I am the king of football

Chapter 13 Shooting
"Fuck you!"

"Son of a bitch!"

"Wow~"

Qin Hu's header directly ignited the stadium and the outside. When the Hull City players saw his header, they rushed forward without hesitation to surround Nord, who was still seeing stars.

At the sidelines, Hull City fans, who had been frustrated because their team had been suppressed, also shouted wildly. They did not think that Qin Hu's header was reckless, but were excited that their U17 kids were finally going to beat the opponent.

"Shh!! Shhh!"

On the field, the Sheffield Wednesday players were a step slower in rushing over, so they didn't catch any glimpse of Qin Hu at all. They could only keep pushing the Hull City players who separated Qin Hu and Cooper behind them.

Hull City's attacking midfielder Mills was quite smart. After being pushed by a Sheffield Wednesday player, he fell to the ground and started groaning.

When the referee blew the whistle and ran over and shouted loudly to stop the conflict, Qin Hu received his first yellow card in the UK, and the Sheffield Wednesday player who pushed Mills did not get away either.

In fact, the fact that Qin Hu only received a yellow card also reflects a problem, that is, even the referee felt that Sheffield Wednesday's foul tactics were a bit excessive, otherwise no one would say anything even if he gave a red card for this header.

"Listen, I know you're angry, but there are rules on the football field!"

The referee was obviously frightened by Qin Hu's murderous look as if he wanted to tear Nord apart alive. He took advantage of the chaos to pull Qin Hu over and started talking.

As the referee, he was also very afraid that the game he was officiating would develop into a fight. You have to know that this is Hull City's home ground. If a fight really broke out, with no fences to stop the Hull City fans from rushing in, things would be serious.

"I know, I know, referee, but I want to protest on behalf of my team. Your penalty standards are too lenient. If you continue like this, we will all be hurt."

Qin Hu loudly conveyed his demands to the referee in not-so-fluent English. At this moment, he was more like a captain than the captain himself. Coulson, who followed closely, began to cooperate in putting pressure on Qin Hu as he saw how domineering he was.

"That's right, referee. They've committed too many fouls. If they don't curb it, it will be difficult for us to control ourselves."

"OK, OK, I got it, now go back to your respective seats."

Facing the harsh feedback from the Hull City players and listening to the unpleasant scolding from the Hull City fans on the sidelines, the referee clearly felt the pressure from the home court.

It can be predicted that in the second half of the game, he will no longer allow the Sheffield Wednesday team to continue to walk on the edge of the rules.

As Cooper on the sidelines returned to the court after some operation by the team doctor, Nord, who had finally recovered from his dizzy state, kicked the ball. At the same time, Nord glanced at Qin Hu who was glaring at him not far away. This big guy with an oriental face was really fierce.

Facts have proved that Qin Hu's intervention is definitely a great boost to the team's morale. The anger that was already pent up in the hearts of the Hull City players was completely transformed with this conflict. They began to press forward in an all-out manner and no longer allowed Sheffield Wednesday to be arrogant.

As the ball quickly changed hands, Hull City players were no longer timid in their movements and passing. In addition, the referee began to severely punish Sheffield Wednesday for some deliberate and unnecessary fouls, and the confrontation on the field gradually returned to the technical and tactical level.

At this point, the success or failure is due to the big guys. The Sheffield Wednesday team is indeed strong enough, but the huge size often also means slow speed and turning ability. After all, not everyone can rush as fast as Qin Hu.

It is rare to find a big center who can run fast and rush hard.

Thus, with one delicate pass after another, Hull City's attack began to become more effective.

Although Qin Hu's penetration ability and positioning are not outstanding, he still completed the task of a center fulcrum very well, which is enough.

In the 72nd minute of the game, Mills dribbled through the middle. The Sheffield Wednesday midfielder, who had already received a yellow card, was cautious and did not foul him after being passed by him.

Mills, who was holding the ball, pushed away the mist and kicked the ball to Qin Hu, who was blocking Nord with his back. He used his powerful strength to push back, and when Nord was out of breath, Qin Hu completed a beautiful horizontal pass.

"Hurry, Koopa!"

Cooper, who had been holding back his anger for a long time, rushed up again. He appeared from the wing and kicked the ball directly at Qin Hu's pass. The ball and his figure almost simultaneously went into the penalty area through the gap between Sheffield Wednesday's left-back and center-back.

When the two defenders slowly turned around, Cooper had already kicked the ball.

"Oh!"

The ball hit the net hard.

1-1, Hull City equalized the score at home.

"Roar!!! Good shot!" More than a hundred Hull City fans sitting on the sidelines cheered in unison. They had been waiting for more than seventy minutes, and all they had been waiting for was such a beautiful goal.

"Beautiful, Cooper~"

"You're the one who spread the word well, Qin. Thank you for speaking up just now."

"We are all brothers, don't say these things."

"You two, haha, are so beautiful."

Cooper immediately rushed into Qin Hu's arms and hugged his teammate tightly. Qin Hu's face was full of relief. Mills and others on the side also ran over to celebrate.

This goal not only equalized the score, but also completely shattered the atmosphere of terror that Sheffield Wednesday tried to create in Hull City.

What Qin Hu didn't notice was that his teammates implicitly put him in the core position when celebrating, even though he only provided assists.

Obviously, people ran to hug him from all over the field not just for this goal.

"Alright guys, we still have time, get back to your positions!"

On the sidelines, Hearn was also amazed by Qin Hu's series of operations after he came on the court. He realized that Qin was really a treasure. He not only had what a striker needed to score goals, but also had the charm to unite the momentum of the entire team.

"Good coach!"

Hull City responded happily to their coach and the whole team was in high spirits, while the Sheffield Wednesday team was the complete opposite. From the moment Nord was knocked unconscious by a headbutt, both the referee's decision and the opponent's state were completely different, which made the Sheffield Wednesday players, who had suppressed the opponent for a long time, quite uncomfortable.

There are less than twenty minutes left in the game. Can they adjust to this discomfort?
The whistle blew and the ball was released. Sheffield Wednesday began to control the ball. They were suppressed by the opponent's series of active attacks and were unwilling to lose the ball rashly, so they began to actively seek to pull the ball and entangle in the midfield to waste time.

At the moment, they lacked offensive methods and their goal was to at least maintain a draw. After all, they were playing away from home, so everyone's attention began to focus on defense.

However, their opponents don't think so.

Until the 89th minute of the game, Hull City was still trying to tear apart Sheffield Wednesday's bus, and when Sheffield Wednesday gave in, they had already taken over the situation.

All Hull City players had only one thought - to score the winning goal.

With the entire team pressing forward, Coulson moved up to the center circle. Facing Nord's defense, Mills made a smart pass back and Coulson kicked the ball out.

"Qin!"

This was not an opportunity for a header. What Qin Hu had to do under the defense of two defenders was to pass the ball to Cooper's route, and he did it perfectly.

"Oh!"

Cooper shot the ball, but because the angle was too straight, the Sheffield Wednesday goalkeeper hurriedly raised his hand and blocked the ball into the penalty area.

"Shu~"

The central defender who was responsible for defending Qin Hu swore that he had never seen a center forward turn so quickly. When Qin Hu turned in front of him and rushed into the penalty area, the ball fell right in the air in front of him.

Qin Hu leaped up and shot the ball in the air. He hit the ball hard in mid-air and the defender who was chasing him could only be firmly suppressed under him.

"Oh!"

The sound was like thunder, the force was like lightning, and the shot was intended to be a blast.

"Shu~"

This time, the Sheffield Wednesday goalkeeper was helpless and the ball slammed into the goal.

Today's update is here! A blast is definitely the ultimate enjoyment of violent aesthetics. The prototype of this goal is taken from K. Boateng's wonderful violent shot. Speed, strength, and skills on the football field can make people excited. This is the charm of football. The new book is on the way. Please pay more attention, collect and recommend it! Thank you!!!
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