Chapter 40 Bright Sword!

Funny is more fun than fans.

Regarding various comments on the Internet, Zhan Jun, Duan Xuan, and Zhang Lu on the commentary stage couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, welcome to fans and audience, this is the commentary stand, and we will explain the China-Australia battle next."

After Zhan Jun finished speaking, he turned his head and asked, "Do you two have anything to say?"

Duan Xuan smiled and said: "Actually, we are quite confident about this game. After all, in the previous two games, the performance of the Chinese team surprised us. I believe that we can win if we maintain this state. Victory. Come on, China!"

Zhan Jun nodded and said: "Yes, we were pleasantly surprised by the changes of the Chinese team in the recent games, but Australia is a powerful Asian player, and they play in the British style. This style will be very passive in the face of technical schools, but When playing against a counter-attacking team, they can often perform miraculously, what does Director Zhang think about this?"

Zhang Lu laughed twice and said, "Who said the Chinese team can only play defensive counterattacks?"

Oh?

Hearing this, Zhan Jun and Duan Xuan's eyes lit up, and said, "Director Zhang, do you have any gossip? Share it with us?"

"I can't say it now!" Zhang Lu smiled and said, "But I know that the tactical style of this Chinese team is not limited to defensive counterattack. They can adapt to a variety of tactics. Defensive counterattack is naturally what they are best at. And so will they!"

After a pause, Zhang Lu exaggerated: "A super midfielder of 200 million euros is put on the field, and he just plays defensively and counterattacks. Isn't this a waste of money?"

Hearing this, the three couldn't help laughing.

Duan Xuan nodded and said, "That's right, I heard that during the training camp, the Chinese team practiced pass control, but the results were not made public, and Lippi was also tight-lipped, but it doesn't hinder our expectations."

"The Chinese team has experience in playing pass and control. For example, during Gao Hongbo's period, he insisted on the policy of 'walking the ground and playing pass and control'. However, it may be because of his obsession with the ground or the limitation of the midfield. This road failed in the end. It has also been criticized by many people. Therefore, I hope Lippi is correct for the transformation of the Chinese team this time."

"There is nothing wrong with walking on the ground, but you can't ignore the ball in the air. The game is changing rapidly. The test is the players' ability to play. I believe we can 'absolutely' trust Yi Le in this regard!"

Duan Xuan bit the accent on the word "absolutely" to highlight his thoughts, which also made the two people next to him smile.

There was also a burst of joy in the barrage.

"Is this the beginning?"

"The rhythm of blowing Yile has started again."

"Who wouldn't explain it this way, I would too... Yi Le is the father!"

"Zhang Lu is right. It's really embarrassing to play a defensive counterattack with a midfielder worth 200 million euros. I really look forward to whether they can play effective pass control!"

"Pull it down! Relying on Yi Le alone is considered pass control, who has played like this before?"

"Upstairs, Millwall find out, how did they play pass control at that time?"

"Actually, I think it's really interesting, but the question is whether it can play offensively. If it's the soft pass and control before, it's fine! It's better to defend and counterattack!"

"It's over, all we can do now is trust them!"

"That's right! Come on! Come on, Yi Le! Come on, China!!"

"Captain, protect Yi Le, Hao Junmin, protect Yi Le too!"

"Millwall mode? Shall we pretend to be a football hooligan?"

 …

In public opinion, the starting lineup emerged.

The formation put out by the Chinese team made the eyes of the commentary booth and the audience shine.

"Oh!!"

Zhan Jun couldn't help clapping his hands, and said with a smile: "Does this count as our guess?"

Duan Xuan was also pleasantly surprised: "4-2-3-1! This is really a pass control!!"

Chinese team (4-2-3-1):

Goalkeeper: Yan Junling.

Defenders: Feng Xiaoting, Mei Fang, Zhang Linfan, Jiang Zhipeng.

Midfielders: Zheng Zhi, Yi Le, Exon, Hao Junmin, Li Xuepeng.

Forward: Wu Lei.

"Actually, the lineup is quite reasonable! Zheng Zhi and Li Xuepeng are defensive midfielders who can intercept and steal. Yi Le came to the position of central midfielder, which is more convenient for offensive organization. Hao Junmin and Exon can play two wings. Wu Lei Come forward!"

Zhang Lu nodded and said, "The lineup is reasonable, but it depends on whether it can produce results!"

At this moment, Zhang Lu's hands were full of sweat. Although he thought about it, he didn't expect Lippi to dare to play like this.

This is the Sino-Australian war!

If you lose, you will really be accused by thousands of people.

But for some reason, he admired Lippi's bold change.

As an Italian coach, everyone knows that he is good at defensive counterattacks, but he suddenly pulled out such a pass and control lineup, and the opponent was directly confused!

 …

That's right!

Postkoglu is in a daze now!

When he saw the opponent's starting lineup, he felt his head buzzing.

His defensive lineup is afraid of the opponent's ground coordination and penetration.

I'm really afraid of something.

Yinhu is also worthy of being a silver fox, and he directly calculated himself to death.

Postkoglu felt a bit pained, and it was too late to change his formation now, so he had to bite the bullet.

Fortunately, they are in a defensive formation, let's see if they can prevent the opponent's attack.

At 17:00 Beijing time, players from both sides have already walked out of the player channel.

In the Australian National Stadium, there are cheers from Australian fans.

But they also failed to completely silence the voices of Chinese fans.

A small number of fans who accompanied the team and local Chinese in Australia directly booked the North Stand, and continued to cheer for the Chinese team.

Play the national anthem, take a group photo, shake hands, and the guessing ends.

Players from both sides came to their respective halfs, ready to play.

At 17:00 Beijing time, with the whistle of the referee, the game officially started.

 …

The Chinese team kicked off first.

Wu Lei kicked the football directly to Yi Le. After Yi Le held the ball, he passed it back directly, and he also penetrated earlier.

At the same time, Zheng Zhi and Hao Junmin were also on top.

The Chinese team showed offensive intentions at the very beginning of the game.

Zhang Linfan knocked the football to Zheng Zhi, Zheng Zhi crossed it to Hao Junmin, Australian player Nabaut rushed over, Hao Junmin passed it to Yi Le calmly.

After Yi Le held the ball, he slapped his hands slightly forward.

This is a signal!

Press forward! !

Then Yi Le knocked the ball to Exxon, Exxon passed it to Yi Le, Yi Le made a transfer and passed it to Hao Junmin.

Hao Junmin passed back to Li Xuepeng, and Li Xuepeng passed to Zheng Zhi.

"This rhythm is a bit slow!" Zhan Jun frowned.

Duan Xuan also said bitterly; "There is no bright spot, and it is not the fast pace of Europe. Is this kind of transmission and control really necessary?"

Zhang Lu frowned and said, "What if they are trying to change the rhythm? I heard..."

Before he finished speaking, the situation in the arena changed suddenly.

Zheng Zhi knocked to the right, Exon received the ball, passed it to Yi Le, and then suddenly started.

And it was just such a moment.

The whole rhythm suddenly accelerated!

Hao Junmin and Exxon pulled towards the sides, Zheng Zhi also suddenly advanced, and Wu Lei took root directly in the opponent's defense.

Faced with such a sudden change, some Australians were unable to respond.

But just such a moment is enough for Yile to perform.

Yi Le looked at the neutral position on the left and directly inserted a through ball.

Exxon ran wildly, slammed the ball hard and directly cut inside.

This time the entire Australian defense suddenly turned upside down.

After Exxon entered the penalty area again, he found Wu Lei with a curved ball without any hesitation.

Wu Lei confronted the opponent's central defender, and finally stretched out his feet and shoveled.

The football is engraved on the toe and rolls towards the goal.

But unfortunately, it hit the post and flew out of the sideline.

 …

"I... what did I see?" Zhan Jun said subconsciously.

Duan Xuan was also a little confused, he just yelled 'ohhhh' the whole time, now thinking about it is a bit embarrassing.

Is all the explanation literacy eaten by dogs?

But don't blame the two, they can still explain the change of rhythm played by European teams very well.

After all, they know that these teams can play this kind of rhythm, but the Chinese team suddenly played this shocking change of rhythm, which directly caused their brains to crash.

Duan Xuan suddenly remembered the video of Yu Dabao scoring a goal that was circulated on the Internet in July.

The change of rhythm at that time also caused a wave of public opinion.

But the general view is that this was just a lucky attempt.

No one thinks that the Chinese team can really play this kind of rhythm.

But now it looks like... it's fucking true! !

When everyone felt that the rhythm was procrastinating, the Chinese team showed their swords!