Will the last person cry be himself, Arces doesn't know, at the moment he just wants to laugh out loud and shout loudly, this is a happy moment for him, but also a happy moment for Villarreal, the team he supports scored a record goal, he has no reason not to be happy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, while being happy, you can also hit the "sworn enemy" hard, and there is nothing happier in the world than this.

Arces laughed uncontrollably and celebrated, while he was joined by tens of thousands of home fans.

Yellow flags fluttered in the air, banners and posters hunted in the night breeze, and after Nihat scored a new record-breaking goal, the entire Love Song Stadium was completely boiled.

"Nihat! Nihat! ”

"While it's not a good thing for a guy to too fast, I want to say - beautifully, Kach! That's it, in the faces of those bastards, shoot with impunity...... Let's do it! ”

"Do you see, people of the city? Where is your pride? Where is your arrogance? Where are all your emotions at this moment? ”

"Ha, dear city dwellers, congratulations on becoming the creators of a new record...... Backdrop! I have to say, this is a big tragedy for you! Hahaha! ”

The whole world was full of cheers and roars, and the visiting fans, who numbered less than a thousand, could only tremble in silence in the midst of such a tsunami-like wave.

Manuel Pellegrini cheered from the sidelines, unbuttoning his crisp suit, his excitement burning all over his body, and he ripped off his red tie, held it in his hand, screaming and waving it.

The calm and calm manager also had such a fanatical side, and his emotions inspired the other coaches, Mr. Ruben and his colleagues, who also celebrated hoarsely and loudly on the sidelines. Behind them, a group of substitutes screamed and hugged each other and high-fived.

On the field, Nihat, who had celebrated the end of the celebration, walked back from the sidelines and hugged Fan Bizhuang gently.

"That's a good pass, rookie!"

"You're in luck, Kärcher." Fan Bizhuang responded with a smile.

Speaking of which, there was indeed a lot of luck in this goal. Blitzkrieg is not a new word in world football, with both success and failure abounding. Just like Villarreal's fast attack, they just implemented the manager's tactical intention, wanting to bring the game into a fast pace from the beginning, subconsciously attacking fast, and even they didn't expect that things would go so smoothly, a few inverted feet, a cross, and then outflanking in place, until a perfect result.

Nihat laughed, salivating and boasting to himself: "Luck is also a kind of strength!" Anyway, I just scored, and it was such a beautiful record-breaking goal! Ha, as soon as I saw the stunned expressions of the bunnies on the other side, I felt refreshed! ”

"It's really cool!"

Fan Bizhuang nodded in agreement, being able to lead the derby rival and create a new record goal on the corpse of the rival is like drinking a sip of soda on a hot summer, which couldn't be more refreshing!

"Okay, forget about the goal and keep trying!"

Fan Bizhuang waved his hand and motioned for everyone to hurry back to their respective positions and prepare to return to the game.

Neha nodded, but suddenly turned back to his strike partner Fran and said, "I said Diego, do you feel that Fan is becoming more and more like a leader?" Ha, this kid is really a captain. ”

"Do you think everyone is like you, never in tune? Let me tell you, it's useless for you to be envious, jealous and hateful, don't look at Fan's age younger than you, but he is more suitable than you as the captain. ”

Fran gave her partner a disdainful look, then turned and stood by the middle circle.

"I'm just casually saying, hasn't this kid not yet worn the captain's armband, just like that, he really became the first captain in the future, so won't he go to heaven?" Nihart muttered a few words, and regardless of Fran not paying attention to him anymore, he shook his head and said to himself, "Tsk, the rookie has become the captain, isn't my big brother just under him?" That's really ...... But it's okay, I'm not convinced that someone else is the captain. The captain is Fan, I don't have much to say, well, that's it, who made us good brothers......"

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At the sound of Nihat's broken thoughts, the game quickly resumed.

The atmosphere on the pitch has changed at this moment.

A minute earlier, the football had just been kicked off, but both teams were evenly on points at that time, so the visitors didn't feel much of it. But now it's different, they just started the game and they fell behind, or they fell behind in the way of achieving a new record for the opponent, which is a fact that they simply can't accept.

Derby, no one will admit it!

Villarreal wants to start without saying a word to the other party, and Valencia naturally has this mentality. In the original plan, they were going to fight the derby to the end, but now that the score is behind, they are angry, and they are naturally more energetic.

Valencia immediately made a counterattack with practical actions!

They also pushed through the midfield at great speed, and after a few simple passes, they hit the ball to the edge of the box.

Valencia was hoping to score a lightning goal from the home team, but Villarreal had already prepared for this, Mavuba was actively running at the back, several midfielders were helping to defend at the same time, and the defenders were also methodically organizing the defense, Valencia did not find an opportunity to take advantage of.

Valencia finally lost possession of the ball in front of the home team's strict formation, to be exact, they took the initiative to give up the ball, and they could not find the opportunity to penetrate into the penalty area, and finally Joaquin came with a long-range shot from a distance of about 23 meters, and it was hastily done.

The football flew high into the stands, and the home fans cooperated with Joaquín who shot the goal with unceremonious taunts and ridicule.

Joaquin's shot was not so much aimed at the goal as it was venting. It is not only to vent his resentment, but also to vent the frustration of the whole Valencia team. At the beginning of the game, they were already behind, this kind of change, how could they not be angry, this shot with a head and no tail, it was like a catharsis.

Of course, the failure of this shot did not mean that Valencia did not take advantage of the home team's defence, and soon, they temporarily left the score behind them, regained their strength, and actively sought opportunities to attack.

Valencia are a traditional team in La Liga, and after being irritated by the goals they conceded, they fought back fiercely. Originally, after the goal, it was a good opportunity for Villarreal to take advantage of the victory to chase down, but Valencia reversed this inertia stubbornly, the premise of the away team's line, the attackers in the midfield continued to rush forward to break through, and the forwards were more frequent runs, and their offensive was actually during this time, suppressing the home team.

In the space of almost ten minutes, Valencia had four more shots, two of which hit the woodwork. Fortunately, the home team's defence remained calm all the time, while Diego. Lopez was also very focused, and his tall stature easily defused his opponent's attacks in a row.

Comparatively speaking, after taking the lead, Villarreal's performance was a bit quiet. During that time, they had only one shot on goal, also from distance, Cazorla received a transfer from Van Bizhuang and plunged straight down the middle, suddenly starting to shoot from a long distance from the penalty area, the angle was good, but the power was not enough, and it was easily confiscated by Canizares.

Overall, the two teams were evenly matched, with the visitors having a little more shots on goal, but both of them were fired from outside the box and the threat was limited, while the home team's attack was just as aggressive, but in the face of the visitors' better counter-attacking momentum, they were vaguely suppressed, and the number of shots on goal was not as good as that of their opponents, and the threat was naturally smaller.

This situation was actually expected by manager Manuel Pellegrini, and in this significant game, no matter which side scored first, the other team would definitely not give up. In the derby, he did not give up the idea of admitting cowardice, and the next game time was the moment when the two sides really saw the bayonets.

Facts have also proved this, the two sides on the field of the rhythm of the back and forth back and forth, you come to a long shot, I will return a strong shot outside the penalty area, both sides you come and go, all go all out, to attack the scene, see the scene of both sides of the fans in the excitement, but also can't stop the worry and nervousness.

Both sides are playing attacking football and both have opportunities, so who will score first is unpredictable, so naturally there are expectations and worries.

Of course, if the derby is only a wonderful attack and a calm defense, then it can only be regarded as an ordinary wonderful game at best, and the biggest charm of the derby, in addition to the above points, is its popularity and excitement.

Because the balance of the score was broken from the beginning of the game, at the beginning, the two teams were able to focus all their energy on the game, but as time passed, the two sides played lively, but the scene gradually developed towards a stalemate, and the strong smell of gunpowder began to ferment on the field.

With the score behind, Valencia naturally wanted to equalize the score quickly, but after a long attack, the increasingly anxious away team players were emotionally uncontrollable, which was manifested on the pitch, that is, the movements gradually became bigger and rougher.

And as the opponent's movements became bigger, Villarreal's players naturally did not show weakness, and fiercely carried the hard top with the opponent.

The smell of gunpowder smoke became more and more intense.

In the thirty-first minute of the first half, the powder keg finally exploded completely for the first time! The referee also showed the first yellow card of the game!

Riquelme used his skillful foot skills to trick Baraja and Albelda near the centre circle, and the latter chased after him angrily, and a ferocious dash knocked Riquelme to the ground.

Riquelme is an honest man, but it is even more terrible for an honest man to start a fire. The Argentine got up from the ground and bumped into Albelda with his chest up, and the two captains went straight to the bar.

Players from both sides also gathered, abusively complaining and pushing and shoving.

At the scene, there were already boos.