The Midfield Master

"Good shot!" Huang Yifei shouted in his heart.

"This ball is so close, it is estimated that it must be scored, and the angle of that person's shot is so special. It is estimated that only the gods can save this ball."

Just when Huang Yifei thought that the goal would definitely be scored, Huang Yifei's eyes widened in the next scene, and he couldn't believe the scene before him.

The goalkeeper made a leap, blocking the ball almost at the moment the ball was about to enter the goal line. How is this possible, such a fast response speed, is it still a human being?

The player who shot the goal, even if the picture quality is very vague, Huang Yifei can't see his face, but Huang Yifei still sees regret and incredible in his actions.

He held his head and froze in front of the goal for a long time, until the goalkeeper threw the ball away, he shook his head, and then reluctantly ran back to the midfield to get the ball.

"Very awesome, this is the opponent we have to face." Hoflind said softly in Huang Yifei's ear. At this moment, a player on the plane was asleep, so Hofflind continued to lower his voice.

Let's continue watching, Hofflind lowered his voice.

Huang Yifei and Hofflind watched the game attentively.

The offensive and defensive conversion speed in the game is extremely fast, which is hardly comparable to the Eredivisie. No player has any chance to rest on the court. If an attack is over, it means to defend. Only the ball goes out of bounds, the player will only Get a short break. But it was only a moment.

"I can't imagine that we have to face such an opponent. Our luck is really terrible." Hoflind sighed heavily.

Huang Yifei also fell into silence. Although he used to play football, but due to family relations, he did not have the conditions to watch the football game on TV. It was only a few occasional opportunities to see a few World Cup matches, but at that time, Huang Yifei was together. Did not take it to heart.

He didn't know a few of the stars himself, and Hofflind said that Buffon Huang Yifei had never heard of it before. Huang Yifei only knows one Ronaldo, he should have heard a lot of talks in 2002, Ronaldo.

It seems that it is still like Ronaldinho, and Huang Yifei didn't understand these things properly.

But Buffon's performance really surprised Huang Yifei. This almost magical performance was to save the team on his own.

In this game, in addition to Buffon, Huang Yifei also paid attention to one person, the long-haired man who organized the attack just now. Although the picture quality is not particularly clear, the long hair is easy for others to recognize.

Several offensive and defensive transformations became more rapid and sharp under his passing, and the extremely broad field of vision made Huang Yifei wonder if he also had the eyes of God.

"Who is this person?" Huang Yifei pointed at the long-haired man and asked Hofflind.

"My goodness, Huang Yifei, you don't know this person, do you?"

Hofflind looked very surprised, as if it was a sin for Huang Yifei not to know this long-haired man.

Huang Yifei scratched his head. "But I really don't know each other. I used to be in China and didn't watch football games very often."

"Hehehe, then don't know each other, I think you will run into that person someday"

Hofflind smiled slyly. He is still confident in Huang Yifei's strength. A 17-year-old player with no professional training before came to the Netherlands for three months, from the youth team to the first team, and then He also surrendered the performance that made Hofflind admire, and learned the Marseille maneuver at an extremely fast speed, which made him suffer.

This kind of growth rate, let alone meeting with that player, it is only a matter of time to surpass that person.

The game screen on Hofflind's computer continued. Huang Yifei saw a black Juventus defender knocking down the long-haired man who was dribbling forward in front of the penalty area.

It's a free kick.

Free kick? Coincidentally, in the three games Huang Yifei played, Eindhoven never got a free kick, and Huang Yifei never tried a free kick in an official game.

I saw that man stood in front of the free kick and touched his long hair with his hair. There were no teammates around. Obviously, it was the long-haired man who took the free kick.

Because on the plane, the sound of this video was not heard. But at this time Huang Yifei's mood was also excited, as if he was watching the game on the court.

The long-haired man took a few steps and stretched out his arms. The body is tilted severely.

The ball was hit high. Huang Yifei also saw that the long-haired man wanted to shoot directly from a free kick, but the trajectory of the kick was like flying high. Huang Yifei could still see it.

But what Huang Yifei didn't expect was that the football that Huang Yifei wanted to fly to the auditorium in secret, but when it was about to approach the goal, it dropped rapidly. It was like taking an elevator, and it fell down instantly.

Buffon also tried his best to save, even if Buffon is strong, but the ball is obviously going towards the dead corner, there is no goalkeeper in this place to save it.

Not even Buffon, but in the end the ball hit the crossbar and flew out of the boundary. The Juventus team escaped. Huang Yifei thought that the long-haired man would be disappointed, and then Baotou. As a result, the long-haired man did not stay at all, calm and terrible, and immediately returned to his own half, ready to organize the next time. Offense.

At this time, Huang Yifei noticed that the score on the field was Juventus 1 to 0 AC Milan.

AC Milan actually lags behind when the offensive is so dominant. This is related to Buffon's steady performance, but it is also inseparable from AC Milan's luck.

The goal just now, obviously if you have better luck, you can score a goal, but it is only 10cm away.

Sometimes scoring is just a little bit of luck. But we must also admire the long-haired man who is still so stable even when he is behind, whether it is progress or defense, he is so stable.

Even if a good goal was missed, there was no impatience.

This is an excellent midfielder.

Huang Yifei and Hofflind continued to watch the game, and in the next game, AC Milan still suppressed Juventus.

But AC Milan is always close to scoring, or it is saved by Buffon, or it is hit on the goal post or unexpectedly missed the ball.

In the end, Juventus maintained a one-goal advantage until the end of the game.