CHAPTER 1051: 0340 THE DIVINATION RESULT IS VERY EFFECTIVE (SEEKING SUBSCRIPTION)_4

Ferguson supported Fletcher’s arm, pointing to Huang Kaiwen on the field and said, "Park can’t keep up with Kevin, so I need you to use your brain more to defend him. Sometimes you need a little reverse thinking, like just now when Kevin ran in reverse and left Park behind."

"You mean..."

Fletcher asked uncertainly.

"I mean that when you’re defending Kevin with Park, you need to make decisions opposite to Park," Ferguson said.

"I’ll give it a try."

Fletcher said, turning his head to walk onto the field.

He understood what Sir Ferguson meant.

It wasn’t to watch Park Ji-sung and make the opposite decisions to him; if that were the case, you’d be too late for even eating shit.

What he meant was to guess Huang Kaiwen’s thoughts and not be confused by his surface actions.

It was simple to say.

But very difficult to do.

Fletcher slightly shook his head.

He really wanted to perform well to repay Sir Ferguson, but it seems this requirement is a bit out of reach for him.

After continuous attacks, both sides began to calm down.

"Both teams’ players seem a bit out of energy; I estimate there will be some intense scenes before the first half ends."

"Yes, hehe. There are many sprints on the soccer field, so after a few continuous attacks or counter-attacks, players need to rest for a bit to temporarily recover their stamina and adjust their physical state. Today, the speed of attack and defense from both sides is too fast, and it’s normal for their stamina not to keep up."

"Ramos sends another long pass, Van der Sar chooses to engage, and once he leaves the penalty area, he can only use his head... Huang Kaiwen!!! It’s in!!!"

"Huang Kaiwen appears outside the right side of the big penalty area, a bicycle kick from 30 meters away. Wow, this shot is truly breathtaking; just as the match was about to enter injury time, Huang Kaiwen performed a hat-trick. Ah, although I’ve said it many times, I still have to say that Huang Kaiwen’s positioning is too flexible. To this day, I haven’t seen any player who can completely keep up with Huang Kaiwen. Intercepting or not is another story; just keeping up with Huang Kaiwen itself is very difficult."

"Yes, Coach Zhang is right. Huang Kaiwen’s high degree of freedom on the field is one thing, as coaches are willing to give star players high freedom. Another aspect is Huang Kaiwen’s game reading ability; he always appears in the weakest point of the opponent’s defense suddenly. When we look at the replay, he always gets away from the defenders through his positioning, and this time he again suddenly took off and left Fletcher and Park Ji-sung behind, neither of them could keep an eye on him!"

"Applause, applause from the whole stadium!"

Zhang, somewhat excited, shouted, "The Manchester United fans gave applause for Huang Kaiwen’s brilliant performance. Previously in the UEFA Champions League final in Athens, they applauded when Huang Kaiwen deliberately missed a penalty. Today, they’re even more conquered by Huang Kaiwen’s performance."

"Yes, the last person to receive such treatment at the Theatre of Dreams was the alien Ronaldo; it’s not easy to be recognized by proud Manchester United fans."

Initially, Huang Kaiwen was ready to celebrate.

Seeing the Manchester United fans being so gracious, he couldn’t be stingy either.

He simply kept turning around, clapping towards all four stands to thank the fans.

Boas kept rubbing the ring on his hand, watching everything happening on the field.

Having received a noble education, he particularly enjoyed such scenes.

Although he couldn’t be a hero, being a coach of heroes wasn’t bad either.

Suddenly.

Boas broke out in a cold sweat, lowering his head to stare at the ring on his finger, dazed.

Although he hadn’t found records about magic rings, he had read Tolkien’s work "The Lord of the Rings."

In it, everyone who acquires the magic ring is unconsciously attracted and controlled by the ring.

Was his situation not similar?

Thinking of removing the ring from his finger, he hesitated, reluctant.

Boas sighed deeply; it seemed he couldn’t resist the temptation either.

However, he, Luís André Villas-Boas, as a person of firm conviction, would never become a slave to the magic ring.

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Ferdinand in the stands couldn’t help but shake his head.

Every time he watched Huang Kaiwen play, he felt that the opponent was unstoppable.

Although saying this might sound weak, the fact was just as such.

Truth be told, his teammates hadn’t made any mistakes today, but Huang Kaiwen always found opportunities.

Such a strong ability to seize opportunities, coupled with having the highest shooting conversion rate in European football, makes it very difficult for any team to completely shut him down.

He was almost thankful for being injured during this time.

In the past four times facing Huang Kaiwen, he was made to look like a sieve, which became a basis for Liverpool fans to mock him.

Luckily, that guy Carragher was strong enough.

The next time those Liverpool fans mock him, he plans to use Carragher’s own goal as a comeback.

The fourth official had already raised the extra-time board, with 4 minutes added to the first half.

Trailing at home, Manchester United launched another attack on Chelsea’s half.

Giggs made a long pass to find Berbatov, who elegantly stopped the ball with a raised foot, then pushed the ball forward with his right foot behind Ashley Cole.

Ashley Cole turned immediately, using his hands to prevent the opponent from passing.

The ball rolled all the way out across the goal line.

Howard Webb blew the whistle for halftime.

"I’ll score in the second half."

Cassano jogged over to Huang Kaiwen and said.

"Go for it."

Huang Kaiwen gave a thumbs up and said.

Cassano felt like he had punched a pillow, a bit frustrated, and quickly walked towards the sidelines.

Boas, carrying a water bottle and towel, met up with Huang Kaiwen.