Soccer: The Road to Extraordinary

Chapter 279 What's the point of being a ball bully?

"I still remember back then, when I swung the tail of a flying scorpion and the ball hit the dead corner of the goal, it shocked the audience!"

"Through my entire career, there is no goal that can be more exciting than it. Even if I search the history of the Chinese Super League for decades, there are not many goals that can compare with the splendor of my goal. "

"I am absolutely sure that this is the most beautiful goal I have scored in my life. It is also one of the best goals in the history of the Chinese Super League. Although it is an own goal!"

Many years later, Ren Hang, who has long since retired, kept bragging about the most beautiful goals he had ever scored with his younger players.

Thinking back to Ren Hang's goal that can be boasted for decades, Yan Feng seems to have seen Ren Hang proudly bragging about it many years later.

Yan Feng shook his head, opened his mouth again and again, but in the end he hesitated to speak.This is a wonderful goal, he is sure of it.But this goal was an own goal.

Can Ren Hang be blamed for scoring this own goal?It doesn't seem to be possible.Ren Hang did his best, and scoring this goal was not what he wanted.It's not his responsibility.

"Such a beautiful goal, why is it an own goal?" Yan Feng felt very unwilling.How great would it be if the goal was scored by the South Korean team?

As for Ren Hang who scored the goal, the disbelief and surprise on his face looked so tangled and complicated.

Yan Feng wanted to go over to comfort Ren Hang, but the Chinese team was indeed behind, which made him very depressed.The depression and helplessness made him lose his mood.

Captain Zheng Zhi was the first to recover from the shock. He walked over and patted Ren Hang on the shoulder, comforting him softly: "You are not to blame for this ball, it was just an accident."

"I~" Ren Hang felt guilty and helpless.

"It's okay. Football is like this. It's not surprising that anything happens. It's already like this. Just pack up and play hard." Zheng Zhi continued to comfort.

"That's right. It's not your fault. Next, just get it back." Yan Feng also calmed down, walked over and said.Even when he said the last sentence, he didn't know what to do.

"En." Ren Hang nodded in response.It is the helplessness on the face.

"By the way, your goal is really beautiful!" Seeing Ren Hang's expression relaxed, Yan Feng joked.

"I~this!" Ren Hang recalled, although he didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't deny that the goal was really beautiful.Even if he is asked to come back a thousand times, it is impossible to score again.

"This goal is enough for you to play for a lifetime. Although it is an own goal, at least it shows that we can still score goals." Yan Feng said.When he said this, Ren Hang didn't know how to answer, and his face was quite embarrassing.

"Relax. Don't take it to heart." Yan Feng saw that the other party was a little embarrassed, and knew that he seemed to be joking too much, so he patted Ren Hang and said something before walking away.

"Hey! I said it easily just now. But with the ability of the ball kings to seize the opportunity, it is really not easy to score the opponent!" Yan Feng, who turned and walked to his position, couldn't relax immediately.

He felt the heavy pressure.Although we know that the strength of the Chinese team is the weakest in the top 12, wanting to qualify for the World Cup is almost a dream.But he still couldn't help but fantasize.If they can win the South Korean team in this game, and then win the Iran team in the next game, then the points will reach 10 points.At that time, they can compete for No. 3 in the group to play in the play-offs. If they go further, it is not impossible to qualify for No. 2 in the group.

But now the Chinese team is one goal behind, and it is still the kind of no luck situation.This made Yan Feng feel that the chance of the fantasy coming true was too slim.

"Don't despair! There is no way out, so let's fight. Maybe there will be a miracle!" For the distant World Cup dream in his heart, Yan Feng cheered himself up in his heart.

At this time, Yan Feng noticed that Sun Xingmin, who had finished celebrating with his teammates, just walked by with a smile.After Sun Xingmin saw Yan Feng's eyes, the smile on his face became wider, and he raised a finger and said in broken Chinese: "It's just the beginning, the first one."

After speaking, Sun Xingmin turned his head and left.Seeing the other party's arrogant appearance, Yan Feng's eyes turned cold.

Ready to kick off again.Although the players of the Chinese team were still depressed, their eyes became firmer knowing that there was no way out.Before, I was thinking about defending and counterattacking, but now I can only focus on attacking.

Sure enough, as soon as the ball was passed to Zheng Zhi in the rear, Wu Lei and other frontcourt players rushed forward, even raising the defense line forward by more than ten meters.

In this attack, the Chinese team attacked very resolutely.However, the striker's ability to grasp is too poor, and an indiscriminate shot ended the offensive.

In turn, the South Korean team tried to repeat the previous attack.But this time the Chinese team launched a press in the front court, and Yan Feng and others behind also joined the press at the same time, making the Korean team's fast attack impossible.Under the strong press of the Chinese team, the South Korean team completed an offensive, but there was not much threat.

The Chinese team attacked again, and the offensive players once again wasted opportunities.

The South Korean team attacked, and the Chinese team pressed again, and this time they successfully defended.

The Chinese team counterattacked and quickly crossed the midfield. The king of the ball stopped the ball again and made a mistake. Xiao Zhang Yuning picked up the leak, but unfortunately he did not score.

Several consecutive attacks, although the Chinese team wasted opportunities, but still put a lot of pressure on the South Korean team's defense.In addition, the South Korean team became somewhat defensive after taking the lead, so gradually, the situation was suppressed by the Chinese team.

For a while, the momentum of the Chinese team was very strong, and it looked like they were besieging the South Korean team.And it's really a siege, but the offense is only blossoming and not fruitful under the defense of the South Korean team.

Time flies by in an exciting race.Before the Chinese team felt the fun of attacking, the first half was over.The Chinese team could only regretfully leave the field and enter the locker room.

"It's not that the Chinese team has no chance. It's just that the ability to grasp the goal is a little bit worse."

"If the martial arts king could have a little more kick, he might have scored a goal."

"I hope in the second half, the forwards of the national football team can seize the opportunity."

"Last round, there was not enough time. There is still half time today, and this time we will definitely beat the Korean team!"

The strength of the Chinese team at the end of the first half seemed to give the fans hope.Recalling the last match between the two teams, the fans became optimistic.

It didn't take long for the two teams to return to the court.After the Chinese team came out of the locker room, it seemed that they were more confident than before.It seems that the national football team is probably thinking of the crazy attack that made South Korea unbearable at the last stage.

"Is it that easy?" Looking at the optimistic and relaxed expressions of his teammates, Yan Feng thought to himself.If the martial arts king has half the strength of the plum ball king or the polo king, no, even if it is one-third of the strength, Yan Feng will also be optimistic.But in reality, Yan Feng really has no confidence in his teammates.

The second half started again, and the Chinese team was imposing like a rainbow, immediately launching wave after wave of fierce attacks.But the strength of the South Korean team lies there, and their tenacious defense made the Chinese team return without success.And several counterattacks almost hit the ball in.Fortunately, Yan Feng's timely flank attack prevented Sun Xingmin from succeeding.

After doing this several times, the Chinese team's offensive had to slow down, and the defense was forced to retreat a little.

Seeing this situation, Sun Xingmin, who was not far from Yan Feng, raised his chin proudly at Yan Feng.It seems to be saying, see, you can't do it.Next, can you withstand our attack?
Yan Feng gritted his teeth, feeling depressed in his heart.

The Chinese team did not dare to press too high, but the offensive still had to persist.Zheng Zhi launched the attack again.But this time, it is estimated that the South Korean team was a little careless.It may also be that the heavens began to feel sorry for the martial arts king.After countless soft feet and lying on the grass, he got the ball again and fell to the ground in the confrontation, but this time the referee's whistle blew.

Wuqiu Wang's hard work paid off, and he used the grass to fight for a free kick in an excellent position.

Originally, he still wanted to come by himself, but before and after Hao Junmin went up, he hesitated for a while before letting him out.

Originally seeing the martial arts king standing in front of the ball, Yan Feng was quite puzzled. He is weak in hitting the goal, and he can still kick free kicks?Fortunately, Hao Junmin came to punish him in the end.This made him full of expectations for this free kick. "Come on! You must enter this time!"

And Hao Junmin did not disappoint Yan Feng, his free kick level has always been quite high.This time, he didn't lose his level.The ball crossed a beautiful arc, circled the wall, and plunged into the far corner of the goal.

"Yeah! Come in!" Yan Feng rushed over excitedly and hugged Hao Junmin, preventing the latter from running.

"Ah! We scored. We tied!"

The whole stadium became a happy sea of ​​Chinese people cheering.

After celebrating fiercely, Yan Feng's face was still blushing with excitement.At this time, he began to have confidence in this game and the next top 12.

"It seems that God has not abandoned us." Seeing the confidence and excitement on the faces of his teammates, Yan Feng felt very happy.

But in reality, extreme joy often turns into sorrow, and Yan Feng hasn't had time to be happy for a few minutes.In a seemingly innocuous bottom attack by the South Korean team, the Chinese team was actually scored.

Li Qinglong's low-quality low cross was unexpectedly hit by Shi Xianjun, who was outflanked in the middle, and smashed into the goal from above Ren Hang's head.

Lost the ball so quickly?This low-quality bottom pass was blocked by the only opponent in the middle who outflanked the goal?It is so difficult for us to get one, but it is so fast to lose one?

Yan Feng stared blankly at the ball in the goal.He couldn't believe that this was scored by the South Korean team.

But this is the reality, whether Yan Feng accepts it or not, believes it or not.The South Korean team is leading the Chinese team again.After watching the opponent celebrate in silence, he returned to his position in silence to prepare for the rematch.

Conceding the ball so quickly is really a big blow to the Chinese team.As a result, after the re-kick-off, many people were still in a daze.And it was easily intercepted by the South Korean team.

"I copied!" Seeing this scene, Yan Feng almost vomited blood with anger.I almost didn't call out the pig teammate.

Yan Feng desperately went over to watch Ji Chengyong first, and then went over to help Zhang Wu withstand the impact of Sun Xingmin.

Yan Feng's efforts can stop it once but not time after time.Yan Feng's hard work can withstand the attack from one side, but he can't help the other side.A few minutes after losing the ball, the Chinese team finally lost the ball again.This time it was Li Qinglong who scored with a long shot from inside.

A beautiful world wave.

"Scored again, two goals behind!" Yan Feng's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.By this time, he didn't even dare to say that the game was tied, and he was already satisfied if he could stop conceding the ball.

Conceded the ball again, 3:1. This score directly brought the Chinese team to the brink of collapse.

This time Lippi was completely anxious, he could no longer maintain the demeanor of a famous coach, and came to the sidelines and shouted to command the players on the field.And Li Tie was yelling and waving anxiously beside him, even almost jumping up.

Under the command of the coaching staff, after the re-kick-off, the Chinese team took up the most respect and spirit, and launched a desperate attack on the South Korean team.

This is the home court of the Chinese team, and they cannot allow a fiasco.They are invincible, they need to fight for respect, they need to fight.

But no matter how hard the Chinese team was, the South Korean team, which was already winning, played more patiently.If there is no good opportunity, they would rather make trouble in the backcourt than launch an attack rashly.

The Chinese team, eager to attack, tried their best to fight for the outside world, and there was no other way.The Chinese team is indeed very desperate, and it has achieved some results. They have grabbed several opportunities.But every attack, under the opponent's confident and fierce defense, all failed.

The Chinese team played more and more anxiously, and even Yan Feng began to keep pressing up.But when he stepped forward, he didn't get any chance.On the contrary, Wuqiu Wang had several threatening shots.Even if the strong martial arts king is under the attack of two people, he still has to grit his teeth and finish the goal.

As time went by, the Chinese team began to have physical problems.The Wuqiu King couldn't even move his position, Xiao Zhang Yuning was exhausted in the confrontation again and again, and Zheng Zhi's scheduling also began to fail.All this made Yan Feng anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

"Could it be that we can only admit defeat?" Looking at his teammates who were exhausted and unable to run, Yan Feng could not see hope.

Turning around, I saw the proud expressions and gazes of the South Korean players, especially Sun Xingmin's contemptuous smile.Yan Feng felt very unwilling for a while. "No, I will never admit defeat. Even if everyone else gives up, I will fight to the end!"

Although he has decided to fight to the end, Yan Feng still feels that he is the only one who insists on it, and he is very lonely and helpless.How he wished that at this time, he could have a teammate with the same fighting spirit standing by his side.

Yan Feng subconsciously looked towards the sidelines, looking at the frowning Lin Fan who was sitting in the substitute seat.From Lin Fan's eyes, Yan Feng saw the desire for the game.

Yan Feng left from the submerged speed, came to the sidelines, and came to Gao Lin and Yu Hai who were about to submerge.They are going to replace Wuqiu Wang and Xiao Zhang Yuning.The Chinese team still has one substitution quota.

When they finished the substitution, Yan Feng saw that Lippi frowned and thought hard, then turned his head and asked Li Tie to ask Zhang Xizhe to warm up.

"Let the manager go?" Yan Feng was disappointed for no reason.

It's not that he looked down on Zhang Xizhe.It's that although the latter's technique is very good, its thin body and not-so-fast speed make it difficult to play out under the strong confrontation of the South Korean team.And under the current situation of falling behind, his playing will not be more effective than Hao Junmin.

If Zheng Zhi is replaced, Yan Feng also does not think he can support the midfield of the Chinese team.What's more, what the Chinese team needs most now is someone who can create miracles.And such a person must be a person with strong fighting spirit and creativity.For such a person, Yan Feng felt that among his teammates, only Lin Fan had this potential.

"If Lin Fan can be allowed to play, it may be possible to create miracles." Yan Feng recalled the miracles when the two were in the Shenzhen team and they often created reversals when they were behind.

"Let Lin Fan play. But the coach is going to send the manager now. Do I have to tell the coach to let Lin Fan play. Then I won't be a top player?" Yan Feng thought more and more unreliable.Forget about the ball bully.But he was really not reconciled.

The game continues.Gao Lin and Yu Hai, who were newly replaced on the field, worked very hard, but they were equal!
A few minutes later, when the ball went out of bounds and the game was dead, Yan Feng finally became anxious when he saw that Zhang Xizhe was almost warming up.For another player like Hao Junmin to come up, judging from the current situation, there will definitely be no miracles.

"The ball bully is the ball bully. For the respect of the Chinese team, why not be the ball bully?" Yan Feng gritted his teeth and thought, he had already decided to go all out.For the last hope of a miracle, even if he would pay a huge price for it, he didn't care anymore.

"Brother Tie." Yan Feng hurried to the sidelines and called Li Tie to a halt.

"Little Fengzi, what's the matter?" Li Tie, who was preparing for the replacement, turned his head and looked at Yan Feng suspiciously.

"Brother Tie. I have a proposal. I want Lin Fan to play." Yan Feng took a deep breath and said.

"What? Let Lin Fan play?" Li Tie was very surprised. "Ke Lippi said to let Xizhe play."

"Brother Tie. Listen to me, we need miracles now. We need geniuses, talented people. I think only Lin Fan can do it." Yan Feng said.

"Lin Fan? Impossible." Li Tie shook his head.

"Brother Tie. Please trust me. I know Lin Fan best. Only he can make us create miracles." Yan Feng said firmly.

"Little Fengzi, you are interfering with the coach's decision-making. You want to challenge Lippi's authority?" Li Tie turned cold and stared at Yan Feng.

"I'm just for the Chinese team. For our respect. I stick to my ideas. Please believe me, Brother Tie." Yan Feng and Li Tie looked at each other with firm eyes.

From Yan Feng's clear and resolute eyes, Li Tie saw only fighting spirit and nothing complicated.He sighed: "You think it through, as long as I tell Lippi, this matter, whether it succeeds or not, will bring you endless troubles in the future."

"I only care about the team!" Yan Feng remained firm.

"Let's go to the game. They're about to start the game. I'll try it." After speaking, Li Tie turned and walked towards Lippi.

Yan Feng turned around and ran back to his place.When he said it before, he was very firm in his heart.But at this time, he began to feel uneasy.It's nothing if this matter is successful, if it is not successful, it is very likely that Lippi will hold him down as an unstable element in the team in the future.

"Hope, Lippi will let Lin Fan come up." Although he was a little uneasy, he would not regret what he did just now.

(End of this chapter)