This sentence was the message Mourinho received from Lampard and Makelele after Chelsea lost to Arsenal last season, and then he began to watch a lot of Chen Mo's game videos.

It's not a high shot, but a close-up where you can see the details of the head!

Frame by frame, we will break down the details of every time Chen Mo moved his head and observed, and Chen Mo's reaction every time his opponent made a subconscious move.

I spent two weeks watching all Chen Mo's games from the Copa del Rey to the second half of the first Premier League season, researching the data and writing several whiteboards.

In the end, Mourinho came to the conclusion - [Fuck you, I'll buy someone].

There is no way to make a defensive arrangement!

Chen Mo's observation ability is at the monster level. He is always looking for the opponent's loopholes. Even if his eyes are slightly diverted, he can seize the opportunity to escape.

There must be no defensive slot in the entire midfield, and the iron bars must be melted into an airtight iron block to lock him down!

The development of things is pretty much what Mourinho had in mind.

At the beginning of the game, facing Pauleta's assisting defense and Deco's aggressive attack, Chen Mo was still a little uncomfortable holding the ball, and the whole team was running a little uncomfortable.

But soon, when the game reached the 13th minute, Chen Mo, who had already observed enough "information" about Pauletta, began to chop up his own rhythm, jamming every move he made into Pauletta's distraction.

In fragments of time.

Under the watchful eyes of fans from all over the world, a strange scene happened.

It was like Su Mu was holding a husky. Every time Chen Mo ran away for a certain distance, the thread would be tightened and pulled, and then Pauletta would be pulled over after reacting.

At first, the feeling was not obvious, but as time went by, the line between the two became longer and longer!

"Damn it! I can't grab the ball! If this continues, my physical fitness may not be able to keep up. Wait! Where are the others?!"

"HOOOOO! Beautiful forward penetration! Chen Mo got rid of Pauletta!"

In the seventeenth minute of the game, Pauleta, who had not touched the ball once in the previous seventeen minutes, was a little anxious, but at this moment the passionate roar of the commentator resounded throughout the stadium, deafening!

What the hell?!

Am I getting rid of?!

Pauletta's pupils shrank and he immediately turned his head, but then he realized that Chen Mo had disappeared. Standing behind him now was Zanetti, the guest midfielder who had completed his replacement!

"Figo failed to intercept the ball! Aimar sent a diagonal pass, and Chen Mo was about to get the ball!"

"Messi and Di Maria hit each other at high speed on the right! As long as Chen Mo gets past Deco, the situation will be in full swing!"

The passionate commentary echoed in every corner of the world, and countless viewers in front of the TV stood up and looked at the screen with wide eyes!

"Don't even think about it!"

call--!

The off-field factors were unknown. Chen Mo, who was rushing forward, could only hear the strong wind whistling in his ears. He glanced at the through ball coming from the left rear, then turned to look at Deco and his right-hand man, who was wide-eyed and lowered his center of gravity.

Two vague yet familiar figures appeared in the peripheral vision.

"Can't stay!"

In the flash of lightning, Chen Mo's eyes narrowed, and he stretched out the instep of his left foot to face the ball rolling from behind, as if stopping but also pushing!

"He's a right-footer!"

"Messi and Di Maria are also on the right!"

Time seemed to be stretched out. After all, he was the core player of the two-time Champions League team. Staring at Chen Mo's left foot, Deco's eyes widened. His center of gravity did not move at all. The next second, Chen Mo's outstretched left foot indeed passed over the ball.

,At the same time, Chen Mo supported with his left foot, and circled the ball with his right foot again, with the instep facing the ball!

"It's now!"

Chen Mo rushed towards the ball and couldn't stop it with his own body. Deco decisively extended his left foot to intercept, but the moment he extended his foot, his eyes widened suddenly!

Chen Mo's right foot bypassed the ball again. At the same time, the frequency of his foot suddenly accelerated. He hooked the instep of his left foot to touch the ball, and then moved hard to the left!

"Cycling!!! HOOOOOOOOO! Riding a bicycle is so elegant!"

"Deco was passed!!! Chen Mo singled out midfielder Scottinha!!!"

Amazing skills!

When he passed someone on a bicycle in the midfield, the whole audience exclaimed, no! The whole world exclaimed!

This is the World Cup knockout match that attracts worldwide attention!

Under the watchful eyes of fans all over the world, Chen Mo rode a bicycle at high speed and passed Deco, dribbling the ball to the left side of the Portuguese penalty area. Portugal asked the right midfielder Scotinha to move laterally, and at the same time, the right back Miguel also turned inward.

Collect and block Chen Mo!

"Defense two and defend one! Chen Mo is in trouble! Where are the teammates who are supporting him from the wing?!"

"Where's D'Alessandro??? Oh my God! He penetrated me diagonally!!"

In the left half, Chen Mo passed Deco's pass and rushed forward to the left. Aimar and D'Alessandro made diagonal cuts towards the top of the right arc. In the right half, Di Maria pulled to the sideline to provide width, while Messi

He tightly held the Portuguese left midfielder Maniche and Ronaldo by his side!

One person moves, four people cut!

All the fans around the world stared wide-eyed, not daring to blink. The next second, Chen Mo ran to the left and completely pulled the right midfielder Scottinha to the wing. He directly kicked the ball with his left foot.

Go to the middle!

"Don't even think about it!"

The right midfielder was pulled to the left by Chen Mo, and the left midfielder was held down by Messi. Portugal was completely undefended at the top of the arc!

Looking at D'Alessandro who was about to take the ball, Portuguese central defender Carvalho didn't hesitate at all. He gave up Crespo directly and sprinted to tackle. At this moment, D'Alessandro suddenly stopped his feet and hit the ball high.

Leap high and let the ball slide backwards!

The next second, the ball rolled to Aimar's feet. Deco tried to put a shovel from the side to destroy it, but the moment before he put the shovel, Aimar, who had extremely delicate footwork, knocked the ball back directly!

Incline plug!

Find center Crespo one-on-one in the penalty area!

"Trouble!"

Mela, a high school guard who was 1.88 meters tall, had his eyes wide open and pressed Crespo's back with his chest. At the same time, he stretched out his feet to intercept the rolling ball, but because he was in the penalty area, he did not dare to use it.

Too much effort!

"There's not much pressure and I can turn around, but the goalkeeper's position is very good!"

Feeling the pressure on his back and looking at the ball rolling in front of him, Crespo's mind flashed with lightning. At this moment, the corner of his right eye suddenly caught sight of a black figure that suddenly accelerated and jumped out from among the other two black figures.

Li came out and cut into the penalty area!

"That is!"

Without any hesitation, he tightened his back to resist Mela. Facing the rolling ball, Crespo stretched out his left foot and pushed directly!

"Crespo scored the ball?!"

"Chen Mo starts up so fast! Scotinha can't keep up, and he's going to hit an empty goal!"

Overwhelming!

The moment he entered the penalty area, a huge sound wave instantly enveloped the whole person, but Chen Mo didn't pay attention to it. Looking at the goalkeeper Ricardo who lowered his center of gravity in front of the goal and completely blocked the blind spot, he just quickly adjusted his pace, and then, in front of everyone's attention,

Then he swung his right foot towards the ball!!!

Slash hard to the ground!

Crotchless!

"boom!"

It was like someone fired a shot in his ear. Before Ricardo could react to what was happening, the ball had already passed through his crotch at high speed! Behind the goal, the Argentine fans were holding on to the net as they celebrated wildly.

It was so big that it couldn't hit the ground for a while!

"The goal is in!!! Beautiful crotch ball!!! In the 17th minute of the game! Argentina opens the scoring!!! The goal is No. 24! Argentina captain Chen Mo!!! The road is as strong as iron, and now we are starting from the beginning.

Yue! Congratulations, this is Chen Mo's first goal on behalf of the national team in the World Cup knockout round, but we all know that this is just the beginning of a legend!"

"The level of unity of this Argentina team is unimaginable! Oh my god! Crespo can resist playing this kind of ball without himself?!"

"Yes! Sincerity is always the most touching thing! When you open your heart to others and treat them sincerely, others will spontaneously respond to you. This is what the ancients said, and this is what the ancients said."

Amidst the passionate roars of the commentary, all the Argentinian fans in the stadium were excited, and the entire Iduna Park stadium turned into a sea of ​​joy. And all over the world, those fans watching the game were even more excited. Under everyone's gaze

Chen Mo put his arms around Crespo's neck, and the two of them laughed and rushed to the corner!

"What a harmonious atmosphere, oh! The camera is on Chen Mo's family! Oh, look at the old man holding the golden boots, he should be Chen Mo's grandfather Lopez."

"That's right! The golden boot he is holding in his hand is the golden boot that Guillermo Stabile, the ancestor of the Stabile family, won in the first World Cup in 1930! That World Cup, this

The owner of the Golden Boot scored eight goals on the field! And now, the 19-year-old Chen Mo has completed two passes and two shots in this World Cup!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are really young and promising. Oh! It's interesting. In Chen Mo's family area there are not only his girlfriend and relatives, but also Mr. Wenger. It seems that he really has a very good relationship with Chen Mo. Look

Looking at the expression on his face, he is almost happy."

"Haha, of course, everyone knows about his admiration for Chen Mo. If nothing else, have you ever seen the head coach of a wealthy club bring a suitcase of research materials to invite a sixteen-year-old boy?
To be continued...