God Of Football

Bab 4

Besides the S-level skill card rewarded by the system, Ye Chen's greatest asset was his football IQ!

This was something he had gained from watching thousands of football matches.

The moment he passed the ball to Januzaj, he had already determined the perfect spot for a goal.

If he had run between the two center-backs, he would have easily been held back by the burly Luke and McGinnity, and there would have been no chance for him to take a shot.

That's why he ran directly to the far post.

Of course, Luke and McGinnity's attention was drawn by Januzaj, and they didn't notice Ye Chen's high-speed run.

Not just them, everyone on the pitch was focused on Januzaj, neglecting Ye Chen's positioning.

Only Solskjaer's gaze was more on Ye Chen!

Because he was also a forward!

And Ye Chen's positioning was the most logical path!

But he quickly made a judgment, "This ball is too far forward, Ye's speed won't be able to keep up!"

But just when it was critical, Ye Chen's toe touched the football!

The football changed direction and hit the back of the net.

And Jonathan in front of the goal didn't react at all...

But could he be blamed?

Jonathan got up from the ground and immediately yelled at the two center-backs, "How are you marking people?!"

Luke was so scolded that he didn't dare to speak.

But McGinnity retorted, "The wing was beaten, what could we do?"

Losers always like to find excuses for their failures.

Jonathan gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Chen, but at this moment, Ye Chen had already gotten up from the ground and ran towards Januzaj.

This collaboration was simply too good!

Of course, Jonathan felt a bit relieved, luckily he didn't say those words to Ye Chen just now, otherwise it would have been utterly embarrassing.

Not only were Ye Chen and Januzaj celebrating, but the players of Team B also swarmed over.

They were a substitute team, yet they were leading Team A by two goals in an internal match... This had never happened before!

Ye Chen put his arm around him, "Great pass, Adnan!"

Januzaj laughed heartily, "Your goal was amazing, Ye, we are the best partners!"

"Awesome, Ye!"

"Ye, you've scored a brace!"

"That positioning was fantastic!"

"Score another one, Ye, I don't like that Byerly either!"

Team B's teammates swarmed over, while Byerly, who had returned to midfield, had a gloomy face.

Ye Chen was exceptionally strong today.

But so what?

When I give my all, I will definitely be better than him.

Don't forget, I am the main forward for Manchester United U18!

At this moment, Solskjaer was also writing in his notebook: Ye Chen: Possesses excellent positioning and long-range shots!

He even drew a small star.

Clearly, Ye Chen had already caught Solskjaer's attention!

Ye Chen and the players of Team B returned to the center circle, and seeing Byerly's livid face, he couldn't help but smile, "Hey, looks like you need to step it up!"

Byerly narrowed his eyes, "The one who laughs last is the true winner."

"Well said, I'll remember that!"

The match restarted, and Ye Chen no longer went forward, but instead stuck to Byerly like a leech.

Whether he scored or not, whether he got the ball or not, he just stuck to him.

"Are you sick or something? I don't even have the ball, why are you marking me?" Byerly looked at Ye Chen furiously and yelled.

"How I play is my business, what, did I foul?"

Actually, Byerly was the attacking core of Team A; they liked to hit long balls to Byerly, as he was tall and strong and had good heading ability.

But now Ye Chen was constantly sticking to Byerly, which prevented the ball from being passed to him, and Team A's offense also came to a standstill.

The entire first half ended with Team A unable to score.

And Team B maintained their two-goal lead.

During the ten-minute halftime break, Team A's players gathered in a circle, discussing quickly.

Team B, on the other hand, was very lively, with everyone smiling happily, as they, as substitute players, had never experienced leading Team A by two goals at halftime!

This made them feel like they were dreaming.

"Hey, guys, quiet down for a moment, I want to say a few words!" Ye Chen clapped his hands, signaling everyone to quiet down, "Just now Byerly told me 'The one who laughs last is the true winner.' Do you think he's right?"

"Hahahaha..."

"Yes! Of course, he's right!"

"Ye is the true winner!"

Many people laughed.

Byerly, hearing Ye Chen's words from a distance, narrowed his eyes, his anger burning fiercely!

Ye Chen, however, motioned for everyone to be quiet again, and said in a deep voice, "Although we are currently leading by two goals, Team A's strength is indeed a bit better than ours, so the second half will be our real test!"

"Then what should we do?" Januzaj asked curiously.

"Have you seen Real Madrid play Barça?" Ye Chen asked everyone.

The players immediately nodded; Real Madrid was a team full of superstars, and their Head Coach was the world-class manager Mourinho!

Ye Chen nodded, "Real Madrid's players are all world-class players, but they still defend diligently when playing Barça. Now let's treat Team A as Barça, and hold on for the last 30 minutes!"

"But if we only defend, it will be hard to get through, won't it?" Taylor Blackett frowned and said.

Ye Chen, however, smiled, "Have you forgotten how we scored our second goal?"

Solid defense plus defensive counterattack.

This was Mourinho's style of play, and also Team B's tactic for this match.

Januzaj's speed was one of the best in the youth team, an absolute counterattacking weapon.

And his own speed was on par with Januzaj's, also a sharp blade in counterattacks.

But the team's mentality was to defend with all their might and run down the clock!

As long as they held on for thirty minutes, they would be the ones who laughed last!

The second half of the match quickly began.

Team A had indeed made adjustments; they stopped trying to penetrate on the ground and instead started bombing the box with high balls, which was the most traditional English football!

It was also the most used tactic by EFL Championship teams.

Byerly's height of 183cm might not be much in the first team, but in the youth team, he was an aerial threat.

His combination with Pearson was a standard tall-and-fast pairing.

Byerly fully utilized his heading advantage, and just 7 minutes into the second half, he headed the ball into Team B's goal!

Ye Chen, who was standing next to him, was directly knocked to the ground by him!

After scoring, Byerly didn't celebrate, but instead looked down at Ye Chen, "Go back to your China, after all, trash should go back to the trash heap!"

Looking at Byerly, Ye Chen smiled.

"I scored two, you only scored one, who's trash isn't clear to you?"

"You..."

Byerly was speechless for a moment.

Trying to show off but getting slapped in the face instead...