A devastating blow fell on the Etihad Stadium.

The bright red scoreboard of Manchester City (1) 1:1 (5) Barcelona on the big screen showed true despair.

Barcelona players celebrated wildly on the field.

It was as if the game was over.

Manchester City players hung their heads in silence, not knowing what to do.

There was still plenty of time in the game.

But it gave Manchester City players a feeling of entering a countdown.

Only Su Fei.

His expression remained firm.

He trotted to his own goal, patted James on the shoulder, and picked up the football.

"Come on, we can win. Believe me."

James looked up in astonishment and saw Su Fei smiling faintly.

The dry desert in his heart.

It was as if a spring appeared, and clear water began to gurgle out.

Yes.

Believe.

At this moment, there was only belief.

Su Fei ran all the way back to the center circle with the football in his arms, constantly encouraging his depressed teammates beside him.

"Smile, Old Sun!"

"It's okay, Luca!"

"We still have a chance, Gareth!"

"Antonio!..."

Su Fei's behavior was noticed by the Barcelona players.

Eto'o covered his mouth in surprise and whispered to Xavi beside him.

"This kid is quite optimistic."

"Yeah."

Xavi nodded and frowned slightly.

He didn't expect that when all his teammates almost lost their fighting spirit, Su Fei could still smile and encourage his teammates.

Manchester City side.

Su Fei's few simple encouragements certainly couldn't directly inspire his teammates to burst out with high morale.

But Manchester City players quickly adjusted their half-court positions.

Showed their attitude.

No matter what the result is, they can't be completely knocked down before the whistle of the game ends!

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The middle circle of the game is reopened.

Manchester City, led by Su Fei, continues to implement the idea of ​​​​fierce attack.

Maybe it was the mentality of leading by a large score.

Maybe it was because of playing away.

Or.

Manchester City's preparations and adjustments in the past half month have played a significant role.

Barcelona's defense today.

A bit bad.

......

8 minutes and 4 seconds into the game.

Su Fei received the ball in the front court and was surrounded by Barcelona.

Turned back.

Passed the ball to Modric behind him.

Modric made a long diagonal pass to Gareth Bale on the left.

The Welsh youngster approached the right corner of the penalty area, kicked the ball, and tried a long shot.

The football flew over the crossbar.

...

11 minutes and 4 seconds into the game.

Leo Messi received Deco's pass on the right side.

Accelerated by dribbling the ball.

Crossed the center line.

Sun Jihai took the initiative.

Directly hit Leo Messi and successfully took the ball.

A cheer rang out at the Etihad Stadium.

Sun Jihai sent a straight long pass before Messi's counterattack.

Knight unloaded the ball sideways, faced Deco, changed direction at high speed, and successfully passed.

Knight approached the front three offensive zones.

Without waiting for Thuram's pressing, he decisively sent a long pass from the top of the penalty area in the middle.

Where the football landed.

Su Fei headed the ball, and the angle was slightly right under the confrontation.

This header was caught by Valdes.

......

At 15 minutes and 34 seconds of the game.

Manchester City's offensive resumed.

Cannavaro made a super long pass from the backcourt.

Accurately found Cassano on the left.

Facing Van Bronckhorst, the Barry boy picked up the ball and changed direction, changed line and cut inside, and rushed straight into the penalty area.

Van Bronckhorst did not expect Cassano's change of direction to break through so quickly.

Subconsciously reached out and pulled.

Cassano was dragged down.

Beep!

The referee blew the whistle.

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In the ESPN live broadcast room, Wang Tao's eyes lit up.

"Set-piece!"

"One step to the right of the penalty area!"

"Manchester City got a very good set-piece opportunity!"

"In the past 10 minutes!"

"Manchester City did a good job in the attack!"

"This set-piece!"

"It's a reward for their active attack!"

"It depends on whether Manchester City can seize this opportunity."

"Yeah."

"No doubt."

"It's Su Fei who stepped onto the penalty spot!"

On the court.

Van Bronckhorst wanted to complain to the referee, but was stopped by his teammate Puyol.

Etihad Stadium, 50,000 fans in the standsFive thousand Blue Moon fans held their breath in anticipation.

Players from both sides gathered in the Barcelona penalty area.

Cassano stood in front of Su Fei, using his body to fight hard and help Su Fei squeeze out more shooting space.

Everyone knew it.

Manchester City, eager to score, would definitely choose to shoot directly.

Su Fei stood on the penalty spot.

He took a deep breath.

In front of him was a wall of people made up of the bodies of Barcelona players.

After the referee signaled.

Su Fei started instantly, took a step, and raised his right leg high.

He used all his strength to hit the bottom of the football.

"Bang!!!"

The explosion sounded.

In the face of many obstacles, Su Fei still firmly chose to shoot with heavy artillery without any fancy moves.

Football.

It penetrated all the defenses in front of the Barcelona goal.

Before Barcelona goalkeeper Valdes could react, it crossed the goal line.

"GGGGG----OOOOO----AAAAA----LLLLL!"

"GGGGOOOOAAAALLLL!"

"GOAL!!"

"Su Fei's direct free kick!"

"The ball goes in!"

"2:1!!"

"In the 16th minute of the game, Manchester City scores another goal!"

Compared to Su Fei's excitement for the first goal, the two commentators in the ESPN live broadcast room were much calmer.

Nothing else.

Just subconsciously afraid.

Just after Su Fei scored a goal, Ronaldinho immediately returned one.

Manchester City can score.

Barcelona can also score.

Whether Manchester City can continue this offensive and ensure that Barcelona's attack is blocked is the key.

However, the Blue Moon fans at the Etihad Stadium.

are still very satisfied.

Scoring two goals against Barcelona in 16 minutes is much better than being scored 4 times in the first round without any chance of fighting back.

"Su!!"

"Su!!"

"Su!!"

The shouts of 55,000 Blue Moon fans rang out again.

But Su Fei still did not celebrate.

Run to the goal.

Continue to hold the ball and return to the center circle.

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On the side of the court, Rijkaard couldn't help but look up at the time.

16 minutes and 59 seconds.

The Dutch touched his ears.

Seeing Su Fei score again, he had an illusion that the game had been going on for a long time.

Unexpectedly, it was not even 20 minutes.

Less than 20 minutes.

Manchester City scored 2 goals?

Combined with Manchester City's fierce offensive in the past ten minutes.

Subtle uneasiness.

Rising from the bottom of the Dutch heart.

To be honest, Manchester City today, except for the goal given to Ronaldinho.

At other times.

They did exceptionally well on both offense and defense.

So good.

It made the Dutch feel a little strange.

Compared with the Manchester City team that was abused in the first round, it was like two different teams...

"Defense!!"

"I need to strengthen my defense!"

"Return to defense quickly!"

Rijkaard couldn't help but shout at the players on the field.

Not far away.

Stuart heard the Dutchman directing the team.

He looked at Rijkaard unexpectedly.

Then he shouted without hesitation.

"Attack!"

"Keep attacking like this!"

"Score!"

"We still need to score!!"

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