Valente's foul made Tang Jue's single shot a fool. The referee showed a card to Valente. Valente's face was not in pain, because the referee showed a yellow card.

Valent let out a long breath, and the thing he was most worried about did not appear, and no red card appeared.

Boskovic and Ben Assauer pressed the referee unyieldingly. Ben Assauer said excitedly: "Referee, if he doesn't foul, it must be a single shot. You know that a single shot means a goal. You should give him a red card, how can you give him a yellow card?"

Boskovic pulled the referee's sleeve and said, "This should be a red card. Referee, you got the wrong card!"

The referee ignored them and waved his arms hard, signaling them to shut up.

...

Tang Jue stood up from the turf, walked to Boskovic, and said in his ear: "Play the ball in advance when passing the ball. Just now, you can pass it directly into the gap, or even hit the opponent behind the air ball."

Tang Jue means that his pass just now cannot allow himself to use his speed advantage.

A young player who had just arrived in the first team for a few days was actually saying that there was something wrong with Boskovic's pass.

Three days ago, there was a dispute on the training ground of Saint Germain. One side was Saint Germain's head coach Vaid Alilozik, and the other side was Boskovic. Boskovic is the team's boss and he dared to put forward his own views on the head coach's tactics.

A team leader who didn't even buy it to the head coach was not furious at this moment. Boskovic nodded and agreed to Tang Jue's opinion. He said to Tang Jue: "Then I will pass the ball in the air to you. Setaridis is too old, so he can't turn around."

...

At the beginning of the game, Tang Jue made a wonderful breakthrough and almost broke out from the three-person double-team. Paris fans seemed to see hope for a goal, and they were full of confidence in the victory of this game.

Even the three of them could not stop Tang Jue from moving forward. So, is victory still far away from them? The media actually spoke loudly before the game and expressed doubts about Tang. Pull your dog's eyes. Look, he should get your affirmation, not doubts.

After half a minute, Boskovic's direct free kick was passed to Porto's penalty area. The calm Baia hit the football out of the penalty area with his fists.

Boskovic took two steps forward and shot angrily!

Unfortunately, the ball was high and the football flew from above the beam to outside the stadium. The Princes Park Stadium sighed again. Tang Jue stood in the penalty area in Porto and applauded Boskovic.

Then, the court was filled with applause. This was Saint-Germain's first shot in this game.

In the following game, Porto's formation was well maintained. During the attack, they also maintained more than three defenders, staying near the center circle.

The midfielder Kostiga was not in sight when Tang Jue broke through last time, and during the injury time, he was called to the sidelines by the head coach and was severely criticized.

The head coach told him that his task was to defend Saint-Germain's No. 29 forward and stare him to death.

If he can't do it, he must be replaced.

In this way, Porto arranged a "bodyguard" for Tang Jue. Wherever he went, Costica would follow him. She was tightly pressed like a dog skin plaster, and Tang Jue felt uncomfortable all over.

It was difficult for Tang Jue to get the ball when he was close to the opponent. After Boskovic took the ball, he passed the ball in the air several times, hitting the back of Setaridis. The ball was passed very well and impeccably. However, under Costica's pull, Tang Jue did not successfully get rid of it.

Costica said in Portuguese in Tang Jue's ear: "The head coach asked me to stare at you. I don't think this task is heavy at all. Don't try to slip away from me."

Tang Jue frowned, he didn't understand a single word.

"Little Feifei, what did he say?" Tang Jue asked in his heart.

"Master, he said in Portugal: 'The head coach asked me to stare at you. I don't think this task is heavy at all. Don't try to slip away from me.'"

Tang Jue's mouth curled slightly and asked in his heart: "'You think so beautifully!' How should I say this in Portuguese?"

A moment later, Tang Jue said to Costica in a less standard Portuguese, "You think so beautifully!"

Costica looked at Tang Jue in surprise. He did not expect that the Chinese striker would be able to speak Portuguese. Although his pronunciation was not very standard, his meaning was expressed very clearly.

"Think better, of course," Costica said.

Tang Jue didn't say anything. He had to say that after scoring the goal: No matter how beautiful you think, you just think about it!

...

There was no goal, no exciting cooperation, sharp breakthrough. The dull game made the fans very dissatisfied. Paris fans began to call on the first two games, creating the name of miracle: "Tang!Tang!"

These sounds came to Tang Jue's ears, just like the inspiring sound of war drums. The endless fighting spirit appeared in Tang Jue's eyes. Two red lights flashed out of Tang Jue's eyes.

Alice looked at the excited fans around her in surprise. This name lived with her every day. Alice did not expect that Tang Jue had such an important position in the hearts of the fans.

Maria smiled and shouted in Alice's ear: "Alice, they are calling your boyfriend's name."

Alice blushed and said in Maria's ear: "He is not my boyfriend."

Maybe the fans' voices were too loud, or maybe Alice's voice was too small. Maria nodded and looked like she understood. She yelled in Alice's ear: "Your boyfriend is really good!"

Alice looked at Maria awkwardly. Then, she stopped entangling in this issue.

...

Tang Jue held a word in his heart and wanted to say it to Costica.

Don never know how big the bet Arendt received. He would have to pay a lot of money without scoring the goal.

To say that and to win the bet, Tang Jue must score a goal.

The dull game lasted twenty-five minutes. Saint-Germain's defensive counterattack tactics were pretty good in the first twenty-five minutes. The tight defense gave Porto almost no excellent shooting opportunity. Porto could only shoot long shots outside the penalty area.

Saint-Germain is still missing a goal. As long as there is a goal, their defensive counterattack tactics will be successful. With one goal in hand, it will be even more convenient to play a defensive counterattack.

...

In the 29th minute, Saint-Germain intercepted the ball in the backcourt. After two passes, the football came to Boskovic's feet. His passes were very beautiful in the first few times, but Tang Jue could not get rid of the opponent's midfielder and did not get the ball, forming a shot.

Boskovic was not discouraged. In his heart, Tang Jue is a very excellent young forward. He is fast and has good skills. As long as he is given a chance, he will definitely bring you surprises.

When Boskovic got the ball, Tang Jue quickly moved backwards. Costica judged that Tang Jue was going to catch the ball, so he quickly followed Tang Jue.

Looking at Tang Jue moving towards him, Boskovic felt puzzled: Why? Didn’t he agree to hit someone behind him? Could it be...

"Bang!" Boskovic kicked the ball behind Setaridis. Since the plan has been formulated, it must be implemented. He ignored Tang Jue's running route.

The moment he touched the football with his right foot, he smiled!

Because he guessed Tang Jue’s true intention just now.

After Tang Jue took a few steps forward, he suddenly turned around and ran towards Setaridis!

The moment he turned around, Costica instinctively stretched out his right hand to grab Tang Jue's jersey. How could Tang Jue, who had been planning for a long time, let him succeed?

Tang Jue walked on the grass, and the wind was coming from his feet, like a hurricane blowing by. Costica's right hand did not grab Tang Jue's clothes. A blue lightning flashed, and Tang Jue passed by Costica.

At this moment, the football had just flew up from Boskovic's feet.

Pepe turned around quickly, and he knew that Setaridis was too old. Taridis was not the opponent of the blue lightning in terms of speed.

From a distance, four figures ran quickly under the football, one blue and three white. Two white figures were closer to the goal, and they were seven or eight meters outside the penalty area. The blue figure was two meters behind them, and a white figure followed closely behind him.

Paris fans shouted louder: "Tang!Tang!"

The football got closer and closer to the turf, and Tang Jue was stuck in the middle of Pepe and Setaridis!

The football has fallen on the turf at this moment!

Tang Jue stretched out his right foot almost at the same time as Pepe!

However, Tang Jue's foot was faster. His right foot pressed on the football that was about to rebound, and the football rolled straight towards the Porto penalty area!

It is too late to close the door now, but Pepe and Setaridis still have to give it a try. The two leaned fiercely into the middle. A sharp flashed in Tang Jue's eyes. At this moment, the speed needed!

The high and bulging calf provided Tang Jue with a lot of energy. Tang Jue's strong and elastic right ankle joint quickly kicked on the turf!

The next moment, Tang Jue broke out from the two of them!

Single sword!

Paris fans shouted desperately: "Tang!Tang!"

They see hope for a goal!

A bright light flashed in Cantona's eyes, like the starlight in the darkness. Tang Jue won this single shot with absolute speed, and the combination of speed and technology was perfect.

Alice's little fist was tightly pinching, and she found that her breathing became rapid, as if affected by Tang Jue's footsteps.

Tang Yuantian's dining room was as quiet as the night, and countless shining eyes shot out from their eyes. The target - Tang Jue on TV!

...

Tang Jue took three steps and quickly drilled into Porto's penalty area with his football. Two thousand Porto fans who came from afar showed despair in their hearts. Why did this black-haired guy have such a fast speed?

It’s nothing to be fast, but his skills are so good. How can we live!

Baiya had already rushed out of the goal line, and his momentum rose to the top. He wanted to use his momentum to influence Tang Jue. His eyes widened and his eyes were full of evil light. Baiya rushed towards Tang Jue like a tiger pounced on food.

In an instant, the two were only three meters away!

Tang Jue's left leg swayed on the football, and his right foot touched the outside of his foot on the left side of the football, and the football rolled toward Baiya's left side. Baiya's body quickly moved to the left!

The tense atmosphere almost made people breathe!

Countless flashes on the sidelines are flashing!

(It turns out that there is a huge difference between recommendations and not recommendations! In one night, the number of collections increased by more than 100, which is so powerful! I promise that during the recommendation period, I will never go back on my word every day!)
Chapter completed!