"Hey, Wayne, come and see, the score is tied."

“1 pound, haha!”

Far away in the Everton Youth Training Camp in Liverpool, England, several young men secretly hid in the team's conference room and turned on the TV, watching the game between England and China.

"What?"

"I actually tied the score?"

The fat man with acne-faced face poked his head out of the toilet, "Don't make such an international joke with me in order to win my pound. Can a team like the Chinese team enter England's goal?"

The little fat man thought it was his teammates joking with him.

"It's true, they also scored through a free kick. The one who scored No. 10 also scored with a curved ball. Come and see, and there is also a slow-motion replay."

The little fat man was wearing slippers and ran towards the TV. He happened to see the slow motion replay, and his mouth opened into an O-shaped shape.

"God,"

"This guy, this kind of ball can be caught in. sh-it, my pound is gone, oh~" the fat man looked in pain.

Then he turned around and shouted, "Come on, £2. If the Chinese team scored another goal, I would lose £2. Do you dare to gamble? If there is no goal, you will lose £2."

"Haha, what are you afraid of? Just bet!"

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...

In fact, after the Chinese team equalized the score, many local British people began to pay attention to the game. They thought there was nothing to watch in a friendly match in the Far East, and they were even too lazy to turn on the TV. However, after hearing that the Chinese team equalized the score, they sat on the sofa curiously.

"Fake, free kick equalize the score?"

"Poor Heman, he didn't even react."

"Yes, that's right, he can't save such a ball."

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...

Zheng Zhi's free kick also made Chinese fans discover that there is not only one Beckham in this stadium, they also have Zheng Zhi.

The score of 1:1 was so dazzling, and it didn't make England proud for very long.

Beckham squinted his eyes, looked at Zheng Zhi's back, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He knew Zheng Zhi, who was the Zheng Zhi who Ferguson commented last time last time. But Beckham didn't expect that Zheng Zhi actually had an ecstasy arc ball? The last time I saw a long shot from the front of my feet.

It was interesting, he thought in his heart that he thought that he was just a formality to come to China to play a friendly match, but he didn't expect that he would actually meet an interesting opponent.

The same idea as him was Scholes. Scholes looked up to Zheng Zhi a little more. He thought to himself that he could not kick this free kick. Except for that guy David, how did this young guy train it? Is it more of a lucky component? You can't just hang tires in front of the goal every day, right?

They were not interested in the draw, but became interested in Zheng Zhi...

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After ten minutes of passion, England gradually began to control the rhythm of the game. Scholes's ability to read games was quite strong. He found that Xu Yunlong and Sun Jihai had weak defenses, so he immediately adjusted the focus of the offense here.

He also signaled that Irving would go more to the position here.

Although Xu Yunlong is a desperate man, he faces a strong European team for the first time, and Sun Jihai is training in the UK, but he still plays as a central defender for the first time, and the cooperation between the two is not tacit.

In the 16th minute, Scholes's straight pass made Irving rush up. Xu Yunlong was restrained by McMaraman on the side. Sun Jihai faced Irving alone, and Irving took the ball and wadeed directly!

It was just that kind of movement without any extra power. He pushed his right foot, kicked his left foot, and rushed forward! He just despised Sun Jihai's speed so much. Of course, Irving didn't really despise him. After all, he didn't understand him. That was because Irving was absolutely confident in his speed!

Sun Jihai felt a phantom flying from the right side, and Owen's speed was pulled away, while his speed was slowed down.

illusion,

Absolute illusion!

But, did the Chinese fans in the stands also have an illusion?

"Aowu~"

"Aowu~"

Accompanied by their amazement, Irving dribbled the ball to the penalty area line, almost forming a single shot. If Fan Zhiyi hadn't rushed over immediately, Fan Zhi shoveled the ball at Irving's feet without saying a word, and the shovel was unbiased and extremely beautiful!

At this time, Hiller in the middle was empty, and Fan Zhiyi didn't care about him anymore. The most important thing was to prevent Irving from shooting.

Owen was also very careful. After seeing Fan Zhiyi flying shovel over, the two of them had only had a chance to drive, he jumped up, avoided Fan Zhiyi's slip shovel and gave up.

"I deserve to be General Fan!"

"Who dares to stand up with a sword? Only General Fan!" Huang Jianxiang immediately exclaimed.

"At this level, you can get a place in the Premier League. There is no problem playing the main player in ordinary clubs. He wiped Sun Jihai's butt and tackled Irving's almost single-handed breakthrough."

The ball finally landed at Xu Yunlong's feet. Xu Yunlong handed the ball to the frontcourt happily. Although Li Jinyu was very desperate, he had almost no confrontation with Campbell. Campbell easily pushed the ball to Ince. Qi Hong rushed towards him with a breath, but Ince just pushed it casually and transferred the ball to Beckham. Beckham immediately crossed 45 degrees!

It is said that England is a long pass team, but when they play against weak teams, they can play both long and short passes vividly and accurately.

He looked for Hiller again, and his body obviously collided with Fan Zhiyi. Fan Zhi staggered one by one, but he still took a step back, which made Hiller jump calmly.

Dong

Hiller swung his head forward and the ball instantly hit the grass.

A rebound ball!

But Ou Chuliang's reaction was also quite quick. He jumped sideways and still rapped the racket with his left hand, making another beautiful save.

But he didn't expect that Sun Jihai didn't stare at Irving again. Irving rushed up like an arrow and easily pushed it with his right arch, and the ball flew into the goal.

The Feng-chasing Boy finally scored a goal. Although the goal was not beautiful and was just a very simple way to pick up a bargain, his speed was fully revealed, and Sun Jihai could not keep an eye on him.

"Oh!"

"What is Sun Jihai's defense? It's like wood, with almost no reaction at all."

"Irving, you're watching Irving! How could you make him score so easily? Can't you follow him closely? Why don't you chase him?"

"I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out."

"Even if the speed doesn't allow him to get stuck, you'll be the first to get stuck. There's no room for sprinting in the penalty area. Oh, Sun Jihai is just like that. Compared with Fan Zhi, he's too bad. If you keep an eye on Irving, can't you play in the Premier League? It's a pity that you can't..."

The fans put all the blame for conceding the ball on Sun Jihai...
Chapter completed!