Chapter 0669 Rewind Replay

To be honest, Zhuo Cunzhi was a little suffocated.

His training has not been less than that these days, and he has not stopped it.

It's better to say that because there are no official competitions, he trains more.

After using the accumulated player cards, Zhuo Cunzhi does not have to worry about the lack of official matches that cause rustiness.

What really makes Zhuo Cunzhi unbearable is that he can't play professional games.

Even Zhuo Cunzhi himself didn't expect that sitting on the bench would make him so uncomfortable!

Therefore, when Rijkaard asked, Zhuo Cunzhi made a decisive guarantee!

At least get over it......

"In this game, Huaguo Zhuo returned to the starting position." The commentator on Laco's side was full of disdain, "Barcelona with Xiao Luo is like this, how strong can he be as a Chinese starter?" ”

"Super Laco has a tradition of challenging strong teams! We should not be afraid of any big family! ”

"I think we should be careful, the strength of the Chinese people is extraordinary after all."

Regardless of the attitude, Laco at least values Zhuo Cunzhi.

On the other hand, on the Barcelona side, the commentators have adopted two attitudes.

Either ignore it completely, or scold it!

Of course, the people who scolded didn't dare to mention racial discrimination, but kept scolding Zhuo Cunzhi and didn't dare to involve his skin color.

Now not only in Spain, but also in the whole of Europe, is watching this side.

At this time, no one dares to be too presumptuous.

After five minutes of the opening game, his mind slowly couldn't be contained.

Because in these five minutes, Zhuo Cunzhi didn't receive a single ball!

"Don't pass the ball to him!" This is a death order from the Spanish gang.

Belletti didn't dare to resist, and Deco was injured and sidelined, so no one passed the ball to Zhuo Cunzhi.

Of course, Ronaldo is also on the field and will not care about the threat of the Spanish players.

But the problem is that he himself played a tough game!

It's better to say that in these games without Zhuo Cunzhi and Eto'o, he played very hard!

On the one hand, it was because the strength of his teammates had changed, and he was more trapped;

On the other hand, it is the bitter fruit of lack of training, and the loss of key fighting spirit after winning the Triple Crown.

"These guys ......"

Zhuo Cunzhi snorted.

He's not a guy to be slaughtered!

In the 7th minute, Iniesta was carrying the ball when a red and black figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Who is this? How to run around!

Iniesta frowned, and was about to look at him when the ball at his feet was tackled-

It was his teammates who shoveled it!

In an instant, Xiaobai began to doubt life.

Until, he saw the number of this teammate -

23!

This is Zhuo Cunzhi's number!

In Barcelona, every season, Zhuo Cunzhi has to be changed, in order to be on par with his age.

No one knew why he did it, but at least they remembered his strange behavior, and by the way, his number.

Watching him gallop away, Iniesta suddenly didn't know what to do.

"Zhuo, Zhuo Ta...... Stealing your own teammates? The Italian commentator didn't know how to describe it.

"If you don't have the ball, you can grab it yourself, or you can grab your teammates, he's such an interesting person~~" The French commentator teased.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Bullying teammates is not a deaf no. The German commentator said seriously.

"The BarΓ§a guys are really too much! Zhuo Cunzhi just vented. Duan Huo defended his own players.

The next moment, everyone put away their limited mentality.

"Zhuo! Zhuo He has burst into the threat zone! ”

"Kolocchini! No, he was passed by...... Capdevilla's tackle! No, no, no, no! We also have Awat, our door god! ”

"Zhuo Cunzhi shoots! Shot at this angle? Isn't it a bit ...... Ball, ball in! ”

In the stunned gaze of everyone, Zhuo Cunzhi completed the feat of a dragon!

"The Chinese have proven that they are also one of the best superstars on the surface!" The commentator in England sighed, "He should come to the Premier League!" Now the best teams, the best superstars are in the Premier League! ”

Zhuo Cunzhi waved his fist, and his heart was extremely happy.

Really, he's really held back for too long!

As soon as he looked up, Zhuo Cunzhi saw the fans who were still stunned.

"Zhuo came to the sidelines, what is he going to do?"

Off the field, Rijkaard's face changed dramatically.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhuo Cunzhi stretched out a thumbs up, facing downward......

"He, he's provoking the fans...... "The French commentator also stuttered a little, "It's the fans who provoke." ”

After a moment of silence, the stands of the Barcelona fans blew up!

"Die! I'll give me death! ”

"Eat* go! Hateful Chinese! ”

"You don't deserve this jersey!"

"Get out of Barcelona! Get out! ”

Zhuo Cunzhi suddenly smiled, and smiled extremely happily.

As if he didn't think the sound was loud enough, Zhuo Cunzhi put his hand to his ear, put his thumb and index finger on both sides of his ear, and raised his hand outward-

Can you be a little louder? Inadequate!

"In the past two seasons, Zhuo Cunzhi has never smiled so happily." Di Wei suddenly sighed a little.

Rijkaard covered his face, and now he finally knew that he had done something wrong.

The hatred and obsession in Zhuo Cunzhi's heart far exceeded his imagination!

On the other side, after Zhuo Cunzhi finished laughing, he was also a little unhappy.

"It's a pity, then I'll have to sit on the bench next."

However, at least it's an addiction, not a loss!

………………

After a bit of revelry, the referee was dragged over by Puyol.

When he took the cards out of his pocket, he was still a little hesitant -

It is undoubtedly a foul to provoke fans, but what is the fault of provoking one's own fans?

Should I get a yellow or a red card?

"This gesture is a friendly gesture in my home country, I don't know why they are so angry."

Really?

was flooded with a series of strange things, and the referee was stunned for a moment and couldn't make an accurate judgment.

After a moment's hesitation, he pulled out a yellow card.

In any case, Barcelona is also a team that is taken care of, and it doesn't seem good to give a red card at the beginning.

Besides, if Barcelona really thinks it's bad, shouldn't the manager just replace him?

However, on the other side, Rijkaard was also stunned-

He had no idea it would be just a yellow card!

He was stunned, and he was stunned for a while.

At the same time, Zhuo Cunzhi seized the opportunity and hurriedly ran back to the center circle with the ball.

At the urging of Zhuo Cunzhi, the game restarted.

At this time, Rijkaard suddenly realized-

He should have taken advantage of the opportunity to change people!

It's just that the substitution in the 7th minute of the opening game was so unusual that he didn't think about it for a while!

"Oh God......" Rijkaard couldn't bear to look at him anymore.

In the 8th minute, it was almost the same routine, Zhuo Cunzhi stole the ball from Xavi's feet.

Xavi, who was about to kick the ball out and prepare for a substitution, had a rare twist on his face.

Facing Deportivo La Coruna's La Liga defense, Zhuo Cunzhi once again completed a dragon!

"It's just a nightmare, right?" Goalkeeper Awaat closed his eyes.

2:0!

Barcelona almost sealed the win! But Barcelona fans couldn't be happy at all!

Because that damn Chinese man, like a rewind replay, stood in front of them again.

β€œ****!”

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