Football: Starting from the Ronaldinho template

Chapter 104 A Frenzied Offensive Battle! Scoring two goals in a row, his form is off the charts!
"The game has reached the 36th minute, and Leverkusen is very dominant during this period!"

"They piled their players up in the attacking third, creating multiple attacking threats and pressing high-pressure in defense!"

"Although Wolfsburg withstood this attack, the situation at the gate is still extremely dangerous!"

We need to retaliate quickly!

At the BayArena, the Leverkusen fans' cheers grew louder and louder, just like the atmosphere on the football field.

When Çalhanoğlu received the pass from his teammate, he was about to run into Son Heung-min next to him.

Bang! Maranda had been waiting for this opportunity, and he rammed his body into it hard.

As a result, Çalhanoğlu's pass went a bit astray and was intercepted by Gustavo halfway through. Despite Son Heung-min's interference, the Brazilian sent a through ball to the center circle.

De Bruyne had already turned to the side, moved the ball in front of him, and accelerated.

Fight back!

Wolfsburg was pressured and attacked several times, but couldn't find a good opportunity. They were either counter-attacked on the spot or failed to pose a threat.

Therefore, the Leverkusen players remained calm and quickly formed multiple defensive lines.

"Watch out for that—"

Just as Rasbender was about to remind Donati, he saw De Bruyne had already kicked the ball.

Thud! The football rolled rapidly along the grass, penetrating the Leverkusen defense and reaching the wide left flank.

Qin Ming glanced at Donati; the two had quite a grudge against each other.

But he quickly looked away, pushed off the grass with both feet, and shot off like an arrow.

The Italians couldn't keep up.

At this moment, he was filled with doubt and shock, even though they had been facing off just five months ago.

At that time, Qin Ming's explosive speed was not so fast, and his technique was obviously still immature.

But why has it changed so much now?
While the young players have made great progress, this is still too outrageous, isn't it?
Donati gritted his teeth and chased after him, but the distance between them only increased, and he could only watch the receding figure.

"Shoot!"

When Qin Ming dribbled the ball into the penalty area, he saw Leno blocking the near post and swung his left foot as if to shoot!

The Leverkusen players inside the penalty area also guessed that he was going to shoot.

But then the BayArena erupted in uproar.

Qin Ming used a move similar to the No Look Pass, pretending to shoot but actually hitting the ball into the middle!
Bang! Dutch bald-headed Dost easily tapped in the first goal of the match.

1-2! ! !

"DOEL!"

Dost roared, high-fiving and hugging Qin Ming, "Qin! That goal was too easy, can't you do something a little more difficult?!"

"Bass! You can try breaking through from midfield, getting past eight defenders in a row, and then nutmegging the goalkeeper to score."

Qin Ming shrugged and said sarcastically.

"Ha! I could never do that in my lifetime, but I think you have a very good chance!"

Dost offered his blessings without a care in the world.

"What are you two talking about? Kevin, you're being unfair! My seat was clearly better!"

Perisic complained, putting his arm around De Bruyne's neck.

"No, Qin is almost two meters ahead of you, and there's a large gap in defense on the left!"

De Bruyne retorted earnestly.

"Okay, okay, I got it!"

Perisic covered his ears.

He was just making a casual comment; he didn't really care.

Courtside.

Looking at the harmonious team members, Dieter Hecking felt that his philosophy was still correct.

A team is more than just a union.

It also needs like-minded teammates.

Otherwise, the consequences of disunity are exemplified by cases like Belgium and the Netherlands.

That's why he wanted to sign Bendtner.

That kid has a morbid confidence, and he also makes the team atmosphere terrible.

Is this not?

Now there's not even a bench to sit on, and he's about to transfer away in the summer transfer window.

In a dimly lit room, Bendtner stared at Qin Ming on the screen, his jealousy burning like wildfire.

My career should have been even more brilliant than this!
If not, then he attributed his failure to external factors.

After all, if he didn't do that, he would have to admit his defeat.

He couldn't accept it.

"The first half is nearing its end!"

"It has to be said that Leverkusen has a strong ability to withstand pressure. Even after conceding two goals, they still attacked with all their might. It seems that they are determined to carry out their attacking strategy to the end!"

"Calhanoglu's long pass over the top!"

"This caught Wolfsburg completely off guard, Kiessling won the header and went for the goal!"

"Oh dear! It's a little too high for the crossbeam!"

Leverkusen missed a chance to equalize!

A collective sigh rippled through the Bayer Arena. Kiessling clutched his head, his face filled with regret.

Çalhanoğlu's lead time was just right, and he made a timely run forward to secure the ball.

But the last move wasn't handled properly.

You have to understand that there are only so many opportunities in a game, and wasting one could mean losing it all.

"There's still some time left in the first half, let's launch a few more attacks!"

Son Heung-min clapped his hands to encourage his teammates.

He felt he was in great form and didn't want to go back to the locker room with a 1-2 score.

Seeing Leverkusen's fierce attack, Qin Ming took the initiative to retreat more than 20 meters to assist Rodriguez in defense.

"Oh dear, Bellarabi really pushed past Qin Ming. He needs to work on his defensive skills!"

"Without waiting for Rodriguez to intercept, make a diagonal pass to Kiessling!"

"Kiesling will be given back to Çalhanoğlu!"

The Turkish player feigned a shot to lure Maranda forward to block him, but in reality, he delivered a hidden through ball.

The crowd followed the direction of the football and spotted Son Heung-min.

Son Heung-min, on whom Bayer Leverkusen fans pinned their hopes, unleashed a powerful shot directly at Benaglio in front of the goal!
Swish! The crisp sound of the football hitting the net rang out, and the referee blew his whistle and pointed to the center circle, indicating that the goal was valid.

"Bayer Leverkusen equalized in stoppage time of the first half!"

"South Korean player Son Heung-min scores twice!"

"His link-up with Çalhanoğlu broke through Wolfsburg's defense!"

"It has to be said that Leverkusen's attack is unique in the Bundesliga, and the added advantage of playing at home makes their attacking prowess reach its peak!"

"This match is going to be exciting!"

He Wei smacked his lips.

The ugliest part of the match is when it ends in a goalless draw after 90 minutes, while the most exciting part is when it's a high-scoring affair.

The back-and-forth exchanges are so exciting.

However, with modernization, high-scoring matches are rare.

Oh. This excludes Bayern Munich, who love massacres the most.

"Werkself!!!"

"Werkself!!!"

The three stands erupted in cheers as the Bayer Leverkusen fans roared with passion.

The word means: Leverkusen 11.

"Good job!"

"Let them experience the power of Bayer Leverkusen!"

"Get them down from second place on the leaderboard!"

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There are countless examples of teams collapsing in the later stages of a league season, and Leverkusen believes that with Wolfsburg's strong foundation, this match might be the turning point.

If Wolfsburg can lose or draw a few more games, they will definitely have a chance to overtake them.

After scoring, Son Heung-min became even more excited as he listened to the fans' cheers. He suddenly felt that Qin Ming was not too far away from him.

With just a little effort, you can catch up.

"The same problem as the last match: we need to launch a more aggressive attack!" Qin Ming said with a serious expression.

He doesn't get much possession of the ball on the left flank, which is a major weakness for him.

After all, he is a ball-handling and penetration-oriented player.

"Let's stay calm and wait until halftime to hear what the boss has to say!"

Benaglio patted his gloves, looking a little annoyed.

After everyone discussed the matter, the match restarted. They wanted to maintain a steady pace until the end, but Leverkusen disagreed.

High-pressure tactics!

It's about forcing you to make a mistake or a long pass, so that we can take possession of the ball.

Naldo had no choice but to take a shot.

*Thud!* The football flew towards the left flank, and Qin Ming had just run into position when Donati marked him closely.

This is what he fears least.

Donati was immediately startled after he chested the ball down in position.

why?
Because he was afraid Qin Ming would dribble past him.

After all, everyone in the Bundesliga knows Qin Ming's technical strengths: three-dimensional space.

Feeling the pressure behind him disappear, Qin Ming didn't flick the ball but instead controlled it and turned around, allowing himself to face Donati directly.

This is his true purpose.

"It's coming!" Dieter Black Gold stood up straight.

He saw it better than the players: Leverkusen had moved their entire formation uphill in order to press high.

However, the problem is that due to physical limitations, their speed in getting back on defense is a bit slow.

For example, the defensive line in the rib area was not fully organized.

If Qin Ming can break through Donati
Just as Dieter Black Gold's thought arose, he saw Qin Ming suddenly accelerate, his right ankle trembling slightly.

*Snap!* The ball's trajectory changed as if by magic, like a swishing bull's tail.

Donati's body reacted, but her brain couldn't keep up.

The fans at the scene only saw Donati stiffly tremble before Qin Ming dribbled past him.

"Wow! What an amazing cow tail!"

"Look at that exaggerated amplitude!"

"Leverkusen's flanks are wide open, Qin Ming can drive straight in!"

Is there a chance to take the lead again?

He Wei asked the question of the 30,000 fans at the BayArena.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Ming dribbled the ball to the left flank and saw Bayer Leverkusen's center-back, Jedvaj.

This 20-year-old young man came from the Dinamo Zagreb youth academy.

By the way, his idol is Modric.

Looking at Qin Ming, who was younger than herself, Yedvai felt nervous.

After all, he wouldn't have started if Papadopoulos hadn't been injured.

Qin Ming noticed Yedvaj's nervousness and tested him by pedaling twice in a row.

"really."

The moment Jedvaj made his move, Qin Ming quietly changed direction and cut laterally to the edge of the penalty area.

He ignored Dost's request for the ball.

Spahic is right behind the Dutch bald guy, and there's a high probability that the pass to him will be intercepted.

Therefore.

Qin Ming didn't hesitate at all. He glanced coldly at Leno in front of the door, adjusted his steps, and swung his right foot!
Bang! As grass clippings and dirt flew out, the football skimmed along the grass like a sharp blade, precisely piercing the bottom right corner of the goal.

"Damn it!" Leno knew something was wrong as soon as he saw the ball's speed, and then he dived to make a save but missed.

3-2!

Just 1 minute and 30 seconds after Leverkusen equalized, Wolfsburg scored again.

"The goal went in!"

"Take the lead again!"

"The match was even more exciting than I expected! Wolfsburg was all set to wait until the end, but Leverkusen took the initiative and gave us the chance!"

"It seems Schmidt's football philosophy is: either I kill you, or you kill me, or you're not leaving!"

He Wei clenched his fist and waved it twice.

Such an exhilarating match is so much more enjoyable than those mediocre matches in Serie A, which could be used as a lullaby.

Bayer Arena.

"Two!" Qin Ming jogged over and held up two fingers toward the away stands, his sharp, hawk-like eyes carrying a hint of arrogance.

"Qin!!!" The Wolfsburg fans responded with a loud shout. They were all about to go to the stadium shop to buy some snacks and beer, but before they could even get up, they saw Qin Ming with the ball.

The score was changed in an instant, proving he is indeed one of their favorite players.

"another one!"

"hat trick!"

"If you've got the guts, keep playing an offensive game. We'll win just as well on your home turf!"

Several burly men, shirtless, leaned on the railing and roared loudly.

"Qin, you scored twice in the last game and two more in this game. Did you get a blessing from the gods when you returned home?"

Perisic said incredulously.

"Maybe."

Qin Ming felt that although the Asian Cup journey resulted in a third-place finish, it still had a significant impact on him.

First is the [Injury Detection and Treatment Module], which addresses potential health risks caused by sports.

Secondly, there is confidence.

Of course, template integration and skill proficiency have also improved to some extent.

All of these factors combined led to a significant change in him.

"You're putting a lot of pressure on us!"

Perisic smacked his lips.

De Bruyne, standing next to him, remained silent and reserved, but he quietly decided to reduce the frequency of his conversations with Mitchell.

This time it was the Leverkusen players' turn to be frustrated. They watched as the score was equalized in stoppage time, only to have the opponent take the lead again.

Keep in mind that the two goals were scored only 1 minute and 30 seconds apart.

"Damn it, we should have just played it safe. Now look what's happened!"

Rasband rubbed his face.

They were all a bit carried away just now, thinking of taking advantage of the situation to launch a counterattack and turn the tide.

Schmidt was just as frustrated as the players. He was a proponent of attacking football, but he didn't go to such extremes.

I'm so regretful now, I could die.

Dieter Black, sitting next door, was all smiles after celebrating with Thorn Lockhoff. "He always brings us good luck, doesn't he?"

"Luckily, we kept him with us."

Thorn-Lockhoff also expressed his feelings.

Beep!
Shortly after, the referee blew his whistle, ending the first half of the match.

Bayer Leverkusen 2-3 Wolfsburg

Five goals were scored within 45 minutes, keeping both sets of fans entertained.

Such a back-and-forth battle is a rare sight.

And it wasn't just one side dominating the weaker opponents; it was a back-and-forth battle.

As Qin Ming walked toward the players' tunnel, he saw Son Heung-min and sensed the opponent's fighting spirit.

He suppressed his smile and quickened his pace.

If the college entrance examination is like a thousand troops crossing a single-plank bridge, then the competition in football is many times more intense.

Just like the Heavenly Emperor in Chen Dong's novels, if you want to reach the pinnacle of football, you have to defeat all your opponents.

Therefore, he is not afraid of competition, but rather enjoys the feeling.

Back in the locker room, Dieter Hecking didn't mince words and went straight to the point: "The tactics for the second half will remain the same. We'll still go toe-to-toe with them, but we need to pay attention to a few key moments."

"At the very beginning, around the 65th and 80th minute, I think they will launch a counterattack, so don't expose too much space in your own half, given their speed."

"Also, Qin, I need you to move towards the middle lane to relieve the offensive pressure on Kevin."

(End of this chapter)