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v7 Chapter 189: 1 was chased straight, never surpassed

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After losing such a ball, Pochettino also seemed quite helpless. He has been shaking his head frequently on the coach seat, but what annoys him most now is not this, but some of the players feel that the lost ball should be the responsibility of his teammates, so And quite dissatisfied.

For example, the front arrow Harry Kane.

The midfielder does not have the advantage. This is because he is mentally prepared, so he has made the biggest sacrifice. Most of the time he retreats to the midfielder to receive the ball. He feels that he has done well enough. He is such a strong high center, even Pochettino has never asked for this, but this is a concession he made for the team’s overall situation, but even so, he still has few opportunities to get the ball in the midfield. Pitiful. The voice was almost shouting, and he kept raising his hand to signal the midfielder to pass himself the first time, but this group of people treated themselves as if they didn't exist at all.

Harry Kane watched the team get scored, and this sentiment immediately became deeper—Zuo Te passed to Lao Tzu, took the ball and went straight ahead, would he still lose the ball? Do you all treat yourself as a week? Damn it! Do you want me to do lower back work?

"Hey, what are you doing? Passing! Passing! We need to attack, OK? Moussa, the skills at the foot are a bit worse, but you have to learn to be more selfless!"

Dembele's face may not look good. His technique is almost worse than Zhou Tian, ​​but it is not weak. Even in the Belgian national team, it is not a rough brother, and it seems that you should not say it to Harry Kane. Right?

However, Tottenham's weak offense is indeed a fact, not to mention Harry Kane. The most critical issue is that the two sides are busy and ineffective-they can't even get the ball, what can they expect to do?

In the first half, Manchester United had an overwhelming advantage in the offense. In addition to Zhou Tiancheng's four world waves, he was the most powerful De Pei-he completely beat the left back Trippier on the wing. exploded. The speed can't keep up.

Pochettino's face is a little unsightly. The team should be lucky to be behind by only one goal at the end of the half. It is completely impossible to see the attack that Tottenham should play. From the backcourt, the long pass to the front Harry Kane could not get the ball-not only to face Smolin, more often Matic will also quickly swim around Harry Kane to help defense.

When he returned to the locker room at the end of the first half, Pochettino felt that he had no more cards to exchange, despite the absolute talent of the Tottenham frontline, the former Monaco demon Adebayor and Valencia shooter Soldado It is available, but he feels not enough. To some extent they are all types of shooters.

Pochettino glanced at the bench, just as Sun Xingming stared at the field and thinking: If it is himself, facing such a midfield defense, can he make a striking blow like Zhou Tiancheng?

Sun Xingming shook his head subconsciously: What did he want? I'm a winger, I won't face the midfield as tightly as I could.

He raised his head and prepared to go to the dressing room, and he looked up at Pochettino's eyes.

"Sir..." Sun Xingming was not sure what Pochettino meant. Do I need to go on my own?

"Son, get ready, go to the locker room with me, listen to the tactics, and prepare for the second half. Is there a problem with Harry playing as a striker?"

Sure enough, as he thought, Sun Xingming rubbed his hands, showing an excited expression. It was a little nervous for other Premier League rookies to be in danger in the first game of the new season, but Sun Xingming did not. He had a goal in his heart, it was not to cope with it. This is what reporters from their own countries say.

Pochettino was a little clearer, but he didn't intervene, and by now, the young men's strong thoughts were not bad.

The adjustment was made immediately after the intermission, and Sun Xingming came out and replaced Ali.

At the moment when Sun Xingming appeared, the camera was aimed at his back. The original on-site director wanted to remind the audience that Sun Xingming was still No. 7 in the new club. The numbers of the Premier League teams are all exquisite. It is enough to be able to get No. 7 in Tottenham. Pochettino positioned him.

However, this is just what the director wants to remind the audience. As for how to interpret it, the audience can play a variety of new tricks, especially not to doubt the creativity of Chinese fans.

The focus is always on Sun Xingming’s English abbreviation “son”, which is a permanent stalk. Netizens took out a PS picture done last year’s Asian Cup, half of which was Sun Xingming’s “son”, and Zhou Tiancheng’s jersey The back became "Dad".

"Son son is on."

"Look like Sun Xingming, don't expect to score goals, I'm here to learn, you continue, you continue."

"Good boy, come, hey, learn from your dad. The Premier League is not something you can do if you want to."

Zhou Tiancheng looked at it more, he was at least familiar with Sun Xingming's face, but was a little surprised. Matic came over and asked him quietly, "Chou, your country?"

Zhou Tiancheng gave him a white look: "Nemania, what kind of look does your family just connect to the Internet? The Chinese have such a small squint? Obviously they are Korean."

Matic suddenly said: "Oh, Zhou, don't be angry, anyway, I don't know Asians clearly, then rest assured, haha, don't have to look at your face, go to death."

"We've been dying for a long time, huh, huh, they don't have a chance, they can't have one. They just have to score another goal."

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Tottenham launched a long pass from the backcourt. With Sun Xingming doing this speed impact in the frontcourt, the first point of Kane's header was almost for his feet.

After taking the ball, Sun Xingming started to play the ball. After passing the Rohuo who threw himself~lightnovelpub.net~ Facing Smolin, he still wants to continue inwardly.

He is eager to show his strength on the big stage of the Premier League star, but he thinks this stage is too simple.

Without Zhou Tiancheng's strength, this is not the place for you to play personal heroism!

Matic rushed over and intercepted the ball from behind, while Sun Xingming and Smolin bumped into his arms.

Smolin was not afraid of his physical fitness at all. He did it specifically. He collided with Sun Xingming and stood on the spot like a wooden pile, but Sun Xingming directly planted a big heel.

He sat on the ground, spread his hands, and asked the head referee why he didn't foul. Pointing at Smalling non-stop, "He fouled! He fouled!"

Perhaps this standard is a yellow card in the Bundesliga, but this is the Premier League, the referee signaled Sun Xingming to sit up: "I see clearly, do not doubt my vision, young man."

Sun Xingming sat on the ground and spread his hands. This expression made Chinese fans feel more happy.

"Everyone swear less. Son Sun is still very humble. They said it was just to catch up with Zhou Tiancheng. This shows that Chengda is now an idol level... As for whether it can catch up, it is not easy to say! "

"Chengda has been chased by various gods, but has never been surpassed. The king of the gods is none other than me."

"Give him 20 years, he can't exceed, this task will be handed over to his son, Zhou Tiancheng, a 20-year-old young man, PK, 50, still has some chance of winning."

"Are you sure upstairs? Before waiting for his son to single out, Xiao Fuxing pushed away his dad-you are something, and you want to single out with my dad, let me pass this level!"

"If you go back upstairs, you can't be more desperate? You won't play in one round. The son of the grandson must find his father to settle the bills. What's so bad about how you let me play?"

"Hahaha!"