Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 523 Lord of the Rings' Prestige
The commentator Crome yelled loudly as soon as the football hit the net. In fact, he was still very disappointed. After all, no one wants to see the team they support fall behind at home.

After scoring the goal, Joel Luka cheered and ran towards Mo Fei. He wanted to celebrate the goal with Mo Fei. Pigs can score against such a huge empty goal.But he found that Mo Fei, who was passing the assist, waved his hand at him, took a deep look at the elegant man outside the court with his face still calm, and walked silently towards his half.

Joel Luka immediately remembered what he said before the game that he would not celebrate in front of his mentor for offensive and assists. He sighed, stopped, turned around and hugged his teammates who ran towards him and shouted to celebrate.

The fans of the visiting team in the stands saw the goal, and jumped up with a strange cry of "Aww~", they waved their arms and shouted "Good job Tottenham Hotspur!" "Great Tottenham Hotspur!" Joel Luka did a great job!", and there were only more than 1000 Hoffenheim fans collectively giving warm applause to their darling, Mo Fei, who sent a wonderful pass.The reaction of the Chinese fans was even stronger. While shouting Mo Fei's name, they waved the small five-star red flag in their hands vigorously. The loud and majestic sound of gongs and drums immediately filled the entire stadium. On the contrary, they ignored Joel Luka who scored the goal. Now, the only object of their cheering and cheering is Could it be that they are giving assists.

While Tottenham fans and players were celebrating heartily, Mo Fei, who was walking back, met his former coach Rangnick on the sidelines. A hint of bitterness.

"I really regret it now. When I left, I should have taken you with me." After a long time, Lannick sighed, breaking the dull atmosphere between the two, and then he forced a smile Laughing, he said, "It's a beautiful pass, congratulations on scoring the first goal. Mo, in fact, I thought it would be you who broke the deadlock."

"If you were willing to bring me back then, would I be willing to follow you to join Schalke 04..." Mo Fei sighed in his heart. In fact, he also knew that this was impossible, even if Rangnick wanted to bring himself to Schalke 04, let’s not talk about whether Schalke 04 is willing to pay a huge transfer fee of tens of millions of euros to Hoffenheim for him. At least the hurdle in his heart is difficult to get over. Deep, even if he transfers, he is determined not to stay in the Bundesliga and fight against Hoffenheim.

Mo Fei smiled wryly and shook his head, saying, "Actually, I feel very bad, I always feel weird..."

Lannick patted Mo Fei on the shoulder and responded, "Contradictory? I understand, just like I am facing you, it is very uncomfortable and awkward."

"Maybe." Mo Fei nodded, and then said in a solemn tone, "I always remember what you taught me, sir. I am a professional player and I will do my best for the team's victory."

Of course Lannick understood the meaning of Mo Fei's words. Could it be that this was telling him that although he was very uncomfortable in his heart, he would never show mercy.

"It's not certain who will win. The game is not over yet, and we still have the possibility to win. I believe my players can contain your performance." Lannick said firmly.

"I hope so. Maybe I can win without my goal, and it's also a good choice to avoid embarrassment." Mo Fei laughed and teased his mentor.

"My opinion is just the opposite, I hope you can play your best level, and then the victory belongs to us!" Rangnick retorted without showing weakness.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The master and apprentice, who were not willing to give in at all in terms of words, laughed at the same time.

Krom, the home commentator, saw the conversation between Mo Fei and Rangnick, and said strangely: "I don't know what the master and apprentice are talking about? Could it be that Rangnick is praising Mo Fei for his imaginative pass? Or is Mo showing off to his teacher that he is doing well now..."

Klinsmann was constantly rolled his eyes by the words of this "live treasure partner", and interjected: "Huaxia people are very emotional. Mo, who assisted his teammate to score, didn't have a smile on his face, and he didn't celebrate. It is enough to prove that Mo is a humble player. Will such a player show off his might in front of his mentor?"

Crom consciously made a slip of the tongue, smiled awkwardly, and then put his energy into the game: "Schalke 04 won't be easy to play if Tottenham are ahead. This point needs to be understood more deeply, Mo is definitely a super killer who makes people sleepless, he can give you a fatal blow at any moment you don't expect!"

Klinsmann nodded in agreement: "Tottenham have not lost a game in which they scored first this season. In previous games, Tottenham are best at chasing after the victory and using continuous frenzy. The attack completely collapsed the opponent, which is why they can often achieve big results. Whether they can persist until the end and wait for an opportunity to equalize the score depends on how Coach Lannick adjusts next.... Hey, it’s really hard It's difficult!"

Just as Klinsmann worried, after the game restarted, the Tottenham players who had been boosted by the lead seemed to be pumped up, and they worked harder in the attack, as if the previous 30-plus minutes of running did not matter at all. Affecting their physical strength, the offensive like a tide flocked to Schalke 04's half.

Tottenham's ferocious posture suddenly increased the pressure on Schalke 04. Every player was full of clockwork, nervous, and did not dare to relax in the slightest, trying their best to block the opponent's offensive.Under such circumstances, it is impossible for Rangnick to continue to stick to his strategic policy of attacking, otherwise the result is likely to be sieved by the opponent within this period of time.He chose to avoid Qifeng temporarily and let Matip move closer to the middle. The three forwards in the front field also retreated to the midfield to assist his teammates in defense.

Schalke 04's full-line defense made Tottenham's offense even more unscrupulous. The three lines pressed forward as a whole. The two full-backs Kabul and Joel Luka stayed in the midfield directly, acting as full-backs.Huddlestone and Modric also rushed up, changing from a midfielder to a midfielder.Mo Fei and Bell were even more crazy. They almost stood on the forward line, constantly using breakthroughs to disrupt the opponent's defense.

"...Oh, Mo! Break through! Rafinha is left behind, Monet cuts!...Shot!...Unfortunately, the ball just missed the crossbar and flew into the stands!"

"Bell is coming up again! Baumjohn posted it, Bale puts the ball in... beautiful! Breaks through! Is he going to shoot... Bale passes the ball to van der Vaart, shoots... Neuer does a great job again He kicked the football out of the baseline with his foot and blocked the Dutchman's inevitable shot!"

"...Neuer throws the ball, Jurado catches it, one of the few chances Schalke 04 has to counterattack... Oops! The ball is intercepted by a Tottenham player... The ball goes to the front of the box... ...Mo! Mo! Shot... God! Was Neuer blessed by the Almighty today? His save saved the team again!"

The exclamations and screams on the court kept ringing out, and the fans were nervously paying attention to every detail on the court. When the game progressed to such an intense level, it is very likely that the result of the score would be completely different in an instant.Because Tottenham's offensive was so fierce, Schalke 04 had no power to fight back at all, and could only be passively beaten by the opponent in the half court. Although they were very tenacious, they used their bodies, fouls, and tackles. To stop Tottenham's onslaught, but still like a small boat in the wind and rain, there is a danger of being destroyed at any time.

In the 43rd minute of the first half, Mo Fei received a pass from Modric on the right.He rushed forward with the ball, but Matip behind him followed up tenaciously.Although Mo Fei's speed is very fast, the speed must slow down when dribbling the ball. In addition, Schalke 04 almost retreated from the front line, leaving little room for him to sprint. Give Matip a chance to catch up.Mo Fei used an emergency stop to throw off Matip and continued forward. Matip chased him tenaciously again, forming a pinching defense with Rafinha. Defoe, I want to play a two-over-two with my teammates.

However, Schalke 04's defensive speed was very fast. In a blink of an eye, Metzelder pulled out of the penalty area and pasted Defoe. After receiving the ball, Defoe couldn't find the point to pass the ball. After a moment of hesitation, the football was "stolen" by Jurado who came over from the right.

Schalke 04 has been concentrating on defending for a while, and basically steals the football and is unable to invest in the counterattack. Therefore, the Tottenham players are somewhat careless, thinking that the midfield has been monopolized by their own side, and even if the opponent wants to counterattack. Can't pass through midfield.

However, Schalke 04 played a quick counterattack after stealing the ball this time, and they did not pass through the midfield. Jurado resorted to the long pass tactics used by Schalke 10 in the first three 04 minutes. The precise long pass kicked straight into the Tottenham half.

Raul, who has been cruising near the center circle, shot out from the center line like a civet. Before Galla, who was keeping pace with him, could react, a blue figure had already thrown him at least three meters away. It's too late!

"...Raul! Raul! Jurado made a long pass, and Raul deftly passed through the obstructed Tottenham midfielder! Tottenham only had Dawson as a central defender in the half! Chance! Opportunity! This is An excellent opportunity for Schalke 04 to tie the game!" Crom shouted excitedly.

There was also a sound of gasping in the stands, and Lannick could no longer maintain his calm face. He stood on the sidelines, clenched his fists, and his eyes were shining with tension and hope!
Due to the team pressing too far forward, Schalke 04 did not have the ability to break through the obstruction of the midfield during this period. At this moment, only Dawson, a central defender, is left in the backcourt of Tottenham. His face is written at this time. Full of panic, he kept backing away, and Tottenham's goalkeeper Cudicini was also in the same panic as him. A bad premonition rose in the hearts of both of them at the same time.

Sure enough, the Spanish old golden boy who shot out quickly caught up with the football with incredible speed, and then dribbled the ball straight to Tottenham's penalty area.The more Dawson retreats, the more he presses. There is no deceptive fake action under his feet, he just dribbles forward. He doesn't worry about the opponent's sudden attack. The space in the backcourt is so wide. He can veer in whichever way he wants, and as long as he gets away from Dawson, he can face the goalkeeper one-on-one.

Dawson has no way to retreat. Standing on the edge of the penalty area, if he retreats again, the opponent can enter the penalty area and shoot at will.He glanced at his teammates who were still madly chasing this way, knowing that there was no time left, he gritted his teeth secretly, no longer hesitated, and rushed forward!

(End of this chapter)