amaotonovel Chapter 117
Chapter 117
Chapter 117
Chu Yang stood on the serve point for the fourth time in this match.
Su Nian sent the ball, Chu Yang passed the ball back, and then strode straight into the hinterland of England.
The man following him changed from Wilshere to Fernand. The 32-year-old England veteran's physical fitness was not as good as when he was young, but his defensive experience and on-the-spot reaction had reached the peak level of a defender. Coupled with Wilshere and Walker's timely and effective defense, Chu Yang, who was almost omnipotent in the first half, quickly fell into silence.
He knew something had to change.
Chu Yang seldom took the ball anymore, but strengthened his running without the ball.
By the time Fernand noticed this, it was too late.
Shortly after England's third goal, Yang Shaotian once again got into a fight with Quinn in midfield after stealing Lennon's ball, this time winning with a clever backheel pass.
Chu Yang took the ball with his back in front of the penalty area, and then passed the ball back to Yang Shaotian. He took advantage of the situation to complete the turn, and Yang Shaotian's comfortable through ball was in front of him in time.
Fernand felt as if he was facing an enemy, so he quickly blocked his position to prevent Chu Yang from breaking through.
But Chu Yang just flicked the ball quickly, adjusted his footsteps, and hit the goal directly.
England's defenders were taken aback.
Their research on Chu Yang was limited to his short time as a substitute in the game between China and Switzerland, plus at most his personal experience in the first 45 minutes of the game. The deepest impression on Chu Yang was the combination of movement and stillness, and his elegant and free-spirited breakthrough with the ball. They didn't even know that Chu Yang had a long-range shot.
The football flew straight to the lower left corner of the goal, and the ball was very fast. Many Chinese fans stood up excitedly. Who knew that the football was suddenly touched by a foot stretched out in front of them.
"Chu Yang took a long shot, and Carey reacted quickly. The ball was blocked. Su Nian got the ball. The Chinese team still had a chance. Chu Yang and Yang Shaotian had already entered the penalty area, and Quinn and Fernand followed closely behind them..."
Su Nian did not kick rashly, but adjusted a little bit, dodged the shooting angle, and then calmly pushed the far corner on the right side of the goal.
There were no defensive players between him and the goal. The goalkeeper Baia was standing in the center of the goal, out of his reach. Everyone thought the ball was about to be scored, but Baia, who seemed powerless, showed a god-level reaction that only a world-class goalkeeper can have.
Instead of making a save, he blocked the ball with his foot in a tackle-like motion.
The ball flew out of the small penalty area and was caught by Kyrie.
The Englishman breathed a sigh of relief, and the offensive players in the frontcourt hurried to move, preparing to respond to Carey's big foot to clear the siege.
But the attack was doomed to twists and turns.
Before Kaili was about to clear the siege, Yang Shaotian poked the ball lightly to break it, and then passed the ball to the front left of the goal.
He knew that Chu Yang would definitely appear there.
He knows the position of everyone in the restricted area.
Carey and Quinn had already been attracted by him, Baia just stood up, still on the right side of the goal, and Wilshere was following Su Nian.
The only one who can stop Chu Yang is Fernand, but with Chu Yang's sudden activation ability, Fernand cannot be his opponent.
The ball will definitely go in.
Chu Yang appeared like a ghost in the chest of the England fans beating his hands, and stretched out his feet to meet the ball.
Fernand behind him couldn't stop him, squeezed up from behind him, and kicked the ball out of the boundary with one kick.
Chu Yang fell to the ground.
The sharp whistle sounded, and the referee quickly ran into the penalty area, pointing to the penalty spot with one hand, and was about to take out the card with the other.
With sharp eyes and quick hands, Quinn held down the referee's hand that was about to draw cards, and explained: "Mr. Referee, he didn't do it on purpose."
Fernand also hurried over, shook his hand and said, "I didn't bump into him, he fell by himself, this is not a foul..."
Duan Xiang shouted excitedly: "Chu Yang fell in the penalty area. The referee awarded a penalty kick. It seems that Fernand will be given a card. There is no problem with such a penalty. This is a must-goal. If Chu Yang does not fall to the ground, the score on the field has changed now, so it is reasonable to give a penalty kick."
Yang Shaotian pulled Chu Yang up and said, "How is it?"
Chu Yang looked very embarrassed when he fell to the ground, and he couldn't allow him not to be nervous.
Who knows what this team would be like without Chu Yang.
"It's okay." Chu Yang patted his buttocks, "My foot slipped."
"It's okay... slippery feet?"
You are a fucking super striker, a genius shooter, and you can slip your feet?
Is it funny?
Chu Yang took it for granted, "Yes."
"Then..." Yang Shaotian looked at the referee surrounded by the British.
Chu Yang shrugged his shoulders and walked over.
The England players watched him warily.
A penalty kick is still within the acceptable range, but if the Chinese fanned the flames and asked the referee to send Fernand off, the result of the game would be hard to say.
Yang Shaotian and Su Nian hurriedly stood beside Chu Yang, looking at each other with the same vigilance.
Suddenly, swords were on the verge of breaking out in the restricted area, full of gunpowder.
Chu Yang said: "Mr. Referee, he did not foul, I slipped and fell myself."
Yang Shaotian showed an expression of "as expected", reached out and rubbed the back of Chu Yang's head, and walked out of the restricted area.
Su Nian and the England team looked at Chu Yang in disbelief.
"Do you know what you're talking about, Chinese?" The referee gave him the same serious look.
"I know," Chu Yang said, "I slipped, it has nothing to do with him."
"Okay," the referee stopped drawing cards and looked at the surrounding England players, "but the whistle has already been blown, and the penalty kick has been awarded, which cannot be changed. This is the rule."
Of course, the Englishman was dissatisfied, and began to gather around him to find an explanation. It was not until the referee made another action of drawing cards that they were quieted down.
Not to mention the fans in the stands and the audience who are watching the live broadcast, even the other players on the field are also baffled, and the commentators from various countries are also at a loss.
Duan Xiang said: "Chu Yang stood up. He didn't look injured. This is good news, huh? He walked towards the referee and seemed to say something. Yang Shaotian patted him on the head, probably to express his approval of this little brother's performance, but Quinn and Fernand also came over and patted Chu Yang on the shoulder. What's going on?"
The other players on the field quickly figured out what was going on, and the England players were naturally full of gratitude and praise to Chu Yang, while the Chinese team's players looked more complicated.
Is it really so noble to talk about professional ethics at this time?
The ball was placed on the penalty spot, everyone else withdrew from the penalty area, and Chu Yang stood in front of the football.
The people outside the stadium haven't figured out what's going on, but they can still understand the scene of preparing for a penalty kick. Duan Xiang can only put his doubts behind him and continue to explain: "Chu Yang's position is very strange. He didn't leave any space for running-up. It seems that he wants to shoot from the spot. We all know that his shots are very powerful, but this is still a bit too risky."
After a whistle sounded, Chu Yang pushed the ball lightly.
The ball rolled slowly towards Baia, who bent down and picked him up.
Now anyone who is not blind can see that this is a penalty kick that was given up.
(End of this chapter)