Chapter 1798 So handsome

Reynaldo Lima sits on the bench and looks out onto the pitch.

The sky above the Sagrada Familia stadium was full of boos.

The boos were all for one guy and only subsided a little after he passed the football around.

But soon the football was passed back to his feet, boos again.

He followed up and shot the football towards the goal!

Catalan goalkeeper Tony Schulman single-handed the bottom line!

The boos in the stands instantly switched to exclamations, followed by applause for Schulman.

The No. 14 player of the Madrid Pirates dominated the mood of the Catalan fans, making them angry and nervous at times.

To be honest, Lima was a little envious.

He is also eager to be the focus of everyone in the audience like Hu Lai.

At home, he wants to hear the home fans cheering and singing wildly for him.

On the road, he hopes that every time he takes the ball, the opposing fans will scream in horror.

booed?

He never cared about being booed.

He even thought that being booed was his reward, the best way to promote his threatening ability.

But unfortunately, now he can only sit on the bench and watch Hu Lai's performance.

Kabanka asked him to be ready even if he was on the bench.

He didn't know how to be ready.

He can only sit and watch on the bench like a spectator, and the viewing angle is not as good as that of ordinary spectators. From the perspective of watching the ball, although his position is closest to the stadium, it is not the best viewing angle. Location.

The best position is still above, because there is a more comprehensive view.

Catalan United’s bench is sunken—the players’ seats are in the sinkhole under the turf, so sitting on the chairs and looking over, their line of sight is almost at the same level as the calves of the players on the field. If you want to To see more clearly, I have to stand up from my seat.

So head coach Reilly Vicente spent most of the time standing outside commanding the area after the start of the game. At any rate, he could see more clearly than sitting in the pit. It was more convenient for him to know what happened on the field and for him to direct the game.

Twenty-three minutes into the game, the score is still 0:0.

Although it is a home game, Catalan United's advantage is not that great.

Perhaps it is because the Madrid Pirates are not afraid to challenge the Catalan United in the away game, or it may be because the Madrid Pirates' winning percentage against the Catalan United in the previous two seasons is higher than when they return home...

In short, the Madrid Pirates did not shrink their defense because of the away game.

Facing the Catalan United, the master of "passing and controlling football", the Madrid Pirates' response is to press high and fly with both wings.

Although Catalan United also has fast horses like Kabanka and Mario Salado, their overall football style is not based on speed.

When the Madrid Pirates played the tactics of flying on both wings, the overall advancement speed was very fast, requiring all players involved in the offense to run wildly, as if they were participating in a track and field competition.

That's it for now.

Camara raced Catalan left-back Francisco Calderon down the right.

But in fact there is no football in front of them-at this time the football is still at the feet of Vukovic in the middle.

Kamara started ahead of time and inserted into the open space ahead.

Of course Calderon didn't dare to let him go just like that, so he could only follow.

So the two started a real "race" on the sidewalk.

Calderon moved his body closer to Kamara while running, tangling his right hand with the opponent's left arm, trying to interfere with Kamara's handling of the ball.

Even if Kamara was entangled by Calderon, Vukovic still chose to pass the football because he believed in Kamara's ability.

But under Calderon's unscrupulous defense and small moves, Kamara's ball failed to accelerate.

The two of them ran to the landing point of the football at the same time. Kamara broke his hands out of Calderon's arms, raised his right leg and threw the flying football directly into the middle!

The football flew over Calderon's head, and Kamara himself made a sudden stop and cut in!

Calderon didn't expect Kamara to be able to make such an exquisite ball control under the high-speed running and his interference, and was caught off guard by Kamara.

It was too late for him to turn around and jump back...

Camara stretched his foot inside and then moved the football to the middle, narrowly avoiding the Catalan central defender Paul Fortune who rushed up to steal the ball.

But he was knocked to the ground by Catalan midfielder Victor van der Stern as he tried to get possession again.

Although van der Stern raised his hands and made a movement of retracting his feet when he knocked down Kamara, his body still failed to brake the car and knocked Kamara down to the ground.

So the referee blew his whistle and called him a foul, and gave the Madrid Pirates a free kick in the middle of the penalty area, about 32 meters away from the goal.

Catalan fans booed violently in the stands to protest the referee's decision.

Everyone knows that the Madrid Pirates have a top free kick master Tonini, and thirty-two meters is just within range for him.

He can directly threaten the Catalan goal.

Sure enough, amidst the boos, Tonini ran up and began to place the football himself.

While he placed the football, the Catalan players nervously built a wall.

Kabanka is also in the wall.

But he didn't let all his teammates line up the wall - he pushed Van der Stern out of the wall: "Go and watch Hu!"

The human wall originally composed of six people became five.

Van der Stern obediently ran to find Hou Lai.

Seeing him coming, Hu Lai smiled and said in Dutch: "Don't listen to him, your human wall is not high enough now, but it is very dangerous."

Van der Stern is 1.88 meters tall. He is as tall as the main peak of a mountain in the wall of people.

He can also effectively increase the anti-air capability of the human wall.

Van der Stern ignored Hu Lai, and responded with practical actions—he stood beside Hu Lai silently.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Hu Lai continued to speak very familiarly: "Should I say it or not, brother, I still want to persuade you. Don't foul in this area next time, it is too dangerous. If you lose Ball, are you not a sinner? Hey, why did you come to the Catalan United? Wouldn’t it be nice to win the Bundesliga championship in the Blue and White Munich? Or is the price offered by the Catalan United particularly high? Hey brother, your annual salary How much? If it’s not double your annual salary in Blue and White Munich, it’s a shame to come to Cathay United, right?”

Van der Stern didn't expect that he would ignore it. This man is still so thick-skinned.

He couldn't help rolling his eyes, but he still ignored Hu Lai.

That's when the players on both sides got ready.

Both Tonini and Vukovic stood behind the football. In many people's eyes, Vukovic should have feinted and used it as a cover for Tonini.

Sure enough, after the referee whistled, Vukovic ran to the football first, and then stepped over the football.

After skipping the football, he immediately pulled away horizontally and ran towards the left rib.

Immediately behind him, Tonini started his run-up and kicked the football... to the left!

He didn't shoot directly, but passed to Vukovic who pulled away!

It makes those Catalan wall players trying to jump up look a bit... silly.

Among them, the wall players who did not take off rushed towards Vukovic, trying to block Vukovic's shot with their bodies.

Even van der Stern couldn't help being drawn away. He turned his head to look at Vukovic, completely oblivious to the fact that Hou Lai behind him had actually pulled back.

Vukovic didn't stop the ball, he swung his left leg in the process of pulling away laterally, and it seemed that he was really going to shoot directly.

But when the Catalan players rushed up, his left foot rubbed the football up and passed it to... the back point!

"Vukovic... pass the back pass!"

Van der Stern watched the football flying towards him before he realized the problem.

He quickly turned around and looked behind him, and saw Hu Lai, who had been pulled to the back point, jumped into the air with the flying football, and then swung his right leg!

Facing this scene, Van der Stern only had time to reach out to Hu Lai, but of course he couldn't touch him at all...

He could only watch helplessly as Hu Lai volleyed the ball with his right foot at the back point...

Boom!

Goalkeeper Tony Schulman jumped up in front of Hu Lai, with his arms and legs spread apart, forming a "big" character, blocking Hou Lai's shooting angle as much as possible.

From the front point to the back point, his reaction speed is fast enough...

But the football slipped through the gap between his left arm and his body!

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"HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!!"

Spanish commentator Sanchez raised his arms and shouted at the commentary booth ~lightnovelpub.net~ Hey, beautiful! Holly! pretty! In the 25th minute, Hou Lai opened the scoring for the Madrid Pirates! He scored again...again at the Sagrada Familia! It seems that the rumors on the Internet may have some truth. In this stadium, he can always find the feeling of scoring goals! "

He Feng and Yan Kang in the rear studio also laughed.

Amidst their hearty laughter, Hu Lai, who had landed, got up from the ground, turned his head to call his teammates to follow, and rushed to the corner flag area.

Then, in the storm of boos from the fans of the home team, he jumped high and landed firmly.

And then he just stood there at the corner flag, arms outstretched, his back turned to the angry Catalan fans, who pointed their middle fingers at him and yelled...

Reinaldo Lima on the bench was stunned - he actually thought this scene was so cool!

(end of this chapter)