Chapter 27 (I) The long-distance poem is empty and riding

Because of the lack of three nuclear weapons in the front, Zhuo Yang, Xiao Pig, and Ribery, the attack of the Madiburg youth team has not been able to bear fruit for a long time, and Montolivo often faces the opponent's three, although they still play well, but they cannot turn the attack into goals. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Braunschweig's Gabriel and Kazuhiro Shintani looked swaggering on the pitch and won the applause of the home fans with their performances in the background, but with Mertesacker and Frenkie de Jong in the background, their attacks were thunderous and rainy.

In this way, both sides played very openly, and on the side of the youth team of Madiburg, Montolivo played heartily. Braunschweig's red and white, Gabriel and Shintani's black and yellow are also very happy. On the field, Madiburg's youth team had a slight advantage, but the advantage was not large.

Zhuo Yang, Little Pig and Scar sat below, their hearts scratching like monkey paws.

How Zhuo Yang thinks of Xingu Hehong is awkward: There are no tigers in the mountains, you are a little monkey and a hegemon. Look at your villain's ambition, he is outstanding and breakthrough, do you know what technology is? This little Japan is just shameless, it's just playing hooligan! The ancients did not deceive me.

Piggy Schweinsteiger also thinks how Shintani Hehiro is not pleasing to the eye: You are also worthy of playing the front waist? Bah! On hitting the front waist, Master Piggy, I am your ancestor. Look at your ugly appearance, they are all East Asians, look at the people's Zhuo Yang Yushu is chic and dignified in the wind, and the commotion can float out five miles against the wind. Look at you again, with a filthy little short legs, your mother definitely can't tell the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

Scar Ribery looked at Gabriel's belly of fire: What the hell, you still play winger? Do you know what an endocut is? Do you know what a reverse cut is? Do you know what circumcision is....... Look at you, you are a third prosthetic patient who made a mistake in circumcision and overcut his head. Do you dare to call Gabriel, dare to let Batistuta and his old man know?

The three of them were restless on the bench, glancing at Mr. Klopp from time to time, their eyes full of flattery, flattery, and affection, but Klopp turned a blind eye to the charm at all. Compared to them, Klopp is an old fritter in a pot of swill. He stretched the little brother hard: Let you be impulsive, let you fight, let you be hi and not take me......

In fact, Klopp still has a bottom in his heart, no matter how happy Braunschweig is in red and white, it is not a big problem for the Madiburg youth team to win the game with the current lineup. So, this is a good opportunity to beat the three 'bad boys', so that they can be more anxious and have more eyes. lest you be easily fanned by your opponent when you face a higher-level confrontation in the future.

Football teenagers are the age when they are eager to play, and at the age of seventeen or eighteen, you can play three games a day and they are not too much. It's better to wait and watch others kick hotly, so it's better to let them hang themselves. Coupled with the joy of the two monkeys jumping in the opponent's hand, and the intention to kill the thief and the inability to return to the sky, this torment is simply not human.

In the 36th minute of the game, Mertesacker received a corner kick from Montolivo and headed through the opponent's goal. Madiburg Youth ended the first half with a 1-0 lead.

At halftime, Zhuo Yang, Little Pig, and Scar begged bitterly: "Sir, we know that we are wrong." Sir, let's go, sir, please! Mr! Sir, don't go, wow......"

At the beginning of the second half of the game, the three musketeers sat on the cold bench, crying and mourning, their eyes were full of grievances and depression, like three resentful women who had been absent for a long time.

The game went on in the 58th minute, and the score was still 1:0. Klopp turned his head and stared at Zhuo Yang and the three of them.

"Do you know it's wrong?"

"I know it's wrong, I know it's wrong, sir!" Zhuo Yang rushed to be the first to speak. "Fighting is wrong, it is a disgusting social evil, it is an act of violence that we abhor. I must change my past mistakes, never make similar mistakes again, and be a model football player with morality, ideals, culture, and knowledge. "Chinese middle school students make reviews, and it's all in one set.

Scar is not far behind: "It's not right to fight, I shouldn't listen to Zhuo Yang's instigation." In the future, not only will I not fight, but I will also pull Zhuo Yang and make him unable to fight. ā€

Piggy: "Yes, yes! ā€

Zhuo Yang: "......"

Klopp's eyes widened: "Go warm up, three minutes!" ā€

The servant shot off the bench like a rabbit being picked up by a dog, and ran along the sideline with his legs raised.

Three minutes later, Jurgen Klopp waved his big hand, and the Madiburg youth team made a substitution, three up and three down. When Zhuo Yang and the three of them were about to enter the field, Klopp threw a sentence behind his back: "Everyone will score at least one, and whoever can't get in will sit on the side and watch with me in the next game." ā€

"Just look at it!"

The sad Braunschweig red and white, who didn't recruit anyone and didn't provoke anyone, raised his head and asked the sky, crying out: What kind of hatred and resentment?

The three of them ran frantically on the field like a pheasant's blood, and immediately stirred up the opponent. Montolivo no longer has to go in and out single-handedly, and De Jong can also be organically linked to the frontcourt. In the first time, Brunswick's red and white midfield was suppressed to within 40 meters, and Kazuhiro Shintani was very difficult to even get along in the middle line, and Gabriel was like a lonely dead tree in the wasteland, standing alone in the front field, letting the north wind dry his sweat.

In the 69th minute, De Jong made a long pass of more than 35 meters, and the piggy Schweinsteiger leaned on two defenders on the line of the penalty area and hit the ball with his chest to Zhuo Yang, who volleyed with his left foot, and the football flew through the gap and hit the bottom edge of the goal crossbar and rebounded into the net.

In the stunned eyes of the red and white players in Braunschweig, Master Scar rushed into the goal, grabbed the football and ran to the middle circle, and the little pig kept beckoning: Hurry up, hurry up!

Braunschweig is messy in the red and white wind: is it okay for us to fall behind 0:2, big brother?

In the 76th minute of the game, Zhuo Yang took the ball on the right side, and Kazuhiro Shintani returned to defend and clinged to him. Zhuo Yangxin said: This means that there is a road in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door in hell for you to break into. Smash it, play with the spoon handle, and see how Dad abuses you.

A big stride swept the ball away, and Kazuhiro Shintani was put behind him by Zhuo Yang. But Zhuo Yang did not speed up to get rid of him immediately, and still dribbled the ball with small steps, giving hope to Kazuhiro Shintani.

Kazuhiro Shintani saw that there was a goal for breaking the ball, and without hesitation, he stepped out of his left leg and stretched out from behind the side to try to break the ball. As soon as he took a step on his leg, Zhuo Yang wiped the ball forward slightly, not much, a distance of more than ten centimeters. As soon as Kazuhiro Shintani gritted his teeth, he pushed his left leg forward a little more, and he was about to rub the football. The ball was wiped forward by Zhuo Yang again, and it was more than ten centimeters. Kazuhiro Shintani subconsciously straightened his toes, fought with his left thigh, and then jerked forward, looking like he was about to stab the football away.

How could Zhuo Yang give him this opportunity. At the moment when his toes were about to touch the football, Zhuo Yang suddenly started to speed up and drove the football away. Looking behind him, a standard one-word horse is crisply split on the turf.