Revenge Huaguo football, assisting Ronaldo in the World Cup

"it's me."

Yuqin smiled embarrassedly.

"Did you get disqualified because you scored a goal?"

Seeing Yuqin nodding, the middle-aged man was annoyed.

"Damn, I knew you were wronged. The odds for that game were obviously abnormal."

"I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Wang Qiang, do you really want to play with us on the Guoan football team?"

Yu Qin nodded without hesitation.

"I want revenge and let everyone see their true colors."

After Yuqin finished speaking, Wang Qiang excitedly took Yuqin's hand, looked towards the court, and shouted:

"Old Li! Old Li! Come down quickly and let Yuqin go up and kick, hurry up!"

Lao Li, who played as a winger on the field, ran over after hearing the words.

After seeing Yuqin, his face changed instantly, and he gritted his teeth when he spoke.

"Old Wang, you really want everyone."

Knowing his old friend's stubborn temper, Wang Qiang didn't explain anything, but said to Yuqin:

"You know the public opinion on the Internet. If you want this group of people to agree to your joining, you have to subdue them."

Yuqin looked at Lao Li with unfriendly eyes, and knew that there was really no need to say anything at this time.

He took the jersey that Wang Qiang snatched from Lao Li, and walked directly to the field.

Facing doubts, facts always speak louder than words!

Looking at Yuqin's back, Lao Li spat at him.

"A person who has taken drugs, I don't think he can kick it for half an hour!"

Wang Qiang knew that Lao Li's bad words were partly due to the influence of online public opinion.

The other part is about to face the professional team Guoan, and Lao Li, who is under heavy pressure, is venting his emotions.

Seeing Yuqin's appearance, Wang Qiang was in high spirits.

"Didn't you say before that you don't know what to use to win the professional team?"

"Now I tell you, with him, you can win!"

……

With Yuqin in place, the competition continued.

Yuqin was wearing a red team uniform, and the ball was at the feet of his team at this time.

Although it is a competition.

The rhythm of the game is very tight, and it can be seen that they have had formal tactical training.

The football literacy is good, the basic skills may be a little weak, but the overall awareness is very strong.

Yuqin observed this and felt that if he could fully integrate into this team, it would not be a problem to avenge the Guoan team!

……

The two sides have been in a state of contention for the ball.

Football shuttled past Yuqin from time to time.

It has been seven or eight minutes and Yuqin has not touched the ball.

Obvious.

These players don't know Yuqin at all, so they don't trust him at all.

The only Wang Qiang who trusted Yuqin was still an outside audience.

Teammates don't pass the ball to themselves. The average striker may start walking on the field when encountering this situation.

After Yuqin pressed the front court, he actively returned to the back court.

And relying on his sense of smell as a professional player, he always appears at key points where the opponent wants to break through.

Get stuck and let the opponent lose the opportunity to attack.

Naturally, all of this was seamless, and it fell into the eyes of Wang Qiang and Lao Li on the sidelines.

"Have you seen the consciousness and details of others? Have you compared them?"

Hearing Wang Qiang's words, Lao Li was still a little unconvinced.

"So what if it can't compare to these? People who have taken drugs are not in good health. In another 10 minutes, you can see that he will be finished if he stops eating."

Wang Qiang smiled.

"Those fake news on the Internet can really bluff people!"

As a senior fan, Wang Qiang discovered the unusualness of that game during the live broadcast of the game.

Looking at the odds of the game, I knew it was match-fixing.

The person Yuqin offended this time is gone...

……

The game is still tight.

Yuqin's red team got the ball again.

Because the score was behind, the red team could only attack aggressively.

At this time, the midfielder of the red team brought the ball to the front of the green square.

Seeing his own center, who was strictly guarded, facing the pressing of the green side, the midfielder was ready to pass the ball back.

"Here, opportunity!"

Yuqin yelled and inserted into the opponent's belly.

When the midfielder heard Yuqin's words, he subconsciously prepared to pass the ball, but after seeing that it was Yuqin.

He directly chose the back pass. He didn't believe that Yuqin could break through with the ball in the gap.

Yuqin didn't complain, and continued to search for vacant seats, constantly running to consume the opponent's energy.

The midfielder got the ball again, but this time, he made a wrong judgment in front of the green square.

The midfielder makes a through ball, ready to pass the ball to the centre-forward.

But the forward of the green side has already planned for a long time, just waiting to steal the pass.

Yuqin and the green forward started sprinting at the same time.

The forward speed of the green team is not as good as Yuqin. In the face of Yuqin who is indomitable, there is a lot of Yuqin who collided with him.

He was more than a little weaker in momentum.

Once the momentum is lost, the speed will be even slower.

Yuqin was the first to catch up with the football, and with a call back, he directly took the ball past the oncoming green striker.

Yuqin's speed did not slow down, and he rushed directly into the front of the green square like a gust of wind.

At this time, on the entire right, there was only the green defender standing in front of Yuqin.

The center forward of the red team also went straight up at the right time, waiting for Yuqin's cross.

But Yuqin on the right side of the field didn't have the slightest thought of crossing. He took the ball and quickly approached the defender.

Closer, closer and closer to the defender.

The defenders are also experienced, and they didn't rush up easily, but kept blocking Yuqin's advance route.

Just as he was backing away, he suddenly saw Yuqin twisting to the right, as if he was going to force a breakthrough to the outside.

Can't let him go!

The defender goes straight up and prepares to steal the ball.

But as soon as he left, Yuqin, who was originally leaning to the right, suddenly changed direction by smashing the ball and broke through from the inside in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, Yuqin swayed the opponent's defender away with his fake moves, dribbled the ball from the inside, and approached the penalty area in an instant.

"Beautiful, this is extraordinary, it can be called a classic!"

Wang Qiang couldn't help making a sound, and pushed the stunned old Li.

"Look carefully and learn a little bit."

Looking at Yuqin who has entered the restricted area of ​​the green square after completing the breakthrough.

In front of him is the lone goalkeeper and goal.

At this moment, everyone knew what he was going to do.

Yuqin's feet drew a semicircle in the air, and he raised his foot to hit the door.

With a bang, the football hit the goal directly from a dead corner like a shell.

The goalkeeper of the green team didn't even make any defensive reaction in the face of Yuqin's explosive shot, and stood there dumbfounded.

After scoring the goal, the red team members rushed over and hugged Yuqin.

"You hit the door too hard, right? Old Sun couldn't react at all, hahaha..."

"It turned out to be a great god. If I had known this, it would have been nice if Made had passed the ball to you before."

……

Old Li was already dumbfounded.

"Isn't this kid's slapping too violent? Don't be useless when you hit the old grandson."

Wang Qiang looked like he knew the result a long time ago, couldn't help the desire to dance, and shouted at Yuqin on the field.

"Yuqin, double digits! Kick them double digits!"

Lao Li on the sidelines and the team members on the field looked at Wang Qiang who seemed to be insane, with an expression of seeing a ghost.

Brother, we are in an intra-team match, and double digits?

Do you think you are kicking a small island nation?