Football: God-level striker, all teammates lie down

When commentators from all over the world saw Zhao Yi asking for a substitution, the originally tense atmosphere of the commentary became relaxed.

Because Real Madrid was beaten so badly, something big might happen in this game.

Zhao Yi took the initiative to leave the field and interacted with Real Madrid fans again.

This meant that this war should be called off.

"Oh, what a personality! Twenty-five minutes!! He asked to leave the field!"

"Don't you think the Real Madrid fans are a bit mean... Before the game started, there were boos, middle fingers, and even worse insults... Bang Bang scored five goals, and he applauded. Hey!

Why did you do that in the first place?"

"Real Madrid fans! Send Zhao off... I even think that if these fans don't do this, Zhao will get angry and not leave the field, and score five or six more goals. It will be interesting..."

"Hahaha... Looking at him like this, he can really do such a thing... Hahaha..."

"It seems that they should have reconciled. Zhao's two thumbs up are not a mockery of Real Madrid fans, but a response to their applause!"

"The most painful defeat at the Bernabeu, and also the time when Zhao became famous all over the world The most classic battle!"

"I believe that as long as the fans who watched the game will remember this extraordinary player! Even if you don't watch the game, tomorrow's news will be overwhelming.

I believe there will be only one person in the headlines tomorrow!"

"This season's Champions League top scorer!

England Premier League top scorer, assists king, European Golden Boot!

Premier League single-season goal record holder, Champions League single-season goal record holder!

Premier League best player, Champions League best player!

I think this season's Ballon d'Or... may no longer be a situation where Melo and Ronaldo have a monopoly!"

"After this game. If the Ballon d'Or is given to Ronaldo, it will be a huge conspiracy for Ronaldo and Real Madrid."

Zhao Yi walked to the sidelines, and Guardiola immediately asked about Zhao Yi's condition.

Are you injured or feeling unwell?

Zhao Yi shook his head to make sure he didn't have any injuries.

Guardiola nodded, and he had to check it out when he got back.

Zhao Yi returned to the bench and high-fived his teammates.

Otamendi rubbed Zhao Yi's head, grinning, with stars in his eyes.

Oh my god, idol!

I knew you were strong, but I didn't expect you to be so strong!

In thirteen minutes, you scored five goals!

In two rounds, you scored eight goals against Real Madrid!

The Manchester City players on the field were originally excited and ready to continue to fight Real Madrid to the death.

Pepe's behavior and the behavior of the home fans made the Manchester City players unbearable.

As a result, the Real Madrid fans gave in, and Zhao Yi seemed to have forgiven Real Madrid in the end.

Manchester City was considered to have vented this anger, so facing the ten-man Real Madrid, Manchester City's attack was not as fierce as at the beginning.

Real Madrid had been kicked into a trance, and at this time they were just playing badly.

These superstars had never encountered such a thing in their lives.

At their peak, Barcelona only scored five goals against them in one game, and Manchester City did it in less than half an hour.

This made them still not calm down.

Want to turn the tables?

Then eight goals must be scored...

This originally evenly matched game turned into a massacre without suspense because of Zhao Yi's sudden outburst.

Originally, it was the focus of everyone's attention, but it became even more eye-catching.

Those who didn't watch the game learned about this through various channels and rushed to watch the live broadcast.

"Ah?? Really 5-0?"

"Missed it, missed it, can you score five more goals?"

"Real Madrid, stand up and play!"

"Looking at this rhythm, it doesn't look like so many goals?"

"What's the matter, Real Madrid is fighting internally? Pepe kicked the ball into the goal himself and was beaten by his teammates?!"

"Hehehe... Where is my Luo Jianyi's eyes?"

"You, Mei, didn't even have a chance to let someone score five goals!"

"Hehe... and you're getting proud..."

The people who watched the game stepped on it twice and left in a swarm.

Real Madrid fans saw this score and didn't want to watch it anymore.

Those who wanted to watch the exciting offensive battle also knew that there was nothing to watch, so they simply left the live broadcast room.

Manchester City fans were in high spirits and were still waiting for the goal!

The number of viewers reached its peak in the first half hour.

After that, the number began to slowly decline.

During the halftime break, a large number of fans left.

They probably won't come back.

This is too suspenseful.

And in the Bernabeu stands, a large number of Real Madrid fans have already stood up.

There is no need for them to watch any more.

Real Madrid is seven behind and one man short.

Looking at this situation, the Manchester City player wearing No. 19 put onWhite jersey, there may still be some suspense.

Otherwise, there is no chance.

Gone.

See you next season!

Hope that next season, Real Madrid will meet Manchester City again in the knockout round!

Revenge!

Manchester City fans in the stands were talking and laughing, high-fiving and hugging.

Real Madrid fans who have not left yet are paralyzed, like vegetative people.

Beautiful female fans are crying, unable to accept such an ending.

No one is talking in the Real Madrid locker room.

Terrifyingly quiet.

Zidane is considering whether he should terminate his contract with Real Madrid in advance.

The league is gone, the Champions League is gone, and there is only one King's Cup left.

Nothing is left.

The Galacticos was driven ashore.

It's completely finished.

Zidane is uncomfortable.

Zhao Yi kept saying the original words, Zidane is his idol.

Facing the idol, just play like this!

Zidane no longer understands modern football.

Is this how kids play football now?

Heading and kicking, free kicks.

Breaking through and grabbing points, powerful volleys.

Playing games?

Ronaldo pulled his shorts up very high, and his two thighs full of muscle lines were particularly eye-catching.

But now Real Madrid players have no idea of ​​appreciation.

He leaned back in his seat, a towel covering his head, and he didn't have the heart to appreciate his muscles.

The strong Ronaldo couldn't see where the road was going.

Pepe stuck his neck, his fierce eyes were gone, and he sat there numbly. If there is a next time, I must find a way to break his legs!

In the Manchester City locker room, everyone relaxed, Zhao Yi sat there tiredly, and he had a lot of stamina.

The result was good.

Why don't we open champagne in the midfield?

However, this is only the semi-final, and Manchester City's logistics staff did not bring champagne.

Originally wanted to bring it, but was scolded by Guardiola, so he didn't bring it.

"Now, go on the field and take our victory." Guardiola did not explain any tactics, nor did he plan to change the lineup.

Real Madrid had already lost.

All he had to do was suppress his joy and celebrate after the game.

"City!!"

"Man City!!"

"Zhao City!!!" Aguero suddenly shouted, and the Manchester City players looked over in shock.

"What?" Aguero looked as if it was a matter of course.

"You... have grammatical errors." Stones' English must be the best, and he couldn't help but say something.

"I'm Argentine..." Aguero shrugged, indifferent, "I'm very happy!"

(Happy Emperor Aguero, Manchester City fans should know something)