Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

The fans in the stands stood up.

"Come on, Ibrahimovic!"

"One more!"

"Come on beautiful!"

"..."

Qin Feng also rushed to the sidelines, the goal was scored, 4:1, the Liaodong team held the championship trophy with one hand!

But soon he frowned again.

Someone has already caught up behind Ibrahimovic!

Hearing the cheers from the audience, Ibrahimovic was buoyant, and his feet were much lighter.

The top of the arc in the penalty area is just around the corner.

Opposite Shenhua goalkeeper Ou Chuliang attacked.

Ibrahimovic raised his eyebrows, and the fans said a beautiful one, so come one!

Lightly dial the ball to the right, fake shot and real dunk.

Ibrahimovic swayed past the goalkeeper, kicked and pushed...

Suddenly there was an exclamation from the stands.

Shenhua's central defender and captain Cheng Yaodong returned to the defense and took advantage of Ibrahimovic's forward space to steal the ball successfully.

Ibrahimovic staggered and fell, glanced at the expressionless referee, and he slapped the ground in frustration.

Qin Feng also sighed, what a pity.

If Ibrahimovic kicks directly, the goal will most likely be scored.

At that time, Liaodong will lead by 3 goals in the first round, and the Shenhua team will be powerless to return to the home court.

Now...

After taking a long breath, Qin Feng immediately felt relieved.

Cruyff always said not to be too harsh on the team.

Liaodong scored 3 goals and everyone performed well, that's enough.

Everyone has a growth process. Ibrahimovic, who has just passed the school year, is not yet a great leader who will cross the five major leagues in the future.

At this age, it's normal to love to show off your skills in front of fans.

Qin Feng slapped the field and gave Ibrahimovic a thumbs up at the same time.

Eevee's eyes stood up.

That boy Qin, are you kidding me?

When he was complaining about Qin Feng in his heart.

The fans in the stands exclaimed again.

Shenhua launched a quick counterattack after stealing the ball. Qi Hong crossed Shen Sier on the right side of the midfield and broke through Zhao Jiayi's defense.

Just after passing the center line, Qi Hong lifted the ball directly to the Liaodong penalty area.

There is not much time in the game, and Shenhua is playing more and more easily.

But simpler is often more effective!

The Liaodong team's air defense ability is average, and Zhang Anhua has improved after Qin Feng added points.

However, Xu Dong still has certain flaws in his judgment of the high ball.

Especially facing the Shenhua striker, Xie Hui, who is good at grabbing points with headers and has a strong impact, Xu Dong is even more powerless.

In the Liaodong restricted area.

Xie Hui took off while running at high speed, overwhelmed Xu Dong, and shook his head in the air to attack the goal.

Textbook-like "lion head shake".

Xie Hui's header was very close to Liaodong's goal, just outside the small penalty area.

This shot, except for the old man Banks who saved Bailey's penalty at the same distance, no one can recover.

The Liaodong team is about to concede again!

3：1和3：2，领先2球和领先1球，完全是一个天上一个地下！

There is still time, once the goal is scored, Shenhua, whose morale is up, may still have the possibility of an equalizer!

Xie Hui's kicked football rushed to the lower left corner of the goal, the speed was too fast to see the number.

The football hit the goal line, and it bounced into the goal.

Liaodong fans in the stands covered their heads with their hands, and many timid female fans even covered their eyes.

All the players on the Liaodong team turned their heads and looked towards the goal in astonishment.

Qin Feng had already gritted his teeth and clenched his fists on the sidelines.

His palms were covered with sweat, and he was so nervous that he forgot to breathe.

Suddenly a big hand wearing a red and white glove slammed between the football and the goal.

The football slammed into the big hand and flew high, crossing the door frame and crossing the baseline.

It's Liu Jiansheng!

He used a movement similar to an army falling sideways to limit Xie Hui's header from very close at hand!

The audience was silent for half a second, and the pot exploded with a bang.

"What did I see, what did I see!"

"It's so close, the ball is so fast, it's blocked!"

"Lao Six, Sixth Brother, Sixth Master, amazing!"

"Liu Jiansheng's reaction speed is too fast!"

"The reaction is fast, the action is also fast, just now it was almost like a soldier!"

"This is the same god-level rescue as Banksy's save of the century!"

"Who else, I'll ask who else..."

"..."

Liu Jiansheng's god-level save instantly ignited the entire stadium.

Regardless of whether they were on or off the court, everyone jumped up, and the huge cheers made the ground tremble.

Coach's bench.

Qin Feng, Cruyff, Van Basten...all the substitute staff of the Liaodong team were shocked!

Even those world-class goalkeepers.

Being able to make such an extreme rescue once in a lifetime is enough to go down in history.

How did Liu Jiansheng do it? !

His movements are almost exactly the same as 28 years ago, when Mr. Banks saved Brazil Pele's header on the goal line.

Everyone looked at Liu Jiansheng who was lying in front of the door like a monster, with his mouth so wide that he could stuff an entire football into it.

"Well done, Liu, that's it!"

Suddenly there was a loud roar from behind.

Qin Feng turned around in astonishment.

No matter what happened, Mr. Banks, who was extremely calm, suddenly jumped up from the coach's bench and rushed to the sidelines.

"You did it Liu, guard your honor, protect the honor of the team, you did it!"

Roaring and roaring, the old man blushed and clapped vigorously.

Qin Feng's heart was burning with excitement, and he clapped his hands.

Cruyff, Van Basten, Gentile, Qian Zhisong... One after another, they all gave Liu Jiansheng and Mr. Banks applause.

In the stands, more than 50000 Liaodong fans, and outside the stadium, countless spectators watching the live broadcast of the game, all clapped their hands red.

The applause was like a wave, refreshing.

"Liu Jiansheng, door god, Liaodong door god!"

In the studio of Longvision, Sun Shengping was so excited that he couldn't help himself, "This is a door-to-door rescue beyond the limits of human beings!"

"In the past, we could only enjoy this scene in high-level foreign competitions."

"But today, this scene really happened before our eyes. It happened in a football match in our Dragon Kingdom. I am extremely proud!"

"That's right!"

Zhang Lu stood up, put his hands on the table and yelled, "Liu Jiansheng, 'Century Fight' is back!"

"This is the perfect combination of strength and wisdom, and the ultimate embodiment of responsiveness!"

"It's so beautiful, so wonderful!"

"Besides these two simple words of praise, I can't think of more appropriate words of praise!"

On the other side, Han Qiaozheng's eyes were red from crying.

He took off his glasses, rubbed the corners of his eyes, and said with a sob: "We saw that Liu Jiansheng took Mr. Gordon Banks' gloves before going on stage."

"This is a great legacy!"

"It is the inheritance of unyielding football will!"

"It is the unremitting pursuit of football players from generation to generation..."

As he spoke, Han Qiao was weeping uncontrollably.

On the TV screen, Liu Jiansheng's saving action just now was replaying non-stop, and countless viewers were extremely shocked by Liu Jiansheng's pounce.

When they came back to their senses, everyone applauded vigorously at the same time.

They also did not expect that they would enjoy such a wonderful scene in the Long Guo Football Association Cup.

So enjoyable, so cool!

It turns out that the Dragon Country players are not bad, they can also play as shocking games as those foreigners!

A sense of pride welled up, and many old fans shed tears of excitement.

The scene of the game.

He fell to the ground and Liu Jiansheng sat up.

He turned and glanced at the out-of-bounds football.

Turning his head, Liu Jiansheng raised his head to the sky and roared silently. Two lines of tears washed away the dirt and grass clippings on his face, dripped to the ground, and slowly seeped into the turf of Wulihe Stadium.

He threw up his hands violently.

Those red and white gloves shine brightly under the light...

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