Chapter 255: The Most Exciting Plot (Part II)

Cazorla's footwork and footwork are among the top in the Villarreal team, and at the moment he is standing in the corner area, constantly looking at the situation in the penalty area with his eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Not many people have come up, except for the two strikers and Hosico, only the young centre-back Godin. There is no way to do it, and the teammates are a little exhausted and don't have much hope for this last chance to attack. Among these people, Godin has the best header ability, but the Uruguayan defender is also full of sweat at the moment, panting softly.

He was also very tired, and he didn't know how high he could jump in this corner?

Cazorla shook his head helplessly, and then his eyes saw the figure at the top of the arc of the penalty area, which made his eyes flash with a suspicious look.

Fan Bizhuang's request is simple, and its central meaning is three words: pass the high ball.

It's not a problem, or rather, it's very simple to do, it's almost technical, it's like driving a big foot, as long as you don't get too far offset, and then make the ball as high as possible.

But...... What does it mean that you are so far away from the exclusion zone? It's okay if you want to go golf, but at such a distance, after the football is kicked, can you chase it?

Or do you not want to fight for the first landing point at all, the high ball is just to make the penalty area chaotic, and you are waiting outside the penalty area, ready to receive the second landing point?

There is no doubt that Fan Bizhuang's ability to bounce and stay in the air is excellent, and he has made his teammates marvel more than once in the team's training matches. However, there are still some doubts about his header ability, although Fan Bizhuang has also scored with his head in the league, but there are very few times. His ability to bounce is more in the confrontation with opponents when receiving and stopping the ball.

Thinking like this, Cazorla became more and more sure of his guesses. But he didn't delay, the referee had already signaled that he could take a corner kick, he raised his hand, as if he was expressing some code to his teammates, in fact, there was no code at all, he was just using gestures to secretly demonstrate Bi Zhuang, I'm ready to kick off, you can do it yourself.

Santiago raised his hand, he looked into the penalty area, and the run...... It was Villarreal's real last attack, and after that, the whistle will blow at the end of the game! Can the yellow submarine work miracles? ”

"The football was kicked into the sky and raced towards the penalty area...... Santiago made a mistake and the quality of the corner was average, not fast and seemed a little higher......"

"It's too high! Villarreal doesn't have a giant striker who is more than two meters tall, and no one can top this ball! Navarro jumped up with Josico, the former trying to clear the ball and the latter trying to go for the top but ...... The soccer ball is so high that neither of them seems to be able to touch the soccer ball! ”

"Look at this posture, the two of them will rise together...... Wait, who is this? Who's this!! Someone rushed up! …… Number 23! It's Villarreal's number 23, Fan! His speed was fast, his momentum was extremely fierce, and he jumped directly on the line of the big penalty area! Oh my God, Fan seems to be flying! ”

The fans stood up, the commentators held their breath, the coaches outside the stadium, and the substitute players all jumped up from their seats, or clenched their fists, or stretched out their arms, everyone's faces were anxious and nervous, and strangely, no one made a sound, just opened their mouths in amazement, looking at the penalty area burningly.

There, a figure rose into the air, followed by a soaring eagle, swooping in with the momentum of an eagle striking the sky.

Jumped too far, and jumped too much...... It's too high!

Outstanding jumping and super ability to stay in the air are vividly displayed at this moment, with the huge forward momentum of running, Fan Bizhuang is actually after the jump, the last to come, his head jumped past Hosiko and Navarro, poked out from the middle of the two heads, and then the body continued to rise, and then ...... The football that seemed to be playing big just hit Fan Bizhuang's head, and the football changed direction and went straight to the upper right corner of the goal in a daze.

The sudden change made the breath of the players on both sides stagnant, and everyone turned their heads to look at the figure that was still stuck in mid-air, as well as ...... Football that moves forward with an unstoppable momentum.

This includes Canizares, who is suspected of being possessed by God, at such a close distance, in the face of such a powerful header, let alone God's possession, even if he is God, there is only one thing he can do at this moment - that is, waving, turning his head, and being powerless.

Hosiko and Navarro fell to the ground almost at the same time, the former's face was full of shock and joy, while the latter's face was full of shock, what Navarro was thinking at the moment, Josicko didn't know, but his feelings were very intuitive, he suddenly felt that the boy who was stranded in mid-air, in this dark night sky, was like a blazing sun, blooming with a light that could not be ignored.

"His future is limitless! Van is going to be a real superstar from a small town, or a real superstar coming out of a small town! ”

This idea just appeared in Hosico's mind, Fan Bizhuang had landed, and the football had also successfully rushed into the net.

Then, the Love Song Stadium fell into a deathly silence.

No one spoke, no one made a sound, everyone raised their arms and opened their mouths wide, not knowing what to do, time seemed to be frozen at this moment, and it seemed as if a mime was being staged.

Only the numbers on the electronic scoreboard outside the field remind everyone that none of this is a dream, all this is extremely real, in the ninety-fifth minute of the game, a whistle kill, was born!

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Fan Bizhuang fell from the sky, not seeing the horror and loss on Canizares' face, or even the football still bouncing in the net. He knew it was a goal, he knew he had killed his derby rivals!

He turned, got down on his knees, and made his signature gesture of pointing to the sky. In the silence of the court, everyone seemed to cooperate with him, witnessing him religiously doing what he wanted to do.

Then, the Love Song Stadium resounded with cheers and roars all over the hills, as well as countless screams, as well as lighters, notes, scarves and other miscellaneous items that frantically poured down from the stands, this is not to express dissatisfaction to Fan Bizhuang, the home fans who are so excited that they are crazy, but they are just unconsciously venting the emotions that are boiling to the point of exploding in this way.

Fan Bizhuang finally stood up, his arms outstretched, his cheeks tilted back, as if enjoying the stares and cheers of the fans, and as if he was listening to the enchanting night.

He is standing in the center of the stage, where there is only one focal point, only one star, and his name is Fan-Bi-Zhuang!

The teammates rushed up, and Fran carried him while he was still listening, followed by Rossi, Hosico, Godin...... The teammates worked together to carry Fan Bizhuang on their shoulders, roaring wildly while holding their heads up and patrolling in place. It's like showing their heroes to the fans, and it's like carrying their emperor over his subjects and territory!

Domineering and awe-inspiring! Truly domineering!

An 18-year-old boy, with the posture of a king, made countless people bow down and let the city prostrate at his feet!

"The ball is in! The ball is in! The ball is in! Ball...... Entered! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! Fan...... GOAL! It's lore! It's a real kill! It's a lore from Fan! In the ninety-fifth minute, the last minute, the last second, the last breath, Fan's header put the score beyond again! ”

"No one thought that the game would have such a dramatic scene! You know, more than five minutes ago, Valencia, who was playing away, still had a one-goal lead! ”

"Five minutes later, everything was different! A thrilling equaliser in 90 minutes, a last-minute strike in stoppage time! Incredible! Truly incredible! ”

"Lead, equalize, lead, equalise, fall behind, equalize, come back until the last minute...... Fights, confrontations, fouls, yellow cards...... A classic game, a great derby, all the elements! There is no more exciting plot than this, and the ups and downs of the plot are more intoxicating and sighing than Hollywood dramas! Yes, this is a classic game that will go down in history! Of course, this is not the most important reason, I would say that on this night, this small seaside town, this romantic stadium, will have their own ...... King! ”

The commentators also went crazy, except for Correa, when everyone was roaring hysterically, he was the only one who repeatedly asked himself with a dull face: "The ball is in?" How is this possible? This...... How could it be ......"

Nothing is impossible, because the facts are right in front of you, already in the love song field, already in the madness.

Arces was yelling hoarsely, with only two simple words, which he repeated over and over again: "King! King!! King! From this day on, from this night, our King is born, and he is—"

"—Fan!"

He was answered by the more than 30,000 fans in the stadium, as well as countless submarine fans who sat in front of the TV and did not show up.

Whether it's in the stands, at home, in an Internet café or in a bar, everyone stands up, waving their arms and roaring along with the stadium -

"King!"

"King!!"

"The King's !!"

The overwhelming momentum is amazing, and the scorching tide almost overturns the love song stadium completely!

"The King?"

Fernandez's eyes flashed complicatedly, but he was not convinced, but he saw Fan Bizhuang's ascension to the throne in this stadium, and he didn't know how he felt, and at this moment, he could only mutter, "This is him...... Is there a reason to exist? ”