The Midfield Master

"The referee awarded a penalty kick! Unbelievable, Maritimo's defender Zhang Wei looked very angry. He quickly ran to the referee. Is this a flop?"

After the referee whistled a penalty kick and ran towards the penalty spot, Christine explained excitedly: "It seems that Martins is also very angry and is constantly complaining to the fourth official. Let's take a look at the slow motion. what happened?"

The TV screen began to play the scene where Ai Huang fell just now. When Christine and Rui Costa saw it clearly, they were both stunned.

"This is definitely not a penalty. This is Ai Huang's vile dive. Zhang Wei didn't make any foul moves at all!" Rui Costa also complained for Zhang Wei.

"Let's see if the referee will change his decision. His own position is not good. Zhang Wei and Pereira are explaining around the referee." Christine said helplessly.

"Referee, this ball is definitely not a foul, he fell down by himself!" After the referee accidentally blew his whistle, Zhang Wei ran over to explain to the referee angrily.

"This is a penalty kick, you don't need to say it, I can see it very clearly!" The referee said with certainty.

"Referee, this is definitely not a penalty..." Zhang Wei felt like crying.

"Foul is foul, so much to say." Ai Huang's frivolous voice sounded from behind Zhang Wei, and he stood up quickly after winning the penalty.

"You still have the guts to say it? What the hell do you mean by flopping?" Seeing Ai Huang's frivolous expression, Zhang Wei was immediately furious, and went over to push Ai Huang.

"What, what do you want?" Ai Huang was pushed by Zhang Wei, but he didn't give in, and immediately stepped forward to push Zhang Wei.

The conflict between the two immediately attracted the help of teammates. Rosario and Pereira were the closest to Zhang Wei and rushed over immediately.

The opponent's two strikers also joined the conflicting battle group, and it seemed that they were about to fight for a while.

Beep-beep-beep-

The referee's whistle immediately sounded among the crowd, and the linesman also ran over to stop the two people who were in conflict.

At this time, the captains of the two sides also maintained a considerable sense of reason, pulling away the hot-tempered teammates one after another, and finally did not let the conflict escalate into a brawl.

After the conflict subsided, the referee called Zhang Wei and Ai Huang over and gave each a yellow card.

As for that penalty kick, no matter how Maritimo's players defended it, there was no way to change the referee's decision.

The striker of the national team did not waste this opportunity, and rewritten the score to 1 to 0 overnight. The national team, which was passive, took the lead instead.

In the two consecutive Madeira Island derby games, the national team won a penalty kick.

"Ozawa, I really didn't foul this ball." Zhang Wei told Xia Ze aggrievedly after the national team scored a penalty kick.

"I know, it's Ai Huang's trick, don't worry, I will help you get it back!" Xia Ze patted Zhang Wei's shoulder to comfort him.

"I won't let you have the last laugh!" Looking at Ai Huang who was proudly celebrating his goal, Xia Ze swore inwardly.

15 minutes into the first half, Maritimo was trailing 0-1, which made the home fans very excited, and their singing was heard all around the stadium.

Xia Ze led Maritimo to attack and wanted to equalize the score. But on the defensive line, after Zhang Wei was wronged just now and caused the team to lose the ball, he has been chaotic and completely out of the game, making it impossible for Maritimo's players to invest in the attack with peace of mind.

"Damn it!" Martins looked at Zhang Wei's dazed state, and couldn't help but yelled angrily, making the central defender Igor, who was on the bench behind him, to warm up.

"Oh! After only 25 minutes of the game, Martins warmed up the backup central defender Igor. Is someone injured?" Christine said a little puzzled.

"It should be Zhang Wei's problem. After the referee awarded a penalty kick, he has been in a bad state. It seems that his mental endurance needs to be exercised." Rui Costa pointed out the reason.

"That's true, but Zhang Wei just passed his 19th birthday,

Faced with such an unexpected situation, such a young central defender will inevitably feel a little out of balance. "

Xia Ze looked at Igor who was warming up on the sidelines, and knew that the head coach was already very dissatisfied with Zhang Wei's performance, so he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

"Give me the ball!" he ran to the backcourt and demanded from Rosario.

Rosario passed the ball to Xia Ze naturally, and the opponent's midfielder immediately posted up to press.

Xia Ze did not choose to pass the ball, but made a fake move to get rid of the opponent's midfielder, broke forward by himself, and quickly brought the ball across the midfielder.

"Beautiful, Xia Ze passed two people in a row and broke into the opponent's half. He seemed unable to stop it!" Christine was very excited.

"It was passed to Quaresma on the left, both players played very well today."

"Did Quaresma break through? No! He hit Xia Ze horizontally, and Xia Ze had a chance to shoot in front of the penalty area!"

"Break the door with a heavy cannon!"

After Xia Ze and Quaresma collided into the wall, they swayed the space in front of the penalty area, hit the goal directly with their right foot, and the ball flew to the upper left corner of the goal.

Martins on the sidelines almost jumped up, raised his hands high, and looked nervously at the opponent's penalty area.

The defender of the national team who stepped forward to block Xia Ze's shot also turned his head, nervously watching the ball fly towards the goal.

The goalkeeper's line of sight was blocked, and he didn't respond. He had already surrendered the ball.

As long as it hits within the range of the goal frame, it is a goal.

"Oh! What a pity, it was only a little short!"

Amid Christine's laments, the ball went wide of the goal post, and the Nationals escaped unharmed.

...

After Xia Ze hit the goal with heavy artillery, the morale of the Maritimo team was raised again, and the national team was once again suppressed in the halftime onslaught. The pressure on Zhang Wei on the back line suddenly decreased, which also made Martins pause Substitution ideas.

In the 35th minute of the game, the national team, which had been suppressed and besieged for a full 10 minutes, had a chance to counterattack. Ai Huang made a sprint from the right again, breaking through to the corner of the penalty area.

It was Zhang Wei who came to defend again, in the same position as Ai Huang won the penalty in the opening game.

"I won't let you fool me again!"

Zhang Wei kicked very quickly, fell to the ground with a shovel, and accurately cut off the ball under Ai Huang's feet.

Wen Yinghua was knocked to the ground when the ball was intercepted.

"Good job! Zhang Wei completely gained the upper hand in this confrontation, he is very calm!" Christine almost became a fan of Maritimo.

"Ai Huang didn't give up, he chased after Zhang Wei, and Zhang Wei passed the ball to Xia Ze!"

The moment Zhang Wei passed the ball, he only felt a violent bump on his thigh, and a piercing pain came from his thigh. He screamed and fell to the ground.

Beep——

The referee whistled, and Ai Huang fouled Zhang Wei from behind. Xia Ze, who saw the process clearly not far away, rushed over and grabbed Zhang Wei by the collar. Another chaotic conflict was about to erupt.

"Xia Ze is very angry. Ai Huang's foul is too ugly. Will the referee give him a second yellow card?" Christine shook his head and said while watching the slow-motion replay.

In the slow-motion replay of the TV, Ai Huang chased after the ball was tackled by Zhang Wei, and at the same time Zhang Wei passed the ball to Xia Ze, he secretly and fiercely hit the back of Zhang Wei's thigh with his knee, making Zhang Wei Wei was in pain.

"This ball is definitely a malicious foul. The referee should send Ai Huang off." Rui Costa couldn't keep calm anymore: "I don't understand. They are also Chinese. Why do they seem to have a deep hatred?"

"Maybe that's why China has a population of 1.3 billion, but it can't qualify for the World Cup." Christine still shook her head, quite disappointed.

He was disappointed not only by Ai Huang's brutality against Zhang Wei's compatriots, but also that the referee didn't seem to see the severity of the foul this time. I don't know if it was due to the pressure of the home fans or he didn't see it. He just Ai Huang was given a verbal warning.

"How is it possible! Damn it!" After Martins found out that the referee didn't say anything about Ai Huang's foul this time, he immediately went into despair and vehemently expressed his dissatisfaction to the fourth official.

The fourth official could only wave his hands helplessly.

The conflict between the players of both sides subsided after a few minutes. After receiving treatment, Zhang Wei still insisted on playing.

After these two conflicts, the gunpowder between the two sides of the game became more and more intense. It was just that Maritimo, who had the upper hand on the offensive and was about to equalize the score, was unable to equalize the score before the end of the first half because of the restlessness of the players. .

After the 45 minutes were up, the referee did not even give stoppage time, and immediately ended the first half of the game, worried that both sides would have outrageous behavior on the court.

After the referee blew the half-time whistle, Xia Ze unexpectedly ran to the player tunnel immediately.

When he passed by the stands, some sundries were thrown down one after another, and the Nationals fans booed Xia Ze.

He didn't seem to hear the boos of the fans of the home team, and ran into the player tunnel with his head down.

However, he did not go straight back to the locker room, but stood against the wall at a corner of the player tunnel.

If Figo saw his eyes at this time, he would definitely think of what he said: This is the look in the eyes when he wants a beast to stare at his prey.

After some players from the national team entered the channel, Ai Huang also appeared in Xia Ze's sight.

Xia Ze didn't speak, but walked towards Ai Huang coldly, and the teammates around him tried to persuade him, but they also let him get away.

"Xiao Ze, don't be impulsive!" Zhang Wei held Xia Ze and advised him.

"It's okay, I won't do anything." Xia Ze's tone was very calm, but it was terrifyingly calm.

Zhang Wei let go of his hand and let him walk towards Ai Huang.

Ai Huang saw Xia Ze approaching, and then looked at his chilling eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little creepy. But he still bit the bullet and went forward.

Xia Ze stepped forward and grabbed Ai Huang by the collar, looking at him with dark eyes.

Ai Huang was a little thinner than Xia Ze. At this time, Xia Ze grabbed his collar, and he couldn't help being a little scared, but he still forced himself to ask calmly: "What do you want?"

"Let me tell you, if something comes at me, don't touch my brother!" Xia Ze stared at Ai Huang and said word by word. Red Devils Manchester United Rewards Grain 188 Red Devils Manchester United Rewards Grain 388 Red Devils Manchester United Rewards Grain 188 Red Devils Manchester United Rewards Grain 388 Red Devils Manchester United Rewards Grain 88