Chapter Forty-Three: Boy, It's a Derby!

"It's really hard enough!"

Fran rubbed his slightly aching head, glanced at Albiol, who was slowly getting up, covering his shoulders and grinning, pursed his lips, turned his head, and gave an apologetic thumbs up to Fan Bizhuang in the distance. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fan Bizhuang understood what he meant, not only signaling that he had passed the ball well, but also sorry that he couldn't take the lead to get the point.

Nodding disapprelicly, Fan Bizhuang gave him a reassuring look, saying that he would continue to play from this side road later.

During the team's training, Fan Bizhuang and several of the team's forwards have established a good tacit understanding, and Forlan smiled and nodded, and then stepped away.

The stadium is still noisy, and the game is still raging.

As soon as he came on the pitch, he almost made a killing chance, and Fan Bizhuang was more confident and ran more aggressively on the wing.

However, it is clear that this performance has caught Valencia's attention, and they will no longer be easy to let Van Bizhuang go unchecked.

Two minutes later, Fan Bizhuang once again received a pass from his teammates on the side, and in the face of Joaquin's pressing, Fan Bizhuang flicked and buckled freely, and he had to use speed to eat the opponent.

This made Joaquin depressed, such a drama of eating his opponent raw with speed was his forte in the past, but he didn't expect that one day he would be treated by his opponent in such a way, and it was in response to that sentence that he would come out to mix, and sooner or later he would have to pay it back.

Joaquin was on guard, but he was always inferior to Fan Bizhuang in terms of explosiveness, plus he ran for most of the game, and his physical fitness was also a problem, so he couldn't keep up with Fan Bizhuang's footsteps at all, and in the blink of an eye, he was easily thrown away by the other party.

"Fan! He's too fast! Joaquín simply can't keep up with him! ”

"He's rushing again! No one can stop you! ”

The fans at the scene let out excited screams, the most exciting and passionate shot on the football field is such speed and passion, everyone is fantasizing about Fan Bizhuang rushing forward at high speed and hitting the bottom line to send a wonderful pass.

Fan Bizhuang was indeed very fast, and although Joaquin struggled to catch up behind him, he always maintained at least a position of distance from him, and the gap continued to widen as he continued to increase his speed. The drama of chasing and being chased stimulates the adrenaline of every viewer.

However, this time, Van Bizhuang did not complete the assist, and Valencia full-back Moretti, who had already topped him, suddenly stabbed into the diagonal stab, a vicious sliding tackle, and even the man took the ball and knocked it to the ground.

Moretti's tackle was timed accurately, first tackled the ball, and then brought over Van Bizhuang, the referee saw it clearly from the side, blew the whistle, and only gave Villarreal a throw-in.

Fan Bizhuang got up from the ground, felt some pain in the inner calf, looked down, several clear blood marks appeared in sight, obviously, this is Moretti made bad, deliberately no hands and feet, when the tackle came to his leg so suddenly.

On the football field, there are many very hidden small actions, which may not hurt much, but are enough to affect the opponent's mood and state.

At this moment, Moretti also got up from the ground, he grinned at Fan Bizhuang, shook his arm even more threateningly, and said in a low voice: "Boy, be honest with me!" Remember, this is the derby, if you don't want to be scrapped by me, then give me a quiet moment! ”

Verbal threats are also one of many small actions, and Moretti's idea is to give the other party a dismount first, and then "warn" him, dealing with the average rookie, such a move has been tried and tested.

Fan Bizhuang glanced at him lightly, turned around and took the football thrown by the caddy, ready to throw the throw-in.

"Coward!"

Seeing that Fan Bizhuang didn't even dare to respond, Moretti sneered and sneered, and no longer cared.

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Hosiko ran closer, ready to pick up Fan Bizhuang's hand to throw the ball, Fan Bizhuang squeezed his eyebrows behind him, took two steps back, a small run, and then stood still, raised the ball above his head, and then threw it forward, and the football flew high into the air, like a cannonball straight into the penalty area.

"What are you blinking to me for...... Nima! Throw it so far, I can't catch it! ”

Hosiko yelled angrily, and quickly turned his head to look at the football, and his face suddenly became strange - Fan Bizhuang was at least twenty meters away from the penalty area, but it was such a long distance, and the hand-thrown ball rushed directly.

"It wasn't for me." It was an idea that popped into Horsico's head.

Diego. Fran appeared there, and when Fan Bizhuang glanced at him, he was still a little inexplicable, but after working together for so long, he still didn't investigate the reason in detail, so he ran over. This run was a joy falling from the sky, and without anyone realizing it, the football rushed over like a fly.

"Fan! He threw the throw-in, and Hosico was on the catch...... Fan made a mistake and threw the ball with great power! ”

"Nope! This is not a mistake! Oh my God, Fan's goal is not Hosiko at all! He threw it so far, with so much power...... Fran! Diego. Forlan appeared on the line of the penalty area and he caught the ball...... What will he do next? Pass! Forlan didn't hesitate to send the ball into the box! ”

"Nice fit! San Diego burst into the box with the ball and hit the ......"

This sudden and powerful throw made the commentators in the comment table almost stupid, and some people rubbed their eyes in disbelief, and immediately screamed and shouted after making sure that it was correct.

Pellegrini, who was on the sidelines, was also surprised at the moment, he knew that Fan Bizhuang's speed was very fast and his strength was not small, but he didn't expect that the power in his hand was also surprisingly large, and this hand tossed the ball made him a little surprised. He touched his chin, as if thinking of something, and the corners of his mouth were slightly outlined.

on the field.

Fran easily unloaded the football, but did not dare to delay more, Albiol posted it again, he turned quickly, and then quickly sent the football diagonally into the penalty area, Cazorla followed at the right time, carried the football in the run, avoided Aya's stretched right foot, did not stop, directly kicked the goal, the football bypassed the goalkeeper Canizares, and rushed straight into the far corner of the goal.

1:0!

In the 74th minute, Forlan assisted and Cazorla scored a goal, and the surprise attack planned by Fan Bizhuang himself achieved unexpected results.

“GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! The ball is in! The first goal of the Valencia regional derby was born, and it was ...... San Diego ...... Cazorla! ”

"It was an incredible goal! Even if the football was lying quietly in the goal at the moment, he still felt unbelievable - the strength of No. 23's hand was so great, he actually threw the football over at such a distance! ”

"This goal, Fan has to take the first credit! Goals and assists are not him, but he is the biggest contributor! Beautiful hand-tossed ball! Magical Hand Tossed Ball! ”

The fans in the stands clamored again, and after shouting loudly and cheering for the goal for a while, someone began to shout the name of Fan Bizhuang, Fan Bizhuang really deserved the name of Fu Jiang, the team played most of the half with Valencia, but there was no achievement, and as soon as Fu Jiang came on the field, the team immediately scored!

This is not a blessing, what is it!

"Lucky general! Fortune!! No. 23 Fan ...... Our blessed generals! ”

"I'm convinced! Really convinced! It's amazing! Such a distance, such a great strength, Fan, you are amazing! ”

"Zhuang-Bi-Fan! Zhuang-Bi-Fan! ”

There are also fans who excitedly handed over Fan Bizhuang's full name, but due to habitual reasons, Europeans and Americans read the name backwards, so Fan Bizhuang became Zhuang Bifan, and foreigners don't understand this "pretend. Force. Fortunately, Fan Bizhuang was in the field at the moment and could not hear such a shout, otherwise it was estimated that his eyes would be black and he would faint in depression.

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"Well done, Fan!"

"Boy, how did you do that? So far, oh my God, I can't believe it! ”

"Your strong hand throws the ball too well, rookie, this is going to be our new weapon! Ha, who will dare to underestimate us in the future, and turn the ball into a blow if we don't agree with each other. Bounce, throw it into their restricted area, haha! ”

The teammates all surrounded him, and Hosiko rushed up, jumped on Fan Bizhuang's back, and was so excited that he waved and shouted again and again.

This goal, the assist is Forlan, and the shot is Cazorla, but everyone understands that the biggest hero is Fan Bizhuang, his hand throw, directly threw Valencia's backline into confusion, think about it, let alone the opponent, even they didn't expect that Fan Bizhuang could stage such a wonderful show.

Cazorla looked a little depressed, it was he who scored the goal, but it was Fan Bizhuang who received cheers and praise, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. He didn't say anything, just pouted at Fan Bizhuang as if demonstratively.

It's not about scoring goals, it's about the team scoring goals, so it's time to cheer!

Fan Bizhuang understood what Cazorla meant, his post-match score in the last game was not comparable to the opponent's, and he was not a bad person, so he rushed to the camera on the sideline with Hosiko on his shoulder, and opened his mouth to shout: "I'm a fool!" I'm an idiot! I'm such a fool! ”

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"Fan! This is Fan! A magical Chinese who is good at creating miracles and creating surprises! It's incredible, at such a distance, he accurately threw the football in front of the penalty area, and he has a share of the credit for this goal! Fu Jiang, he is the real Fu Jiang of the Love Song Stadium! With him, there is victory! There is no doubt that he is an unparalleled genius, and he ...... I'll go! What a situation! ”

Arces excitedly jumped and cheered on the commentary seat, and praised him without hesitation, but he didn't expect that Fan Bizhuang's cheeks appeared on the electronic screen at the scene, and his mouth shouted "I'm a fool!" ”。

Alces was stunned: "Why do players jump out and shout that they are stupid every time I celebrate?" Is...... What a strange way to celebrate! ”