Over the weekend, the regular season of the China League Two was concluded.

East Asia's opponent is Anhui Jiufang.

Anhui Jiufang has advanced to the finals ahead of schedule, and this game is actually not very meaningful, so the head coach of Jiufang directly went to 11 substitutes, leaving the main player on the bench, and has begun to prepare for the finals.

"Jiufang is all substitutes today."

“We can win.”

East Asia is sharpening its swords and is preparing to kill Anhui Jiufang.

In the stands, there were a lot more East Asian fans who came to watch the game today than before, mainly because Wu Sanshi's outstanding performance and goals in the last two games have made fans interested in watching the game.

Of course, there were also some journalists, and they were also very famous.

Ma Dexing, deputy editor-in-chief of "Sports Weekly", is here!

This guy became famous earlier and is quite popular. The deputy editor of the sports world, and now he mainly tracks and reports on national teams. It is said that this guy is good at making fake news, but I don’t know if it is true...

He is also surrounded by Zhou Wenyuan, the chief commentator of Sports Weekly. He usually publishes commentary articles on the second page. Wen Feng is sharp and has a deep understanding of Chinese football. He reads it so happily that people slap the table, and has insinuated and scolded many officials...

"Xiao Zhou, what do you think of this Wu Sanshi?"

"I'm too small, I don't really like him. I'm awesome in the CPPCC, and I guess I can do it too, but in the Chinese Super League, he doesn't have anything to do. He may be okay with playing in the midfield, but just let it go astray."

Zhou Wenyuan quickly gave his opinions.

"I heard that he has joined the China Youth Team, and Jia Xiuquan directly recruited him into the team." Ma Dexing refused to comment.

"Yes, I have written all the manuscripts, so I plan to write Wu Sanshi on Monday." Zhou Wenyuan nodded.

"Don't use words too sharp and arbitrary. This child is less than 15 years old. I want to give him some space. Chinese football needs more motivation, not just criticism. I also heard that Xu Genbao is going to take him to Europe for a trial. No matter what, he is also the new future of our Chinese football." Ma Dexing still hit Zhou Wenyuan for a while. He knew Zhou Wenyuan very well. Now that he knew Zhou Wenyuan's attitude, he naturally knew how Zhou Wenyuan would write Wu Sanshi, but he didn't want Zhou Wenyuan to do this.

Zhou Wenyuan was silent for a long time before saying, "I understand."

Although he personally doesn't like Wu Sanshi, he has to consider what the deputy editor meant...

"Jiufang may have to kneel down today. All substitutes should not be able to beat East Asia. Xu Genbao is the main force, Wu Sanshi is at the forefront. I don't know if he can score a goal today."

Beep,

The competition begins!

The pace of the game after the opening was also very calm, and both sides attacked and defended slowly, and both sides were very focused.

Although Jiufang was a substitute, he also wanted to get on the bench, so Wu Sanshi was watched so hard that neither side had any chance in the first ten minutes.

Until the 13th minute, the East Asian team got the first chance. Cao Yunding got the ball through the whole game, and then passed the ball across the middle near the baseline. Wu Sanshi grabbed the front point and gently padded his right foot. As a result, the man was knocked over. The ball he put out had no strength, and the ball was firmly held by Jiufang goalkeeper Li Weijun.

"I'll tell me, Wu Sanshi's physical condition is too poor. When the other party hits him gently, he loses balance."

"Yes." Ma Dexing nodded slightly.

Wu Sanshi's shot seemed to have awakened Jiufang, and then the Jiufang forward's shot kicked off the Jiufang's crazy attack. Since then, Ge Zhen, Zhang Long and other Jiufang players all got good opportunities, but the score has never been rewritten.

And Wu Sanshi fell into silence.

East Asian fans in the stands began to talk:

"Wu Sanshi won't do it when he meets a real strong team. Jiufang's substitute defense can see him tightly."

"He just shot."

"Other times, there's no one to see?"

"Indeed, he is too small. Now Jiufang only follows him with a midfielder, so he doesn't even have a chance to get the ball. The reason why he scored easily before was because no one specifically targeted him."

"Yes, he's finished."

Wu Sanshi naturally knew very well. If he wanted to score, he had to solve the difficult No. 4 midfielder around him, but No. 4's tactical thinking was too good and he never left him.

In my memory, he really has no impression of this number 4...

Until 4 minutes before the end of the first half, several players from Jiufang made exquisite cooperation in front of the Suzhou team's penalty area. No. 9 Cheng Zhi received Zhao Qing's direct pass and counterattacked successfully with his left foot shot and broke the net. Jiufang entered the midfield with the advantage of one goal.

"Sanshi, you can't do it anymore? Scoring a goal!" Captain Wang Jiayu stimulated him while resting.

"The guy who is guarding you is very good at getting stuck. I will get stuck with you today."

"Can you try to pass the ball to my feet?" Wu Sanshi suddenly suggested that now East Asia's style of playing is to stuff him into the ball, and he rarely passes the ball to his feet. He doesn't want Wu Sanshi to get the ball and be surrounded.

"Under the feet?"

"Can you hold the ball?"

Cao Yunding expressed his doubts on the spot. Wu Sanshi's shot was good, but he broke through with the ball? It's too unrealistic.

"Or I won't get the ball, Brother Cao, let's try it. If I get the ball, the opponent may not be so easy to defend."

"Okay, if you can't stand it, you can fall down at most, and cheat the set ball."

...

Do I use a set ball? Wu Sanshi rolled his eyes in his heart.

After I got the ball, I wanted to pass that guy!

In fact, Wu Sanshi, when he was young, had a certain level of breakthrough with the ball, but later he became more and more accustomed to running and shooting, and his abilities in this area have deteriorated a lot.

Wu Sanshi knew very well that a forward who could run was far from enough! Dribbling through the ball determines his upper limit.

Dribbing is very important for him, especially if he is determined to go abroad, he must improve himself technically and physically. He is less than 15 years old and has enough time to grow!

It’s not good to deal with the guys in the Chinese Super League, is it not good to deal with the minions like the Chinese League Two? Wu Sanshi doesn’t believe it!

Beep,

The second half started again. Anhui Jiufang tried to control the initiative of the game, but the East Asian team played very hard and fought fiercely in the midfield. After only 5 minutes of the change of sides, Zhang Linpeng, who assisted, made a cross from the right. Lu Wenjun pulled the onion in a beautiful dry land to return the ball to Wu Sanshi. Wu Sanshi gently removed the instep inside his right foot. Jiufang's back midfield immediately blocked the front with his body, but Wu Sanshi calmly hit the ball and hit the left foot. Jiufang's back midfield was not stupid either. His right leg immediately stretched out to try to block Wu Sanshi's way. But Wu Sanshi calmly pulled his left foot again and moved his whole person to the right side!

"Oh!"

"pretty!"

The two consecutive spikes opened Xu Genbao's eyes wide.

This is the calm that a snatcher needs, which is completely reflected in Wu Sanshi.

Who said he can't take it?

Jiufang's back midfield completely lost position. After he adjusted his body, Wu Sanshi took a step forward and shot his right foot!

This step,

not simple.

This is Wu Sanshi's shooting pace that he had practiced for more than ten years in his previous life. He used it in front of his opponents in the China League Two, and it was like walking around in the courtyard.

Bang-

Instead of thrusting, he used his right foot arch to directly shoot the near corner.

The ball accurately fits the right column into the net.

"Beautiful! Wu Sanshi!"

"He scored a goal!"

"So beautiful, did he measure it with a ruler?"

"I thought he had no chance to score! Hey, awesome, he actually scored such a wonderful goal."

East Asian fans were excited and looked at Wu Sanshi with admiration.

Ma Dexing in the stands smiled and said, "Xiao Zhou, look, Wu Sanshi is more than just a few tricks. This is a good seedling. When you start writing, you can use a questioning tone, but go there and don't use a tone of absurdity or a negative tone."

Zhou Wenyuan was silent, not knowing what to say, and he was also shocked. Wu Sanshi was indeed not as bad as he thought...

1:1, the score equalized.

Although Wu Sanshi is not as easy as winning goals in the first two games, his performance is not bad at all.

"Didn't that guy can't dribble?"

"Why do I think he was so calm when he got the ball?"

Coach Jiufang was also shocked and could not understand the Wu Sanshi in front of him. He quickly asked the players to keep a closer eye on Wu Sanshi.

In the 67th minute of the game, Jiufang launched an offensive on the right. After Zhang Long got the ball in front of the penalty area, he shook several beautifully for several consecutive shots. The ball flew in a dead corner and overtook the score again.

The leading Jiufang did not slow down the offensive rhythm. Fortunately, the East Asian goalkeeper's outstanding performance and the help of the goal frame, the East Asian team did not concede the ball again.

The game is about to end, less than three minutes later.

Wu Sanshi pulled to the right side, Zhang Linpeng pressed up and passed the ball to Wu Sanshi. The opponent's left guard wanted to kick Wu Sanshi's ball down with one kick. Who knew that Wu Sanshi had spiked the ball first and cut into the middle!

Tutu, dribbling the ball continuously toward the penalty area of ​​Jiufang.

"Three Stones!"

Cao Yunding quickly waved and signaled Wu Sanshi to pass the ball to him, but Wu Sanshi seemed to have not heard it. Facing the first central defender, he shook his hand a few times in a row, and stopped quickly! Screw! Suddenly accelerated to the left to spike!

"Ha! It's gone!"

"Three Stones!"
To be continued...