The top prediction at the start, I am the third ball king

Chapter 97 Happy Real Madrid fans!

After the eerie silence at Camp Nou, there was a sudden burst of deafening screams and roars.

The San Malaga supporters are completely crazy. They have imagined playing against Barcelona countless times and dreaming of scoring goals at the Nou Camp.

For them, this could only be a dream.

However, Santa Malaga, which they had high hopes for, helped them fulfill this dream. How could they not be crazy?
"My brother scored a goal! Go in! Go in! Go in!..."

Li Xiaofeng didn't look like a lady, she danced and shouted, saliva splashing everywhere.

Li Xianqi waved his fists, opened his eyes wide, and roared: "My old Li's seed scored a goal!

Who else? !

Who else! "

The Barcelona fans stared at their goal dumbfounded, they couldn't believe what they saw.

Lost goal for Barcelona? !
Got hacked by a Division D team? !
How can this be? !
Could it be a dream? !

And yet, watching the brunette run around the field celebrating and hearing the loud cheers, they knew it was real.

Messi, who was absent from the game due to a cold, stood on the VIP seat and looked at the stadium with a blank expression. No one knew how he felt at the moment.

The Barcelona Sports TV commentator shook his head and said painfully: "Obviously, the god of luck is still on the side of San Malaga, and their only chance to form an offensive shot is to score!
For Puyol, it wasn't his fault, it was an accident.

This accident will not silence Barcelona, ​​but will inspire their fighting spirit! "

On the court, Liag hugged Li Chuanqi tightly and shouted in his ear: "Damn it, you did it! You did it!"

There is both pride and jealousy in his heart.

The little guy who is proud of scoring goals is his "apprentice" who has been brought up by himself. His apprentice helped him complete his dream that he failed to complete.

He was jealous of his protégé scoring against Barcelona because it was something he always wanted to do.

"Damn! Really broke the Barcelona goal!"

After MiG, who was standing in the penalty area, grunted in a low voice, he raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl, which resounded throughout the audience.

On the Barcelona bench, Guardiola is still sitting steadily on the chair, but his eyes have changed.

The substitute players sitting next to him were silent, as if they were still thinking about how they conceded the ball.

The game resumed soon after, with Barcelona stepping up their attack and San Malaga retreating across the board, forming one line after another in their own half.

At this moment, the Spanish fan forum has exploded.

"Damn, Li, a violent man, actually scored a goal?! This is so magical!"

"My God, Santa Malaga scored against Barcelona's goal... The world is crazy..."

"It's at Camp Nou, oh God, God..."

"What did this lunatic Li do?!!!"

"How dare Li break into Barcelona's goal?! God, who gave him the guts?!"

"Crazy! Barcelona is going crazy! Their goal was scored by a third division team! This has never happened before!"

"Santa Malaga is crazy, Lee is crazy! They even scored at the Nou Camp!"

To say that the happiest, apart from the supporters of San Malaga, can only be Real Madrid fans, who happily humiliated Barcelona in their fan forum.

Some fans directly logged on to Barcelona's official website to leave a message:

"Hahaha, Barcelona was scored by a third-tier team at the Nou Camp. Do you have any shame?"

"Hacking Real Madrid, are you happy? Now the retribution is coming, so fucking happy!"

"The face of the wealthy family is lost by you!"

"Boys, your goal was broken by a D-tier team, isn't it surprising?!"

……

Camp Nou and Barcelona set off wave after wave of attacks. Santa Malaga is like a small boat that may be swallowed by these huge waves at any time.

As the helmsman, Captain Pablo commanded his teammates to work closely together to save the day and avoid the opponent's huge waves.

"Beautiful! Barris Hodor, yes, that's it!"

"Zukulini, boldly help defend! There are teammates behind you to fill your position!"

"Mig! Hey! Well done! This block is world class!"

Pablo kept yelling loudly at his teammates, giving them encouraging voices.

In the No.405 minute of the first half, Barcelona created a scoring opportunity through a smooth and fast pass. Iniesta and his teammates hit the wall outside the penalty area with a two-for-one.
To the horrified eyes of the Santa Malaga supporters, the football slides out against the right post!

"Do not!……"

Barcelona fans wailed in pain.

"call!……"

The Santa Malaga supporters exhaled in horror, Nima, Santa Malaga is indeed favored by the goddess of luck... None of these goals were scored!
The Barcelona sports channel commentator shook his head and said: "This is Iniesta's second threatening shot of the game!

Not long after the opening, he found a good chance to score outside the penalty area, but that shot was blocked by the opposing captain with his body.

There was no block this time, but his shot came within a post of goal.

In the absence of Messi, Xiaobai took on the heavy burden of the team's offense. He not only had to organize the offense, but also completed the final blow.

However, he seems to be affected by the flu and is not at his best.

Not only him, but also other players, because of the flu, not at their best. "

In the following time, San Malaga stubbornly resisted Barcelona's fierce attack. After 2 minutes of stoppage time, the referee blew the whistle to end the first half.

Players from both sides returned to the locker room.

Camp Nou did not fall silent because of their departure, whether it was Santa Malaga supporters from all over the country or reporters on the sidelines, they were talking excitedly.

"It's so dreamy! Santa Malaga actually broke the goal of Barcelona!"

"The fantasy is more than that. They actually withstood Barcelona's attack and tried their best to keep the goal!"

"Santa Malaga is going to be turned upside down! Damn it, do you dare to think?"

"I feel like I'm living in a parallel world, how could this happen in reality."

"Nimma, do you dare to think that Li, a violent man, actually scored a goal in the Nou Camp!"

……

Halftime is over, Barcelona is still one goal behind, Real Madrid fans happily left a message on Barcelona's official website:

"Boys, you're behind zero to one. The opponent is only a D-tier team. Is your team asleep?"

"No face!"

"Cosmic team, the universe is indeed invincible!"

"Come on, Pakistanis, you still have half time!"

"Santa Malaga is an angel sent by God, they are punishing you! Because you have done too many disgusting things!"

At this moment, those professional teams that had been eliminated by Santa Malaga felt inexplicably brighter.

Oh, so it's not just us being insulted, Barcelona...

Well, Barcelona is like this, in fact, we are nothing.

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