Starting from a Fake University
Chapter 1725 - 906: All-Out Attack

Chapter 1725: Chapter 906: All-Out Attack

"Damn!"

"What the hell!"

"What the hell is this? Is this defense made of paper?"

"Eight minutes into the game, and a goal already conceded, truly consistent, national team!"

"Holy crap!"

"What kind of crappy soccer is this?"

"I’m stunned!"

The Thai team’s attacking player dribbled the ball as if no one was there—no, to be precise, he really had no one stopping him. The national team’s defense barely had time to react, and then the ball was in.

This goal happened because Wang Dachao’s temporary shot didn’t go in before. At the same time, the Thai team seized the opportunity and made a long pass, leaving the national team’s players dumbfounded.

Despite Zhutan, as a midfielder, trying hard to intercept the ball, it was too far from him, leaving him hoping for the defenders.

However.

The defenders were just as clueless as Wang Dachao, as if realizing too late, their whole line was like paper, easily bypassed, and then just a shot at the goal. Even the goalkeeper couldn’t salvage it then.

The domestic audience watching live were dumbfounded.

Fans started cursing in all sorts of ways.

"What the hell is this they’re playing?"

"Oh dear, what a pity. The Thai team’s blitz counterattack left the national team unable to organize a good defense." As a commentator, the anger boiled inside, but he couldn’t show it directly.

"Damn!"

On the field, Li Shuangying was also dumbfounded.

What kind of teammates are these?

Li Shuangying, being a forward, naturally couldn’t defend against this long ball, but he never thought his opponents would be so "underwhelming."

This crap can be considered playing soccer? This is blatantly throwing the game.

If it were his teammates from the Feiyue Football Club, they could have easily neutralized such a ball; no way it would allow a long pass leading to a goal with a breach of defense.

"This..."

In the VIP stands, Ding Yue was also speechless seeing this goal.

Never thought that yet another World Cup Pre-Match, and the national team’s defense is still so weak, like it’s non-existent against others’ lightning counterattacks.

"The national team is still the national team, this goal cannot be saved even by our four players from Mist City Arts and Science University."

Huang Youjie sighed helplessly.

"What the heck!"

Even Xu Bin couldn’t bear watching any longer.

Just eight minutes into the game, and a goal already conceded. Is this going to repeat the past defeat against the Vietnamese team?

The key point is, this is the national team’s first World Cup Pre-Match and it’s at home, conceding a goal just eight minutes in is simply unacceptable.

"Whoa whoa."

Ding Yue took a deep breath and then comforted himself by saying, "One point, there’s still a chance to catch up, got to believe in Li Shuangying and the rest."

At this time, that’s all he could do to comfort himself.

After all, it’s not impossible to recover after conceding a first point. It’s way better compared to when Samba faced the German Panzer, now that was true despair.

Although Ding Yue managed to keep his calm, knowing that there’s a chance to recover a goal after conceding early, the fans and domestic netizens were far from composed like Ding Yue.

"Truly consistent, national team, you never fail to disappoint."

"Still the same formula!"

"I’m stupefied, guys."

"Just disband right here, what the heck is this playing?"

"Trash!"

"And they come to play soccer?"

"If I go up, I could do it too, since we’re conceding anyway!"

The netizens have started, all sorts of cursing at the national team. This conceded goal was indeed too unexpected, even head coach Liu Changjian was caught off guard.

Wang Dachao, Zhou Peng, and Ai Tianlun were equally frustrated.

Initially, as central defenders and a forward, missing the goal already felt bad, but what’s worse is the defense was that weak.

"Steady, steady!"

As Liu Zhan ran past Wang Dachao, he comforted his teammate.

Wang Dachao just nodded in agreement.

A goal has been conceded, but they can’t get demoralized, right?

There are still over eighty minutes of play left, so now they must guard the defense well and launch a strong offense to equalize and even surpass the score. On this point, Liu Zhan and Li Shuangying are quite confident.

But Wang Dachao’s confidence wasn’t as strong.

In his view, with a first point conceded, the game seems challenging, but his mindset hasn’t broken yet, after all, it’s just eight minutes into the game; there’s still plenty of time, and surely there’s a chance, at least to tie, right?

After momentarily leading one to zero, the Thai team instantly gained high spirits, as if everyone was pumped up, their defense and offense became more coordinated.

Meanwhile, after a brief dip in morale, Li Shuangying, Liu Zhan, Zhu Tan, and Zhao Xuanming adjusted their mindset on the national team’s side.

Even though while playing for Feiyue Football Club, they rarely encountered such a disadvantage of conceding a goal within eight minutes; usually, they would score within ten or twenty minutes, leading themselves, they were mentally prepared for today’s situation, which is more than Wang Dachao, Zhou Peng, and Ai Tianlun could say about their mindset.