Prominence in Football Community

Chapter 38 Playing Table Tennis Like a Chinese

When Jelenic was about to stop the ball, he completely ignored the situation behind him.

But the audience and other players on the sidelines saw it clearly.

Gao Zheng was right behind him, stretched out his legs through him, and hooked away the ball that Jelenic was bound to get!

"My God..." someone groaned among the Sampdoria fans in the stands.

Clariant Moretti widened his eyes, staring at the tall figure, not even daring to blink, for fear that if he blinked, he would miss some wonderful scene.

At this time, he couldn't care less about picking on Gao Zheng's thorns.

In his eyes, the football drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell into the space behind Gao Zheng.

At the same time, Gao Zheng withdrew his foot and turned around to chase the football.

During the run, he raised his legs again and unloaded the football that fell from the air on the ground.

Then he took the ball to the penalty area of ​​the Genoa reserve team!

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Gao Zheng snatched the football from Jelenic so easily, which greatly exceeded the expectations of the Genoa reserve team.

There was a panic situation in their defense line. Some people wanted to go up to Gao Zheng, but some people were still behind and wanted to maintain a defensive formation...

And this inconsistency of thinking gave Gao Zheng a chance.

He tiptoed the football as he was tackled head-on by two Genoa reserve players.

The football passed between the two Genoa defenders and rolled diagonally forward.

There, Icardi stepped in!

He was completely unmarked and never offside!

After receiving Gao Zheng's pass, Icardi waded the football into the penalty area, then faced the attacking goalkeeper Palin, and chose to shoot low into the far corner.

Palin made a judgment at the same time Icardi shot. Although his body fell to the near corner, his feet were dragged behind. When the football flew over, it was just blocked by his feet!

The football flew back to the front of the penalty area.

There was a burst of cheers from the bench and coach of the Genoa reserve team.

The Sampdoria fans in the stands sighed loudly, regretting that Icardi failed to seize this opportunity.

But their sighs were only halfway through when they saw the tall man striding towards the landing point of the football, and then he raised his foot sideways to lightly pad the flying football!

The football flew to the goal obediently.

And the goal at this time is performing an "empty city plan"!

Genoa's goalkeeper Palin is still lying on the ground and hasn't gotten up...

Everyone watched the football draw a parabola and finally fell into the goal.

"This……"

The sighs all turned into huge cheers.

The ball is in! !

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After the goal, Gao Zheng didn't celebrate very excitedly. He just ran to Icardi, put his arms around his neck and said, "Happy cooperation, happy cooperation."

Icardi was annoyed that he missed this chance to score, when he saw Gao Zheng shoot the football into the goal, he retorted: "I didn't..."

Gao Zheng interrupted him with a smile: "I know, I know. But if you didn't wade into the penalty area after receiving the ball, how could the goalkeeper abandon the goal and attack? If he doesn't abandon the goal and attack, how can I have a chance to lob the empty goal?" ? Look, isn’t the train of thought very clear?”

Icardi was speechless, the ball should have been his...if he hadn't scored. But why didn't he shoot in...

The rest of the team swarmed and surrounded them, celebrating the goal together.

Especially those Sampdoria reserve players who had clashed with Jelenic and the others in the nightclub were even more excited.

"I knew you could!"

"As expected of the devil! That kick is so beautiful! You didn't see that idiot Jelenic's expression at that time,

It's so funny! "

"Hahaha, yes! That idiot is like seeing a ghost!"

On the sidelines, the assistant coach Casirio was extremely surprised: "This ball... from the very beginning to the end, he took care of it all by himself, right? If he hadn't stretched out his feet to hook the football back, I'm afraid it would have been Genoa's chance to attack..."

Bruni smiled and said, "Alfredo, do you know what I saw from Gao Zheng when he shot?"

"Huh? What?"

"He raised his foot pad to shoot, I don't know why, it reminded me of those Chinese who play table tennis, they are all born with abilities..."

Cacilio looked at Bruni in surprise, it was rare to hear such high-level praise from this guy!

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The Sampdoria fans in the stands were also celebrating, and at the same time they were also expressing their inner shock.

"Who the hell is that tall guy?!"

"It's a beautiful shot! How did he do it? I mean the hook..."

"Clariant, this is the manifestation of the 'disposable chopsticks' you mentioned!"

Clariant Moretti glared at the other party: "Can you say something to make people happy at this time!"

"Hahahaha! Speaking of this makes people even happier!"

There was a burst of laughter from the stands.

The team pulled a goal back, which made everyone feel a lot better.

"I didn't expect to be able to perform so flexibly despite being so tall...it's really impressive." The fans looked at Gao Zheng and sighed.

Although surrounded by his teammates, Gao Zheng, who is 1.9 meters tall, is still the most prominent one in the crowd, and he can be seen casually.

"Did you see the action he stole the football from in front of the Genoa midfielder? It's amazing! I think he's completely using his leg length advantage to the extreme. If he gets closer, the opponent should be aware of it..."

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Jelenic really didn't notice that Gao Zheng appeared behind him. When the football was suddenly hooked away, he didn't even think about Gao Zheng, he just thought he was dazzled...

Of course, he soon knew that it was not his own dizziness, but what really happened.

He was very unhappy with this result, and was almost blown out of his lungs - he was actually played by that stupid big man in such a way! It's unbearable!

"Damn it!" Jelenic looked at Gao Zheng who was celebrating with his teammates, and cursed.

On the other side, goalkeeper Palin also cast his gaze on Gao Zheng, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Whether it was stealing the ball from Jelenic or the last shot, he smelled a different taste in this new face. The strangeness was familiar, which made him feel weird and weird.

How could I have a sense of familiarity?

Seeing Palin like this, the teammates thought he was blaming himself for the loss just now, and someone came up and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't take it to heart, it's just a conceded goal."

Perrin shook his head.

He's not worried about losing the ball, he's thinking about other things, but he can't tell his teammates about this, for fear of causing doubts and confusion among his teammates.

"I'm fine." Then he raised his arms and shouted to his teammates on the field, "Come on! We're still ahead!"

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PS, when uploading this chapter and setting the regular update, the game between Egypt and Uruguay had already been played.

Egypt played better than expected, Uruguay played worse than expected. So it's a pity to be eliminated by Uruguay in the end.

But there is no way who can prevent Salah from playing?

Football for some teams is really a game of teams pushing the football up the pitch and then scoring goals with genius. Egypt's team has done what they can, without the much-anticipated talent.

Unfortunately, this is football.

In fact, this game reminded me of the last volume of the last book "Heart of a Champion". Zhou Yi was injured in the Champions League final and missed the first two games of the World Cup group stage. Two draws were made, which laid a good foundation for him to decide the outcome.

I hope that the Egyptian team can also give Salah such an opportunity.

In addition, Suarez really does not forget to touch porcelain when he falls. He can pull up a green onion abruptly when he falls on the ground, stand up and touch his head to touch someone's leg, and then roll over in pain on the ground with his hands covering his face. He is really a performing gene in his blood... …

The game between Spain and Portugal has not yet been played, so we have to wait for the six o'clock update to talk about that game again.

In addition, since today's game kicks off at 6 pm, the update in the morning will predict the outcome of the game.

I think France will win Australia by three goals.

Argentina beat Iceland by two goals.

I didn't watch the match between Peru and Denmark, so I didn't guess.

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