Barcelona, Camp Nou.

Fan Bizhuang's action was simple, after shaking Abidal away, Fan Bizhuang caught up with the football and went forward again.

It's a stance to rush forward with the ball, and there's nothing unusual about it.

Everyone thought that Fan Bizhuang would plan a quick counterattack on the spot, and his action of dribbling forward proved it, but the next moment, Fan Bizhuang, who only took two steps forward with the ball lightly, suddenly held the momentum of the forward rush, and while raising his head, his left foot kicked heavily on the grass, and his right foot was raised high.

Kaka rushed forward quickly on the right side of the middle, looking back as he ran, C. Ronaldo also ran quickly towards the penalty area, and was waving for the ball, Xavi, Diarra and others in the midfield also ran through the midfield from behind, and they were ready to meet Fan Bizhuang at any time.

Barcelona reacted quickly, and the moment Casillas launched a counter-attack with a strong hand throw, they quickly retreated, ready to deal with Real Madrid's next quick counter-attack.

Whether it is Real Madrid or Barcelona players, everyone is waiting for Real Madrid's counterattack, but their expressions are suddenly frozen and sluggish when they see Fan Bizhuang's movements.

"What is he going to do?"

"What do you want to do?"

Fan suddenly stood still in the middle of running, his right leg raised, and he ...... Should he be ...... Shots? Oh my God, to shoot from this position, the ball is at least a galaxy away from the goal! ”

A big question mark suddenly appeared in everyone's minds, and even the commentator's eyes widened incredibly, with faint expectations, and more, they couldn't believe and question.

Their guess was confirmed, and the next moment, under the gaze of nearly 100,000 pairs of eyes in the audience, Fan Bizhuang's right leg quickly fell and hit the bottom of the football hard.

Abidal may be the closest player on the field to Fan Bizhuang, and he knows best what the opponent wants, when Fan Bizhuang raised his foot, he turned and ran towards the goal, although he also felt that the Real Madrid No. 23 player was twitching in his head, otherwise how could he shoot directly from such a distance from the goal, but out of the instinct of the defender, he still wanted to stop.

It's just that his movements are a beat slower after all, he was already thrown off a distance by Fan Bizhuang, and he was carried around again, and his physical fitness gradually couldn't keep up, so when he just fell to the ground and slid over, it was already late, and the football had already risen to the sky and galloped forward.

This change, or rather, Fan Bizhuang's sudden ultra-long-distance shot made everyone stunned. The most rapid reaction was the commentators on the scene, and in the blink of an eye, they shouted in a sharp tone.

"Fan Fan Fan! He shot! He was at least forty meters away from the goal and shot straight at the goal! That's really ...... What a courageous attempt! ”

"What is Fan doing? What does he want to do? Did he give up the game? Or does he want to hit the big luck? But soccer isn't about luck! ”

"Fan's sudden shot was shocking and I have to admit that in terms of surprise, Fan did it, just to score from such a distance, it's almost impossible, unless Fan is God's bastard, and only then will luck be on his side......"

"I think so, Fan's move is so unwise, he seems to have lost his mind because of the fierce competition, which is extremely stupid...... Oooo For what you see! What did I see!! God, incredible! It's incredible! The football rushed high into the sky, but it fell sharply at the highest point, and the destination was exactly the direction of the goal! ”

"Valdés! Valdés is making a quick retreat...... It's unbelievable, Valdés' position is ...... Oh my God, the Barcelona goalkeeper was too far forward, and he stepped back quickly with a deep look of panic, but it seemed that he couldn't back faster than the ball fell...... Oh my God, Fan is not lucky, he has long observed the position of the Barcelona goalkeeper! ”

"It's a race between Valdés and football, but now it looks like Valdés is falling behind! …… What I want to say is, damn it, is Fan really the illegitimate son of God? A magical and shocking scene, will it really be staged? ”

Doubts and criticisms turned into exclamations and screams in the blink of an eye, and the commentators who watched the trajectory and landing point of the football roared hoarsely as if they had collectively beaten chicken blood.

At this moment, the Camp Nou stadium suddenly fell into an eerie silence, all the home fans were nervous and panicked, looking at the stadium without blinking, looking at the football that was falling rapidly towards the goal, and Valdés panicked backwards.

"Impossible! Impossible!! ”

"Don't go in! Don't go in! - Can't enter! ”

Barcelona fans are praying frantically in their hearts, and the Real Madrid players who also saw this scene and had a premonition that the ball was likely to end up falling to, as well as the few Real Madrid fans, were clenched their fists, clenched their teeth, and roared in anticipation with nervous eyes.

"Enter! Enter!! Come in!! ”

No matter what kind of voice, what kind of expectation, but the time will always come, Valdés's regression speed is not slow, but his position is too forward, when his teammates completely suppressed Real Madrid, he had nothing to do and had already walked out of the small penalty area, not a few steps away from the top of the arc of the penalty area, he did not have the slightest worry before, but at this moment, his heart was full of endless remorse, and even faintly gave birth to the pessimistic idea of wanting to grow two more legs under him.

On the pitch, you can never run past a football.

This is a golden rule similar to the "theory of relativity", but at this moment, it is vividly embodied.

Valdés rolled back like crazy, but when the ball went over his head and fell towards the goal behind him, his heart was already cold.

Valdés gave up, he fell weakly on the way back, and he didn't look back, because the deathly silence at the Camp Nou had already told him the final "home" of the ball.

At this time, the Camp Nou stadium is indeed a deathly silence, a suffocating silence.

Although there was a faint premonition in their hearts, when this scene really happened, everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes and open their mouths, the duel between Real Madrid and Barcelona has always been a fierce battle, they thought that with the strength of Real Madrid, they would score goals, but they never thought that their team would lose the ball in such a way!

Super Hanging Shot!

Shocking shooting!

A lob shot from more than 40 meters away!

This way of scoring is enough to amaze anyone and make anyone speechless, but for Barcelona, conceding such a goal is completely a shame, a way that is enough to be talked about by other fans and let themselves be tied to the frame of shame for a long time!

And what makes Barcelona fans even more unacceptable is that the player who scored this earth-shattering shot is still the one who was booed and scolded by them, look at the previous ridicule, and then recall the words of "he is like a dog" before, compare the reality, compare Valdés who was paralyzed on the ground helplessly and powerless, and the Barcelona players who were silent on the field, the teenager hit them on the cheek like a fierce slap.

Endless boos? Endless invective? Say I'm like a dog?

Now, who is more like a powerless ...... Dog!

All Barcelona fans have a feeling of being slapped in the face at this moment, and what makes their chests even more panicked is the powerlessness that wants to continue to abuse but is speechless.

"Fan! Fan!! Fan!!! ”

"Van scored a super lob at the Camp Nou that silenced the whole stadium! Forty-three meters! Forty-three meters!! This is an unbeatable goal, a super goal that is enough to be re-entered in history and looked up to by countless latecomers! ”

“GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL！ GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL！ GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL！ I felt like I was dreaming, and of course, if it was a dream, I would have liked never to wake up, because it was a goal that was so beautiful that I couldn't help myself, so ...... GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL！ GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL！ ”

"Sudden outburst! Suddenly a masterpiece! In a way that no one could have imagined, Fan once again went wild at Camp Nou! I think the fans here must remember the fact that Fan has always been the 'bitter master' here! As long as he plays against Barcelona, he is always in excellent form! This goal is the best proof of this! ”

At the Camp Nou, where only the commentators were screaming heartbreakingly, Van Bizhuang had already finished his celebrations and stood up from the grass, Raul, Kaka, Alonso...... His teammates rushed over with shouts, roaring at him and waving at him in congratulations.

Such a goal can be called a "flying fairy out of the sky", which not only surprised the opponent's expectations, but also shocked his teammates. Most importantly, this goal greatly boosted the morale of the team, and narrowing the score gap in this way was enough to regain the high morale of the Real Madrid players!

Pellegrini clenched his fists and waved his hands like crazy, the excitement on his face was revealed.

Guti, Van der Vaart and others on the bench were also flushed with excitement and kept clapping and shouting.

The Barcelona players stared blankly at the loud celebration next to Real Madrid, Messi's eyes flashed with a look of mixed disbelief, and in the coach's box of the home team, Guardiola kept shaking his head in frustration.

Beside him, Enrique shook his head helplessly after being shocked, but his eyes were still staring at the familiar boy.

"I knew that without such a smooth flow, Fan, he would not have allowed us to achieve what we wanted easily. So ......"

"Is this your counterattack? Now you, have you sounded the horn of a counteroffensive? ”

Enrique looked at the young man with a bright smile, and a hint of a bad premonition already appeared in his heart.

"Mr. Josep."

Enrique turned to his immediate boss and offered his advice: "Do we need to make some changes?" Van seems to be in good shape, and I think we should make a relative adjustment, maybe it's a good idea to have Sergio drop back to help Abidal help defence. ”

Guardiola glanced up at the assistant, whom he admired, and finally shook his head in refusal.