Chapter 550

"Zhuoyang, are you too shameless to play like this?" Keelung Dale fights Zhuoyang under his feet, and his mouth is not idle.

Dale is a very talented player in England. He is very comprehensive and skilled in attack and defense. How can he and Beckham guard the national team's wings. Compared with Li Boye, who is two years older and has hurt Zhong Yong, dale is barely able to meet the "once in 30 years" even if he can't say "once in 10 years".

Dale's running position is flexible. He often alternates with Jenas, Robert and even Bart. When he cruises to the Middle Road, he can sometimes compete with Zhuoyang.

"Big Kiel, you think I want to? I'm afraid I won't come back to St. James Dale left and right, Zhuoyang left and right. "It's not all our coach. How dare you play? You bite him?"

Dale saw that there was nothing to break through Zhuoyang. He could see that Boyer was nearby, and no one was watching. Originally subconscious is to give the ball to the past, just heard Bowyer say: "big Kiel, the ball to me."

Dale hesitated for a moment. He was upset by Boyer's racist language attack at half-time, but because he was a friend, Dale didn't say much. On the contrary, Dale thinks Zhuoyang is very proud of himself. If he changes Dale himself, in that case, he will start beating people.

Zhuoyang didn't do it. Dale thought it was on his own face, because he knew Zhuoyang was a fierce man who could fight very well. In the player channel, if you really want to hit it, you'll hit it. It's not a big deal.

In front of Zhuoyang, Dale didn't pass the ball to Boye. On the one hand, he was a little angry and didn't want to disappoint Zhuoyang. After all, Boye scolded Zhuoyang.

With such a hesitation, the subconscious volleyed the ball, but encountered the attack of Hamsik, a pair of second generation didn't fall well, and lost the ball. Boye is very angry. He has such a good chance. He can play fast and rough when he catches the ball. A trip of seven or eight meters will also follow the wind.

"Big Kiel, why don't you pass it to me?" I didn't go after Hamsik. First, I asked Dale. Anyway, madibao was walking.

Dale didn't answer Boyer. He just raised his hand and said, "count me.". Bowyer was a little reluctant: "I asked why you didn't pass it on to me? Answer me. "

Dale is a little annoyed: why don't I pass it on to you? Don't you feel compelled to count? Ignoring Boye, he ran to take Zhuoyang for a walk. This infuriated Boyer, because Dale always had everything explained, everything settled and everything echoed in front of him. He had no such experience as today.

This characteristic of dale is actually called - reliable! Especially for friends, dale is very particular about things. In Zhuoyang's view, dale is definitely worthy of friendship, but in Boyer's narrow and ignorant view, dale is more of a natural obedience. In other words, Dale's trustworthiness spoiled Boyer who could not understand the word trustworthiness.

The rhythm of attack and defense on the field is surprisingly slow, and they are already a little listless. The walking tactics of madeborg are not for winning. If we can win in this way, modern football is not a thing. Dregs uncle uses this wonderful tactics the goal is not for the victory, he is wants to let under these young people feel how to use the rhythm to suppress the rhythm, this is an excellent learning opportunity.

Knowing the importance of rhythm to tactics is more important than winning. As for the outcome, isn't there still a second round?

Do you think uncle slag is really just shameless?

it's another round of attack and defense conversion. Dale and Zhuoyang connect again. They still fight and chat at the same time. Because it's a friend, no one has unclean hands, let alone black feet.

In the unofficial selection, dale is the third "villain" in the Premier League, which is actually a big prejudice against him. Dale has no lack of toughness in his fine style of playing. He dares to stab anyone. But he basically didn't take the initiative to get into trouble, but whoever wants to find Dale will definitely not be counseled, without your good fruit.

Dale's notoriety mainly comes from his "dirty" impression on the sidelines. The little yellow man stinks in the street. But when it comes to violence and squalor on the court, at least he is far behind Alan Smith.

Still can't pass Zhuoyang, Dale also knows that Zhuoyang is basically out of the question, he just sticks to the ball and waits for his teammates to move. Stick to stick, Zhuoyang put him forward to pass the angle all to strangle, the only gap, only not far behind Boye.

"Big Kiel, give me the ball!" Boyer's tone is a little blunt.

Just like I was thinking, Dale gave him an eggplant. Forced to start a long pass, half of it was Zhirkov with the head point down, and then back to the lion king song.

Dale ran away, and Boye was still mumbling, "Damn it, do you know how to play football?" Dale can't hear it. Zhuoyang just passed by and heard it clearly.

"Just under your feet, can you hold it? Fool! "

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Bowie is angry.

"No one can pass to you, no one can afford to lose him." Zhuoyang is not angry at all."Fuck you, you damned Chinese, say one more thing!"

"Idiot..." Zhuoyang walked away.

this time it's Boyer's turn to push forward with the ball. Zhuoyang gestures to Sheffield, the left back who is going to block the ball: go back and give it to me.

Boyer's breakthrough mainly depends on speed and impact, and his passing is also very accurate, but it's impossible for him to rely on technical talents. See zhuoyanka on his step, do not slow down must bump together. Of course, Boyer is not afraid of collision, but what about football?

I can't help it. I can only buckle around and wait for the answer.

"Look, you're harder than a stick, and you have the ball? Don't lose your face! " It doesn't take much energy to defend him. Zhuoyang's mouth is not idle. "Kick it to others, don't embarrass yourself."

Boyer didn't answer back. It wasn't that he gave up evil and turned to good. It was that he had to be 100% attentive if he wanted to protect the ball.

"Lee, give me the ball back!" Dale beckons behind him.

"Yes, give it to big Kiel. He's so much better than you. Hurry up, don't make a fool of yourself." Pour oil on the fire.

"Li, hurry up. You can't pass Zhuoyang, I can't pass him. " Dale added.

In this case, Boyle can be blamed. He was so angry that he began to spit blood. As a result, Zhuoyang was not allowed to play football for him.

"Why don't you send it to me earlier! Is sticky ball interesting? More delay... " Dale complained and ran off.

Zhuoyang didn't run away. He was trying to tease Boye's fire, so he took a walk with the ball not far away from the "Baoer villain".

"Fool, I've told you to be obedient. Is it humiliating to lose it now?"