football king

Just before the halftime break, the opponent's defender caused confusion in formation because of defending Zheng Zhi, and Mordred hurriedly raised his arms and shouted, "Pass it to me!"

About to break through to the small penalty area, Zheng Zhi turned his head and glanced at Mordred, then looked at the goal in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and then chose to break through with the ball, but the opponent had already defended him more, just as he planned to go inside. When cut, the ball was intercepted by the opponent Adnan.

"Younis!" Adnan shouted, kicking the ball directly over their heads to the frontcourt.

As a forward, Younis has precise ball-stopping skills. He leaps high like a dolphin to stop the ball, and then runs to the backcourt of the Chinese team without stopping.

Mordred took a breath and ran back quickly. Younis' sense of smell in front of the door was one of the best in Iraq!When he made materials, he was marked red!The defender must be strong!

But the defender was still in chaos. In a panic, Sun Xiang shoveled and chose to put Younis on the ground. He didn't go for the ball at all, he just went for people.

The moment the spikes touched Younis, Mordred even heard the bone crack, and for a moment his mind went blank.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Younis rolled over with his ankle in his arms, his facial features wrinkled together and looked terribly frightening.

The Iraqi players were immediately divided into three groups, surrounded by referees, surrounded by Sun Xiang, and those who checked Younis' injuries. The court was in chaos for a while.

But the referee didn't say anything, just showed Sun Xiang a red card and didn't mention a penalty.

The Chinese team was dissatisfied with the penalty. Li Weifeng took the lead to protest to the referee, and Camacho next to him also loudly protested to the line referee. Now that the score is tight, the price of sending one off with a red card is too high for them to accept.

Mordred couldn't control his hands and feet, and walked up to Younis, "Are you okay?" In the chaotic environment, no one could hear his inaudible concern.

He just stood outside the chaotic crowd, no matter whether it was the Chinese team or the Iraqi team, he seemed to have forgotten him, and he could only watch and do nothing.

Mourinho, who was far away in Madrid, paused when he knocked on the table, stared at the obviously lost child in the camera, and couldn't help cursing a curse in his heart, just when he was about to give Mordred a halftime break After some psychological counseling, he found that the disappointment in Mordred's eyes disappeared, replaced by a kind of confidence and stability, just like the young man with inner pride when they first met.

Although he was still a bystander, his mood was completely different.

He Wei didn't see what was wrong with Mordred's flash, and tried his best to explain from an objective point of view, "During the steal, Sun Xiang and Younis collided, and the referee gave a red card. We The captain Li Weifeng is negotiating with the referee, and the referee is obviously very dissatisfied now, because not only the Chinese team is negotiating with the referee, but the Iraqi team is also negotiating, and both sides hope to change the penalty to their own benefit."

"But there is one thing to say. In fact, Sun Xiang cannot be blamed for the goal just now. After all, there are the goal and the goalkeeper behind him. If the goal just now was scored by Younis, it would really hurt morale."

Even if it is objective, the mind is biased and remains unchanged forever.

And the Iraqi commentator didn’t need to give them any face, "This is a crime, the defender should be sent off, and we should be given a penalty! This referee is not fair at all! It is almost a must-goal, and the penalty must be given. .”

It's a pity that his righteous indignation will only make the fans more angry, and nothing else will change. Younis was carried off on a stretcher. No matter how you look at it, it is absolutely impossible to participate in the next game.

The referee who was intercepted gave the Iraqi and Chinese team captains a yellow card, telling them that the penalty just now would not be changed, and if they continued to entangle, they would be sent off with a red card, and then the half-time whistle was blown.

Sun Xiang walked down with them, drooping his head, unable to tell if he was happy or not.

In the player tunnel, the Iraqi midfielder pushed Sun Xiang with his hand, and Sun Xiang almost didn't fall.

Mordred slapped that hand, supported Sun Xiang with one hand, and looked at the midfielder gloomily, "Are you trying to murder? Things on the court are settled on the court, what's wrong with playing tricks behind your back?" ability!"

English said a lot about the midfielder, which made the Iraqi players who were already at a disadvantage instantly explode, "You really have the face to speak out here! You are playing dirty tricks yourself, so we are not allowed to play dirty tricks? Hehe, Dirty ratio."

Sun Xiang, who was originally protected by Mordred, grabbed Mordred's arm and dragged him behind, "Dirty? You guys are not much cleaner than me. In the first half, Mordred was beaten by you. You know better than me how many times the defender has taken care of him, and if he hadn’t been in good health, he probably wouldn’t have been much better than Younis!”

"you!……"

"Okay, are you guys planning to bicker here during the halftime break? Hurry up and take a break." In the end, it was Li Weifeng who interrupted the accusation battle.

The referees standing aside looked away, they didn't hear anything, and people with hard ears live longer.

Iraqi Adnan also stood up, the midfielder gave Mordred and Sun Xiang a vicious look, turned his head and left.

Back in the locker room, Camacho hadn't taught them yet, so Li Weifeng educated them first.

"Don't forget that we are in an away game, restrain yourself a bit, you have gone too far, and it is difficult for the country, but don't be bullied." Li Weifeng glanced at Modley vaguely when he said the last sentence Germany.

Mordred smiled mischievously, expressing his innocence.

Then came Camacho's occasion, "We will play 10 against 11 in the second half, Zheng Zhi will organize the attack in a while, Zhao Xuri will play the midfielder, Mordred has unlimited firepower, and you can feed him as much as possible. Feed the cakes that cannot be fed to create opportunities, and we will attack with all our strength in the second half."

Zheng Zhi, who was transferred from the frontcourt to the midfielder, froze. The red card in the first half was his problem in the final analysis. If he had chosen to pass back instead of fighting alone, Iraq would not have found an opportunity to attack so quickly, and Sun Xiang would Will not get a card for hastily defending.

The coach's arrangement at this time was like pulling him out of the ice cellar and putting him in the cold pool.

Mordred, who saw Zheng Zhi's facial expression clearly, couldn't help but want to look up to the sky and sigh, the coach hurt me!Even if you want to teach him a lesson, can you not make it so obvious, as a junior, he is very embarrassing!

And Camacho didn't even look at the two of them, turned to Li Weifeng and said, "Li Weifeng, how long can you play with your body?"

Li Weifeng lowered his head and thought for a while, "It's okay to play the whole game like the first half. If we attack with all our strength, it may take about 20 minutes."

"Then you kick it first, and tell me when your physical strength is exhausted,"

"The next lineup is 432. The midfielder must give enough resources to the frontcourt. There will be no big problem if the backcourt is stable. Once Younis is injured, the opponent will not have a reliable frontcourt. Sometimes you have to believe it. Goalkeeper."

Then there is the usual cheering. Mordred scanned for a week and found that the cheering was useless at all, and it was far worse than Mourinho.

Now in the locker room, the atmosphere is terribly weird.

In the end, Sun Xiang, who was fouled by a red card, broke the unusual tranquility, "Sorry, I was a little impulsive and let you play 10 against 11."

Seeing that someone finally spoke, Mordred's hanging heart was relieved, "It's okay, it's not like we haven't fought 10 against 11 before, so feel at ease." He patted Sun Xiang's shoulder as he spoke, and played the four characters of hippie smile to the fullest. Ji Ji, "They lost the striker and we lost you. This deal is a bit of a loss, but it's not too bad, right?"

I can't blame him for enlivening the atmosphere in this way. It's really embarrassing for him to say that he is a minor, and if there is some moth in the locker room, it's over, and the game is over. Pack up and go back to Madrid.

Zheng Zhi looked at Mordred, who was smiling without any haze, and let go of the stone that had been pressing in his heart. It seemed that he didn't blame him.

Just when he bowed his head and rejoiced, he suddenly heard Mandarin with a Beijing film, "Brother Zheng."

Zheng Zhi looked up and met Mordred's big face. He didn't know when he ran in front of him. He was so scared that he almost didn't carry it. Mordred quickly reached out to support him. "Hey, don't get excited, do you think I'm too beautiful? I'm dazed for a while, huh?"

Then he pushed Zheng Zhi with his shoulder angrily, which made Zheng Zhi get goosebumps, and quickly patted his jersey a few times, "Fuck, don't come here if you have something to say, you want to scare me to death. "

"Tsk, you really don't have the spirit of entertainment." Mordred looked at Zheng Zhi resentfully, and then gave him a small handkerchief to perfect the COS madam.

Others might act with him, but Zheng Zhi didn't have the patience to roll his eyes and said, "Do you want to talk? The second half will start soon."

"Talk about it! Brother, when I return to China, I want to ride your motorcycle, which is the latest model, the one with more than 90 yuan." Mordred is not interested in this kind of high-risk sports, but he urgently needs to get back together with Zheng Zhi , The problem of the locker room must not be ignored.

Zheng Zhi looked Mordred up and down strangely, "You...can you ride it? That ghost thing is not light."

"No problem~" Mordred and Zheng Zhi crossed their shoulders, wearing that jersey like a bum... well, a good-looking bum.

After going back and forth, Zheng Zhi's little discomfort disappeared completely, and soon the second half began.

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Lin Yue, who is far away in the United States, took her mobile phone and checked Weibo in her spare time to see how her son's match against Iraq was going. Although she thought that as long as Mordred was around, the game would definitely win, she was a silly mother mentality. But still can't help being nervous.

Then I found out that Mordred was on the hot search, #中国或外国，受不入的莫德雷德#, the first one I clicked on was a big picture.

Mordred is standing closest to the camera, and in the distance are referees surrounded by groups. From the picture, it can be seen that the Chinese and Iraqi teams are in chaos, but Mordred has nothing to do with himself. With a look of bewilderment on his face.

The following comment is also unsightly, "Sure enough, it was not cultivated in my own country, but it was not well-raised."

"Even if he's pretending, he'll go up and have a look. What was he doing the first time? Does he care about his opponent? Isn't that what Iraqi teammates should do? I really don't understand."

But the direction of the wind is not one-sided, "Caring about the opponent is sportsmanship, isn't it going to be sprayed for caring about the opponent these days? Keyboard man can really spray everything he sees."

"Don't forget that Lin Hao is only an 18-year-old boy. Most of the people who were violated in Real Madrid were his own teammates. It's not wrong to be confused when encountering such a thing for the first time!"

"He has only played two games for the national team, and you are going to force him away? Heizi really has nothing to do with it, and this kind of thing is worth complaining about. You are all Iraqis! You are still a Korean stick, so anxious Force the future star away?"

"When I came to the Chinese team, I said that he would become China's Golden Wolf guard. We patiently gave the young people a chance. We didn't mean that after watching this year's World Cup, he would die next year."

Lin Yue roughly flipped through the pages, and breathed a sigh of relief. There were still a small number of people who condemned Mordred for not having a sense of belonging, and most of them stood by him and spoke for him.

But it is not so kind to the rest of the Chinese team.

"Why didn't Zheng Zhi pass the ball at that time, there must be too much leucorrhea!"

"This time Zheng Zhi and Sun Xiang scored five or five points for the red card. Mordred didn't give the ball to him. He really thought he was a superstar? He just jerked off every day, and he couldn't score an empty goal with his stinky foot on the crossbar!"

"Why should Mordred give him the ball if he wants it? He's the king of heaven, my son. In that case, Zheng Zhi obviously has the advantage!"

"It doesn't matter if you have an advantage, why don't you get cut off? Give Mordred at least a little more confidence in scoring goals, and he won't be hit by a fast break."

"Stop bragging every day, bragging so well, did you score in this game? The only goal was an own goal contributed by the opponent! It's not shameful to be ashamed."

Those who scolded Zheng Zhi, those who scolded Sun Xiang, and those who scolded Li Weifeng.

Some people's purpose of watching the game is not the ball at all, but the refreshing mouth.

Seeing this situation, Lin Yue quickly turned on the live broadcast, only to find that the score was still one to one, so she put her heart into her stomach.

The camera cut to Mordred who was dribbling the ball. Lin Yue showed a smile. Before the smile bloomed, she heard a voice behind her, "Miss Lin, I'm going to beat you soon."

Quickly let the expression on his face become calm, and after turning off the live broadcast, he tidied up his clothes, "Okay, I'll go right away."

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Since Younis left the field, the Chinese team has obviously restrained a lot, and their actions are no longer open and closed, but the Iraqi team has become more angry, and their actions have become more and more fiery.

Mordred looked at the iron barrel array around him, gritted his teeth and stood still.

As a half Mordred fan, He Wei became worried when he saw the distance, "Mordred's kicking position is a bit far away, the probability of scoring this goal is too small..."

"The ball... The goal is scored! The Mordred we are familiar with is back! World wave! This is a world wave! This is the first world wave scored by the Chinese team in this World Cup!" roared with the commentator , the away fans in the stands raised their arms and shouted in the same gesture.

"Ahhh! Lin Hao! I love you!"

"Mordred is awesome, stand up!"

"Fuck the other side!"

The refreshing effect of this ball was immediate. He was called by various names in the stands, but the emotion was the same.

Mordred was not as arrogant as usual this time. He picked up the football and bowed lightly to the Iraqi stands. The depth and depth were just right. The voices of the Iraqi fans who were originally filled with righteous indignation gradually became quieter, and they even went to the stadium. Fewer people throw things away.

They didn't have much enmity, after all, they won't shake the opponent's number one throne, but it would be too hypocritical to talk about kicking well after that kick.

The Iraqi commentator did not dance like usual, and said strangely and calmly: "This Chinese has a soul of gold, he is really good, I hope that after the game, the Chinese team can give Younis an apology."

Football is like fighting a war. It goes all out, then declines, and exhausts itself.

Mordred's move put all the anger out of the opponent, and the powerlessness of punching the cotton made the Iraqi coach understand that the Chinese team will win this game.

And Camacho directly placed the bus, even Mordred was placed in the penalty area, and Li Weifeng, who was physically strong, was replaced by the way. There were two substitutions, and it was a waste of time. The angry Jordanian people wanted to throw them off the field. .

The Iraqi players looked at them helplessly. Since Mordred bowed, their movements have also restrained a lot. Facing the opponent's bus, the Iraqi coach decisively chose not to attack. Anyway, he appeared as No.1 steadily and steadily. Why bother with the Chinese team? Earn a bloody head.

There are still games to come, and their injuries are the least ideal ending. As for Jordan?Let him die.

So in the second half, the fans at the scene could see the two sides going crazy, just not attacking, which made the Chinese fans tangled up to death. They wanted to see a hearty game, but also wanted to see the Chinese team win steadily.

It's really hard work for them.

As for Mordred?

When the coach decided to place the bus, he decisively put him in the corner. No one has forgotten the own goal he scored in Real Madrid. Now people in the industry say that he is a natural frontcourt spirit and a backcourt bomb raised by his stepmother.

In fact, his defense... is really okay... right.

But there is no need to participate in the defense. Mordred stood beside the goalpost in a daze, with a mentally handicapped expression. Netizens took screenshots of him and made him into an emoji.

Sluggish.jpg, I think you look down on my fat tiger.jpg, and so on a series of even put him on the evil panda expression... It makes people lean forward and backward.

I never thought that a good-looking person would be able to make an emoticon pack.

The 'retarded' Mordred knew nothing about it.

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Mourinho, who had been watching, stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and his whole body was written all over without seeing.

Don't say he was taught by me in the future!I can't afford to lose this person!

Behind him is the Real Madrid superstar cluster who is leaning forward and backward with laughter, almost dying.

"Hahahahahaha, I'm going to take a picture of this expression and post it on Twitter! Hahahaha."

"This director is too bad. He actually gave a long shot. I have to say that he did a great job! Hahaha." Even the gentle Kaka couldn't help but lay down on the table and laughed.

Invisibly added a black history, so that Mordred saw it for himself later, and wanted to beat himself out at that time.

Regarding this, Mordred looked at the camera in a daze, not understanding why the camera was facing him for so long, he adjusted his expression and blinked at the camera.

It's obviously a handsome scene, but under the buff of "retarded child" in front of it, everyone just wanted to laugh, and there was a bullet screen floating in the live broadcast, "Handsome is just in the line"

'Are you sure you are handsome and not handsome? 2333''In this boring game, only this handsome and silly guy can bring me the only solace hhhh. '

The first half of this game was full of enthusiasm, and the second half was boring to death, but the heat did not drop but increased, and it directly overwhelmed the previous headline and became a new headline.

Mordred, who was on the court, had no idea that he had already been searched twice, and walked slowly on the court.

Known by fans as the first player who doesn't hate walking on the court, Mordred's head tag was changed several times in a game.

When the game is over, the score is undoubtedly 2:1.The Chinese team successfully squeezed Jordan down and became the second and last country in Group A to qualify.

Jordan: I have a saying that mmp not only wants to put it on your face, but also put it on your face! ! !

After the victory, Mordred and his teammates held hands and stood in front of the away stands in a posture of a human wall. At the same time, he bowed and shouted to the fans: "We have successfully entered the group stage, please continue to support us, we will Do your best!"

Some old fans covered their mouths, with tears in their eyes, and shouted with all their strength: "We will! Even if you can't play in the World Cup in your life, we will support you."

Hearing this, Mordred's expression was a little embarrassing, "Farewell, the World Cup is still going to be played."

The author has something to say:

More than 5000 words are the compensation for the broken update in the past few days. I hope you have a good time watching it. There may be a lot of typos. I will modify it tomorrow, and everyone should rest early. I love you all