Stop the ball ten meters away, the goal depends on Meng

"Su Changwei stepped in!"

"Su Changwei cummed!"

"This ball... Piorion!"

The two mediocre commentators roared happily, conveying their ecstasy to thousands of households.

If it weren't for the fact that the Chinese team has always been in the lead, their TV station's complaint hotline would have been busted long ago! -
"..."

Su Changwei, who had finished his kneeling celebration, did not stand up from the turf immediately.

Qin Sheng, who was closest, keenly noticed his abnormality. He quickly reached out to support him and asked about the situation in a low voice:
"Brother Wei, can I help you?"

With the help of his strength, Su Changwei finally stood up slowly. He moved his knees and felt a slight discomfort.

Robben's extraordinary skills require continuous changes of direction while dribbling the ball at high speed, and the burden on the joints... is still higher than that of Kaká and Robinho!
No wonder Luo has been dealing with injuries his whole life. Playing 45 games in a single season is already a career milestone!
——You know, Su Changwei played 36 times in the past season. This data is much more than Robben's average number of appearances per season!
"It's okay, Lao Qin."

Su Changwei waved his hand to him, then lowered his voice:
"Tell the others to focus on the right wing next and let me take a break."

He looked up at the time on the big screen.

There were less than 10 minutes left in the first half. Even if he stood motionless on the court, he would have to wait until the halftime break! -
"There's something wrong with this kid!"

The players in the Netherlands are all experienced players. Su Changwei just felt unnatural, and they noticed something strange.

What's more... the three leading players in the Dutch frontcourt - Robben, Robin van Persie, and Sneijder, are all famous old players in football!
As the saying goes, a long-term illness makes a good doctor, they are fully qualified to replace the Chinese team's medical team and recommend several special Dutch medicines to Su Changwei!
Sneijder raised the corners of his mouth slightly and raised his eyebrows at Robben on the right:

"Alger, you can't even compare to an injured young man, right?"

Robben smiled coldly:
"I heard that you only had one assist in Turkey this season. Has your passing level dropped too drastically?"

"tui!"

Sneijder spat viciously:
"Those people are worthy of me assisting them?"

"You should pay more attention to me, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to catch my scalpel pass!"
-
"Weige has already scored three goals, now we have to defend!"

Qin Sheng conveyed Su Changwei's instructions to his teammates. Although the backcourt felt a burst of pressure, the overall morale was slightly improved.

Although 3:1 is not particularly safe, as long as you throw out distractions and use the crowd tactics to defend with all your strength, the opponent, even Spain at its peak, will not be able to penetrate the Chinese team's city casually!

What's more... Su Changwei is still walking near the midline, how dare the Dutch team really ignore his existence? -
"After conceding the goal, the Dutch team launched a fierce counterattack. We were under great defensive pressure during this period!"

Although Liu Jianhong's commentary skills were average, his years of work experience at least allowed him to understand the game situation. At this moment, he frowned again.

Zhu Guanghu was so blessed at this moment that his soul suddenly enlightened:

"No need to worry too much."

"As long as the Dutch team still worries about Su Changwei's intimidation, they will definitely not dare to devote all their troops to the attack!"

"They have to arrange at least two or three players to prevent Su Changwei's counterattack. In this way, we can defend 10 from 7...the advantage is mine!"

The old coach was right, and the following game also confirmed his point of view.

In the 42nd minute, Robben cut in from the right side of the penalty area and shot, but this time his shot did not bypass the defender. The ball hit Feng Xiaoting impartially and was kicked out by him.

Before Su Changwei could turn around and accelerate, he was blocked by Indi and Verhacher, and he missed a great opportunity to counterattack!
Zhu Guanghu nodded repeatedly:
"Look, the initiative is still in our hands!"
-
Tens of millions of spectators had just put their hearts back in their stomachs when another change occurred on the field.

Seeing that the game had entered stoppage time, the Chinese team's medical team had returned to the locker room early, preparing to relax the muscles and relieve fatigue of the players who had worked hard for 45 minutes, but a sharp whistle sounded on the court.

Robben hugged his knee and cried in pain in the penalty area!
Netherlands captain Robin van Persie immediately led his teammates to surround the referee:
"Penalty! Penalty!"

The Chinese captain Sun Xiang standing next to him was desperately trying to defend himself to the referee:
"This is diving! What do you mean by diving? Qin Sheng, come here!"

Although Qin Sheng translated immediately, Malenko ignored his Northeastern English and resolutely showed the yellow card to Sun Xiang for the foul, and then pointed to the 12-yard point!The elated Van Persie stood at the penalty spot with the ball in his arms, and with an exquisite lob, he completely deceived the opposite Zeng Cheng!
2: 3!

The Dutch team pulls one back again!
The first half ended with the Chinese team leading 3:2, and the two sides entered the halftime break!
-
"Oh~No!"

Liu Jianhong let out a regretful sigh:

"The Dutch team deserves to be a top team. Even though Su Changwei scored three goals in the first half, they still didn't give up!"

"Every time the Chinese team widens the point difference to 2 points, the Dutch team will tenaciously narrow the gap!"

Zhu Guanghu is deeply worried about the Chinese team’s second half:
"The temperature at the scene is so hot and the humidity is so high. It is a severe test for each player's physical fitness. Can Su Changwei continue to play until the end?"

"If he is substituted, the one-goal lead... is not safe!"
-
"Weige, what do you want to eat?"

As soon as he entered the locker room, deputy team leader Xiao Hu came over eagerly.

He was holding a colorful fruit plate in his left hand, and with his right hand he was pointing at the steaks, pizzas, sandwiches, and even a bowl of sea cucumbers on the table...

Su Changwei glanced at the fruit plate:
"Eat some bananas. This won't make me have diarrhea again, right?"

Xiao Hupidianpidian followed him to the massage bed. With his right hand, he skillfully pierced a banana with a disposable fork and carefully put it into Su Changwei's mouth.

Originally, these tasks should be left to Su Changwei's four little maids, but considering the psychological endurance of other teammates, Su Changwei arranged the maids to stay with his parents to help take care of the elderly and children, and then come to serve him in the evening. Daily life……

Camacho watched eagerly as Su Changwei ate several bananas, drank another glass of hot water, and burped with satisfaction before he dared to speak:
"Ah Wei, in order to win the game, the Dutch team did not hesitate to use clumsy tactics to create points. How should we play in the second half?"

While Su Changwei lay on his back on the massage chair and relaxed his muscles, he turned to assistant coach Gallego and asked:
“How much distance did I cover in the first half?”

Gallego was stunned for a moment and quickly looked through the data provided by the technical staff:

"Just 2600 meters..."

Su Changwei nodded and then turned to Camacho:

"I think running another 2600 meters won't be a problem."

Unlike the game against Croatia, Su Changwei has been saving energy in today's game.

Moreover, in the last game, he activated two characteristics at the same time, frequently switching between the two target players Mandzukic and Pato. Today, there is only one Luo Laohan, and the physical energy consumption is not too great.

It was only because the weather in northeastern Brazil was too hot and humid that he felt a little tired.

He glanced in Gao Lin's direction and made another suggestion to Camacho:
"In the second half... I suggest that we strengthen the interception at the top of the penalty area and add another midfielder. As for the counterattack... you can leave it to me alone!"

Gao Lin lowered his eyes, looking a little disappointed.

But what could he do?

He played for 45 minutes in the first half and was almost useless. He could neither keep the ball at his feet nor get a header in front of the 1.8-meter-[-] De Vrij, even though Blind was not particularly tough. In front of the defense, his number of shots was exactly the same as goalkeeper Zeng Cheng!
Marshal Ka nodded repeatedly without thinking:

"I think exactly the same as you!"

He winked at Gallego:

"Go and notify Wu so that he can warm up and get ready to play!"

Gallego did not react for a moment:
"Which Wu? Wu Lei?"

Marshal Ka almost smashed the fruit plate on his head:

"Wu Xi!"

"Wu Lei, can he defend?" (End of Chapter)