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Chapter 27 The Combination of Weak Chicken and Genius ([-])

The players of the red and green teams took their positions, and the match soon began. Enrique held the whistle again and acted as the referee.

The green team kicked off first. Heffren controlled the football in the middle, took two steps horizontally, swept the two sides, hesitated, and passed the football to the left.

Crozas on the right is followed by players from the red team, and the pass is likely to be intercepted by the opponent in advance.Even if the football is successfully passed to Crosas, under the close watch of the red team players, Crosas will either concede the ball or pass the ball back, which is of little significance.

On the other side road, there was a large space in front of Fan Bizhuang.This is a very straightforward contempt, because they know that Fan Bizhuang's level is a scum, even if the football is handed over to him, he can't make any waves.So there is no need to put too much energy on him.

Hefferen also knows this, so he is also very entangled. On the one hand, he really doesn't want to hand over the football to a teammate he doesn't trust.

After weighing it, he still passed the ball to Fan Bizhuang.He also figured it out, no matter what kind of ghost Fan Bizhuang plays, that is something for the head coach to consider. He only needs to do his own job well. If Fan Bizhuang can't handle it well, it is his own. Incompetent, but he is incompetent if he doesn't catch time.

Therefore, the minds of the young players are still very simple. They have not been exposed to too many twists and turns in the outside world. Although they have a bad relationship with Fan Bizhuang, they still choose to pass the ball to him.If it is placed on the professional field, if you want to suppress a certain player, then various methods emerge in endlessly, do not pass the ball to him, do not have contact with the opponent, completely marginalize the opponent and make it transparent, and completely "play to death".

Although he passed the football to Fan Bizhuang, Hefferen was still a little worried. While looking over there, he trotted towards him, ready to meet him.

Sure enough, facing the fast rolling football, Fan Bizhuang stretched out his feet to stop the ball, but the ball stopped, but his movements were a little clumsy, and the force of stopping the ball under his feet was too great, so he stopped the football one meter away from his body There is more than enough.

"Really!"

Hefflen patted his forehead helplessly.

In an official game, if anyone's ball-stopping skills are so poor and they are so far away from the body, they may have been successfully intercepted by the defensive player.

Low laughter rang out on the court. Barcelona's tradition is delicate feet and excellent pass and control. La Masia naturally upholds a tradition. The young players who can enter the reserve team may still have obvious shortcomings in many aspects. But in the basic skill of catching and stopping the ball, all of them are proficient.

Like Fan Bizhuang, who can't even stop the ball well, I'm afraid it can be regarded as a "first of its kind".

Fan Bizhuang also knew that he stopped the ball too much, but he didn't care about the low-pitched ridicule around him, so he quickly took a step and ran towards the football.

Fortunately, there were no defensive players around him, and after a few strides, he chased the football back.

Fan Bizhuang looked up and looked ahead, and then, under the astonished gazes of everyone, he directly kicked the football with his left foot towards the frontcourt.

"pass it to me……"

Heffren, who was already close to Fan Bizhuang, was only halfway through speaking when he was shocked to find that the football had been kicked into the sky.

"Your sister, the ball is gone!"

This was the thought that immediately popped up in Hefflen's mind.

Many players were very surprised and puzzled by Fan Bizhuang's inexplicable pass, but Enrique, who was holding the whistle, his eyes lit up, and his heart was full of anticipation.

"Here it comes! Fan's pass is coming!"

The football flew through the air, fast and high, with a beautiful arc and a clear line. The goal was Bo Yang, who was cruising at the front of the penalty area.

"This ball..."

"Why do I have a bad feeling... Fan's pass seems to be looking for Korkic!"

"Not good, hurry back to defense!"

After seeing the trajectory of the football, some players on the field screamed, and then ran in the direction of the back field in panic.

But in the next moment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.The green team player shook his head with a dumbfounded smile, expressing that he was thinking too much, how could Fan Bizhuang pass such a precise long pass?The status of the red team players was similar to that of the green team, but what they thought was, sure enough, Fan Bizhuang was just a paper tiger. His posture was pretty good, but it was useless.

On the field.

The football fell quickly, then landed on the grass, and then rolled forward, rolled straight into the penalty area, and was easily hugged by the goalkeeper Pardo.

"It scared me to death. I thought Fan was possessed by aliens!"

"The passing line is nice, but that's about it!"

"Didn't he have a beautiful assist in the last game against Saifan? Ha, he really thought he was Beckham, right?"

There were teasing sounds on the court, but Bo Yang's expression was very strange.

He still kept running forward, and then stared blankly at the grass just a few steps away from him, which was just after the football landed.

He was running along this route, but out of distrust of Fan Bizhuang, he didn't dare to run with all his strength. In his mind, Fan Bizhuang's ability to pass the football to his feet was already very good , if he ran too fast, wouldn't it be more difficult for the opponent?The only result can only be not receiving football.

But at this moment, Bo Yang was not calm. Thinking of Fan Bizhuang's amazing pass in the last game, and looking at the place where the football fell, a horrifying and unbelievable thought suddenly appeared in him in his head.

"A... advance amount?"

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Seeing the spread of football, Enrique's first reaction was regret and loss.But then his eyes lit up again, and he couldn't help blurting out his guess: "Advance! This is an early pass!"

Enrique looked at Bo Yang, who was standing still, and then at Fan Bizhuang, who had a calm expression and no expression of frustration, and became more and more sure of his guess: "Fan doesn't know that Corki Odd will not try his best to run, he is just passing the ball according to the speed that Korkic showed during training on weekdays, his thinking is fine, and he is also very good at observing, yes, this passing is fine, the problem is Korkic, if he runs with all his strength, he will definitely get the ball and run into the penalty area...it must be like this, it can't be wrong..."

"But if that's the case, it's even more terrifying..." Enrique frowned again, and muttered to himself softly, "If it's just passing the ball accurately, it's amazing, but many reserve teams Anyone can do it, but if you want to give a precise and early pass, it's a bit scary. This requires you to be extremely familiar with your teammates' running positions and characteristics... This is really an early pass. ball?"

Enrique fell into tangled contemplation, while on the other side, Hefflen was talking to Fan Bizhuang.

"Fan, it is very difficult to maintain the accuracy of the pass that is too far away. If you can, try to cooperate with your teammates and me as much as possible, and choose to pass the ball when you are sure."

There is nothing wrong with Hefferen's words, but obviously, the meaning in his words is to blame Fan Bizhuang's aimless pass, and he maintains a deep distrust of Fan Bizhuang's pass.

Fan Bizhuang ignored him, and Hefferen didn't say much. Fan Bizhuang's reputation was so fierce that he didn't dare to confront him directly. .

Lauren also trotted over a few steps, with a consoling smile on his face: "I think the pass is very good, it's just a little bit. Fan, don't take it to heart, come on, just like last time , and a few more wonderful passes."

Fan Bizhuang didn't know where this blond-haired Caucasian boy got his confidence from, and this kind of confidence seemed incomparably sufficient, but he felt the kindness of the other party. He was indifferent to people, but he was not crazy. So he nodded lightly, and spit out a word from his mouth: "Okay."

Lauren is a little messy in the wind, well, I just want to comfort you, I don't really want you to perform the stunt of hundreds of steps.I said buddy, wake up, let's just catch and pass the ball honestly, it's enough to do our job well, don't shame yourself, okay?

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Lauren's prayer was obviously not heard by God, or rather, God heard it, but Fan Bizhuang did not.

When the football was passed to the left again, Fan Bizhuang stopped the ball clumsily, without even thinking about it, kicked the football out again with a big foot.

This time the target he was looking for was still Bo Yang, and he seemed to be having sex with Bo Yang.

But unfortunately, although Bojan received the pass this time, he stopped the ball very reluctantly. The moment the red team midfielder Busquets received the ball, he squeezed lightly and lost his sense of football. Control.

The faces of the players of the green team are all black, Nima, we have worked so hard to grab the ball, but it is not for you to waste it casually, will you know it, if you don't have that ability, don't stir up trouble, Let's make a transition honestly, isn't it good to return the football to the supporting teammate?

In their view, there is nothing wrong with Bo Yang catching the ball. The reason why he lost the ball is because Fan Bizhuang passed the ball too hard. It is already very good that Bo Yang can stop the ball under such a difficult situation. .

Lauren also thought the same way, he patted his forehead in the backcourt, and said helplessly: "I said boss, you think this is a game of live football, just kicking a big foot is a precise scalpel ...hehehe..."

Facing the questioning and resentful eyes, Fan Bizhuang didn't respond, his brows were only slightly wrinkled.

Of course, he wasn't dissatisfied with his pass, but...he glanced at Bo Yang in the distance, and walked over there.

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