"You help me ask him if there is something wrong with his eyes? It's so obvious, such a bad foul, did he not even give him cards? My player is injured now. He is only seventeen years old. He was injured by his opponent just a few minutes after he went up!"

Ronald Koeman was furious at the fourth official on the sidelines. He was already angry.

He really didn't feel it before, but the moment Yang Yang was carried down by a stretcher, he was really scared.

In the past six months, he has never realized the importance of Yang Yang to the team like he is now.

If he was really injured, Ajax's final would be over.

The fourth official was suffering from Ronald Koeman's anger, but he also repeatedly reminded the Ajax coach that the referee has the authority to enforce the law on the court, and no one has seen clearly what happened. It is understandable that he does not give cards.

Of course, he also said that he understood Ronald Koeman's anxiety and would communicate with the referee well.

Ronald Coman was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. He could only walk back to his coaching area angrily, headed towards Yang Yang, and asked the team doctor with concern, "How is the situation?"

"That kick was pushed very hard, which must have hurt a lot, but fortunately it was not a big deal, and it will be fine in a while."

As he said that, the team doctor took out the spray from the medicine box and sprayed Yang Yang's thigh injury.

A cold feeling came from the right thigh, and the pain was quickly eliminated.

"Stand up and try it." The team doctor patted Yang Yang and said.

Yang Yang got up from the ground and moved his right leg on the spot. Although he was still a little uncomfortable, he was basically fine. He jumped on the spot a few times and then nodded to the head coach and the team doctor after confirming that he was fine.

"It's okay, I can go back."

Ronald Coman came over and slapped Yang Yang on the shoulder hard, "That bastard is very dirty, he deliberately wants to end you. You have to be careful. If it really doesn't work, just hide from him."

"I know how to do it, boss, I won't let him live a good life." Yang Yang nodded.

"I have protested with the fourth official and the referee, and they all know what's going on. This time he escaped, but he will definitely not be so lucky next time. I believe he will not easily commit a foul again."

Yang Yang's eyes lit up when he heard this and he kept nodding.

…………

…………

When Yang Yang stood on the sidelines again and waited for the chance to return to the court with a dead ball, the Ajax fans in the audience burst into thunderous applause again.

"We saw Yang Yang preparing to return to the court, and he shouldn't seem to be in trouble."

"From the slow-motion replay just now, Valente's kick was indeed very hard, hitting his right thigh hard, but it seems that there is no problem now."

"Ajax fans are calling Yang Yang's name. There are only six minutes left in the second half. Both sides are likely to go to overtime or even the final penalty."

"I wonder if Yang Yang can still bring unexpected surprises to Ajax after returning to the court?"

…………

…………

Seeing Yang Yang running into the stadium again at the referee's instructions, Shen Lifang was already crying with joy.

Before, she saw Yang Yang being injured on TV, but this time she saw it with her own eyes at the scene. She really wanted to rush down to see it, but fortunately Yang Yang stood up soon.

"Auntie, it's okay, he's quite strong." The pretty girl sitting next to her handed over a tissue and comforted her gently.

Chen Lifang nodded, but her eyes still couldn't hide her inner uneasiness and worry.

Is he really okay?

Can you really continue the competition?

…………

…………

After Yang Yang returned to the stadium, he looked at Valente face to face, without any concealing the anger in his heart, but a sarcastic sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You are such a hypocritical villain."

Nuno Valent glanced at Yang Yang disdainfully and snorted coldly, "Little kid, this is what professional football is. If you can't adapt, then hurry up and hide home and have a breastfeed. Tell me this here, it's useless."

Of course, Yang Yang knew that professional football was like this, but he was still very disdainful of Nuno Valente. He just stopped talking and just stared at Porto's left back in front of him with a sneer.

As a person who is about to be thirty and has played professional football for more than ten years, Valent has experienced all kinds of storms, but now he is stared at by a 17-year-old young player, even making him feel a little scared. He can't help but curse himself for being useless, but when he looks at Yang Yang again, he still has this look or this sneer, which makes him feel a little angry.

Damn it, do you need to deal with it?

Just as this idea came to mind, Yang Yang in front of him suddenly activated and rushed behind him as fast as possible. Nuno Valent reacted very quickly and turned around and chased him at the first time, but he could no longer catch up. He could only be forced to go inside and let Yang Yang chase the ball.

After Yang Yang stopped the ball, he led the ball to the penalty area from the right line, but at this time Valente had returned to the defensive position and formed a one-on-one situation with him, and the Porto defense line in the penalty area had also been placed.

Only Yang Yang was seen with the ball, approaching Valente constantly, and Porto's left back kept retreating.

Valente is also buying time. As long as Maniche, the midfielder, comes to double-team in time, Yang Yang will be finished.

But Yang Yang had known this for a long time. He knew the running and distance of every player on the court from the inside. How could he not know the location of Maniche?

When Valent retreated to the penalty area line, Maniche was almost there, but at this moment, Yang Yang, who had been dribbling slowly, suddenly dribbled the ball into the middle, looking like he was going to dribble the ball horizontally along the front of the penalty area.

This is a good opportunity!

Valente and Maniche made moves at the same time, intending to double-team him one by one, but when Valente just made the move, Yang Yang suddenly pulled the ball with his left foot, and the ball circled behind him and rolled towards the bottom line. His whole body also changed in a direction and rushed up as fast as possible.

This is also a move to pull the ball in a narrow range.

When Valent adjusted the center of gravity and turned to chase Yang Yang, he was already behind. Yang Yang quickly made a cross with his right foot, directly passing the ball to the back point with a long pass.

The ball drew an arc, crossed Ibrahimovic and two central defenders in the middle of the penalty area, and landed towards the back point.

Wesleysonk's reaction at the back point was a little slower. Although he finally caught up with the ball and shot a shovel, he wanted to send the ball into the goal, but he finally hit the side net and failed to score.

There was a burst of booing in the audience.

The Belgian striker was so regretful that he pounded the turf hard.

The head coach Ronald Koeman on the sidelines was so angry that he jumped up. What a great opportunity!

No one defends, just chase after him and hit the main part, the ball will be in, but the result...

Ibrahimovic gestured to Yang Yang in front of him, indicating that he should pass it to him, rather than pass it to him.

"I just saw Ruoge Costa blocking you and passing it to you, and he will definitely be relieved by him." Yang Yang shook his head and explained.

Both Porto's central defenders are very strong, Joe Costa is very experienced, and Carvalho's performance throughout the game is also very stable.

When she walked back, Yang Yang did not forget to look at Nuno Valente nearby and sneered again.

Porto's left back could only stare at Yang Yang fiercely, but the roar of head coach Mourinho on the sidelines came from his ears.

Before the game, Mourinho's request for him was to stick to Yang Yang without hesitation. He did a good job most of the time, but he still seized the opportunity. This guy was like a loach and couldn't even catch him.

…………

…………

"What a troublesome little guy!"

In the coaching area of ​​Porto, assistant coach Boas looked at Yang Yang running on the court and frowned.

Mourinho nodded slightly. Although he did not answer, he agreed with the right-hand assistant's judgment.

"Fast speed, very active in running, and very smart. They often run to the space to catch the ball. Whether it is pressing and oppressing the frontcourt or retreating to defend, they are very proactive and active. Such a player is difficult to defend against." Boas said.

This is somewhat a bit of a suspicion of Valente.

Why doesn’t Mourinho know?

"It's not scary to run, just don't let him get the ball easily." The Porto coach said fiercely.

Yang Yang's advantage lies in his speed and frontal impact, but stopping the ball is his weakness. As long as Valente pays attention to following him, Mourinho believes that Yang Yang's threat can be minimized, or even no threat.

"I was kicked by Valent just now. I thought this kid would be a little timid, but I didn't expect that he was still a tough guy. Instead, he didn't show his timidity, he was more brave. He just dribbled the ball and pressed Valent in a very embarrassing way. If he hadn't been carrying a yellow card, Valent would have killed him." Boas shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Defensive players carry yellow cards, which is equivalent to fighting in shackles, hindering everywhere, which is very inconvenient.

"He knew this, and I even guessed that he wanted Valente to take action. The referee was staring at Valente, intending to find an opportunity to find a balance and compensate Ajax." Mourinho knew very well in his heart that it was a foul just now.

The referee did make a mistake and made a mistake at that moment, but he would press forward step by step. As long as Valente or Porto again appears, he will take action without hesitation to make up for the losses caused to Ajax by the misjudgment just now.

"Don't give him a chance!" Mourinho murmured to himself as he looked at Valente on the court.

After saying that, the Porto coach turned around and signaled to Boas, "Let McCarthy warm up quickly and prepare to play. If there is no accident, we will get a draw within ninety minutes, and we will make a strong effort in overtime."

When Boas walked to the bench to see McCarthy, Mourinho turned around and looked back at the stadium.
Chapter completed!