"This Zuo Lin is indeed not simple," sat on the cheapest seat at the top of the stands, two people who were holding scaryly expensive professional cameras to film Zuo Lin's movements chatted easily. "Well. I just hooked the ball, slammed the ball and volleyed the big feet, the ball felt very good, and the movements were very beautiful. Today, the Shenzhen team wanted to win too much, and the intention was too obvious to use the killing tactics. I just did a clean and decisive way to destroy an opponent's defender."

"You mean, did he do it on purpose?" the person next to him who was holding a notebook to record data in surprise, "Then he drove out of the field just now because he knew that the other party couldn't stand up?"

"Yes, I'm very confident in myself and not afraid of confrontation or provocation." The person operating the camera said, "The psychological quality is very good. He shouldn't have done his best yet, and he feels that the other party is not threatening him."

Neither of these two people are ordinary fans. One is the assistant of the new Chinese national team head coach, and the other is the assistant friend, and a scout serving the five major European leagues. They quietly watch this game from a place where the perspective is not noticed. Zuo Lin has too few opportunities to play in the league, and because of the strong record in the Shenbao League, the league is increasingly lacking in the value of the players. Zuo Lin, the most popular goalkeeper in the entire Chinese football world, is still considered by many people to destroy the balance of the league. Whether it is the incoming head coach or the scout who regards Zuo Lin as an important goal that can be operated, they are very concerned.

After knocking down the opponent's defender, Zuo Lin leisurely returned to the door, drank some water, and carefully read the billboards around him. Since he could not bring a book to read, he always needed to find something to do. He took the Shenzhen team members as if nothing had happened, and took the attitude of not taking the damage caused just now seriously, and unknowingly let the atmosphere of the game change quietly.

The fallen Shenzhen team defender was inspected by the team doctor and there was no major problem. He sprayed some freezing liquid and then regained the game. However, the muscle damage caused by powerful strength cannot be solved by a little refrigerant. In the subsequent games, the defender's running and jumping would be affected. It can be imagined that this will be a hidden danger on the rear line of the Shenzhen team.

As long as Zuo Lin was on the court, Shen Bao team had no worries and sent out an extremely accurate ball behind the back line after 5 minutes, leading forward Pan Yishi through the entire defense line of Shenzhen team. Pan Yishi staggered and stopped the ball and stabbed the ball into the goal with extremely awkward movement. Shen Bao team led 1:0.

In the next 10 minutes of the first half, it began to appear a little unbalanced as the score changed. As the Shen Bao team gradually became familiar with the Shenzhen team's defense and very effectively used the speed of mid- and long passes and Pan Yishi to continuously pose a huge threat to the Shenzhen team's defense line, the Shenzhen team could only organize the Shen Bao team's offensive with fouls.

Perhaps the killing tactic is the scheduled tactic of the Shenzhen team in this game. When a razor-like ground ball was once again transmitted from the midfield, causing Pan Yishi's single sword. The Shenzhen goalkeeper smashed Pan Yishi's waist without hesitation and threw Pan Yishi to the ground. The referee did not keep up with this extremely astonishing attack. From the referee's perspective, this was just that the goalkeeper and the forward accidentally collided because of the competition. Pan Yishi was still young. Although he felt a little sore, he did not rest on the ground and quickly got up.

At this time, the referee saw that there was a bad sign and saw that the time was about the same, and quickly blew the final whistle of the first half.

"Coach, I think something is wrong." Pan Yishi suddenly raised his hand and said nervously in the locker room. "There is getting more and more pain in his waist."

The team doctor quickly asked Pan Yishi to lie down, after checking, he shook his head and said, "It seems that it is a muscle injury and a large amount of bruises. Please change it."

Pan Yishi angrily smashed the bench with his fist. He had just been transferred from the youth team to the first team, and he has just begun to be valued by the coach and used as a starting player. In such an important game, leaving the court due to injury is by no means the result he wants. Li Xianjie frowned. Pan Yishi's performance, especially speed, is a very favorable weapon for the Shenzhen team's current defense line.

"They deliberately said that everyone should be careful in the second half. Jiang Yang and go to warm up." Li Xianjie said gritting his teeth.

"Coach, can you let me try it? I have some special ointments." Zuo Lin suddenly said. He recently made ointments with Tianxin Lotus as the core material, and they are used for bruises the most. The reason is very simple. Now when he and Jin Xiaohua are fighting, because Jin Xiaohua's skills are constantly improving, sometimes he can't stop...

Thinking that Zuo Lin once provided many useful prescriptions and medicinal materials to the club's physiotherapy room, Zuo Lin's greenhouse is still supplying the club's physiotherapy room, Li Xianjie only asked Zuo Lin if he was sure and asked Zuo Lin to do it.

"...Stone, just pull up the clothes a little, I'm not interested in your white ass." Pan Yishi heard that there might be a turnaround, so he consciously pulled the clothes off his pants and pulled them down, almost peeling himself half naked. Looking at Pan Yishi's appearance, Zuo Lin said with a chuckle.

When the teammates focused on the shape of Pan Yishi's butt, the atmosphere relaxed unconsciously. When a group of people surrounded the poor Pan Yishi and discussed whether the shape of his butt was good, Pan Yishi tried to pull his pants and prevent his teammates from peeling them off while leaving the bruised part for Zuo Lin to apply ointment, his expression was so funny.

The ointment began to exert extremely powerful therapeutic effect when it almost touched Pan Yishi's skin. The bruise ointment made by Tianxinlian dissolved all the stagnant in less than a minute, and the powerful heat promoted blood circulation. In less than 3 minutes, except for the part of the ointment being applied, Pan Yishi did not feel any pain. The speed of the swelling that could be seen in the naked eye was shocked everyone.

"Is this thing still there?" the team doctor asked, pulling Zuo Lin like a baby.

"I am trying to find a way to mass production, but the output will not be very large, but if it can be produced, the team can always ensure supply." Zuo Lin understood the team doctor's meaning. With this ointment, many sports injuries that require a certain amount of time to recover can be solved almost immediately. The integrity rate of the entire team will increase greatly.

"Go on the court." Li Xianjie clapped his hands and rushed everyone to prepare for the game. As everyone gradually moved to the player channel, Li Xianjie pulled the captain Tao Ye and a few old players to teach the opportunity. Li Xianjie understood that if the Shenzhen team wanted to win today's game, or at least tie the score and drag the game into overtime and penalty kicks, all they could adopt at present was the killing tactic. Li Xianjie clearly asked Tao Ye and others to protect Zuo Lin.

The Shenzhen team replaced the injured defender and replaced it with a forward. The formation was more aggressive. Compared with the Shenzhen team's personnel adjustment, Shen Bao's formation was even more incomprehensible. Zuo Lin didn't seem to worry about the goal at all. After he came on the court, he didn't go in except to throw a kettle and towel on the edge of the goal post. He ran and jumped, standing with the defenders. The audience, the assistant coach of the national team and the scout, looked at Zuo Lin in surprise and seemed to be playing the role of a libero on the court, and actually participated in the offense.

After Lu Mingyi intercepted the ball in the midfield, he shot towards Shen Bao's goal, as if Beckham's unique skills in the budding period of a certain year could be repeated under his feet. However, the goalkeeper he faced was Zuo Lin. Zuo Lin, who had been watching the direction of the ball, ran towards the goal reluctantly.

Compared to Zuo Lin, he was more active as an offensive player of the Shenzhen team. Zuo Lin ignored those guys and ran towards the ground, jumped up gently, like a phantom passing through the sky, steadily grasping the ball in his hand and pressing it into his arms. A midfielder of the Shenzhen team did not win the spot, but he used more despicable methods. He pretended to be unable to stop and pushed the falling Zuo Lin's leg with his shoulder. He was in mid-air, and even if he had better physical energy, he could not perform. Zuo Lin lost his balance instantly. When he landed, his ankles were stuck in the turf. Even though he was strong, he couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry." The apology from the Shenzhen team members made Zuo Lin unable to have an immediate attack, but it finally made him understand that there was no possibility of goodness in this game.

"Is it okay?" Captain Tao Ye rushed up again to ask Zuo Lin. If this unnatural landing happened to others, now, at least when he just stood up, he would limp when he took the few steps. Even if he was lucky enough to be injured, he would be unable to exert force due to the pain after breaking the time.

"Captain, it's okay." Zuo Lin waved his hand. It's not that easy to hurt him. He doesn't understand. A game that should be a very ordinary game, how can the opponent choose such a lack of sportsmanship and win. "Captain... please help me get some referees. Also, if a team has less than a few players, it's directly a 3:0 loss? You know, I don't know the rules." Zuo Lin said in front of Tao Ye's ear.

Tao Ye felt uncomfortable all over. Zuo Lin's expression had not changed much at all. He was still so peaceful and a little lazy. He didn't care. But these words fully demonstrated that he had been angered and had decided to launch a counterattack. Tao Ye patted Zuo Lindi's shoulder with appreciation and said, "Don't worry, let go of it... If you hit, you can hide behind and win without losing the ball." Tao Ye was not a good person, but he could still take care of the "big situation."

The next attack by Shenzhen team, Zuo Lin fully demonstrated his determination to bring down the Shenzhen team members. He deliberately did not catch the ball firmly and gave the Shenzhen team a foot ball. The chaotic situation surrounded by them is the most suitable for the chaotic situation. Two Shenzhen team players squeezed and bumped into Zuo Lin to prevent him from jumping. When Zuo Lin waved his back defense, he deliberately put his ears in front of him and shouted loudly: "Forward point! Forward point!" The voice was deafening, and even the people in the far stand could hear it clearly. The Shenzhen team player seemed to have his head hit by a big awl, and he fell to the ground with his ears covered.
Chapter completed!