Green Life

Vol 2 Chapter 12: Double Red Society (7)

   "Who is the 18th?" Pep asked the middle-aged man next to him. He has been coaching the Barcelona youth team this year, and he didn't pay much attention to the outside world. He couldn't help but ask when he watched the black-haired young man on TV.

  The middle-aged man is Barcelona's vice chairman Albert. Now Barcelona coach Rijkaard is not in the spotlight. Not surprisingly, the Barcelona star who is coaching the youth team next season will be in charge of the coach next season.

   For Guardiola, who is the best player, he has seen much more than others in the short ten minutes after Mark Qin came on the court.

  Albert shook the red wine glass and said, "Pep, don't keep staring at La Masia. This kid has gained fame in Britain these months, you don't even know."

   Guardiola shook his head and watched the black-haired boy on the TV launch another attack from the midfield.

Gerrard hasn't touched the ball for a few minutes. This is a bit unbelievable in the past. The ball is mostly passed back and forth in the midfield of his own side. Since he is back at the right midfielder, he didn't think much about it. Maybe Beni Tes has a new arrangement.

When it’s fast, if no one brakes, the whole team will panic, unnaturally fast. If you slow down, you want the team to get up again, but it’s not that easy. This is also the reason why Makqin slowed down in the backcourt. Playing quickly disrupted, judging from the first half, they could not beat Manchester United's trident.

Now this kind of advancement is Liverpool’s opportunity. As soon as he passed the ball to Alonso, he ran behind him and prepared to catch the ball. Alonso looked at the frontcourt. Without a chance, Tevez pushed from behind. When he came up, he had to pass it back to Makeqin.

He and Mascherano fell a few feet not far from Tevez, but Tevez didn’t rob it. Just don’t grab it. He made an arc with his left foot and paid the favor on the left. Rick's hands.

This time Rooney switched to the right and returned to defense. Enrique handed it to Mark Qin who came to pick up before him. Anderson stared closely behind him. With his back heel knocked, the ball came to the horse that came to pick up. At the feet of Scherano, Anderson had to press on again.

   Mascherano gave Alonso who had passed the half-court lap, Hargreaves ran up and Alonso made a diagonal push!

  How can a two-man midfielder defend three people in the midfield of the position?

  Slow is to paralyze Manchester United's mobility!

"Makqin, he suddenly jumped in and received a diagonal pass from Alonso. He was in the position of the ribs in the 30-meter area..." Zhan Jun immediately raised his voice. In the past ten minutes, Liverpool fell the ball to him. I'm almost out of passion.

  Ferguson chuckled in his heart, and finally knew what this kid was going to do. Regardless of his manners, he ran along the sidelines for more than ten meters and shouted, "Stop him, damn, stop him!"

   Makeqin's position is the left midfielder. His defenders are Rooney and the right back Brown, who returned to the defense from the perspective of responsibility. Seeing Maqin catching the ball in the dangerous area, the two men ran towards him frantically.

  Enrique rushed forward, Kuyt crazily slipped into the flank area behind Brown, and Hargreaves rushed in frantically.

   He didn't run with the ball, he didn't have the ability to go straight into the penalty area to complete his personal performance like Ronaldo. He carried the ball at a constant speed, waiting...

   Kuytra left Ferdinand, Torres pulled Vidic to the previous point, right now!

He made a gesture to pass directly to the gap behind Brown. All the attention of Manchester United was deceived to Enrique and Kuyt. His right foot was on the right side of the ball halfway, and the bow of his left foot slammed in. The lower part of the ball.

   "Makqin, shoot...no, pass..."

   The ball flew into the air, went straight into the penalty area, and then drew a rapid inswing arc, bypassing Torres and Vidic’s heads, away from the goal, spinning back to the far post, and then falling quickly!

   Gerrard ran slowly into the penalty area when Mark Qin rushed in with the ball. The point after the scramble was his usual routine of playing right forward. He also thought that Mark Qin was going to the wing and then crossed.

   When he saw the ball flying, his brain exploded. He drove to the maximum speed like crazy, and rushed to the back post. Evra had already received the position of the small penalty area, saw the ball coming, and hurriedly backed up and jumped.

   With a muffled "bang", Gerrard charged up. He couldn't stop him. Evra only felt a train hit him hard from the back, and his internal organs rolled over.

Gerrard is like a heavy bomber, leaping high, inhaling and contracting his abdomen, facing the rapidly coming ball, twisting his chest and back, just like a big Peng spreading his wings, hitting his forehead fiercely. The ball...

   "Boom~~, 唰~~", the two sounds sounded almost simultaneously, showing the speed of the ball!

   Van der Sar only had time to turn his head and watched a white light flash across...

   "Boom...", "Ah...", "Hula...", the stands were really in the earthquake, countless fans jumped up and cheered.

   "Gerald...Goal~~~~~~~~" McManaman yelled frantically, this old handsome guy is now a successful investor, and he rarely sees him so gaffe.

   "Gerard...header~~~~~, the goal is in~~~, Liverpool equalized, the red captain, the head hammer broke!" Zhan Jun shouted.

   Xiu danced happily, haha, Benitez, Ferguson, the Double Red Club has just begun!

   "Ah~~, Mark Qin assisted~~~", the MKQ18 group shouted and it became lively.

   Guardiola stood up all of a sudden, shaking with excitement, clutching the middle-aged man beside him, "Albert, buy him, buy him, buy him..."

  Ferguson chewed the gum quickly, his cheeks flushed, shit...

   Benitez waved his arm fiercely. Just now he had doubts about his decision to replace him. Why did Makqin play like a defensive midfielder? habit? Or did I not explain clearly?

   Then the goal came, and he had to go back and study the video carefully...

   "Ah~~~", Gerrard staggered, and immediately turned around and ran towards the corner flag, slid deeply far away, and lay on the ground with open arms, laughing.

  All the players on the field rushed away like they were attracted by a magnet, one on his body, Anfield, only the red flame can rise!

   The mountain peaks burst, the sea water poured in, and the lava erupted. That was the unyielding war song of tens of thousands of fans...

   There is no one who can be wild here, because this is the realm of the emperor!

"Whatagoal~", Peterson breathed a sigh of relief and said in admiration: "I just thought I saw Arsenal. I don't remember how many feet Liverpool passed from the backcourt to the frontcourt and then finally scoring a goal. But this is not The Liverpool we are familiar with, Ferguson must have a headache~"

  Ferguson really has a headache. He is entangled in who to change. Damn, this kid completely emptied right back Brown, became a back midfielder, and suddenly punched his two defensive midfielders.

   He shook his head, turned around and said, "Let Carrick go to warm up"

Rooney akimbo looked at Mark Qin who was talking and laughing with Gerrard. He didn't know what he felt. He was trying to chase back just now. Like everyone else, he focused on the sidewalk showing the gap. He was murderous and went straight to Longquan.

   The young man who became famous looked at Maekqin who was younger than himself, and he felt a little old~, shook his head, got rid of the messy thoughts, and said to Ronaldo who came by: "Why do you have to attack?"

Benayoun got dressed and sat on the bench. They also got up to celebrate just now, but as soon as they sat down, their complexion became a little ugly. The person who replaced him behaved well and no one would be happy. Especially when he was replaced by a bad situation.

"There are nearly twenty minutes left in the game. Now the two sides are back to the same starting line. The process is really moving. Maqin created a goal when he came up. He deserves to be a super substitute, the prince of Anfield." After Zhan Jun celebrated in Liverpool Said.

   Weber looked at his watch and signaled to the Liverpool players that it took a long time to celebrate, urging them to quickly sit down and start the ball again.

   Manchester United are a bit at a loss now, they don't know who should be watching Maqin, but this kid is too active, so there is no limit.

  Liverpool followed Manchester United's ball, and it pressed up like a tide, and Mark Qin pressed down on his side Anderson and Brown.

   The ball passed back twice and reached Ferdinand’s feet. Kuyt ran towards him at full power and Ferdinand made another pass to Brown on the right.

   Brown received the ball many times in the first half and lost the ball with a big foot. This was specially arranged by Liverpool's frontcourt oppressive strategy to prevent their central defender from picking up the ball and letting Brown, who was inaccurate in long passes.

   This is still the case.

   Brown just stopped the ball and saw Mark Qin coming over. The line of Maqin's oppression is a bit different from Benayoun. Benayoun presses from the inside to the sideline, leaving room for Brown to pass the ball outside.

And the route that Maqin runs vaguely oppresses his outside line, because he knows that Ronaldo is in front, and he cuts the route of Ronaldo, and short passes to the midfield are made by Mascherano and Anderson. The threat was much smaller than Ronaldo, and he couldn't pass the long pass to Rooney.

   So many game content and choices on the field are far from being reflected by the cold scores, assists, and passing success rate data. Every choice of each player affects the trend of the game.

Having lost the opportunity to deal with the ball inertially, the honest man Brown doesn’t know how to choose. Short passes are a bit dangerous. Long passes are a bit dangerous. He has no confidence in long passes. Seeing Mark Qin press over on the sideline, he immediately swings his legs and pretends to open his big feet. Want to smash the ball and take a step inside and then take the ball.

   But his movement range is really a bit big, the speed will be slower, most central defenders have this problem, unfortunately, Brown is also a central defender, playing right back is a pure cameo.

Mark Qin saw that your fake action was a bit too fake~www.readwn.com~ The speed is so slow, who believes you are going to kick your feet~, he does not slow down, does not turn back, and rushes more firmly. Prepare to steal the ball.

   Brown was a little panicked when Maqin didn't turn his back, but accelerated forward. Now he doesn't drive with a big foot or spiks, and finally kicks the ball softly with inertia.

   Mark Qin took advantage of the situation and stretched his foot to block, relying on his forward momentum, the ball swished behind Brown.

  Fuck, there’s this good thing. He doesn’t slow down, pulls Brown away with one hand, turns and wants to hold his right hand, so he gallops away...

   "Boom...GoGoGo, Mark, our prince...", there was a tsunami in the stands.

Ferguson has asked the assistant coach to prepare for a substitution. Now he is pulling Carrick on the side of the coach to arrange tactics. In this way, he suddenly heard the shouts on the stadium and looked up in surprise, just in time to see Mark Qin pull away. A scene where Brown's hand gallops away.

   He threw off the tactical board the assistant coach gave him in anger!

   "Makqin, he stole the ball..., Brown handled the ball too procrastinately~, he drove the ball straight to the penalty area..., a good chance, three-on-two, now there are only two central defenders in the penalty area"

Mark Qin ran in front, and Brown chased desperately behind him. Because he turned slowly and was two positions behind, he now felt a kind of fear. It was afraid of the angry eyes and people wishing to find a way to pierce through. Saliva...

   Cristiano Ronaldo looked depressed in the midfield at Mark Qin, who drove the ball into the penalty area. FK, what's the matter, wouldn't it be possible to pass a ball to himself, this can be interrupted?

   Before the game, he vowed to score a goal. He hasn't done much since the game, and he has already started to get anxious, but the ten minutes is so strong that he can't make it...

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