Green Dragon

Chapter 43

"Chinese dragon...long pass?"

Yang Sen raised his voice and asked a question.

He does not discriminate against young Chinese players, but because during this period of time, Ajax and Long Shute's games are almost all explained by them, so compared with ordinary fans, they are more concerned about the characteristics of this Chinese midfielder. They already have some understanding, and they have never seen Ajax's new No. 8 use long passes to help the team make achievements, so the sentence just now is full of doubts...

It was only the first minute and a half of the game, and Long Shute's legs were full of energy, so this kick was quite powerful.

The ball soared into the air with a "whoosh" and flew towards Eindhoven's penalty area.

The nearest left back, Salcido, was the first player to jump forward. He leaped high against the football and pushed his chest out during the ascent, trying to catch up with Long Shute's kick to form an interception.

But how is this possible?

He is not an accurate surface-to-air interceptor missile!

In a hurry, Salcido, who was in mid-air, only saw a group of black shadows flying towards him, carrying a gust of hot wind, the momentum was a bit scary, so he subconsciously twisted his body, trying to avoid it. It was critical, but there was a sudden pain in the shoulder!
"Salcido!"

De Cour couldn't help shouting: "The football rubbed against Salcido's upper body! The Chinese passed the ball vigorously, but Salcido was not afraid! His performance was brave! How resolute! Grab and block!"

Regarding the performance of this Eindhoven loyalist, Yang Sen could only be speechless.

When Salcido fell to the ground with his hands on his shoulders, the speed and direction of the pass had changed significantly: not only was the speed much slower, but the ball that was originally aimed at Suarez’s head also flew directly to Eindhoo Wen's big restricted area.

"Ah... sorry, I didn't pass it on..."

Long Shute shrugged his shoulders, raised his right hand, and apologized to Suarez 30 meters away.

Yet the Uruguayan didn't look back at him at all, leaving his apology only in the air...

Perhaps it was too fast, Suarez didn't stop at the first time, he was still advancing towards the penalty area.

"Well, the Chinese teenager's pass may be counted as a shot in the post-match statistics, but it is useless, hahaha..."

De Cour smiled happily. For Ajax, he tried to express his disdain.

Although this "shot" was a bit unexpected, Eindhoven goalkeeper Isaacsson didn't panic. Instead, he felt a burst of relief.

After all... After Salcido's "buffering", the speed of the football flight seems to be much slower, and the strength is not too great, and it is easy enough to stop with his own footwork.

He is even going to drive forward with the ball and launch an offensive himself!
The landing point was a little forward, and Isaacson walked out of the small penalty area quickly, stretching out his foot to block the football.

The swirling football hit his right foot heavily, making a muffled "boom".

Then Isaacson's right foot sank, and instead of landing obediently as he expected, the football bounced outwards.

"...Ah, huh?"

Isaacson suddenly panicked!

Stop ball error? !
Damn!

This is a shame!

Yang Sen, the guest commentator sitting in the media box, frowned, realizing that things were not that simple.

Dekuer beside him couldn't laugh anymore, the "hahaha" just now was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it anymore.

Due to the condescending look down, their sightlines were wider, so they noticed earlier than the flustered Isaacson that a ghostly figure rushed in before the restricted area in Eindhoven!

Isaacson, who made a mistake in stopping the ball, was obviously stunned. This is a normal reaction for ordinary people.

Just when he was in a daze, a white shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes!
A white ghost like a ghost!

Suddenly, thunder and drums rang in his chest, and his heart was beating wildly at this moment!
The incident happened suddenly, and he didn't see the faces of the players who appeared in front of him clearly.

But he saw it!
I saw a mouthful of white and sharp teeth!

"Luis... Suarez!"

Dekuer shouted out the name of the owner of this sharp tooth.

"When did he appear there?!"

Eindhoven coach Lu Teng broke out in a cold sweat before he even sat down in his seat!
Like a great white shark that had been hungry for three days and three nights, Suarez launched a deadly raid towards the penalty area of ​​Eindhoven!
He stretched out his right foot in the raid, and gently swung the football that landed on the penalty area line diagonally!
Isaacson jumped out, but in the eyes of the Uruguayan great white shark, he was like a marionette, and every movement was like a slow-motion lens!
The great white shark was as light as a ballet dancer, with a slight movement of its feet, it swiped past Isaacson who was attacking in despair!
The sharp teeth flashed in Isaacson's eyes.

Then the teeth broke into a smile.

Suarez raised his left hand in the run to kiss the wedding ring, but his right foot gave it a slight push!
The Philips Stadium was silent at this moment!

Those fans closest to the home team's goal heard a slight chatter:

"Shh!"
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"what……"

Long Shute's eyes widened, his right hand was still raised in the air and did not fall, and his apology had not yet been conveyed to the front.

But the goal has already been scored!

"Is this fucking okay?!"
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"what……"

Dekuer opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't make a sound the first time.

Yang Sen shook his head and laughed:

"It's an unexpected plot development! Salcido's sacrificed interception changed the direction of the pass, and Isaacson's attack was too relaxed. He didn't notice Suarez's movement at all!"

At the same time, in Guangdong, China, thousands of miles away, the live broadcast room that broadcasts the Eredivisie League all the year round also heard passionate cheers from the commentators.

"Less than 2 minutes into the game, Ajax, who played away, went first!"

"Chinese teenager Long Shute played a huge role in this attack!"

"It was his excellent position selection and prediction that stopped PSV's attack. It was also this interception that sounded the clarion call for Ajax's counterattack!"

"We can say that this goal would not have been possible without Long Shute's long pass!"

Fortunately, the commentator is not too thick-skinned, otherwise he is likely to give all the credit for this goal to his compatriots.

For example, he didn't say... "Eindhoven's goalkeeper's mistake was also expected by Long Shute, because he had planned it long ago. This pass was a super-spinning ball with an extremely tricky flight trajectory. An ordinary goalkeeper Can't stop at all!"

He also didn't say "Long Shute planned this goal with one hand, and that's what it means to win a decisive victory thousands of miles away! Compared with him, Suarez is just a miss! Even my grandma can stand in that position." Goal!"

(End of this chapter)