Text Volume Chapter 294 After Hu Lai’s header that I just learned yesterday, he immediately gave a thumbs up to Chen Xingyi who was passing the ball to him, and at the same time shouted: "Just pass it like this,
Little Star! No matter what the situation is, just try your best to pass the football to me! I will be responsible for the rest!"
He knew that he did not have the advantage in the physical confrontation with Mousavi, but through this fight for the top, he also knew that he was not vulnerable.
Wearing the [worn Bears jersey], his confrontation ability is better than usual.
This gave him the confidence to continue confronting Mousavi.
At the beginning of the game, he wanted to get rid of Mousavi's marking as much as possible, find an opening, and then shoot when his teammates passed the football to him.
But after half an hour of the game, he also knew that Mousavi had obviously listened to the opponent's head coach's arrangements and stayed with him.
Then it will not be easy for him to get rid of his opponent and get into space.
Since it was not easy to kill someone with a sharp dagger, Hu Lai decided to use a blunt knife to kill someone.
Grind with each other little by little...
as long as you try very hard, you can achieve anything!
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"... Bai Di pressed up, and Luo Kai passed the football to him. He didn't go down, but directly passed the ball at a 45-degree angle!"
As He Feng shouted, the football drew an arc and flew into the Algeria penalty area.
A low ball from Bai Di.
The football bypassed the outstretched foot of the Algerian defender and flew forward!
This time Hu Lai followed suit and rushed forward, then shot directly with his feet!
But Mousavi, who was close to him, kicked the ball out of the bottom line first, and he missed it!
"Oops!" Seeing this, He Feng and Yan Kang sighed regretfully at the commentary table.
Hu Lai himself didn't look regretful at all. He saw Zhang Qinghuan running to prepare for a corner kick. He turned to Mousavi and shook his head with a smile: "Brother, you can't do it this time. You actually gave us a corner kick. I'll give it to you."
Said, our set-piece tactics are carefully designed, with so many tricks that it will make you doubt your life. If you give us a corner kick, rounding it off is equivalent to giving us a goal..."
Mousavi was a little surprised that Hulay could speak fluent Arabic to him. If Hulay spoke French to him, he would not be so surprised. After all, it is normal for someone to play in the Premier League and speak a few words in French... But this is
Arabic!
This guy's Arabic is so fluent that he doesn't even have an accent. He doesn't look like someone who just learned a few sentences at a moment's notice and then wants to interfere with the morale of the army. Instead, he seems to have been using it skillfully for many years.
Seeing Mousavi's dumbfounded look, Hu Lai didn't expect the other party's reaction. He realized that a lot of what he had just said in jabbering might have been in vain...
At this moment, Mousavi finally recovered from the shock that Hulay could speak fluent Arabic. Thinking of what Hulay had just said, he hummed unhappily: "There's no point in talking nonsense here."
of!"
Hu Lai was upset when he heard Mousavi say this and immediately became happy: "Brother, do you understand? I thought the Arabic I spoke was not standard... To tell you the truth, brother, this Arabic
I just learned it yesterday too..."
Mousavi was so angry when he heard Hulay's words. You guys think I look stupid and easy to deceive, right? You just learned it yesterday, and you can speak so fluently?! What a fool!
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"Ouch! It's coming, it's coming!" Yan Yan pointed at the live broadcast screen excitedly and shouted. "Crosstalk Football is here again!"
Everyone in the box burst into laughter.
At this time, the Chinese team was preparing to take a corner kick, but the TV broadcast obviously noticed the conversation between Hulay and Mousavi and pushed the camera away.
He Feng said with a smile: "Hu Lai chatted with Mousavi again. This is not the first time he has communicated with opposing players in the game... We all know that Hu Lai is a player with extremely high language talent.
Foreign languages are always faster and easier than ordinary people, so he likes to communicate with people on the court so much...but what is there to talk about?"
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While Hu Lai was taking his position in the penalty area, he was chatting with Mousavi who was never far away from him: "Brother, don't believe it. I'm not going to lie to you, I have a great talent for language. Oh, don't you want this expression..."
What I told you is all the truth, I want to lie to you that I am..."
At this point, his words stopped abruptly, and the person suddenly ran out!
"The corner kick is taken...point forward! Hu Lai!!"
He hit the ball!
Looking back at the moon, he threw the football backwards.
It’s a pity that it is slightly higher than the crossbar!
"Oh Hulay! Although he didn't score, he has continuously threatened Algeria's goal! After the Chinese team lost the ball, they passed the initial panic, and now under the leadership of Hulay, they are gradually finding the feeling again! Just play like this, China
Team! Just play like this!"
He Feng was in the commentary box, patting the table and saying.
After hitting the ball, Hu Lai looked back and saw the ball flying over the crossbar. He screamed regretfully, raised his hands and dunked on his head.
Mousavi, who was not far behind him, had a dark face. He felt that he had been tricked by this kid.
The purpose of making him talk was to distract himself, but he actually fell into this kid's trap!
Just now when he heard Hu Lai suddenly cut off, he was still thinking: Who are you? Tell me, you are trying to lie to me, who are you!
Unexpectedly, Hu Lai took this opportunity to escape from his guard and got a chance to header!
This is the first time in this game that he was thrown away by Hu Lai!
Before the game, head coach Durand reminded him more than once to pay special attention to Hulay. As the Premier League Golden Boot and the best player in the Premier League last season, he was by no means in vain.
Don't let him leave your side, even if you only give him half a body position, he may hit the football into the goal! So as long as you are in the penalty area, stick to him every step of the way!
This is what the head coach said, half of the positions were like this, and that one position was simply too indulgent.
Facts also proved that the head coach did not lie to him. With a little negligence on his part, the opponent got a chance to shoot in front of the goal.
If it hadn't been for the forward point this time, Hu Lai turned his head to attack the goal with his back to the goal. It was too difficult, the angle was too small, and he didn't hit the goal frame, maybe he would have scored!
Mousavi was shocked and angry, staring at Hulay with eyes that seemed to spit out fire.
Seeing him like this, Hu Lai immediately stopped being upset about not scoring a goal, and instead changed his expression: "Look, brother. I said giving us a corner kick is equivalent to letting us score a goal. So next time you
But try harder and never give us a corner kick!"
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Zhang Qinghuan found that Hu Lai was in good condition today.
After all, if he is not in a good condition, he probably has no intention of using such a cheap trick to talk to the other party...
So as the "halberd holder" holding the Chinese team's offensive trident, he should be responsible for passing the football to Hu Lai and give full play to the sharpest tip of the trident.
So when he received the ball again, he immediately looked up to observe Hu Lai's position and tried to pass the football to the latter. Unexpectedly, he suddenly lost his balance, his body tilted to one side, and the ball at his feet was also poked away.
Got it!
"Sadeli! He suddenly kicked out from behind and knocked the football away!"
"Zhang Qinghuan didn't notice what was going on behind him and went to look for Hu Lai..."
Zhang Qinghuan, who was knocked to the ground, saw Sateri's back and realized who had done that. Lying on the ground, he raised his hands to complain to the referee about the opponent's foul.
But the referee ignored it.
Because Sateri did not commit a foul in that moment.
Although he struck from behind, he stabbed the football away cleanly, knocking Zhang Qinghuan down by the way.
In other words, Zhang Qinghuan's fall was an accidental result.
After Sateri passed the football to his teammates, he turned around and saw Zhang Qinghuan getting up from the ground. He grinned, showing his white teeth.
Zhang Qinghuan thought about the smile the opponent gave him in the tunnel before the game started, and his heart sank.
He was targeted by this "killing machine".
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Although the Chinese team improved and rebounded in the final stages of the first half, it also threatened Algeria's goal.
However, they ultimately failed to break through the opponent's goal and equalize the score.
When the referee blew the whistle to end the first half, the score was still 1:0, with Algeria leading.
The first goal of the World Cup that Chinese fans have been waiting for has not arrived.
However, the team's performance in the final stage still made them full of confidence in the second half.
In general, although they lost a goal in the first half, the overall performance of the Chinese team was still better than people's expectations.
The imagined situation of not being able to perform even half of the normal level due to being too nervous did not occur. This is really a valuable improvement for the Chinese team, which has always stretched its hips first psychologically in the past.
Because of this, fans are full of longing for the team's performance in the second half.
We're only one goal behind with forty-five minutes to go...
Everything is possible!
"Come on, Chinese team! Come on, Hu Lai! Come on, Luo Kai!" Yan Yan shouted from the box with a microphone.
