My football skills are so strong! I am the king of control

Seeing the shot go in, Lin Chen was extremely excited. He rushed to the sidelines and threw his body straight out like a rocket!

The agile body drew a perfect parabola in the air and then slammed heavily to the ground!

But Lin Chen didn't feel any pain. Instead, he used the force to prop himself up. Then he clasped his fists and made the classic Chinese fist-clasping celebration gesture to all the Liverpool fans!

"Extremely explosive celebration!"

"Who taught him to celebrate like this?!"

"Who taught him to act so pretentiously?"

"So damn handsome!"

Coach Zhan couldn't help but swear!

Coach Zhang, who was standing by, was also excited. He held back for a long time before saying, "Awesome!!!"

Studio.

"Lin's shot was like lightning piercing the night sky, as fast as the wind!"

"Who is Chalobah? Where is Doucoure?!"

"Is it the decline of morality or the distortion of human nature that allowed Lin Chen to score such a goal!"

"Isn't he 17 years old? He scored in just a few minutes of his Premier League debut at the age of 17?!"

"He could hold off Doucoure and overpower Chalobah. Aren't all black people said to be black and hard? How come none of them are as hard as Lin Chen?!"

All Liverpool teammates rushed towards Lin Chen, and the trident on the front line, one on the left, one in the middle and one on the right, hugged Lin Chen tightly and shook him madly!

"I fucking love you!"

"Fuck!"

"I fucking love it!"

Firmino was particularly excited. Ever since Lin Chen was promoted to the first team, he has liked Lin Chen the most and has also provided a lot of help to Lin Chen in the first team.

After coming on the court this time, he was the first to encourage Lin Chen. Firmino always had a feeling in his heart that this young man would definitely contribute to the team.

And at this moment, his premonition came true!

Mane pinched Lin Chen's face, as if he wanted to confirm whether this guy was a real person.

At this moment, Lin Chen suddenly realized that the score had just been tied.

For Liverpool, they must strive to get 3 points against an opponent like Watford, so Lin Chen began to call on his teammates to go to their own half.

At this moment, the system prompt sounded in my mind.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully completing the league debut mission, and you will be rewarded with 150 points!"

Lin Chen was overjoyed, as he was just one step away from getting 150 points.

Half of the process of extracting the next skill was completed in an instant. One game could earn 10 points, which meant that as long as he won 10 games in a row, he could extract the next skill after 10 games.

Thinking of this, Lin Chen nodded happily.

At this moment, in his mind, winning ten consecutive Premier League games seemed as easy as eating and drinking, but now Liverpool has just drawn with Watford.

People are always like this.

When I am fantasizing, I always feel that I can climb more mountains than anyone else. But when I really reach the foot of the mountain, I realize the gap between my ideal and reality.

After the game resumed, Liverpool scored the equalizer and continued to press forward. Watford still maintained a solid zone defense and maintained the rhythm.

After equalizing the score, Liverpool's morale was boosted and they ran more flexibly on the field.

Chalobah and Doucoure wanted to use their physical advantage to suppress Liverpool's midfield and limit Liverpool's attack, just like in the first half.

But they soon discovered that there was a ghost floating in the air, swaying with the wind, and always appearing in the right place at the most critical moment.

The 61th minute of the game!

“Liverpool press with the ball and Emre Can wants to push forward.”

"It was cut off by Dukure. Is there any chance?"

"Get up with the ball, Lin Chen grabs it again!"

"Nice body collision! Pushing Doucoure away and stealing the ball!"

"There's Chalobah behind him, he's holding the defense with his back and passing it to the right!"

"One against two!"

"Lin Chen is like a giant Buddha standing in the midfield!"

"Fuck, it's so hard!"

Coach Zhan himself didn't realize that this was the first time he had sworn twice in a row in all the time he had been commentating on the game.

This was because Lin Chen, who came on as a substitute, performed far beyond everyone's expectations.

All the fans subconsciously thought that the 17-year-old young man would be squeezed into a pie when facing the strong Chalobah and Doucoure.

However, Lin Chen was like a giant Buddha fighting in the midfield, guarding the ball tightly.

The fierce physical confrontation instantly helped Liverpool's midfield to reverse the situation and firmly control the rhythm of the game.

"He who controls the midfield controls the world!"

"From this moment on, I think the balance of victory has tilted towards Liverpool!"

"If Watford wants to hold on to the draw, they must give their all and give 150%!"

Watford is doing this. The forwards also began to retreat, setting up a solid defense to try to hold on to a point.

As the forwards retreated, Liverpool had more space to control the ball in the backcourt.

With no one pressing, Lovren even dribbled the ball all the way to the midfield line to assist in the organization.

The 74th minute of the game!

"It's Liverpool's attack again, comeback!"

"Long pass to the right, there's Salah!"

"Cut inside and pass one."

"I wanted to go through it again, but it's over again!"

"Keep going to the middle!"

"A round shot! Lack of luck!"

"Salah's shot hit the post and went out of bounds, almost reversing the score!"

As Salah's shot missed the target, the balance of victory tilted towards Liverpool, but the goddess of luck seemed to have moved into Watford's home with her luggage.

The 79th minute of the game.

"Doucoure tried to break through with the ball but was intercepted by Henderson."

"Henderson started to press forward with the ball."

"There's an opportunity on the left side, give it to Lin Chen, want to take a long shot?"

"On the left, Mane volleyed from a small angle!"

"I was hugged by the goalkeeper again. I hit the ball too straight and failed to take advantage of this chance."

Studio.

"Liverpool, score quickly, there's no time left, seize one chance, just one!"

"What is Liverpool doing? Don't they know they may be punished for wasting chances too often? This is a football match, not a game!"

"It's over. Why do I have a bad feeling? Will Liverpool be tied by Watford?"

In the Huaxia live broadcast room, Coach Zhan's voice sounded a little sad.

"Watford's defense was really effective and completely restricted Liverpool's offensive space. They needed to score as soon as possible as there was not much time left in the game."

But the more anxious they were, the more opportunities they missed. Until the 85th minute of the game, Liverpool still failed to find a good chance to score.

At this time, Lin Chen, who was lying in ambush in the midfield, suddenly started moving and began to advance to the front.

This was not the tactic Klopp arranged for him, but Lin Chen found Watford's gap!

The 87th minute of the game!

"Liverpool continue to press forward and they are running out of time."

"Interlaced movement, beautiful!"

"Assign it to the middle lane and hand it over to Lin Chen."

"Turning and dribbling the ball, any chance?"

Henderson and Emre Can crossed their positions to attract defense in the middle. At this time, Lin Chen cunningly reached out for the ball in the middle.

When he received the ball and turned around, only Cleverley was left in front of him.

He started with the ball without hesitation, lowered his shoulders to the left, and then used his body to hold Cleverley.

It actually passed by Cleverley's left side!

At this time, he came to the top of the penalty area, with four defenders in front of him.

Lin Chen knew that if he continued to dribble the ball forward, his space would only be restricted.

The best option at this moment is to fight directly!

Gerrard's heavy artillery skill instantly shone with golden light!

Lin Chen half-knelt and exerted force, then threw his left leg straight at the ball like a sweeping kick, hitting it hard!

"boom!!!"

Zhan Jun subconsciously stared at the shot and watched it fly into the upper right corner of the goal!

then……

"Ouch!!!"

"Lin Chen is coming in again!!"

"Oh my god! Is this a humanoid tank?!"

“Scored twice in his debut!!!”

"Lin Chen! From now on!"

"Don't worry about the road ahead without friends!"

“Who in the world doesn’t know you?”