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Chapter 315 Lore?Absolutely flat! !

Jueping, not lore!

But in essence, there is no difference. At the most critical moment, when the team needed someone to step forward, Fan Bizhuang stepped forward and saved the team's fate with a powerful header. , It also gave his Captain Shi a perfect start!

Two games, two goals, but a total of four points for the team, which can be said to be worth a thousand dollars!
There is nothing more exciting than a stoppage time lore. When the Bernabéu stadium fell into silence, all the visiting team players on the field became crazy. The teammates roared and roared towards Fan Bizhuang, Nihat Throwing Fan Bizhuang to the ground, a group of people all jumped up!

"Come in! Come in!! Come in!!! Little rookie, no, captain, what are you doing...beautiful!"

"Lore! Another lore! God, how did you do it!"

"I feel as if I had a dream, a dream so perfect and exciting that I don't want to wake up! Fan, it's amazing! It's really amazing!"

Amidst the screams of the on-site commentator shouting "GOAL", the players of the visiting team were also screaming.

Casillas stood in front of the door, shaking his head helplessly, with disappointment written all over his face.His performance in this game is already very good, and he even made a few world-class wonderful saves. He thought that he could get back the field he lost in the last game, but he didn't expect that the game was coming to an end. , the gate he guarded was pierced again.And it was the same person who broke his goal twice!

One season, two matches, one goal each time, one defeat and one draw, this is the "gift" Fan Bizhuang gave him!
The Spanish national gate had an urge to scold her mother, but after a long while it finally turned into a sigh and fell silent.He suddenly felt that this young Chinese boy in front of him must be his nemesis, as long as he meets him, nothing good will happen.

Raul was also looking at the young captain who was under the pressure of his teammates, shaking his head and sighing helplessly.At the last moment, the score was equalized by the opponent's lore. It seems that this game will end in a draw.Facing the same opponent in a season, but it is difficult to win a victory, this kind of embarrassing history has not appeared in Real Madrid for a long time, right?
Schuster stood on the sidelines, first waved angrily, then calmed down and sighed softly.Villarreal's No. 23 young player left a deep impression on him when the two teams met for the first time, and he proposed to the club to introduce him during the winter transfer period.

The club has issued an invitation to this teenager, but unfortunately, the other party does not seem to be interested in Real Madrid.

"If I had been more resolute at the beginning, maybe I would have brought him to the Bernabéu. Then, maybe this conceded goal would not have happened?"

Schuster fantasized about this, and slowly walked back to the coach's bench.He knew that the game was over.

On the other side of the coach's bench, Pellegrini, Mr. Ruben and others had already hugged excitedly. They had already given up hope, but Fan Bizhuang's header scored a goal from the sky. The winning streak ended without a problem, but the results of six wins and one tie in the seven rounds of the league are enough to make the most critical media and fans only send endless praises.

Breaking away from the encirclement of his teammates, Fan Bizhuang lightly stroked the armband on his right arm, with a bright smile of satisfaction on his face.

When he raised his head again, his expression froze for an instant. At some point, Hosico had walked out of the player tunnel again, and was nodding at him with a smile.

"Good job, boy!"

Fan Bizhuang understood the slightly opened mouth of the old captain, and with a bright smile on his face, he clenched his fists and nodded fiercely in that direction.

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Two short and one long whistles sounded, and the game finally came to an end.There were noisy sounds from the stands of the Bernabéu stadium, but more home fans shook their heads speechlessly.On the contrary, the few fans of the visiting team, with only a few hundred people, looked very happy, and they were so excited that they couldn't find the north - people who didn't know thought that Villarreal won the game. In fact, the scene The score of 1:1 is clearly printed on the electronic scoreboard.

"The game is over! The game is over! Real Madrid unfortunately only got a draw at their home court. Although only one point will not change their position in the league standings, this result still makes the fans more or less disappointed. We are disappointed. After all, this is the Bernabéu. After all, Real Madrid has a great advantage in most of the game. Whoever it is, the result of one point will not be reconciled!"

"But this is football! It doesn't mean whoever is strong will win the final victory. Unpredictability, full of surprises and changes, this is the real charm of football!"

"Ha, for Villarreal, despite the suspension of their six-game winning streak and the club's new record starting from scratch, to be able to take a point from this great stadium, from the mighty Real Madrid, They are already very satisfied. Congratulations to Submarine, they performed very tenaciously today, and one point is the best reward for their perseverance!"

The commentators in the commentary are still publishing their respective game summaries, and the players on both sides are already preparing to leave the field.Fan Bizhuang took his teammates to the stands of the fans of the visiting team, and expressed his gratitude to the fans who came to cheer for the team.

This process naturally aroused bursts of cheers and applause from the fans of the visiting team. Most of these praises were given to Fan Bizhuang. The fans couldn't be more satisfied with this young man who has just ascended the throne of the small town No more satisfaction.

Whenever the team is in trouble, whenever the team can't start the situation, Fan Bizhuang can always step forward and be the savior in danger.This boy let them see the bright future of the team.

"Fan-Fan-"

"King! King!"

"You are the best! Always!"

Fan Bizhuang casually let go of the hairband on his head, his long hair dripping with sweat fluttered in the night wind, and waved his hands towards the stands, screaming again and again.

"What a pushy fellow!"

Fernandez pouted dejectedly.He was in a bad mood. In fact, in his opinion, because of the team's tactics, Fan Bizhuang's performance throughout the game was average and he failed to show his own characteristics.When the head coach made substitutions and adjustments, he thought that he would have a chance to play. After all, when he couldn't start the situation, his small and quick self could help the team even more.

But in the end, Pellegrini still trusted Fan Bizhuang unreservedly. Although the facts proved that this trust was not wrong, Fernandez just felt uncomfortable.

Why, this guy does nothing most of the time, doesn't he just score a goal?If I was replaced earlier, maybe I can do this too, and I can also help the team score goals!
Thinking about it this way, Fernandez has a clear understanding. He is famous in both the scorer list and the assist list. He scored two goals in two games and helped the team grab four points. This kind of player is in such a good state that he is hot. The head coach There's no reason not to use it.More importantly, no matter how Fan Bizhuang performed most of the time on the field, there were always bright spots in the end, which made him not know where to start.

So judging from this situation, if I want to counterattack and grab the main position, I still have a long way to go!

Fan Bizhuang played handsome at the fans for a while, pretended to be aggressive and was about to leave, but he didn't expect that two oncoming figures suddenly stopped him.

"This scene seems familiar, doesn't it?"

Looking at the two familiar faces in front of him, Fan Bizhuang was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing.Isn't that right, after the first round of confrontation between the two teams, Casillas and Raul also stopped him, and now it's coming again. Is this going to be a repeat of yesterday?

Both Casillas and Raul were topless. The former looked depressed, while the latter also had a helpless expression. Both of them raised their jerseys and nodded at Fan Bizhuang, saying nothing And metaphor.

This is a problem of choosing one or the other. Fan Bizhuang rested his chin and lowered his head in thought.

The depression on Casillas's face became stronger, and he complained like a resentful woman: "I have a grudge against you, Fan? Every time I see you, nothing good happens, either you score a goal, or Rejected by you... You rejected me last time, you will not do it again this time, right? Anyway, I am also a star player, how about some face?"

The tone was sad, but it was ridiculed, and the two were very familiar with each other in private. Fan Bizhuang knew that the other party was not really angry, so he grinned, took two steps to the left, and took Raul's jersey. In his hand, he took off his jersey and handed it to the Real Madrid captain.

Casillas held his forehead speechlessly: "Sure enough... I knew..."

Raul laughed loudly, patted his teammate and friend on the shoulder triumphantly, and then gave Fan Bizhuang a look of "you really have vision".

"This season, you have scored two goals for us and grabbed four points from us. Even as an opponent, I have to say something to you... amazing!"

Raul gave Fan Bizhuang a thumbs up, Fan Bizhuang nodded in response, and then turned to Casillas, "I sent you a jersey last time, anyway, you have it, this time I will give it to Gonza Reese."

"I don't think I need to ask you to exchange jerseys in the future. It's definitely not a good thing. I think even more. If I want your jersey and autograph in the future, I can get it at any time."

Casillas muttered a joke, and Fan Bizhuang could naturally hear the meaning behind the joke. He waved his hand and turned away without any response.

"What a cold fellow."

Looking at Fan Bizhuang's back, Casillas complained.

Raul smiled slightly, and patted his friend on the shoulder again: "You just met him, he has always been like this. But he seems really not interested in what you said. To be precise, he Not interested in us."

"Perhaps, who can say what will happen in the future?" Casillas shrugged, "Rejecting now does not mean that this will be his lifetime wish. Time can change many people and many things. .Maybe one day, he will think about changing to a better and bigger stage?"

"That's right." Raul nodded, turned around, "Let's go, Igor."

(End of this chapter)