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Chapter 5 This is a beautiful goal

Chapter 5 It's a Beautiful Goal

The corner kick, the only good chance to score in the first half, was missed. At this moment, the B team, who was full of birds, pressed into the crowded penalty area.

Zhang Han was about to go back to defend near the center circle, but was called by a bearded captain of team B on the field.

The bearded man yelled, "Come on, man, you've got a good header, show them some color."

He spoke extremely fast. Zhang Han couldn't understand Spanish, but he knew that he was asking him to take part in this rare corner attack opportunity.

This is the recognition of strength, Zhang Han guessed, happily scurrying around in the enemy's restricted area.

"Hey man, I ain't gonna let you score."

Morata followed Zhang Han with a sunny smile on his face.

Although he still didn't understand, Zhang Han understood the general meaning from the expression on the boy's face. He shrugged, and then ran around in the restricted area, causing chaos in the opponent's restricted area.

Needless to say, the most impressive thing about playing the PES series in the last life was the front-running point and the extremely high scoring rate. Zhang Han wanted to know whether there would be such a big bug in reality.

force!The whistle sounded again, and the referee in black allowed the corner kick to start.

Like a sharp sword, Zhang Han took out the strong leg strength he had trained in Shaolin King Kong legs for ten years, and suddenly activated it, throwing off Morata, and went straight to the front of the penalty area.

force!At this time, the referee's whistle sounded again, and the penalty area was too congested. A team A player fell to the ground, complaining with his arms raised.

The referee seemed to come here specially to deal with Zhang Han. He ran over and shouted: "Boy, look at what you did, you will pay for it."

Zhang Han spread his hands innocently, indicating that he didn't do anything, he fell by himself, but the black-clothed referee ignored it at all, and touched his pocket again with his right hand.

This is to draw cards!If he receives another yellow card, and two yellows turn into one red, Zhang Han will be sent off.

The atmosphere froze, the players of Team B quit, and came forward one after another to besiege the referee. In fact, everyone knew in their hearts at this moment that this defender wearing a forward number would never be sent off. If he hadn't been flying all over the field in the backcourt Ben, disrupting the opponent's attack, I'm afraid the score will not be 1:0, but 3:0, 4:0, or a bigger disparity.

All the players asked the referee to reason, and they blushed and had thick necks when they were excited.

Seeing the unmoved resolute expression of the black-clothed judge, a yellow gemstone card was pulled out, and Zhang Han was about to lift it up.

At this moment, Morata ran up and said to the referee: "It's not his fault, Mr. Referee, I accidentally knocked him down."

With a sunny smile on his face, the boy pointed to the people on the ground and then to himself.

"System, what are they talking about, calling me barbaric?"

Zhang Han didn't understand a sentence, feeling confused, and asked the system administrator.

"No! The system guesses that your strength has won his respect. He is explaining to the referee that this matter has nothing to do with you."

"Well! So you don't understand Spanish either! It seems that it is very important to learn a foreign language well!"

"You can spend another year of your life to master a foreign language easily." The system suggested mechanically.

"NO!" Zhang Han resolutely shook his head and objected, "As a player, I can't even learn a foreign language. If I play any football, I have to cheat at the language barrier. I might as well find a piece of tofu and kill myself."

"According to scientific calculations, tofu, tofu can't kill people, unless, unless you accelerate to 380 kilometers per second."

After the two communicated, Zhang Han, who was finally not sent off, was patted on the shoulder by the referee as a sign of encouragement, and the whistle blew again, followed by a corner kick.

GOAL!

If this is the main game, there must be a commentator with amazing lung capacity who is so excited and shouts with a long voice. This is a very beautiful goal.

Three seconds before the time, only a bang was heard, the ball flew high from the right corner, crossed a beautiful arc to the goal, and fell down suddenly.

At this time, a crowd of people in the restricted area was shaking, fighting fiercely, and the atmosphere was extremely hot.

The next moment, I saw a white figure, as fast as lightning, suddenly thrust forward, screamed loudly, and jumped high.

With his chest up, he stayed straight in the air, and then exerted strength from his waist and abdomen, and with a powerful shake of his head, he pushed the ball towards the goal.

The ball was extremely fast, spinning, crossed an arc, and went straight to the near corner of the goal.

Under the watchful eye of the goalkeeper who jumped high, stretched his arms and looked desperate, it slowly rotated, passed between his arms, and flew towards the goal behind him.

GOAL! ! ! !
This is a beautiful goal, bombed from high altitude, full of power, and shocked everyone. Under the witness of more than a dozen players in awe, the man took off extremely powerfully, leaped high, and smashed the ball with an extremely powerful header. He smashed into the net and stubbornly rewrote the score to 1:1.

Did you score a goal?

Zhang Han fell to the ground with a dazed expression on his face. He didn't realize that the goal had been scored until he was crushed by countless excited guys and couldn't breathe!He scored!He actually scored a goal!
The first half ended with the whistle of the referee. After the celebration, the morale of Team B was high. One by one, the players hooked their shoulders and walked to the locker room with smiles on their faces.

Team A's morale fell to the bottom, and they kept complaining to each other why they didn't guard against the Asian boy, so that he easily succeeded in a sneak attack.

Stepping into the locker room, the atmosphere was still hot, and I couldn't hear what everyone was talking about. There were mixed cheers and screams, and Zhang Han didn't know who it was. It seemed that every team member hugged him with strong pungent Sweat.

"Well done, lads!"

Clap clap!The red-nosed old man walked in, almost roaring.

The tactics remained the same, and it was still a defensive counterattack. The red-nosed old man didn't say anything more, he just gave Zhang Han a strange look, and ordered everyone to take a good rest.

The intermission time passed extremely quickly in excitement.

The group of substitute players felt elated, and when they walked out of the locker room, they still had a smug smile on their faces.

In the second half, the team changed sides to fight again. The players of Team A were obviously overwhelmed by the coach, staring at Zhang Han one by one, as if their eyes were about to burst into flames.

Sure enough, in the second half, a more violent offensive came overwhelming.

Delicate passing and short passing are the traditions of La Liga. Team A finally woke up, changed the first half of the game, and played a ground attack.

The assistant coach's eyes were so venomous, he really discovered the defect of Zhang Han, the biggest variable. His high-altitude defensive skills are top-notch, but his foot skills are rough, which can be regarded as amateur level at best. Although his reaction is quick, his moving speed is slow, which is exactly what he can make full use of. loophole.

This time, the person facing Zhang Han was changed, and a Brazilian boy with more delicate feet was replaced on the field. He only broke through Zhang Han's defensive area and launched an attack. In general, fled around.

In one attack, after Zhang Han suffered a loss, he realized that the kick was very uncomfortable, as if he was being led by the nose by his opponent. At this time, his lack of professional game experience was exposed.

It is difficult for him and his teammates to form a tacit defense. Once he chooses to mark the defense, the gap behind him will be used by the opponent. Therefore, Team B's defense line is repeatedly penetrated by the ball behind him.

Although Zhang Han has been in the system space for five or six days, it is far from enough. Even with a top-level agility of 99, his defensive awareness is weak, and his stats of 74 are not low. It is said that he can be regarded as easily in the youth team , but it still takes time to adapt. According to Anna's scientific calculation, it will take at least two to three months for him to realize the transition to a professional player.

Two or three months, in a club like Real Madrid, even in the youth echelon, is very difficult, who will give him such a long time!

However, Zhang Han was not discouraged. It was man-made. What is there to regret about a dead life? He used every day as two days.

During the week in the hotel, apart from being bored, sleeping, eating, and going to the bathroom for eight hours a day, he has been receiving high-intensity, top-level training under the training program in the system space.

Of course, the main training is standard movements, that is, stopping, dribbling, shooting, passing, ball control, defense, etc. The purpose is to change the training methods in Asia and standardize them as soon as possible to adapt to the top professional leagues in Europe .

Fell down, got up, fell down, got up again, green stains all over his body, throughout the second half, Zhang Han was exhausted on the court, tortured to death by smooth short passes, he always felt the feeling of not being able to touch the ball, and then remembered Gua's Tai Chi from the Three Dynasties of Basa Meng.

The Spaniard's skill is superb. Once coordinated, although it is not as good as the peak Barcelona's 24-foot pass without losing, it is still more than enough to play with Zhang Han and a group of young players who came to try out from all over the world.

It wasn't until the end of the game that the score was set at 4:1, and a tragic massacre finally came to an end.

PS: After a long time, I forgot to revise this chapter after writing it. I said how awkward it is to read!Woohoo!
I will pay attention to it in the future, and strive to revise it as soon as possible after each upload to minimize typos and irregularities!
(End of this chapter)

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