"Today is January 2, 2007 and Liverpool's home game against Bolton Wanderers is about to begin." Di Wei said.

"Bolton have been on a lot of momentum lately, they've won five in a row before!" Duan Huo was a little surprised.

'It's like that every season, there's a team that is down the bottom of the pack and suddenly doing really well and being at the top of the pack in the early part of the season or even in the late middle and late stages. As he spoke, Di Wei shook his head, "But in the end, it is the traditional football giants who can win the Champions League seat." ”

"Liverpool is an orthodox football giant, and in the last 6 games, Liverpool has also won 5 games!" Duan Huo said.

'All the big clubs in the Premier League know that it's hard to play at Christmas, so it's important.' "Liverpool are obviously experienced and strong-willed, and they have been doing really well every time they have been at Christmas. ”

"You can't win the title at Christmas, but you can lose it at Christmas." Duan Huo obviously agreed with Di Wei's statement, and kept nodding his head.

"Both sides have been in good form recently, and this game is destined to be a battle of the dragons!" Di Wei was obviously looking forward to it.

"I'm more worried that Zhuo Cunzhi has just joined, and he will have to face such an opponent who is in excellent form. He's Mr. Ballon d'Or, and everyone in the opposition will be staring at him, and the reporters and fans will be staring at him, and he's under a lot of pressure. Duan Huo frowned.

'Also, he's been a substitute for the first half of the season, and he's in the Premier League, which is very different from La Liga, so I'm a little worried that he won't be able to adapt to the rhythm.

"Benitez can start him, it must be in recognition of Zhuo Cunzhi's form." Di Wei interrupted Duan Huo, "Zhuo Cunzhi is Mr. Golden Ball, even if he can't adapt to the rhythm, he will definitely be able to put on an amazing performance." ”

"Don't forget Shevchenko." Duan Huo was still worried.

Soon, the game is about to begin, and the players from both sides are officially in the field.

Zhuo Cunzhi wore the No. 24 jersey and waved to the cheering fans as he walked.

In this game, he was the starter!

"It's like, it's been a long time since I've seen him start......" Duan Huo suddenly sighed a little emotionally.

"After leaving Barcelona, Zhuo Cunzhi needs to prove his worth, prove that Barcelona is so wrong to him, and he will definitely do his best!" Di Wei looks more confident than Zhuo Cunzhi himself, "Such Zhuo Cunzhi is invincible!" ”

On the other hand, it was obviously his debut in Liverpool, but Zhuo Cunzhi's mentality was very relaxed.

An unfamous opponent like Bolton really can't arouse his fighting spirit.

Suddenly, Zhuo Cunzhi felt his hand being clenched.

Subconsciously, Zhuo Cunzhi shook it back.

"Finally looking at me?" A black man gave a fierce look, "You're done today!" We will crush you! ”

Zhuo Cunzhi laughed disdainfully.

"This is Anfield, I'm Zhuo Cunzhi, what are you?"

"I'm Diouf!" Diouf looked humiliated, "You wait! ”

"Don't worry about him." Next to him, Gerald said to Zhuo Cunzhi, "He's a bastard!" ”

"What are you?" Diouf glared at Gerald.

"Enough, stop your bickering!" The referee couldn't stand it.

Diouf snorted disdainfully.

"Do you have a grudge?" Zhuo Cunzhi asked.

"He used to be the worst signing in Liverpool's history!" Gerald's face was ugly.

As he said this, Gerard couldn't help but look at Anelka.

As a talented star who is being pulled by his brother every day, Arneka is now in Bolton.

As it turns out, his former talent has not been squandered, and after only half a season at Bolton, Anelka has become an absolute mainstay.

"Team Jay, ignore him." Anelka smiled and shook Gerrard's hand.

“…… It's good to leave you in the first place. Gerald couldn't help but say.

Anelka didn't say much, just smiled helplessly.

In fact, if he really stayed, the two sides might have a quarrel.

After all, he Anelka has an incomparably greedy older brother.

If he really stayed in Liverpool, the vampire brother would definitely ask for a salary increase in a different way.

With Liverpool's economic conditions, there will definitely be contradictions with Anelka at that time.

Even if Anelka can understand each other with his team-mates, it will be difficult for him to stay at Liverpool in the end.

It can only be said that this may be fate.

Fate sent Anelka to Bolton Wanderers and now stands in front of Liverpool.

In addition to the veteran Gerrard, few people in the Liverpool team miss Anelka.

After all, in the evaluation of the outside world, Anelka has always been a very arrogant player, a player who often makes trouble.

"Today, Liverpool are in a formation of 442, with Reina in goal, Finnan, Hyypia, Carragher and Reese at the back, Alonso, Gerrard, Pennant and Gonzalez in midfield, and Crouch and Zhuo Cunzhi up front."

"Zhuo Cunzhi's location is a little strange......" Di Wei immediately noticed that something was wrong.

"Center? Or Shadow Blade? Duan Huo was also a little confused.

'He can't adapt to the pace of the Premier League! Just like Morientes! Said the commentator on Bolton's side.

The match officially began, with Bolton as the away team serving first.

At Bolton, with the exception of Arneka and Diouf, no one else is famous, but many have the quality of stars, such as Speed and Kevin. Davis.

However, there is still a big gap between such a lineup and Liverpool's midfield.

What surprised Bolton even more was that Zhuo Cunzhi retreated as soon as he started, almost retreating to the midfield position!

As soon as Alonso grabbed the ball, he passed it directly to Zhuo Cunzhi.

The midfielder Campo stepped forward to scramble, and his spirit was highly concentrated.

However, Zhuo Cunzhi didn't take him seriously at all, and started directly at high speed, leaving Campo behind.

Campo had long known that Zhuo Cunzhi had a quick start, but this "soon" was in his consciousness and had no specific concept at all.

It wasn't until this moment, when he was left behind by Zhuo Cunzhi to eat ashes, that Campo knew the gap between the two people!

He realized it a little late, and in an instant, Zhuo Cunzhi had already broken into Bolton's threat zone!

Not only Campo, but also other Bolton defenders, they also didn't expect Zhuo Cunzhi to be so fast!

They hurriedly crowded in the forbidden area, nervously watching Zhuo Cunzhi's every move.

Seeing them jammed together, Zhuo Cunzhi was inevitably a little disappointed.

"So fast!"

"He's faster and more tempo than in the Premier League!"

"Shot? It's not, it's a pass! ”

"Gerald! Long shot! ”

Bolton fans never expected that the game had just officially started and the goal was threatened.

On the other side, Gerrard received the ball, estimated the distance with awareness and experience, and chose to shoot directly from a distance!

Goalkeeper Jas. Klaying barely saw the shadow of the ball and hurriedly pounced on it.

“duang！” The ball hit the post with a deafening sound.

Suddenly, Klayning was a little scared—

This ball, if he really pounced, could his hand be fine?

On the other side, Gerrard was a little annoyed to see the ball not go in, but more of a surprise.

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