Football: Starting from the Ronaldinho template

Chapter 101 I'm back!!! (24)

Wolfsburg is really pressing their advantage!

"He had five shots in just 20 minutes, and they were all of exceptionally high quality!"

"Qin Ming's breakthroughs are becoming increasingly sharp. It seems he is quickly adapting to the pace of the league. I wonder if he can score a goal today?"

He Wei just finished commentating on the Asian Cup, and now he's commentating on the Bundesliga.

He felt so happy.

The camera panned to the coaching bench on the sidelines, where Dietrich Hecking wore a confident expression. As an experienced head coach, he knew that Wolfsburg had taken control of the game.

Hoffenheim will only have a harder time playing from here on out.

If nothing unexpected happens, then this match should be a sure thing.

next door.

Hoffenheim's head coach Gisdol was somewhat frustrated, as Qin Ming's performance in the first half of the season was far less impressive than it was today.

He had made specific arrangements, but his defenses were still breached.

Moreover, Wolfsburg is clearly different from the last game. Although they only replaced Caligiuri with Qin Ming in the attack, it has brought about an almost earth-shattering change.

The chemistry between De Bruyne's calm deliberation, Perisic's speed and impact, and Qin Ming's ability to break free from the three was simply perfect.

Before Gisdol could figure out how to adjust, he heard a deafening cheer.

It turns out that after Wolfsburg scored, they retreated to a defensive formation, luring Hoffenheim to press forward, but then suddenly accelerated the pace in midfield to intercept the ball.

Polanski wanted to pass the ball to Firmino.

Maranda pressed him directly, and although the latter is a Brazilian player, his footwork is not strong.

My first touch was a little too heavy, and Gustavo took possession of the ball from me.

"Wolfsburg's midfield pressing intensity is very high!"

"Gustavo moves to the wing, Perisic accelerates... no, a sudden stop and a cross!"

"De Bruyne!"

A good relationship won't make you feel drained; instead, it will make you a better person.

De Bruyne is in that situation right now.

He saw Dost at the very front and Qin Ming making a rapid run forward from the side.

He then delivered a lob pass.

"Bass!"

At the same time, Qin Ming accelerated again and shouted for the ball.

The football tumbled and flew towards Dost. Upon hearing Qin Ming's voice, the Dutchman decisively shrugged back with his bald head.

Done!

Seeing Dost head the ball on, Qin Ming controlled it, dribbled past him, and then took a powerful dribble, leaving Beck two body lengths behind.

Hoffenheim fans knew something bad was going to happen.

They stared intently at Bowman.

This is the goalkeeper they signed from Freiburg for €550 million.

Bowman, on whom everyone placed their last hope, stared intently at Qin Ming's waist and abdomen.

A player's center of gravity will definitely shift before shooting, and the goalkeeper can use this to judge the player's intention.

Moved!

When Qin Ming slowed down his dribbling speed, he took small, quick steps with both feet, seemingly adjusting for a shot.

Just as Bowman was deceived and instinctively fell to the ground to save the situation.

Qin Ming calmly chipped the ball with his left foot.

Snapped!
It was as if a rainbow appeared at the Dazhong Stadium!

Wolfsburg fans stood up excitedly, and after the ball crossed the goal line, they high-fived their friends.

"Look, this is our sharpest spear!"

"Well done, Qin!"

"He seems even stronger than last year!"

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Wolfsburg fans were all praising Qin Ming to the skies.

After scoring, Qin Ming didn't rest. He lifted his jersey to reveal his inner shirt, on which a few words were written with a marker.

I'm back！

I am back!

While he feels proud of his national team matches, he experiences a sense of conquest when he scores in the Bundesliga.

The two cannot be compared, but both are important to him.

With a smug smile, Qin Ming faced the camera and pointed to his inner shirt, letting fans around the world see it clearly.

"I'm back!!!"

Wolfsburg fans spontaneously cheered, and they suddenly felt that the young man in front of them was less immature and more domineering.

But isn't that how great players should be?
You can be humble and easy-going off the court, but you must be confident on the court!

"Qin, I've noticed you love to lob! Lob the ball over someone, lob the ball to shoot, and lob the ball to pass!"

Perisic put his arm around Qin Ming and patted his stomach, "I'll get one next time too, and show it off when I score a goal!"

"You need to score a goal first!"

Qin Ming said arrogantly on purpose.

As their relationship grew closer, they became more relaxed and comfortable with each other.

"Wait!"

Perisic snorted defiantly.

"Kevin, I also made you one. Remember to wear it for the next game!"

Qin Ming winked at De Bruyne.

Ding Ding immediately understood that Qin Ming had ulterior motives, and since he didn't like attracting too much attention, he shook his head to refuse.

But Qin Ming whispered a few words in his ear.

"Ahem. Oh, alright then." De Bruyne coughed a few times to cover his mouth, still pretending to be reluctant.

"Hey hey hey!"

Qin Ming's mysterious demeanor piqued Perisic's curiosity, making him feel as if he were being scratched by a cat's claws.

But Qin Ming just wouldn't tell him.

Among the Hoffenheim fans in the away stands, Bernhard raised his head and looked up at the sky.

He is looking for a dragon.

But after looking for a long time, he couldn't see any dragon, only flocks of gray geese flying by.

They migrate between mid-November and mid-February of the following year.

It's just the end now.

"Mom, do you think dragons exist? Is Qin lying to me?"

Bernhardt felt a little wronged.

"It might be lying deep inside the earth."

Hader's mother gently patted his head. "But more important than whether or not there's a dragon, don't forget to ask Qin for his autograph after the match. That's the real reason you came, isn't it?"

"Okay, I think he'll definitely agree, after all, we're good friends!"

Burnhardt's attention was diverted as he looked up at the hanging LED screen, which was replaying Qin Ming's goal.

He clenched his little hands, determined to learn from Qin Ming.

He will also become a player who brings joy to fans in the future.

After the game restarted, Wolfsburg, leading by two goals, did not rush to attack.

We'll stick to the same strategy: wait for Hoffenheim to press forward, then exploit their defensive space to launch quick and efficient counter-attacks.

After conceding a goal to Wolfsburg, Hoffenheim became more cautious.

"We can see that Wolfsburg's overall condition has improved significantly since Qin Ming's return!"

"It's fair to say that in just six months, he has gone from being Wolfsburg's mascot to becoming an indispensable figure!"

"Especially in his every move, I can feel his passion for football, his imagination, and his unconventional skills, which are unique in today's football world!"

"Watching him play football is a real treat!"

He Wei has been watching Qin Ming's highlights whenever he has free time lately, and he still feels a sense of satisfaction after watching them.

The same goes for the fans at the stadium.

Every time Qin Ming received the ball or made a breakthrough, they would cheer. *Beep-beep!*
When the first half ended, they were still a little reluctant to leave.

Five minutes into the second half.

When Kim Jin-soo advanced down the wing, he collided violently with Perisic, and both of them instantly lost their balance and fell to the ground.

But Perisic swayed and got up, while the former clutched his ribs and gasped for breath.

Oh shit!

Do all the people from Wolfsburg like to elbow each other?
They're all elbowing him in the same spot, isn't that going to kill him?
Kim Jin-soo looked at the referee, wanting a fair punishment, but the referee only gave Perisic a verbal warning and awarded Hoffenheim a free kick.

"Clown, get up right now!"

"Damn it, if Beckenbauer hadn't changed the referees, we would have been rigged in the 2002 World Cup too!"

"Liar! Stop pretending!"

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During the 2002 Korea-Japan World Cup, the South Korean team defeated Portugal, Italy and Spain one after another with biased refereeing, and even prepared to cheat Germany in the semi-finals.

Beckenbauer was a FIFA official at the time, and it was only after he changed the referee at the last minute that the match happened.

It's estimated that Klose will also get kicked in the head and ankle, and like Totti, be judged to have dived and given a red card, ending up with a bloodied head and a disheveled exit from the field.

Kim Jin-soo was so angry that he saw stars. He had often made underhanded moves, but now he was truly being wronged.

"Don't just lie there! Hurry up and keep going!"

Hoffenheim's head coach Gisdol was very anxious. He felt that they had finally created an attacking opportunity, so how could they easily disrupt the rhythm of the attack?

Qin Ming watched with great satisfaction from a distance.

Damn it, he even dared to kick his own shin! I'll beat him up every time I see him!
He secretly gave Perisic a thumbs-up.

Perisic looked smug, as if silently saying: You can trust me to handle things!

The match resumed quickly.

Hoffenheim took a free kick, and Kim Jin-su passed the ball to Firmino on the wing.

The Brazilian is reportedly being scouted by Liverpool and will leave Hoffenheim next season.

Therefore, he needs to perform better and seize the opportunity to move to the Premier League.

After all, although the Bundesliga is one of the top five leagues, its prestige is not as high as that of the Premier League, and most importantly, it earns less money.

Firmino passed the ball to Schwegler without stopping it.

Rodriguez, a fellow Swiss, met the ball with a diagonal pass towards the far post of the penalty area.

Just as Friend was about to head the ball, he saw a pair of hands.

Benaglio!

"Strike decisively to catch the ball and throw it with all your might!"

"They're looking for Qin Ming!"

In the shot, Qin Ming is carrying Amiri on his back, raising his elbow to widen the distance between them.

This doesn't count as a foul.

Amiri couldn't get around it, so he kept bumping into it, hoping to make the opponent misjudge the ball.

*Thwack!* Qin Ming skillfully stopped the ball with his chest, then turned sideways and thrust his shoulder out.

"Wow!" Wolfsburg fans cheered, feeling that Qin Ming wasn't playing a match, but rather a game called football.

The football seemed to have become a relay baton, passed from Qin Ming to De Bruyne.

The latter had already observed this and made a wide-ranging pass to find Perisic.

Hoffenheim's defense was teetering on the brink of collapse.

Kim Jin-soo gritted his teeth and chased after him frantically, but he could catch up with Qin Ming, not Perisic.

The sword is unsheathed.

That will definitely involve bloodshed.

Perisic kept accelerating and quickly left Kim Jin-su behind, cutting inside into the penalty area.

Hoffenheim goalkeeper Baumann took the initiative to come out.

"Perisic needs to shoot directly!"

"He unleashed a powerful shot, a miracle happened! Baumann couldn't save it!"

Wolfsburg 3-0 Hoffenheim!

"In the 64th minute of the second half, Wolfsburg scored again, extending their lead!"

Perisic was ecstatic after scoring the goal, running down to the North Stand and making a heart shape with his hands towards his wife above.

Having seen so many young couples showing off their love lately, he's starting to feel a little restless himself.

It's time to let your teammates experience your "dog food" (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).

"Ivan, why are you being so attentive? Are you thinking about having a second child?"

Qin Ming put his arm around Perisic's neck and teased him.

"What does a little kid know? We're already pregnant! The due date is in July!"

Perisic grinned and showed off.

"I never imagined you'd become a father of two at just 26!"

As soon as Qin Ming finished speaking, he saw De Bruyne's envious look.

Don't think about it.

Ding Ding, who has a lovestruck face, also wants children. It seems that his childhood was indeed unhappy, otherwise he wouldn't crave family and affection so much.

As his good brother, he should keep up the good work and try to invite Brett and the other guy out to play next time.

Wolfsburg, leading by three goals, played with a relaxed attitude, but not complacency.

On the contrary, their midfield defense remained resolute, and they even intensified their marking of Firmino.

Hoffenheim's tactics are simple: advance down the wings and find the Brazilian to organize the second attack in the attacking third.

As long as Firmino can be neutralized, Hoffenheim's attack will be harmless.

The 74th minute of the game.

Gustavo intercepted the ball in the backfield and made a long pass to Qin Ming. In his first game back in the Bundesliga, he was clearly playing with great enthusiasm.

He pulled the ball back, lobbed it to the side, and then flicked it again. Despite being sandwiched by Amiri and Baker, he managed to flick the ball five or six times in a row.

Finally, he used a scorpion kick to flick the ball to the right with his heel.

The fans at the stadium were dazzled, and before they could react, the ball disappeared, and De Bruyne received it and quickly advanced.

"Don't let him pass the ball!"

Kim Jin-soo turned his head and saw Perisic; the Croatian was about to overtake him.

If De Bruyne passes the ball out...
Anyway, he wasn't confident he could steal the ball.

Upon hearing this, Schwegler stepped forward decisively, ready to commit a foul.

But De Bruyne seemed to have anticipated this, suddenly turning around to protect the ball and shielding Schwegler behind him.

At the same time, Qin Ming shook off Amiri and Beck, and sped past De Bruyne from the side.

*Snap!* The two didn't exchange a single word, or even make eye contact.

But De Bruyne understood perfectly and flicked the ball with his heel.

The football darted through Schwegler's legs and caught up with Qin Ming in the blink of an eye.

"That's what you call delivering it right to my feet!" Qin Ming exclaimed inwardly, and continued his sprint with the momentum.

Standing in his way was Bicakcic, an excellent center-back from Bosnia and Herzegovina.

Looking at the other person's massive size, Qin Ming instantly knew what to do. He pedaled a few times and then changed direction.

And that last strike was incredibly fast!

Before Chukcic could react, he was like a wooden stake.

By the time he instinctively reached out to steal the ball, Qin Ming had already dribbled into the penalty area, leaving him with only his back to the ball.

"The change of direction was a bit too big!"

"Bauman took the initiative!"

"Qin Ming tried to dribble past his opponent, but while the ball got past him, he didn't!"

"Penalty!"

In the footage, Qin Ming was tackled on the right foot by Bowman, causing him to lose his balance and tumble several times. Fortunately, he managed to dissipate the force by rolling, otherwise he could have been injured.

When he got up and looked back, he saw the referee pointing to the 12-yard mark.

Volkswagen Arena.

Wolfsburg fans were ecstatic. After being held to a draw by Frankfurt in the previous match, they were now leading by three goals and had been awarded a penalty.

Being a Wolfsburg fan is such a blessing!
(End of this chapter)