r18novel Chapter 3 Classic Cars Among Classic Cars
Chapter 3 Classic Cars Among Classic Cars
Most players' finishing touches follow a fixed pattern.
The purpose is to avoid unnecessary variables and only seek stability and avoid mistakes.
Most of the players who miss open goals in highlight reels aren't bad actors; they just didn't adjust their shooting form properly.
As for someone like Jiang Ming, who can instantly turn a low shot into a lob shot...
Frederick took a deep breath, his voice filled with awe: "This is incredibly skillful technique!"
He turned to look at the assistant coach, his brow furrowed: "Was this kid really this good before? I have absolutely no recollection of him."
"Boss, if you remember correctly, this kid only played one game three months ago, and he was injured and sidelined."
The assistant coach flipped through the tablet in his hand, "He didn't have any highlights in that race. All he could do was run. He was just a marathon runner."
"It's been two years since he joined the team, and he's always been plagued by injuries, big and small. He's basically invisible in the team."
"Besides, the club signed him because they were interested in the Chinese market behind him, hoping he would perform well and sell jerseys..."
"Hiss—" Frederick gasped upon hearing this and fell into deep thought.
So what's wrong with this kid now?
Could it be that he's on drugs?
……
"Holy crap! Did you guys just see that?"
Ah Fei, who had just returned from the restroom, glanced at the rapidly scrolling barrage of comments on the screen and was instantly dumbfounded.
What's going on?
When he glanced at the scoreboard and saw that it had changed to 1-1, he suddenly realized what was going on.
"It must have been that black guy named Mbappe who scored," Afei thought to himself.
He cleared his throat and said with a smile, "Ahem, congratulations to all the big spenders in the live stream for making money..."
But the comments below ignored it completely and continued to flood the screen.
"Didn't the commentator see that? That shot was amazing!"
"What do you know? The streamer has been silent for ages; he must be on the toilet."
"What a pity, the commentator missed out on all that dribbling, and that chip shot in front of the goal..."
Ah Fei thought to himself: It's just a foreign player scoring a goal, why make such a big fuss?
When the replay of the match came on, his confusion instantly turned into shock, and he stared intently at the goal.
"Holy crap! That was a criminal dribble! And that chip shot in front of the goal!"
"Is this really a Chinese player?!"
……
Jiang Ming struggled to break free from a group of teammates shouting "vamos!"
If they keep pushing, he won't be forced to stop playing by his opponents, but he'll be forced to stop playing by his own teammates.
No player can injure themselves while celebrating.
"Great job! Jiang! I knew you could do it!"
Mbappe rushed over and bumped fists with Jiang Ming.
He originally planned to pass the ball to Jiang Ming, then make a forward run to receive the pass and complete a one-two pass.
Who would have thought that Jiang Ming would break through the defense alone?
Mbappe originally wanted to complain a little.
Turning around, I was surprised to find that I had actually gotten an assist.
This is so awesome!
The thought of shrugging vanished instantly.
"You little rascal, let me in too!"
The two sides are now tied 1-1, back to square one.
"Beep—"
The crisp whistle blew again, and the game officially resumed.
The moment the ball was kicked off, the pace of the game suddenly accelerated.
Monaco U19 just scored a goal and are in high spirits.
Saint-Étienne U19 were unwilling to accept being tied and launched an even more intense attack.
The defender who had just been easily beaten by Jiang Ming was now even more eager to pounce.
I was actually beaten by an Asian.
That dribbling style is typical of Japanese players, or maybe even Korean...
It couldn't possibly be from China, could it?
If that's really the case, how can he possibly have the face to stay in the locker room?
So the defender stared intently at Jiang Ming, his eyes filled with a fierce look, as if he wanted to devour him alive.
Jiang Ming felt extremely uncomfortable under that intense gaze and was speechless.
"Dude, are you from England?" Jiang Ming asked tentatively.
Seeing that the other party did not respond, Jiang Ming shrugged and turned his head away, no longer looking at him.
Unexpectedly, this defender stuck to him like glue.
"This is quite a special privilege..." Jiang Ming muttered to himself.
After being marked for a while, Jiang Ming's team struggled to gain possession of the ball.
As the match neared its end, Saint-Étienne U19 finally earned a corner kick.
Jiang Ming also retreated to the edge of the penalty area.
No matter how much you stroll around, you can't just ignore defense. What if the other side scores a corner kick because they're short-handed in defense?
That would have been a waste of time.
The corner kick was taken, and the Monaco players inside the penalty area controlled the first ball.
The ball was headed out to clear the ball, and it ended up at the feet of Jiang Ming, who was positioned at the edge of the penalty area.
"Um?"
The defender who had been marking him was also dislodged from his position during the header contest in the penalty area.
This gave Jiang Ming the space to have the ball.
"Jiang! Charge forward!" Frederick commanded from the sidelines.
A golden opportunity presented itself, and Jiang Ming dribbled the ball forward.
But after running a few steps, he realized something was wrong.
One reason is that physical strength cannot keep up.
But at least for a short sprint, it shouldn't be a problem.
The biggest problem is,
Jiang Ming glanced back at the Saint-Étienne players who were getting closer and closer.
He's moving too slowly right now...
When Jiang Ming played a football game before he traveled through time, Giroud, who was known as "Old Car" by the world, had a speed value of 39 on the game panel.
His current "Prisoner Ronaldinho" template even has a speed value of 25.
"They are no longer human."
Jiang Ming had only dribbled the ball to halfway when the Saint-Étienne players behind him were just a body length away.
Jiang Ming looked around, searching for possible passing routes.
However, because of this corner kick defense, Monaco U19 had no teammates in the attacking third to receive the pass, so it was a mixed bag.
Suddenly, Jiang Ming, with the world's top vision based on Ronaldinho's model, noticed something that ordinary players couldn't see.
Without further hesitation, he acted before the defender behind him could extend his leg.
A right-footed outside-of-the-foot shot sent the ball flying like a cannonball toward Saint-Étienne's half.
With the help of the outside of his foot, the ball flew in a beautiful arc towards the left wing.
"Holy shit!"
The die-hard Monaco fans on the sidelines stood up from their seats when they saw such a spectacular pass.
The Saint-Étienne U19 head coach frowned: "Although that pass was brilliant, Monaco has no one up front..."
Before he could finish speaking, a black shadow suddenly appeared on Monaco's left flank, rushing out from the halfway line.
The ball landed precisely where the shadow was.
Mbappe received the ball smoothly and couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.
He caught that ball so easily.
There's no need to pull back or accelerate.
He doesn't need much force to stop the ball; it's like a piece of cake that's been specially fed to him.
Mbappe poked the ball forward and suddenly accelerated.
In the blink of an eye, he had shaken off the oncoming defenders completely, leaving a no-man's land behind him.
Saint-Étienne U19's goalkeeper had never seen anything like this before!
He was still reeling from the volley he'd just been hit.
Is this still the U19 youth team?
Why is my team full of these monsters?
Mbappe paused, but his gaze was fixed on the far corner.
Saint-Étienne U19's goalkeeper could only make a diving save based on instinct.
Mbappe, having skewed the opponent's center of gravity, simply pushed the ball into the near corner with the instep of his foot, scoring effortlessly.
2-1!!
"Niceeeeeeeee!"
On the sidelines, Frederick smashed his water bottle in celebration of the team's comeback.
The die-hard Monaco fans in the stands also shouted loudly.
They seemed to see two rising stars within the team.