Heroes of the Restricted Zone

Chapter 9 The so-called hero...

Popovich stood in front of his players with a livid face. This team is the main force of the Zenit youth team.But it made him feel ashamed!
He felt that assistant coach Borovikia's suggestion was completely insulting. A main force of the youth team defending one person should go all out, even by all means...

Looking at the coach with a bad face, the youth team players also knew that the coach was very dissatisfied with their performance.All of them lowered their heads, not daring to say anything, for fear of offending the coach.

"Your performance just now shamed me!" Popovich taught these young guys unceremoniously, and it was very clear from his voice that he was in a bad mood now.

"Don't bow your head!" he yelled. "Hold my head up!"

"What's your mood? A stranger scored a goal on top of your heads alone! Another time I almost went in, if it wasn't for the crossbar to help you..." Popovich yelled loudly. "You must know that he is someone that CSKA Moscow can't even look down on! A loser! He can even do his best in front of you! Do you think he is much worse than CSKA?!"

Zenit's biggest enemy in the Russian Super League is not a certain team, but all the super teams from the capital Moscow, which form a huge group.For a long time, the championship of the Russian Super League has been won by the team from Moscow.Zenit will have to beat Moscow's side if they want to be crowned champions.So the players of the Zenit youth team know very well who their enemies are-all teams in Moscow!

Popovich degraded them to the level of the Moscow team, which deeply stimulated the players who had previously underestimated the enemy.

One by one, they raised their heads again, clenched their fists, and their eyes glowed fiercely.

"I want to teach that disrespectful boy a lesson!" The central defender Krotkov, who was hit by Chen Yingxiong's header just now, clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth.As the defender of Chen Yingxiong, it is a shame that he allowed the opponent to score so easily just now.Although the head coach scolded everyone, he felt that he was the first to bear the brunt, and every scolding was directed at him.At this time, he had long forgotten to explain to the coach why he was so easily won by the opponent. He seemed to use his actual actions to avenge his shame!Let the coach look at him differently.

"Very well, Aleksandr, I am very pleased that you have this idea." Popovich nodded, expressing his appreciation and encouragement to Krotkov's attitude, and also inspired others to think so-later I'll make that oriental kid look good in the game!

"You must stop him at all costs, he is good at heading the ball, and fight him to the death in the air!" Popovich tapped his palms with his fists, motivating the morale of the whole team.He is like a provocateur, making everyone follow him with high morale.

"It's okay to foul! Don't have any scruples, as long as you can beat him, even if you pull him down with your hands! Hit him with your strong body! Don't be frightened by his height and weight, he is just an empty frame, It's just a show! You are strictly trained Zenit fighters! There is no reason for you to lose to a nobody!" Popovich didn't care if it was too brazen to stop a person with a foul... But now he just wants to Get back the field for his team - he now feels that the person Panchenko introduced didn't want to get a chance to become a professional player in Zenit, and he just smashed his own field in the [-]s...

"Roar!!!"

The main players of the Zenit youth team let out a deafening roar.

Verobuchov spread his hands: "Here it is again..." Popovich is very good at motivating players. Under his current motivation and incitement, the players of the youth team will definitely burst out with huge energy. The performance for a while may be far beyond usual...

And Larionov asked Borovikia with some concern: "Will it be too much, Vladimir?"

He could see that Popovich was serious, and he really wanted to use his team to completely kill Chen Yingxiong.Now he has successfully fanned the fighting spirit and anger of these young people, and he has succeeded.Young people are the easiest to be incited, they can do jaw-dropping things with just a passion.

Borovikia waved his hand: "If he can't even handle this level of defense, he is not qualified to sign Zenit."

Chen Yingxiong didn't know what the opponent's coach said to those players. He couldn't understand Russian, so he could only stand on the court bored, and then looked left and right, looking at his temporary teammates.Especially looking at the wide players who gave him crosses during the game, trying to remember their looks, and later in the game, he passed them back to seek cooperation.

In a situation where everyone is unfamiliar, this is the only way.

He also knew that his cooperation with these people was not good.But there is no time for him to get used to it slowly. He must show what he is best at to impress the coaches standing on the sidelines.

There was a sudden burst of roaring in the circle where the main players gathered, and Chen Yingxiong couldn't understand it.

But his temporary teammates all changed their faces after hearing the roar... They began to worry about the ignorant big man in front of them.

They know that the main players have become serious, and the next game will only be more difficult.

In their view, Chen Yingxiong, who doesn't understand Russian, is like an ignorant and fearless fool...

When the game restarted, Chen Yingxiong quickly discovered that he was facing more defensive pressure, and... once when he tried to break into the penalty area to grab a point, he was hugged by the opponent's player and fell to the ground. Individuals entangled and rolled on the ground.He thought he would hear the referee's whistle, but Larionov, who played as a temporary referee, didn't say anything, just signaled the game to continue.

When this happened more than once, he began to understand what the group of people said just now.

This is Zenit's new trick, and they stop at nothing to stop themselves.

Dangerous fouls, merciless collisions, surrounding him with more bullying and less, defensive moves like wrestling judo...

There is only one purpose - to prevent him from having the opportunity to use his most powerful weapon today.

Off the court, Chen Tao saw his son being thrown to the ground time and time again by fouls or rough defensive moves by the opponent, and he wanted to jump but was held tightly by his clothes... After several rounds of attacks, Chen Yingxiong didn't show any performance at all. No chance to display his header skills.

He was worried again.

The other party is serious, can my son... still be able to deal with it?
Do not!
He can, he sure can!
Because he is his own son, because his name is Chen Yingxiong!
Chen Tao didn't even know where his self-confidence came from, but at this moment, he had to stand unswervingly on his son's side and cheer for him.

"Come on! Hero!!" he shouted.

"It's so unfair... I don't think it is possible to score from such a defense even if it is replaced by Tek..." After the fitness coach Kerzakov tested Chen Yingxiong's body, he didn't know anything about him. up.Because Chen Yingxiong is in very good physical condition, Kerzakov has a little affection for him.He felt Popovich had gone too far.

The Tekke he was talking about was Fatih_Tekke, the main center forward of Zenit's first team.The Turk is not tall, only 1.7 meters eight, but the header is not bad.Wearing the number 9 jersey, he has played [-] times in the league this season and scored [-] goals, four of which were headers.

But no one paid any attention to his complaints, and everyone was engrossed in staring at the court, carefully observing this completely unequal special confrontation.

For Chen Yingxiong, this is a battle that bets on his future. Although it is an increasingly abnormal game-the opponent's fouls can be acquiesced...but if he can't surrender in this game, let everyone Convinced answers come, then the end can be imagined.All his efforts will be in vain, he can only go back to China, give up his dream of becoming a professional footballer, go to university, come out after four years to find a job, and thus become one of the more than one billion ordinary Chinese.

That should be him in another parallel world, definitely not Chen Yingxiong in this world!

My father gave me this name because he wanted me to be a hero!

The temporary teammates passed the football from the wing very dutifully. They were like programmed robots, no matter whether Chen Yingxiong could grab the point or not, they would pass the football over.If Chen Yingxiong can't grab the header and score the goal, the football will either pass through the penalty area, or be cleared by the opponent, or let his temporary teammates get a chance to shoot.

But obviously they are not the protagonists, whether they score or not, they will not attract the attention of the coaches on the sidelines.There is only one protagonist in this game - Chen Yingxiong.There is only one theme event-the contest between Chen Yingxiong and the main defense line of the Zenit St. Petersburg youth team.

Chen Yingxiong looked up at the football flying in the air, and the things that should have appeared clearly in his mind again.But his body was motionless, and he couldn't take another step forward—he was firmly held by his clothes by two youth team players.

Seeing that football is coming, he seems to be fixed in place as if roots have taken root under his feet.

I'm a hero... How could I be trapped by such a defense!
What is a hero?

The so-called heroes are those who can do things that ordinary people can't, what ordinary people can't do, he can do, and... must do!
Chen Yingxiong gritted his teeth, his neck was flushed from suffocation, and the veins on his forehead protruded. He was struggling to break free from the opponent's pull and interference.

The lower back Sergey Mironov (Sergey_Mironov) who was pulling his clothes was also gnashing his teeth, his whole face and neck were red and red, and his knuckles were clenched white - he pulled the jersey so hard.This is the first time he has encountered such an experience in his football career for so many years!
The pressure on one hand was a bit heavy, so he used both hands...

I thought this time I could finally stop this huge monster like a brown bear, right?

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of cloth being torn...

He was horrified to see that the jersey he was holding on to was gradually splitting in front of his eyes, and then the seam was getting bigger and bigger under the interaction of the two sides...

Chen Yingxiong rushed forward desperately, dragging two people behind him, the resistance was very strong.At this time, I suddenly felt a light behind me!
He was overjoyed and rushed forward suddenly.It's like a wild horse running wild, and like a tiger coming out of its cage.

Hearing the sound of "stab", Chen Yingxiong was already flying in the air!

The opponent's central defender Krotkov and his central defender partner Yury Lebedev (Yury_Lebedev) jumped head-on. The two of them were right in front of Chen Yingxiong, and there was another one on his side Victor_Stroev, a Zenit player.

The three jumped up at the same time, flanking Chen Yingxiong.

Off the field, Borovikia couldn't help leaning forward. This was the "examination question" he wanted to see.

Faced with such a defense, what kind of answer will you give, big Chinese man!
The answer Chen Yingxiong handed in was to drive away Krotkov and Lebedev who were blocking him, and then completely ignored Stov who was interfering with him.

The torn jersey unfurled in the air like a flag, fluttering in the wind.Blocked Stov's line of sight.

When he saw Chen Yingxiong again, he only saw that the hero in the air was twisting his waist to accumulate strength, like a tightened towel, and then he threw it out violently!
Shake your head and attack the goal!

Football goes straight to the back point!

Goalkeeper Korzakov made a very good save this time, but he was just a foil to this wonderful goal.

The football went into the goal long before his hand could reach it!

There was no sound at all, only the rustling of the football and the net.

(End of this chapter)