Start with an extraordinary experience card

Chapter 8 Lore
Although it is only a small club, it has to be said that Levante's defense is really tenacious.

Levante's defense line is constantly shrinking, and the defense can be described as an iron wall.

The impact of Depay and Qin Ming on the two flanks can't be said to be a great threat to Levante's defense, it can only be said to be unscathed.

Facing the bottom of the two, Levante's full-back will block all passing routes.

When Qin Ming tried to cut inside, Marty or Melero, who had just passed the midfielder, would always have a central defender immediately go forward, preventing him from forming a continuous breakthrough.

Seeing that the time on the timer is getting less and less, the Barcelona players are also playing more and more impatiently.

The most obvious manifestation of this is the left back Alba.

Alba took the ball to the far end of the wing many times, and then directly made a 45-degree oblique long pass, trying to solve the problem in the most direct way.

However, things are not so easy. Aguero, who is not tall, can't even touch a ball under the double-team of three central defenders!

The players on the court were in a hurry, and the coaches off the court felt uncomfortable.

Koeman looked at the players on the field who gradually lost their rules, and his face was also full of sadness.

Before the game, Chairman Laporta had a private conversation with him.

Laporta is not very satisfied with the team's current situation in the standings.

Laporta hopes that when entering the winter break, the team ranks at least No. 2 in the league.

Although the person in power of the club did not bluntly say that when the team fails to achieve the ideal record, he will let Koeman go.

But Koeman knew in his heart that his position in the club was already in jeopardy.

After Koeman took over Setien's coach last season, his results were not satisfactory.

Lost the league championship, defeated Bayern in the Champions League.

Throughout the season, Barcelona only won the only championship trophy in the traditional Copa del Rey.

And the start of this season was even more unfavorable, and uneasy factors such as Fati broke out in the team. It is reasonable for the club's senior management to be dissatisfied with him.

But Koeman is worried that if he fails to win this game, he may have to dismiss get out of class before the winter break!
It's really a house leak and it rains all night, it's terrible!

Koeman looked at the exhausted Barcelona players on the field, and his confidence in winning the game was a little less.

Qin Ming was also very anxious!
The super god long-range shooting experience card only lasts for 10 minutes, but it is difficult for him to find an opportunity to use long-range shooting.

Whenever I pass the opponent's midfielder, the opponent's central defender can always make up for it in time.

Without enough long-range shooting space, even with the blessing of the Super God long-range shooting experience card, Qin Ming could hardly break the deadlock.

Qin Ming looked at Levante's line of defense running desperately and moving back and forth, and an inexplicable anxiety emerged in his heart.

What should I do, what should I do?
Qin Ming asked himself silently in his heart.

Counting injury time, only the last 3 minutes are left!

As long as Levante's defense maintains high-intensity mobility, Barcelona can't attack at all!

Ok?
Mobile mobile?

Qin Ming's eyes lit up, and he suddenly thought of something.

Yes, it is mobile!

A look of joy appeared on Qin Ming's face, and he hurried to Alba's side and whispered a few words.

"Is this really possible?"

Alba looked at the young oriental boy in front of him with a puzzled expression.

Although Qin Ming's two assists in the previous game were indeed wonderful, the plan he just told himself sounded a bit unbelievable.

Qin Ming nodded, and looked at Alba firmly.

"Believe me!"

Alba looked into Qin Ming's clear eyes, and at that moment, he seemed to really believe that Qin Ming could do it.

The minute hand on the timer reached the last frame, and the game entered the countdown stage.

"There is not much time left for Barcelona!"

Zhan Jun looked at the live broadcast on the monitor and said in a low voice.

Barcelona continued to attack and Pedri held the ball.

Alba thought of what Qin Ming said to himself just now, looked at the space around Levante defender Song on the right, and rushed over with an acceleration.

"Hey bro! Give me the ball, come on!"

Alba ran to the baseline without the ball at an extremely fast speed, while extending his right hand to ask Pedri for the ball.

Pedri did not hesitate and passed the ball accurately to Alba's running route.

Song knew that his speed could not keep up with Alba, so he quickly posted it to prevent him from making an inverted triangle cross.

And the back line composed of three central defenders in Levante also understood it, sinking towards the bottom line together.

This can not only protect the front of the goal to a great extent, but also prevent some accidents.

In case Song is passed by Alba with his speed advantage, the nearest central defender can also complete the defense immediately.

Levante's steel line of defense is obviously specially trained.

However, things are beyond everyone's expectations!

Alba neither chose to make an inverted triangle cross, nor did he choose to make a cross in front of the goal.

He didn't stop the ball and chose to directly pass back to Qin Ming behind him.

In order to make up for the defensive space left by Song, Marty's position is slightly back.

He hurried forward and came to defend Qin Ming.

All of this was within Qin Ming's plan.

Qin Ming flicked the ball out with his right foot and easily avoided Marty's attack.

He looked at the goal 25 meters away, and Campania, who was too sinking to defend him.

This is the only chance!
Standing firmly on the left foot, the body leans inward, and the straight right foot is placed at a graceful angle.

Strong volley, hit the goal!
The ball was like a shooting star, drawing a beautiful rainbow in the sky and heading straight to the far corner of the goal.

At this time, Koeman on the coach's bench was tense and his whole body was tense, his hands clenched into fists on his chest.

The audience at the home court seemed to have been cast with a spell of silence, and the city stadium was completely silent at this moment.

The time for the ball to fly 25 meters in the air may be short, but it is very long for Levante defender Duarte.

It was so long that when the ball passed by him, he still had time to make a very regretful expression.

Under his gaze, the ball precisely hit the inside of the far post.

hum-

After bouncing off the post, the ball smashed into the net!

City Stadium fell into a deathly silence.

Only in the live broadcast room thousands of miles away, Zhan Jun was roaring with forgetfulness.

"Long shot, the ball went in! The ball went in! Go in! Go in!!!"

"Qin Ming, Qin Ming has made meritorious service!"

"With a long-range shot from 25 meters away, Qin Ming perfectly reproduced Messi's lore goal against Iran in the World Cup in Brazil. Just like the old king of the Nou Camp, Qin Ming used the same method to kill Levante!"

"Could it be that this is the inheritance of the dynasty?"

With red eyes, Zhan Jun shouted frantically.

At the same time, the whistle for the end of the game sounded over the stadium.

The sharp whistle is like a catalyst, igniting the decibels in the stadium.

"Nice job, bro!"

Alba was the first teammate to rush towards Qin Ming. He wanted to tell Qin Ming how great his performance was with a big hug!
Coman, who was tense, also seemed to shoot the arrow in his heart, waving his fists frantically in the air with both hands.

The two teaching assistants on the side also hugged each other tightly, unwilling to separate for a long time
In other corners of the stadium, the picture is completely opposite.

The Levante players who had run for the whole field all collapsed on the turf, panting silently.

It seems that they haven't figured out why, in just a few tens of seconds, a draw at their fingertips turned into a loss.

The fans and spectators at home are still in the icehouse, and the previous high-spirited shouts have long been heard.

The only thing that can be heard is a faint sobbing coming from an unknown corner
This day was the happiest day for Qin Ming since he came to Spain.

He received encouragement and congratulations from every teammate and coach present, including Griezmann who was replaced, and even Fati who sat in the stands for the entire game.

According to common sense, as the most dazzling star in this game, Qin Ming will definitely be taken by the head coach Koeman to participate in the post-match reporter interview.

But in the locker room, Koeman pulled him to an inconspicuous corner and whispered a few words to him.

While all his teammates were washing and packing, Qin Ming sneaked into the parking lot next to the stadium by himself.

There, he saw a figure waiting for him.

Strange and familiar.

He only saw this figure on the first day he joined the Barcelona second team.

This man is, the president of the club—

Laporta!

(End of this chapter)