Chapter 5: Natural Born Door God

Goals should be celebrated, especially goals scored by the goalkeeper, which are worthy of crazy celebrations.

However, Mo Qiong was embarrassed. He didn't want to score this goal.

But this ability is too overbearing. If he loses his focus a little subjectively, stopping the ball becomes a shot.

It was too high-profile and made him feel like he had gone too far.

He could turn it on, but it couldn't be turned off once it was turned on, which caught him a bit off guard.

At this moment, his teammates were surrounding him with wild praises. The more heated the scene, the calmer Mo Qiong became.

He thought to himself: "Would it be too suspicious for me not to celebrate?"

After being stunned for three seconds, Mo Qiong's face changed, he made an expression of ecstasy, waved his arms vigorously and shouted: "Are you awesome! Is my kick amazing?"

The teammates all laughed and said: "Awesome, awesome, you are so talented!"

"This kick is really amazing!"

He celebrated vigorously with his teammates. In the warm atmosphere, no one asked whether his shooting posture just now was a bit awkward.

The first half ended quickly. With leading morale, everyone returned to the lounge proudly and greeted the cheers of the home team.

On the other hand, the sports school team was completely confused. They never thought that they would lose the ball.

Even if the ball is conceded, it must be after three or four opponents were beaten, and then one goal was given to save face.

Friendly matches, as a sports school team, this is how we used to play with campus teams.

The result was not good this time. They suppressed the whole game and tore the opponent's defense to pieces, especially the left wing. What is the concept of twelve shots on target in the first half? Normally, it would have been 4:0.

Playing so vigorously, it was fine not to score, but the goalkeeper actually scored in reverse.

In response to this, the sports school team as a whole was dejected and somewhat silent when they returned to the lounge.

But the coach did not scold them. Instead, he said seriously: "You played well and are in good condition."

"Ah?" Everyone was stunned.

The coach of the sports school said: "It's not your problem, it's that I underestimated the enemy. I wanted to practice the lineup for this friendly match, warm up, and check the status, but I didn't formulate any tactics... I didn't expect that Yanda actually has a professional goalkeeper. ”

"Professional level?" Zhang Xin was shocked. Although their team is also a professional team, it can only be regarded as a quasi-professional team, that is, Level C. The super group will only reach Level B after reaching the East China District. For this reason, they have been working hard to advance.

On the other hand, the members of the Yan Brigade will all have their own jobs in the future, and they will not and do not want to become professional players.

The coach said: "And it's at least the level of the First Division!"

"Damn, they invited foreign aid for a friendly match?" Zhang Xin said confused.

"It's not a foreign player. I looked at the information about No. 1. He is a student from Yantai University. He is a sophomore this year. He is under 20 years old and majors in mechanical and electrical engineering." The coach said.

"Mechanical...electromechanical department?"

The coach said: "It doesn't matter what major he is in, what matters is his talent. He has not received professional training. He did not attack when he should attack several times, and his save and blocking postures are not standard. But he reacted quickly. He is calm and has a keen sense of smell. More importantly, he is 1.89 meters tall and has long arms and legs. He is a natural goalkeeper. "

"Without professional training, he was able to easily confiscate nine of your threatening shots. The way he saves, his balance and wrist control are simply terrifying, and... he is very confident! This is the most talented person I have ever seen. Kids, you were blinded by his talent."

"There is another surprising thing. He shot very accurately. Let's not talk about the goal. You guys were too lax at the end. What really caught my attention was his long passes during many counterattacks, which he could always find accurately. The only player in the frontcourt and all in very good positions.”

"If that center was you..." the coach pointed at Zhang Xin and said, "We have already been given four or five goals."

Everyone in the sports school took a breath, wondering if the coach was exaggerating.

At first, they planned to give the opponent four or five goals...

Zhang Xin lost his temper all of a sudden. He had worked hard all his life and could only play in the second league.

But there will always be some fierce people with extraordinary talents in football. Let alone twenty years old, there are people who enter the Chinese Super League at the age of eighteen.

Seeing that everyone was hit, the coach said: "Don't be discouraged, I will assign tasks next. Yanda's defense is full of mistakes, and you have plenty of opportunities to score!"

Although he said so, the coach actually no longer cared about winning or losing.

The tactics and adjustments emphasized next are all aimed at Yanda's goalkeeper, Mo Qiong.

He planned to use this friendly match to secretly examine the goalkeeper of this amateur team.

The same thing happened, but the amateur coach of Yan University failed to see it.

He only felt that Mo Qiong performed well this time and withstood the pressure from the sports school team.

He encouraged Mo Qiong well, saying that his last goal was a stroke of genius, and praised him for putting the team ahead by one point and maintaining his form.

The focus of the two coaches is completely different. Regarding the final goal, the coach of the sports school did not find it difficult. When both sides were relaxed, the goalkeeper suddenly had a whim and it was nothing to score the goal with a flash of inspiration.

The key is the accuracy of the long pass. With this accuracy, it is normal to use more force to get the ball into the goal. That is the fault of our own goalkeeper's laxness.

Is it possible that the goalkeeper can always score goals? impossible.

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The second half started quickly, and Mo Qiong noticed that the sports school's formation had been adjusted.

There are actually four players on the front line. Are you losing your mind? Are you going to fight?

Only two minutes into the game, Mo Qiong felt the pressure.

Their back line was directly punctured, especially Wang Xiong, who was the captain and had a high passion for football, but his skills were really not good.

Several times, the ball was passed too slowly and was intercepted.

Once the back line lost the ball, the forward line of the sports school team immediately threatened the goal guarded by Mo Qiong.

Mo Qiong faced a shot almost every minute. Although many balls were shot directly out of the baseline and occasionally the shots on target were easily confiscated, the scene was too ugly.

He knew that this level of shot had no real threat, but the alumni did not know.

The stands were extremely nervous, fearing that the school team would lose the ball in the next second.

And every time a shot was confiscated, Mo Qiong would pass it quickly, and at first it was just a hand-thrown ball directly to the midfielder.

But not only were their defenders bad, but their midfielders were also bad. They wanted to pass it directly to Han Dang, but they always passed it to the opponent's players.

Often a few minutes later, the ball would be sent to Mo Qiong in the form of a shot.

"Hold on, are you passing it back or assisting!" Mo Qiong had a good temper, but he couldn't help but spray Wang Xiong.

Wang Xiong was obviously beaten through, and he was dizzy. He started to pass the ball back to the goalkeeper as soon as he touched the ball.

Mo Qiong had mentioned this problem more than once, but Wang Xiong couldn't change it. Once he was confused, he only knew to pass it back to him.

The problem was that he couldn't pass it well... Who the hell has ever seen a pass that still requires the goalkeeper to chase the ball?

If Mo Qiong chased slower, it would be a corner kick.

Just now, the pass was too far away. Mo Qiong chased a few steps and found that the ball was caught by Zhang Xin, who then passed it to the middle.

Mo Qiong lost his position and almost let others shoot into the empty goal.

Fortunately, he decisively returned to defense, and at the critical moment, he made a diving jump and headed the ball to the right back with his fingertips.

Mo Qiong knew how to set the landing point for what kind of ball. If he dared to "shoot" the ball just now, he would not be in a heroic state, but a goalkeeper!

"Awesome! Your hands are really long!" The right back exclaimed after clearing the siege.

The forward of the sports school was about to collapse. How could he even head the ball out?

There were bursts of exclamations in the stands, and it just felt too dangerous.

At the same time, the coach also shouted: "Good! Steady! Steady and we'll win!"

It was normal for the coach of Yantai University to praise, but at some point, the coach of the sports school also came up and saw the save and celebrated: "Good! Good save!"

"Huh?" The coach of Yantai University was confused: Your players' shots at the empty goal were saved, what do you have to celebrate?

The sports school coach didn't care about other people's opinions, and looked at Mo Qiong with shining eyes, extremely excited.

Only he knew how difficult it was to head the ball to the right back just now, and the requirements for strength and control were very strict.

Even if it was a goalkeeper in the Chinese Super League, the shot just now was a great performance to be able to head the ball out of the goal frame, which was a rare occasion.

More often, it might just change the trajectory and eventually fall into the goal.

But Mo Qiong passed the ball to the player on the right side of the penalty area, which was equivalent to directly removing the strength of the shot. What a steady hand and how much strength is this?

In fact, from the fact that Mo Qiong always took shots and threw the ball directly to the midfielder with one arm, he could see that Mo Qiong had great strength.

Now, with an extreme diving jump, he poked the ball to his teammates with his fingertips, which showed the goalkeeper's physical talent.

"A natural goalkeeper."

The sports school coach didn't care about winning or losing after seeing Mo Qiong's talent. Whether this game was won or lost was not as important as seeing through Mo Qiong's potential.

"Good kick! Keep it up!" The sports school coach was happy, intending to force his players to bring out more potential from Mo Qiong.

People who didn't know thought he was also a coach of Yanda University.

Mo Qiong didn't know about this, but he really wanted to change the situation.

Because he was too tired, it didn't feel good to be pressed in front of the goal and shoot wildly.

The existence of the back line didn't help him at all.

But this is understandable. After all, there are four forwards, plus the midfielder pressing in. Let alone the gap in strength, even if there is no gap, the back line will be chaotic.

"If we keep going like this, we will lose the ball sooner or later. Everyone is stunned." Mo Qiong could see that the defense had completely lost confidence and their mentality collapsed. They urgently needed a counterattack to save themselves.

If they could score a goal, it would definitely change the morale.

But he passed the ball to the midfield many times, but his teammates were not strong enough and could not even organize a decent attack. Passing to the defender... forget it, he didn't dare to pass it.

If he was asked to shoot the ball himself, it would not work. He would think it was too much for the goalkeeper to score once, let alone twice.

"You guys are pushing the line like this, do you really think we have no striker?" Mo Qiong was holding back his anger and locked his eyes on Han Dang again.

"Bang!"

A long pass that cut through the court, the target, the inside of Han Dang's shoes.

In order to prevent Han Dang from not receiving the ball, he directly set the landing point on Han Dang.

As his roommate, he had seen Han Dang's shoes many times and knew the details clearly. His name was written on the inside.

In other words, Mo Qiong could not see the landing point this time, but he had seen it before... It was a landing point that existed in his memory.

Han Dang was thinking about the landing point while moving towards the penalty area.

Seeing the ball fall, he pushed his chest and kicked it with his right foot. The ball just hit the name on the inside of his shoe and bounced not far away.

Han Dang rushed forward with the ball and faced the goalkeeper...

This ball was more comfortable than ever before!

He even admired his own ball-handling skills.

Unfortunately, he soon regretted his shooting skills. The opponent's goalkeeper was also very good and headed the ball out of the baseline.

"Damn! It didn't even go in!" Han Dang covered his face.

Mo Qiong was also helpless. Having a chance doesn't mean you can go in. A single shot is nothing more than a big chance. If you can definitely go in, what's the point of a goalkeeper?

It can only be said that there was a goal conceded once, and the goalkeeper was very focused and played steadily.

"It doesn't matter, there are plenty of opportunities..." Mo Qiong didn't care at all. Whether it went in or not was Han Dang's business. He just fed the ball to Han Dang, threatened the opponent, and forced the opponent to close the overly oppressive formation.

However, the coach of the sports school didn't know what he was doing. He insisted on competing for the ability of the striker.

There was no intention to let this extremely aggressive formation converge.

So, throughout the second half, the sports school team pressed the smoke and shot.

And Mo Qiong bravely confiscated the shot, quickly counterattacked with a long pass, found Han Dang's position, and created favorable opportunities.

Time and time again, he penetrated the back line every time, allowing Han Dang to receive the ball extremely comfortably.

How could I not feel uncomfortable? I went for the name on Han Dang's shoes!

Gradually, Mo Qiong has become more and more proficient in his ability. In fact, it is not difficult to control it, as long as you always remember that you have a goal.

The goal must be clear, the clearer the more accurate, it can be a goal in memory, and finally the ball will fall to the current position of the goal.

During the period, because Han Dang had too many opportunities, the opponent directly fouled him outside the penalty area and got a free kick.

Mo Qiong thought about it and did not go up. Although they have a free kicker, for an amateur team, in fact, as long as anyone raises his hand to indicate that he wants to kick, he can try the feeling of taking a free kick.

He knows that as long as he takes a free kick, he will definitely score.

But Mo Qiong does not care about this honor. He just wants to end it easily and find a place to study his ability quickly.

Little did he know that just like this, he has been strongly concerned by the opponent's coach.

His saves, his counterattacks, and his terrifying long passes like sharp knives made the coach of the sports school team dance with joy and excitement.

The coach rubbed his hands, shook his head in amazement, and made a sound of "tsk tsk" as if he had seen a treasure.

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