Chapter 472 This game is too difficult (daily transition)
Wembley Stadium.
The crowd was buzzing.
Each legendary name echoed in the night sky.
The camera occasionally shows the European team's coaching bench.
Van Gaal's face turned red and he paced back and forth anxiously.
Beckenbauer slowly told Li Kang stories.
"I set a record for... the highest goals conceded by the Bundesliga champions."
"I had a special hat-trick, two goals against my own goal."
"Even in my peak period, I lost to Offenbach 0:6 and Schalke 04 1:7. I thought I grew up in defeat, but before leaving Europe, I experienced Schalke again.
A 0:7 massacre in K04.”
"The football world is so wonderful."
"Oh? So we're three goals behind? Go warm up!"
When Van Gaal heard Beckenbauer's words, his expression instantly soothed and he felt relieved.
He quickly helped Li Kang take off his coat, then bent down with difficulty and tightened the teenager's shoelaces.
Maradona was so immersed in the joy of leading by three goals that he did not notice this small clip happening.
...
The 68th minute of the game.
Dead ball phase.
The fourth official stood on the sidelines outside the center circle and held up the LED substitution number plate.
"The European team has made its first substitution adjustment."
"Young general Li Kang, replace Ronaldo!"
Exploded.
Wembley Stadium exploded.
As if the European team dropped an atomic bomb in London, waves of cheers overwhelmed the waves, causing the camera to shake slightly.
All eyes were fixed on the black-haired No. 10 on the sidelines.
Cristiano Ronaldo looked stern and a little unhappy, but after seeing the figure of Li Kang, his mood calmed down a little.
He did not leave the field nearby, but ran to the sidelines and completed the normal substitution procedures.
After high fives and hugs.
He also reminded Li Kang in his ear: "The competition is very difficult, so be serious and work hard."
Van Gaal quickly agreed, his fat body trembling slightly: "Yes, yes, we are three goals behind. The entire central axis opposite is full of South American stars in their prime..."
Coach's seat.
Beckenbauer frowned and said to his assistant: "Let Van Gaal go away, that guy blocked my back from watching Li Kang come on."
the other side.
Maradona was stunned, his eyes widened.
He calmed down slightly and roared at Mascherano and the back line: "Be serious, that kid is the Cruyff of this era!"
The voice was quickly drowned out by the overwhelming cheers.
...
Li Kang trotted onto the stage and made a few gestures.
European legends understand this.
The tone of the explanation couldn't help but become excited.
"inherited."
"Cristiano Ronaldo passed on his leadership qualities and unyielding fighting spirit to Li Kang."
"Even if you are in adversity, you must keep moving forward!"
"But... the current situation of being three goals behind is still too cruel."
...
The game continues.
Maldini threw the throw-in to Li Kang without hesitation.
Neymar and Kaka quickly stepped forward to press.
Snapped.
Li Kang turned his back and raised his left foot, and the falling football was gently picked up.
Then he turned around and accelerated, getting rid of the two Samba legends who were not good at defending.
Two seconds later.
The football landed on the instep of the left foot again.
The ball passed.
People also pass.
Thunderous applause.
“Incredible ball feel!”
"It's so unreasonable."
at the same time.
The European team's formation quickly pressed forward.
Van Persie used all his strength to squeeze in between the South American central defenders.
...
Li Kang accelerated and rushed forward.
Jumping around in the stranglehold of the South American team.
V-shaped pull ball.
Empty pedal and reverse kick.
Change direction.
Attack the right and turn left.
The audience couldn't help but have an illusion: when this kid gets the ball, he has his own BGM.
"The left foot of gold."
"Step gracefully."
"Pass it to Zidane."
“Slalom of Marseille.”
"One more push...Wow, Li Kang's movement!"
bench.
Cristiano Ronaldo is holding mineral water in one hand and a bottle cap in the other, with a surprised expression.
Van Gaal's eyes were dull and he was still chanting "difficult...difficult..."
...
Thirty meters area.
Li Kang leaned on Mascherano.
It's like a frontcourt tower.
Put up your left foot.
Long pass from behind.
Boom!
The football lifted off the ground...spinning violently in mid-air, instantly tearing apart the South American team's defense and falling straight to the left side of the penalty area.
A tall figure appeared there.
Van Persie.
The blood all over my body is boiling.
The shooter instinct in the body is completely awakened.
He didn't have time to think about how Li Kang grasped the timing of his insertion.
The moment the football falls.
The Dutch forward has completed "charging" his left foot.
Don't stop the ball.
Volley.
Boom!!!
The falling football lost its gentleness and was filled with a violent atmosphere, attacking the door of the South American team domineeringly.
This ball was passed very well.
Alisson secretly sighed... and made an exaggerated extreme save at the same time!
The light green glove rubbed the football, but could not change its trajectory!
The South American team's net was raised high!
1:3!!!
"The great connection."
"A conversation between two generations of gunmen."
"Van Persie kept volleying and shot!"
"Li Kang makes a long pass from behind, creating murderous intent!"
"The two teamed up to get a goal back!"
"Looking at the replay of this goal, the director pulled the progress a little early...Wow, it was the connection between Li Kang and Zidane that broke the South American team's midfield barrier."
"A ray of light in the dark night!"
"There is still hope."
"There is still suspense in the game."
...
Studio.
The barrage exploded.
-[The back of Li Mingdeng’s head is covered with eyes.]
- [I read Ferguson’s autobiography. At that time, Manchester United’s best passing midfielder also had a hard time grasping Van Persie’s movement... Li Kang was so awesome, he still passed long balls with his back! ]
-[Inward rotation of the back body increases long passes.]
-[The feeling of continuously getting rid of the ball...the center of gravity changes, really abnormal.]
-[Fortunately, I didn’t use my body, otherwise Ronaldinho and Cafu would have been hit and hospitalized.]
-[Messi is stunned, Li Kang fights alone against two Samba giants on MSN.]
...
Messi was not stunned...but scratched his head helplessly.
Thiago Silva feels miserable. He couldn't stop Li in the Champions League some time ago...and now he will be ravaged by him in the Legends League again.
Maradona's eyes were dull and he murmured: "Oops, this kid's touch... is a little bit similar to when I was young."
In a blink of an eye.
Wembley Stadium is filled with the names of legendary young players.
"Lee!!!"
"Lee!!!"
"Lee!!!"
There is indescribable happiness in the hearts of the fans: they say goodbye to generations of legends, but Li Kang can still run on the green field for many, many more years.
...
Van Persie recovered from his excitement and looked at Li Kang in disbelief.
I was wondering: How did he understand my running tendency in a short period of time...
Rooney was the first to rush to Li Kang.
The chubby arms hugged the latter's entire body.
"Li, pass one to me later, I'm sure I can kick it in."
Immediately afterwards.
Teammates gathered around with smiles.
...
Sideline.
Van Gaal was breathing rapidly, his face was red, and he was waving his arms and jumping around.
difficult?
It’s so hard!
What a fool I am!
It didn't take long to dance.
Then someone pushed him away.
Beckenbauer stood up and said displeasedly: "You are blocking me from enjoying Li's performance."