Copenhagen coach Solbaken saw the team score again, excitedly raised his arms high and muttered something in his mouth. If the first goal is not something to celebrate, then the goal is indisputable.

Two goals behind, Qin Tian was not as frustrated as he imagined. Instead, he burst into his eyes with a stronger fighting spirit and touched the captain's armband on his arm, "Pay attention to defense, Rantli, protect the defense, and don't let the opponent penetrate easily. Voss, Jaro, run after the kickoff later, strengthen the interweaving, and maintain the pressure on the opponent's backcourt. We will return one as soon as possible."

The Copenhagen team, immersed in the joy of scoring the goal, did not realize that his goal again did not bypass the opponent's blow, but instead stimulated the opponent's competitive spirit.

Qin Tian received the striker's return ball. Before Tobias grabbed it, he cooperated with his teammate Martin Retov. Retov, who received the ball, cleverly knocked back his heel, and his body naturally blocked Tobias' route to chase Qin Tian, ​​temporarily suspending the opponent's entanglement with Qin Tian.

Qin Tian, ​​who was released, fully demonstrated his speed and easily advanced straight along the side road.

Copenhagen defender Jacob appeared in front of Qin Tian again. He kept harassing him with hidden small movements, hoping to delay Qin Tian's progress so that his teammates in the rear could arrange it calmly.

Qin Tian skillfully controlled the ball under his feet, ignoring Jacob's harassment. His speed had no intention of slowing down because of this, and he flexibly carried the ball with his left and right feet.

Seeing that his harassment did not affect Qin Tian at all, Jacob was not anxious. He slightly distanced himself from Qin Tian and was careful not to speed up again. Just as the two were entangled, Qin Tian suddenly dribbled the ball with his left foot, and the ball seemed a little out of control.

Good opportunity! Jacob reacted quickly and tried to steal the ball and wanted to kick the ball out of the sideline. Qin Tian showed a strange smile on the corner of his mouth. He just now showed a flaw. Seeing Jacob being fooled, Qin Tian kicked his left foot and pulled it back on the ball with his right foot. He picked it forward and the ball flew over Jacob's head. Qin Tian himself accelerated from the other side over Jacob.

After swaying past Jacob, Qin Tian caught the ball first, blocked the ball with his calf, and continued to run along the sideline.

In the end, Jacob quickly got up and struggled to catch up. Other defensive players in Copenhagen's penalty area had firmly held the position, and seemed to be ready to defend Qin Tian's cross.

"Oh, Qin Tian continued to dribble along the sideline, his speed did not decrease, and he was only a few meters away from the bottom line. What did he want to do? "Old George's question was also the question of the whole audience. Solbaken seemed to feel some danger and shouted loudly at his players, "Get out of the position, look at his people, run, run."

Just when he was about 5 meters away from the bottom line, Qin Tian suddenly stopped and turned. Jacob, who had been chasing behind him, couldn't defend himself. He rushed straight past Qin Tian and slipped near the bottom line.

On Qin Tian's right hand, a black shadow was running over at high speed, with awesome momentum. It turned out that Tobias, who had just been freed from Qin Tian in the midfield, had already caught up with him.

Qin Tian changed direction and took only one or two steps. He suddenly stepped on the ball with his right foot. He took a small step behind him, and suddenly exerted force on his left foot, and sucked hard into the lower half of the ball. "Tornado".

Qin Tian, ​​who was too hard, had an unstable center of gravity and fell behind him. The ball "screamed" and quickly rotated from the ground to the sky, flying towards the goal.

"Shot?" Goalkeeper John was shocked, his body moved quickly, and his eyes were staring at the direction of the ball flying. "It's not a shot, it's a little higher." After carefully seeing the high speed of the ball, John breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the ball flying. If nothing unexpected happened, the ball would have crossed the bottom line and out of bounds. It seemed that the opponent made a mistake.

If you fly according to this line, according to the rules of the football match, if the ball crosses the sideline, it will be decided to be out of bounds. Qin Tian's ball is so fast that a small part is out of bounds.

Just as the Copenhagens breathed a sigh of relief, an incident happened. The ball suddenly turned into the field, flew through the center of the penalty area and flew to the other side.

A figure rushed forward at the place where the ball was landing, facing the empty defense, pulled his feet and shot angrily! The ball rolled up the grass clippings on the ground and rushed straight to the net, instantly causing a big wave. Marcus Lanz, who replaced Jensen, scored a key goal.

2:1, Brondby recovered one goal.

A small group of fans on the south side of the stands shouted wildly. On the bench at Brondby, all the players rushed to the sidelines to cheer.

In a corner of the court, a fashionable old man wearing sunglasses dressed in black casual clothes. After seeing the goal, he stared at Qin Tian who passed the ball, muttering the words, "Incredible, incredible."

Old George also reflected on it. His good professional qualities and love for Qin Tian made him shout, "gooooooooooooooooooooo, Brondderbucks one goal, the game will be better."

The Copenhagen player who was scored a goal was a little confused and looked very dazed. There was nothing tolerant of you on the football field. Midfielder Lindrot passed the ball at will, soft and powerless.

Qin Tian cut the ball off and moved his big foot to the other side of the court to look for Martin Retov. Retov controlled the ball and started to lead forward. Endoye intercepted and snatched it hastily. Retov easily pulled the side and speeded up, leaving Endoye in place.

Faced with the situation where no one was defending in front, Letov began to cut in slowly on the side of the penalty area. Copenhagen's penalty area was in chaos, and everyone thought the opponent would come forward to defend, so that no one could intercept it for a while.

"Who are you waiting for when you go up?" Goalkeeper John was so angry that he had just saved Qin Tian's ball. Seeing that the opponent was easily heading straight to the base camp this time, he couldn't help but swear.

Only then did two defensive players come forward in panic and want to intercept. Letov makes a foot forward in advance and cross. Vos and Jallo, who are in the penalty area of ​​Copenhagen, both jumped up. The ball was high and no one hit it. The ball flew out of the penalty area. It was Marcus Lanz again and volleyed, and he performed very active today.

"Bang", the ball hit the crossbar. Solbaken off the field felt that his mood was like a roller coaster, one after another, and he couldn't stand it anymore. There was still a chance that the ball would bounce into the penalty area, causing chaos.

In a panic, Oscarvent stabbed the ball to Voss. Voss suddenly couldn't keep up with the reaction. In desperation, he fell directly to the ground and poked the ball hard with his toes. The ball went directly between John's legs and rolled into the goal.

2:2, both sides tied.

Oscarvent was stunned.

John was stunned.

Solbaken on the sidelines was stunned.

The fans in the stands were stunned.

Why did the good situation disappear in the blink of an eye? Voss, who scored the goal, was ecstatic. Regardless of who passed the ball just now, jumped directly to Oscarvent and kissed his big bald head heavily.

"Puchi", Old George, who was in a daze, saw a scene and didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Hmm? Vos was very excited when he scored the goal. Well, it seemed like he had kissed the wrong partner. Well, actually... he was just kissed the wrong one. Thank you for Vant. Oh my God, I don't know what to say." The court, which was originally a bit depressed, suddenly burst into laughter.

The Brondby team was really defeated by Voss. Voss, who came back to his senses, did not dare to look at Oscarvent's resentful eyes anymore and ran away quickly. The last few minutes of the first half ended in such a strange, embarrassing and weird atmosphere.

Back in the locker room, the Brondby player swept away the haze of the captain's accidental injury and happily discussed Qin Tian's pass. Everyone's focus was on Marcus Lanz and Voss for a moment.

No one noticed that Qin Tian was sweating all over and kept rubbing his ankles with his right hand.

Michelle, who pushed open the door and walked in, smiled and clapped her face, signaling the team members to concentrate.

"The game at the last moment of the first half was very exciting, and everyone played very hard. Especially the first goal Marcus scored, which was very morale."

Marcus was embarrassed to touch his head, "Thank you for your praise, thank you for Xiaotian's passing. Of course, it's the most important thing to thank Jensen. He originally entered the ball, hehe." Marcus, who was still good at getting a cheaper and acting like a good person, is not a good bird.

Jensen was speechless, Birdman, I remember you, everyone looked at Jensen and laughed.

"Also Voss performed well, and he had a good sense of grabbing points. Well, except for the final celebration move. Of course, I don't discriminate against your sexual orientation."

Haha, Qin Tian couldn't hold it in anymore, Michelle was too hurt.

"Okay, I've had enough fun, come back to the topic." Ignoring Voss' dissatisfaction, Michelle clapped her hands, "The opponent will definitely step up the counterattack in the second half, and we must give up the offense for the time being, shrink and fight the defensive counterattack."

"Ah, why? Boss, we are not afraid of them."

"Yes, it's a good time to continue the attack," the players expressed their discomfort.

Michelle sighed softly, "Qin Tian, ​​come and explain."

Everyone looked at Qin Tian, ​​and only then did everyone find that Qin Tian was massaging his ankles and his forehead was covered in sweat.

Qin Tian looked at Michelle and knew that he could not hide it from the coach. "Sorry everyone, the pass just now had a lot of burden on my feet. I don't think I can fully recover my feet in the short 15 minutes. It will take some time, so during the start of the second half, I think I can't provide any help to everyone. I'm really sorry."

There was a little silence in the locker room.

"Qin Tian, ​​don't worry. With us in the defense, we will definitely persevere until your feet recover." Rantli pulled off the towel around his neck.

"Yes, rest with confidence, we are not vegetarians either." "Yes, it's Copenhagen, it's not that I haven't played before, it's a piece of cake."

"I have a way." At the critical moment, goalkeeper Anderson made a big splash and stood up. Seeing everyone looking at him, Kermey looked proud, "Qin Tian, ​​come and help me guard the goal first, rest, I'll go to the midfield to play for you for a while."

The locker room was quiet. After a long time, countless middle fingers were stretched out, and even the team doctors who gave relaxing massages to the players were no exception. "I'll give you a look."
Chapter completed!