Chapter 4 The Young Man's First Frown

  Thank you Water Bell, Crimson Blood, Dancing with Rain, Sun, Moonlit Lonely Goose and Fallen Leaves Lonely Rain for your encouragement. Seeing your comments, this humble one is like a wild dog off the leash, nerves all over the place...

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  When the principal and technical director appeared at the same time on the sidelines, the school team's small players were like they had been injected with chicken blood, and they rushed around the court with their feet open. The game was blown off three times for fouls soon after the opening...

  Young people are strong in desire, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, which is exactly this momentum.

  Seeing the disciples' chaotic performance on the field, Mo Yan and Zhan Baolu both had a helpless smile on their faces. Korsou still had no expression, with an unruffled demeanor. The growth of young players often requires coaches to be more tolerant and nurturing, and the three people on the sidelines all understood this truth.

  After two or three minutes of chaos, the organization on the field gradually became clear: the goalkeeper directed the defense, the center back protected the goalkeeper, the side back waited for opportunities to insert, the rear waist was responsible for intercepting, the front waist was responsible for supporting, the side forward impacted the defensive line, and the center forward made a fake run to pull away...

  After all, these young people have received professional training. When reason returns to the brain, they automatically perform according to the usual training routine.

  The game has just really started at this moment!

  The main attacking team wears blue jerseys, using the 433 formation, with one defensive midfielder sweeping and intercepting, two central midfielders controlling the tempo, two wingers making runs behind the opponent's center back and fullback, and a striker roaming left and right looking for opportunities. Since Barcelona became a "galactic" team after promotion from La Liga in recent years, this tactic has quickly become popular among young players.

  The main defensive team wore a yellow vest over their jersey, using the 4312 three-back waist-killing formation that is most popular in Serie A. Compared to the blue team's all-out attack and defense, the yellow team focused more on counterattacking after defense. This choice has something to do with the personnel configuration of the two teams. The blue team had their main players participate in the offense, while the yellow team had more defensive personnel.

  In football matches where the strength of both sides is similar, the team that takes the initiative to attack often has an easier time gaining control of the ball first, and this match was no exception.

  After the initial three or two minutes of chaos at the opening, the blue team took control of the midfield. The triple midfielder cooperated with the double winger, and the timely insertion of the side back defender quickly allowed the blue team to gain a numerical advantage in the local ball rights competition, extending the war to the yellow team's hinterland.

  This is exactly when the goalkeeper should command the defense, but Chu Jiang's current situation is a bit strange.

  In his eyes, this defensive line in front of him suddenly seemed to be full of holes and vulnerabilities, completely different from before.

  The Yellow Team's defense is the mainstay of the school team, and both central defenders have already been spotted by professional teams. At their age, they can be said to be quite good. In previous matches, this defensive line has always given Chu Jiang a very solid feeling. Today, for some reason, Chu Jiang felt that the defense was unstable, as if the defensive position was unreasonable, and the cooperative running position was not coordinated...

  In short, it makes him feel very insecure, as if the defense line is likely to be broken by the opponent at any time.

  It's strange to say, but the blue team charged left and right, yet no one found the yellow team's defensive loophole. Several times, it was clear that with just two or three passes, a single-handed opportunity could be created, but the blue team members seemed oblivious to this, missing their chance at victory.

  "What's going on?"

  The Chu River's hundred thoughts cannot be solved...

  In the eyes of three onlookers by the court, today's Chu Jiang seems to have a dazed look in his eyes and his reactions are much slower. If it weren't for the blue team players being unlucky and the yellow team having many defenders, the score on the field would have been rewritten long ago.

  "This kid can't be nervous, right? How could he choke at a critical moment?"

  Zhan Baoluo's mind was filled with doubts, and he couldn't help but look at his old partner, Mo Yanfan. Seeing Zhan Baoluo looking over, Principal Mo shook his head with a bitter smile, also feeling very strange in his heart.

  Kolchak remained expressionless, merely raising his wristwatch.

  "Five more minutes! Just five more minutes, for old times' sake." Corsa thought to himself.

  "What a pity, wasted time running around in vain, sigh..."

  At this moment, the situation on the field suddenly changed.

  The blue team's No. 10 right winger attracted three defenders and then suddenly accelerated, shaking off the angle and directly kicking a cross into the box. In the penalty area, the blue team's center forward overpowered the central defender, striving to get to the front point, heading the ball back, and the ball flew over another central defender's head, falling into the dangerous zone at the edge of the small penalty area!

  What a great opportunity!

  Taking advantage of the right back of the yellow team being disturbed by the midfielder, Mo Sung-keuk quickly inserted into the penalty area, his left foot lightly padded, and the ball was cleverly unloaded to the side of his right foot.

  There is no defender on his side, directly facing the goalkeeper!

  Single-blade ball!

  Mo Chengke's eyes caught a glimpse of Chu Jiang rushing over at high speed, and he couldn't help but let out a cold laugh in his heart.

  "Too late!"

  Mo Chengke, although playing on the left wing, is skilled with his right foot and loves to cut inside and shoot with his right foot. The ball fell in front of Mo Chengke's right side, bouncing up about a foot high, just the perfect position for a volley.

  At such a close distance, and with an aerial shot, as long as the shot quality is not too bad, even the strongest goalkeeper can only sigh in despair! Moreover, Mosengo has already seen through Chu Jiang's running route, and his shot was exactly in the opposite direction!

  "Boom!"

  The football turned into a grayish-black arc, with strong rotation, flying rapidly towards the upper right corner of the goal!

  "You still dare to fight with me!"

  Mo Chengke revealed a ferocious smile.

  This time, he attacked from the running position, to the ball, and then to the air shot, a set of actions completed in a smooth and natural way, it can be said that he played his best state ever. The final attack was extremely fast, with a sharp angle, and another reverse direction, making the goal seem almost certain.

  Mo Cheng Ke has already seen Inter Milan beckoning him! A promising future, a beautiful career...

  "Opportunities will only favor people like me who have real ability!"

  He turned around with open arms, made Ibrahimovi?'s signature gesture, and waited for his teammates to hug and celebrate, waiting for the applause of the surrounding classmates like a tide.

  "Bang!"

  A dull thud suddenly rang out!

  The students on the sidelines applauded loudly, and there were continuous cries of surprise. The referee's whistle also sounded at this time. However, the direction pointed by the referee was not the center circle, but the corner flag!

  The ball has been knocked out!

  "The ball was knocked out? How is this possible!"

  Mo Chengke's incredible turn, only to see Chu Jiang just got up from the lawn, smiling and high-fiving with the players in the back row. Seeing Mo Chengke looking over, Chu Jiang laughed and raised his arm high, giving him a thumbs up, indicating that he really thought Mo Chengke had made a high-quality shot.

  "Hypocrisy! This must be provoking me!"

  Mo Chengke let out a cold hum, his face turned iron-green, he turned around and walked away, with anger burning in his heart.

  "Just you wait, I'll show you a good time! Wait and see!"

  Mo Cheng Ke clenched his fists.

  Chu Jiang was slightly stunned for a moment, but he didn't mind. He opened his arms and directed the positions of his teammates, preparing for the upcoming corner kick.

  "That ball was really close!" Chu Jiang still had a lingering fear.

  Just as Mosuke was about to lift his right foot, Chu Jiang suddenly had an intuition that Mosuke would definitely hit in the opposite direction and catch him off guard.

  This feeling is very strange, as if it suddenly appeared in Chu Jiang's mind, although abrupt, but very firm!

  The situation was urgent, and Chu Jiang didn't have time to think much. Subconsciously, he forced himself to stop in his tracks, took two steps back, turned around, and dove towards the upper left corner of his own body.

  At that time, Chu Jiang didn't even see Mo Chengke's shooting action clearly, and he completely relied on his subconscious to react.

  Not long after the serve, Chu Jiang felt a tightness in his left hand. Immediately afterwards, the ball smashed heavily onto the crossbeam and flew out of bounds!

  The whole process took only a few seconds, very dramatic and wonderful, the shot was beautiful, and the save was even more brilliant. Especially when Chu Jiang made that one save, his body was extremely stretched out, his movements were full of tension, highly spectacular, he single-handedly killed off the ball that was about to score, turning around the team's potentially losing situation, earning thunderous applause from all the onlookers.

  But as the saying goes, outsiders watch the excitement, insiders watch the doorway.

  Others only saw the brilliance of Chu Jiang's rescue this time, but didn't notice the technical content contained in this rescue. The timing of Chu Jiang stopping his footsteps, the calmness of retreating two steps, the explosive force of turning around and flying, and the correct diving posture, these series of techniques are the key to the success of this perfect rescue!

  They thought Chu Jiang was just lucky this time, making a high-difficulty save. These people included the onlooking junior brothers and sisters, including Mo Chengke, and also included those few teammates who were close to Chu Jiang.

  They didn't know that this successful rescue seemed accidental but was actually inevitable!

  At that time, if Chu Jiang didn't stop in time, he would definitely not have been able to make the subsequent save and could only watch as the ball flew into the far corner. However, if he stopped too early, Mo Chengke would definitely notice, and with a light push, the ball would go into the near corner, and even if Chu Jiang was Buffon in his prime, he wouldn't have been able to make the save.

  If Chu Jiang didn't take those two steps back and hastily turned to make the save, then unfortunately, without the process of accumulating power, he wouldn't have been able to touch the football. The save would be equivalent to not making a save at all!

  Among the three onlookers, Principal Mo didn't catch the subtlety of it all. He was more involved in administrative work and when it came to football, he was just an average fan at best. Zhan Baolu did notice something, but he still had many doubts in his mind, unsure if Chu Jiang's success was due to luck or not.

  Corsa, who has been immersed in high-level football for decades, was different. The moment Zhu Jiang stopped, Corsa's eyes lit up. After Zhu Jiang finished his entire set of movements, Corsa was greatly invigorated and immediately pulled out a small black notebook from his pocket and wrote down two lines of Italian text: "Reaction" and "Pre-judgment".

  Seeing Korsak pull out a small notebook, Zhan Bao laughed from the heart. He knew that this old fellow had moved his heart!

  Korso pondered for a moment, then wrote another line of letters after two words: "Strike".

  In Colombo's view, the previous save was not necessarily made by Inter Milan's first-choice goalkeeper Bardi. But if it were really Bardi in goal, he would have accurately judged the ball's trajectory and decisively chosen to attack at the moment when the opponent's center forward headed the ball! In that case, perhaps Moschino wouldn't even have had a chance to shoot.

  Chu Jiang's performance did not satisfy Corso, Inter Milan's scout.

  However, Corsi himself did not realize that he had already put this young Chinese goalkeeper on the same level as the main goalkeeper of Inter Milan's youth team. To know, 18-year-old Bardi has already had an experience in Serie A in Livorno and is considered by many football people to be a future star for Italian goalkeepers.

  Chu Jiang is just a student of a Chinese football school!