National Treasure Striker [Football]

"Does Felix still have the stamina!" The commentator didn't look at anything else, and just rushed at Julian's posture of dribbling the ball across the midfield and leaving a group of people behind him. He felt that the goal was right!

From the moment he saw him start to accelerate with the ball, every time he passed a stand, there were fans in a stand shaking especially fiercely - if you look closely, they are all Italian fans!

Just as they had agreed in advance, they set up a "1"-shaped human wave. Wherever Julian ran, that position would be recessed. From a distance, it looked like someone holding a stick and urging him to get the ball. It's like moving forward.

This visual effect is no one else.

When Julian arrived in the midfield, he was intercepted by two or three people together, but he obviously expected such obstacles. He started to dribble past people from the midfield. This is the tradition of Arsenal!

Sink your shoulders to change the center of gravity, speed up to overtake, make another wave of balls, make a wave of outside cuts... It's not that difficult to pass others!

Bypassing the tall German defense line, the front is shining brightly!

Passing people is not that difficult Xiao Jiju stumbled past three people who blocked him, and struggled to survive under the interference of Schweinsteiger's sliding shovel. Neuer's figure is getting closer...everything indicates that this ball can be had!

The eldest brother was full of confidence and was ready to continue to speed up, but a force of sanctions came at the end of the game. He took a closer look and found that it was Lahm.

Regardless of the small size of the German captain, he is really good at sanctioning the opposing striker.It can be seen that he has studied a lot of Julian's extraordinary moves, and he really hooked the ball away.

Julian also reacted quickly. When Lahm blocked him, he would trip over himself. Seeing that the ball was gone, he kicked his right foot and turned back to grab it immediately.

I don't want to show off my footwork. What I'm fighting for now is speed, and I want to play fast breaks before most of the players are back on defense.

Ram turned around and passed the ball to Özil who was very close to him. Julian only had the ball in his eyes. As soon as Özil got the ball, he saw Julian following him!

The shadow of the whole game came head-on, and Ozil was shocked!

He turned around and was about to pass the ball to Klose, but his physical strength decreased and his reaction was slower. When he kicked the ball without exerting all his strength, Julian's leg arrived.

Julian stretched his legs to relieve a wave of force, and moved the ball towards Ozil's legs almost invisible to the naked eye in the direction of the ball's bounce, and then immediately ran behind Ozil!

This movement is very subtle, it happened in an instant, and from a distance, it can only be seen that there is no sloppy, especially clean and smooth movement, as if it was rehearsed thousands of times in advance and is so natural, but on the court, there is no paper talk!

Everyone knows that all the training can't predict the changes in advance, it all depends on the ball feel produced by the players themselves after tens of millions of training times, presenting wonderful details in just a few seconds that people watching can't react to!

This is a mystery that even the watchers cannot discover. If there is no slow-motion replay and analysis from various angles, people who don’t watch the ball at first glance, in a ten-second attack in the football world, it seems that there are only 11 players fooling around. Play after a ball.

The commentator said: "My God! It's so beautiful! What kind of talent is this?! This talent is so clever! Julian Felix—"

However, there is always a person who can use a unique and charming opening and closing in this world-renowned final, which is deeply reflected in the viewer's retina and firmly engraved in the bottom of my heart!

You may not be able to see clearly the extremely detailed reaction he made when he met a defensive player, but you can definitely see him chasing the ball persistently after losing the ball, and breaking the ball back to his feet again!

That is the appearance of never knowing how to write "give up", that is the appearance of chasing an unshakable victory, that is the passion that belongs to a period of pure struggle in youth!

As long as there is an opportunity, we must seize it!

Because there is no fear, so go forward!

He ran again, and this time there was almost no one standing in front of him. His opponents couldn't catch up with him, and neither could his teammates!

Narrator: "This Italian, this German, he can fly! He's flying!"

This kind of deja vu long-distance raid has been done by countless young football geniuses. They are the sons of God, the sons of the wind, and the boys chasing the wind. The shining existence of a person, they remain in the eternal good memory, hurting those who love them.

History will reincarnate, football will remember, there will always be people who are similar but completely different, bringing fans a hearty game feast!

Facing the last two defenders Boateng and Hummels who came up to block him, as well as Neuer who was stuck in his position, Julian suddenly slowed down.

Running too fast, you don't need to look back to know that your teammates are panting... This rhythm is very good, but Julian is too lazy to run.

Well, I was too lazy to run away, so I just shot the goal on the spot, so as not to cause complications and accidentally hit the street or something.

When Julian kicked his foot, it was a powerful and miraculous shot. After the kick, he didn't even look at it. He just sat down and lay down on his back.

Big brother is exhausted.

While he was sitting down, Neuer, who hastily retreated in front of the goal, threw himself back with all his strength. The ball touched it, but the force was so strong that it made one's scalp numb. There was nothing he could do but watch the ball go through the goal .

"Goooooooooooal!! 3-1! Julian Felix!! A lad who can't get enough of love! His brace puts Italy's doubts to rest - there's no doubt that Euro 2012 champions belong to the Italy!"

The camera followed his figure lying on the grass for a close-up. The Italian players, including Buffon in front of the goal, rushed over. They pressed forward collectively, and the adrenaline was overwhelmed by this kid's shot!

Panting like a dog can't stop them from being excited!

"Hey Julian, how do you know you can go in? You don't even look at the goal after the shot?"

"Arrogant enough, but I like it!"

Julian: "..." I couldn't breathe under the weight of this weight that added up to a thousand catties.

Forget it, Shuaibi with a soul of two hundred catties is not afraid of any tonnage.

At the bottom, he pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed wantonly: "Because I'm handsome~"

Shuaibi said he could get in, so he could get in.

Everyone: "..."

When everyone got up after celebrating enough, Buffon held Julian's face in his hands and rubbed it. Julian's hairstyle was unreadable. The hairspray his cousin gave him before the game stuck to the top of his head and forehead , but no one will care about it.

Julian grabbed the over-excited young player Buffon's wrist that was raging on his face, and said vaguely: "I'm so tired of holding back oil in my head, I'm tired of it." (Captain, don't rub it, I know I am sharp)

Buffon is really happy now. He likes Julian and thinks it doesn't matter if Julian and him squeeze in front of the goal for 90 minutes next time.Italy's real goalkeeper yelled at their fake goalkeeper: "Your brother's vision is extraordinary! He must be so happy today! I will treat the whole team to dinner after the game! You brothers must be the protagonist!"

The fake goalkeeper got up and smiled: "It must, the gift my brother promised me should also be fulfilled."

Buffon asked casually: "What gift?"

Julian pushed back all the broken hair in front of his forehead, and under his forehead full of sweat, a pair of eyes that became lighter because of pleasure were shining: "He himself, I told him, if we win After winning the European Cup, he will give himself to me..."

The Italian captain looked confused:? ? ?

Julian probably hasn't recovered yet, and he will be tired too, so he gasped for breath after speaking: "...the club."

Buffon, who played for Juventus with Marchisio: ? ? ?

Teammates fly away after a European Cup? !

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Marchisio was hugging his teammates who were also unable to play in the stands, and after the work was over, he sneezed three times in a row, probably because he was too excited.

He rubbed his nose, tried his best to ignore the sudden chills on his back, and stared at his cousin on the field with bright eyes, maybe it wasn't Youni who was thinking about him.

The game was about to start again, and Julian finally had the consciousness that he could delay the time for the team. He lazily waved to the Italian coach who had cooperated happily on the sidelines, and gestured for a substitution.

Hey, hey, brother can't walk anymore, he has cramps, he needs a stretcher to get down!

Except for the German team, no one has any opinions. The commentator compared the running data of all the players in this game. Julian's running mileage is higher than that of all players. The data is an astonishing 17000 meters, far exceeding No. .24000+ meters.

It's normal to have cramps when running. I tried my best.

Julian got off the field amidst applause from the crowd, and was dealt with by the team doctor.Prandelli smiled very heartily, the old man's pressure dissipated, looking at Julian was like looking at his own son.He came over to care about a wave of Julian and asked how he was doing.

Julian was not polite to him: "Sir, I want to eat bananas."

Prandelli slapped him on the face: "Why do you eat bananas? Eat meat directly after the game."

Julian looked innocent.Meat after the game?The competition is not over yet, counting the awards ceremony, the eldest brother will probably starve to death on the way to eat meat.

Prandelli took out a lollipop from his pocket, peeled it off and stuffed it in his mouth. After finishing the work, he patted Julian's shoulder earnestly: "Go back and take a shower, and go to weigh yourself."

Xiaojiju: "..."

Julian grumbled and crushed the lollipop, tsk, it smelled like tulips.

I kind of miss the captain.

Julian was also very happy to win the championship, but he was not that excited.After all, he got soft hands in his previous life. His biggest motivation to win now is actually seeing the people close to him smile from the heart because of the victory. Seeing them happy, Julian feels that playing football is a very happy thing.

After Julian walked into the player tunnel, he was alive and well, and the young man recovered quickly. He returned to the empty locker room humming a song, washed and put away the candy sticks, took a towel and clean jersey and went in to wash it for nothing. .

Fragrantly waiting for the awards

The game finally settled, and Italy is the new champion of this European Cup.The veterans on the team were too excited to cry themselves after the game.Veterans like them, who are on the verge of retirement with one foot and have played for more than ten years, can win a World Cup championship and a European Cup championship in their careers, and their lives are complete.

Right, don't hold on to not retiring, how fast you fall.

In the stands, a group of former Italian national team members who came to watch the game were busy editing congratulatory text messages. Now these seniors have a very good impression of Julian under Nesta’s introduction (bragging), and they can’t wait to see him later See this junior who was blown to the sky in my friend's INS.

At first I thought it was an exaggeration, but it turned out to be really awesome.

They finished texting their congratulations, and people with Twitter started tweeting again.

Learn from Nesta and Marchisio's puffing spirit, and the puffing will fall faster.

Then they saw #佑利安四国混血# on the hot search on Twitter, and they remembered that Julian was wearing a red jersey inside a blue jersey.

So that jersey is really Spanish?

Marchisio sat with these seniors, holding his daughter under one year old in his arms, with a full face: "Youni has a lot of aesthetics, isn't red and blue a good match?"

Since ancient times, red and blue produced CP, Spain and Italy were also good friends.

Everyone: "..."

What You Chuan No. 1 said seems to have some truth.

Everyone was still celebrating recklessly, seeing the well-washed little teammate, the great hero, come out, and unceremoniously brought Julian to play with him.

Julian glanced at them and saw through their intentions - didn't they just want to drag their elder brother to the mountains?

The three evils in human genes: bullying cuties, stepping on friends who bought new shoes, and dirtying people who smell good after taking a bath!

Julian ran away, but almost bumped into a small obstacle on the grass, and subconsciously picked him up because of the psychological shadow of rushing to the street.

When he picked it up, he had time to take a look. Julian looked down, disappointed because of the loss, and it was Ozil who stared blankly at him.

The eldest brother narrowed his eyes. In order to avoid being chased by his teammates, he didn't have time to lose him, so he simply ran away with him in his arms. While running, he thought for a while, and searched his head for comforting words: "Which team is this young man?" Poor thing, why don't you go home with Youni?"

Ozil: "..."