Stop the ball ten meters away, the goal depends on Meng

"Pretty!"

He Wei was so impressed:

"De Bruyne's passing force was too small, and Su Changwei had to turn his back to catch the ball. This actually resulted in a wonderful goal!"

Zhang Lu made suggestions for Juventus:

"Vidal may regret it. Why did he give Chang Wei such a large space to turn around and not interfere immediately?"

Vidal was indeed so regretful that his intestines were blue!
[I should have just knocked him to the ground from behind! 】
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Juventus players who have learned their lesson have become more wary of Su Changwei by three points. As long as he dares to get the ball in the frontcourt, he will knock him over first regardless of the situation!

When the game restarted, Juventus did not rush to attack, but patiently moved in the midfield and looked for passing opportunities.

Milan, who were in the lead, were not in a hurry to attack. The three defensive midfielders lined up in parallel in their own half, blocking the important passing channel. Even an organizational master like Pirlo, after seeing such defensive intensity, also I couldn't help but have a headache.

The situation was in a stalemate for 5 minutes. Seeing that his side's firepower was insufficient, Vidal also devoted himself to the attack in the frontcourt. He and Marchisio were on the left and right, restraining Milan's two midfielders.

Pirlo's pressure was suddenly relieved, and he quickly used the change of rhythm at his feet to shake away the frizzy Muntari, and made a wide diagonal pass, looking for Asamoah who was penetrating forward from the left!

But Milan's right back Abate made the correct prediction this time and completed the interception before Asamoah took off!
He pushed the ball hard to Montolivo, who didn't even raise his head, raised his right foot and kicked the ball forward!
De Bruyne was deeply shocked!

[Is this the tacit understanding formed after being teammates for a year? 】

Watching the football flying towards the penalty area, Vidal shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Don't let him stop the ball!"

Barzagli, who was closest to Su Changwei, was already approaching from behind.

In response to Vidal's reminder, he snorted dismissively:
[Do I still need you to teach me about this kind of thing? 】

[A striker of this stature dares to turn his back to me. As long as I push hard, he will immediately roll on the ground! 】

【I support it! 】

Barzagli straightened his back, but Su Changwei in front of him not only was not pushed to the ground by him, but instead took two steps back resolutely.

Instead, Barzagli's center of gravity was unstable and he couldn't help but retreat continuously!

【how can that be? ! 】

[I can’t stand him? ! 】

Barzagli was shocked!

He was about to take the second set of measures when he saw Su Changwei's back leaning towards him, and the ball rolled diagonally from his right side towards the penalty area before it hit the ground!

This time, Su Changwei did not use any fake moves, but stopped the ball, turned around, and passed the ball in one go. In the blink of an eye, he dribbled the ball into the left rib of the penalty area!

After all, Barzagli is a veteran. Although he lost the initiative, he was still able to hold his position tightly and prevent Su Changwei from directly cutting into the middle.

He even kept an eye on Su Changwei's sudden stop and change of direction.

But Su Changwei told him with practical actions:
【No need to go to such trouble! 】

Su Changwei opened his right arm and pushed Barzagli slightly, so that the distance between the two sides was less than 30 centimeters.

Barzagli knew his intention immediately and immediately stretched out his foot to block it, but it was still a step too late!
What's more, in order to prevent Barzagli from having a chance to tackle, Su Changwei chose to pull the ball with his left foot and shoot!
Although Buffon had secured his position at the near post in advance, he could only watch the ball and sigh in surprise when faced with the explosive shot that was so close at hand!

3: 1!

Su Changwei scored two consecutive victories in 6 minutes!
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"I warned you!"

Vidal complained angrily to his teammates.

Barzagli, who was sitting in the penalty area, had a look of defeat on his face:
"I...I stuck to him!" Different from the time Vidal lost the ball, this time he thought he had done a very good job in defense. He did not underestimate the enemy or be careless, nor was he distracted!
Vidal spat, not believing his excuse:
"Next time I'll defend him!"
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"Isn't it a bit extraordinary to get the ball behind your back these two times?"

Allegri, who was sitting in the coaching bench, was still applauding, but he also noticed something unusual.

Maldra rubbed the stubble on his chin:

"Indeed, although his playing style is very tough, his physical condition is not outstanding. In the confrontation just now, he was able to force Barzagli back..."

Tassotti did not participate in their discussion. Instead, he turned to look at Lukaku sitting in the second row:

"You should learn more from Awei!"

"This is the most classic way of playing as a center!"

Lukaku curled his lips:
"I don't need to compete physically with the defenders at all. As long as I make a small explosion, they can only eat my butt!"
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Vidal, who was determined to teach Barzagli a good lesson, was now on high alert.

He completely gave up the opportunity to participate in the offense and devoted himself to restricting Su Changwei.

In addition to Vidal, Su Changwei was also shocked by Juventus' three central defenders and goalkeeper.

Excluding the five of them, there are actually only six players left that Juventus can devote to the offensive end.

As for Milan, both De Bruyne and Niang can shrink their defense. Juventus is equivalent to six against ten!

What's more, Su Changwei, this insidious and cunning little villain, even took a few steps back to harass Juventus' midfield brain and metronome Pirlo!
In the 33rd minute, Pirlo passed the ball diagonally from the left, and Asamoah singled out Abate again.

The battle between them started near the mid-line and continued close to the bottom line. There was no winner or loser. Abate always blocked the passing line, and Asamoah had no chance to rise. With his feet, he could only pass the ball to Marchisio who was connecting in the middle.

But his intention was seen through by De Bruyne. He stretched out his long legs and passed the ball to De Jong!

Tevez and Marchisio pounced on De Jong at the same time. The Dutch midfielder did not dare to hold the ball, and passed a kick to De Bruyne who completed the turn.

Ding Ding stopped the ball and looked up to observe the situation ahead.

What surprised him a little was that Su Changwei had already pressed Juventus's defense and retreated into the core of the home team!
[Try passing a kick? ! 】

Ding Ding no longer hesitated, raised his right foot and made a 40-degree cross over 45 meters!
【coming! 】

Vidal's heart was alarmed, and he launched a fierce attack from behind Su Changwei without saying a word!
Su Changwei had just pushed the ball forward with his forehead when a huge impact came from behind him. His center of gravity was suddenly a little unstable and he staggered forward.

【I’ll just say it!How could it not be possible? 】

[Barzagli, this old guy, is simply making excuses for his poor defense! 】

Vidal looked at Su Changwei, who was pushed two meters away by him, and felt a huge sense of accomplishment in his heart.

But just one second later, this sense of accomplishment quickly disappeared!
Su Changwei took advantage of this opportunity to distance himself from Vidal, who was closely guarding him. Then he raised his left leg and hit the falling ball with a 180-degree volley!

Vidal was stunned!
This time the shot was closer to the penalty area. Buffon's field of vision was completely blocked by him. When he saw the football roaring towards him, he had no time to react!

4: 1!

There were only 10 minutes left in the first half, and Su Changwei had already completed a hat trick with a back shot!
He trotted to the corner flag area, jumped into the air lightly, and completed a 360-degree dance move!

"No one thinks that just by turning my back to the goal, they can stop me from scoring, right?"
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"Damn it!"

"I just pushed so hard, how could he still turn around and shoot?!"

Vidal cursed in despair.

Just now, he felt that his teammates were not trying their best on defense, but now he had the same result. He did not dare to look at Barzagli anymore...

Drogba, who was sitting on the bench, was thoughtful:
[Why do these goals and celebrations become more familiar the more I watch them? 】(End of this chapter)