It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 264 Inheriting the Street Where the Dutch Team Sleeps
"France 1:0 Netherlands, the Orange Tulip Army suffered a serious blow."

"Although they also threatened the French team's goal twice, both times were long-range shots. They were like a drop in the ocean when facing the French team's defense."

"They seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and every move they made was extremely awkward."

"On the other hand, although the French team made some small mistakes, they were able to put the Netherlands into a passive position thanks to their smooth coordination and Charles's excellent personal ability."

"In terms of teamwork, the two teams may be evenly matched, but in terms of individual player ability, the Dutch team is more or less inferior."

“It’s easier to give up everything than people think; the hard part is getting started.”

"Now that France has opened their scoring account, the question is whether the Dutch can keep up the high spirits."

Domenegue jumped up excitedly.

"Haha, I knew the Dutch team couldn't beat us!"

The assistant teacher hugged Domenegue carefully, "Yes, yes, yes."

Looking at the anxious head coach of the Dutch team, Domenegue pretended to remain calm and maintained the demeanor of a master.

"I told you to prepare in advance, but you didn't believe me. You pushed and pulled. Otherwise, we would have scored faster and we wouldn't have been threatened by them twice."

The teaching assistant scratched his head helplessly.

"I really didn't think of this. I thought magic was enough. I even read a lot of magic books."

Seeing that the teaching assistant finally realized his mistake, Domenegue stopped looking stern and began to speak earnestly, "This is Africa, not Europe. All magic and theories must be combined with reality. With our current understanding of these mysteries, we cannot completely find a grand unified theory."

The teaching assistant humbly seeks advice.

He will be a coach in a club in the future, so the more he can learn, the better.

"That's what you said."

Domenegue continued, "So in unfamiliar places, we can use a combination of many different magical methods to help us."

"Although things like the Tui Bei Tu are still too profound, I have already understood the simplified version of Feng Shui theory."

"Remember what I told you last night? From the perspective of the Five Elements in the I Ching, the current Five Elements are earth and gold, not fire. The Five Elements and directions (referring to the directions of the twelve Earthly Branches in the I Ching) in the Southern Hemisphere are different from those in the Northern Hemisphere, so adjustments have to be made."

The teaching assistant nodded and took note.

Domenegue continued, “Green Point has Table Mountain behind it, with the mountains on the left and right, and the Atlantic Ocean in front of it.”

"But the location of the Green Point Stadium is not chosen where the true energy gathers. It is too far forward, and the Jili is greatly reduced. It is not suitable for the Dragon's True Cave."

"Look at those mountains again. The vegetation is worse. There are only small jungles on the mountains, which lack vitality. The left side of the protective sand extends too far inward, affecting the gathering of true energy."

The teaching assistant began to panic, "So what should we do?"

Domenegue held his head high with confidence.

"Hmph - I have already completed all the tasks last night. Go to the locker room and find my bag and rearrange the copper coins in it according to the diagram I drew."

"Remember, this is very important. If you put it wrong, our and the Netherlands' feng shui fortunes are likely to be reversed!"

The teaching assistant nodded quickly, "I will definitely do it well."

After saying that, he immediately ran towards the player tunnel.

At this time, the goalkeeper coach looked at Domenegue uneasily.

"If it's so important, what if he really is wrong?"

Foreigners are actually not completely ignorant of Feng Shui.

In January of this year, Owen, who had always wanted to participate in this year's World Cup, received advice from cricket legend Boycott and the contact information of some Feng Shui masters.

The reason why he advocates Feng Shui so much is because Feng Shui helped him cure cancer and helped him many times in his career.

Then The Sun went even further and directly agreed to the article published by British Feng Shui expert Eddie Lui.

Eddie Lui finally posted it and gave 6 Feng Shui suggestions.

Domeneg laughed out loud. "Haha, I just think he's too nervous. I want to help him relieve some of the pressure. In fact, I've already set up the real core formation in the hotel. There won't be any problems."

On the field.

Heitinga, Mathijsen and others gathered together.

De Zeeuw lowered his head. “I tried really hard just now, but he still knocked me over.”

Van Persie couldn't help but choked: "Everyone knows that he is a glass man, how can he have such great strength? It's obvious that you didn't use your full strength. Your 'De Zeeuw Spin' really made me laugh."

Van Bronckhorn quickly grabbed Van Persie.

"Okay, stop talking. He didn't do it on purpose. Besides, even if he is made of glass, I haven't seen many people who can defend against him."

Van Persie was held back, but Heitinga was not.

"Then what's wrong with you? You fell to the ground and don't want to get up. Are you the same as the Korean team? Do you need us to remind you?"

De Zewu's are all turning green.

"You keep talking about me. That's all you know how to do. Don't you see what kind of person you are? You're so awesome, why haven't you successfully defended him?"

"And you, your offense is like constipation, one has diarrhea and the other has constipation, so don't blame anyone else!"

Van Persie and Heitinga raised their fists and asked, "Say it again?"

Mattison came over directly, his face grim, "Then what are you? Can't you poop?"

Van Bron was so confused, "Quickly, open your mouth, what are you doing? We are still competing. What are you talking about? You are constipated and have diarrhea. If you are constipated, use a suppository, and if you have diarrhea, take antidiarrheal medicine!"

He doesn't want to be the captain of the Dutch team at all.

Later he would check if there were any electric batons, iron rods, wooden sticks, and of course, nunchakus in his teammates' lockers.

If this continues, he will start to wonder if he will age 10 years older.

The Dutch goalkeeper threw the ball out with an expressionless face.

"Have you finished pooping?"

On the other side, the French players watched the internal strife in the Netherlands with great interest.

Benzema patted Charles, "What are they talking about?"

Ribery also came over curiously, "Are they arguing?"

"No," Charles shook his head, "They are homesick, so they are asking who has tulip perfume."

Instantly, everyone burst out laughing.

Madrid's most fashionable man said regretfully, "It's a pity that I don't have tulip perfume, otherwise I would spray it on right now to give him a hometown feeling."

"In fact, you can pretend to be a big windmill and spin around in front of them. That should also help alleviate their homesickness."

Ribery said with a smile.

Charles couldn't help but laugh, "Let's send them back today, so they can go home and we can stay in the hotel!"

That's right, the French Football Association did something weird and didn't think the French team would make it to the World Cup finals, so they booked the hotel until the semi-finals. No wonder they were able to stay in such a luxurious hotel, it turned out that they paid for it with their stay.

The key point is that all the hotels in Johannesburg have been fully booked. If they win this game, they can just take over the Dutch team's hotel.

If I lose... I will have to pack up and go home overnight.

But Malouda poured cold water on it.

"No, that won't work. The Dutch team's hotel is booked until the 5th, which means their hotel room will expire after the quarter-finals. If FIFA can't find a hotel, we will have to sleep on the street with them."

Fortunately, Benzema is very optimistic.

"It's okay, we can inherit the street where they sleep."

……

The Dutch team's infighting soon ended and the game resumed.

After the Netherlands team kicked off, in the process of passing the ball back, facing the pressure from Charles and others, Heitinga could only pass the ball back to the goalkeeper.

It’s not that he didn’t dare to take action, it’s just that Charles’ presence in this game was too strong.

He was like a ventilator, controlling the tempo of the entire field while allowing the French team to breathe more oxygen and be more energetic. The Dutch team, under his control, especially within his control range, was almost suffocating.

He swore that he had studied hard in the tactical analysis class, but there are some things that you can only understand their horror after experiencing them personally.

This may be the feeling of oppression from the world's top players.

Ster took a look at the situation in front of the penalty area and finally had no choice but to continue kicking the ball.

Sneijder rushed towards the landing point of the ball as soon as possible. At the same time, four French players quickly gathered around him.

Sneijder jumped up quickly and headed the ball, but Van Persie behind him had already been pulled back by Abidal.

All the French players who were originally marking Sneijder turned around and kept their targets on Van Persie.

Van Persie reluctantly passed the ball back to Sneijder, while at the same time, Charles was quietly approaching.

Just when Sneijder stopped the ball on his chest and wanted to pass it back again, Charles quietly started from behind him again and directly intercepted the ball.

Robben quickly turned around and tried to block his passing route, but the defensive player is always one step slower than the offensive player at the beginning. He had just thought of this when the ball had already been transferred to Ribery's feet.

While Ribery was running with the ball, Charles was not idle either. Instead, he ran faster than Ribery.

not good!

It's this familiar rhythm again.

Mathijsen, Van Bronckhorn and others hurried back to defense. Van Bommel looked at Ribery who was getting faster and faster, and finally gritted his teeth and fell to the ground to make a tackle.

Ribery quickly pushed the ball forward and it skipped over his legs.

Before he could get up, the ball came to Charles' feet again.

De Zewu almost fainted when he saw this scene.

So familiar, this scene is so familiar.

He rushed forward quickly, and Van Bron also rushed to the front, trying to restrict Charles from front and back.

However, Charles did not slow down at all. Just when Van Bronckhorn rushed in front of him, he knocked the ball back with his heel and turned around quickly.

De Zewu reacted immediately, and just as he was about to speed up the soup, a blue figure flashed past him.

He immediately stretched out his foot, but this was just what Charles wanted.

The ball quickly passed between De Zeeuw's legs and Diaby, who was not far away, successfully caught the ball.

Without any more adjustments, Diaby took the ball and rubbed it.

The ball quickly passed through the Dutch penalty area and headed straight forward.

Ribery jumped without hesitation. At the same time, Van Bommel, who was right next to him, became ruthless and rushed directly towards Ribery.

Charles quickly tightened the penalty area. Ribery was disturbed and had no strength, so the ball rolled over softly.

In an instant, there was chaos in the Dutch team's penalty area. Benzema, who was tightly held by Heitinga and Mathijsen, wanted to squeeze out of the small penalty area but failed, while other Dutch players also rushed towards the ball from all directions.

Charles quickly tapped the ball with his left foot, avoiding Kuyt's foot, and then used his calf to exert force secretly.

In the chaos, before the Dutch players could fully react, Charles had already launched a sudden attack.

Benzema forced his way out, whirled around in the traffic, dodged countless malicious feet, and forced a shot.

Bularuz and Heitinga stretched their feet, but it was unclear who blocked the ball.

The originally chaotic large penalty area turned into a chaotic small penalty area, and Ribery once again passed the ball.

Malouda, who was near the baseline, received the ball and made another inverted triangle pass, and this time, Charles also rushed in.

In milliseconds, the ball was getting closer and closer, everyone's eyes were on the ball, and everything seemed to be in slow motion.

At this time, Charles stood at the front point where there were fewer players and hooked the ball from the side!
Hao Ge was about to put down his pen with great enthusiasm, but outside the door there was only a vast expanse of empty space.

I wish to learn from Fu Jiezi of the north, who went out to kill the King of Loulan in one go.

"call out--"

Ster quickly stood up, and the Green Point Stadium, which seemed to be under a spell of stillness, began to boil again.

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of people, the ball passed over the Dutch players in the small penalty area and went straight into the blind corner.

At the same time, Ste touched the ground with his left foot and flew towards the ball like Chang'e flying to the moon.

"boom--"

The ball brushed past Ster's fingertips and flew directly over the goal line from the blind corner of the goal.

The moment it fell to the ground, Ster's outstretched hand dropped down helplessly.

He flew, but in the end he did not fly through time.

He could only watch helplessly as the ball brushed past his fingers and went in.

If his arms were longer, could he have blocked the ball?
Sturt didn't know the answer.

All he knew was that the Netherlands team's ticket to the World Cup final was getting further and further away from him.

The Dutch fans in the stadium were all in tears.

The orange tulips bloomed beautifully in South Africa, but they had the misfortune of meeting the French team.

After thirty-two years, the title of the uncrowned king is almost branded on their heads.

There is no eternal night in the world, and there is no eternal winter in the world.

But why hasn’t the Dutch team’s winter passed yet?

Are their tulips really going to wither here?

(End of this chapter)