super king

Chapter 25 Chapter [025] I'm so unlucky
Deschamps is speechless at this moment, what else can he say in such a situation?
"Damn it, why are you so unlucky today?" Deschamps touched his nose, speechless for a while.The Verona players celebrated crazily on the field, which made Deschamps very upset. This ball... was so fucking speechless.

The Juventus players all had their hips akimbo, lowered their heads, and shook their heads to themselves.Xu Zhou looked at the football in the goal with a wry smile on his face.Billindley was leaning against the goal post stupidly, his eyes were empty, looking into the distance, without focus.Chiellini fell in the penalty area, holding his head in his hands, and never got up.

"Verona...Verona...Verona..." the Verona fans in the Mauro Gibellini stadium roared wildly, waving the team's home jersey or scarf in their hands. It's like a festival here.

"It won't be so unlucky, right?" In the stands, Yan Qingying stared blankly at the ball in the goal and murmured.However, soon, she thought with a smile: "Hmph, I told you not to allow this girl to be interviewed. You will be punished now!"

The game was not over, the referee hurriedly stopped the celebration of the Verona team and asked them to return to the field and continue the game.The Juventus team has obviously recovered, and they all quickly returned to their positions.However, Xu Zhou, who was walking back, seemed to have discovered something, and his face was bitter: "It can't be so unlucky!"

Seeing that Chiellini was lying in the penalty area and hadn't got up yet, Xu Zhou hurried to Chiellini and at the same time signaled to the sidelines for the team doctor to come in quickly.When he came to Chiellini's side, Xu Zhou realized that Chiellini's eyes were closed tightly, and he hugged his head in pain.

With the permission of the referee, the Juventus players rushed into the field quickly and rushed towards Chiellini who fell to the ground.Although the Juventus players were very worried about Chiellini, they did not surround him.A player is injured on the court. If other players surround him, it is likely to cause more damage to the injured player.

Deschamps frowned, what happened today was beyond his expectation.It is unlucky enough to cause an own goal if the player fails to clear the siege, but the player who caused the own goal can't afford to be injured. Is there anything more unlucky than this?Deschamps' eyes were fixed on the pitch anxiously, and he now wondered about Chiellini's injury.He hoped that Chiellini was fine, but the stretchers had already been dispatched.Deschamps had prepared for the worst. He quickly walked to the bench and said to Balzaretti, "Hurry up and warm up!"

Balzaretti nodded and left quickly.Deschamps turned around, and he found that Chiellini had been carried off by a stretcher.Deschamps walked over quickly and asked the team doctor: "How is it? Is Giorgio's injury serious?"

"It's not very serious, but there is no way to continue this game!" The team doctor answered Deschamps' words while dealing with Chiellini's injury.

"Damn it!" Didier Deschamps complained, sending the water bottle next to him into space, "Giorgio, take care of your injury!" After speaking, Didier Deschamps patted Chiellini and the team doctor on the shoulders and quickly returned to his position.

"Damn it! Damn it, what's all this?" Didier Deschamps' lungs were about to explode. The match was less than 10 minutes into the game, and this happened to his team. So how should we play the next game?

"Amen, merciful Lord, bless these poor children!" Alberto Malesani made a very sad expression, but his heart was overwhelmed, "Fortunately, I worshiped God before going out!"

"No way, this is too bad luck!" Seeing that Chiellini was being carried down, Yan Qingying stared wide-eyed and said in a daze.

After a brief pause on the court, play resumed.After the game restarted, the Juventus team played very actively. It seems that the accident just now made the Juventus players sober up a lot.The aura of the king emanated from them, and they launched a crazy attack.But.At this time, Verona retreated quickly, and almost all players retreated to their own half.

It seems that Alberto Malesani did a lot of work before the game. As soon as they took the lead, they quickly retracted their heads like a tortoise, leaving a hard shell for you to smash.

With continuous ferocious attacks, Juventus has completely taken the initiative on the field, but the opponent's occasional counterattack has also brought Juventus a lot of trouble.Deschamps glanced at Alberto Malesani, who was calmly sitting on the coach's bench, and said, "This bastard still has two brushes!"

Deschamps quickly walked to the sidelines, yelled loudly into the court, and signaled the players to go two more sides, using the width of the court to stretch the opponent's dense defense, so that the opponent's defense is prone to loopholes.

Hearing the coach's cry, the Juventus players resolutely implemented the tactics assigned by the coach.Marchisio in the middle easily dunks the opponent's forward Jonko, and then quickly sends the ball to Xu Zhou on the wing.This is not the first time Xu Zhou has taken the ball. The first few times he has taken the ball, Xu Zhou has caused a lot of trouble for Verona.

Pulzetti stared at Xu Zhou closely. He made up his mind that Xu Zhou could not get rid of him again. The speed of this oriental boy was simply too abnormal.After Xu Zhou took the ball, he took small steps, lightly tapped the ball under his feet, and kept shaking his upper body, looking for the timing and angle of breakthrough.Pulzetti pressed his center of gravity and fixed his eyes on the ball under Xu Zhou's feet.At the same time, Verona's defenders all moved towards Xu Zhou secretly. They didn't want Xu Zhou to speed up easily, and Verona's defense would not easily fall to Xu Zhou's side.

Although his eyes were fixed on Purzetti, Xu Zhoude was observing the situation on the court from the corner of his eye.Suddenly, Xu Zhou's eyes lit up, Purzetti's heart froze, and he became more careful.

Suddenly, Xu Zhou slammed the ball to the sideline, accelerated his body, and rushed towards the ball.Purzetti frowned slightly. Although Xu Zhou's speed was very fast, it was still difficult to break through such a simple movement.Although he was puzzled, Purzetti did not move slowly.He turned around quickly, accelerated forward, stood side by side with Xu Zhou, and stretched out his hand, ready to support Xu Zhou.

However, Xu Zhou in front of him did not break through.Xu Zhou, who was catching up with the ball, stuck his left foot on the ground like a stake, threw off his left hand, and swung his right leg quickly. Xu Zhou's right leg quickly hit the ball.The ball flew out like lightning, bending a beautiful arc in the air, charming and intoxicating.

"Defense!!" Alberto Malesani, who was sitting calmly on the coach's bench, changed his face drastically, and suddenly jumped up from the coach's bench, shouting crazily into the court as if he had lost his mind.When the players of Verona saw the trajectory of the ball, they were shocked and rushed to the other side of the field.

Nedved, who was in the gap, easily caught Xu Zhou's big foot transfer, lightly tapped the ball, stopped and burst, Nedved saved a lot of time.Therefore, before the opponent's defenders pounced, he quickly rushed into the penalty area.Those menacing Verona defenders obviously restrained a lot, and Nedved clearly knew that if they hadn't stepped into the penalty area, these fierce-looking defenders would definitely keep themselves at all costs!
Nedved, who stepped into the penalty area, lightly dunked the ball inward, and missed the Verona defender who rushed towards him at high speed.Although there was only a slight gap, it was enough for Nedved to take a kick and swung his legs like lightning. Nedved hit the ball fiercely, and the ball flew towards the goal like a white light.

Deshang on the sidelines raised his hands high, in his eyes, there is no doubt that this entry must enter!After all, in front of Nedved's lightning volley, any goalkeeper is just a display! !
"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO..." Many people had the same idea as Didier Deschamps, and they all roared wildly to score goals.

"Dang!!" There was a crisp sound from Yisheng, and the ball hit the goal post hard, and then bounced off the baseline.

Deschamps foolishly stared at the ball that bounced off the baseline, lost in thought for a while.It took him a long time to come back to his senses: "Damn, this is the third time, why did this bad luck catch up with me?"

(End of this chapter)