green waist king

Chapter 188 An Exciting Goal
After Mo Yang passed Ji Chengyong, instead of dribbling the ball forward, he suddenly kicked up and passed the ball diagonally to the left, looking for Wu Lei.

Although Wu Lei's shooting is hell-level, his running position is really immortal.

Almost the moment Mo Yang kicked his feet, he sensitively discovered Mo Yang's intentions.

Wu Lei, who was between Hong Zhenghao and Li Rong, succeeded in turning offside in an instant.

Mo Yang's pass was as high-quality as ever, and Quan Chuntai, who was stuck, was so uncomfortable that he didn't dare to abandon the goal and attack.

He could only watch Wu Lei calmly receive the ball, and then dribble the ball straight to kill him.

At the commentary stand, He Wei and Xu Yang had already stood up collectively.

In the LeTV live broadcast room, Zhan Jun and Zhang Lu couldn't help leaning forward and staring at the live broadcast in front of them, their eyes widened.

At this moment, everyone who pays attention to this game is praying, hoping that the goal will come.

"here we go again!"

"Seize the opportunity! Wu Lei!!!"

"Moyang's pass was very precise, which made Wu Lei catch it very comfortably!"

"Entered the restricted area!!!"

Facing the slowly moving Quan Chuntai in front of the goal of the South Korean team, Wu Lei hesitated at this moment. He thought of the one-shot just now.

What if I still can't shoot in?
At this moment, Wu Lei committed a big taboo as a striker, thinking too much!
In a daze, he kicked his foot and kicked the ball directly.

"Wu Lei hit the door!!"

"oops!!!!"

Seeing the ball hit Quan Chuntai's left shoulder and bounced towards the penalty area on the other side, Wu Lei felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his knees softened and fell on the lawn.

And the moment Wu Lei fell to the ground, a red figure entered the penalty area from the left rib.

"still have a chance!"

"It's Mo Yang! It's Mo Yang!!"

Turn around!

Seeing Mo Yang rushing towards the rolling ball, everyone's dead hearts suddenly regained their vitality and burst out with new hope.

On the court, Mo Yang, who entered the penalty area, immediately raised his right foot high in front of the ball.

When Zhang Xianxiu behind Mo Yang saw it, he immediately fell to the ground and blocked it with a shovel.

But in an instant he was dumbfounded!

After he fell to the ground, he saw Mo Yang's raised right foot quickly put down again. He didn't shoot at all, but the fake shot stopped.

Mo Yang, who raised the corner of his mouth, watched Zhang Xianxiu slide by, then calmly pushed the ball to the left with his right foot, and turned to face the goal.

Mo Yang's action fully demonstrated what is meant by 'I predicted your prediction! ', screaming excitedly from the fans.

Watching the Moyang competition on TV and the scene are completely different experiences. This kind of elegant and elegant movement, set off by the atmosphere of the scene, is really exciting and makes people feel blood spurting.

At this time, Quan Chuntai had already got up, and when he was flustered, he began to block the angle of the shot.

Facing Quan Chuntai, Mo Yang kicked the far corner of the goal without hesitation.

Watching the ball go in from the upper right corner of the goal, Mo Yang stood still, with a faint smile on his face, and slowly raised his right hand to point to the sky.

But within three seconds of Mo Yang pretending to beep, he was brought down by captain Zheng Zhi, and then a group of people piled up one after another, so much that he almost couldn't spit out his first mouthful of milk.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!"

A second later, a huge sound wave that had never been seen suddenly erupted at the scene.

The terrifying wave of cheers was like a storm in the desert, hula la swept away in all directions, shaking everything on the stadium trembling violently.

"The ball has been scored!"

"The ball went in... lah!!!"

At the live commentary booth, the four of Duan Xuan yelled repeatedly and hugged each other. Veins appeared on each of their necks and foreheads, as if they were crazy.

What a goal at this time point means is self-evident.

"Definitely!"

"Definitely!"

"Definitely!"

"Definitely!"

"..."

At this moment, every Chinese fan on the scene was cheering, venting their excitement.

Individual fans have burst into tears with joy, and the tears flowed out with joy.

In the coaching area, everyone rushed out and hugged each other to celebrate.

Lippi looked a little calm, but his trembling lips betrayed his inner restlessness.

At the same time, countless bars in the country suddenly erupted into bursts of high-pitched cheers at the moment the goal was born, attracting the attention of passers-by.

Sichuan, Moyang's hometown, Huanxi Town, in a large courtyard surrounded by a wall half as high as a person.

At this time, the Mobai family and countless relatives and friends in the town gathered together.

After seeing Mo Yang's goal on the TV in the yard, everyone opened their mouths and cheered.

The bare-breasted Bai Weidong laughed wildly, picked up a bottle of beer on the table and touched Mo Xiangdong, Gudu Gudu did it to the last drop, looking like a bandit leader.

The four elderly people who were closest to the big TV in the yard were all relieved at this moment, never expecting that their two grandsons would win glory for the country one day.

Only Mo Yang's younger sister, Mo Weiyang, was sitting in the corner playing with dolls.

After hearing the cheers from the crowd, he raised his head and looked around, his chubby little face was full of confusion.

"Hmph! It's not as good as haunted bears yet! The world of adults is so strange!"

……

"The game is over! We won the game! Mo Yang also scored his first goal for the national team!"

"This goal by Moyang not only allowed us to get a precious three-pointer, but also broke our 39-year history of not beating the South Korean team in an official international competition! This is a day worth remembering!"

"Moyang used this goal to tell everyone that we don't have any so-called Korean-phobia!"

In the LeTV live broadcast room, Zhan Jun's passionate commentary continued, and Zhang Luxi smiled when he heard it.

……

"How's it going?"

"Is Yang seriously injured?"

In the locker room, everyone gathered around Mo Yang, watching the team doctor examine Mo Yang's right thigh.

After the team doctor checked, he frowned and said, "Muscle strain, but it's not serious. Mo Yang can't play anymore, otherwise the muscle strain may be aggravated."

Hearing this conclusion, the hearts of everyone in the locker room sank.

Especially for Zheng Zhi and others, this conclusion is very heavy for them.

Although he and Mo Yang only played two games and practiced together a few times.

But every team member knew how powerful Mo Yang was.

The most obvious feeling is that they are no longer confused during the game!

Because Mo Yang would pass the ball again and again to show them the direction, which made them extremely at ease.

Now that Mo Yang exists, he is like a needle that stabilizes the sea on the field. With Mo Yang, they are not afraid of any opponent.

Lippi is also sullen, this is difficult, five days later they will go to Iran's Azadi Stadium to fight against Iran, who is No. [-] in Group A.

At this time, Klopp, who was far away in Liverpool, drove to Melwood's office immediately after watching the Chinese team's game.

After a while, Pete came over.

"Jurgen, what's the matter?" Pete was sweating profusely, and suddenly received a call from Klopp, who came running over.

"Immediately, immediately contact Li, the leader of the Chinese national team. I want to know about Yang's injury!" Klopp ordered.

"Watt?" Pete stared, his worst fear had happened.

"Damn! Damn FIFA virus!" Pete cursed and turned and trot away.

Klopp now only hopes that Mo Yang's injury will not be too serious, otherwise it will be troublesome.

Liverpool are now two points behind Chelsea, and if they lose another game, they will completely miss the Premier League title.

The reason why Klopp watched the Chinese team's game was not because he was interested in the game, but because he was afraid that Mo Yang would be injured.

After the game, just as he relaxed, he saw that Mo Yang was walking unnaturally. He immediately understood that this kid was injured again.

"Ugh!"

(End of this chapter)