Football: Starting from the Ronaldinho template

Chapter 64 These young people have no martial ethics! They only know how to launch sneak attacks!

"Hentlar has fallen to the ground again, apparently elbowed by Naldo!"

"Whoa! Is Huntelaar getting up to challenge Naldo to a duel?"

"Their teammates separated them!"

"But the referee still gave each of them a yellow card!"

Veltins Stadium.

The Schalke 04 fans unleashed a torrent of curses as if they were free.

What a son of a bitch referee, that damn Brazilian, Wolfsburg bribing the Bundesliga, etc.

The Wolfsburg fans in the away stands didn't dare to say a word.

why?
With 3,000 men against 65,000, it's impossible for me to still have the advantage.

They're fans, not fools. If the argument escalates, Schalke 04 fans are really capable of violence, and there have even been cases of people dying in the past.

Splash! Lighters, keychains, plastic cups and other items fell like rain onto the roof of the substitutes' bench.

Riot police on site immediately became more vigilant to prevent any crazed fans from climbing over the barriers to enter the stadium.

The conflict lasted a full three minutes before it subsided.

When the game restarted, Boateng used a tackle that went straight for the player, not the ball, to knock De Bruyne over.

The tension that had just subsided rose again.

"This is your yellow card! Sir, if you can't control your temper, then next time see if I'll give you a red card! If you want to leave the field like this!"

The referee was furious.

De Bruyne rubbed his kidneys, thinking how lucky he was to have broken up with her, otherwise he might not have been able to hold on.

"Be careful."

Qin Ming helped De Bruyne up and said.

"I'm not watching football next time either." De Bruyne is a stubborn guy. He's calm and stubborn off the field, but on the field he's emotionally volatile and stubborn.

Don't be fooled by his calm expression now; he's reached a point where the angrier he gets, the more rational he becomes.

"Just make sure you don't get hurt."

Qin Ming gave his instructions.

He doesn't care about Boateng's condition, he's just worried about De Bruyne getting injured.

Wolfsburg takes a free kick in the attacking third, again seeking a breakthrough down the right flank.

Perisic was in good form today, but unfortunately he didn't get the ball much. Now that he has possession, he immediately goes all out.

"Beautiful! He's gotten past Fuchs and is about to cross from the byline!"

"Unfortunately, the cross was blocked out of bounds by Höwedes!"

"Let's take a look at Wolfsburg's corner kick on the right!"

Veltins Stadium.

De Bruyne stands at the corner flag.

The penalty area was in complete chaos, with players from both sides making very aggressive moves. Qin Ming was almost pulled down and had to grab the goalpost to regain his balance.

It's unclear who blew the whistle from the stands, leaving the players in the penalty area completely bewildered.

As the Schalke 04 players were discussing who would mark whom, Boateng stared at the goal with a look of utter despair.

Damn it, when did this thing get there?
Before he could even remind his teammates, Qin Ming and De Bruyne exchanged glances, and the latter decisively passed the ball to him, which Qin Ming easily headed into the goal.

1-2! ! !

The referee waved his hand to signal that the goal was valid. Qin Ming grinned and jumped onto De Bruyne, muttering, "Kevin, we stole it! They're definitely going to break through!"

Compared to a regular goal, he felt a different kind of exhilaration.

De Bruyne also smiled in a cunning way.

But they had a good time.

Schalke 04 players, coaches, and fans were outraged.

The players surrounded the referee demanding an explanation, implying that Qin Ming's goal was against the rules.

Di Matteo then went to the fourth official to report the matter.

Schalke 04 fans broke down in a fit of rage and started cursing.

"Thief! You filthy thief, this goal doesn't count!" "You deserve to die!"

"If we can't beat them, we'll resort to tricks!"

Qin Ming laughed more and more heartily as he listened to the frantic insults.

If he weren't afraid of provoking Schalke 04 fans, he would have made a face at the die-hard supporters.

But after thinking about it, he still didn't dare.

Afraid of being beaten.

"In that situation, I did not stop the game. Their corner kick and the goal were valid, so your demands are unreasonable."

The referee probably wanted to say, "Who told you not to concentrate?"

Whistles are common at big games, and some fans even bring laser pointers.

Generally, fans who engage in such behavior will be subject to administrative penalties and banned from entering the stadium to watch games for a period of time.

But I haven't heard of any retrial.

"Damn it! That underage kid is really... I've never met such a shameless person."

Schalke 04 goalkeeper Fährmann gritted his teeth and said.

"Well, since things have come to this, let's just focus on playing the game well."

The other team members offered words of comfort.

Young Sané looked at Qin Ming, and when he saw that smiling face, his heart was instantly filled with jealousy.

Why?
Why is it that he can win people's attention while he hasn't even scored a single goal?

You have to understand that his idol is Messi, and he is going to become a player who dominates the era. How can he lose to a minor?

The match restarted amidst a barrage of insults.

Qin Ming discovered that whenever he looked towards the stands, he would immediately receive countless middle fingers in response.

This shows how much Schalke 04 fans hate him.

"Wolfsburg played very steadily after taking a one-goal lead!"

"In the 67th minute of the match, Dietrich made two substitutions: Dost replaced Olic, and Guilavogui replaced Maranda. Both were like-for-like substitutions."

"Gilavogui is similar to Boateng; both are typical strong, physical defensive midfielders who are good at intercepting. It seems that Wolfsburg is going to strengthen their defense on the flanks."

Schalke 04 made substitutions immediately afterward, with Matip replacing Kirchhoff and Hegel replacing Sané.

On the pitch, Sané looked toward the sidelines in disbelief, confirming that the LED board displayed the number 19.

He hasn't even proven himself yet, so why was he substituted?

Di Matteo's thinking was simple: although Sané was very fast, he couldn't coordinate well with his teammates, so it would be better to replace him with the more versatile Heger.

Moreover, Hegel's defense is stronger, and he can effectively limit Qin Ming on the same side.

Sané looked like a wilted eggplant, walking off the field dejectedly, and Di Matteo had no mood to comfort him.

"The two teams started fighting again after the substitutions!"

"The pace of the game has intensified!"

"Knoch's clean and decisive interception prevented Choupo-Moting from breaking through!"

The ball was passed long to midfield by Rodriguez.

De Bruyne glanced at Boateng, completely ignoring the ball in the air, and jumped up to crash into it backward.

Bang! A tooth-grinding sound of muscles colliding rang out, and Boateng felt a sharp pain in his chest, falling uncontrollably backward onto the grass.

"Kevin! You think you're so tough? Get up and try bumping into me again!"

De Bruyne lowered his head and roared angrily.

Qin Ming trembled not far away; Maranda was right after all.

On the field, De Bruyne's emotions were extremely unstable, transforming him from a shy and introverted young man into a highly volatile and explosive individual.

Boateng was also stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to seek revenge, he saw the referee rushing over.

Just forget it.

De Bruyne seemed to still be venting his anger. He was pulled away by Qin Ming and his teammates, still muttering his old lines.

(End of this chapter)