The first tumor in football

Chapter 15: Back-to-back singles against Song Wen
Zhang Yuning's corner shot turned the entire football field into a library.

After seeing Zhang Yuning dribbling past the goalkeeper, the fans in the audience were ready to cheer, but a mouthful of phlegm got stuck in their throats, and several fans almost suffocated to death on the spot.

In this extremely quiet environment, a laugh seemed particularly eye-catching.

"Hahahaha!"

Zhang Yuning was feeling embarrassed at first, but when he heard the undisguised laughter, he turned his head subconsciously.

An Ipswich player wearing the No. 11 jersey was laughing so hard outside the penalty area that he couldn't straighten his back.

This blatant ridicule made Zhang Yuning's old face turn red instantly. He opened his mouth and was about to curse, but suddenly he saw the other party suddenly run away.

Zhang Yuning was slightly stunned, then he remembered that the ball he had just shot from the corner had not gone out of bounds!

Chambers got the ball and kicked it out with a long pass, finding McGoldrick who was already in form.

Big Black had a thick beard on his chin, which was now soaked with sweat and tangled together in a sticky way.

But this did not affect his current state.

On the contrary, he has never felt as full of fighting spirit as he does now in this season.

McGoldrick dribbled the ball all the way and subconsciously turned his head to look for Song Wen who was always able to provide support from the side, but this time, he did not see the wind-like figure.

Song Wen has once again entered the state of walking and accumulating energy.

The Chinese national football team has changed its tactics, and Zhang Yuning's one-on-one shot just now also gave Song Wen a warning.

With the team leading 3-0, it was clear that he no longer needed to play the role of a striker.

So he moved his position slightly and became a midfielder again.

When McGoldrick saw Song Wen's position lagging behind, he instantly understood his intention.

At this time, four Chinese national team players had already returned to defense, so it was obviously impossible to launch a quick counterattack.

However, if we try to organize the attack too forcefully, it will give the Chinese national team new opportunities.

McGoldrick slowed down and passed the ball back to Song Wen's feet, while waiting for his teammates to follow up.

After getting the ball, Song Wen was not in a hurry, but started to pass the ball with his teammates.

With a three-to-zero lead, it is the Chinese national football team that should be anxious.

But the Chinese national team players didn't know whether it was because they had lost all morale or were physically exhausted. When they were clearly behind, they did not choose to press high up the field. They just let Ipswich penetrate and advance, and soon reached the front of the Chinese national team's penalty area.

Song Wen received a pass from his teammate at the corner of the penalty area, and full-back Mei Fang slowly followed.

Fan Zhiyi, who was watching this scene in the live broadcast room, shook his head repeatedly.

"Hey, this guy, are you going to rush him? Why are you standing so far away?"

As soon as Fan Zhiyi finished speaking, Song Wen had already raised his foot and passed the ball to the middle!
The ball drew a beautiful arc in the penalty area!

And McGoldrick in the penalty area had already rushed up and jumped high!
The ball grew bigger in McGoldrick's pupils.

He could swear that he had never received such a comfortable pass!
It seemed like he was not the one looking for the ball, but the ball was looking for his head!
"boom!"

The bald head of Big Black had a close and intimate contact with the ball!
Until he collided with the ball, McGoldrick felt more and more the exquisiteness of this pass.

This time, he didn't even need to exert any strength, he just relied on the counterattack force to go straight to the blind spot of the goal! !
Yan Junling leaped up and dived with almost all his strength!
"Beep beep beep!"

The whistle blew! The score changed again!
"The ball...goes in...four to zero. The game is in the 65th minute. With an assist from Song Wen, McGoldrick once again breaks through the Chinese national team's goal with a header!"

Zhan Jun tried his best to control his emotions because his emotions at the moment were too complicated.

He had never seen a game so bizarre before, so he was naturally very excited.

But he was also worried about hurting the fans' feelings and causing unnecessary misunderstandings, so he spoke in a rhythmic way, sometimes excited and sometimes regretful. But Coach Fan obviously didn't think so much.

"Look at this. What is he kicking? Look at Song Wen. After he received the ball, he stopped, looked, and then passed the ball. Look at Mei Fang who was defending him. He looked, looked, and then stretched his foot. Where did he stretch his foot? He stretched his foot three meters away! Do your feet have three meters? If you give him such a big passing space, I can also pass the ball in!"

He sighed.

"I'm serious. You're all scolding Song Wen, I think you really should thank him. Fortunately, this is a friendly match. If this was a formal match, I can't even imagine how you would have played like this against a Korean or a Japanese."

After hearing Fan Zhiyi's words, Zhan Jun also nodded and said:
"This player played really well today. He has scored three goals and one assist so far. We must find a way to target him and not let him continue like this."

Although Zhan Jun also felt embarrassed for the Chinese national football team, he couldn't empathize with them after all.

At this time, the mentality of the Chinese national football players has completely changed as the score was rewritten again.

From the indignation at the beginning, to the fury after losing one goal, to the humiliation after losing two goals, to the dejection after losing three goals, and now to the numbness of four to zero.

The development of the game obviously exceeded everyone's expectations. The faces of the eleven Chinese national team players on the field were all red and swollen without exception.

Yan Junling took the ball out of the goal slightly numbly and looked up at the time.

Sixty-five minutes.

Not counting injury time, he still had to endure twenty-five minutes of torture.

Since the start of the second half, Ipswich has scored three goals in just twenty minutes.

If we calculate like this, we might really be beaten 7-0 today!

Thinking of this, Yan Junling became a little anxious.

As the goalkeeper, I will definitely be the first one to be scolded for conceding so many goals.

This also made him the only one in the entire team who still had the energy to shout.

"come on! Come on!!"

No one responded to Yan Junling's encouragement.

The game continued and Zhang Yuning stood on the midfield line for the fourth time in the second half.

During this period, both Ipswich and the Chinese national team made a substitution to adjust the players' physical strength.

The player who just came on for the Chinese national team is midfielder Sun Ke.

He plays more as an attacking midfielder, and it is obvious that Lippi is ready to give it a try.

Sun Ke had just come on the court and he felt the pressure was already overwhelming.

To be honest, if possible, he would rather sit on the sidelines until the end of the 90 minutes.

If he is asked to take the field in this situation, he will have to take the blame if he fails to get things done.

"Sun Ke!"

Zheng Zhi's shout pulled Sun Ke back from his thoughts.

As soon as he came to his senses, he saw Zheng Zhi standing on the sidelines throwing the ball towards him.

Sun Ke, who hadn't reacted yet, subconsciously caught it with his dominant right foot and turned around gracefully.

This scene made Song Wen, who was following behind Sun Ke, stunned for a moment.

"Good boy! Are you going to attack me from behind?!"

(End of this chapter)