Since I am Dasha Chun

Chapter 33 The Hope of the National Football Team

Su San recalled the plot and found that it was indeed feasible. In the original book, Wang Duoyu dribbled the ball and let Wang Duoyu shoot.

Now the situation has changed, Wang Duoyu is still guarding the goal, dribbling and shooting by himself.In this way, there is still a thin line of defense. In terms of offense, shooting by yourself is better than Wang Duoyu, right?

It's done!

"En!" Su San nodded in agreement.

"Done!" Wang Duoyu nodded in agreement.

Everyone seemed to have hope in their hearts.

"When the game entered the second half, the Daxiang team adopted the No. 3 as the core, uh??? Chrysanthemum formation." The host was a little surprised.

"I have been a football commentator for so many years, and it is the first time I have seen such an offensive method. The backcourt is completely empty. Isn't this weird?"

Gao Ran, who was sent off, looked dazed. He had played countless games, but he had never seen such a tactic.

Coach Wei Xiang's complexion was brightened, and his previously depressed spirit recovered. He watched Su San slowly dribble the ball in the distance, and recalled the scene where the players surrounded him hand in hand, which seemed familiar.

"This scene vividly illustrates that once you have money, you can do whatever you want!"

The Hengtai team couldn't enter the circle, and some players yelled at the referee anxiously, isn't this a foul?this is not?

They seemed to recall the fear of being shot into the backcourt by Su San in the first half.

Already approaching the goal, the crowd in the siege suddenly dispersed. The Daxiang players used their huge bodies to resist the Hentai players who were about to attack.

Su San, it's now!
Ahhh!clatter!
Su San charged up, sprinted and shot.

Acceleration, centripetal force, air resistance, wind speed, Su San give the football an initial angle and original force.

Football across a beautiful curve!

The opposite goalkeeper had already opened his hands, and he also looked nervous.

However, pay attention to the enemy strategically and despise the enemy tactically!

He still pretended to be relaxed.

"Humph!"

He had already judged the direction where the football was about to hit, and his thigh muscles drove his waist to pounce on the football.

"It's done!"

"Hahahaha! I predicted your prediction!" Su San applauded in her heart.

When the football was approaching the goal, it turned a corner in an incredible arc, and got into the ball frame from the creaking hole of the opposite goalkeeper!
"Damn, what did I see?" The football commentator stood up and shouted.

"The ball has gone in! The ball has gone in! The ball has gone in!"

The score is 8:1!

"I'm thinking, if the national football team relies on this tactic, will they qualify for the World Cup?!" The host fell into deep thought.

The foreigner coach on the opposite side also stood up with an incredible expression on his face!

Su San watched the football go into the net, charged forward, then knelt on the lawn, drawing a trace.

The goal is so fucking cool!

It turned out that before Su San shot, the moment the football was shot, as long as his toes shook extremely quickly, this shaking gave the football a horizontal acceleration, thus forming an arc, this is the ball fighting technique!

Although the goalkeeper of the Hengtai team has world-class strength, it was solved by Su San with a preconceived prediction.

There is no way, after all, horses make mistakes, people make mistakes, some small mistakes are understandable.

"yeah!!!"

All Xia Zhu and Daxiang players stood up and cheered.

"Fuck! How did the ball go in? What are the Hengtai teams doing?" Liu Jiannan complained.

Shame, shame!

The goalkeeper felt waves of humiliation.

He took the football and his face was green.

Then the Hengtai team served from the center circle.

Su Sanyi and the crowd here were only focused on cheering, while the Hengtai team had already brought the football into the frontcourt and started shooting.

It's a pity that Wang Duoyu still played his due level and scored the goal.

9: 1!

In fact, in Gao Ran's mind, the game had already been lost, and the No. 3 scored a goal. The Hengtai team had already been nailed to the pillar of shame in history!

"Kick them a double digit!" He could only shout, venting his depression.

Damn, the game is not over!

Su San came to his senses and hit another one, it's over!

The players here have already relaxed because they scored a goal. They seem not to care about the double-digit goal that is about to be scored. Even Wang Duoyu is not very sad when he fails to defend the goal this time. He is still immersed in the memory of Su San just now. In the joy of scoring.

"Defense, defend!"

Su San ran back to the backcourt himself, and used his body to resist another shot from the opposite side!

"Hey, Su San, why are you working so hard? We've already scored one goal, completely exceeding our goal!" Zhuang Qiang didn't understand.

"You can't be kicked by double digits! This is our bottom line!" Su San San shouted.

"Haha, what is the bottom line? The bottom line is for breaking through!" Zhuang Qiang mocked.

The black boy stopped the ball and shot immediately. Su San came to Wang Duoyu's position, jumped up, and used his face to catch the football that might be missed.

"Oh my god, it really hurts!"

Su San felt her face was numb, and the left side of her face didn't seem to belong to her.

The football bounced to the foot of another striker of the Hengtai team.

"Come back and defend!" Wang Duoyu shouted at everyone after seeing Su San's hard work and being infected.

"Snapped!"

A blond foreign player from the Hengtai team lifted his foot and shot, and the football got into Su San's body as if it had eyes!
Su San was almost out of breath.

"Su San, is it okay?!" Zhuang Qiang became concerned when he saw Su San bear the blow.

"I can hold it!" Su San puffed out her chest!

The atmosphere became uncomfortable, and the Daxiang team saw the anger in the Hengtai team's eyes, and made up their minds to hold the last bottom line.

That is, they cannot be allowed to score another goal, and they must not be allowed to score double digits.

To face the top football team in China with a third-level team, and even break their goal, this is enough for the Daxiang team to brag about for a lifetime!

We have to tear off the fig leaf of those players galloping on the national football field!

"what!"

He vigorously looked at the flying football, greeted it with his face, and was hit hard.

"Uh!"

The No. 9 of the Daxiang team used his body to resist the oncoming football in order to prevent the football from entering the dead corner.

"Brothers, hold on!" Su San San shouted.

"Hold on!" Wang Duoyu and all the team members also shouted together!
"Oh!"

Another Daxiang team member fell in response.

Su San seems to have traveled through time into Shaolin football. Now he is not playing football, but fighting.

Mayday Mayday!

Help, Help!

SOS!

"Snapped!"

Wang Duoyu was also hit in the face by a football.

"Don't let the water go! Double digits!" Gao Ran shouted from the audience.

So much so that the off-field staff came to expel him to prevent him from interfering with the game.

Eleven players set up a personal wall in front of the goal, using their bodies to resist the Hengtai team's artillery fire.

After withstood N shots, everyone was already scarred.

"Although the victory has been sealed, but the Hengtai team conceded a goal, it seems that they have no words to face Jiangdong's elders.

They didn't stop this time, probably to avenge No. 3's shot.

Although it would be a historical feat if the score reached double digits, this does not wash away the shame of being shot by a player in the third division. "The football commentary speaks very fast.

"The Daxiang team was not complacent after scoring a goal. The whole team showed a superhuman will. They stuck to the double-digit score. I don't know what this means to them. They have done enough. Perfect, too tragic!"

"Every player of the Daxiang team on the field is using every inch of their skin and every hair to guard their penalty area. This is no longer a ball game, they are fighters! The Daxiang team was injured again. Players, the situation they face next is that there is no one to replace!"

"Now there are only 3 minutes until the end of the second half, and the game is coming to an end. In this final time, whether the Daxiang team can hold this score, let us wait and see!"

"Daxiang, come on!"

The audience on the field were all infected by the spirit of Su San and the others, and silently welcomed their support.

"Daxiang, come on!"

One two, three, four, until bursts of support sounded on the field!

That was almost all the audience in the audience. They were not only fans of Evergrande, but fans of football as well. They were cheering for this unyielding Olympic spirit!
"Daxiang, come on!" Even the host yelled.

"Zhuang Qiang, don't hold on, your face is already like a pig's face!" Wang Duoyu said to Zhuang Qiang behind him.

"Su San, you are really great! My good brother!" Wang Duoyu said to Su San next door to Zhuang Qiang.

"Duoyu, I charged him 500 yuan for the [-]-[-] match. I know you hate match-fixing the most, so I never dared to tell you!"

???

Wang Duoyu looked dumbfounded, you are a scumbag!
"Watch the ball!" Su San reminded when he saw the shot from the other side!
Wang Duoyu turned sideways and missed, and the football went straight to Zhuang Qiang's egg.

I rely on!

If this hits me, I will have no children or grandchildren?Zhuang Qiang looked at the oncoming football, at a loss.

Forget it, resist it, then you won't owe Wang Duoyu any more!

Zhuang Qiang closed his eyes and waited for the trial!

"and me!"

Su San stretched out his left foot, exerted strength on his ankle, and pulled a thousand catties four or two times, Wing Chun kick!
The great power of football was easily resolved by him.

Let you see what it means to pass five levels and kill six generals!

After Su San stopped the ball, he immediately turned into a yellow dragon, dribbled the ball and rushed into the crowd of Hengtai team.

Look at my Lingbo microsteps!

Su San kicked the ball from his left foot to his right foot, and his body has been changed back and forth to a great extent. The speed is like an arrow off the string, passing through the unprepared Hengtai team in an instant.

what did i just see
The black boy blinked his eyes, and when he turned around, he saw Su San running towards his backcourt with the ball!

"Hurry up and get back on defense!"

The Hengtai team did not expect that the Daxiang team could make an effective counterattack at this point.

Wang Duoyu sat slumped on the ground, and those injured players didn't have the energy to support Su San.

But it doesn't matter, Su San is now riding the dust and entering the Hengtai team's restricted area with his life.

"Again! This time I will definitely defend you!" The goalkeeper of the Hengtai team kept a close eye on the football at Su San's feet.

Time was about to run out, and the last attack was actually reserved for No. 3 of the Daxiang team.

Look at my divine power, I am invincible!
Su San raised his foot and shot, and the football rushed into the Hengtai team's goal like a cannonball!

"what!!!!"

"It's incredible that the Daxiang team can launch an effective counterattack at the last moment.

No. 3, his name is Su San, and it has been found out that he has been in the third-level team Daxiang. He has the strength not to be inferior to the main striker of the national football team, but he still faces the situation that he can only play in the third-level team.

I can't help but ask, it is said that there are always Chollima, and Bole doesn't always have it. Why did he have such strength, but he didn't play it before, until the Hengtai team, which has reached the ceiling of the national football team. "

"Although the last attack failed to hit the goal, his tricky angle, strong power, excellent technique, and wind-like speed are enough to show his basic qualities as a forward.

I think the Hengtai team and even other teams can give this young player a chance to try out, and let our team go to the youth training team or the third-tier team, or even the wild field to find those Maxima.

Give yourself and others a chance, isn't this a hope for the national football team to break out of Asia and go to the World Cup? "

"Shut up!"

A whistle sounded and the game was over.

The score was 9:1.

After all, the Hengtai team failed to achieve a double-digit score, and even conceded a goal.

They were not in the mood to receive the trophy, but everyone lifted Su San up and celebrated enthusiastically.

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