radicalducati Chapter 67 The younger generation is truly formidable.
Chapter 67 The younger generation is truly formidable.
"He Wei is right!"
"Jiang Ming's playing style really resembles that of a seasoned midfield commander!"
"And that turn and escape, tsk tsk tsk..."
"He's practically saying his name out loud! It's Harvey!"
He Wei only realized it when he came to his senses.
I just blurted out my inner thoughts.
This is a dereliction of duty for a professional commentator!
but……
He Wei looked at the discussion surrounding Jiang Ming in the live chat, and it seemed that the response was quite good.
I shouldn't have my salary deducted.
He cleared his throat and quickly regained his professional commentary skills.
"Ahem, in the 40th minute of the match, Monaco has extended their lead to two goals at the end of the first half."
"I wonder what method Angers will use to remedy this situation next?"
……
And at this very moment.
The Angers players on the field no longer had the mind to think about anything else.
The team was down by two goals, and there was very little time left in the first half.
What made them even more desperate was that they couldn't even touch the ball.
Monaco kept the ball firmly under their control; they couldn't even take it away.
Isn't Monaco known for their high-pressing style of play?
Why the sudden switch to a possession-based style?!
They stared at the Chinese figure at the front of the center circle on the opposite side.
A sense of annoyance rose in my heart.
Monaco gradually pushed their lines forward under his passing and control.
Whenever they tried to press forward and steal the ball.
The Monaco players would then pass the ball back to that Chinese kid.
And he always manages to complete the transfer one step ahead of time.
The formation was gradually stretched out as the troops moved from the left to the right.
The gaps in the rib area were thus exposed...
This is hardly a competition.
This is practically a form of slow torture!
"Beep~ Beep—"
The referee finally blew the whistle to end the first half.
The Angers players breathed a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, the first half finally passed, and the score wasn't widened any further.
All they want now is to get back to the locker room.
Let's see if head coach Mourinho can come up with an effective tactical solution.
Even if a comeback is impossible, at least don't lose even more badly in the second half...
……
The two sides switched sides and started the game again.
Angers' coach Mourinho pondered for fifteen minutes but couldn't come up with a countermeasure.
In the end, they simply gave up and adopted a tactic of everyone cowering in place.
Everyone stayed inside the penalty area, refusing to move no matter how Monaco passed the ball.
To put it bluntly, it's just setting up a bus.
We're already down by two goals anyway, and if we push the team out, we might concede even more goals, so we might as well minimize the losses.
Monaco firmly held the initiative in the second half from the very beginning.
Jiang Ming remains the metronome on the court.
A kick to the ball.
Shift left and right.
Straight insertion at the ribs.
They kept tearing at Ange's defenses.
The buses in Koangar actually did have some effect.
The game suddenly became dull.
Yardin frowned on the sidelines.
Those guys in Angers have completely lost all sense of shame.
Nine out of the eleven people were huddled near the restricted area.
Monaco's repeated attempts to penetrate the defense were blocked by the wall of players, and they couldn't break through at all.
……
Time passed by, second by second.
In the blink of an eye, it was the seventy-third minute of the match.
Jiang Ming received a back pass 30 meters from the goal.
This time, surprisingly no one rushed out to grab it.
The Angers players are used to it.
Go ahead and pass it; we'll just stay inside the restricted area and not go out.
"Yes, yes, that's it!"
"Hold the penalty area!"
Mullan kept shouting from the sidelines.
Available in the next second.
Jiang Ming did not choose to pass the ball.
He looked up and glanced at it.
There wasn't a single defender within two meters of him.
It seems these guys are genuinely scared.
I'd rather let him handle the ball and organize the offense.
They were also unwilling to leave their positions.
Since that's the case, he can't grant these people's wishes.
Jiang Ming did not hesitate at all.
My feet paused.
Support yourself with your left foot.
Fold the right leg.
Draw the bow and gather your strength!
【Special Skill: Carlos Heavy Cannon】
Jiang Ming felt his muscles expanding and contracting rapidly.
Endurance was severely depleted.
Swing your leg!
Swing it out!
boom!
At that moment, it seemed as if the entire audience heard a loud bang.
They could only see a white light pass through the crowd in the restricted area.
next second.
The goalkeeper remained standing in the same position.
Until a gentle breeze brushed past his ear.
Looking back.
A ball suddenly appeared in the goal.
"..."
"..."
The entire stadium fell silent for three seconds.
Three seconds later.
The Monaco fans in the away stands were the first to react.
The thunderous shouts echoed throughout the night sky.
Red and white flags were waved wildly.
……
In the CCV5 studio.
He Wei suddenly stood up, causing the chair behind him to fall to the ground.
He ripped the microphone off his ear and placed it in front of him.
It seems that only in this way can one fully unleash their passion.
"Goal!!"
"3-0!!"
"Incredible!"
"After such a long period of silence, the score has finally changed!"
"That midfield maestro we mentioned earlier, he personally came onto the field and blasted open the opponent's goal with a powerful shot!"
"Our young Chinese player delivered a perfect performance in his first match as an adult!"
This commentator, hailed as a football poet, could no longer suppress his emotions and expressed them freely:
Even Confucius feared the younger generation; a man should not underestimate the young!
"This is a line from Li Bai's poem 'To Li Yong,' meaning that even Confucius once said, 'The younger generation is to be respected, and a great man should not underestimate young people!'"
"Because young people are full of unlimited potential and possibilities!"
"And Jiang Ming used this match to declare to everyone—"
"The younger generation is truly formidable!"
……
The live stream chat was flooded with comments that just wouldn't stop.
"Damn! It has to be He Wei again! CCTV5 sent him to commentate on Jiang Ming's first match at 18, and it definitely paid off!"
"This narration really got my blood pumping!"
"The most crucial factor is still the players themselves! Without a great performance, even the best commentary is useless!"
"You can always trust Jiang Shen!"
……
court.
The home team's stands on the other side.
The Angers fans had expressions of disbelief on their faces.
They are the biggest dark horse in Ligue 1 this season!
They are the team that drew with Paris Saint-Germain at home!
They are the top team, ranked third in the league!
How could that be?
Why would that be?
They were thrashed 3-0 at home by a Monaco side plagued by injuries.
They looked at the Chinese player on the field, celebrating passionately with his teammates, and suddenly realized what was happening.
Monaco doesn't seem to be a depleted squad.
That young Chinese man, he alone was an army...
All the humiliation and resentment.
In the end, it all turned into a long sigh.
Dissipated in the scorching evening breeze.
……
After scoring that goal, Jardim immediately made a substitution.
"Clap clap clap clap..."
As Jiang Ming walked off the field back to the bench.
Applause erupted from the stands.
It wasn't just a few hundred die-hard fans who came all the way from Monaco.
Even the home fans of Angers stood up and applauded thunderously.
They lost the game, but they accepted their defeat wholeheartedly.
This young Chinese player, who had just turned 18, single-handedly dismantled his team's entire defense.
From the bottom of their hearts, they offered the highest respect to their opponent.
"Well done, kid."
Yaldin came up to Jiang Ming and gave him a big hug, patting him on the back.
"Go and get some rest. We have a long competition ahead of us."
"No problem, boss."
Jiang Ming smiled and nodded, taking the ice pack from the assistant coach.
He sat down on the bench and became a complete spectator.
For the rest of the time, Angers finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, I don't have to face that despairing Chinese boy anymore.
They managed to score a goal at the end, salvaging some pride.
At least they didn't let their own fans watch their team get completely thrashed at home.
"Beep~ Beep~ Beep—"
With the referee's third final whistle.
This key match in the 23rd round of Ligue 1 ended perfectly with a score of 1-3.
……
The post-match press conference.
Mourinho, the head coach of the losing team, was the first to be interviewed.
He took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in a low voice, "I am very sorry that we failed to win this six-point game. After all, our fans have been waiting for 44 years, hoping to get back into European competition."
"However, we did learn a lesson from this game."
"The young Chinese players in Monaco have made us understand the philosophy of football anew."
"Football is not just a game of scoring goals from front to back, vertically."
"Sometimes, lateral pulling can be the key to breaking through a defense."
"As for Jiang, I don't know how to describe him. On the field, he is as mature as a veteran who has been playing for more than ten years. Whether it is mentality or technique, no one would believe that he is only 18 years old."
After speaking, Mulan, exhausted, got up and left the room without waiting for the reporter to ask any more questions.
A moment later.
Yaldin appeared in the press conference hall with his beloved Ai-chan.
The flashes of light were continuous.
"Congratulations, Jiang, on officially becoming a professional player," the first reporter said with a smile.
"Thanks."
"You scored a goal and had an assist in this game, and you also won the MVP award. This was your first official game as an adult. How did it feel?"
"It feels amazing. Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, I've gone from a young player in the youth team to a member of the team."
"He's an indispensable member," Yaldin interjected with a smile.
The audience erupted in applause instantly.
The reporters had no objections.
Everyone knows that during Monaco's darkest hour of injury woes, it was this young Chinese player who stepped forward and carried the team through the difficult times.
The press conference didn't last long; after a few questions, it came to a close.
……
On the bus on the return trip.
Jiang Ming put on his headphones, shutting out the noise from his teammates, calmed himself down, and opened the system panel.
[Ding! Overall performance score has been calculated!]
[You started and played 74 minutes in this match, scoring one goal, providing one assist, delivering two key passes, completing 3 out of 5 dribbles, with a passing accuracy of 93.0% and a long pass accuracy of 80%...]
Overall rating: 9.3 points
[Ding! Congratulations on completing your daily task: Your post-match rating for this game is 8/9/10.]
[Reward: Special Skill - Zidane "Marseille Turn", 5 attribute points can be freely allocated]
Agility 62-65
【Balance 64-67】
[Zidane's "Marseille Turn": When receiving the ball with his back to the goal or sideways, he uses one foot as a pivot and pulls the ball back with the other foot to complete a 360-degree turn, instantly shaking off the closely marking defender.]
[Note: The maestro from Marseille conquered the pitch with his elegant turns, but ultimately lost due to a moment of impulsiveness...]
Instantly, a muscular memory of the Marseille turn flooded his mind.
Stop the ball, pull the ball back, turn.
He understood every detail perfectly, and it took him a long time to recover.
"The Marseille turn..." Jiang Ming thought to himself.
Now that I have this special skill, I can do this move again later.
Hopefully, they won't accidentally make the Bengbu maneuver again.
Jiang Ming was secretly delighted.
I then casually added another 5 attribute points to speed.
[Accelerate 39-44]
Now you have even more dribbling skills!
I feel like I'll be back to my football prowess, dribbling past opponents with ease, very soon!
Jiang Ming looked at the night view outside the window.
There is a sense of joy in the harvest.
……
Far away in China.
One news item after another went viral and became a trending topic:
—"Young Chinese player delivers another phenomenal performance! 18-year-old scores a goal and an assist in his debut match!"
—No Longer Young! Angers Coach Declares Jiang Ming a Veteran!
—"93% Passing Accuracy!!! Jiang Ming has already joined the ranks of the world's top midfielders! Luis Enrique is closely monitoring him!!!"
—"The younger generation is truly formidable! He Wei utters another famous quote! Can Jiang Ming make the world re-evaluate Chinese football?"
—Post-match Highlights: He tore apart the defense with his passing and control! He blasted open the goal with his powerful shots! He is the new generation's attacking machine!
Comment area:
"Funny! That quick pass! I can only pull off something like that in our neighborhood league!"
"Jiang Ming's abilities might even surpass mine!"
"Above you? I think, perhaps not below me..."
"I'm so tired of seeing these news reports lately."
"Having contributed to goals in consecutive matches, is Jiang Mingyao still not used to Ligue 1?"
……
The next day.
It was just dawn.
Sunlight streamed onto the lawn of the La Tourby training center.
Jiang Ming, as always, got up two hours earlier than the team's assembly time.
Without realizing it, he had developed the habit of going to bed early and waking up early.
If it were the old Ronaldinho, he'd probably still be wandering the dance floor of some nightclub at this hour...
After a few minutes of simple stretching and high leg raises.
Jiang Ming stood on the track.
He looked at the progress bar on the system screen in front of him.
[During the race, I overtook opponents at high speed a total of 30 times; I completed a total of 9.7km/10km sprints.]
"Almost there," Jiang Ming muttered to himself.
Having made ample preparations, he began his all-out sprint.
[9.8km]
[9.9km]
Just like college students who are almost at the same distance in a campus race.
After making two round trips back and forth.
The familiar system voice rang in Jiang Ming's mind.
[Ding! Congratulations on completing the mission objectives: During the race, you passed opponents at high speed a total of 30 times; and completed a total of 10km of sprints.]
[Reward: Speed +10, Acceleration +10, "Special Skill: Ronaldinho Acceleration Escape"]
[Speed 25-40]
[Accelerate 44-59]
"Finally done!"
Jiang Ming collapsed onto the lawn, panting heavily.
He could feel the muscles in his legs recovering rapidly, and the fatigue from creatine ache slowly disappearing.
Instead, there is an unusual sensation of nerve stretching.
After a long while, Jiang Ming let out a long sigh.
In addition to the attribute bonuses that come with the special skill, each of the two items adds 5 points.
This means that both speed and acceleration attributes have increased by 15 points!
His body was finally no longer as frail as before.
Judging from his physical attributes, he has already reached the threshold of being a rotation player in the Chinese domestic league!
But then there are all the modules and special effects...
He's incredibly strong now!