Football: 100% Of My Headers Scored

Chapter 67: Longguo Su-30 Sets Sail! Valencia Can't Do Anything! (The Fourth Update Is Asking F

"Troughing, this tactic! It's too awesome! Three-legged pass!!!"

"This fucking awesomeness has been practiced a long time ago!"

"Did you see Griezmann's running position just now? Su Bai was still in front of that stupid big man Amen Abdenur when he took off!"

"In a split second, the moment Su Bai touched the ball, he rushed directly to that position, in the empty space where no one was at all, no one in Valencia expected the ball to appear at that point!

"Strategic bomber, Mr. Huang's description is too apt, damn it, where do you point-hit!"

"Haha, Su Bai has a nickname, and it will be called Su-30 from now on! Longguo strategic bomber, it's so exciting to hear it!"

"It's 3:1! You idiots, come out, didn't you say that the header is useless? Isn't this 3:1? And it's that simple?"

"Haha, I suddenly want to see Su 30 bombing the Nou Camp! Wouldn't that scene be fun?"

"I think of the little guys in Barcelona watching the Su-30's crazy bombing, that scene, tsk tsk tsk!!!"

"Personal attacks from others, MSN is an eternal god, when the time comes, let's see how MSN will teach you guys how to behave!"

The barrage on Xilang.com exploded.

Unexpectedly, Huang Jianxiang's casual sentence actually gave Su Bai a nickname.

30...

This is the king of the four generations of machines!

Atletico's celebrations continued.

Su Bai was pressed down by his teammates, so he couldn't go to his portrait to continue the celebration of slapping, but Su Bai didn't intend to

go.

After all, he just got an assist on this ball, so it's not good to celebrate here!

The referee looked at his watch, looked at the Atletico Madrid players who hadn't planned to end the celebration, and directly blew the whistle for the end of the half-time game.

3:1!

Atletico Madrid leads Valencia 3:1 temporarily!

Fries yelled for a while on the sidelines before the players got up one by one and walked towards the player tunnel.

Valencia has already returned to the locker room.

Gary Neville turned and walked into the passage without looking back after the whistle blew.

But his frown was captured by the sideline cameras.

It has to be said that Valencia has encountered difficulties.

Simeone stood on the sidelines with a smile on his face and waited for the players to end one by one.

Especially Su Bai.

Simeone actually pampered Su Bai's head.

This was the first time in history. Simeone was notoriously irascible on weekdays, and he didn't have a good look at the players.

If you don't scold you, it's considered a high incense, but you can touch Su Bai's head with a smile?

Griezmann, who was following Su Bai, looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

"It's confirmed, this guy Su Bai is definitely the boss's illegitimate son, look at the eyes of the boss!"

"I've never seen one before!"

"Go to hell, talk nonsense again, and I'll be in politics myself!"

Listening to Griezmann's joke, Su Bai jokingly threatened!

"Haha!!! I was wrong, Sue, I still want to score, you see you have scored two, pass me some more later!"

Even in the locker room!

Atletico Madrid players are still laughing and relaxed as usual.

Simeone even appreciated the performance of all the players.

The home locker room on the other side was different.

Gary Neville looked sad.

He has just been a head coach for a short time, and he really lacks experience.

Simeone on the opposite side thought of everything he could think of.

If you defend both sides, others will play in the middle!

If you defend the middle, they will open up and play long passes.

No matter how you defend yourself, Atletico Madrid can completely beat you!

The head coach is downcast, let alone the players.

In this half, Valencia played extremely awkwardly.

Atletico Madrid don't play penetration with them at all, their triangular defense and zone defense are completely useless on weekdays!

That's used to limit the opponent's area penetration, but they don't play ground with you at all.

It's high-altitude fire bombing!

Especially the captain of the team, Amen Abdenur.

It was the awkwardest half of his career in a decade.

Header can't beat it!

down!

Even a small man can't stand it!

All three conceded goals are his problems here.

He was stupid enough to yell at others before the match!

It's all right now, I think it will be the laughing stock of others in the future!

Seeing the team members look more depressed than himself, Gary Neville finally cheered himself up.

He loudly encouraged the team members.

Trying to wake up Valencia's fighting spirit.

But even he can't do anything, what can the players do?

 …

"Valencia is afraid of being hit by Atletico Madrid's high ball. They are obviously behind by two goals, but they dare not go out to attack!"

"Is this about to surrender?"

As Huang Jianxiang said.

After the opening of the second half, there was a miraculous scene on the court.

Valencia, who was two goals behind, actually huddled in its own backcourt and played defense.

Let Atletico Madrid fall around the middle circle at will.

Just don't play your own half.

This kind of performance made Simeone on the sidelines interested!

0......seeking flowers......

Simeone glanced at Gary Neville not far from him and smiled.

This guy seems to want to draw Atletico Madrid out to play their good defensive counterattack.

This is the only way Valencia can think of now.

On the field, Valencia's full-line defense did play some role.

After all, Valencia's half is full of people now.

Griezmann had difficulty even turning around, it was just running.

Su Bai was at the front.

But the two central defenders around him, plus a midfielder staring at him, obviously didn't intend to give him another chance to touch the ball.

Simeone looked at the situation on the field, waved his hand, and let Atletico Madrid retreat across the board!

He still leads by one goal, Valencia is not in a hurry, why is he in a hurry!

Thus, a rare scene appeared in La Liga.

Atletico Madrid and Valencia, who were still playing to death in the first half, actually played a passing show in the midfield in harmony.

A few kicks were passed here, and then it was intercepted, but because no one stepped forward to respond, the stealing side had to pull the ball back!

five minutes!

ten minutes!

fifteen minutes!

twenty minutes!

Twenty minutes passed in the second half.

Su Bai was almost falling asleep standing in the frontcourt.

"Hey buddy! What's your annual salary now?"

Looking at Amen Abdenur who was still staring at him, Su Bai suddenly asked.

Aimen Abdenur was stunned, why did he still play like this?

This is a competition, why are you chatting with me if you have nothing to do?

But seeing how the midfielder was still playing the game, Amen Abdenur also replied helplessly.

"Not much, two million!"

"That's really low, I think you are still the captain, why are you so few?"

Amen Abdenur glared at Su Bai, how could this guy be so speechless.

Although compared to the stars in other teams, my annual salary is considered low, but this is still acceptable in La Liga where the annual salary is generally 500,000 Euros!

"how much you?"

Aymen Abdenur asked rhetorically.

"I earn 500 euros a week!"

Su Bai didn't intend to hide from the poor guy who has been tortured by him twice, honestly!

Unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, Amen Abdenur gave him a hard look and ignored him.

Aymen Abdenur was furious!

He felt that Su Bai was insulting him.

With a weekly salary of five hundred, do you think I'm a fool?

Or is it that you can play to death with five hundred?

Poor Aimen Abdenur really doesn't know that Su Bai's current salary is really only five hundred and sixty.

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