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Chapter 221 Across the sea, Fang shows the true character of a hero
Chapter 221 Across the sea, Fang shows the true character of a hero
"This...goed in?" He Shi was taken aback for a moment, "Yang Feng hit the goal suddenly, and the ball went in!!!"
"This ball is very similar to the one Ronaldinho played against Chelsea," Zhang Lu said. "They were all near the penalty area, so people didn't know what he was going to do, and then he kicked suddenly, hey, he scored. Do you think it's amazing?"
"0-2, the total score is 2-3! Even if Barcelona can recover one, it will only drag the game into overtime. According to the state of the game between the two sides, going into overtime is only a drop for Barcelona... "He Shi suddenly woke up when he said this. His position was too obvious and did not conform to industry norms, so he quickly changed his words, "Of course, football is round, and no one dares to judge lightly before the final result. Player status, tactical execution, team morale, star personal performance and luck, etc. may all become the key factors that determine the game..."
"GOAL!!! Playing with Alves with the ball in a row, the bull tail threw Busquets away, and then faced Mascherano and Alba suddenly made a strange lob shot. When the audience didn't react, the ball had already scored. I can already imagine that next year's Puskas Award will definitely be Yang competing with himself."
Yang Feng ran to the sidelines, turned around on the boundary, turned his back to the audience, passed his thumbs over his shoulders, and pointed down to the back of the jersey.
YF, 9.
A famous label that is catching up to the M10 and CR7.
After Yang Feng won the Golden Globe, his influence has spread all over the world, but he is still short of a big ear cup if he wants to reach the level of double pride.
There are dozens of Mr. Golden Globes, and the number of Champions League champions is too many to count, but only a few can really achieve both in the field of competition and business. Yang Feng undoubtedly has this potential.
The style of play is highly ornamental, the image is healthy, and the fan base is solid. It can be said that it has almost everything that should be there, except for a heavyweight champion.
The teammates ran over to celebrate, but Yang Feng stopped instead, took the opportunity to gather people together, and said: "Guys, we did it, but it's not enough! We have to keep attacking! Keep scoring goals! Even the chance of overtime Don't give it to them! Leave here proudly with victory!"
"victory!"
"Goal!"
"We're going to the semifinals!"
Although it was a mess and there were all kinds of slogans, at least the momentum came out.
But as soon as Dzeko shouted "goal" and "attack", he was replaced...
Pellegrini is looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally looking forward to overtaking. He can't wait to put ten defenders on the field. Of course, it is impossible to "continue to attack" and "continue to score" at the Nou Camp.
"Yaya Toure goes into battle, Manchester City will start to strengthen their defense! Barcelona will face a huge test!"
In common sense, Kanter's defense alone has caused Barcelona to complain, and with Yaya Toure, Manchester City's midfield should have become a steel castle, but this is not the case.
Yaya Toure has a strong desire to perform, and frequently put in assists after playing.
He and Kanter are both players with the ability to move forward, but compared to Kanter, he is strong offensively and weak defensively. Now that Kanter is escorting him, he should step forward more, but the problem is that the current coach's intention is to strengthen For defense, he also promised well when assigning tasks before going on the court, and he would never cross the midfield line easily. Now this approach is somewhat ambiguous.
Pellegrini's brow on the sidelines immediately frowned, so deep that it could kill a fly.
On the other hand, the players, when they saw the coach changing the midfielder for the forward, thought it was a signal to shrink the defense at first, but they didn't expect YY Toure to charge so hard after playing, and immediately thought the coach meant the same thing as Yang Feng, so keep going!
So the scene that made Barcelona fans hate it happened.
"Manchester City did not restrain themselves after taking the lead, but became stronger! This is a bad thing and a good thing for Barcelona. I believe they are more afraid of Manchester City retreating across the board. Now that Manchester City has attacked, it will be easy to handle..."
In the 64th minute of the game, Yang Feng and Kroos passed the ball quickly while running, pushed the ball into the frontcourt, and then suddenly hit it horizontally.
Kroos took a corner kick and Yang Feng overwhelmed Bartra with a header.
Pinto was beyond his reach and had already raised his hands in surrender. Unexpectedly, Mascherano made a rescue at the goal line and blocked the ball with his chest.
Barcelona took the opportunity to counterattack, Neymar cleverly broke through Kanter and passed Messi directly.
Messi dribbled the ball in the middle, but was brought down by Lescott as soon as he started.
"Beep!"
"Lescott fouled Messi and received a yellow card. Barcelona got a free kick in the frontcourt!"
Pellegrini immediately waved to the bench for Demichelis to warm up.
Martino on the other side also called Pedro up and pulled him to his side to give him instructions.
The place of the foul was not within Messi's range, but Messi, who took the free kick, chose to hit the goal directly.
The football successfully crossed the wall, but failed to pose a threat to Oblak, and the football was confiscated.
Oblak drove the ball to the frontcourt, and as soon as Busquets stopped the ball, Yang Feng succeeded in a sneak attack from behind.
From the stands to the coach's bench, all Barcelona people took a breath of Lafite in 82.
Busquets counterattacked on the spot, Mascherano also quickly attacked, Yang Feng did not fight with them, but passed the ball to the left side of the goal with an outside kick.
"Yang Feng passed the ball with the instep! Oops, it's a bit too big. Aguero has already succeeded in the counter-offside. It would be better if the ball was slower..."
Yang Feng and A Kun raised their hands to each other at the same time, expressing that it was their own fault.
Martino finally gave up, replaced Cesc Fabregas, who was almost invisible all the way, and pushed Pedro up the front line.
"Barcelona has resumed the trident style of play. Messi is really not suitable for playing as a center forward. It should be better for him to play with Pedro at the front."
Without Cesc Fabregas, the Barcelona midfield supported by Habbai became smoother...
In the 76th minute, Harvey turned around 360 degrees to get rid of Yaya Toure and passed Iniesta diagonally.
Iniesta dribbled the ball from the side, facing the double-teaming of Clichy and Kanter, he used the keeper's stunt fried balls, broke through and then slammed through to find Neymar in front of him.
Neymar turned without receiving the ball, passed Clichy easily, and then quickly knocked across.
Messi kept up in the middle, stopped and passed, and left Lescott behind.
Just as Lescott was about to pull someone from behind, a figure came later, and a figure shoveled forward and knocked Messi to the ground.
"Shh!"
"Red card!"
"Punish it! Executioner!"
"Messi broke through Lesco...Yang Feng! Beautiful tackle! The whistle blew, but the referee didn't intend to play a card..."
Yang Feng stretched out his hand to pull Messi up, patted the opponent's shoulder, and before he had time to say anything, Messi picked up the ball suddenly, pressed it under his feet, and then kicked the ball to the left.
"Fuck!"
"Quick free kick!"
Neymar dribbled the ball from the left, easily past Clichy again, and then immediately crossed the center.
Messi went straight up and was just about to catch the ball. Unexpectedly, Yang Feng suddenly accelerated, appearing on the forward path of the football like a teleportation, and gently pushed the ball inside his right foot.
The football rolled towards the goal, Oblak made an emergency attack and made a big foot clearance.
The football was scrambled in midfield before being broken out of the baseline.
Pellegrini hurriedly replaced Lescott with Demichelis who had a yellow card.
If there was no Yang Feng to make up for the leak just now, Lescott could only foul Messi behind the back. Maybe now that two yellows have turned one red and rolled down, he can only let the already old Demichelis Go up.
Demichelis brought the latest instructions from the head coach.
Compress back and strengthen the defense!
Yaya Toure retreated unwillingly, Kroos also retreated, and Manchester City formed a frenzied three midfielders.
Silva was left in the midfield, Aguero was at the top, and Yang Feng played freely.
He quickly took a chance with his coquettish running position and shot a cloud-piercing arrow on the left side of the familiar arc top of the penalty area. Unfortunately, the football bounced off the goalpost and Aguero missed a follow-up shot. Fortunately, the football was cleared out of the penalty area by Pinto.
Busquets heads the ball over to Xavi.
Harvey and Xiaobai crossed one, and then directly penetrated Manchester City's defense with a straight kick.
Pedro was in an offside position and quickly turned around to pass the ball.
But on the other side, Messi succeeded in anti-offside and was ready to receive the ball in the penalty area.
"Xavi penetrated the entire two layers of Manchester City's defense with a straight kick?! Messi, single-handedly... Huh?"
Before Messi touched the football, a huge force came from behind and pushed him to the ground.
Demichelis slammed forward, then immediately threw up his hands in an air of innocence.
Messi also turned over and sat on the ground, raising his hands, with displeasure written all over his face.
"Beep!"
The referee arrived and pointed to the penalty spot.
Demichelis immediately put his head in his hands and rushed towards the referee with Kompany.
"...Red card and penalty kick?" He Shi shook his head and said, "How long has Demichelis been sent off since he played?"
"There's nothing we can do about this goal. Letting Messi single-handedly is almost like a death sentence," Zhang Lu said, "Oh! This game is really, how could it be played like this? Can't it be won cleanly? My old man can't bear it. This kind of excitement, hehe."
He Shi said helplessly: "No way, it's Barcelona after all..."
Many Manchester City players surrounded the referee and kept explaining to intercede, but Yang Feng walked towards Oblak, bumped fists with him, and said, "Come on! It's up to you!"
Oblak didn't speak, just nodded heavily.
Yang Feng got closer and said: "If you catch it, throw the ball forward immediately, don't hesitate!"
Oblak nodded again, "Good!"
Demichelis had no choice but to leave the field under the referee's urging, and there were sparse applause from the visiting stands, but there were also some ugly boos.
Demichelis bit his lips tightly, wiped the corners of his eyes, and sadly walked into the player tunnel, but did not enter the locker room, but stood at the entrance of the tunnel, looking nervously at the direction of the court.
Messi set the ball up, then took a few steps back, put his hands on his hips, looked at the goal, and took a deep breath.
Oblak tidied up his gloves again worryingly, then bent down and signaled to the referee that he was ready.
"Beep!"
The whistle sounded, Messi ran up, looked at the right side of the goal, but kicked the ball to the left with his left foot.
Oblak judged correctly, but the football still flew past his fingertips...
"Oh!"
The heart is like dead ashes, like hearing the sounds of nature.
"Messi! Left! Post!"
"Messi missed the penalty?!"
Yang Feng couldn't help but let out a "fuck".
As expected of you...
Messi's lips moved, but no sound came out.
Players from both sides rushed into the penalty area immediately, but Yang Feng did the opposite. Although he was still facing his own goal, his feet were retreating.
Mascherano, who was about to rush in, noticed this scene out of the corner of his eye. He braked quickly and rushed to his side, not forgetting to call for help. Unfortunately, his teammates were only focused on making up shots, and no one heard his reminder at all. .
Neymar was the first to kill and poke at the football.
Oblak threw the ball straight with a vicious dog.
Yang Feng turned around and charged, and Mascherano stretched out his hand to pull.
Yang Feng's right shoulder was pulled, and he staggered directly, but he yanked his right hand, and immediately broke free from Mascherano's pull.
Kompany and Zabaleta cheered and wanted to run over to celebrate with Oblak, but Oblak immediately bounced up and rushed out holding the football.
"Neymar made a follow-up shot! Oh, I can't hit the power, Oblak has made a contribution! Messi, alas, it's really... um? Oblak threw the ball vigorously! Yang Feng! Single-handed! There is no one around! He is on his side Half-court catch, the ball is not offside!"
The football fell to the front and bounced up again. Yang Feng kicked the ball forward hard after the second time the football fell, and then sprinted with all his strength.
Mascherano was still chasing after him at first, but the distance between the two sides was getting farther and farther, and he soon stopped cursing.
"Yang Feng went to the meeting alone! Now there is only the goalkeeper left in front of him! Can this goal be scored?"
"Pinto attacked! Yang Feng scored the ball! Pinto rushed to Yang Feng! Dodged!"
Pinto ignored the football and wanted to deal with Yang Feng, but Yang Feng was very slippery. He dodged with a serpentine move, then caught up with the football and shot the empty goal.
Hat trick, 0-3.
"Going in, no accidents! The total score is 2-4, the game is not over yet, but I think we can announce the result."
"Barcelona was reversed at home with a one-goal lead and two away goals in hand. Messi had a chance to be a hero, but unfortunately he couldn't withstand the pressure and lost himself and Barcelona. The most important thing of the season A penalty! The opposite is Yang Feng! When he appeared in the Nou Camp, he faced the away game and the score behind. I believe that not many people would be optimistic about their comeback here, but he still did it. Almost led the team to complete the Jedi counterattack with his own strength."
"When the sea is flowing, the true qualities of a hero will be revealed; when the wind is high and the waves are rushing, the mainstay will be seen!"
"You broke the record for the farthest goal in the Champions League and scored 5 points. Current points: 9"
"You opened the scoring for the team in a key game and scored 2 points. Current points: 11"
"You scored twice in a key game and got 2 points. Current points: 13"
"You performed a hat-trick in a key game and scored 2 points. Current points: 15"
"Ness!"
Friendship push book, "I raise racehorses in Tokyo"
Reborn Hokkaido became a rancher.
But Haoyi never thought that he would be in debt because of a horse race just after graduation.
Fortunately, this horse is called the Golden Ship.
And his debut racehorse is the future hall-level racehorse, the golden master.
Since then, Haoyi has become a dedicated jockey for various problem horses.
Raise a gust of wind in this utterly boring world.
(End of this chapter)
"This...goed in?" He Shi was taken aback for a moment, "Yang Feng hit the goal suddenly, and the ball went in!!!"
"This ball is very similar to the one Ronaldinho played against Chelsea," Zhang Lu said. "They were all near the penalty area, so people didn't know what he was going to do, and then he kicked suddenly, hey, he scored. Do you think it's amazing?"
"0-2, the total score is 2-3! Even if Barcelona can recover one, it will only drag the game into overtime. According to the state of the game between the two sides, going into overtime is only a drop for Barcelona... "He Shi suddenly woke up when he said this. His position was too obvious and did not conform to industry norms, so he quickly changed his words, "Of course, football is round, and no one dares to judge lightly before the final result. Player status, tactical execution, team morale, star personal performance and luck, etc. may all become the key factors that determine the game..."
"GOAL!!! Playing with Alves with the ball in a row, the bull tail threw Busquets away, and then faced Mascherano and Alba suddenly made a strange lob shot. When the audience didn't react, the ball had already scored. I can already imagine that next year's Puskas Award will definitely be Yang competing with himself."
Yang Feng ran to the sidelines, turned around on the boundary, turned his back to the audience, passed his thumbs over his shoulders, and pointed down to the back of the jersey.
YF, 9.
A famous label that is catching up to the M10 and CR7.
After Yang Feng won the Golden Globe, his influence has spread all over the world, but he is still short of a big ear cup if he wants to reach the level of double pride.
There are dozens of Mr. Golden Globes, and the number of Champions League champions is too many to count, but only a few can really achieve both in the field of competition and business. Yang Feng undoubtedly has this potential.
The style of play is highly ornamental, the image is healthy, and the fan base is solid. It can be said that it has almost everything that should be there, except for a heavyweight champion.
The teammates ran over to celebrate, but Yang Feng stopped instead, took the opportunity to gather people together, and said: "Guys, we did it, but it's not enough! We have to keep attacking! Keep scoring goals! Even the chance of overtime Don't give it to them! Leave here proudly with victory!"
"victory!"
"Goal!"
"We're going to the semifinals!"
Although it was a mess and there were all kinds of slogans, at least the momentum came out.
But as soon as Dzeko shouted "goal" and "attack", he was replaced...
Pellegrini is looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally looking forward to overtaking. He can't wait to put ten defenders on the field. Of course, it is impossible to "continue to attack" and "continue to score" at the Nou Camp.
"Yaya Toure goes into battle, Manchester City will start to strengthen their defense! Barcelona will face a huge test!"
In common sense, Kanter's defense alone has caused Barcelona to complain, and with Yaya Toure, Manchester City's midfield should have become a steel castle, but this is not the case.
Yaya Toure has a strong desire to perform, and frequently put in assists after playing.
He and Kanter are both players with the ability to move forward, but compared to Kanter, he is strong offensively and weak defensively. Now that Kanter is escorting him, he should step forward more, but the problem is that the current coach's intention is to strengthen For defense, he also promised well when assigning tasks before going on the court, and he would never cross the midfield line easily. Now this approach is somewhat ambiguous.
Pellegrini's brow on the sidelines immediately frowned, so deep that it could kill a fly.
On the other hand, the players, when they saw the coach changing the midfielder for the forward, thought it was a signal to shrink the defense at first, but they didn't expect YY Toure to charge so hard after playing, and immediately thought the coach meant the same thing as Yang Feng, so keep going!
So the scene that made Barcelona fans hate it happened.
"Manchester City did not restrain themselves after taking the lead, but became stronger! This is a bad thing and a good thing for Barcelona. I believe they are more afraid of Manchester City retreating across the board. Now that Manchester City has attacked, it will be easy to handle..."
In the 64th minute of the game, Yang Feng and Kroos passed the ball quickly while running, pushed the ball into the frontcourt, and then suddenly hit it horizontally.
Kroos took a corner kick and Yang Feng overwhelmed Bartra with a header.
Pinto was beyond his reach and had already raised his hands in surrender. Unexpectedly, Mascherano made a rescue at the goal line and blocked the ball with his chest.
Barcelona took the opportunity to counterattack, Neymar cleverly broke through Kanter and passed Messi directly.
Messi dribbled the ball in the middle, but was brought down by Lescott as soon as he started.
"Beep!"
"Lescott fouled Messi and received a yellow card. Barcelona got a free kick in the frontcourt!"
Pellegrini immediately waved to the bench for Demichelis to warm up.
Martino on the other side also called Pedro up and pulled him to his side to give him instructions.
The place of the foul was not within Messi's range, but Messi, who took the free kick, chose to hit the goal directly.
The football successfully crossed the wall, but failed to pose a threat to Oblak, and the football was confiscated.
Oblak drove the ball to the frontcourt, and as soon as Busquets stopped the ball, Yang Feng succeeded in a sneak attack from behind.
From the stands to the coach's bench, all Barcelona people took a breath of Lafite in 82.
Busquets counterattacked on the spot, Mascherano also quickly attacked, Yang Feng did not fight with them, but passed the ball to the left side of the goal with an outside kick.
"Yang Feng passed the ball with the instep! Oops, it's a bit too big. Aguero has already succeeded in the counter-offside. It would be better if the ball was slower..."
Yang Feng and A Kun raised their hands to each other at the same time, expressing that it was their own fault.
Martino finally gave up, replaced Cesc Fabregas, who was almost invisible all the way, and pushed Pedro up the front line.
"Barcelona has resumed the trident style of play. Messi is really not suitable for playing as a center forward. It should be better for him to play with Pedro at the front."
Without Cesc Fabregas, the Barcelona midfield supported by Habbai became smoother...
In the 76th minute, Harvey turned around 360 degrees to get rid of Yaya Toure and passed Iniesta diagonally.
Iniesta dribbled the ball from the side, facing the double-teaming of Clichy and Kanter, he used the keeper's stunt fried balls, broke through and then slammed through to find Neymar in front of him.
Neymar turned without receiving the ball, passed Clichy easily, and then quickly knocked across.
Messi kept up in the middle, stopped and passed, and left Lescott behind.
Just as Lescott was about to pull someone from behind, a figure came later, and a figure shoveled forward and knocked Messi to the ground.
"Shh!"
"Red card!"
"Punish it! Executioner!"
"Messi broke through Lesco...Yang Feng! Beautiful tackle! The whistle blew, but the referee didn't intend to play a card..."
Yang Feng stretched out his hand to pull Messi up, patted the opponent's shoulder, and before he had time to say anything, Messi picked up the ball suddenly, pressed it under his feet, and then kicked the ball to the left.
"Fuck!"
"Quick free kick!"
Neymar dribbled the ball from the left, easily past Clichy again, and then immediately crossed the center.
Messi went straight up and was just about to catch the ball. Unexpectedly, Yang Feng suddenly accelerated, appearing on the forward path of the football like a teleportation, and gently pushed the ball inside his right foot.
The football rolled towards the goal, Oblak made an emergency attack and made a big foot clearance.
The football was scrambled in midfield before being broken out of the baseline.
Pellegrini hurriedly replaced Lescott with Demichelis who had a yellow card.
If there was no Yang Feng to make up for the leak just now, Lescott could only foul Messi behind the back. Maybe now that two yellows have turned one red and rolled down, he can only let the already old Demichelis Go up.
Demichelis brought the latest instructions from the head coach.
Compress back and strengthen the defense!
Yaya Toure retreated unwillingly, Kroos also retreated, and Manchester City formed a frenzied three midfielders.
Silva was left in the midfield, Aguero was at the top, and Yang Feng played freely.
He quickly took a chance with his coquettish running position and shot a cloud-piercing arrow on the left side of the familiar arc top of the penalty area. Unfortunately, the football bounced off the goalpost and Aguero missed a follow-up shot. Fortunately, the football was cleared out of the penalty area by Pinto.
Busquets heads the ball over to Xavi.
Harvey and Xiaobai crossed one, and then directly penetrated Manchester City's defense with a straight kick.
Pedro was in an offside position and quickly turned around to pass the ball.
But on the other side, Messi succeeded in anti-offside and was ready to receive the ball in the penalty area.
"Xavi penetrated the entire two layers of Manchester City's defense with a straight kick?! Messi, single-handedly... Huh?"
Before Messi touched the football, a huge force came from behind and pushed him to the ground.
Demichelis slammed forward, then immediately threw up his hands in an air of innocence.
Messi also turned over and sat on the ground, raising his hands, with displeasure written all over his face.
"Beep!"
The referee arrived and pointed to the penalty spot.
Demichelis immediately put his head in his hands and rushed towards the referee with Kompany.
"...Red card and penalty kick?" He Shi shook his head and said, "How long has Demichelis been sent off since he played?"
"There's nothing we can do about this goal. Letting Messi single-handedly is almost like a death sentence," Zhang Lu said, "Oh! This game is really, how could it be played like this? Can't it be won cleanly? My old man can't bear it. This kind of excitement, hehe."
He Shi said helplessly: "No way, it's Barcelona after all..."
Many Manchester City players surrounded the referee and kept explaining to intercede, but Yang Feng walked towards Oblak, bumped fists with him, and said, "Come on! It's up to you!"
Oblak didn't speak, just nodded heavily.
Yang Feng got closer and said: "If you catch it, throw the ball forward immediately, don't hesitate!"
Oblak nodded again, "Good!"
Demichelis had no choice but to leave the field under the referee's urging, and there were sparse applause from the visiting stands, but there were also some ugly boos.
Demichelis bit his lips tightly, wiped the corners of his eyes, and sadly walked into the player tunnel, but did not enter the locker room, but stood at the entrance of the tunnel, looking nervously at the direction of the court.
Messi set the ball up, then took a few steps back, put his hands on his hips, looked at the goal, and took a deep breath.
Oblak tidied up his gloves again worryingly, then bent down and signaled to the referee that he was ready.
"Beep!"
The whistle sounded, Messi ran up, looked at the right side of the goal, but kicked the ball to the left with his left foot.
Oblak judged correctly, but the football still flew past his fingertips...
"Oh!"
The heart is like dead ashes, like hearing the sounds of nature.
"Messi! Left! Post!"
"Messi missed the penalty?!"
Yang Feng couldn't help but let out a "fuck".
As expected of you...
Messi's lips moved, but no sound came out.
Players from both sides rushed into the penalty area immediately, but Yang Feng did the opposite. Although he was still facing his own goal, his feet were retreating.
Mascherano, who was about to rush in, noticed this scene out of the corner of his eye. He braked quickly and rushed to his side, not forgetting to call for help. Unfortunately, his teammates were only focused on making up shots, and no one heard his reminder at all. .
Neymar was the first to kill and poke at the football.
Oblak threw the ball straight with a vicious dog.
Yang Feng turned around and charged, and Mascherano stretched out his hand to pull.
Yang Feng's right shoulder was pulled, and he staggered directly, but he yanked his right hand, and immediately broke free from Mascherano's pull.
Kompany and Zabaleta cheered and wanted to run over to celebrate with Oblak, but Oblak immediately bounced up and rushed out holding the football.
"Neymar made a follow-up shot! Oh, I can't hit the power, Oblak has made a contribution! Messi, alas, it's really... um? Oblak threw the ball vigorously! Yang Feng! Single-handed! There is no one around! He is on his side Half-court catch, the ball is not offside!"
The football fell to the front and bounced up again. Yang Feng kicked the ball forward hard after the second time the football fell, and then sprinted with all his strength.
Mascherano was still chasing after him at first, but the distance between the two sides was getting farther and farther, and he soon stopped cursing.
"Yang Feng went to the meeting alone! Now there is only the goalkeeper left in front of him! Can this goal be scored?"
"Pinto attacked! Yang Feng scored the ball! Pinto rushed to Yang Feng! Dodged!"
Pinto ignored the football and wanted to deal with Yang Feng, but Yang Feng was very slippery. He dodged with a serpentine move, then caught up with the football and shot the empty goal.
Hat trick, 0-3.
"Going in, no accidents! The total score is 2-4, the game is not over yet, but I think we can announce the result."
"Barcelona was reversed at home with a one-goal lead and two away goals in hand. Messi had a chance to be a hero, but unfortunately he couldn't withstand the pressure and lost himself and Barcelona. The most important thing of the season A penalty! The opposite is Yang Feng! When he appeared in the Nou Camp, he faced the away game and the score behind. I believe that not many people would be optimistic about their comeback here, but he still did it. Almost led the team to complete the Jedi counterattack with his own strength."
"When the sea is flowing, the true qualities of a hero will be revealed; when the wind is high and the waves are rushing, the mainstay will be seen!"
"You broke the record for the farthest goal in the Champions League and scored 5 points. Current points: 9"
"You opened the scoring for the team in a key game and scored 2 points. Current points: 11"
"You scored twice in a key game and got 2 points. Current points: 13"
"You performed a hat-trick in a key game and scored 2 points. Current points: 15"
"Ness!"
Friendship push book, "I raise racehorses in Tokyo"
Reborn Hokkaido became a rancher.
But Haoyi never thought that he would be in debt because of a horse race just after graduation.
Fortunately, this horse is called the Golden Ship.
And his debut racehorse is the future hall-level racehorse, the golden master.
Since then, Haoyi has become a dedicated jockey for various problem horses.
Raise a gust of wind in this utterly boring world.
(End of this chapter)
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