Volume 1: Males Come and Go, People Pay Attention Chapter 63 Madman and Mad Bear (Guaranteed First Update, Please Vote for Me!)

Chapter 63: Madman and Mad Bear (First update guaranteed, please vote for me!)

Mazzarri was eager to let the team score, but Mourinho calmed down. Just when Chen Yingxiong almost pushed the football into the goal, he jumped up and roared. The Inter Milan players heard his roar, Adjustments were made quickly and he had nothing to worry about. Everything is going according to his ideas.

Inter Milan encountered the opponent's crazy offensive in the away game, and Inter Milan also survived it. Now they are gradually adjusting to Naples' defensive counterattack.

Mourinho crossed his legs on the coaching bench. He thought Mazzarri was really interesting. Doesn't he know that he is very good at defensive counterattacks?

If you still press the attack like this, are you not afraid that Inter Milan will counterattack and score a goal?

He has nothing to worry about. The game has come to this point. It shouldn't be a problem for Inter Milan to win this game.

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Just when Mourinho felt at ease, Chen Yingxiong was competing with Cordoba, who liked to make small moves, in the penalty area.

When Arshavin passed the ball, Chen Yingxiong rushed forward to fight for the top. At this time, he felt Cordoba tugging on his clothes on his side, which slowed his momentum slightly. But Chen Yingxiong did not give up the idea of ​​continuing to move forward, and Cordoba's little pulling movements could not continue forever. He always pulled and then released, just to disrupt Chen Yingxiong's rhythm.

This action is quite subtle and basically invisible. It's not like some guards who grab your clothes and won't let go until they tear.

When Cordoba grabbed the jersey, Chen Yingxiong needed to use more force to break free. When Cordoba suddenly let go, he had already increased the output power, as if he had stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. , and then quickly sped out like a car that suddenly released the handbrake. As a result, the stability and timing were completely lost...

He jacked up.

Lying on the ground, he turned back and glared at Cordoba.

The old guard who has played for Inter Milan for many years is raising his hands to indicate that he has no additional actions at all.

The referee was obviously deceived by his appearance and did not call Cordoba a foul.

It's a pity that Chen Yingxiong doesn't know how to dive. Otherwise, when Cordoba grabbed his clothes, he would immediately raise his hands, lean forward, fall to the ground with an exaggerated howl, and maybe even get a penalty kick or something.

Chen Yingxiong got up from the ground, thinking that he still gave the opponent too much time, so that the opponent could pull the jersey so calmly.

What if you go faster so that the other party doesn't have time to pull you away?

Taking advantage of a dead ball opportunity, he ran next to Arshavin.

"Shava, can you pass the ball faster?" he asked.

Arshavin understood what Chen Yingxiong meant, but he had concerns: "I put it on too fast, I'm afraid you won't be able to wear it, the time is too tight..."

"It's okay, I just need to be tight on time. Just pass the football to the goal as fast as you can, if you can't beat me!" Chen Yingxiong patted Arshavin on the shoulder, turned around and ran away.

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Next, Inter Milan's players discovered that Naples' wing attack had changed a bit.

Arshavin's pass is more sudden and the football flies faster. In the past, in order to take advantage of Chen Yingxiong's height advantage, Arshavin's crosses were higher and floatier, and the football flew in the air for a longer time. Although it fell from the air and was closest to Chen Yingxiong's head, it also gave the international team Time for the Milan defenders to get ready.

Therefore, with the cooperation of Cordoba's small moves, Chivu can still compete with Chen Yingxiong in terms of headers.

Now the situation has changed. Although the opponent's pass is lower in height, even Cordoba can hit the ball, but the ball speed is faster. The feeling now is that the football is like a shooting star that flies across the front of the Inter Milan penalty area. If there is a slight delay, it may miss the top.

In fact, Arshavin's passing ball could not be controlled so accurately in the past, but as Chen Yingxiong joined Zenit, and as Advocaat established a strategy with Chen Yingxiong as the core of the offense, Arshavin's passing skills also improved. There has been a huge improvement in practice and games. Now he can basically cross the ball at will.

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Chen Yingxiong gave it a try and found that it was easier for him to push the ball, although the ball was probably pushed out by Chivu, Maxwell and others before him.

But as long as the football can bypass the defensive player in front and fall within his range, Cordoba can't stop himself!

Just now, the football flew over like lightning. He rushed forward and not only broke away from Cordoba's defense in one fell swoop, he also hit the football. However, he hit the ball too straight and was blocked by the defender on the goal line. Sarr shot out and was kicked out of the sideline by Maicon with a big kick.

Although he did not score a goal, Chen Yingxiong saw hope. So this time he didn't put his head in his hands and cover his face.

He turned and grinned at Cordoba.

Your good days are over!

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Of course, this kind of low pass may not hit Chen Yingxiong's head every time. So in the past few times, Chen Yingxiong basically failed to hit the football, but this will not change his decision.

In the 34th minute, Arshavin once again passed the football with fast speed and a low arc. This time the ball bypassed the defending Maxwell and drew a large arc.

In order to prevent the arc from flying too close to the goal and being directly caught by the goalkeeper, Arshavin did not rush to the bottom line when passing the ball. In this way, even if the goalkeeper did not catch it, it would fly directly out of bounds. of.

He decisively made a pass just where it was in a straight line with the penalty area line!

The football is not high, probably slightly taller than a person, but the ball is very fast, like a full-moon scimitar, cutting through Inter Milan's penalty area.

Tear apart their defense!

The football bypassed Maxwell at the front. Chivu originally planned to head the ball, but he found that the football was a bit far away from him. By the time he ran over, the ball had already flown away.

The moment this thought came into his mind, the football flew past his eyes.

He turned around following the football...

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When Arshavin passed the football, Chen Yingxiong and Cordoba were still outside the penalty area.

This time, Cordoba did not intend to pull Chen Yingxiong's jersey with his hands. It would be uncreative if the small movements were the same every time... In fact, it was because his experience and intuition told him - in If he continued like this, he wouldn't be able to hold the bear back anymore.

So this time he blocked half of his body in Chen Yingxiong's path. He planned to use his hands and feet to entangle Chen Yingxiong and interfere with him grabbing points. Even if it was a foul this time, it would at best be just a free kick outside the penalty area.

He started early and got stuck on Chen Yingxiong's route.

When he hoped to interfere with Chen Yingxiong in this way, Chen Yingxiong bumped into him.

He felt as if he had been hit from behind by a speeding heavy truck. He lost his balance and center of gravity and tilted to the other side. When he looked up in surprise, he saw Naples' No. 9, rushing into the penalty area with a majestic momentum, and then... jumped up!

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"There is no defensive player beside him! In front of him, there is only Julio Cesar!"

shouted the Naples radio commentator.

"hero--"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Yingxiong in the penalty area. In the huge penalty area, he was the only one jumping forward, and he was the only protagonist on this stage.

The next second, he followed the momentum and rushed forward!

At the same time, a look of horror flashed across the face of Julio Cesar in front of him - his eyes widened and his mouth opened, as if he wanted to call for support.

But now, no one can support him, he can only rely on himself!

He dove for it - but only after the ball had sailed into the goal.

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"heroooooooooooooooo-goooooooooooooooooooool!!!" The commentator of Naples Radio jumped up from his seat, raised his arms high, and roared to the sky.

"Hero! Hero! Hero! Hero hero hero hero - hero!!! The ball is scored!!!" The commentators from other TV stations also shouted.

"In the 34th minute of the first half, Naples took the lead!! They led Inter Milan 1:0 at their home court!"

"They were ahead of Mourinho's team! They were at home and left Mourinho behind!!"

"Chen Yingxiong! Header - beautiful! Beautiful! The goal is so beautiful!!"

"No foul, no foul! When Chen Yingxiong rushed forward, his arms did not move. This was a reasonable collision. I can only blame Cordoba for being too thin!"

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Chen Yingxiong landed on the ground and saw the football score. He turned around and ran towards... the Inter Milan coaching bench on the sidelines.

Along the way, he kept waving to reject his teammates who were planning to come up to celebrate the goal with him, so he rushed straight to the front of the visiting team's coaching bench, and then stood on the sidelines.

At this time, people on the Inter Milan coaching bench and on the bench had already stood up. They stood up one after another, walked towards Chen Yingxiong, waved at him, yelled at him, and warned him not to mess around.

Chen Yingxiong simply ignored them and allowed those people to point at him and roar loudly. He lifted up his jersey and stood forward!

He faced Mourinho standing in front of him and revealed the words on the vest underneath:

"To Mourinho:

Now you know who I am, right?

From heroes. "

The coaches and players of Inter Milan were even louder in their accusations. Their fingers almost poked Chen Yingxiong in the face. Of course, before they really poked them, they were pushed away by the Naples players who rushed over. opened.

Chen Yingxiong just spread his legs and stood in front of Mourinho. Mourinho had been standing on the sidelines directing the game just now, so the distance between the two people now is from the sideline to the sideline of the command area.

Mourinho raised his head and did not look at Chen Yingxiong who was close at hand, but Chen Yingxiong was taller than him. Even if she raised her head, he could still see Chen Yingxiong's arrogant face. Unless...he turned his face away.

But he kept this posture without changing, as if he didn't want others to know that he was deliberately avoiding Chen Yingxiong - that would show weakness.

He wasn't going to show weakness. So he maintained his previous posture and looked ahead, as if the person standing in front of him was not a living person standing 1.93 meters tall, but just a ball of air. His eyes could penetrate Chen Yingxiong and cast towards the court.

Beside the two of them, Naples players and Inter Milan players huddled together, and some conflicts occurred between the two sides because of Chen Yingxiong's provocation.

But between them, Chen Yingxiong and Mourinho seemed like people who did not belong to the same world as them. Mourinho stood with his head held high, while Chen Yingxiong kept lifting his jersey and stubbornly said to that The man who ignored him showed the words on his chest.

Someone laughed.

“When these two people come together, it’s like sparks collide with the earth! Haha!”

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***, this is a war between madmen and mad bears!

beg***! !