"It's really wonderful! This ball Falcao picked beautifully, and Ding Yue shot calmly!"

Duan Xuan explained unwillingly, explaining that the high temperature in the commentary room made his sweat and the players on the court have a fight, but after experiencing the pants door, he could only obediently put on long pants.

Zhang Lu's originally low voice was also beaten by Ding Yue's injection.

"The head coaches of both sides completed the tricks in the process of studying the details, and competed in skill and patience in the game of suppression and counter-suppression. Barcelona relied on Sergio Busquets-Messi's strong axis to control the tempo of the game for most of the game, while Atletico Madrid showed great tenacity and patience in defence and relied on a surprise counter-attack from Ding Yue to get a great chance, and the insistence on the core of the established tactics finally allowed them to score a goal each. It's a collision of two different styles!"

Director Zhang's name is not in vain, and it suddenly points out the persistence of both sides and the highlights of this game.

The camera switched back to the live broadcast from the continuous slow-motion replay, Ding Yue clenched his fists and waved towards the stands of Atletico Madrid's diehard fans, and the scene was a little louder.

"Director Zhang, Ding Yue really slapped some people in the face now. French League 1 is a league that brushes data, and this goal definitely put all the controversy down. ”

Zhang Lu looked at Duan Xuan, who was overjoyed, and agreed with his point of view, "That's right, with the arrival of Simeone, Ding Yue did usher in the spring of La Liga. ”

"yes....hey, Gabi! This ball is outside the box. ”

Duan Xuan's heart tightened, and the voice of the commentary trembled slightly.

On the field, Gabby stretched out his foot to Messi, who suddenly cut inward, but Messi's feet were too fast. grabbed the first stab, and then Gabi could only stop Messi's man.

The referee stood resolutely on the line of the penalty area. Barcelona players are taking penalties, and Atletico Madrid players are complaining about Messi's diving.

After showing a yellow card to an overly emotional Turan, the Atletico players calmed down.

Courtois began to command the human wall.

"Four! Ding Yue, go away, damn it, short man!" Courtois was a little dissatisfied with Ding Yue's height.

"you!" Ding Yue's kindness was not reciprocated, and he felt that he had withdrawn from the four-person front.

Messi stood in front of the ball, covering his mouth and discussing with Xavi how the ball should be punished.

The free-kick was about twenty-five yards from goal on the left flank.

Ding Yue ran outside the penalty area line, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

Courtois was also directing his team-mates to slap the wall in an attempt to block Messi's shot.

The human wall has been set up.

Everyone was waiting for referee Perez Lhasa to blow the whistle. This angle is more suitable for Harvey's right foot.

Ding Yue stared at Messi. I saw him exchange a few words with the referee...

Courtois was still communicating loudly with Thiago in the human wall, and Ding Yue's mind exploded.

"Grass, keep the goal!" Ding Yue rushed to the penalty area and shouted at Courtois, only to see that the ball had flown over.

Courtois took two quick steps from the left side of the goal to the right, and the ball had smashed into the bottom of the goal line!

Free kick shot!

Courtois looked confused at Ding Yue, who had a hideous face.

"I'm a foul!" Courtois ignored Ding Yue and rushed straight towards referee Perez Lhasa.

But there are already people who are faster than him. Gabi asked with suppressed emotions against the referee, "The ball didn't blow the whistle." ”

"There was no card for this foul, the wall had receded enough to reach 9.15 meters, and no staff asked to enter the venue... There is no problem with this ball. Perez-Razak pushed Gabi's chest with both hands and motioned for Gabi to step back.

"you! there's nothing wrong with this ball? you're X!" Gabby roared angrily at Perez-Rasa.

Pérez Lhasa shut up and showed his attitude by pulling out a yellow card from the bag on his chest with his right hand.

……

When the dust settled, the Atletico player paid the price for two yellow cards and didn't let the goal be disallowed.

The Barcelona players celebrated the 'smart' goal with all their might.

Courtois also received a yellow card.

Both hands slapped their thighs angrily and in annoyance, although Messi's ball shot at a very awkward angle, but the power was not great, and he could definitely save the ball if he was in a good position.

But just like that, the chicken was stolen!

"Grass!"

Courtois vented his frustration with Messi to the referee towards the sky, this goal is too unreasonable!

Ding Yue shook his head and smiled bitterly, reasonable, there are many unreasonable things in this world, and after going to the bathtub to wash me, I still have to take the bathtub.

What a mess ... Ding Yue shook his head, ran forward, kicked off as soon as possible, and recovered the score, this is the most important thing.

Falcao was already stepping on the ball.

There wasn't much conversation, just the sound of Gabi clapping and shouting at his teammates, 'There's still time for the game, we can catch up'.

Honk!

The referee stopped the game again.

Ding Yue glanced sideways, and Perez-Lhasa rushed towards Atletico Madrid's coaching command area.

Simeone complained to the fourth official on the sidelines, but the emotion....Ding Yuewan could imagine his anger.

Perez-Lhasa warned Simeone, Simeone replied with a few words, and Simeone was warned.

Ning Que was very satisfied with his previous performance in a single-knife situation, and after some venting, most of his depression in the first half of the season had been relieved, but he didn't expect that less than three minutes later, the score would be rewritten again.

Seeing Salvio biting his lip and looking at Messi with a slightly dull gaze, he thought to himself that this scene was really nothing new, and sure enough, Barcelona forced the momentum down, this plot is really cliché.

And if it was said that it gave so much hope at the beginning, and now it directly knocks everyone back into a depressed state at the beginning, who can cheer up this slump?

Do you really expect yourself to do another unreasonable back-to-back shovel? This is also a cliché idea, and Busquets will not give himself another chance.

But no matter what the result of tonight's game is, Ding Yue is worthy of everyone.

Taking advantage of the referee's 'friendly' communication and negotiation with Simeone, Falcao was already standing in front of Ding Yue, his expression was very angry, his eyes were quite firm, and his intention to win back the score was obvious.

"Got an idea?"

Falcao shook his head and said with a sad expression: "My physical strength is about the same, I mean, you come." ”

Ding Yue pointed to himself, sighed and said, "Is it possible?"

Falcao looked at Salvio and said silently, "Who else do you think you can rely on?"

Ding Yue looked at the Atletico Madrid flag still waving in the stands and was silent.

Since Simeone's arrival, Atletico have had a smooth ride.

Facing Barcelona, who had invincible control ability, he didn't have much confidence that he would be able to make another miraculous run.

"It can only be you!"

Falcao looked at him and said, then walked back to his place, looked at Turan not far away, and shouted, "Can you still not run?"

The latter word was taught to them by Ding Yue.

Listening to Falco's words, shaking his head with a wry smile, Ding Yue's eyes turned to Messi again, at this time he stroked his long hair, and discussed something with Iniesta... Talking about how to play the Champions League next? This game is not over yet!

Sighing, echoing the ball just now, Ding Yue shook his head again, it was really terrible, and it was really shrewd. Sometimes he envies those who are particularly good at calculus, and he will even press the wrong calculator.

The referee returns to the field, blows the whistle, and the game continues!

Taking a deep breath, Ding Yue raised his head.

Busquets takes the ball and waits.

Ding Yue rushed forward.

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