I didn't do anything today, so I picked up four chapters

I wanted to save it up for tomorrow's draft, but after thinking about it, I'll send it out

After all, I'm going to kick the free kick to the end!

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"Hey, Storm," Dekull reached out and poked his partner, "does that kid take a free-kick?" ”

Yang Sen was slightly stunned: "He has only played five games in total, including two substitutes, and I have never seen him play a free kick at all......"

De Kul nodded: "That's right, I remember that in the last round of the league he kicked three long-range shots alone, can you say ...... What did he eat that would have taught him a free kick overnight? ”

Janssen glanced at him, "Your joke isn't funny at all, Hans." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

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Suarez cursed in exasperation as he walked to the sidelines.

But before he could get out of the sideline, he turned back again.

The closest to him was Ronshette, who was ready to take a penalty, and nine other team-mates, including substitute goalkeeper Vermeer, had already squeezed into the box.

"Hey, Dragon!"

Long Shute heard someone shouting behind him, and he turned his head to see that it was Luo Yasu, who was supposed to appear.

"Are you going to teach me how to take a free kick?" He couldn't help but ask.

"Huh? I'll teach you a fart! Suarez was stunned for a moment, then stuffed the things in his hand to him, "Come on yourself!" ”

Then he hurried off the pitch, not wanting to delay his teammates for another second.

"What's that?" Long Shu looked at the ...... that the other party stuffed into his hand It was a strip of bright yellow cloth no more than two inches wide, and a white C was embroidered in it......

This is the captain's armband.

"Who are you asking me to give it to?" He turned his head and shouted, but the sound was immediately drowned out by the boos of the home fans in the stands, and he could only watch Suarez's figure disappear from the sidelines......

The captain went down, and the vice-captain Stegrenberg sat down early, and Longshit really didn't know who to give the captain's armband to.

Even if he knew, he didn't have time to run into the box......

After all, this thing is a symbol of the team, and it is impossible to throw it on the ground casually, but it is very obstructive to hold in the hand, and there are no pockets in the jersey and pants......

So Long Shute simply raised his arm and casually tied this obstructive thing to his left arm.

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"Rub," Suarez, who had just sat down on the bench, slapped his thigh and suddenly realized, "I forgot to tell him that he should have given the armband to Lindgren!" ”

Blind, who was sitting next to him, muttered, "This kid even wants to be the captain, and now I have no hope!" ”

- He is a young Ajax academy player, and it should have been his dream since he was a child......

But now, the glorious armband, which symbolized the captain's status, was hanging loosely on the arm of a boy who thought it was in the way.

Maybe someone in the Ajax team will have an opinion, but not now, all nine players are crowded in the box, forcing Fiorentina to deploy all their defensive forces in front of goal, even Gilardino has completely withdrawn, as for the counter-attack...... It's long gone from their plans.

As long as they prevent this free-kick, Fiorentina can march into the real Champions League with their heads held high!

There was a little excitement in their hearts, but at this time they forcibly suppressed it,

All eyes were on the little guy behind the football.

"23 meters from the goal, you can shoot directly on goal, or you can play a tactical combination...... What exactly will he choose? ”

The commentators are analyzing the problem.

Prandelli and his disciples were also thinking about it.

Even Van Basten and Ajax's players are thinking the same thing.

"Long Shute only took a step back, and it seems that he is probably preparing to pass the ball......"

Ronshit waved at his teammates and motioned for them to move towards the far post.

Because of his gesture, there was another storm in front of the Fiorentina goal, and those defenders were also driven around, and the teammates on both sides could no longer distinguish between friend and foe.

"Ajax's players were almost all concentrated at the far end, and they dragged all the Fiorentina defenders away......" De Kul hadn't finished his sentence when he heard a loud muffled sound in his headphones!

"Bang!"

Strength is not Long Shute's strong point, but the physical strength of the sky can support him to still kick such a powerful shot in the final moments of the game!

He remembered.

His muscles and nerves remembered.

Countless cells all over my body remembered!

Van Basten personally taught the way to shoot and this moment is being reproduced in him!

The left foot is firmly pressed into the turf, as if it can step out of a hole in the ground.

The right leg turned into a long whip!

The right foot is pumped hard in the back of the football!

It's certainly not a pass!

It's a powerful shot!

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Van Basten's mouth opened wide, and there was only an afterimage left in his pupils!

The black and white ball flew up against the turf, turning into a black shadow in mid-air, like a sharp arrow piercing the sky!

The arrow didn't break through the sky, but flew straight towards the snow-white goal along the established track, with a subtle arc and a slight rotation!

"Near the goalpost!"

Prandelli cried out, his heart hanging to his throat in an instant!

Although it is also guarded by Jovetic, it is no different from an empty gate!

Fiorentina goalkeeper Frye pounced to his right, but he only took one step before the ball flew into the six-yard box!

He stretched out his right hand in despair, but it was as far away as the end of the world from football!

"Let's go inside!"

There are Ajax fans who almost cry!

"Please fly freely!"

The Fiorentina fans even folded their hands and prayed to God to take the shot to heaven.

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"Boom!"

There was a muffled thud, and a violent shudder was heard behind Frye.

His body couldn't help but tremble.

A fine layer of goosebumps blew up from his arms and thighs!

Prandley gulped in the air of Frankie Field, cold sweat gushing down his back.

A feeling of resurrection from the dead spread from his chest to his limbs!

He threw his arms up in the air, ready for the final whistle!

This victory...... It's mine!

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Van Basten's heart fell into the ice cave after this muffled sound.

His whole body seemed to freeze in an instant.

This damn god gave me hope, but at the last moment I shattered it with my own hands!

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"Doorposts! This damn doorpost! Janssen hugged his head in frustration.

The Ajax players also held their heads.

The ball bounced high off the post, past Jovetic near the six-yard box, and fell towards the line of the big box.

Since everyone had gathered near the far post, there was no one in this space, and the nearest Jovetic was five or six meters away.

Empty?

A figure flashed in Jovetic's eyes.

His pupils suddenly constricted involuntarily!

His eyes turned red in an instant!

It's so red that it looks like it's falling into a burning flame!

In the midst of the flames, a huge number rises up!

8！

"Dragon ......"

De Kul had just shouted the first syllable when there was another muffled sound in front of the door in Florence!

"Bang!"

Ronshette's right foot was pumped on the soccer ball for the second time!

No stop-ball adjustments! Direct volley!

Jovetic's mind conjured up countless heroic ancestors: Huang Jiguang, Dong Cunrui, Qiu Shaoyun, Liu Hulan, Eight Women Throwing into the River, and the Five Heroes of Langya Mountain......

Oh no, he doesn't know these heroes.

So he subconsciously turned his tall and burly body, and even shrank his head.

When human beings protect themselves, they always burst out with great potential, and Jovetic is even faster than Messi when he does these actions, which is also a kind of potential explosion......

Then he felt a gust of wind howling over his head.

And then...... The land was silent.

It seems that after a huge natural disaster, not a single inch of grass can be grown, and thousands of people will be wiped out!

Only a whistle fluttered in the air.

"Drop!"

The goal works!

Ajax equalises!