What Redondo can do, he can do, and he does it just as chicly. ”

"We can also understand it this way, Zheng Zhi assisted Redondo, and Redondo equalized for Bayer Leverkusen."

"It's just, it's a goal that Redondo will never celebrate!"

This scene came too suddenly, the white sea finally stopped the noise, and their voices that had been singing all the way came to an abrupt end in front of Redondo's own goal, like a cheerful person eating food suddenly choked.

It's not impossible to concede a goal, but an own goal? It's so painful. Or is it their old prince Redondo, what do you say? A perfect prince who is sad but doesn't have a word of scolding!

But instead of a surging sea of red, which was suppressed for nearly half of the game, Leverkusen fans and Chinese fans can finally vent!

The man,

It's still that man!

He didn't score the ball, but he created it!

Or the goal created on Redondo!

What to say?

"Zheng Zhi!"

"Zheng Zhi!"

"Zheng Zhi!"

All but chanting his name is up.

The bilingual cheers of Chinese and German resounded throughout the 80,000-strong Stade de France, no, 90,000......

Zheng Zhi rushed behind the goal for the first time, opened his arms, closed his eyes tightly, and enjoyed the crazy cheers at this moment.

There is no more beautiful cheer than this, more beautiful and more beautiful than the music played on the piano.

"Zheng Zhi,"

"Zheng Zhi,"

"Zheng Zhi!"

Soon, his teammates swarmed him and hugged him firmly. He could feel Ribery's small arms around his waist, then kissed on the left side of his cheek by Neuville, and soon on the right cheek by LaMelo. And when he finally opened his eyes, Novotny! This guy actually mouths his mouth! Yes, mouth to mouth!

Ahh

Ahh

Zheng Zhi pushed Novotny away!

This old bastard!

This old pervert!

Gay!

I've been hungry for my body for a long time!

I succeeded today!

"Huh,"

"Novotny kissed Zheng Zhi's mouth excitedly, haha,"

"Not for children, not for children!"

Even Huang Jianxiang smiled.

"Hey, hey,"

"This is the confiding of Zheng Zhi Chiguoguo!" Zhang Lu also made a joke. "I remember Zheng Zhi was abused by his teammates in a similar way almost every time he scored, and his teammates were too loving to ......"

On the sidelines, Worrall almost rushed up! But eventually he stopped near the sideline, turned around and saw the teaching assistant, and immediately hugged him. It's been too long and too hard to wait for this goal. Sure enough, it's still that guy! The most trustworthy guy. There is no need to worry at any time, just give him the ball and let him solve the problem. And he did it again! At this moment, Worrall didn't know how to be grateful to Zheng Zhi......

"I knew it!"

"I knew it!"

"I knew that guy could score!"

"Ahh

Ballack stood in the stands and shouted, no different from ordinary fans.

Ronaldinho patted his chest hard and took a big breath of air:

"Scare the pee,"

"I thought the first half was going to be over."

"Zheng, I'm going to invite you to Rio de Janeiro for a month! Play until you're exhausted, Kyotsu Nioh! ”

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"Look? What am I talking about? ”

"I said our son can score, right?"

"You can't go back, promise me what happened tonight, you must do it!"

Dad Zheng grinned, happy, and almost laughed off his big teeth.

"Go, go, go, old and unserious."

"How old are you, and you're still talking nonsense."

"Kill? What's wrong with the age, the uncle on the next street, the one who died at seventy-three, how did he die? ”

"I tell you, you don't have to go back! Otherwise, I'll ...... too."

"You dare!" Mama Zheng was instantly angry, directly twisted his right ear, and lifted it.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, it hurts, let go! You were the one who played tricks first. ”

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"Finally a goal,"

"Whew,"

"It's still Redondo, haha,"

"I'm laughing to death."

"Listening to the voices outside, I feel like the whole of Barcelona is celebrating."

Iniesta celebrates while drinking Coke.

"Luck is on Bayer Leverkusen's side, Oye, Oye, Oye! Whoever wins the Champions League can not be Real Madrid! Peake, who was lanky, raised his right arm and cheered.

"If you lose the championship because of this own goal, it will not be perfect enough, come on Bayer Leverkusen!"

Xavi blinked his eyes and muttered: "You guys are too extreme, so Real Madrid represents Spain, if the championship falls to the Germans, then won't Spain have one less Champions League?" ”

"Besides, how sad are Casillas and Guti?"

Xavi and Casillas and Guti are very good friends in the Spanish youth team. Although the trio play for Real Madrid and Barcelona respectively, their friendship is very deep.

"Harvey,"

"We're in Barcelona now, we're in Catalonia!" Although Pique is a few years younger than Harvey, he doesn't like Harvey's argument, his attitude is too bad! I didn't take sides at all, the most Barcelona loyalist, how could I think about this? It's not pure at all! The Pique family has always been Barcelona's staunchest supporters, the most loyal members, and they will not tolerate a single impurity.

"Go, go, go, little brat," Xavi waved his hand, too lazy to pay attention to Pique, "wait until you don't want to go to the Spanish national team!" ”

Beside them, a small eyeball looked left and right, and never joined the discussion, judging from his personal thoughts, he still supports Real Madrid, after all, they are all Spanish teams, and he doesn't quite understand the extreme ideas of Pique and Iniesta for the time being. But in the end, his eyes fell on the box of Pepsi in front of him.

The cola is so delicious, and it would be delicious if there was another piece of Argentinian barbecue......

Thinking of this, Messi still reached for the box, took out a bottle of Pepsi, opened the ring and drank it with a clatter, and it took less than twenty seconds to drain a bottle.

"Ah~"

"It's so delicious."

"It's a pity that there is no Argentinian barbecue."

"Hey, boy, do you want your stomach to burst? You've had four bottles since the start of the game! How big is your belly? I can't see it. Pique touched Messi's little head, "It's okay to eat Argentinian barbecue if you want to, I'll pay for it, how about you buy it?" ”

"There's an Argentinian barbecue just around the corner."

"I agree," Iniesta immediately raised his hand in agreement, and since knowing that Pique is a big money rich second generation, Iniesta also began to play with Pique.

"Leo, you hurry up, the first half will be over soon."

"But...... How long does it take to barbecue? Ten minutes is not enough. ”

"It's okay, you can watch the video when you go back, go quickly, go quickly."

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The stubborn Redondo walked lonely into the midfield, refusing the comfort of all his teammates.

Even if it wasn't his fault and it was just an accident, he still didn't need any comfort. It's like he gave up the Argentine national team in order not to cut his long hair.

Oolong?

Damn oolong! I'll create goals again.

An own goal doesn't take away my confidence, it doesn't frustrate me, the title has to belong to Real Madrid!

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Beep

The battle is on again.

Redondo began to instigate the attack, and with a continuous midfield arrangement, Real Madrid seized the limited time to launch a tidal wave of attacks on both sides of Bayer Leverkusen. His diagonal kick created a cross for Carlos, whose low cross fell to Morientes, who tapped lightly and Raul pulled his right foot in front of the penalty area, and a perfect violin move was about to wipe the ball into the box, but LaMelo was the first to hook to the ground.

Fouled.

LaMelo received a yellow card.

Another set-piece chance for Real Madrid!

"This location,"

"Hanging again."

"It feels like Carlos is in charge...... The human wall must continue to be arranged, but if it is like that just now, it will be very troublesome. ”

"I'm coming!"

Huang Jianxiang expressed his worries, and there are lessons from the past.

Sure enough, Robert Carlos was in front of the ball again, and he was going to take the set-piece again.

Last time, he passed the ball to Redondo, who then assisted Raul for a goal.

How will he play this time?

The Bayer Leverkusen players lined up with a human wall seemed to have this idea in their hearts.

"Six, six people in line, one person to keep an eye on the others."

LaMelo was in a hurry, and thought of this method, the wall of 6 people is also okay, just let the space out a little, and it should be no problem for Matisek to hold the front point.

Something seems wrong?

Zheng Zhi wanted to say something, but Ribu had already left the wall and ran to follow Redondo.

yes, Redondo's defense can't be lost, it's good to keep an eye on him.

Zheng Zhi shook his head in his heart, I'm afraid that he thinks too much, Carlos's shooting method has a low accuracy rate, and it is not so awesome!

Twenty-two meters away, Carlos began to stretch the run-up distance, and like the last time, the human wall was a little restless and frightened.

Heavy gunners like Carlos and Barty stand in front of the ball, and no one's psychology will not work......

Beep

A crisp whistle sounded.

Carlos rushed to the ball, his eyes locked on the ball lying quietly on the turf, and in an instant he rushed to the ball.

The left foot is in the middle of the ball.

Boom –

A wave of heat swept past Novotny's ears in an instant, as if the air was about to burn, but he couldn't see the ball clearly, and felt only a black and white shadow passing by. He subconsciously turned his head, but saw nothing, the ball was already bouncing in the net.

Entered?

Novotny could scarcely believe his eyes.

This ball,

How fast?

Matty Saik spread out his hands and stood motionless, as if someone had pointed at his acupoint.

"Ah,"

"Ahh

"Ahh

Huang Jianxiang was so shocked that he couldn't say any more words.

"The ball is in."

Zhang Lu didn't have a 'hehe' for the first time, just read three words.

They were all shocked, completely shocked.

Carlos's shot, shot directly into the near corner, shot into the upper left corner of the goal, the speed was incredible, almost everyone did not react, as if the top master of martial arts had made a move, the hand rose and fell, the knife flashed, the head fell to the ground, and the battle ended.

That's what it looks like.

1:2。

Bayer Leverkusen was just happy for a few minutes before the score fell behind again.

Zheng Zhi stood in place with his waist crossed, and once again watched Carlos run to celebrate.

"This pervert."

"Totally perverted!"

There are no other words to describe Roberto Carlos than 'perverted'.

The white ocean is noisy again, and it is the turn of the red sea to be silent.

The spit from the stands seemed to form a drizzle and fell down the stadium, filling the ear drums with huge decibels, all hala madrid.

"Is that guy human?"

"Is he really human?"

"Carlos!"

"Carlos again!"

"This guy should have chained him to the backcourt and didn't let him come up."

In fact, many Chinese fans like Roberto Carlos very much and like Real Madrid. But tonight, the Chinese fans will not support Carlos, they will not support Real Madrid, because they have Zheng Zhi, and that is the only irrevocable reason.

But Carlos' shot was too big a shock for them.

The Chinese fans were just happy for a few minutes, and then the sweet dream was woken up by Carlos, which was too cruel.

The Real Madrid players celebrated wildly, and it took almost a minute.

Shortly after the game resumed and Bayer Leverkusen attacked again, Corina finally blew the whistle to end the first half.

Bayer Leverkusen returned to the dressing room with a score of 1-2.

Worrall was the first to go into the bathroom, unscrewed the faucet and poured his head.

But Zheng Zhi has already inspired his teammates in the locker room.

"Listen, we're only 45 minutes away from making history. Our fatigue is just mental, we have the ability to play another 45 minutes at a high level, we have to defend like we did in the first half, it's just a mental one. Come on! ”

"I'm sure we're going to win! So we're going to stick together and fight for the championship. ”

"You don't want to stand there like clowns and watch them win, do you?"

"No!"

"They're clowns, because they're called a circus!"

"We have to be like a man, don't be cowardly, just do it! Let's give it a go, the result of today's game is the result of our hard work! ”

"I don't want my grandson to ask me decades later, why didn't you beat Real Madrid back then? Why aren't you the winners? And a loser? Why? Why? Why? ”

"No,"

"I don't want it!"

"I don't want to, I think!"

"Brothers! Raise our heads and continue to prepare for battle! ”

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