I was sold by Barcelona at the beginning, so I turned around and joined Real Madrid

The ball was thrown into the air, and the ball was thrown into the air.

Is it Benzema or Tyrannosaurus?

Whew——

The angle of the second shot was very tricky. Livakovic, who was sitting on the ground, was out of reach and had no way to stop the ball from entering the net!

Roar! Roar! Roar!

In the European Cup final, Benzema, who scored a goal, undoubtedly added another point to his chances of scoring a goal. The 33-year-old veteran, who couldn't help himself, rushed to the sidelines, clenched his fist with one hand, smashed the ball, and roared three times.

And this key goal also helped France complete the reversal and temporarily lead 2-1!

Hualala——

The French fans in the stands could no longer sit still, they stood up and applauded Benzema.

Some fans even bowed in a funny way, as if to say: Sorry! Brother Benzema! I spoke too early and misunderstood you. It was the right choice to recruit you into the national team.

French players not far away rushed over one after another, hugged the French striker, and the hysterical celebration broke through the clouds.

"Karim!"

"You are really awesome!"

"Oh! So Rui! I admit that I spoke a little loudly just now."

"What a great goal! You scared us to death, we almost thought it wouldn't go in. Why did you make such a big deal?"

"Nice! Great No. 9 player!"

"I really love you..."

People like Varane, Griezmann, Pogba, etc. couldn't help but praise this wonderful goal... Of course, it was only because this goal went in that it was praised like this. If the goal didn't go in, who knows how to belittle the biggest favorite for the Golden Ball Award!

......

Modric, Chen Qi and others looked at their own goalkeeper who was lying on the ground at the goal and was unwilling to get up for a long time, and walked over quickly.

"Dominic, you're already great!"

"Yes, if you hadn't held on to the goal, we wouldn't have made it to the finals!"

"Don't be discouraged, we can lose, but we can't give up, understand?"

"Besides, the other team is France!"

Hearing this, Livakovic's mood had improved a lot, but then, Chen Qi's words stunned him.

The young striker exaggeratedly said: "Yes! The other side is the Roosters! They defeated us once in the World Cup final. I remember that the main goalkeeper at that time seemed to be you, Dominic?"

Whip the corpse on the spot? Bring up the old things again? Don't give up? No, brother, please let me go? !

Click! Livakovic's heart was broken on the spot, and it was a bit hard to bear...

Noticing the expressions of his teammates, Modric and others were also a little speechless. Let's just say, if you can't speak, don't speak, okay? You are not comforting people!

For this reason, Gwadiol also bumped Chen Qi with his elbow, signaling him to stop talking.

However, Chen Qi asked straightly: "Joshko, is your arm uncomfortable? You keep hitting me, fuck me! I haven't finished talking yet!"

Humph, the power of [Big Yin-Yang Family] is extraordinary. When they kill, they really can't distinguish between friend and foe!

The next second...

Chen Qi said to himself: "Look, you have been knocked down by the Roosters once. Can we be knocked down by them for the second time? Stand up! Watch out, this time, buddy will lead you to win! Revenge on France, the championship is ours!"

Swish——

Livakovic suddenly stood up... Of course, he was not excited by these words, but felt that if he didn't stand up, Chen Qi would probably whip his corpse, so forget it.

Is it okay? Modric and others were stunned.

Chen Qi shrugged, and his arrogant look seemed to say, "See, it's useless for you to say a lot of trash there. It's still me who can solve it with two sentences!"

Since it's all "excited", let's just start fighting? !

Aribati? !

Beep--

The unexpected whistle at the end of the halftime extinguished the burning flame in Chen Qi's heart.

There was no way, time was too fast.

When the two teams returned to the field to compete, the remaining time was really worthless. Croatia hadn't played any decent offense yet, and it slipped through their fingers.

The players could only walk back to the locker room slowly under the gaze of thousands of fans.

......

The visiting team's locker room.

When Dalic walked in, he found a problem, very quiet, and super low pressure.

He threw the tactical book in his hand on the table.

He asked with a smile: "What's wrong? Why are you so silent? Tell me what you think in your heart, I

I want to hear it. "

Everyone was still silent.

And Modric and other big players frowned.

Looking at the whole game, Dalic found that Chen Qi and Gvardiol seemed to be "out of tune", so he gave a questioning look.

Named by the "teacher", Gvardiol answered the question first, "I don't have any ideas. I feel that the French team is not invincible. We still scored a goal in the first half. I don't think there is any need to be too pessimistic!"

Dallic nodded, and then asked: "Chen, you tell me."

"Okay."

Chen Qi immediately said: "I don't have much to say. To put it simply and rudely, don't care about life and death, and fight if you don't accept it!"

"Speak human language!!! "

Dalic, Modric, Kovacic and others finally couldn't help it and roared in unison... To be honest, since he hooked up with Katarina... No, since he played with Katarina, Chen's dirty talk made them very uncomfortable!

Chen Qi frowned and whispered: "Just speak human language, why are you yelling so loudly?"

"Louder!"

Dalic nodded.

"Okay!"

Chen Qi cleared his throat and said seriously: "My idea is the same as Joshko's. The French team looks very strong on paper, but their offensive means are also very limited, which is somewhat similar to us, and they are not without flaws, so everyone doesn't have to be depressed!"

"No, no, no!"

"Chen, you haven't experienced that World Cup final!"

"Yes, Joshko hasn't experienced it either, so neither of you can understand that kind of despair."

"What kind of despair is that? ”

“You tried your best, ran to the end, panted, legs trembled, but still couldn’t win the despair!”

“The strength of the French team is definitely above ours!”

“Now they are one goal ahead.”

“It will be even harder for us to win…”

Livakovic started, and other players followed. The locker room soon became lively, but the emotions that everyone wanted to express were not what Dalic wanted to see.

He glanced around, fortunately, Modric in the crowd didn’t speak, nor did he agree... After that game, there were more than one people who could stick to their beliefs. Then he would find a way to inspire these idiots who had lost confidence!