football career from scratch

Chapter 392 The Final Winner

"Hold the ball."

At this moment, Meng Su regained his composure.

He stood up and yelled twice into the field, and then directed the players to return to defense.

A free kick at this position is indeed dangerous, but the free kick at the best position will not have a high scoring rate, and as long as this ball is held, there will not be too many opportunities to move mountains.

If Qianshan really has the ability to keep tearing apart the line of defense, they won't have scored two goals until now, and Bu Qingyun doesn't need to be alone in the midfield for so long just now-this will be a big problem easy thing?It's not easy, it's not easy at all. Doing this will consume a lot of physical energy of Bu Qingyun. If it wasn't for waiting for an opportunity and not giving a chance to counterattack, Bu Qingyun would not use this extremely expensive and costly attack method !

Meng Su knew Bu Qingyun very well. Although he didn't agree with Synchrony Qingyun's attitude, he knew Bu Qingyun very well.

It can make him pay so much to attack, which shows that Bu Qingyun has no particularly useful way at this time, so he will take such a risk.

Keep the ball, and Qianshan will never have another chance.

Lu Yuanlong stood in front of the goal, loudly directing the players to form a human wall. In this position, of course, the human wall needs to be lined up enough - three forwards, plus three midfielders, a total of six people lined up as a human wall , the other four defenders defended in the penalty area. Although it seemed impossible to man-to-man, in fact such a defense was enough.

Zhu Yucheng and Yu Yingrui's eyes were fixed on Bu Qingyun, but they ignored Wanlishan - in their opinion, this free kick would definitely be taken by Bu Qingyun, and more importantly, Wanlishan had other people paying attention, they It should be noted that it is only Bu Qingyun.

Bu Qingyun and Wan Lishan stood in front of the ball at the same time. In this position, both of them are capable of scoring goals, but they are not absolutely sure-free kicks have never been a way of scoring goals with a high success rate.

"Just pass the ball to me later." Bu Qingyun covered his mouth with his hands and whispered to Wan Lishan.

"Why, don't you believe my free kick skills?" Wan Lishan also asked with a blocked mouth.

"It's hard to get in. Lu Yuan's Longmen line technique is very good."

Bu Qingyun persuaded Wan Lishan with just one sentence, Wan Lishan nodded slightly, and continued to stand in front of the ball, while Bu Qingyun walked away two steps.

"He didn't take the penalty?"

Yu Yingrui asked suspiciously.

"No, it will definitely be him who finishes the attack in the end. He is such a guy who likes to show off."

Zhu Yucheng replied.

It is often true that your opponents know you better than your friends.

Zhu Yucheng stood on the innermost side of the human wall, and beside him was Yu Yingrui.

The referee saw that both sides were ready, so he blew the whistle to take the penalty.

The stands fell silent, and everyone was looking forward to the result of the free kick.

Wan Lishan stared at the ball, as if he was about to kick it.

Then he started running.

As the distance between the ball and the ball got closer, everyone's hearts became higher and higher. However, after Wan Lishan ran close to the ball, he swung his right foot, but instead of shooting, he pushed the ball forward obliquely. out!

Bu Qingyun followed and raised his right foot!
Zhu Yucheng rushed out immediately, trying to block Bu Qingyun's shot with his body!

"it is good!"

Meng Su shouted from the field, as long as he blocks it like this, then there will be no problem with this free kick!
But just as he yelled the word, Bu Qingyun flicked his ankle and picked up the ball directly!

In order to block Bu Qingyun's direct shot, Zhu Yucheng threw his whole body out, but Bu Qingyun didn't shoot, but picked the ball, which made him completely wrong in his judgment!
Zhu Yucheng, who had fallen to the ground, could only watch the ball fly past him.

Bu Qingyun swung his right foot again against the falling ball.

Yu Yingrui also rushed forward.

One after another, he wanted to block Bu Qingyun's shot.

But Bu Qingyun still didn't shoot.

He flicked the ball up again, and the ball obediently drew an arc in the air, flying over Yu Yingrui's head delicately.

It's not that Yu Yingrui was unprepared, but even though he had already jumped, he was still a little short of being able to touch the ball.

"This guy, is everything counted?"

Yu Yingrui, who was exhausted, had already started to fall, so he could only smile wryly.

Zhu Yucheng came up to block, but was picked by Bu Qingyun.

Yu Yingrui was still picked by Bu Qingyun to make up for him.

The others haven't had time to come up yet, and no one can stop Bu Qingyun anymore.

Bu Qingyun swung his right foot for the third time and shot!

The ball drew an arc in the air and flew straight to the upper left corner of the goal!
Lu Yuanlong threw himself sideways and stretched his arms as far as possible in the air, but...

The arc of this shot was extremely high, and the ball drew a curve visible to the naked eye in the air. It accurately bypassed Lu Yuanlong's outstretched hand, and then fell quickly, flying straight to the dead corner of the goal!

When the net began to tremble violently, the tens of thousands of fans who moved mountains gave out the loudest cheers so far!
"The goal was scored! Twice scored! Bu Qingyun's wonderful shot! Three to three draws! A miracle happened! Qianshan tenaciously equalized the score, which made them tie the total score with Yilan, but through the away game With the advantage of more balls, they have now taken the lead! If this score is maintained until the end, then Qianshan will win this two-round match! It is incredible!"

Bu Qingyun opened his arms and raised his head to the sky.

However, his pretentious posture only lasted for less than a second, and he was pushed down by the surging teammates. Everyone was shouting loudly and shouting meaningless words. The joy of being everywhere is completely released!

Gao Yuan swung his fist vigorously, and laughed like a lunatic next to the coach's bench, while Cheng Xiuran let out a sigh of relief, sat on the coach's bench, and looked at the field with a smile.

Bu Qingyun, you did it.

Although the competition is not over yet, we all know that the one who wins is you, moving mountains.

Cheng Xiuran stood up and clapped his hands vigorously.

He is sending his congratulations to Bu Qingyun.

On the coaching bench of the home team, Meng Su's face had already started to turn pale. Although the game was not actually decided, even if the score was kept until the end, Glance would only lose in accordance with the rules, but there is nothing else in a football game In other words, if you lose, you lose.

The players on the field looked at the mountain-moving players in a daze, and they couldn't believe what they saw.

How can it be?How did we lose the game?
What kind of people are moving mountains?A mob assembled together, stragglers and rogues!
But elites like us, such elites, have been forced to such a point by them!
Not reconciled, not convinced.

But at this time, their self-confidence has been crushed.

The figure surrounded by other Qianshan players made them feel deeply afraid.

The goal just now looked simple, but just looking at the arc of the shot that was so obvious that everyone could see it with the naked eye, one knew how excellent the shot was.

Not to mention that before the shot, Bu Qingyun used two beautiful picks to get rid of Zhu Yucheng and Yu Yingrui in a row.

Bu Qingyun, who left the base, became even better. In the past four years, he still maintained a high-speed improvement, and in most of the games, he also controlled his own strength, so that he couldn't help but start small. To see him!

Even though Zhu Yucheng thought that he had never underestimated Bu Qingyun, he still found that he had underestimated Bu Qingyun.

After leaving the base, without a good environment, Bu Qingyun not only did not stagnate, but seemed to be improving faster than before!
As long as he thought of this, Zhu Yucheng seemed to feel that he had lost the courage to fight against Bu Qingyun.

The celebration of the Qianshan players lasted for more than a minute before they stopped under the interference of the referee and ran to their own half to prepare for the next game.

Now the time has reached the last minute, and a 1-minute stoppage time sign was displayed on the sidelines.

The current situation is extremely unfavorable to the list.

Meng Su did not give up, he replaced two attackers in a row, wanting to fight.

And Gao Yuan used up the third substitution spot. Xiao Zhao replaced Sun Chuci on the field to increase the defensive ability of the midfielder. What he needs now is defense.

Yilan summoned up his courage and launched a fierce attack.

However, although they have piled up several attackers in the frontcourt, their offensive efficiency is very low in such a chaotic situation.

Because they have never been used to attacking in this way.

Bu Qingyun received the ball from Mu Qing's clearance, and then he started to control the ball again in the midfield. At a glance, the three of them couldn't intercept the ball. In the end, Zhu Yucheng couldn't help but fouled, but some time passed .

Meng Su sighed, he knew that this might be the end.

Glance lacks the experience of fighting for life, they have never been forced to such a dead end.

And even if they pile up attackers, they don't know how to attack in such a situation, four-three-three, this is the formation they have always used, and they have never played outside this framework.

From each position, they have selected the theoretically strongest players to perform their duties on the field. Such a team looks very strong, but in reality, it is still very fragile.

If you hit those who are weaker than them, you will hit one target, and if you hit those who are stronger than them, you will have no power to fight back.

Such a team really does not conform to the trend of modern football and is destined to be eliminated.

When the referee blew the whistle to end the game, Bu Qingyun stopped running and laughed.

Although he didn't win the score, Bu Qingyun knew that the winner was undoubtedly himself!
"There is still a third game." Bu Qingyun walked towards Yu Yingrui and said to him.

Yu Yingrui nodded: "Yes, there is a third game."

"That game won't be a draw. I hope...you can continue to maintain it." Bu Qingyun continued.

Yu Yingrui smiled wryly, he knew what Bu Qingyun meant, but this kind of thing is not something he can solve...

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