perfect arc

Chapter 317 Chapter 310 Seven: Approved to execute private grievances

The match between the French team and the Dutch team at the Hampton Park Stadium has come to an end. The scoreboard on the roof of the stadium not only clearly shows that the first half of the wrestling is over, but also clearly indicates that The score is [1:1].

The contributors of the two teams are also strikers. Van Persie, the number one killer of the Dutch team, used his best left foot to strike a scimitar, and the ball went straight to the corner of the net, so that the Dutch team opened the scoring first.

But after 13 minutes, Benzema swam to the left and right of the opponent's defense line. Although he was strictly guarded by the enemy, his own flexible running gave him an opportunity, and then he was sent a goal from afar. After a long straight pass, without offside, he stabilized the ball, ran for more than ten meters, and sent the ball into the net.

After the goalkeeper of the Dutch team learned that he had failed to save the save, an inexplicable pale expression appeared on his face, and how crisply Benzema's sword blocked his throat, even though the goalkeeper of the Dutch team calculated four times in a second. Five ways to save, but facing Benzema's madness at this time, these thoughts instantly turned into bullshit.

At that time, after celebrating the goal, Benzema even celebrated with the teammate who assisted him in a very formal way. The teammate's long-distance through pass had an amazing imagination space, and it was cruel all at once. After passing through the defensive line built by the Dutch team, the moment Benzema stabilized the ball was so comfortable.

"Great job! Keep doing this, as long as you create opportunities, I will try my best to seize them!" Benzema said, and he was also high-fiveing ​​the assister-Kabine, The applause was very loud.

At that time, Kabine let out a "huh", and then returned to the middle circle with Benzema. When he was about to run again, he lifted the corner of his jersey and wiped the sweat from his face.

Immediately afterwards, the battle situation did not present a scene of attacking and attacking. What was more, the midfielders of the two teams kept seeing each other near the midfield position. At that time, the battle lines of the two sides were swimming Very large, the ball rarely has the chance to actually enter the opponent's backcourt.

It was also during those few periods of time that Kabini insisted on defending his own area. Even though the opponent's attackers used all kinds of martial arts, he still desperately swept up, down, left, and right in the square area. What is even more admirable is that he The five interceptions given were all reasonable, and the opponents were so angry that they gritted their teeth.

Both sides were unable to attack and defend closely. This kind of battle continued until the referee blew the halftime whistle. Even if it was a simple friendly match, the flames of war had already been ignited, and everyone wanted to win. Come back victorious.

In the player tunnel, Kabini was walking with a bottle of supplementary drink in his hands, and he poured the drink into his mouth all the way. After finishing, he completely relaxed his tense face. Exhaling a breath, he turned a few steps into the corner and walked into the dressing room.

As soon as Kabini's butt was attached to the changing seat, he picked up a large towel and thoroughly cleaned the sweat on his face. In addition, the current breathing rhythm was much more normal, and he suddenly felt This state is very comfortable.

However, the sound of crisp footsteps was getting closer and closer, and Kabini, who lowered his head and calmed himself down, also realized that the person walking over was not his teammate, because the sound of the studs of the sneakers hitting the ground was not his. The one he heard, then the person walking over at this time can only be Coach Setazi. . .

It was because Cabine, with his head down, had already seen the leather shoes worn by Coach Setazzi. The reason why he was able to remember the very ordinary leather shoes was because Coach Setazzi had worn them for a long time. Wearing that style of leather shoes, it is said that they have been worn for more than ten years, and the black paint on the edge of the shoes has long since peeled off, which is why Kabinet has such an unforgettable memory.

Kabini slowly raised his head, and after looking over his eyes, he found that Coach Setazzi had been staring at him for a long time. The other party's eyes were not as simple as his. If he had enough time to analyze , then any idiot will understand that there is obviously a slight anger in Coach Setazzi's eyes.

It's a pity that Kabinet didn't have extra time to make guesses, but simply felt that Coach Setazzi's face was not very good-looking, and he couldn't bear to look directly at him for a long time, so he had to ask rather embarrassingly: "Coach! What's the matter?" ?"

Kabini tried to hide his embarrassment, so after he finished speaking, he took another sip of supplementary drink into his mouth, and after he wiped away the remaining drink juice at the corner of his mouth, the person standing in front of him Only then did Coach Setazzi say: "Young man! First of all, I won't give you any praise for your assists, because you have something to hide from me, don't you?"

Suddenly, Kabinet's hands trembled slightly. If he could rub his palms, he would be able to find that the sweat on his palms was also oozing out. However, Kabinet, who left the game, is an honest person after all, so At this time, he didn't intend to hide it anymore.

"I'm sorry! Coach! I'm very aware of the team's discipline, but I feel that if I inform you about this matter in advance, I'm afraid I won't get your permission, but... But I must do this matter !"

After finishing speaking, Kabinet pursed his lips. He also wanted to lower his head so that he would not have to bear the reproachful eyes of Coach Setazzi when he was criticized.

Coach Setazzi stopped Cabine from lowering his head, and the old coach said: "Young man! Look up, I ask you, am I not as strict as Coach Koboni? Do you think it is easy to challenge me? And you must be clear that I must fully grasp all the behaviors and actions of my players on the court. If you hadn't lifted the corner of the jersey to wipe the sweat after completing the assist, then I would never know , you have a secret hidden under the jersey!"

Is Coach Setazzi really not as strict as Coach Koboni?As for whether coach Setazzi is really so easily challenged by his own players, Kabinet, who is not good at words, absolutely cannot answer this sharp question.

Cabine had no choice but to "hmm", determined to tell the truth directly: "Coach! I wrote a few lines of text on the white sportswear worn under the jersey. The key is to express my breath for my friend, me. . . . I would love to do this, Coach! Do you understand?"

Coach Setazzi's eyes were focused on Kabinet all the time, and Kabinet was determined to lose, and he thought that these few words of his answer would definitely provoke scolding from the coach. How could he know that Coach Setazzi did not scold Kabinet? Instead, he snorted forcefully, and said, "I heard Coach Coboni say that your specialty is deadly through-passing, and strong reading ability, plus those things that many people can't imagine. Great tackles and even a nice curveball every once in a while, right?"

"Uh~~~? Coach! I don't know if these are considered specialties, but when I perform these movements, my confidence is extraordinarily strong!" Kabini replied.

Coach Setazzi gave a satisfied "hmm" and said: "Because I have personally inspected your performance, I and Coach Koboni know everything you can show on the field, and just now my Asking questions, you can treat them as nonsense, but after hearing your answer, I can feel relieved!"

Kabini frowned and said, "Oh~?"

Coach Setazzi moved his body, as if he was about to walk away, and before he walked away, he said to Cabine: "Young man! Please remember, this is not an example, and this time you What you are determined to do can only be done after you score a goal, so... please prepare to score!"

(End of this chapter)