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Chapter 267
Fan Bizhuang is indeed a bit unstoppable. As time goes by, Villarreal's offensive rhythm has gradually slowed down. After all, no team can maintain the nine-to-ten-minute game. The most important thing is that there is no need for high-intensity offensive. The team leads by two goals, and the situation is also dominant. They can use the least effort to get the most desired result.

Riquelme began to consciously strengthen the pass control and scheduling of the midfield, and grasped the rhythm in his hands, but Fan Bizhuang still sprinted up and down as if he was tireless. Riquelme and others had no choice but to Let him go, let him play the lonely hero - the team's rhythm slowed down, the Espanyol team gradually showed signs of counterattack, and Fan Bizhuang was tossing about in the opponent's backcourt like a fresh grasshopper, which can be regarded as a check The visiting team's attack was off.

The trend of the game has gradually evolved into a state of anxiety. The home team has the chance to win, mainly focusing on pass control and counterattack, while the visiting team has strengthened its offensive strength, but Villarreal's defense is impeccable, and the midfield control is obviously strong. Because of them, the Espanyol team couldn't find a good opportunity. On the contrary, the home team's quick counterattacks several times were even more threatening.

No. In the 608th minute, the Espanyol team organized an offensive. As soon as they advanced through the midfield, they were strongly intercepted. The foot hit the ball to the front court, and a simple and direct counterattack quickly took shape.

With his back to the penalty area, Fran nodded the football with his head. Fan Bizhuang caught up with the ball. Originally, he wanted to hit the goal directly, but the visiting team did not discount his defense. From the beginning of the game until now, his The activeness has made every player of the visiting team tense. As soon as he got the ball, Zabaleta immediately entangled him, and the central defender Moises also rushed out of the penalty area quickly, forming a siege with his teammates.

The shooting route has been completely blocked. Fan Bizhuang can only helplessly push the ball diagonally to the side. He is eager to score a goal, but he is not a fool. He knows that he can't do it, but he deliberately hits the south wall. This is not persistence , but his head is missing a string, no matter how willful he is, he will not make fun of the overall interests of the team.

The full-back Harvey Wenta came straight up from the wing, because the visiting team's defensive attention was focused on the middle of the penalty area, and there was a large space on the right. After a slow adjustment, he confidently passed the ball into the penalty area.

Fran, who was in front of the point, kicked off the ground while moving towards the penalty spot, and Fan Bizhuang did not neglect, threw away Zabaleta, rushed straight into the penalty area, and then jumped up.

"The cross from Harvey Wenta, he kicked the football with great confidence, the arc is very good, this is a high-quality cross!"

"Diego Forlan took off from the front point to compete for the top, and Fan followed closely behind! Two points before and after, the two formed an outflanking trend!"

"Fan's jump is really high... So far in this game, Fan's performance has been very positive. The team's two goals are directly related to him, but judging by his appearance, he wants to score more. A goal! I wonder if his wish will come true this time..."

"Fan shook his head... Oh my God, the football was passed too high and Fan missed it! The football slid over his head!"

The football first rushed over Forlan's head, the Uruguayan had expected this, in fact, he played a role in diverting the defense's sight, and as soon as Xaviventa's pass left the ground, he knew that the ball was not for His, at this height, he couldn't reach it even with all his strength, so while he was jumping up, he still had the leisure to look back in mid-air.

As he expected, Fan Bizhuang had already followed, and he jumped up and shook his head. He was already thinking in his heart that if the goal was scored, he would punish Fan Bizhuang even more tomorrow.

But the next moment, he was stunned. He saw the jumping Fan Bizhuang shaking his head, and then... there was no more, the football slid over Fan Bizhuang's head, and Fan Bizhuang didn't touch the football !

It's over!
This is a term used to describe a central defender making a mistake in clearing a siege, but it is also extremely appropriate here. Fan Bizhuang failed to touch the football, and the visiting team central defender Jalke, who jumped up with him, also failed to touch the football. Both of them "came to the top"!
"The ball is a bit... well, neither Fran nor Van can touch the ball!"

"Of course, the defenders couldn't touch it either, and the football continued to slide forward and fell straight to the rear point!"

"An excellent opportunity to expand the score, alas, what a pity...Wait! Who is this! No. 22! It's No. 22 Giuseppe Rossi!"

The commentators at the scene all screamed.

When the football was about to draw out the left sideline of the penalty area, Rossi, who had been reduced to a winger, suddenly hit him. He lifted his left foot slightly, facing the falling football with his arch, and the football flew into the penalty area again. .

This change was too sudden. The players on both ends of the offense and defense could not have expected it. They were all insufficiently prepared, and the penalty area was in chaos.

Among the chaotic army, Fran, who had already landed, had bright eyes, and the football fell straight down in his direction in a parabolic trajectory.

"Fan, it's not my fault that I don't pass the ball to you. It's a blessing from heaven. You work so hard but can't find a good scoring opportunity. I'm just sitting at home and I'm so happy. So, a goal is a must. It depends on character, ha, my character is really good today!"

"Look at me scoring another goal, scoring twice!"

Fran excitedly took a shooting posture with his bow and arrow. A defender suddenly realized that he quickly stretched his leg to block it, but it was too late. Fran's right foot had already hit the football fiercely, and the football was like a swimming dragon. , "嗖~", galloped towards the goal.

"MLGBD!"

Fan Bizhuang saw Fran winking at him before shooting, and rolled his eyes depressedly.He worked so hard and ran so exhaustingly, but he didn't gain anything at all. Fran, this guy leisurely, got another good chance to score goals. How lucky is he!
The thought just flashed in his mind quickly, but Fan Bizhuang's eyes turned to the goal.

Not only him, almost all the fans stood up with their fists clenched at this moment. As soon as the football hit the net, they burst into applause like a wave.

"boom--"

A muffled sound sounded.

Alsace shouted subconsciously: "The Italian boy made a second pass, Fran volleyed the ball, and the ball went in... What's going on? The ball didn't go in? My God, the football hit the crossbar. Goal missed, blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah! ? This ball is too difficult to handle..."

There were bursts of low sighs at the scene first, and then the expressions of the fans became tense again. The scene on the field made them unable to help but tighten their hearts.

in the field.

The football blocked by the goal did not fall far. Under Fran's astonished eyes, the football bounced into the air, and then fell to the top of the penalty area.

Fan Bizhuang has been paying attention to the goal. When the football hits the crossbar heavily and bounces up, he immediately moves, almost turning his back to the top of the penalty area.

His reaction is fast, but the reaction of the players on the visiting team is not slow. When he moved, Zabaleta, who was completely transformed into his follower, also moved almost at the same time, and he also quickly moved towards the direction of the football. rush away.

Fan Bizhuang had the advantage of starting first, and he did reach the position first, but because he came backwards, Zabaleta wisely chose to stick to the football knowing that he would not be able to touch the football first. Fan Bizhuang, don't let him have a chance to turn around successfully.

What surprised him was that Fan Bizhuang, who was almost leaning against him with his body, suddenly pressed against him, and he suddenly felt his body sink, and then, Fan Bizhuang's body was completely Tilting, with his back almost facing the goal, his body volleyed sideways, and with the help of his inertia, he kicked the football hard with his right foot in a volley half-barb posture.

This is an unexpected shot, but also a very imaginative shot, which is extremely difficult.

The audience was silent, the fans opened their eyes wide, clenched their fists, and were too nervous to make a sound, and Pellegrini on the coach's bench also jumped up suddenly, looking at the stadium without blinking, he His mouth was slightly opened, and Fan Bizhuang's magical shot left him speechless.

At the Love Song Stadium, only the on-site commentator Alsace’s high voice mixed with tension and excitement: "Fan—Fan—shot—sideways volley barb! Fan has already flown—this ball, can it be scored?"

The answer is yes.

One second, Alsace's tone was doubtful, but the next second, Alsace's voice became affirmative.

The football is like a cannonball, with extremely strong momentum and perfect angle. Kameni leaped across the body, but it was in vain. The football rushed directly into the upper left corner of the goal without hindrance, a theoretical dead corner.

Imaginative shots, goals full of violence and beauty!
Like a precious work of art, flawless!

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! GOOOOOOOOOOAL! There is no doubt that the best goal of this round of the league was born, and its creator is... Fan! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!"

Alsace yelled frantically again and again with a slightly trembling voice, but his screams were quickly drowned out by the crazy roars of tens of thousands of fans in the audience, and all the fans jumped up from their seats , Fisting vigorously, roaring vigorously, for such a wonderful and amazing goal, only the most primitive roar can vent the shocking emotions in their hearts.

"Fan! Fan! Fan!!! God Strike! This is a real God Strike!"

"This is a move that only superstars can make! This is a goal that only the greatest legends in the world can score! My God, to be able to see such a magical and beautiful goal in a small town, I really have no regrets in my life !"

"Fan is amazing! He gave us a big surprise!"

(End of this chapter)