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Chapter 522 Cristiano Ronaldo misses a penalty

Ronaldo took the ball himself and slowly walked twelve yards into the penalty area.

From the faces of the players on both sides, you can even see the expressions of ice and fire. For the first time, Zidane stood by the side of the court, almost squatting down, his eyes fixed on the court.

He is also nervous, after all, he is facing a chance that can decide the game.

And Paris is not only nervous, but already a little desperate.

"Alphonse Areola! Areola! He is needed now. Although Cristiano Ronaldo has a recognized big heart, he can definitely be stronger! He has kept La Liga for the longest time without conceding a goal record, including Real Madrid! He is the best Patron Saint!"

Uncle Fagoli's palms were already sweating, while the players were still standing in the majestic torrential rain.

Ronaldo put the ball in place, took a deep breath and faced Areola, as silent as ever.

In recent years, he has stood on the penalty spot at critical moments more than once, whether in Real Madrid or the Portuguese national team, he rarely misses.That's why he has absolute self-confidence. He has experienced strong winds and waves, and he can only see calmness on his face, as if there is always a calm lake without waves.

It was Areola who should be nervous, but at this moment Gao Yuyang quickly ran over and threw him a bunch of small notes.

Areola was stunned for a second.

"This is the cheat book! Alphonse."

He yelled, then returned to the front of the restricted area, squatting quietly.

Ronaldo turned his head and glanced at him, took a deep breath, looked at Areola, and there was a slight undetectable fluctuation in his eyes.

"Gao Yuyang gave Areola a small note... Could there be a miracle written on it? Let us wait and see! All previous Champions League, European Cup, World Cup, even cruel penalty shootouts, Ronaldo has never Missed at a critical moment. This time... will there be an exception?"

"Huh? Gao seems to be communicating with Areola, but it seems that it should be Angel Di Maria! As a former Real Madrid player, he should be no stranger to the Portuguese."

This is psychological warfare, and the penalty shootout at this moment is never just technical.

The referee blew his whistle and Ronaldo ran up.

"Cristiano! Cristiano! He's the one who can do anything! Gao wants to beat him with such a trick? Haha! Shoot—"

Ronaldo used a fake move in the middle, deliberately making two pauses.

He tried to trick the keeper with a change of pace, but Areola kept staring at him, waiting for his kick.

"Cristiano!!!!!!"

Ronaldo kicked it out and went straight to the upper left corner of the goal.

The angle is very tricky, but Areola didn't hesitate, and flew directly to the dead corner of the goal.

Ronaldo's eyes widened, and all the Real Madrid fans and commentators showed incredible expressions.

"God—ah—"

Watching helplessly as the shot ball hits Areola's palm and is saved directly in front of the goal line.

"He jumped out!"

"Arreola saves Ronaldo's penalty!"

"Alphonse Areola! He's a hero tonight!"

Page jumped up from the stands, the worry in his eyes turned into ecstasy, and he led the friends around him to shout.

"Long live! PSG!!!!!!"

The momentum of the two sides transformed at this moment, which is the charm of penalty kicks.

Gao Yuyang was the first to rush to the goal, puffed out his chest and collided with Areola.

"Nice job! Alphonse, I knew you could!"

Areola was even more excited, and pulled Gao Yuyang over: "It is you who should be thanked! Hahahaha! Gao, you are right! How do you know his habits? Tell me, you are really God ?"

"Ahem...uh... Alphonse, you're going to kill God!"

Gao Yuyang was strangled by the other party, and his face was flushed.At this time, all the players ran over and hugged Areola.

Gao Yuyang gave Nkunku a look at this time: "Thank you for the live broadcast, Christopher!"

"Hey! Gao, it's clear that your little note is also credited to me!"

……

Ronaldo bit his lip. He would never have thought that the missed penalty at this moment has nothing to do with his former teammate Di Maria, but has something to do with the football game that once won a huge endorsement.

But this penalty seems to be a watershed. In the remaining two or three minutes of the first half of overtime, Paris launched two offensives. Di Maria follows up with a close-range volley.

Navas also pulled out in time and rushed over to block the first goal that was almost a must-kill goal with his body. Nkunku's second shot was then cleared by Ramos in front of the goal.

The first half of overtime ended, the score did not change, but the content was rich.

The players only had time to go to the sidelines to take a sip of water. This was already an extrajudicial favor from the referee. There was no rest time at all in the first and second half of the overtime game.

But this opportunity somehow allows the players to take a breather, and the fans also need to take a breath, because the amount of information is too rich.

Seeing Gao Yuyang whose hair was drenched like a drenched chicken, all the domestic QQ groups, WeChat groups, Tieba and Chinese fans who knew the ball in front of the TV were so unanimously optimistic.

"It's not good, Mr. Luo has to finish today."

"If you don't score a penalty kick, you will be punished!"

"Let's watch Gao Yuyang's performance next!"

At this time, He Wei also breathed a sigh of relief.

"In the world of football, there will be many coincidences to reach the top, but superstition that goes against science is not advisable."

This sentence is directed at Zidane's metaphysics.

Qi Zu walked to the sidelines and hugged Ronaldo in his arms.The Portuguese has long been the king of the sky, and there is no need for such comfort, so this is more like the two former superstars cherish each other.

"Relax, Cristiano! You know I've had worse defeats! Besides, it's not a defeat, it just makes the victory come later."

Ronaldo looked into the distance, kept aiming at Gao Yuyang, and returned to normal after a while.

"It's my responsibility, sir! But there won't be a second time."

Zidane patted him on the shoulder: "In my eyes, there is nothing in this world that Cristiano can't do!"

On the other side, returning to the court, Gao Yuyang called his teammates together and formed a circle on one side of the court.

"It can't go on like this, you have to attack if you want to win, guys! Now it's the only difference between winning and losing, so don't stay back! Press them all out and fuck them!"

On the other side, Ronaldo was also driving his teammates, turned around, and the eyes of the two directly met across a middle circle.

Both of them looked a bit embarrassed, rainwater was streaming down their hair, and their clothes were covered with mud and grass clippings, which almost covered the names on the back of the jerseys.

But the two glanced at each other, neither of them showed any expression, they were surprisingly calm
(End of this chapter)