I am Chuqiu Wang

Chapter 6 Youth League Championship
Pierre didn't really say anything to Wang Xie, he heard that he was going to play, and gave him a chance to play before the end of the first half.

Pava, who was replaced, gave him a bear hug: "Welcome back, captain!"

clap clap,
Wang Huo's appearance caused a burst of applause.

Pjanic took the captain's armband off his arm and handed it to Wang Xie, complaining: "Didn't you say you bastard had a truce for half a year? Why did you come back so soon?"

This guy's small eyes are gone from laughing, and his words are still so annoying.

Wang Ji just kicked in the past, but Pjanic dodged it with a smile.

"Guys, you play really badly. I can't stand it anymore. Let me come up and teach you how to win."

"cut……"

"Call..."

Wang Huo's words drew boos, and he didn't care and continued: "You all know the current situation, we have to win today's game, and we have to win by a big score, everyone cheer up, the game is over and the damned Bring the championship trophy back to Metz!"

quiet!
The stadium was instantly dead quiet.

The players on the field don't know the situation of the Marseille youth team, but now the team is behind and has lost a total of 3 goal difference. Wang Xie just came back and said that if he wants to win the trophy, he must score at least 4 goals.

It's crazy, as expected of the captain.

The young people liked this tune, and quickly accepted his statement, wailing to make the Lyon youth team cry and go home to find their mother.

Ferguson once said that even if there is a barbed wire fence in front, as long as he said that young players are willing to rush up, if they are replaced by old fritters, they will look around to see if they can go around.

Youth equals hard work, and the Kung Fu Metz youth team in a few words is like a chicken blood.

Seeing the team's morale rising, Pierre was both happy and worried.

In addition to being hardworking, young people also care about face. Wang He obviously didn't take the Lyon youth team seriously.

beep,
The game restarted, the right back Green stepped in and sent an overhead pass, and Wang Hao quickly made a two-for-one with Pjanic after pulling the sideline. Facing the opponent's defender, he gave the ball to Pjanic again.

The body has not yet been trained, and he must have less physical contact with the opponent.

He also knew that he had offended the Lyon player, and the opponent's expression seemed to bite him.

Although Wang Xie was off the ball, the opponent did not relax their marking on him at all.

Pjanic, who failed to find a chance, pulled down to the left, and Wang Xie ran back to the middle to meet him. After taking the ball, he dunked his left foot and was about to go into the penalty area.

beep,
Wang Xie was pushed by the Lyon defender, Pierre's eyelids twitched when he saw it, and Metz got a free kick in the frontcourt.

This position is almost on the penalty area line, very close to the goal.

Pjanic stood at the penalty spot without hesitation. Coulibaly entangled with the opponent's players on the wall and wanted to squeeze in. Finally, the referee warned Coulibaly.

The whistle sounded, and Pjanic quickly ran up, swinging his arms and raising his legs.

boom,
The ball quickly flew into the penalty area with a slight arc, and everyone stared at the trajectory of the ball with wide eyes.

Duang,

Hitting the crossbar, Pierre, who had already got up to celebrate, sat back on the coach's bench angrily. Suddenly, he saw Wang Huo rushing from the left wing to the spot where the ball landed. , the next second the ball was already rolling over the net, causing waves of white waves.

"pretty!!!"

Pierre jumped up from the coach with a jerk, clenched his fists and swung wildly into the air.

He scored a goal in just 2 minutes of playing, and Wang Hao's excellent state made him ecstatic.

The Metz youth team huddled together, and the goal hero Wang Xie was constantly ravaged, while the players of the Lyon youth team looked at Wang Xie with hatred.

They were very angry when they heard what he said just now, and they only thought Wang Ji was bragging.

But it's a bit too much for the awesomeness that others boasted to be able to be realized.

The first half of the game ended quickly, the score was 1:1, and the Metz players returned to the locker room talking and laughing.

……

"It's kind of interesting, I didn't let me make a trip for nothing."

In the empty stands, a man wearing a peaked cap held a small notebook in his hand and kept recording, talking to himself.

His first task in France was to inspect Wang Hao. After Wang Hao was injured, he had already gone to talk to other players, but the club called to say that Wang Hao had recovered from his injury, and he rushed back overnight to watch the Metz youth team game.

The absence of Wang Hao made him think that he might not see Wang Hao playing today. He didn't expect Wang Hao to come off the bench and score a goal before the end of the first half.

He noticed that in that free kick, Wang He actually led the opposing player to the center, and then suddenly ran to the left and entered the penalty area from the flank.

"It's pretty clever..."

As a professional scout, he has inspected many players. In terms of consciousness, Wang Wei is much higher than his peers, and many young people who are mainly trained by giants are not involved. Usually, situational awareness and game experience are linked. I don't know why Wang Huo kicked like the old fritters. Anyway, he can be sure that this Chinese kid is a genius.

At the beginning of the second half, the Metz youth team scored again.

"Use the running position to pull the opponent's defense, and switch between feint and offense at any time."

Although Wang Hao didn't score or assist, the man in the peaked cap was even more excited. He kept saying that the pen in his hand didn't stop for a moment, and soon changed another page.

After the 2:1, there was obviously a problem with the mentality of the Lyon youth team. The tactics were messed up, and they even ran after the ball. This kind of kick against Lyon had to concede the ball. The man in the peaked cap shook his head.

At this level, it is still the French giants youth team, which is far behind the English team.

A sense of superiority among the people of the empire on which the sun never sets arises spontaneously.

Sure enough, 5 minutes later, the Metz youth team made another victory.

It was Wang Hao who scored the goal.

Green sent a cross from the right, and Saliba headed back to do it. Wang Hao, who inserted it, first made a fake shot that shook the opposing defender's back and blocked him. After taking two steps, he calmly pushed the bottom right corner of the goal and rewritten the score to 3 :1.

What surprised him even more was that after scoring the goal, Wang Ji did not celebrate, but ran into the goal to catch the ball.

After staying in France for a few months, he certainly knows the current situation of the youth league. If the Metz youth team wants to win the championship, they must strive for goal difference in this game. He did not expect a 15-year-old kid to score twice. Keep a cool head, and he can conclude that Wang Ji has a bright future, as long as he doesn't get hurt.

Two minutes later, Metz striker Saliba stabbed Lyon again, rewriting the score to 2:4.

The teammates didn't know what was going on in Marseille, and thought they had overtaken the goal difference. Wang Hao knew what was going on, and turned to look at the coach's bench.

Pierre shook his head and shouted: "They didn't score again, we tied!"

There are still a few minutes left in the game, and the Lyon players have already broken their cans.

Pjanic took the ball and the opponent directly kicked it hard. The referee saw the ball reached Wang Xie's feet and did not call to stop the game.

Wang Hao, who took the ball, quickly hit the Lyon penalty area.

Time is running out, if Marseille scores another goal, they will be behind again, and they must hurry up and score.

Hurry up, hurry up, Lyon's restricted area is in sight.

Looking at the opponent's sliding shovel from the corner of his eye, Wang Xie decided to eat the shovel without dodging it. Instead, he rubbed the soles of his feet and sent an overhead pass. He was then shoveled heavily on the turf, but his eyes were still fixed on Lyon's penalty area. .

The ball passed between the two defenders. Saliba's domineering chest stopped the ball and then used both hands and feet.

Beep……

At the end of the game, Wang Hao, who was lying on the grass, turned his head to look at the coach's bench. Seeing Pierre nodding with joy, he looked up to the sky and yelled, "I am the champion..."

(End of this chapter)