“@#￥%&!”

Marquez was furious and was breathing a frantically on the sidelines!

He actually fell behind two goals in the first half!

The goalkeeper's goalkeeper's goalkeeper was completely nonsense, so why could he keep the ball out?

These damn Chinese people obviously don’t know how to play football, so why can they send the ball into the net?

Their strange way of playing is completely a blasphemy to football! But why does the goddess of luck favor them!

The Brazilian teenagers on the court were even more stunned. Everyone can play football in Brazil, but this is the first time they have seen such a strange way of playing.

The Brazilian media on the sidelines were noisy, some were shocked, some were disdainful, some were angry, some were excited, and all kinds of expressions were strange.

Gao Yuan curled his lips disdainfully: "These Brazilians are so rare and strange. Haven't you seen Shaolin football?"

Han Peng and Liu Jindong were also shocked. They were not goalkeeper coaches and didn’t pay much attention to Niu Gensheng. Although they knew that this kid could do martial arts, they didn’t expect that they could still play like this!

Han Peng was a straight man and murmured: "Is it really okay to keep the goal like this?"

Gao Yuan was happy, "How can a great man teach us? No matter whether the black cat is a black cat, a white cat is a good cat if he can catch a mouse! No matter whether his movements are standardized or not, he can not let the ball enter the net, a good goalkeeper!"

"Niu Gensheng's hand throwing ball is really good, it seems to be farther than Wang Dalei's throwing ball! Our quick-shot hand throwing ball is not in vain!" Liu Jindong praised.

Wang Dalei is a famous Kirin arm in the Chinese Super League, and is even more powerful than him. This is a very amazing compliment.

"For my team, the goalkeeper is the first initiator of the offense, and the forward is the first line of defense!" Gao Yuan said proudly.

The Brazilians were a little dizzy with two strange goals, and their offenses became much weaker. The Chinese players were motivated and kept launching counterattacks to the opponent's goal.

After scolding, Marquez was a little dry-mouthed. After all, he was old and couldn't scold the whole game like a young man. He looked at the time and the first half was about to end. So, let's do it first. When it comes to the halftime break, make arrangements and adjustments. The strength of his players must be better than the opponent. As long as he keeps his mind calm, it will probably not be difficult to score a few goals in the second half.

Just as Marquez was waiting for the end of the first half, the score on the field changed again.

Taishan won a frontcourt ball.

It was Qiu Feng who was about to serve, but Zhou Yong ran over and asked for the ball.

The ball looks particularly small in the hands of Zhou Yong, who is as strong as an orangutan.

He made a gesture, signaling his teammates not to respond nearby, and all went to the opponent's penalty area.

Everyone saw that he was preparing to throw the ball hard.

There are many Popeyes active in world football, former Liverpool long-range shooting monster Riser, Iceland captain Gunnason, and Irish grenade Drapp are all the best. Tarzan's foreign aid Moises also has this skill.

When the Brazilian players saw Zhou Yong's posture, they knew that the visitors were not good, so they ran to the middle of the penalty area and the front point. Under normal circumstances, the ball would definitely be thrown to this position.

Zhou Yong took a deep breath in the eyes of everyone, took a few steps to run, and threw the ball out.

Everyone stared at the ball, flew out of Zhou Yong's hand, crossed the front point of the penalty area, crossed the middle of the penalty area, and finally flew to the back point of the penalty area!

This team is not just Niu Gensheng, a Kirin arm!

Everyone knows that this big man like an orangutan is very strong, but he didn't expect that he is so strong! The sideline ball can actually be thrown to the back of the penalty area!

The unprepared Brazilian was caught off guard again, and Pan Xinyue, who didn't like to gather, lies there.

Pan Xinyue accurately predicted the landing point of the ball, but he did not directly attack the goal, but instead pushed the ball back to the middle of the penalty area.

The Brazilian player's attention was all about Pan Xinyue. He didn't expect that he would not attack the goal but instead turned around and ran back! When he turned around and ran back, it was too late. Tian Yuda in the middle of the penalty area was like a towering lighthouse, with a lion's head shaking and pushing the ball into the goal.

3:0!

The Chinese teenagers who were considered to be bound to lose before the game actually led by 3 goals incredibly!

Marquez opened his mouth, trying to exude fragrance, but he didn't know what to say.

Is he convinced? Of course he doesn't agree! In his opinion, these three goals were not scored by normal means! Three goals conceded more and more inexplicable! The Chinese are completely taking advantage of the opportunity!

However, this is all within the scope permitted by the rules. Who said that Dali's hand throwing ball cannot be thrown directly to the back of the penalty area? Who said that the goalkeeper cannot throw the ball directly to launch a fast attack? Who said that the opponent cannot press the central defender? The ball is in, it is in, whether it is flying into the goal, rolling into the goal, jumping into the goal, jumping into the goal, in short, the goal is a goal.

But, he really didn't accept it!

Marquez seemed to be in his throat. He couldn't swallow or vomit it. He felt extremely uncomfortable.

Finally, the referee blew the whistle to the end of the first half.

Marquez ran to Gao Yuan like his tail was burning, and shouted angrily: "Chinese boy, if you have the ability, we are real coaches. You can win with these despicable means. Even if I lose, I will not accept it!"

Gao Yuan glanced at Marquez sideways. Although he knew that the Brazilians were very arrogant in football, his stubborn and unreasonable words still surprised Gao Yuan.

"What is a despicable means? Are you talking about pressing in the frontcourt or a quick counterattack? Or is it that a powerful throwing ball violates the rules of football competition?" Gao Yuan sneered.

Marquez was speechless, his face flushed with his face. He opened his mouth a few times, but couldn't say anything. Finally, he said angrily: "Anyway, you don't rely on your skillful winning, you have the ability to rely on your pass and cut cooperation, and your feet to hit the ball! It's because you Chinese are addicted to these despicable means that Chinese football cannot be played well!"

"Chinese football is not good, but I don't think that guys who lose three goals to the Chinese are qualified to blame the winner. My winning method does not require your approval. However, in order to convince you of losing, I can defeat you in the so-called upright way, but I hope you don't make any other excuses at that time."

"Hmph! See you in the second half!" Marquez gave up his harsh words and returned to the locker room angrily.

The translator on the side translated the argument between Gao Yuan and Marquez to Chinese coaches and players.

"This Brazilian old man is so shameless. He has lost three times and is still stubborn!"

"Everyone said that he would not cry if he didn't see the coffin. Half of his body had been put into the coffin, and he was still so stubborn!"

"I think he wants to use provocation to force us to fight against the Brazilians and fight against each other. We can't be fooled!"

"What's right? Winning is winning, losing is losing. How can there be so much nonsense!"

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The Chinese teenagers returned to the locker room noisily.

Gao Yuan waved his hand and signaled everyone to be quiet.

Gao Yuan now has absolute authority, and the Gao family's army enforces orders. As soon as he issued the order, the room immediately became quiet.

"The old man Marquez is not alone. He represents the pride and prejudice of traditional Brazilian football. It is obvious that our performance in the first half hurts the fragile self-esteem of Brazilians, but this is not enough. We want to completely smash their ridiculous arrogance! So, in the second half, we will defeat them in the way that Brazilians are best at!"

"Do you really want to compete with Brazilians for technology?"

Everyone was surprised.

"You are still far from understanding your potential. I said we will win, believe it?"

After hesitating for a moment, all the teenagers in the room replied loudly: "Faith!"

They do not believe in themselves, but in Gao Yuan, because he has never disappointed everyone. He said that if he can win, he will definitely win!

Gao Yuan was very satisfied with everyone's attitude, "Okay, then I will arrange the tactics for the second half."

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In the stands, Brazilian teenagers from the first team of DB were talking a lot.

"I didn't expect the Chinese to be so powerful! Even if we play, we may not be able to win three in half!"

"I think the Chinese are lucky. They are clearly behind in key data such as ball possession rate and shot count, but they have entered three because of good luck."

"Haha, with good luck, it is possible to enter one, but if you enter three, it is not something that luck can explain!"

"Didn't you notice it? These Chinese people may not be as good as Brazilian players when they single out any of them, but when they combined together, they burst out with combat power that far exceeds their own strength!"

"These players are very distinctive. Although some are not good at skills and some are not good at health, when they are in the same team, their respective characteristics can perfectly complement each other. Not only will their shortcomings disappear, but their respective strengths are also more obvious!"

"Maybe, this is the credit of the coach! It was the coach Gao who perfectly put them together and created a competitive team according to their respective characteristics!"

"It is not difficult for a coach to build a strong team with a group of stars. The difficult thing is to combine a group of players with weak comprehensive abilities but distinctive characteristics into a strong team."

“Compared with Coach Marquez, the coach is so good!”
Chapter completed!