Chapter 79 One to One Draw! Chen Ting shot from a distance!!

Van den Bowman’s gaze met Chen Ting, his eyes full of worry.

Both knew that the priority now was to find a way to score a goal and equalize the score.

Van den Bowman explained a few words to his teammates next to him, and his position moved forward to near the center circle.

On the sidelines, Lille’s head coach Garcia noticed this detail and shouted to his players: “Press! Press! Have you forgotten my words? Don’t give them a chance to pass the ball! ”

But what he didn’t expect was.

The Lille player, who had just scored a goal, felt a little fluttering in his heart, subconsciously feeling that Montpellier had no strength, and the coach’s worries were also worried.

So only a few players moved, and the others still stood in their familiar positions and did not carry out high-intensity pressing.

This gave Vanden Bowman a chance.

“Boom!”

The football was passed at the feet of several Montpellier midfielders, who gradually pushed the ball into the opposing half under the lax pressing of Lille players.

“Boom.” The Montpellier player with the ball found the space, kicked a 45-degree diagonal kick and passed the ball to Van den Baumann, who had already inserted it into Lille’s half.

Nolan of the Lille team sensed the danger, drank low, and returned to Van den Baumen, causing him great pressure.

At this point, against the Lille players, Van den Baumann’s best way to deal with it is to turn around and pass back and control the ball in Montpellier’s side.

But when he looked up at Chen Ting, he found that Chen Ting nodded slightly, and then slowly moved towards the middle road.

Van den Bowmann, who received the hint, only hesitated for a fraction of a second, then swung the ball forward and then raised his foot to shoot.

“Boom!”

The football crossed Nolan’s head and began to fall.

The speed was not fast, the strength was just right, and when it fell, Chen Ting just arrived here.

“Fak!” Garcia from the sidelines roared.

“Don’t you all want to kick anymore?”

“Why don’t you do what I say!”

“If you guys had pressed earlier, they wouldn’t have had this chance!”

The rant didn’t solve anything, and Garcia could only widen his eyes and secretly pray that the ball would not go in.

Montpellier fans rose from the stands and shouted loudly to cheer for Chen Ting.

“Chen Ting! Come on! ”

“You must enter! Give them some color and see! ”

Alfred also clenched his fists and stared nervously at the movements of Emperor Chen Ting.

Chen Ting’s head was slightly thrown back, his chest stopped the ball, and then he turned and volleyed.

“Boom!”

The moment the football touches the sneakers, it produces a strong rotation, like an unloaded cannonball, rushing towards the goal of the Lille team.

Lille’s goalkeeper Ellana stared wide-eyed at the football in the air.

There was a strong uneasiness in his heart.

Then, Elana flew to the right, fully stretched between his right fingers.

But still didn’t touch the football.

The ball grazed the right post and bounced into the goal.

“Toot!” The referee blows the whistle and the goal is effective.

Montpellier equalised 1-1.

Goalkeeper Elana froze in place, and his heart turned up in shock.

A long-range shot close to thirty-five meters, or a volley shot, how strong a strength this should be!

Even in the face of Ibrahimovic in Greater Paris, Edinson Cavani does not have such a strong sense of oppression.

At that moment just now, a voice in Ellana’s heart seemed to tell him that this ball would never be guarded.

“Yayy

“Oooooooooooooooo

Montpellier fans in the stands cheered enthusiastically, and the huge momentum formed layers of sound that echoed in the Morois stadium.

Alfred and the assistant coaches hugged each other with big smiles on their faces.

“In! It’s in again! ”

“Chen Ting is so great! I’ve never seen a player like this! ”

Long Guo, in the studio of the sports channel, Huang Zixiang’s face that had been suppressed for a long time finally laughed.

“Chen Ting didn’t let us down! Thirty-five meters! Volley! ”

‘It was a brilliant goal that helped Montpellier equalise and put the game back in suspense.

Liu Dahong continued: “Judging from the situation on the scene, it is still the Lille team that has the advantage, but Montpellier has Chen Ting. ”

“It is enough to have Chen Ting, we believe that he will create miracles.”

As an experienced professional commentator, he should have maintained a neutral stance and did not favor any team.

But when he arrived at Chen Ting, everything changed.

Huang Zixiang and Liu Dahong were already clearly on Montpellier’s side, and all the commentary was completely inclined to them.

In this regard, the fans did not have any dissatisfaction, but were very supportive.

“Dragon Kingdom players, who do we not support?”

“He is the football calling card of our Dragon Kingdom! To support him is to support Dragon Kingdom Football!

At the Molua stadium, Memphifi in the stands laughed excitedly while holding a camera to shoot.

At this moment, she, like all Montpellier fans, was relieved.

She raised her head and looked at the stands in the other three directions.

More than 40,000 Lille fans quieted down, their eyes full of loss and anger.

They were surprised that Montpellier could equalize without losing the initiative completely.

More importantly, it was Chen Ting who scored the goal, the Dragon Country kid they insulted not long ago.

This made their faces hot and painful, and some fans turned to cursing the Lille players.

“I heard Coach Garcia’s words, let them press, why not listen to the coach’s tactical arrangement?”

“Perhaps, they underestimated Montpellier.”

“It’s just an idiot! Coach Garcia’s heart must be scolding. ”

In the dugout, Garcia licked his lips, his eyes flickering.

His shrewd gaze continued to move on the field with Chen Ting, who scored the goal, and his brain was also spinning rapidly.

He wanted to sign Chen Ting.

His keen intuition told him that as long as he had Chen Ting, he could immediately surpass Greater Paris and become the first club in Ligue 1.

This sudden thought made him so excited that he even forgot about the defeat on the pitch.

On the field, the players of the Lille team were still in shock.

Striker Nolan swallowed his saliva and looked at Chen Ting in disbelief.

He has self-awareness, he can’t shoot like that, and he can’t necessarily score a goal if he gives him ten chances.

Before the start of this game, he thought that he had paid enough attention to Chen Ting, and now he felt even more that Chen Ting’s words at the press conference were not lip service.

He really has a chance to win the Ligue 1 Golden Boot.

Thinking that he was competing with a player like Chen Ting for the Golden Boot award, Nolan felt a trace of despair in his heart.

Next to him, Luca’s wide open mouth did not close for a long time, and his eyes were full of jealousy.

“This shot, if only I had played, how good it would be.”



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