"Damn, the pass from the Jiangcheng Sports School team just now was beautiful! I feel quite like Bergham. It's just a pity that their striker's footwork is really bad. If Zhou Junwei hadn't ended up, he would have just won The ball definitely went in."
"Who is that No. 32 player? He has good footwork!"
"Indeed, that pass was terrifyingly accurate."
"Cut, although that ball is wonderful, but I can assure you, that ball is absolutely fooled!"
"I think it's a lie! Even domestic professional players may not have such accurate passing ability, let alone these amateur players."
"That's right, if that player's footwork was really that good, they wouldn't have played so passively in the first half of the game."
Although the audience expressed their amazement at Lin Cheng's pass just now, in the eyes of the vast majority of them, that ball was blinded at all, and it was just a coincidence.
At the same time, Zhou Junwei was already sitting in the auditorium.
Hearing the discussions coming from around, Zhou Junwei couldn't help shaking his head.
Foolish?
I'm afraid not!
Because during the whole process, Lin Cheng appeared extraordinarily calm and confident.
If he was really fooled, Lin Cheng would never show such an expression.
Thinking of the pass just now, Zhou Junwei was not only shocked, but also a little annoyed.
At this moment, he really regretted his injury.
Otherwise, he would definitely be able to score that ball just now!
? Through that ball just now, Zhou Junwei finally understood Lin Cheng's true strength.
Leaving aside other things, Lin Cheng's ability to pass the ball alone is definitely far beyond those professional players in China.
It's just that what makes him feel a little unbelievable is that since Lin Cheng has such great skills, why has he never heard of it?
Although there are still some doubts in his heart, Zhou Junwei is full of expectations for this game.
As long as Lin Cheng is there, they really have the possibility to turn defeat into victory!
Everyone, come on!
Lin Cheng naturally didn't know Zhou Junwei's thoughts.
The only feeling in his heart now is depression.
Now he finally understands what it's like for a king to play with four bronze players.
Obviously he found a good space, but he didn't move in the right position at all.
Under such circumstances, Lin Cheng could not pass the ball at all, otherwise, this pass would be a mistake.
What made Lin Cheng speechless the most was that once a mistake occurred, his teammates would instead put the blame on him, thinking that he was passing the ball blindly.
Facing this kind of encounter, Lin Cheng was really powerless to complain.
The awareness of my teammates is really poor, not even a little bit.
Perhaps it was because of the low morale of one's side. Although the other side only had ten people fighting, it has to be said that their pass and cut coordination was indeed much better than that of the Jiangcheng Sports School team. In the next ten minutes, The ball was firmly under the opponent's feet, and the opponent even created several dangerous situations.
Fortunately, with Lin Cheng's existence, these dangers were resolved one by one.
In just ten minutes, Lin Cheng seemed to have become the team's defensive gate.
Whether it was the audience or his teammates, they all felt that Lin Cheng's performance was quite wonderful, and his teammates' trust in him was greatly increased by several consecutive clearances.
But Lin Cheng played quite depressed.
Every time after grabbing the opponent's ball, Lin Cheng instinctively wants to launch a quick counterattack.
But what made him depressed was that his teammates didn't have this concept at all. Under such circumstances, Lin Cheng could only pass the ball to his midfield teammates.
As a result, it didn't take long for the midfield teammate to lose the ball again while dribbling the ball, and then the opponent launched an attack again.
This has basically become a cycle.
Seeing this situation, Lin Cheng felt even more depressed.
When Lin Cheng made another successful clearance, he passed the ball to Zhao Jian on the left.
Zhao Jian didn't hesitate either. After receiving the ball, he directly dribbled the ball forward,
It's a pity that his intention was too obvious, and soon two Wufang Mining players rushed over to press down.
Zhao Jian's advantage is speed, but his stability with the ball is average.
theHowever, surrounded by two players, his speed advantage could not be used at all.
After being robbed by the opponent, Zhao Jian seemed a little flustered.
Seeing this scene, Lin Cheng thought something was wrong in his heart.
This is the rhythm of losing the ball!
Lin Cheng didn't want to steal and clear the siege anymore. He didn't hesitate, and ran directly towards the midfielder.
At the same time, Zhao Jian just made a kickback action, facing Lin Cheng, with his back to the two defenders.
"Zhao Jian, pass the ball!"
At this moment, Lin Cheng's voice suddenly sounded.
Hearing this voice, Zhao Jian immediately noticed Lin Cheng who was running towards him.
In a panic, Zhao Jian didn't have time to think, and directly passed the football under his feet to Lin Cheng.
However, the opponent had clearly seen through Zhao Jian's intention to pass the ball.
The moment Zhao Jian passed the ball, a tall player from the Wufang Mining Team approached Lin Cheng.
Originally, everyone thought that under the pressure of that player, Lin Cheng would lose the ball soon, or at least panic, because all the players of the Jiangcheng Sports School team were like this.
But what everyone didn't expect was that at the moment of receiving the ball, Lin Cheng suddenly pulled the ball, then tapped the ball with the heel of his right foot, and directly knocked the ball to the left behind him, and easily avoided it. The tall player from Wufang Mining was pressing.
"This action is beautiful!"
"Is this really an amateur player?"
"Although the moves of No. 32 are simple, they are very effective."
Seeing that Lin Cheng passed the defender so easily, many spectators couldn't help cheering
After the tall player was passed by Lin Cheng so easily, he was a little dazed for a while.
Lin Cheng's movements of the Chinese people just now were so chic, which made him feel a little confused.
In an instant, the player felt a little humiliated.
Especially when he heard the applause from the audience, the player's feeling became more and more obvious.
For a moment, anger flashed in the player's eyes.
no!
Absolutely can't let that guy dribble across half court so smoothly.
Thinking of this, the player gritted his teeth and was ready to blow up.
But soon, he stopped in embarrassment.
Because he was horrified to find that even Lin Cheng's speed with the ball was faster than his full sprint speed.
Although he is chasing Lin Cheng again, the distance between the two sides is getting wider and wider!
wipe!
Isn't this guy a sprinter?
Otherwise, how could there be such a fast speed? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com