride.

This is bad!
From the perspective of the horizontal line, Meister's position is the most backward.

When he was broken by No. 2, there were no defenders behind him except the goalkeeper.

But that's the way it is in five-a-side games. In a lot of 1v1 situations, anything can happen.

No defensive player dares to say that he can never be broken through.

Dirk had already taken precautions against this scene. He retreated ahead of time and rushed towards No. 2.

However, the opponent seemed to have seen through Dirk's defensive strategy. With a cross pass, the ball flew towards the area behind Qin Ming.

"It's over! This team is going to lose the ball!"

A bearded scout on the sidelines couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this scene.

As he said, behind Qin Ming was an unattended area.

Meister, who was just got rid of by No. 2, is now in a state of desperation, and will not care about supplementary defense for a while.

In everyone's eyes, brother No. 5 was as light as a swallow, and he caught the ball in a few strides.

He didn't give Dirk a chance to make up the defense, and he hit the goal directly. The ball rushed into Casillas's wicket at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

1: 0!

Dressed in cool black, he took the lead in the competition!
This sudden goal broke the balance on the field.

Qin Ming's teammates who were still struggling to support lost their fighting spirit in an instant.

Except for Dirk, the light in the eyes of the other teammates completely dimmed.

"What are you doing!"

On the sidelines, a young man in a baseball uniform waved his hand with an angry look on his face.

This game is really too bad!

He really didn't understand why this group of people brought an old man to participate in the competition.

Fake!

He shook his head, turned and left the court angrily.

His departure seemed to be a fuse, and a large number of audiences followed and left one after another, with a very regretful expression on their faces.

After all, the audience present knew it very well.

Dirk's team with an elderly man can only rely on tenacious defense and a little luck to win this game.

If they can keep a clean sheet until the end, and luckily steal one, it's possible to win the game.

But now that a goal is scored first, then there is basically no suspense.

This will be a senseless massacre!

Seeing the spectators leaving the stadium one by one, Qin Ming felt chills in his heart.

As a professional player, he knows exactly what the audience means to the player.

When the team is at a disadvantage, the support and encouragement of the audience is the source of strength for the players.

These audiences who left early because they couldn't see hope will never understand a truth.

In competitive sports, nothing is impossible.

As long as you kick the ball out, it can go into the goal!
But it’s fine if you leave, let me dedicate the next performance to the real audience!
When Qin Ming thought of this, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

This cold light is like a ray of light suddenly flashing out in the endless night.

Dawn is coming!

From now on, he will show off his gorgeous dance moves!

"Give me the ball!"

Qin Ming had a cold expression on his face, which didn't match his current attire very much.

Dirk, who was about to kick off in the middle circle, was taken aback when he heard Qin Ming's words.

When he came back to his senses, an ecstatic expression appeared on his face.

What the hell!

The thighs are finally starting to play!
At this moment, Dirk wished to burst into tears, and the good days were finally coming.

It is simply not easy!
Under the puzzled eyes of other teammates, Dirk resolutely passed the ball under his feet to Qin Ming.

At this stage of the game, this is Qin Ming's first touch with the ball!
Although the feet are not completely warmed up, the feeling of the ball sticking to the arch of the feet is very familiar!

The show is on!

The left foot kicks the ground and explodes instantly!
In the blink of an eye, Qin Ming took the ball and entered the No. 4 defensive area.

This instant acceleration startled everyone on the field.

What the hell?

Can the elderly also have such a fast speed?
"What?"

The eyes of the audience on the sidelines were also firmly grasped by this scene, and the chatter that had been going on one after another just now became completely silent in an instant!

Is this really an old man?

"Beware!"

Seeing that No. 4 was distracted for a moment, brother No. 5 hurriedly reminded him.

The speed of sound is fast, and Qin Ming's movements are even faster!

Wiping the ball with his right foot, Qin Ming easily slid past No. 4 with the ball.

Now, the door is wide open!

Without hesitation, Qin Ming's right calf exploded with astonishing strength, and he slashed straight to the goal with his foot on the ground.

"OMG!"

"God, is this really something an old man can do?"

Amidst the exclamation of the audience on the sidelines, the ball steadily entered the dead corner of the goal.

The No. 1 goalkeeper, with a dumbfounded expression on his face, still had no chance to perform.

"Oh!!"

"Mike! How did you do it? Outrun us!"

"Were you kidding us?"

"Mike! Your goddamn goal is beautiful!"

This goal made all Qin Ming's teammates start to exclaim, even Meister, who had been mocking him before.

A one-stop breakthrough score, this goal is really beautiful!

Of course, Dirk, who already knew the inside story, had to pretend to be ignorant at this time.

Together with all his teammates, he looked Qin Ming up and down with the eyes of studying antiques.

"Young lads, ahem. Then you just need to watch me perform!"

Qin Ming pressed his hands down and made a very pretending action, which caused his teammates to burst into laughter.

The joy of the Dirks caused dissatisfaction among the opponents.

No. 4 was a little distracted just now, which was the main reason for the conceded goal, but everyone didn't blame him.

Everyone can see that the old man in front of him seems a little strange.

"Next, I'll defend him alone!"

Brother No. 5 stared at Qin Ming like a falcon, as if he was staring at a delicious prey.

"Okay, Smolin! This guy is a bit evil, you have to be careful, and good luck!"

No. 4 nodded helplessly, and obediently changed positions.

After all, unconditionally obeying the arrangements of the bosses in the team is what a role player needs to keep in mind at all times.

However, their conversation happened to be heard by Qin Ming who was nearby.

Smalling?
This little brother is called Smolin!
Such an outstanding striker has the same name as a famous central defender?
I have to say, it sounds a little joyful.

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