Compared to the passion that radiates in the night sky at the Bernabeu. In front of the big screen in the night market, the group of diners is much quieter. When three or five confidants and friends pushed the cup and changed the lamp, there were many people who occasionally looked at each other. Of course, there are also many diners who are focused on the big screen, watching the broadcast intently.

Li Xiaoteng is definitely the most focused of these people!

Yang Biao saw that Dominguez actually gave Real Madrid a free kick. Immediately frowned and shouted loudly. Li Xiaoteng secretly clenched his fists, and didn't seem to notice that his nails faintly cut his palms.

And the stars of the Bernaurri also have different expressions.

Beckham smiled and an expected free-kick opportunity was in front of him. I saw Beckham shouting at Owen. Suddenly, Barcelona's back line unconsciously leaned in the direction of Owen, and Beckham waved his hand at Owen.

The referee's whistle blows. Beckham exerted all his strength, twisting his whole body with all his might, almost forming a zero-angle position with the ball, and touching the ball with the instep of the inside foot. The ball burst into the ground. The ball seems to be stimulated by the force of this kick to maximize the speed of internal rotation. The ball spun at high speed and drew an arc and flew towards the top of Owen's head!

Barcelona's backline suddenly ran towards the spot where the ball landed like a red-eyed rabbit. The landing point seems to be right in front of Owen. And Oleg, who put down Ronaldo just now, had already stuck to Owen's side, and his hand quietly pulled Owen's big pants.

The ball seemed to play a joke on everyone, just when everyone was almost defending and marking. The ball suddenly turned in a scimitar trajectory. Streak across the sky .......

I don't know if the ball played a joke with the players, or the long-famous Bayesian arc made a joke with everyone.

Originally, everyone was ready to grab points, and most of them ran towards the landing point of the ball, and Oleg's hand tightly grasped Owen's pants. At this moment, the ball suddenly drew a strange scimitar trajectory in the air. Fly towards the unguarded Ronaldo.

The eerie landing point is right in the far corner of Valdés. Valdés had just realized that something was wrong and hadn't had time to move yet. I saw Ronaldo comfortably flick his head to the goal. The ball fell into the goal!

Ronaldo has experienced a month-long goal drought, and today's hole in Barcelona's goal is naturally extraordinary. Ronaldo was seen running into the goal and bending down to pick up the ball. Kissed the ball gently, and then ran towards Beckham!

Ronaldo is a bear hug at Beckham. Took Beckham in his arms. The camera gave Ronaldo a close-up, the rabbit teeth exposed in the smile, indescribably likable.

Real Madrid fans at the Bernabeu were excited. Passionate shouts, colorful fireworks burst into flames, and white streamers flew down to the sound of war drums beaten by the fans.

Old William in the box tilted his head and looked at Thomas, and then said: "Thomas, you won't arrange the second half and score four goals in a row, right?" ”

Thomas shrugged his shoulders. Said helplessly: "Mr. William, there is an advertising slogan in Huaxia. I think it's interesting. ”

Old William scolded with a smile: "You have a lot of ideas, what did the Huaxia advertisement say?" ”

Thomas said mysteriously, "Nothing is impossible! ”

The night sky in April is majestic. It's also a bit biting. But Li Xiaoteng saw Ronaldo's goal. In an instant, he jumped up and shouted: "Barcelona!" Real Madrid mighty! Real Madrid are the champions! Then he excitedly picked up the beer on the table and took a few sips. Only then did he raise the bottle to Kong Zhen and the others.

Yang Biao cursed in a low voice with an unhappy face. said to Li Xiaoteng: "Don't worry! Brother Teng, isn't this just the equalizer! Li Xiaoteng calmed down and said, "I'm sorry, I was a little out of shape just now!" ”

Li Xiaoteng's heart has not yet fallen into his stomach. After all, Real Madrid still needs to score two goals near Barcelona, and only in this way can Li Xiaoteng win this gamble!

Just behind Li Xiaoteng, Kong Zhen. Jiang Di, the Xiang brothers are not busy with business. Several people gathered around a table and opened a few beers. I made two cold dishes at random, and I looked at the ball while eating and drinking.

Kong Zhen said a little unpleasantly: "I also said that I would eat skewers!" Sell so clean today. We didn't even eat the skewers ourselves. After a pause, he said to the boss: "Tomorrow, we will leave twenty strings, and our own people will score points!" ”

Nodding to the Boss. said that there was no problem, and suddenly Kong Zhen's eyes were attracted to the arena again.

I saw the view of a helicopter in the air. Once again, the Barcelona players launched a frantic counterattack. Ronaldo on the right makes a free-kick pass. The ball was directly cut off by Jiuli, and I saw that Jiuli was like a wild donkey whose tail was burned by firecrackers, and suddenly accelerated wildly. Gyuli directly relied on speed to eat Pavon's defense raw. Broke through Real Madrid's defence like a ghost.

Gyuli stopped the ball with his right foot and paused. Then he volleyed with a big foot. The ball grazed the turf and headed straight for goal. Casillas seems to have anticipated the trajectory of the ball. I saw Casillas make a horizontal save and confiscate the ball directly.

Five minutes later, the Barcelona players made a comeback again, again Wild Donkey Gyuli. The ball was moved quickly on the right flank. After Golly dribbled the ball to the front court, he crossed to Ronaldinho. It was up to Xiao Luo to play with a bicycle at such a critical moment. Dangling left and right, he shook past Graveson. Then a high-altitude spin ball passed directly to the feet of Gyuri. Gyuli slammed into the goal, and the ball flew straight towards the goal like a cannonball.

Everyone on and off the field held their breath. Watch to see if the ball has been blasted into the Real Madrid goal.

At this moment, I saw the ball "bang" on the lintel. flew straight out of the bottom line.

Real Madrid's fans were silent for a second or two, as if they were secretly rejoicing after the aftermath of the catastrophe. Then they cheered. The fans of Barcelona sighed unwillingly.

Casillas took a quick goal kick. But before he could land, the receiver at the landing point was arched to the side, only to see Van Bronckhorst get the ball. Dribbling forward to the outside of the big penalty area, raising his foot like Kojiro Hinata, a tiger shot, the ball hit straight towards the goal.

Casillas hurried out and blocked the ball with his left leg. The ball rolls off the line.

The Barça man wasted chances many times later. It seems that the god of fate is starting to favor Real Madrid again! The clock hand of the game pointed to the fifty-sixth minute. David Beckham again played a deftly long right-footed pass from the middle of the back. Sent the ball to the front.

Owen quickly plugged in. Belletti and Van Bronckhorst both crossed the way to Owen's bag. The two saw Owen running fast, and there seemed to be no particularly good way to stop Owen. In a split second, Belletti made a splash at Van Bronckhorst. The two of them lowered their heads like two polar bears and bumped into Owen.

Owen seemed to be running faster for a split second before he heard a muffled thud. I saw Belletti and Van Bronckhorst slamming into each other. And Owen was already rushing towards the ball like a dust.

Single Knife Ball! A warrior on a horseback, facing the tall Valdés one-on-one. In the current situation, if Valdés takes the initiative, there is a good chance that Owen will hit a spoon shot. In that case, it is better to defend improvisably in front of the goal.

But the landing point of this ball made Owen too comfortable. The ball landed right in front of Owen, who leaped to his feet. The right foot is pumped hard into the ball. The ball suddenly flew towards the goal like a lightning bolt in the dark clouds......

Valdés was about to make a flying save, but the ball grazed the post and went into the net!

“go………… go……!”

The Bernabeu is completely insane! The rumbling drums resounded in the sky. The hoarse shouts of 60,000 or 70,000 fans wearing white Real Madrid shirts pushed the atmosphere of the Bernabeu to the extreme.

Barcelona's stars launched a frantic counterattack. The absolute lead of 2-0 was counterattacked by Real Madrid in the second half. The advantage is gone!

In the 68th minute, Belletti seized an opportunity at the edge of the Real Madrid penalty area and shot angrily at Real Madrid's goal, but the ball was slightly above the lintel. The ball went straight to the stands at the Bernabeu and immediately attracted a rush from the stands!

Casillas kicked in goal and Ronaldinho won the ball on the left. Then there was a breakthrough. Real Madrid's backline is loose again, giving Ronaldinho a chance! I saw Xiao Luo rushing into the penalty area with the ball and struggling to send the ball towards the goal.

It's a pity that Spain's number one goalkeeper guarded the door of Real Madrid, and Casillas raised his foot to defuse Barcelona's attack again.

In the 80th minute, Zidane rushed to the vicinity of the penalty area with the ball, but he didn't have time to pass the ball to make further moves. I saw Van Bronckhorst, the second cargo and one fell to the ground and sliding. Brought down Zidane again.

Dominguez stopped the game with a whistle and pulled a yellow card out of the pocket of his jacket! He gestured at Van Bronckhorst. Van Bronckhorst hurriedly discerned the grievances of the thousands!

Dominguez ignored him and turned to point at where Zidane had landed. Another free-kick opportunity came along. Beckham as Real Madrid's No. 1 penalty kicker! Steady your mind and kick the Bayesian arc. However, Beckham seems to be on the right track this time. This kick was actually defused by Valdés!

Yang Biao, who was outside the court, suddenly slapped the table and shouted: "Conspiracy! There must be a conspiracy. How was it possible to score three goals in a row in the second half? This Nima is too fake! I suspect there's a problem! As he spoke, he cried out loudly beating his chest.

Li Xiaoteng is actually more nervous than Yang Biao. What the hell is going on with this ball? It seems to be out of history, but now it seems to be back on track. But so far Real Madrid are still one goal away. Li Xiaoteng anxiously took out his mobile phone, and the blue screen unique to a certain Nokia model was particularly dazzling in the dark.

The clock on the phone shows that there are ten minutes left and the game is about to end. Li Xiaoteng muttered silently: Whether you can rainbow all the way depends on these ten minutes......

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