atypical center forward

Chapter 15 The Chinese Liar
"Goal!!! A clever goal! A cunning goal! The clever Chinese deceived everyone with just one movement of raising his head, yes, everyone, his eyes deceived the whole world!"

"Poor Ibaka." Compared to the crazy Milk, Ugo looked calmer. "His movement is fine, but his problem is that he is too smart. My only doubt is that China Chu decided to shoot after seeing Ibaka's movement, or all of this was within his plan. If it is the latter, then this Chinese is terrible. He has the potential to become a super striker. People who can play with their brains will always go further than those who can only play with their feet."

"Let's look at the replay, right here, Chu raised his head, then flicked his ankle, the two actions were performed at the same time, my God, didn't he worry that Ibaka was not fooled? If Ibaka hadn't rushed out at that time, he would have kicked the ball directly to Ibaka's feet, and this wonderful goal would have become a big joke. What a confident and bold Chinese."

"So we also have to thank Serge Ibaka, who is smart and decisive, isn't it? He made a wonderful combination to complete this wonderful goal."

It was obviously an extremely light and concealed goal, but the effect it caused was even more sensational than the shocking long-range shot from 40 meters away. All Valencia fans cheered wildly, and the entire Mestalla Stadium felt like an earthquake.

Chu Yang quickly ran to the side of the court, kneeled down suddenly at the fastest speed, gliding across the lawn like a high-speed train, crossed his hands in front of his head, then lowered his left hand, put his right hand next to his forehead, and saluted.

The monster saluted and glided, and Chu Yang, who had just turned Ronaldinho's pass skills into a shot, copied Andy Lau's classic African celebration.

The people in the stands on that side were going crazy with excitement.

Mei Yun looked at Chu Yang, who looked like a different person below, and trembled with excitement, wishing to announce loudly to everyone that this kid was my son.

The people around stood up, blocking their view, but she knew that Chu Yang was there, and she could imagine his stinky fart with a cold face on purpose when he was obviously happy with his eyes closed.

Chu Yu, on the other hand, turned around to look at the excited fans around him in a daze. There was only one thought in her mind. It seemed... Chu Yang has really become very powerful?
Mo Ya and the others had already run over, and Chu Yang stood up and hugged them.

"Brother, you lied to me too!"

"Good job, Chu!"

"Great, how did you come up with the idea to shoot? You were fooled, right? You wanted to pass the ball, but it went wrong."

"Okay, Chinese, I admit that you are one of us."

After all, the team was still behind, and Chu Yang was not in the mood to celebrate too wildly. He winked at Moya and led his teammates back to their positions.

Gressel on the sidelines swung his fist fiercely, and the entire bench erupted because of this goal.

Heike raised his hands, gave Gressel a high-five, and said, "Congratulations, Marco, it seems that you have gained a smart striker, and this kid will definitely become a big shot."

"No, congratulations to Valencia," Gressel said, "Ghost knows I wanted to kill him just a second ago, incredible brat."

Brady called his captain to the sidelines, and the shouts around him forced him to open his throat and yell, "Tell Ibaka to keep an eye on that kid, don't leave!"

"Understood, boss, don't worry, they can't win, we are leading now."

"Defend me if you don't want to cry and walk away from here, don't always think about scoring goals! Oh, goddamn goals!"

After a short period of madness, the players from both sides took their positions again. William Nathan and Eduardo, who were standing in the middle circle and were about to serve, couldn't help but look at the calm Chinese not far away, with the flames of war burning in their eyes.

They were supposed to be the protagonists tonight, but they were easily overtaken by this little guy who only played in 70 minutes.

"Beep!"

The whistle sounded and Nathan passed the ball to Eduardo.

As soon as Eduardo received the ball, he saw a figure rushing towards him, and quickly passed the ball back to the midfielder. When he looked up, he saw Chu Yang bypassing him and chasing the football.

It was the first time that Chu Yang hated his speed so much as he watched the football rolling farther and farther in front of his eyes.

"Strikers without speed are indeed weak."

15 minutes, one ball, this is not an impossible task on the football field. The Valencia players all broke out with unprecedented fighting spirit, but Ameyari's determination to stick to it was very firm. Except for Nathan who was nailed in front of Valencia's penalty area, even Eduardo ran to the midfield to participate in the defense.

The team's striker is a technically rough guy, and Ameari's overall technical style is similar. The offense mainly relies on long passes and high balls, and the defense relies on various fierce steals.

"Hey, buddy, there's no need to follow so closely, I don't have a racket, what are you so afraid of me?"

"Afraid of you?" Ibaka said unhappily, "Dude, you know what? You made me a joke."

"Don't be like this, you should think, I will become a legend in the future, and you will be the green leaf next to the legend when it sets sail, verdant and verdant, and will last forever."

"Legendary? Are you crazy? A Chinese?"

"What's wrong with the Chinese? Can't the Chinese be legends?" Chu Yang said, "Okay, then I'll be a big devil. The big devil in football sounds cool, doesn't it?"

"Quiet, I don't want to talk to you anymore."

"Hey, brother, you can't do this..." Chu Yang seemed very sad, he turned and ran away halfway through his speech.

The ball has arrived.

"Damn it, I knew it." Ibaka hurried to catch up.

His speed was a bit slower than Chu Yang's. Now it was the final stage of the competition, and his physical strength was running low, so he was quickly thrown away by Chu Yang.

It's just that Chu Yang couldn't catch the ball, because the opponent's No. 4 had already rushed up and swung the ball with one kick.

Chu Yang blocked it quickly with his eyes and feet. After being touched by his feet, the football flew high and flew behind No. 4.

Number 4 looked up blankly.

Where did the ball go?
"Oh, poor boy, his big foot clearance was blocked by Chu, and he couldn't find the ball."

Chu Yang raised his hand suddenly, stretched out his index finger and pointed to the sky on his left, No. 4 instinctively looked in the direction Chu Yang pointed, and Chu Yang took the opportunity to speed up and leave him.

There were bursts of laughter immediately in the stands, even the fans of Ameyari couldn't help laughing, and the players of Ameyari had the urge to cover their faces and go home.

Chu Yu laughed directly and fell into Mei Yun's arms. Only then did she realize that Chu Yang was being merciful to her subordinates. This brat was so wicked when he teased outsiders.

This is a very funny scene, but in fact, there was a precedent in Chu Yang's previous life on the football field. At that time, it was the mischievous Young Master Pi who saw through him.

"Fool, hurry up!"

Only then did No. 4 realize that he had been cheated, and he couldn't help being furious, and chased after Chu Yang.

"Oh, poor Ameyari defenders, they are played around by the Chinese, Chu is a big liar, so cunning, well, he caught the ball, really bad ball stopping skills."

Chu Yang's poor stop made No. 4 quickly catch up behind him. He didn't dare to stay, so he drove the ball towards the penalty area.

(End of this chapter)