dream green field

Chapter 448 Victory
From the perspective of the number of prayers, Real Madrid is taking advantage. Since it is the Germans who are single-handedly now, the German fans of the soy sauce party changed their positions and began to support Ozil's goal.

Who does the Champions League belong to and what does it matter to them?They are just watching the fun.

Ozil took the football aggressively into the Barcelona penalty area, but he did not shoot.

Valdés did not choose to attack, but walked slowly to try to block the shooting space as much as possible, while lowering his center of gravity and waiting for Ozil to make a decisive pounce when he approached.

Ozil's scoring rate is much lower than his foot power, and the Barcelona goalkeeper thinks it is still possible to challenge.

The German took the ball and kept approaching the goal.

[-] meters!

[-] meters!

[-] meters!

"Still with the ball, Mesut can choose to shoot, this position is close enough"

"If you don't shoot, it will be dangerous! Valdes has already made a move."

Comments from all sides began to support.

With Ozil approaching, Valdez went all out and attacked directly!The king of the wicket is actually the goalkeeper, they can use their hands.

The Real Madrid fans grinned, alas, you are shooting, let’s talk about whether you can get in or not~

The Barcelona fans were overjoyed, hey, it turned out that he couldn't shoot.

Valdez's eyes lit up. If you don't shoot at such a short distance, don't blame me for throwing your ball.

Enough loyalty!

After Ozil touched the ball for the umpteenth time, Valdez jumped forward.

Like a big bad wolf pounced on a little white rabbit, with a wretched smile on his face.

Valdes is full of confidence~

Of course, there is a reason for his confidence. Puyol and Pique also surrounded Ozil from both sides.

See how you run?
Suddenly Valdez's pupils shrank, where is the ball?

Where does football go?The Barcelona goalkeeper turned to look back.

He didn't see the ball behind him, but he pointed a white figure behind the goal.

damn it!The little white rabbit Ozil passed the ball~
All Barcelona fans suddenly exclaimed!
When the three rushed to the German midfielder, at the critical moment, Mesut showed his talented side, and he gently pushed the football aside!
Not bad for a second!
The football was passed safely.

Zhu Xu, who plugged in, got a chance to open the door one meter in front of the door~

Faced with such a situation, the possibility of flying is much more difficult than scoring high.

Zhu Xu did not disappoint his friend's great gift, so he pushed it easily.

Football enters Barcelona's goal
"Zhu~Xu~~" Carlos' registration sounded: "[-] minutes, Real Madrid [-]:[-] Barcelona"

"Instead of saying that Zhu Xu scored a goal, it is better to say that Zhu Xu cooperated with Ozil, and the two passed the football into Barcelona's goal."

"Messi and Harvey tried to play a small goal before, but this time Zhu Xu and Ozil staged a beautiful cooperation. Barcelona always claimed to give a lesson to someone. Now can it be said that Real Madrid gave Barcelona a lesson? class."

"Barcelona used Real Madrid's tactics to win goals, and Real Madrid also used Barcelona's tactics to score goals. Hey, the confrontation between the two sides is everywhere."

The white flag at the Allianz Stadium immediately won a landslide victory, and Real Madrid fans sang "We are the champions"

The broadcast camera was aimed at the coach's bench on the sidelines.

Guardiola, who has always been gentle, smashed the water bottle angrily.

The always arrogant magic bird actually picked up the water bottle with a smile and threw it where it should go.

"Haha, madman or environmentalist?" The commentator teased.

As the camera changed, the fans in front of the TV saw more heavyweights.

"On the face of Real Madrid President Florentino, only the teeth can be seen now. Raul and Guti clapped hands to celebrate. Haha, Real Madrid is happy. Barcelona President Russell has a deep complexion. He may be thinking about Neymar. Can save Barcelona? I think it is very difficult, after all, he has not proved himself in Europe."
"Florentino has finally completed his ideal galaxy battleship. Real Madrid has high requirements. Not only must they play well, but they must also grow well. Not only the players have requirements, but the head coach also has requirements. The legendary coach Bosque because The local atmosphere does not fit the image of Real Madrid, and they were all driven away." The commentator teased Lao Fuye.

"Look, everyone, the bosses of Chelsea and Manchester City stood up and applauded. It seems that they are very interested in the prince, but it's probably not going to happen. The prince is not for sale. Real Madrid released the rumors early on. We are not short of money~"

On the court, after Zhu Xu and his players scored a goal and celebrated with his teammates, they ran to Mourinho excitedly.

The Portuguese was very vigilant, made a pause, and then stretched out his arms to hug the disciple: "You are very heavy, don't jump on me casually, I am not young anymore~"

Zhu Xu laughed: "Uncle Bird, why are you doing this, I'm..."

Mourinho patted Zhu Xu on the head: "You treat me like a father, right, so you eat and drink for free, and I have to pay for medical treatment."

The corners of Zhu Xu's eyes twitched, he turned around and ran away: "Talking about money hurts feelings~"

Mourinho shook his head behind him, and said in a low voice, talking about feelings hurts money!

Duan Xuan was very excited: "Zhu Xu scored a goal. He scored twice in this game. Let's look forward to his hat trick~ He ran to hug Mourinho. Xu brought it to the Bernabéu."
Mourinho looked at Zhu Xu's figure gently on the field. The Portuguese told the reporter, I made a lot of determination to overcome difficulties when I started Zhu Xu, no?There was no difficulty, he was perfect every chance he got, I had no difficulty with him at all.

In fact, how could it not be possible? To be able to bring Zhu Xu to the Bernabeu and let Zhu Xu play in the Nou Camp, he is able to withstand the numerous objections from the club.

I bet right, this child really succeeded, the Portuguese watched Zhu Xu leave, and more often he regarded Zhu Xu as a child rather than a disciple.

Mourinho is full of tenderness. If he heard Zhu Xu's words, he probably wouldn't feel warm.

At this time, Zhu Xu was still muttering to his friends: "Uncle Bird is so stingy, he even asked me for a little medical expenses, cat, daughter-in-law, do you think he is stingy?"

Ozil and Benzema looked at each other: It seems that they are stingy if they don't pay for medical expenses. . .

Barcelona, ​​who could not steal a lot of money, stood in the middle circle and kicked off depressed.

European celebrities expressed sympathy for this: "Football is round, and you have nothing to do when you meet a superstar shining. Barcelona is unlucky. Who would have thought that Cristiano would suddenly explode and defend so brilliantly?"

Barcelona is indeed in a hurry. Real Madrid is ahead. If they don’t get a goal as soon as possible, it will not be good for them. If it is delayed to overtime, they will be more passive.

Di Maria, Higuain, and Kaka are all top-notch, but after Barcelona injured Sanchez, Abidal, and Villa, they really couldn't find three players with similar levels on the field.

The house leak happened on a rainy day.

The young player Kunka had no time to recover from the blow of the last ball, and saw Zhu Xu rushing towards him with a devilish smile on his face.

"Zhu Xu succeeded in stealing. Kunka looked a little silly in the past. If you lose the ball, you chase after it. Why are you in a daze? Is it time to look up to the sky and sigh? The young man is immature, although he is one year older than Zhu Xu." Duan Xuan is very proud.

Since the release of Zhu Xu, all domestic commentators like to compare the [-] generation with Zhu Xu, and then feel complacent.

Zhu Xu took the ball to do what he is best at, breaking through. He kept shaking left and right while running at high speed.

Busquez, who was in charge of defending him behind him, followed Zhu Xu's footsteps, extremely awkward, and finally his feet became unstable, his left foot tripped over his right foot, and fell to the grass.

Carlos yelled immediately: "He poured it by himself, no one touched him. It may be heat stroke."

Barcelona explained a black face.

The Real Madrid fans at the Allianz Stadium burst into laughter and got heatstroke at night. . . .

European celebrities sighed: "It's incredible how people can make such an action."

"Zhu Xu, Zhu Xu, Zhu Xu" Zhu Xu's name rang out at the Allianz Arena.

The camera swept across, and the German fans were also shouting happily, and there was a banner among them: Except for Mesut, Sami and Zhu Xu, any Real Madrid player who scores a goal, we will boo to the end.Looking carefully, the word Zhu Xu was added later.

"Hehe, a very famous slogan appeared. It seems that the German fans are still keeping the promise. They are cheering for Zhu Xu, although the prince's name was written by himself."

Pique and Mascherano immediately double-bundled Zhu Xu.

Zhu Xu held the ball and faced the two of them directly, the road was blocked, [-] vs [-], it seemed a bit troublesome.

Piggy's eyeballs kept rolling. If he wants to play football well, he still has to rely on his brain.Brother, I am a genius!

The cheeky Piggy seemed to have thought of something, but it was probably not a good thing, of course for Barcelona.

Zhu Xu took the ball to the side. In order to prevent the ball from being intercepted, he gently flicked the football every half a second or so.

With such a frequency, with Zhu Xu's dribbling, if he dares to make a move, just wait for the yellow card and a free kick.

Real Madrid's free kick scoring rate is not high, but it is not low. At this time, Barcelona can't afford to bet.And even if you are willing to gamble, you may not be able to intercept the football.

"Zhu Xu was guarded to death. He seemed to have no choice but to push slowly along the sideline of Qiongchang. Could it be that he planned to squeeze out a bloody path? Hmm~ Pique and Mascherano seem to be in good shape, and it is difficult. difficult!"

The Barcelona commentator snorted a few times: Let you be arrogant, make you proud, you can't escape~ "Dangerous!!" The Catalan jumped up immediately.

The ball is going out of the touchline!

Zhu Xu frowned and looked at the two in front of him, then rushed forward suddenly.

Piqué and Mascherano, block up immediately, the kid wants to leave, there is no way~
"Zhu Xu is blocked, where is the person? Where did the respondent go?" Duan Xuan believed that Zhu Xu would have no problems, and that any problems were other people's problems.

Call ~
The sound of inhalation sounded from the audience.

How is this going?

Zhu Xu only moved his upper body, his feet didn't move, he just dodged forward.

After seeing the reaction of the Barcelona players, Zhu Xu raised his eyebrows happily. Of course, at the same time, he also made another movement, that is, swinging his ankle to vigorously dial the ball to the left side of his body.

(End of this chapter)