There are no defenders in front of him, and Chu Yang doesn't need to pay attention to any dribbling skills, just push the ball and catch up.

Two more steps into the forbidden area, all the spectators stood up, and an exclamation suddenly sounded.

No. 4 suddenly put the shovel from behind, and there was no intention of closing his feet at all.

It's a shovel that goes for people.

Chu Yang instinctively felt bad, and hurriedly jumped up, although he dodged the spikes of No. 4, he was still tripped by him and fell to the ground.

"Foul! Foul! This is a malicious foul! Chu doesn't have the ball at his feet, this is a move that should be banned! ”

The fans on the sidelines were also excited.

"Damn the Ameari! You don't deserve to play football! ”

"Poor Chu, I hope he's okay."

"This butcher, he's supposed to play ugly English or Italian football."

Mei Yun and Chu Yu's hearts tightened, the hands of the mother and daughter had been clasped together unconsciously, and they were relieved to see Chu Yang standing up, as if there was nothing serious.

"Beep!" The whistle sounded, and the referee ran over, reached into his pocket, and raised a red card.

No. 4 glared at Chu Yang fiercely, cursed something in his mouth, ignored the referee, and walked out directly.

The other Ameari players also wanted to plead with the referee, but when they saw the appearance of No. 4, they directly accepted their fate.

"Chu, are you okay?" Mo Ya was the first to arrive, looking at Chu Yang's feet worriedly.

"It's okay, I just tripped over it." Chu Yang shook his feet and said.

"That's good."

"Chu looks fine, thank goodness," said Milk, "Valencia won a free-kick from the edge of the box and it's up to Sesk. ”

"Damn it!" Brady kicked the water bottle away from the sideline, attracting a malicious look from the fourth official, and he quickly looked at the field, pretending not to know anything, but the Valencia fans would not let him go, and directly let out a series of shrill boos towards him.

"A little to the left, there's a guy here," Ameari's goalkeeper commanded his teammates to put up a wall, "Ibaka, you don't need to, you follow that Chinese No. 9, watch out for his shots." ”

Ibaka, who was about to be a human wall, walked towards Chu Yang with his head down, to be honest, he was a little worried about Chu Yang.

But Chu Yang welcomed him very well.

"Hey, man, meet again."

"Alright, Ping Pong boy, don't talk to me, or I can't guarantee that I won't punch your handsome face."

"Oh, although you're complimenting me on being handsome, it's still so sad for me, I hit it off with you at first sight and want to make friends with you."

Ibaka believed that he was a ghost, and stared directly at Mo Ya who was about to make a free throw, not wanting to pay attention to Chu Yang, but as soon as he ignored Chu Yang, he disappeared, and Ibaka could only chase after Chu Yang who couldn't stop changing positions with a headache.

Moya set the ball, took a few steps back, panting slightly and waiting for the referee's whistle.

This is the position he is best at, and he usually has at least 30% certainty of breaking the goal directly, but now it is different.

He was so tired.

Valencia's offensive almost had to be launched by him, and the burst in the penalty area just now greatly drained his physical strength.

"I can only try to pass the ball," Mo Ya thought to himself, "Chu should be fine, right?" ”

The team's free kicks have always been sent by him, and he has not specially practiced any free kick tactics at ordinary times, so if you want to play cooperation, you can only rely on the tacit understanding between teammates or the personal ability of the striker.

There is naturally no such thing as tacit understanding between Chu Yang and Mo Ya, but Chu Yang should be trustworthy if he has the ability.

Moya ran and kicked up a curling ball.

The ball flew over the wall, it didn't look very good, and it fell limply a few meters from the goal.

Ameari's players all breathed a sigh of relief, only Ibaka suddenly burst out, and when he turned his head, the kid playing table tennis had already run out two steps.

"Sesque's free-kick is of terrible quality, wait! Clear! He's chasing the ball! It's not a shot, it's a pass! ”

The football was falling to the front left side of the small penalty area, Chu Yang was chasing after the right side of the small penalty area, and the goalkeeper pounced on the ball, judging by the speed, Chu Yang should have touched the ball first.

Everyone else was half a second slower to run towards the football, but it was clearly too late.

The football fell, Chu Yang jumped, turned around, swung his legs, and gently padded his heel in the middle and lower part of the ball, and the football bounced up again, passing over the goalkeeper's head and falling into the goal.

Da Bongxian's scorpion tail shone for the first time at the Mestalla Stadium, and the entire stadium seemed to be eerily quiet for two seconds before suddenly erupting.

Chu Yang opened his arms, raised his head slightly, and walked to the stands with an expression of "Lao Tzu is like this" after learning to score first.

Mo Ya was the first to fly again, and without saying a word, he jumped directly onto Chu Yang's back.

"Damn it, Sesk, get out of here, I don't like men."

Mo Ya laughed, jumped down and grabbed Chu Yang's neck directly from behind, and shouted, "Damn Chu, are you God?" Only God can shoot like that. ”

"his God, I'm going to be the Great Demon King," Chu Yang got rid of his clutches, "The Great Demon King who dominates world football, how is it, doesn't it sound very emotional?" ”

"Feelings? No, it's naïve! Only elementary school students will think this kind of title is cool, I have to say, Chu, you have a childlike heart. ”

"Cut! You don't understand! ”

"Magical goal, Chu kicked the ball into the goal of Ameari with a roundabout kick, let's see, how chic his action is, oh, he is the same as just now, he doesn't even look at the goal, is this a popular way to celebrate this year? Or is it a special hobby of the Chinese? Dias, what do you think of the goal? ”

'It's good, it's as beautiful as the goal I scored at the Euros.'

"Hahaha, do you mean you scored with that crappy heel? Did I tell you that your celebration was so ugly, okay, okay, I know you want to say times are different, let's go back to this goal, I guess the crowd wants to know what a goal like you would get for a professional like you? ”

"Evaluation? Well, the evaluation is to go to his nine goals and I declare that I am already yang. Chu's fans too. ”

"No, no, no, it should be called Chu Yang, Chu is the surname, Yang is the name, the name of the Chinese is not the same as ours, hey, Dias, don't look at me with such adoring eyes, I have not studied Chinese culture, I just did my homework, I knew that Chu would become a big man, according to the Chinese, that is called a big thing, you see, I am not as good as you in football, but you are far worse than me in terms of vision."