Chapter 16: Exaggerated and Weird Arc Straight Plug
In the fans' stands, Pere raised his hands and shouted loudly to celebrate Leeds United.
At this time, Pere's face was flushed with excitement.
He could clearly see how the goal came about, and he also understood why the Chinese boy had to carry out a ten-minute attack in the middle of Reading.
This kid is simply a big liar, he lied to everyone!
“Dribbling skills are 90+! The connection and frequency of movements are extremely fast!”
"Football IQ 90+! This is a midfielder who knows how to play with his brain!"
"Both feet are flexible and balanced, with strong breakthrough ability!"
"Rhythm control is 80+, which is an excellent level."
After roaring a few times, Pere sat back down feeling very comfortable and wrote continuously in his notebook with trembling hands.
What was most surprising to him was the change in rhythm he saw from Mo Yang's control of the midfield.
This kind of rhythm change control may seem illusory, but it is a necessary condition for a top midfielder.
At this moment, he couldn't wait to rush down and sign an agency contract with Mo Yang.
After writing these big words, Pere suddenly felt that the surroundings were a little quiet. When he looked up, his whole body froze and his whole body felt bad.
All the Reading fans in this area were gritting their teeth and staring at him.
Especially the muscular men around him, their fingers were snapping!
Pere's neck shrunk, he stood up and ran along the aisle, bending over and holding his head.
Suddenly, the Reading fans threw their objects at poor Pere and yelled curses!
Damn it, a Leeds United fan actually dares to act like a monster in front of their eyes. It's like putting eye drops on them, and you won't be able to beat them to death!
After a burst of crackling sounds, Pere, who had several bags on his big, smooth head, escaped with his life. The pain was so painful that he grinned and groaned!
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"Bai Lele, do you know how to do this? The game is almost over!"
"You have no hair on your lips, and you are not good at work. If I had known, I would have let my master do it! You stupid son, if your godfather and godmother can't see you today, I will prevent you from seeing the sun tomorrow. Believe it or not."
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In Mo Yang's home in Chengdu, Sichuan, Bai Mo's and Bai Mo's families gathered together. In order to see their son, Mo Xiangdong and his wife spent huge sums of money on a computer worth tens of thousands of yuan.
At this time, in the living room, Bai Lele was sweating profusely and was installing the system.
After a while, the system was finally installed. In order to see the sun tomorrow, he immediately downloaded the paid circumvention software and quickly searched for the English Championship live broadcast.
Finally, there was a picture on the monitor, but this shot shocked everyone.
The camera was being replayed, and the protagonist was Mo Yang. When he was dribbling the ball just now, he was directly hit by the Reading full-back and flew out, rolling on the ground several times.
"Torrent! None of these devils are good!" Bai Weidong was furious.
"We're not Japanese, where did the Japanese come from!" Bai Lele argued to the death.
Bai Weidong stared, "Isn't a carrot a carrot?"
Bai Lele gave a thumbs up, "Brilliant! Makes sense!"
Mo Xiangdong and his wife looked worried, but fortunately they saw their son stood up quickly and seemed to be fine, so they breathed a sigh of relief.
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On the field, Mo Yang patted the grass clippings on his body with a wry smile on his face.
After the game restarted, Reading took advantage of a dead ball opportunity and brought on a midfielder, adjusting their tactics and no longer staying in their own penalty area to defend against counterattacks.
Mo Yang has received special attention. Now as long as he enters a threatening area in the opponent's half, a Reading player will immediately come up to target him.
Once he gets the ball, there will be two people marking him, and sometimes he will even encounter a zone defense of two or three people in the area.
"Yang is in big trouble!" Andy Gray in the studio was worried. "After the game restarted, Yang was blocked by Reading. It is difficult for him to get the ball now. Even if he gets the ball, he will encounter two or three players from Reading.
The siege and robbery.”
"In just four minutes, Yang suffered no less than seven fouls. Reading players were committing malicious violations with the purpose of interfering with Yang's play and interrupting Leeds United's offensive rhythm!" Andy Gray strongly criticized the behavior of Reading players.
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On the sidelines, Bielsa also smiled bitterly. He did not expect Reading to react so quickly and directly find Mo Yang's weakness.
At this moment, the weaknesses of Mo Yang, who was being closely guarded, began to be exposed. The weaknesses of his serious lack of competition experience and poor confrontation ability had been bloodyly torn apart.
But Bielsa has no good solution. There is nothing to say about game experience. It can only be accumulated over time.
And the weak physical resistance requires a lot of time to train and change.
On the court, Mo Yang once again got the ball in the center circle. As soon as he brought the ball into the Reading half, a defensive player immediately came up to him, forcing Mo Yang to protect the ball with his back.
It was impossible to pass the ball because other nearby Reading players had directly blocked the ball outlet near him.
The defensive player who was approaching him kept pushing up and down with his strong body, causing him to frequently lose his center of gravity.
Mo Yang had no choice but to pass back to Phillips behind him. Faced with this kind of physical confrontation with real swords and guns, he was really powerless. Weakness was the original sin.
He originally thought that with Carlos's talent for concentration and bursting, coupled with nearly a month of strength training and a lot of weight gain, he would be able to cope with the collision of the British Championship level competition. But now it seems that it is not enough. He was too naive.
"The resistance ability is 50+! Very poor!"
“Lack of competition experience!”
In the stands, Perey, squatting in the aisle of the Leeds United fans area, happily wrote two more lines.
He thought it was nothing. After all, Mo Yang was only 18 years old. It was normal to lack game experience. Which professional player at this age did not lack game experience.
As for confrontation ability, it can also be practiced. They are just minor shortcomings that are innocuous and can be ignored compared to Mo Yang's advantages.
"How much time is left!" Bielsa squatted in the coaching area and watched for a while, then got up, walked to the coaching bench, sat down, and asked Frank.
"It's already 82 minutes!" Frank replied as he glanced at his watch.
Bielsa was silent for a while, then suddenly waved to Clichy on the bench: "Matthaus, go warm up!"
Chrissy was stunned for a moment and immediately stood up.
"Come back!" Clichy walked to the sidelines and was about to start warming up when he heard Bielsa's voice next to him. When he turned around, he saw Bielsa looking at the field with a smile.
Chrissy looked depressed and rolled his eyes. He wouldn't be so playful!
"Oh! Yang's position has changed. He took the initiative to retreat!" Andy Gray was a little shocked and a little worried. Although players can change positions on the court, they cannot change positions without authorization. That is a provocation to the head coach.
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Mo Yang suddenly retreated and gave up his position, leaving several Reading players responsible for guarding Mo Yang to be dumbfounded and looked at each other.
This kid dares to play like this, isn't he afraid of being punished by the head coach when he goes back?
Near the center circle, Mo Yang waved for the ball again, but Dallas raised his foot and gave it to him.
After Mo Yang caught the ball, Evans, who happened to be nearby, hesitated briefly and then rushed over.
But Moyang kicked the ball to Aylin on the right back without even stopping, and then even stepped back a lot, standing further back than Phillips and Dallas, almost becoming a midfielder behind the midfielder.
On the sidelines, Reading head coach McDermott was amused. He thought Mo Yang was scared.
And Evans couldn't follow up, so even if he followed up, it would be pointless.
If the Burnley players who were abused by Mo Yang's various through balls in the previous round saw this scene, they would probably laugh to death on the spot.
Do you think he is no longer a threat if he retreats to such a deep position?
No!
That kid will tell you with the kind of through balls that make you feel all-pervasive and make cold sweat break out on your back, he will become more terrifying!
In the aisle of the stands, Perret didn't understand it at first, but he suddenly thought that since Mo Yang came on the scene in the second half, he had never seen that kid's amazing through ball, and he suddenly vaguely guessed what this kid's goal was.
Intend.
When the Reading players saw Mo Yang being forced to retreat, they were overjoyed and pressed forward.
Mo Yang, on the other hand, connected in the middle and backcourt, using the width of the court to constantly move the ball back and forth, firmly controlling the ball.
On the surface, Reading has been suppressing Leeds United in these few minutes.
But in Mo Yang's eyes, the opportunity he was waiting for was almost here.
The game lasted 86 minutes.
Mo Yang changed his position to the right wing and looked up at the Reading half. He saw that Bamford had run to the left side of the center circle and was wandering in front of Reading full-back Taylor.
Just in front of Reading's defense.
Seeing this scene, Mo Yang grinned, stretched out his hand for the ball, and immediately responded to his request.
After getting the ball, Mo Yang passed it directly to Aylin behind him.
Following Mo Yang's return pass, Leeds United's overall formation moved backward.
Reading's formation also moved forward slightly following this pass. This is what Mo Yang wanted.
"Ai Lin!" Mo Yang raised his hand to signal Ai Lin to send it back.
Ayling didn't think much and immediately followed the instructions. Bielsa has repeatedly emphasized that if there is no good opportunity, as long as Yang wants the ball, give it to him immediately.
The ball was passed, and Mo Yang found that the ball was not very fast, so he directly passed the ball behind him, lowered his head and quickly turned around to catch up with the ball. He tilted his body while raising his left foot, and hit the bottom of the ball hard with the outside instep of his left foot.
The moment Mo Yang passed the ball, Bamford discovered that the offside line constructed by Reading suddenly moved forward.
Out of a forward's instinct, Bamford subconsciously started to push forward to prevent offside, regardless of whether someone would pass the ball.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he rushed out a few meters, he heard the fans roaring and became agitated. Suddenly, Bamford felt like he had been given a shot of blood, and his speed became a little faster.
"Crazy!" Reading full-back Taylor saw Bamford suddenly making a forward move, and immediately showed an expression that looked like a fool, "Why are you running if you are already offside! You idiot!"
Then he ignored Bamford and was about to turn around when he saw a white shadow come out of the left center circle like a shooting star and roll directly towards Bamford.
"Damn it! You're even turning corners! And you're turning so exaggeratedly!"
Taylor didn't hear the whistle and didn't see the linesman raise his flag. Suddenly, the ghosts appeared and he hurriedly started to pursue, but it was too late.
The fans in the stands, whether they were Reading fans, Leeds fans, or Andy Gray in the studio, all had the same expression at this time, with their mouths slightly opened in shock and their eyes widened.
In the eyes of everyone, this ball was extremely weird. It flew out from the right backcourt of Leeds United. It seemed like it had eyes. It rolled past five Reading players, but no one could touch it with their feet. The arc was exaggerated.
, the lines are tricky and weird.
The ball turned with strong spin to the middle of Reading's half, and smoothly connected with Bamford who crossed from the left.
Bamford was so happy that he almost fainted. He just tried to run, but he didn't expect the ball to actually come over.
"It must have been the ball passed to me by the big daddy!" A thought came to the class server's mind.
Because besides Mo Yang, he really couldn't think of anyone else in the team who had such terrifying footwork.
Although Phillips' long pass is okay, his through ball is far from this level of precision.
Bamford followed the ball very comfortably, because when he ran to the ball, the ball had almost no spin, and he immediately faced Reading's attacking goalkeeper.
At this time, he was still more than 20 meters away from the goal. Facing the oncoming Habis, Bamford forced himself to calm down, found the right moment, and directly poked the ball out from the left side of Habis, using his speed to beat it.
Habis.
"Bamford passed Habis and pushed into the empty goal!"
"GOOOOOAAAAAAALLLL!!!!"
"Amazing young player, scored goals in both games!!"
"Magic Yang! A guided arc pass of over 50 meters! The pass was perfectly scored, and the arc was so weird that it was nerve-wracking. It passed five players, but no Reading player could intercept it.
Got it, he has left me with no words to praise!”
In the studio, Andy Gray was so excited by the ball that he jumped on his chair, waving the microphone like a madman!
In the stands, Reading fans were quiet for a second or two, then bursts of boos suddenly broke out.
In the aisle of the Leeds fans area, Perret knelt on the ground and cheered. He was completely conquered by Mo Yang's exaggerated 50-meter arc pass assist.
When the Reading fans not far away discovered Perret, they were immediately furious. There was another crackling sound, which made Perret scramble to move his position again.
On the field, after Bamford scored, he immediately ran back, roaring along the way, dodging teammates one after another, and ran directly in front of Mo Yang.
"Yang, you are great! You are great! You are great!!"
The Leeds players gathered around Mo Yang, one touched his head and the other touched his face.
This ball really shocked them. Even though they had seen similar through balls from Mo Yang during team training, they still felt extremely shocked.
Wood, a guy who was suspected of being gay, took the opportunity to pinch Mo Yang's butt a few times.
Harrison was the most exaggerated. He knelt down on one knee, put Mo Yang's right foot on his knee, and made a kissing gesture!
Mo Yang's face turned red and he could only show his trademark honest smile.
After the score was overtaken, Reading seemed to be shaken by the goal just now and was at a loss.
In stoppage time, Mo Yang took a corner kick and found Wood directly in front of the penalty area, changing the score to 3-1, officially declaring the end of the game.