Emily and her friends were still excited about Chu Zhongtian's assist just now. They waved the signs and banners in their hands, and cheered Chu Zhongtian in this way.

Of course, they did not forget to continue talking about Chu Zhongtian’s performance just now while watching the football.

"Stealing and assisting a dragon!" Boss John said excitedly, clapping his stomach. "If I were a reporter, I would give Chu nine points after the game!"

"Why not ten, old man?" Old Man Bente teased.

"Because ten minutes have passed, who knows what other outstanding performance he will have in the next game?" Boss John's reason was very sufficient, leaving Old Bente with nothing to say.

Emily did not participate in their discussion, but just stood by her side with a brilliant smile on her face. Chu became the focus at the beginning of the game, and she was also very happy as Chu Zhongtian’s number one fan.

Chu seems to be moving forward on the road to professional players.

※※※When Wimbledon Athletics players celebrated the goal and ran back, their head coach Terry Eames stood on the sidelines, pointing to his temple and shouted to them: "Calm down! There are 85 minutes left in the game! Give me a solid defense and be careful of their strong attacks!!"

So at the beginning of the game, Wimbledon Athletics players were all waiting in the backcourt and waiting for the opponent to attack.

Chu Zhongtian also quickly completed the role change - at the moment of assisting Kevin Cooper, he seemed to be a front midfielder, and now he has to return to the role of a down midfielder.

His eyes were staring at the opponent's captain Nigel Rio Cook.

Rio Cook raised his hand to ask for the ball in the midfield. When he did this, he turned around and looked around. He noticed that the opponent's No. 8 leaned quietly up again.

As soon as he saw the No. 8 player of Wimbledon Athletics, he was so angry that he could have been behind. If he hadn't sneaked behind him and broke the ball, how could his team be behind? The culprit was him! This despicable amateur player!

He decided to give Chu Zhongtian some great looks, so that he could clearly and deeply understand the gap between professional and amateur players.

When the football was passed to him, he dribbled the ball towards Chu Zhongtian.

The first step is to completely defeat the opponent technically.

Extraordinary skills, ball control skills, pass ball skills. First of all, extraordinary skills, he wants to pass this Oriental boy!

Although he is not a player who is good at extraordinary and skilled feet, he believes it is more than enough to deal with an amateur player.

After making a fake move to pass the ball to the left, Leo Cook turned his hips and broke through to the right, but Chu Zhongtian was already waiting for him there.

Seeing that the two people were about to collide, Rio Cook was worthy of being a professional player. He suddenly braked abruptly less than one meter away from Chu Zhongtian and hooked the football back. Chu Zhongtian did not expect the opponent's reaction so quickly. He had already made the action of intercepting the ball, but swept the air... This was Rio Cook's opportunity. If he was really a professional player, then he should not miss this opportunity!

Taking advantage of Chu Zhongtian's excessive force and losing his center of gravity, Rio Cook moved the football to the right and went around!

breakthrough!

Boy, the difference between you and me is not just the seventh level league... Rio Cook was proud of himself. He was about to pass the ball. He just kicked the football but hit one foot and bounced to the other side of the completely opposite.

"Oh!!" Motson shouted again, "Beautiful defense! His turning speed is so fast! Surprisingly, it's like being able to guess that Rio Cook is going to pass the ball. He turned around and made a tackle, and he did it in one go! This is Chu, a Chinese student! Stuart, do Chinese players have such excellent levels?"

Pierce smiled and shook her head: "Of course not. I was just as surprised, especially since he was just an international student. If he was a professional player, I would not be surprised at all with such performance."

While Motson and Pierce were both praising Chu Zhongtian, he was lying on the ground and laughing at the surprised Rio Cook.

Although it was a little embarrassed, it still stopped the opponent's attack.

※※※"It's Chu again!" Emily grabbed Yang Yang's arm and screamed excitedly. She had done this more than once, and she grabbed it very hard every time, as if she was holding not someone's arm, but a steel pipe.

So the poor Yang Yang was caught above the elbow and became popular... Yang Yang himself didn't care, because he was also in a very excited state at this time and had no sense of the pain.

Chu Zhongtian's outstanding performance in the game made him very excited, as if he had such outstanding performance. When he knew that this game was broadcast live for all England, he was still a little worried, worried that Chu Zhongtian was under too much pressure and performed abnormally. Now it seems that he is worried about the fact that Chu Zhongtian performed normally, and he can't tell at all that this is his first time playing such a game. Such a person seems to be born to play such a big game... It's a pity that he doesn't want to be a professional player.

Yang Yang said this in his heart.

※※※Leo Cook couldn't accept this reality - he was actually broken from his feet by an amateur player twice!

Who is he? He is the main player of England's under-19 youth team and the captain of Wimbledon's Class A team!

How can it be fallen into an amateur player?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt unhappy, Leo Cook had completely thrown his calm aside. Now that he wanted to humiliate Chu Zhongtian severely in the game, he has become the biggest target of this young man who is only nineteen years old.

No matter what method is used, whether it is passing, passing, shooting, or stealing, Chu Zhongtian has to suffer enough under his feet.

Next, he finally successfully broke through Chu Zhongtian once, and this time he completely shook Chu Zhongtian away. Chu Zhongtian was still slightly inferior in experience.

Leo Cook seemed full of fighting spirit, but his pass was wasted by his forward teammates.

Scott McDonald's shot was outrageously missed, even making Motson wonder if he had deliberately shot... "Damn it!" Seeing that his wonderful pass was wasted by his teammates so easily, Leo Cook couldn't help but curse and swear.

Chu Zhongtian heard this sentence, and he turned his head and glanced at Leo Cook with an impatient look on his face.

Only fifteen minutes later, as the captain, he couldn't control his emotions? Chu Zhongtian came up with a plan.

So just try to anger him and prevent him from calming down, wouldn’t it be possible to paralyze the Wimbledons?

Leo Cook soon felt the pressure from the Wimbledon Athletics No. 8 player.

※※※Leo Cook was handed over to Chu Zhongtian alone, while another star player, Leonard Mogan, who was good at assaulting on the wing, was "attacked" by Wimbledon Athletics players. As long as he got the ball, the Wimbledon Athletics players who were forced to it must be fierce. In addition, the fierce body collision, he raised his feet several times, showed his shoe nails, and rushed towards his knees.

It made him frightened and he didn't even have the intention to play football.

Mogan is a genius, but he is not as big as the captain Rio Cook. Why is this?

Because he is always injured, and it is a very deadly place - the knee.

Just before the start of this season, he had a two-month knee injury. The doctor said it was damaged by knee cartilage, and even a slight bend to the knee.

He had good speed, was good at dribbling and crossing, and had a good long shot skill. But he couldn't play all of this because of injuries.

In this game, the opponent was an amateur team. He originally wanted to use this game to regain some of his previous states, but he didn't expect that the amateur opponent would be more difficult than the professional team... They fell behind in less than five minutes after the start of the game, and now they defended against their knees.

He was a little annoyed. How could he be so shameless when playing football? He knew that it was the part I had injured, but he still hit it there!

When he was knocked to the ground by his opponent again and his knees were directly touching the ground, he grinned in pain, but the referee only verbally warned the visiting players who were fouled!

A verbal warning!

There is not even a yellow card!

Mogan angrily got up from the ground, jumping in pain while yelling at the referee: "Are such fouls just verbal warnings?"

The referee ignored his questioning and just signaled them to take a free kick as soon as possible.

Half of the first half had passed, and the score was still 0:1, and the home team was behind. Beside Rio Cook, Chu Zhongtian followed him in an endless manner, and Mogan's side was rough defensive moves, which made him look timid and unable to perform at his best.

Murdoch frowned. It was not a problem for his team to defeat such an amateur team. Why did the team have no good chance after thirty minutes? This only means that we underestimated the enemy!

As long as you perform normally, what is there to be afraid of amateur team in the ninth league?

He admitted that he underestimated the opponent, and it seemed that he had only made adjustments during the halftime break.

Thinking of this, Murdoch's brows stretched out again. He didn't have to think about tactics or anything. As long as everyone was focused and serious, he could win the game, even if there were only 45 minutes left.

※※※ Wimbledon's players also knew that they underestimated the enemy and paid the price for it. But people are very strange creatures. It is easy to relax. It is difficult to get nervous again from a relaxed state... Only Leo Cook does not think he underestimated the enemy. He is fighting Chu Zhongtian very seriously.

Now he didn't know what was going on with him, and he was so entangled by that oriental boy that he couldn't get out.

The opponent had many small moves, not like an amateur player at all. Many times when Chu Zhongtian pushed his thigh with his knees behind him, he became very angry and wanted to turn around and hit the temple of the Oriental man with his elbow.

If it weren't for the remaining reason in my mind that he would remind him that if he really did this, he would have to say goodbye to the game in advance, and he might have really smashed it.

Nigel Rio Cook is the team's commander. The commander is in chaos, so the team's offense is naturally a mess.

So until the end of the first half, Wimbledon's defense was not under much threat.

※※※"The first half is over! Look at this score, aha! 1:0! The lead is not the home team Wimbledon, but the away team Wimbledon Athletics! How many people can think of this scene before the game? To be honest, I didn't even expect it! Take a break of fifteen minutes and let us return to the court again!"

After Motson said that, he took off his headphones and let out a long breath. Then he turned his head and looked at his partner Stuart Pierce with a smile.

"What a wonderful first half!" he smiled.

Pierce nodded: "Look at your face and you'll know." John Motson's face was redder than usual, especially his cheeks, as if he had just run 10,000 meters. Obviously, it was caused by excitement. "Although there weren't many shots, it was worth the goal alone."

"The second half of this game made me full of expectations."

“Did it remind you of something?”

Mortson nodded: "Of course. I started my commentary career from such a game thirty-two years ago. You must know that game, Stuart. It was a rematch between Hereford and Newcastle."

When Pierce heard the name "Heriford", he couldn't help but nod: "I know I know that it was the most classic game in the history of the FA Cup that defeated the strong with a weak victory... Your commentary impressed me at that time, haha! I think about what I was doing at that time? Well... I was only ten years old at that time, and I could only watch the FA Cup game broadcast on TV."

"This is why I have a deeper relationship with the FA Cup. I am most interested in these 'Dragon Slaying Legends' that defeat the strong by defeating the strong by defeating the strong, and I always maintain a good impression of those weak teams. This is the charm of the FA Cup..." Motson said affectionately. It was the game between Hereford and Newcastle that made him known and well-known to the whole of Britain since then. His commentary career has also entered a track of development. It is no exaggeration to say that his life has changed because of that FA Cup.

"So do you want Wimbledon Athletic to win?" Pierce asked.

"I hope so." Mortson nodded.

※※While the two commentators were chatting during the intermission, in the BBC No. 5 broadcast room in London, host Reinkell was analyzing the game with four football celebrities.

The four guests, except Paul Parker, all of the others looked a little embarrassed. Paul Parker smiled like the winner and listened to Leinkell's comment on the first half of the game.

"...This game really surprised us..." Leinker said while shook his head. "Before the game, I thought of the person who could lead in five minutes, raised my hand."

No one raised his hand alone, and Leinker turned his attention to Paul Parker.

The former England and Manchester United double-head right-back also shook his head: "I just have confidence in them, but I didn't expect them to score so quickly and end the first half..."

In fact, the last time I watched Wimbledon Athletics game was last season. At that time, Russell was still there in their team. I looked at it again this time and found that this team was stronger. He almost couldn't recognize it - is this really the Wimbledon Athletics that fought hard for an upgrade last season? It was a complete transformation. Logically speaking, they lacked the core of the organization, and their strength should not rise but decline. The best situation is to maintain their previous level. Why do they become stronger now? They are full of confidence in both offense and defense, which is not obvious in Wimbledon Athletics. When they lost Russell, their offense seemed to be lacking confidence. A group of people were as helpless as headless flies, and they didn't know what to do.

"It seems that we have more expectations in the second half." Leinker said, "This team consisting entirely of fans has now become the focus of attention across England. I just looked at our bbc website, and there are many comments on it. I will pick a few of them out for you to listen to..."

Then he picked up a piece of paper and said, "I am a Hereford fan. I didn't plan to watch this game because my garden has been abandoned for a while. I plan to repair it on this Saturday afternoon. But the media's hype about the "Dragon Slaying Legend" made me interested again. It must be said that your hype was very successful, because I am a fan living in Hereford and a fan of Hereford. You must still remember the game in 1972.

The total cup game? We beat Newcastle in the rematch, yes! That's what I want to say. The game between Wimbledon and Wimbledon reminded me of the game thirty-two years ago, so I was interested... After only five minutes of watching, I was completely attracted. In Wimbledon, I seemed to see the Hereford thirty-two years ago, and I am proud of them! The guys at Wimbledon are good! I wish you all win this game!"

"I'm from Kingston, I'm a fan of a local team. Our team shares a court with Wimbledon Athletics, so I know a lot about their relationship with that team..." Speaking of this, Leinker looked up and explained to the guests, "What he said is the Wimbledon FC that has moved to Milton Keynes."
To be continued...