What is a destructive midfielder?

"The most brilliant scene in the European Cup in France!"

"So beautiful!"

"The elegant left foot interprets romance and amazes the summer of France!"

"A work of art!"

"One turn and one pass, strolling in the garden, showing the style of a master."

"The 18-year-old Li Kang contributed one pass and one shot, and created two goals alone, becoming the focus of all Europe."

"Diego Costa lived up to that intoxicating arc, he used a header to break through the reinforced concrete defense of the Italians."

"The Spanish team expanded its lead!"

He Wei was excited.

Duan Xuan finally got a word in at the last moment.

In the CTV5 live broadcast room,

the big screen replayed the whole process of the goal.

Everyone was stunned.

Strictly speaking, all the audiences watching this game around the world were stunned.

Even those who are not so interested in football will not be able to help but applaud when seeing this scene.

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[Li Mingdeng is awesome! 666! 】

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[My foreign fiance is so handsome. 】

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[Poor Juventus defense team, I feel sorry for Buffon. 】

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[We are witnessing the birth of a new generation of midfield legends, he interprets what is gorgeous and elegant on the green field. 】

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[It's so scary, I thought this game could go to overtime and penalty shootouts, but I didn't expect Li Mingdeng to collapse Italy's defense twice! 】

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[The news is deceiving, who said Li Kang is an aggressive midfielder? It's obviously an epoch-making classic attacking midfielder. 】

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[That's right, although I just watched football recently, there are so many games in the European Cup. I haven't seen Li Kang have close contact with others a few times. I heard that he is likely to go to the Premier League next season. What if he can't adapt to the physical confrontation there? 】

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[How is the situation in the England game? I am optimistic that they will slaughter Iceland! 】

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[Spain's set-pieces are awesome, Cazorla must have deliberately used a low pass to find the front point]

Diego Costa slapped his forehead excitedly, roared at the Italian stands for a few times, and then turned around suddenly, trying to find Li Kang.

But he found that the latter had already run to the corner flag area and pulled up Cazorla who had slipped to the ground.

The Arsenal midfielder looked embarrassed and whispered: "Li, sorry, the grass is too slippery, I almost..."

Li Kang smiled and shook his head, motioning Cazorla not to continue, and then raised a thumbs up.

The nearby media reporters raised their spare cameras to capture the moment.

All teammates rushed forward like crazy.

Morata seemed to remember something, and quickly adjusted his pace to block Isco's position.

"Li, how did you do it!"

"Great!"

"Li"

The Stade de France was gradually drowned by the mighty sound waves.

"Lee!!!"

"Lee!!!"

"Lee!!!"

In the Italian penalty area not far from the carnival site.

Buffon squatted on the ground with a blank look in his eyes.

Chiellini and Barzagli walked up and were about to say something.

The purple gloves were raised again, stopping the two from comforting each other.

"Cheer up, we are role models for the little guys."

On the Apennine Peninsula, the stars were dim.

The Italians have tasted the highest glory of modern football, and now they are just the setbacks and bumps on the road to progress.

The veteran still firmly believes that it won't be long before the new generation of players will return to the top of Europe.

Italian Radio and Television.

Maldini's expression was bitter.

As a legendary defender at the historical level, he knew the horror of this Spanish team on the offensive end.

Baggio, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke: "Lee's left foot is full of imagination and creativity. He can give a declining team a new lease of life. I seem to see the shadows of several people: Rui Costa, Zidane, and myself."

"The enemy we are facing now is likely to be the champion of this European Cup."

The Italian fans in front of the TV have not yet come to their senses.

Looking at the whole process of the goal replayed from all angles on the screen.

The Spanish No. 6 made the Apennine Peninsula feel a little desperate.

On the side of the court.

Mignano danced excitedly, trying to express his excitement: "Boss, Li is simply a gift from God to us, the pride of the Iberian Peninsula! Without him, we can't break through the Italian goal at all!"

Bosque clapped his hands gently. When he heard this, he couldn't help but look up to the young assistant coach.

"You are right, Li is incredible."

"It is the greatest honor in my life to be his head coach."

On the other side.

Conte recovered from the shock.

He scratched his hair and shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of all the negative emotions that interfered with his decision-making.

Calm down.

Be calm.

There are still 18 minutes left in the regular time of the game.

Don't give up easily, don't give up, there is still a chance!

He picked up a pen and paper and quickly sketched out arrows and dots. A smile gradually appeared on his face.

In extremely bad adversity, people can stimulate their potential and perform extraordinary performance.

The same is true for Conte.

He is often criticized by the media: his ability to respond on the spot is too slow.

But in actual games, he can often make magical adjustments and changes in the last time period.

Not long after.

He beckoned to Insigne and Jarikani.

"Listen, our next main attack direction is to find Florenzi's side, he can do it."

"Boss, Florenzi was replaced by you."

The circle reopens during the race.

Pellet kicked the ball across to Zaza.

As a penalty kick tool, the long-lost shooting king has not yet fully entered the game state.

Snapped.

He was about to pass the ball back to De Rossi behind him, but his view was blocked by a fierce face.

There was nothing under his feet.

The ball is gone.

"So casual!"

"It shouldn't be!"

"Diego Costa stole the ball from Zaza fiercely, no foul!"

"In this way, the game has entered the Spanish team's rhythm again."

Italian fans angrily booed.

Zaza quickly got up without even a chance to fight back.

It seemed that from the moment he missed the penalty kick, the direction of the game was already determined.

Diego Costa passed the ball back to the backcourt immediately.

Li Kang noticed Del Bosque signaling from the sidelines.

He stopped the ball steadily and made a slight downward gesture.

Teammates understand.

The turf is still wet after the rain.

But the Spanish stars have gradually mastered the passing power that suits the field and the water in their own half.

They began to advance slowly.

"It's time to slow down."

"The Spanish team looks like it's pushing forward, but it also looks like it's backpedaling."

"The players trained in the La Liga youth training are very good with their feet, including Ramos and San Jose. They are very stable in controlling the ball."

"Hey, it's very rare. De Gea also came out to show off his skills. There will be very few opportunities when he returns to Manchester United."

"After all, it is a cup competition. The Spanish coaching staff must consider the physical fitness of the players. If they can advance to the quarterfinals, what awaits them"

"It's the German team. In another game going on at the same time, Deutsche Chariot leads Slovakia by a huge score!"

Time passes quickly.

The Stade de France, which accommodates 80,000 spectators, was divided into hell and heaven.

One party sang in unison, with happy smiles on their faces.

One person was silent, his eyes slightly red.

The Italians' trip to this European Cup has entered a countdown.

On the green field.

The grassroots players did not admit defeat, they tried to cut off the Spanish team's ball contact.

Especially Zaza.

This kind of stupid-looking player has extremely strong mental attributes and is full of hard work.

Like an angry little bull, it plunged into the opponent's formation fiercely.

Didn't have any effect.

Under Li Kang's coordination, Spain eroded the Italian team bit by bit.

In the 95th minute of the game, the last minute of injury time.

Saul saw Li Kang's gesture, suddenly swiped the ball and passed it long to the frontcourt.

It feels great to play football without having to use your brain.

“The Italian pussy is so deep!”

"Leading to a disconnect between the midfield and the frontcourt!"

"Danger!"

"Beautiful, Spain penetrated again!"

The football flew past the center circle.

Isco got the ball ahead of De Rossi.

In a blink of an eye.

Real Madrid's young talent left the Roma veteran far behind.

Thirty meters area.

Chiellini and Barzagli quickly intercepted.

Isco moved around for a while.

Still can't get through it.

Snapped!

The ball was eventually kicked out of bounds by Bonucci, who came to help defend!

Beep! Beep beep~

The referee blew the whistle to end the game.

Spain 2:0 Italy!

Gun salute and fireworks!

Hysterical and crazy cheers washed over the Stade de France like a swift flood.

"For Italians, a rainy night in Saint-Denis is sad."

"The Iberian Armada has found a new helmsman, and the pride of the Apennines has long since perished."

"Perhaps in the next European Cup, we will no longer be able to see Buffon, Barzagli, De Rossi and others. They are all the founders of Italian football's glory ten years ago. We are fortunate to witness this scene and have a common experience. "

"There are always heroes who come late, and there are always young people who rush forward!"

"The 18-year-old genius midfielder Li Kang has opened a new page in the history of the European Cup."

"With his non-arrogant but rock-solid temperament, he directed the team to overcome obstacles all the way!"

"Let us bid farewell to Italy and congratulate Spain!"

Buffon raised his palms apologetically towards the stands where the Italian fans were.

This is the fourth European Cup for the Apennine goalkeeper.

Perhaps, there is no fifth term.

Italian bench.

Paris Saint-Germain goalkeeper Siligu looked a little frustrated.

He finally realized the bitterness of his predecessors such as Toldo, Antonioli, Abbiati, Amelia, Marchetti, De Sanctis, Palin, etc.

A legendary Buffon has left generations of outstanding Italian goalkeepers sitting on the bench.

Conte took a long time to adjust his mood, smiled and shook hands with Del Bosque, turned around and walked into the dark passage.

The national team couldn't find the answer he wanted.

After a long time.

The night wind blew the corner flag.

Li Kang and his teammates walked to the stands hand in hand to thank the Spanish fans who came from the expedition.

A muddy Italian goalkeeper jersey hung from his shoulder.

In comparison.

Even the surface of De Gea's sneakers is spotless.

"Why are you looking at me like that? It's because the opponent can't attack!"

"The national team's defense is better than Manchester United. What? England was eliminated by Iceland?"

Li Kang walked slowly off the green field.

The system prompt sounded quietly.

[Ding, congratulations on completing the task: Kill the "Italian football tradition"! ]

[Task receipt: In a few months, Conte will lead the tactical craze of the entire European continent, and then you will face a real challenge. If you don't form a partner with him. ]

[Congratulations on obtaining: European Tour·Platinum Treasure Box. ]

Conte can turn the civilian Italian midfield into gold.

If he is in charge of a Premier League giant with a complete lineup

Li Kang didn't think about it.

He was going to return to the national team's base to review the game carefully. The opponent's "three-center-back system" made him have many details that he couldn't understand for a while, such as: Zaza's appearance.

The platinum treasure box floated in front of him.

The system panel automatically emerged with the dazzling prize pool content.

[Balotelli's "Angel and Devil" module! ]

[Platini's "Final Protagonist" module! ]

[Trezeguet's "Golden Ball Winning" module! ]

[Schmeichel's "One Man Guarding the Gate" module! ]

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[Platinum Treasure Box is opening]

[Congratulations on getting: Villa's "Super Lob" module! ]

[He is Valdés's lifelong enemy. ]

[The cruelest moment, ended in the lightest way. ]

This chapter doesn't count, I can't write it for the time being.