The TV broadcast was replaying the scene where Nazari knocked over Chen Xingyi in the penalty area. Chen Hantang was no longer observing the scene as if he was looking for mistakes with a magnifying glass as before.
Although his eyes were looking at the TV screen, they gradually lost focus and drifted away.
"...This time I am not in good form in the league, can it be reversed? I am in good form in the Champions League..."
Chen Hantang remembered what his son had said before, but he didn't expect to say it back to him!
Although it is difficult to say how good his son's condition is in this game.
But if he creates a goal, at least someone will criticize him later, right?
This performance was enough for his son to briefly win the right to breathe.
The most important thing is to win back the trust and heart of the coach and give him more opportunities in the next games.
Buy him valuable time to regain his form.
When the TV broadcast slowed down and cut to live footage of the game, Chen Hantang's mind also swam back.
Then he was surprised to find...his son, Chen Xingyi, walked into the penalty area holding a football!
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"Hey, this penalty kick... will be taken by Chen Yi? Although this penalty kick was created by Chen Xingyi, Amsterdam Athletic is not like Saria. Whoever creates the penalty will take it.
Penalty rules! Originally, Amsterdam Racing’s top penalty kicker was their center Jaden van Bruggen. This shooter scored four goals in the Champions League this season and was also Amsterdam’s top scorer in the Champions League! But he seems to
Give this penalty kick opportunity to Chen Xingyi!"
Zhuang Jianhong has almost forgotten how the commentator used to swallow water tepidly. Now he has a high-pitched voice and speaks quickly.
In the close-up shot of the TV broadcast, Chen Xingyi walked to the penalty spot and bent over to place the football.
When he did this, harsh boos resounded over the stadium - Turin Bulls fans still thought that Chen Xingyi was diving and that the penalty kick was...
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Amttech coach Jop Munster looked at the goal of the Turin Bulls with a serious expression, and beside him was the assistant coach Giacomo Bechi with an equally serious expression.
Both of them had just seen Van Bugen running to see Chen Xingyi, so they guessed that it was Van Rugen who took the initiative to give up the penalty kick machine to Chen Xingyi.
But it was hard for them to evaluate whether Van Bruggen's approach was correct.
They knew that Van Bruggen had good intentions and wanted to give his teammates a chance to gain confidence.
But what if Chen Xingyi is still in a sluggish state and misses the penalty kick?
You must know that penalty kicks are based on physical state, and Chen Xingyi has been in poor condition recently. He is under great pressure, and his mental state may not be much better...
But Meng did not stop the decision among the players.
Because he couldn't let Van Bruggen take another penalty kick, as that would hurt both of them at the same time.
All he can do now is just stand on the sidelines and watch quietly, placing his trust and eyes on Chen Xingyi, hoping that this kid will not betray the trust of himself and his teammates.
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Chen Xingyi placed the football, stood up and stepped away, setting a record for his run-up.
Then he turned his attention to Mauro Albertazzi standing in front of the door.
The talented goalkeeper is moving his body.
Not to mention that the cold rain tonight had stiffened his body...
Oh, by the way, isn't he nicknamed "Iceberg"? Then maybe this temperature is just what he likes.
Chen Xingyi complained in his heart.
Since entering professional football, he has not taken many penalty kicks)
But that doesn't mean he's not good at taking penalties.
In the school ball era, he was the top penalty kicker for the Shuguang Middle School team that won two consecutive national championships.
If it was a penalty shootout, he would be the first to go to the penalty spot.
Is there any difference between campus football and professional football?
At least the goals are the same size. It doesn’t mean that the goals in campus football are larger than those in professional football.
Of course, the goalkeeper you face must be more powerful... No matter how powerful you are, you will still get scored.
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of.
Before encountering Hulay, the "iceberg" Alta was like a mountain that could not be conquered.
Even when he was far away in the Netherlands, when he heard this person's name, he felt like he was "looking up at the mountains".
but now……
When Chen Xingyi glanced at Albertazzi again, he found that he was looking at him levelly.
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Albertazzi moved his body while carefully observing the man standing behind the penalty spot.
Another Chinese player...
But he is not Hu Lai!
Albertazzi now actually hopes that it is Hulay standing in front of the penalty spot, which will make him more powerful to save the penalty kick.
But it doesn’t matter. Anyway, we will meet in the World Cup in January this year... Oh no, maybe we don’t have to wait until then. We can still meet in the Champions League quarter-finals, semi-finals, and even the Champions League.
Chance.
Although he was a little unfamiliar with the Chinese player in front of him and did not understand this player's habit of taking penalty kicks. But Abetazi did not think there was any problem with this.
Anyway, no matter who is not standing there, one thing will not change.
That is - I will save this ball!
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The TV showed a close-up shot of Chen Xingyi, and there was nothing strange about him in the shot.
The commentator gradually calmed down from his excitement and lowered his voice involuntarily, as if he was afraid of disturbing Chen Xinggong who was about to take a penalty kick:
"... If Chen Xingyi can score this penalty, it will be his first goal in the Champions League this season... It doesn't matter how many goals he scores, what matters is the key to scoring! For Sporting Amsterdam
, this point is the key to their breakthrough. As long as they can take the lead, the Turin Bulls will not be able to play... For Chen Xingyi himself, if this ball can be scored, it will also bring him the most recent success.
The "boulder" that time pressed on him "opened..."
Zhuang Jian couldn't help but straightened up on the bed and stared at the screen nervously.
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Chen Hantang squatted on the floor in front of the TV, raised his head slightly, and matched the close-up perspective of the telephoto lens, as if he was squatting next to his son)
He supported the ground with one hand to prevent his body from losing balance. He put the other hand to his mouth and pressed it tightly.
I was so nervous that I could hardly breathe.
He didn't know why his son would take the penalty kick, but he knew clearly that this was an opportunity, an opportunity that came with huge risks!
If the ball can go in... that will clear the sky!
That's why he was so nervous, almost to the point of panic.
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The boos at the scene finally subsided, but they still had to create a comfortable environment for their goalkeeper.
Albertazzi ended his warm-up, stepped back and stood in the goal.
He didn't bend his knees and lower his center of gravity like a goalkeeper would, like a compressed spring.
Instead, he straightened his body, leaned forward slightly, and finally opened his arms.
It looks like a cross standing on the goal line.
After doing all this, he stared at Chen Xingyi who was about to take the penalty kick and looked at him.
He doesn't look at his ankles to tell which way the opponent is going to kick the football.
Penalty kicks are a psychological battle. What is the use of looking at the ankle to guess the direction of the shot at this time?
Of course, you have to look directly at the other person, so that the other person creates psychological pressure!
When encountering rookies who don't usually take penalty kicks, they will lose their cool under his gaze, panic, and then kick the ball away.
He didn't know if the person standing opposite was a rookie, but at least there was no mention of a Chinese player in the information about Sporting Amsterdam's penalty taker.
Sure enough, under his undisguised determination, the player on the opposite side lowered his eyelids and actively avoided his gaze.
Great, that’s it!
Albertazzi took a deep breath and prepared to pounce on the ball.
Hearing the referee's whistle, the players on the opposite side began to run, and Altazi's feet on tiptoe began to secretly shout.
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At the same time, he tilted his body slightly to his left side, making a posture to pounce over there.
Then when the opponent shot, he bounced to the right again!
But after he was ejected, he was surprised to find that the football did not fly over, but roared towards the space he originally occupied!
In the air, Albertazzi could no longer change direction. He could only raise his feet, forming a flat Y in the air, hoping to block the football with his feet!
But he far underestimated the power of Chen Xingyi's shot.
Simple and crude!
Straight ball!
Middle!
The football brought out a silver light, passed through the area above the goal line, and plunged into the goal!
Albertazi, who was flying in the air, turned his head, widened his eyes, and sent the football flying into his goal...
Chen Xingyi, who scored the goal, did not run to celebrate. He just stood there, clenched his fists, and shouted to the sky.
Spit out all the turbid air in his chest!
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"Chen Yi's run-up... is bright!! Beautiful!! La!! Hits the middle! Beautiful!! The first goal of the Champions League this season - la"
The commentator roared excitedly.
Zhuang Jianhong, who was sitting on the bed, slapped the mattress next to him hard, making a banging sound.
She still remembered that it was late at night, and she tried not to scream for fear of disturbing the neighbors.
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"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!" Chen! Xing! Yi! Atlético Amsterdam finally broke the deadlock! With twenty-eight minutes left in the game, we took a 1:0 lead in the away game!"
When the football flew into the goal, Chen Hantang finally lost his balance, fell backward, and then sat on the floor.
He looked at his son who was yelling at the sky and grinned.
Smiling, he continued to lean back and simply lay on the ground.