Zhuo Yang watched Kalit Zakis, who usually believes in the reins, fight bloodily but still refused to be substituted, watched his good friend Carl Rand from the youth team still glaring angrily when he flew into the bullet hole, and watched Roger Samuel, who is fifteen years older than him, no longer have a blue and white jersey. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He saw that his teammates' jerseys were no longer blue and white, but instead of dirty green and yellow, the colors of grass juice and earth. It was impossible for Zhuo Yang to turn a blind eye to this, as if something had been stirred in his heart, and it was as if a small box had been opened with a 'snap'.

Zhuo Yang looked at the crowd of people who were desperately shouting in the stands, and looked at the 20,000 people who were all standing and singing, and Zhuo Yang saw the tears shed by each of them.

A thin string somewhere deep in Zhuo Yang's heart was gently plucked, just like he found the most suitable chord when he played the piano, and his emotions found resonance this afternoon.

Zhuo Yang suddenly felt as if the Madiburg Club was no longer just a work-study place for him, nor was it a simple place for him and the piglets to play and find happiness.

There was a ripple in Zhuo Yang's heart called 'sense of belonging'!

The sudden dark clouds had gone nowhere, and the sky was clear and the sky was an intoxicating blue, as pure as if it had been washed by water. A golden sun is embedded in the blue sky, like a miracle in the endless sea. The beautiful Victor Stadium is a fairytale sail on this sea.

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For Zhuo Yang, just thinking about whether he can score a goal or not, the problem is much simpler all of a sudden. No team can stop him from scoring, at least not in the third division, at least not at this stage in the third division. This overwhelmingly arrogant self-confidence comes from the results of his 19 League C games, with 19 goals and 24 assists. Moreover, 19 goals is far from his limit, as many games do not require him to pursue goals at all, and an understatement is enough. If he is really allowed to fire all his power, it is probably not impossible to double 19 again.

All he's going to do now is take his chances, take out the defenders who defend him, and then send that damn football into the back of the net, which is what he does best.

It didn't make everyone wait too long, and Zhuo Yang, who was recuperated and distracted, soon waited for the opportunity he was looking for. Or rather, he fought for this opportunity.

The combined interception of Rand and Samuel ruined Gregory's lucky breakthrough and the ball reached Stubernal's feet. Brother Ku of East Germany did not trouble his own home, and made a long pass to Zhuo Yang with a big kick. Brother Lao Ku is not in the twilight, Lao Lian is still able to eat, and this long pass that runs through most of the court accurately came to the weakest place in Zhuo Yang's defense.

The weakest is because there are only two Ergerberg players who have chased Zhuoyang here, Philippe Risse and right wing-back Salomo.

Risse and Salomo are both strong men who are strong and strong in pushing eight horses, and they both jump at the same time, but the division of labor is clear. Risse pounced on the ball and Salomo stood alongside him to protect his flanks, and they didn't underestimate Zhuo Yang in the slightest.

At the same time as the two of them jumped, Zhuo Yang also took off into the air without hesitation, roaring at the opponent who was closing the door in the air like a hungry tiger pounced. This is a hard-nosed encounter with no tricks at all, and it was not what Zhuo Yang was good at. But Zhuo Yang was not afraid, and Zhuo Yang did not hesitate.

After more than half a year of hard training in the strength room, painful self-torture on the equipment, pushing again and again, squatting with weights, and accumulating bit by bit, Zhuo Yang has the capital to hit hard. He doesn't have to find a way to borrow strength, and he doesn't need to take root under his feet. What's more, his teammates gave him the blood of a bandit.

The three people collided in the air, and the three figures, one blue and two red, instantly merged, and separated in an instant. Zhuo Yang collided one-on-two in the air, but he lost his balance, and Risse and Salomo were bounced left and right. The three of them had pain from their shoulders to their chests and backs to their waists and legs, and the pain went straight to the bone marrow. However, all three of them are tough guys without a trace of pretentiousness, and they have never let out even the slightest moan.

The collision of the three people was evenly divided, Zhuo Yang did not grab the landing point, Risse did not complete the clearance, and Salomo did not achieve protection. All three were twisting to try to save their balance, and all stared nervously at the football as they fell.

The three men are almost in an equilateral triangle, and the football falls together in the middle of them. However, the falling ball seems to be closer to Zhuo Yang, and the 'O' point where the three corners of the equilateral triangle intersect is slightly offset. This slight deviation is already too much possible for Zhuo Yang, who has already made a decision between the lightning and flint.

Zhuo Yang gave up adjusting his body in the air and tried his best to stretch out his right leg, trying to touch the football with the tip of his right foot. Zhuo Yang did it, tapping his toes on the falling football, a light touch was enough. The football cushion changed direction, and it was closer to Zhuo Yang's body. He simply lost his balance completely, the outside of his left foot bounced and flirted, the strength of his calves, thighs, waist and abdomen exploded violently, and the football was pumped into the air again before it could land.

The three of them fell to the ground suddenly, and because Zhuo Yang didn't make the slightest self-protection move, his back slapped flat on the ground, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled snort. Risse and Salomo staggered to their feet, but they no longer knew where the football had gone. Everyone didn't know where the football was going to fly, except for Zhuo Yang.

Risse was very strange: is this kid going to break the siege? Salomo was curious: was he trying to grab the second spot? How can he rob while he is still lying down?

It all depends on strength and courage to hit hard, and after the collision requires wisdom and flexibility, Zhuo Yang's coordination and super brain played a decisive role in the collision.

The moment he collided in the air, he had already noticed that Ergerborg goalkeeper Serkinyev was standing incorrectly, too close to the front post. In fact, there is nothing wrong with this in itself, because in Serkinev's opinion, the opponent will not have any chance to get a shot in the foreseeable short time. It's a pity that he was wrong this time. Zhuo Yang's super brain made a decision in a thousandth of a second, and directed every muscle in his body to start acting, and Zhuo Yang's equally super coordination allowed him to complete the general mobilization of all the muscles in the next thousandth of a second.

Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.

It was a volley from outside the box. Amazing!

When the ball flew into the net from the corner of the back post, Serkinev still didn't know it was a shot. He was at a loss, he was inexplicably strange, he thought that the football had suddenly appeared from inside the goal.