Golden Greenery

Zhuo Yang is more or less a superstitious person, or metaphysics.

Anyone who has experienced psychedelic dreams for more than six hundred years will believe in metaphysics when they wake up.

Invited to the America's Cup trip, the national football team did not go well from the beginning. Four generals were lost before the game started, leaving the bench full of children.

When they arrived in Brazil, they started a fight without saying anything, which made everyone happy.

In the first game, in a good situation, one man was sent off, which almost led to a collapse.

All three of Zhuoyang's goals were ruled invalid, and one of the must-goal goals was blocked by the goalkeeper.

All this is not a good sign in Zhuo Yang's view, indicating that the America's Cup journey will be difficult.

Zhuoyang is not afraid of difficulties. No difficulty has been able to defeat him in these years. But he was superstitious and didn't want to be dominated by metaphysics, so he had to find a way to break it.

In Zhuo Yang's opinion, scoring a goal is the most direct way to break the mystery at this moment. Scoring a goal will end this series of bad luck.

It still sounds like metaphysics.

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The Uruguayan suddenly found it more difficult to pass through the opponent's midfield.

There is obviously one more person, but it is not reflected in the movement. Obviously the opponent's midfielder only has three, but it seems to be thicker than in the first half.

I have to say, genius is genius. After more than ten minutes of adapting, Liu Langdong and Zhang now gradually showed their general style in the midfield.

The two cover a large area, have a wide running range, and have good physical fitness. They didn't hesitate to come on as substitutes in the second half, and they seemed to be everywhere.

When defending, they can retreat to the edge of the penalty area in time to become a barrier, and when attacking, they can decisively press into the first zone. It makes people feel that they are rookies who are just entering the competition.

However, what the two showed during this period was their tactical awareness and overall view, their sense of position and passing and receiving, but they did not show their respective technical abilities. Especially in terms of offense, they only protect the ball and get rid of it, but they don't pass people.

It seemed like he was missing a bit of the high-spiritedness of a young man, and maybe he was still a little nervous.

In the 81st minute, the national football team advanced. Langdong took the ball and Youdeshui hit the wall to get rid of Pereiro, then crossed with Kadasi horizontally to change positions, and then suddenly started from the center, a fried ball passed Vecino who rushed towards him, leading the way. The ball went straight into the heart of Uruguay.

Cáceres could only drop You Lao Guan and bring him in to cover up the defense. Langdong promptly passed the ball to You Lao Guan who was standing in the space in his ribs.

Using his personal abilities to create a sudden attack, Langdong finally started.

You Laoguan only had to turn around to get into the penalty area and face the goal, and he did turn around.

Seeing that the situation was critical, Pereiro behind him could only resort to foul tactics and used a yellow card to stop You Laoguan's intrusion.

The national football team won a free kick in front of the penalty area.

When the foot wind is not correct, the set kick is a good opportunity to break the goal. After Zhuoyang praised Langdong, he walked to the penalty spot.

The Uruguayans organized a human wall, and Lodeiro came from a distance and passed Zhuo Yang.

This product's performance today is still better than Zhuo Yang's.

"Hey...who is that? Yes, it's you." Zhuo Yang asked, "What's your name?"

Do you care? But Lodeiro answered anyway. "Nicolas Lodeiro. What?"

"You're good, why haven't I heard of you?"

There are billions of people in this world. "Well...I play in the major leagues."

"Oh, you know why?"

"what why?"

Zhuoyang said to Lodeiro: "You lack everything, but you don't have a shot. Today you took four or five free kicks. You didn't take a shot yourself, you passed the ball."

"……What's the meaning?"

Zhuo Yang smiled: "It's not interesting, go ahead."

Lodeiro wondered: Gods are gods, and they pretend to be as big as a basin.

Zhuoyang did not explain. He had no friendship with Lodeiro, and this was not the time to talk much.

He has Messi's body, Messi's speed, even Messi's skills and footwork, and his awareness is also very good, but Lodeiro is now miles apart from Messi.

Because there was no shot!

Maybe he lacks the confidence to shoot, or maybe he has been injured by a shot before. No matter why, if you don't dare to shoot at critical moments, you are actually not taking responsibility, and you are afraid of taking responsibility for missing the shot.

Cowardly, very cowardly! This is the gap between him and Messi, and it is also the root of his failure to become a great player.

Facing a six-man wall, Zhuo Yang made it clear that he wanted to shoot directly.

Lodeiro in the human wall stared at Zhuoyang's movements without blinking.

After the run-up, he stepped hard on the side of the football with his left foot, and then hit the ball with his right foot like a whip, in a perfect position.

The football flew past Lodeiro's head before he felt the oncoming hurricane.

But still didn't close his eyes.

He saw that after completing the shooting, Zhuoyang did not jump a step to the left or forward like usual, but jumped back and took a step back.

——I can actually do this kind of exertion.

When he looked back, the ball was in the net.

Goalkeeper Muslera stood in the center of the goal and did not move at all. At first, he thought the ball would fly over the crossbar as high as two stories. When he fell, nothing mattered to him anymore.

This time there was no need for VAR to question, 3:2, the national football team took the lead again and Zhuoyang scored.

Uruguayans are anxious.

What about the tacit understanding of a draw? Did you agree to spend the garbage time hand in hand? You don't have martial ethics.

After losing the draw, Uruguay attacked again in a hurry. But this time, it didn't work.

The three defensive midfielders formed a wall in front of the penalty area. Except for the lob, Uruguay could not pass the ball into the penalty area.

On the 8th, left back Pang Tiezhu was replaced by You Laoguan, allowing Peng Xuebing, Tiedan and Jiang Gonggong to form a three-centre defender. The national football team showed 5-3-1, and Zhuo Yang advanced alone.

The eighth pass found the back post. Pang Tiezhu, who was holding his position, jumped up high and headed the ball to Zhang Xian before Su Ya.

With someone behind him, Zhang Xian turned his back and returned the ball to Peng Xuebing.

Zhuo Yang in the frontcourt has already started, and the ice cream ball is pushed hard with the arch of his foot, and the football rises straight from the ground and rushes to the front line.

Jimenez and Zhuo Yang were racing, and gradually changed from being stuck in one position to being stuck, and then falling behind.

Seeing Zhuoyang lift his leg and move the football forward, Jimenez knew that the next step was a single shot.

With no choice, he hugged Zhuo Yang's waist from behind and refused to let go until both of them rolled to the ground.

"I said, why are you bothering? You're going to lose anyway, why do you have to give yourself a red card?"

Zhuoyang knew that although it was a foul, Jimenez was still very particular about people and only committed fouls without hurting others.

"Alas -" Jimenez sighed and left without looking at Dalonco's raised red card.

The numbers became balanced again, the Uruguayans were completely out of luck, and the national football team got another free kick, still a little outside the penalty area, but in a different position.

Lodeiro comes back to build a wall.

Zhuo Yang said to him: "Do you know what I just meant?"

Lodeiro shook his head: "I am 30 years old this year."

Zhuoyang nodded. "Look, I'm still going to shoot straight this time."

Alas, gods are gods, and they can’t stop pretending.

So Lodeiro felt the hurricane on his face again, but this time it was scraped from Zhuoyang's left foot.

Muslera still stood in the center of the goal and didn't move. He thought what he thought was what he thought.

4:2, the national football team won the first game.