Football Should Be Played Like Me Chapter 204

The European Cup is nearly halfway through, and the third round of the group stage is officially kicked off.

The starting lineup on the Italian side brought out the biggest cards in their hands.

Ancarelli, Perrotta

Lu Yang

Pellegrini, Drake, Moric

Prachedes, Bernoulini, Kijevic, Kanyes

Audi

Among them, Morich and Kanyes successfully usurped the position and got the starting position.

They can bring new energy to Italy in attack.

Portugal and Italy were both anxious for the first 20 minutes.

But the turning point came at the twenty-fourth minute.

Barcelona's right back Canissell and Real Madrid's right winger Madeira cooperated continuously to bring the football to the front.

Pellegrini and Derecchi were passed by one after another. After receiving the pass from Canisel, Madeira cut in on the right side and singled out Praxedes one-on-one.

Madeira had flowers under his feet, but neither his streaks of cycling nor croquettes could shake off Prasheds.

Just when the fans of the Italian team felt stable.

Madeira suddenly stopped and started suddenly, playing a poor speed rhythm.

Stop fighting technology.

Fight to explode!

In an instant, Praxedes was pulled away.

boom!

Madeira shot against the right side of the penalty area, and the football drew a beautiful trajectory and went straight to the dead corner.

Portugal lead 1-0.

In this situation, people can't help but feel that Lian is quite old.

Praxedes' overall strength is still one of the best left-backs in the world, but some of his numbers have been declining, and the decline is quite dramatic.

Such as burst and speed.

Considering that once a veteran slips, it's like riding a skateboard, and next season Prasheds should be a season in which he falls from the top of the world to the top.

Just three minutes later, Derecchi and Pellegrini were repeatedly pressed by the opponent in the backcourt, resulting in a pass error.

The football was intercepted by Madeira, who made a through ball and hit Kijevic behind him.

The Portuguese left winger made a high-speed cut and pushed the shot successfully!

Two to zero!

Portugal scored two goals in just three minutes, almost ending the suspense ahead of schedule.

Portugal is in great shape!

If the game ends at this time, the teams that qualify for this group will be Portugal with 6 points and France with 5 points.

On the French side, it is still 0-0 with Russia.

But just when the Italian fans were anxious, a good news came from next door.

Russia takes the lead!

Tsar Oli Shavin faced the French team with a heavy punch, broke through the French gate, and led Russia to a 1-0 lead.

In this way, in real-time points, France and Italy have become 4 points, but Italy has the advantage of goal difference, so it ranks second in the group.

Whoever said that the person who made the game has no influence on the overall situation?

The Russian team used actions to prove what is called "the battle to influence the overall situation", which basically re-enacted the mentality of each national football competition. From critical battles to life and death battles to theoretical battles to honor battles.

With a dead ball, Portugal's defender Laveran really found Lu Yang.

"I just heard from our coaching staff that you can advance even if you lose. It's really good luck." Laveran grinned, and those who didn't know thought he was Lu Yang's friend.

"I don't have any other advantages, except that my life is good." Lu Yang wasn't angry at all.

It was less than thirty minutes.

He has the current time bag and the peak card in his hand. If it really comes to the moment of life and death, he will not care about the games that follow.

"But if the French team overtakes the score, you will be out." Laveran gloated, "I think the French team can slow down, after all, they are the championship seeds of this competition."

"Then have you ever thought that we can also overtake the score in Italy?" Lu Yang looked at Laverland and said, "It was only 30 minutes that I started to deliberately mess with my mentality, didn't I just pass two threatening balls? Well, as for that?"

"Or, the two passing **** that made you desperate and could only pray devoutly behind your hands, made you feel the threat level of me? So you came to me specifically, just to tell me, are you afraid? "

Laveran was stunned for a moment, he did not expect that someone could be so shameless.

Too many places that refer to deer as horses.

What is the prayer behind the hands?

That is obviously the standard posture of the central defender to block the shot, okay?

But one thing to say, he did feel the threat from Lu Yang.

As far as his central defender is concerned, when Lu Yang intervenes, his defensive pressure will suddenly increase a lot.

"I'm afraid of you? I just want to ask you, when will you be able to score in front of me? If you say it in front of so many media, it will be ugly if you swallow it back in the end. ?" Laveran is also a master of mouth cannons.

Knowing that he can't be brought into the rhythm of the other party, he avoided talking about "prayer" and instead used the public to put pressure on Lu Yang.

"There will be goals, and the go-ahead will also come back. Italy will definitely qualify for the European Cup this time. As I said, no one can stop it!" Lu Yang collided with Laveran friendly, and then returned to the midfield.

"The bones are so hard!" Ravellan grinned, not expecting that Lu Yang would be so inattentive, he would take up the small advantage.

Lu Yang turned around and smiled.

Laveran didn't fall down!

This is a very important signal.

When a "shameless" old fritter like Ravellan really wants to smack a person, the first step is to anger the other party, and the second step is to dive and dive.

Once the other party can be wronged, then the other party is not far from the mental explosion.

Because people have a hard time accepting that they have been wronged.

It stands to reason that Laveran would just pretend that he was hit hard by Lu Yang, and then lead the referee over. The referee would warn Lu Yang and even give Lu Yang a yellow card.

But Lavelin didn't!

Why?

Because he was on fire.

He wanted to truly defeat Lu Yang and let Lu Yang feel his strength.

Few people will show weakness in front of their true enemy! When people are angry, they often prefer to use a simpler and more certain way to clean up each other, rather than rolling on the turf themselves, so that a third party can take the shot.

The King of Yue, Morata, ah... The reason why the story of King of Yue Goujian is classic is because he has done things that most people can't do.

In a simple verbal confrontation, Laveran, who won two goals, was at a disadvantage, which is really bizarre.

But Lu Yang was also under pressure.

If Portugal scores again, or Italy doesn't score for a long time, then when Laveran mocks Lu Yang again, Lu Yang may just stop and lose his mind.

Those who fail are the most angry. This is an unchanging truth, and no one can be an exception.

The first time you can say I still have a chance, so I don't give in, but what about the second time? What about the third time?

In this regard, Laveran still has certain advantages.

His ability to make so many forwards lose their minds has a lot to do with Real Madrid's own record and strength.

Thirty-five minutes later, bad news came.

On the French side, Nerka, who returned to the national team, made a big splash and scored an equalizing goal.

So far, in real-time points, the top two have become Portugal and France.

Italy third, already out of the European Cup.

That's the thrill of the final round of the Euro Cup group stage.

Every moment, every time the score changes, maybe the qualifying team is different.

In this kind of game, the pressure on players, coaching staff, and fans is huge and repeated.

Whoever can settle the country with one foot in this kind of repetition will become the destination of everyone's mind that has been repeatedly ravaged.

And this person appeared two minutes later.

"Oh! Laveran's foul is a bit irrational!"

"Perrotta is 1.93 meters tall, and Laveran, who is 1.87 meters tall, has no physical advantage at all behind him."

"Actually, there is no need for Laveran to bring down Perrotta so early. After all, Perrotta has such a big body and although he has a strong ability to hold the ball with his back, it is actually difficult to turn around and face the goal."

"And Laveran has a centre-back teammate behind him."

"It may be that there is no gain in the continuous rushing, and he was pushed away by Perotta again, so his mentality is a little out of balance."

"It's possible that Laveran's temper was already grumpy."

A few steps outside the penalty area, Perrotta wins a well-positioned free kick for Italy.

The position of about 27 meters is suitable for players with strong long-range shooting ability to try it.

"No, monk, this is a foul?" Lu Yang didn't mean to fight Ancarelli for free kicks. Whoever should take it is who. If he takes it again, the fragile balance in the Italian team will collapse.

The special care he has received is enough, and people need to be content.

Sure enough, seeing that Lu Yang didn't mean to make a free throw, Ancarelli felt a lot better.

It seemed that the last time was just a critical situation. Lu Yang, a young man, was willing to take responsibility in his bones. Although he had offended his authority, the result was good after all.

One thing to say, Lu Yang's retirement in the future will widen his future in the national team.

Because of the knot in Ancarelli's heart, more than half of it was suddenly untied.

Many of these things, sometimes in the blink of an eye, no one can tell.

But Laveran couldn't hold his mind even more after being mocked by Lu Yang.

The foul on Perotta just now was because Laveran was suddenly angry and moved too much.

The reason is because his mentality is already a little chaotic, so he is easy to get angry.

Now facing the culprit, how could he bear such sarcasm?

"That's the kind of thing you are doing to punish that ball! You bastard! Go! Penalize in and hit me in the face! Please go! Grass and mud horse!" Vice wants to eat people's appearance.

But who is Lu Yang?

The hardest man in Italy!

It's not uncommon for people to score as good as Lu Yang in the lower leagues, but most of them broke their legs later.

But Lu Yang was able to kill him alive.

It is definitely not only his wisdom and injury immunity, but also that he is often more vicious and vicious than those people!

Confused about injury immunity?

you say it again?

Then I go?

boom!

The chests of the two big men slammed into each other, and Lu Yang didn't step back, pressing his head against Ravellan's head.

The teammates of Portugal and Italy only reacted at this time, and they stepped forward to hold the two.

"Punishment, if you have any kind of special punishment, if you enter, I will call you father!" Laveran was not honest when he was hugged by his teammates and dragged back, and he was crazy provocative.

"Grass mud horse! Penalty! Brother Lu, let him see the penalty! What's so arrogant! I'm Nima!" Kanyes frowned.

Don't look at him as a generation of geniuses, but after coming to Sanremo, Kanyes has long been convinced by Lu Yang.

The more conceited a person is, the more admiration he will have for him when he meets someone better than him.

What's more, other people don't know Lu Yang's ability, so can Sanremo's teammates know?

Not to mention Lu Yang's full moon scimitar!

Just his lift ball is enough to teach most goalkeepers how to behave.

And isn't this distance in front of him the area where Lu Yang's elevator ball hits the highest?

"That's right, shoot right through them, grass!" Morich rolled his eyes and coaxed.

This time, many teammates looked at Ancarelli, who was holding the football.

Ancarelli was heartbroken.

Laveran you **** it.

Why can't you die if you don't talk?

Okay now, what should I do now?

Even if Lu Yang was just a simple teammate, at this time, in order to help his teammates to stand out, he had to ask Lu Yang's opinion and let him take the free kick.

Besides, Lu Yang is a rather special player.

A lot of people in the team have a good impression of him, because he is really strong, he can help the team win and score goals.

Therefore, when Manello gave Lu Yang certain privileges, no one in the team objected.

In addition, when playing the French team, Lu Yang called on everyone to play football for the peace of Croatia, and received a positive response from everyone. In disguise, it was equivalent to being a team leader once, and it was successful.

These events seemed to be separate events at the time and had little impact.

But in series, slowly a chemical effect has been produced.

"Lu, are you sure?"

"Or, let Lu go and clean up Laveran?"

"Portuguese are so arrogant!"

"I'm really angry, I really want Lu to try it!"

Although Perotta, Drake, Bernoulini, Prasides and others did not say it clearly, the meaning was actually conveyed very clearly.

If they hadn't estimated Ancarelli's thoughts, they might have spoken directly.

Finally, after a moment of ideological struggle, Ancarelli stretched out his hand and handed the football forward: "Are you here?"

Lu Yang looked at Ancarelli.

The two men stared at each other for more than ten seconds.

"Thank you!" Lu Yang finished, took the football, and hugged Ancarelli with one hand.

To be honest, Ancarelli was inexplicably moved at this moment.

What the **** is going on here?

Don't I particularly hate this stinky boy who doesn't respect seniors?

Ancarelli was a little embarrassed.

But there was a warm applause from the fans stands.

Obviously, everyone wanted to see Lu Yang take the free kick.

They want to see the direct conversation between Lu Yang and Laveran.

Lu Yang found the valve core.

Put away the football, then measure it one step at a time, taking five steps back in a solemn stride.

He stood with his legs upright and his hands slightly spread out, staring straight ahead like a **** of war.

beep!

The referee blew his whistle to signal a free throw.

Lu Yang took a deep breath, then slowly ran ahead.

boom!

God of War swings his legs.

The football shoots out into the sky!

Laveran jumped high, but the football was too high, far beyond his reach.

Everyone turned their heads and looked behind before the wall hit the ground.

They thought the ball was impossible to score.

Laveran even smiled.

It's a plane ride!

Hahaha!

This level is worthy of being a Serie B player, worthy of the name, really...

boom!

In an instant, the football took a sharp turn, rubbing the bottom of the door frame and ejecting into the net.

The goalkeeper was indifferent.

Lu Yang elevator ball hit!

Italy pulled a goal back!

Lu Yang rushed into the goal for the first time, looking like he was about to take the football away.

Anybody hates this kind of behaviour because it's basically like saying, we can score another goal.

So Laveran rushed to Lu Yang immediately.

He collided with Lu Yang, but Lu Yang had been prepared to crash into Ravellan with the attitude of a football running back, and then the two fell to the ground together.

Laveran really hurts.

And Lu Yang was just a tactical fall.

After all, there are many people on the other side. If there is a conflict, whoever pulls out to hug Lu Yang, then Lu Yang might really hit a few black fists.

A gentleman does not stand under a wall of danger.

Lu Yang would not test the humanity of the Portuguese players.

The referee rushed over immediately and warned Laveran again.

Laverin's picture of me being the one who got hurt.

Where can the referee believe?

You are a well-known and powerful central defender in La Liga, a thorn in the blacklist of the referees, you just don't bully others, others may bully you?

Look at this Lu Yang, he came from a low-level league, and he is only 19 years old, how could he make so many cheap tricks?

isn't it, Lu?

Lu Yang nodded again and again, as if I just wanted to score another goal for the team.

"You really shouldn't play football, you should go to Hollywood, I think you can even win an Oscar!" Laveran satirized Lu Yang's acting skills were too shameless.

Lu Yang smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Although I've been playing football, if nothing else happens, I might be nominated for an Oscar next year!"

"Gone Lover" has a double harvest at the box office.

This is Sophia's first film to enter Hollywood.

No matter how exclusive Hollywood is, it is impossible not to give the show any nominations.

Even if they don't give the grand prize, they still dare not give it nominations like best screenplay, best editing, or some important awards.

Laveran nearly vomited blood.

It was so quick to forget that some media said that Lu Yang might get a profit of 50 million euros because of this movie.

When he thought of his annual salary of 3 million euros, Laveran was autistic.

People are more mad than people!

"By the way." Lu Yang took two steps and suddenly turned back, "I wonder if anyone has told you that you look so good when you smile."

Laveran was taken aback.

What's going on with this "base movement"?

Could it be that this Lu Yang is a trembling M?

But with the direction of Lu Yang's finger, Laveran looked at the big screen, which was playing the wonderful free-kick goal just now.

Before scoring, and even when scoring, Laveran was still full of a "this ball kicked away" smile.

But it's just so nice to smile.

"Fake!" Laveran's hands were shaking in anger.

After angering Ravelin this time, Lu Yang never attacked Ravelin.

He starts to walk wide, helping Praxedes or Kanyes break through.

Laveran had the intention to kill the thief, but was unable to return to the sky, so it was impossible to chase Lu Yang everywhere.

In the last minute of the first half, Lu Yang and Praxedes cooperated continuously and entered the offensive third area.

Praxedes cuts inside without the ball.

Lu Yang pretended to drop the bottom, but immediately received a flower-arranging pass.

Kanisel, who was defending Lu Yang, reacted a step slower. He didn't even catch the ball, and he was swayed by Lu Yang's pass, and even nearly pulled the ball.

Gudeola, who was watching the game, covered his forehead shyly.

Barcelona players were shown off, and it would be shameful for Barcelona to spread this kind of thing out.

After all, Barcelona is a technical team.

Praxedes entered the penalty area, but the tacit understanding between him and Lu Yang has yet to be cultivated. He is not sure whether Lu Yang will pass the ball and where it will pass, so he turned around and turned his back to the goal.

As soon as he turned around, he saw that the football was almost at his feet.

At this time he was extremely annoyed.

You missed an opportunity.

I still don't trust Lu Yang enough.

If he doesn't turn his back with this kick, the football will come directly to half a meter in front of him, and he can hit the goal by adjusting half a step to catch the ball!

But now, with his back to the goal, he is afraid...

And Praxedes clearly remembered that Laveran should be behind him now.

Turn around with the ball, and the football will definitely be stabbed by Laveran.

Laveran still has this strength.

"shoot!"

Lu Yang also looked at it, and there was no ball route around Praxedes.

The positions of Ancarelli and Perrotta were blocked.

But if Praxedes can shoot, there is a goal line.

Laveran doesn't think Praxedes has a direct shot at goal.

The Portuguese goalkeeper thinks the same.

In desperation, Praxedes could only listen to Lu Yang's advice.

So he didn't stop the ball, but let the football go away from him.

But he turned quickly along with the football.

A 180-degree turn and volley.

After kicking the football out, Prasides was dizzy and dizzy.

He was quite remorseful.

old!

Before turning 360 degrees, he would not be as dizzy as he is now.

Really a little bit down on Xiao Lu's beautiful straight kick.

But the next moment ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Lu Yang had already rushed towards Praxedes.

"Brilliant! What are you playing at left-back! You played at left-back, what's wrong with Robery now!" Lu Yang hugged Praxedes and jumped up and down.

Prashad's brain freezes.

Is this so special...

He turned his head and saw that the football was lying still in Portugal's goal.

That kick just now... scored?

This……

"Yeah! Praxedes and Lu Yang cooperated tacitly. In the end, Lu Yang made a straight block. He stunned the four with a spinning volley and directly hit the close corner and scored!"

"This goal is amazing! It's probably one of the best goals of Praxedes' career!"

"Apart from the header, everyone has always known that Praxedes is so good at his feet, but no one thought he was so good at his feet!"

"Two to two! Italy equalised! The resilience of this team is horrible!"

"Barcelona's Carnissell is still a bit young in the face of the combination of Lu Yang and Praxedes. Laveran must help Carnissell more, otherwise this journey may become a breakthrough for Italy."

"The only good news for Portugal may be that the first half is coming to an end and they have time to adjust their form and tactics."

"But the bad news is that in the real-time score, Italy and France are in the top two again, and Portugal is in third. If the game ends with this score, Portugal will not qualify!"

"Anxious! The game continues to be anxious!"

"It's up to Portugal to find the form they were in at the start of the first half."

Chapter end