The first tumor in football

Chapter 7 Did he come to England from northern Myanmar?
Wang Yao stared at the computer screen intently, and felt his heart begin to beat wildly. He almost had a cerebral thrombosis.

He let out a long sigh and mentally told himself to calm down.

This kind of software often reports wrong scores, just wait a while...

However, until the live animation showed that the Chinese national football team kicked off again, the final score remained unchanged!
In an instant, Wang Yao's face turned pale.

You know, he wrote a lot of things that were wrong in the article he just wrote.

The key point is not to scold Song Wen harshly. After all, even if the Chinese national football team loses, Song Wen will still be scolded to death by the fans.

The key point is that he also praised the Chinese national football team a lot.

He also made a prediction about the final score, and wrote with absolute certainty that the Chinese national football team would win a big victory!
The cell phone rang. Looking at the word "Editor-in-Chief" displayed on the screen, Wang Yao answered the call in a daze.

Because of Wang Yao’s article, their self-media company’s account received thousands of reports and complaints in just two minutes, causing the account to be temporarily locked and turned into a blocked state.

You should know that this national football match has become a very popular topic. As a self-media company whose main service content is football information, the loss will be huge if the account is blocked at this time.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Yao stared at the computer screen for a while, feeling a surge of inexplicable anger.

"cnm! Eleven people are still able to lose the ball when fighting against ten people. Are they kicking you?!"

He quickly opened the live broadcast page, and without thinking, scanned the code to activate his membership.

No matter what, he wanted to die with a clear mind.

At this time, the first half of the game between the two sides was over, and the score was Ipswich 1:0 China.

Wang Yao dragged the progress bar and dragged the game back to forty-five minutes.

Regular time has ended and the two sides are still tied at 0:0. The time in the upper right corner shows that there are only two minutes of injury time.

The Chinese national team also launched fierce attacks around Ipswich's penalty area.

The game passed by minute by minute. When the time came to 46 minutes and 30 seconds, the Chinese national team took a corner kick. Wang Yao looked at the time again. He couldn't understand how the Chinese national team lost the ball with less than 30 seconds left.

The ball flew in the air, passed Gao Linsmann's head, and landed on Wu Lei's head!

"Wu Lei! Header! This header was too straight! The goalkeeper punched it right away!"

Along with the sound of drums coming from the live radio, Zhan Jun's voice also sounded a little impatient.

The ball flew in the air and before it hit the ground, there was a chaotic scramble for it among the crowd.

McGoldrick, who had retreated to the penalty area to defend, relied on his tall and strong physique to force Wu Xi away and kicked the ball out with his big foot!

This move was originally just an attempt to clear the ball. The match time was about to end, and as long as the ball was kicked out, the Chinese national team would not have time to launch a second attack.

However, as luck would have it, the ball flew towards Song Wen who was on the periphery.

At this time, behind Song Wen, there were only two defenders of the Chinese national team, Feng Xiaoting and Jiang Zhipeng.

Jiang Zhipeng rushed over immediately, trying to compete with Song Wen for a header, while Feng Xiaoting, who was equally experienced, had already started to retreat in order to block Song Wen's route in advance after he got the ball.

Song Wen knew that there was not much time left in the game, and this might be the best chance in the first half.

After walking for 45 minutes, the head coach McCarthy's dissatisfied shouts would occasionally jump into Song Wen's ears. If he continued to stroll, he might not even have a chance to play in the second half.

Just as the ball was about to fall, Jiang Zhipeng had already held Song Wen's body tightly.

Naturally, he had been paying attention to this arrogant boy. He knew that his physical fitness was not very good, but his footwork and flexibility seemed to be very good.

He had actually seen Zheng Zhi almost get knocked down. At this time, the first half of the game was almost over, and in Jiang Zhipeng's plan, it was not impossible for him to break the rules when necessary.

As soon as he touched Song Wen's body, Jiang Zhipeng felt like he had hit a ball of cotton.

If we use something he is more familiar with as an analogy, sea cucumbers seem to be more appropriate.

It was soft and sticky, giving him a feeling of being unable to exert any strength.

He originally wanted to push the other person away with his body, but Song Wen was like an old man practicing Tai Chi in the park. His body swayed but he did not lose his balance at all.

Seeing that he couldn't hold his position anymore and Song Wen in front of him had already jumped up, Jiang Zhipeng had no choice but to stretch out his hands.

With both feet off the ground, a slight push can make the person flip over.

Song Wen's body did indeed pounce forward, directly deviating from the ball's trajectory.

But soon, there was a burst of incredible exclamations from the whole audience!

Because Song Wen made way, the ball hit Jiang Zhipeng in the chest. The referee took a deep breath and was about to call a foul when a foot suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Zhipeng like a ghost.

It was as if Song Wen had eyes behind him. He lightly kicked the ball with his heel and it flew directly over Jiang Zhipeng's head!
Song Wen, who seemed to have lost his balance, turned around and rushed behind Jiang Zhipeng at the first moment!

At this moment, the sea cucumber's energy that had been accumulated for forty-five minutes completely exploded!

Jiang Zhipeng had just turned around when he felt a gust of wind blowing past him. He didn't even have time to react and grab the other person's arm to interfere!
"Hey! This ball is amazing!" Fan Zhiyi, who had been silent, said in the live broadcast, "This guy's body balance ability is a bit terrifying! And this speed! Jiang Zhipeng was left behind, and now there is only Feng Xiaoting in front of him!"

After Song Wen activated the full speed of the sea cucumber mode, he directly shocked Feng Xiaoting who was still returning to defense.

He originally wanted to intercept the opponent's advance route directly, but now he found that if he did not squeeze to the right side earlier, he would most likely be overtaken by the opponent!

Seeing Feng Xiaoting running towards him, Song Wen directly chose to take the ball to the bottom line.

This gives the opponent the illusion that he is waiting for his teammates to pass the ball.

After running wildly, Feng Xiaoting landed breathlessly, staring at the ball at Song Wen's feet.

On the other hand, Song Wen, after a long run, seemed as if nothing had happened, without blushing or beating his heart. He began to slow down the pace, taking small steps forward with the ball on the edge of the penalty area, forcing Feng Xiaoting to follow him to the baseline, but suddenly he made a sideways move in the opposite direction to create space.

Jiang Zhipeng finally rushed to the position and Song Wen raised his right foot slightly, giving Feng Xiaoting and Jiang Zhipeng the illusion that he was going to pass the ball. After raising his foot three times in a row, Song Wen suddenly pulled the ball back with his left foot, inducing Feng Xiaoting to steal the ball, and suddenly moved the outside of his foot forward, and the ball went directly under Feng Xiaoting's crotch!
Feng Xiaoting subconsciously wanted to close his legs, but it was too late. Looking at Song Wen passing by him, he subconsciously wanted to reach out and grab him, but then he remembered that this was in the restricted area.

With his confused thoughts, Feng Xiaoting's steps also became disordered. He tripped and fell to the ground.

On the other side, Jiang Zhipeng stretched out his foot but failed to touch the ball. In order to prevent a foul in the penalty area, he had to retract his foot!

Song Wen went straight through the gap between the two people!
Yan Junling had no choice but to take the initiative at this time. The moment he saw Song Wen's right foot turn inside out, he tried his best to open his arms and slide down to prevent the opponent from passing the ball through the small door under his crotch.

However, Song Wen changed his steps again!
From the inner instep to the toes, just a light lift! !

The football drew a beautiful parabola and flew over Yan Junling's head. Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, it rolled lightly into the goal!

For a moment, the entire Olympic Sports Center was silent!

“The ball…goes in!!!”

Zhan Jun's incredible voice rang out, followed by a long silence, and then Fan Zhiyi's sigh rang out.

"This kid is full of fake moves, so deceptive! Did he come to England from northern Myanmar?"

In the live broadcast room, the barrage of comments instantly exploded at this moment!
(End of this chapter)