It was an own goal that was entirely the result of the Parisian players being too professional, but Alger's header was tricky enough to be scored if he hadn't been stopped.

"GOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL, WHAT A WONDERFUL GOAL, THE KING OF THE HILL TOOK THE LEAD AGAIN, AND IT WAS OUR AERIAL BOMBER - ALGER WHO SCORED FOR US." After the equalizer in Paris, the atmosphere was very low for a while, but when the goal came out, the atmosphere rose again.

Okocha walked over and comforted his teammates who had just scored an own goal, he knew very well in his heart that his teammates did nothing wrong, he did his duty as a central defender, but it was a pity that God was not beautiful, and his performance was still worthy of recognition.

With only 30 minutes into the first half, there were already three goals, and it looked like the game was going to turn into a shootout.

This goal, the group in the audience watched Nie Huan the most, if it wasn't for his pass, this attack would not have been played.

"Mr. President, I think the current Nie Huan is very much in line with the needs of our team, now our team needs a real core whether it is offensive or defensive, Xavi is still too young, and the Dutch gang in the midfield is a little old." Rexage said to the chairman next to him, Gaspart, they are also coming for Nie Huan today, and they and Manchester United are the two teams closest to Nie Huan.

"Well, the current Nie is very good, and it is also the best time to join our Barcelona, I believe that the midfield formed by him and Xavi will definitely shock the world." Gaspat was also very satisfied with Nie Huan, and his words were quite instructive, as if Nie Huan was really in Barcelona's bag.

The other people in the audience who were interested in Nie Huan sneered, and as soon as the two of them finished speaking, Ferguson over there immediately opened fire on them, "What you two said is very beautiful, but you take it for granted, don't forget who founded your current system, and don't forget whose son Nie is." With that, Ferguson turned his head and continued to watch the game.

At this time, Lexage and Gaspar looked at each other, Ferguson's words seemed to be a slap in the face to wake them both up, Ferguson was right, the two of them were really too taken for granted, they actually forgot the existence of Cruyff, although he is a Dutchman, but Barcelona's current system is really from his hands, and on the field, he and Beckenbauer are mortal enemies. Especially the 1974 World Cup final, which can really be called a stain on his life, when the Dutch team led by one goal, he was defeated by the Germanic army led by Beckenbauer, and since then the uncrowned years of the orange army have begun.

Of course, Nie Huan is Nie Huan, Beckenbauer is Beckenbauer, if Nie Huan can really join Barcelona, even if he offends Cruyff, anyway, the current Barcelona has reached the bottom of history, and it is really time to rebuild.

The game on the field was still anxious, in the corner of the audience, no one and Ellie's family came, they came to cheer for Paris, but Elliejie was a little absent-minded when she watched the game, and her eyes were still staring straight at Bochum's No. 5.

Xiao Luo took the ball, after two people faced Nie Huan a bicycle, and then a cow tail, Nie Huan was shocked into a cold sweat, on the surface he was still very calm, when Xiao Luo's tail was about to succeed in the end, Nie Huan suddenly kicked out, he hooked the ball under Xiao Luo's feet to his feet, and Nie Huan's foot hook ball in this game has also become a beautiful landscape.

Nie Huan was obviously a little overly proud, he didn't notice Okocha behind him at all, Okocha came behind Nie Huan, and hooked the ball back to his feet with the same method as Nie Huan just now, and then suddenly it was a long pass, at this time Xiao Luo was no longer by Nie Huan's side, and he was already rushing to the front.

Xiao Luo's speed is still very fast, his left side of Paris this season, can be said to be the most outstanding magic wing in the French league, there is no one, he took the ball to the penalty area, facing Enke, directly a small angle shot, but unfortunately was blocked by Enke, coincidentally the ball returned to his feet, at this time Enke has fallen to the ground, in the face of such a good opportunity, Xiao Luo is another sweep of the ball, the ball only drilled the lower corner of the goal, the score was equalized again, this time still using Nie Huan's mistake.

Nie Huan hammered his head in annoyance, what was he thinking about just now, damn it, the score was tied again.

Before we knew it, the first half was forty minutes into it, and the game was over in less than ten minutes.

Nie Huan continued to control the ball in the midfield, at this time the players in Paris began to compress his passing space again, Nie Huan played very awkwardly during this time, and failed to grasp several opportunities, the head coach of Paris was very proud on the sidelines, this time Nie Huan finally couldn't jump. As long as Nie Huan is contained, Paris will win this game.

The two sides returned to the lounge with a draw, and after Nie Huan took a shower, he sat on the side, silently thinking about the plan for the second half, the number of games has increased, and the opponent's understanding of himself has further increased, and he will no longer be as comfortable as before, but the fun of the game is here.

Nie Huan bent down, took off the weight that was originally loaded on his calves, and then threw it aside, and his legs suddenly felt a lot easier.

"Holy, are you a human or a monster, you were playing with this thing in the first half?" When Frank saw this heavy object, he couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

The other teammates were originally full of worries about the second half of the game, but when they saw Nie Huan take off the weight on his legs, their worries were completely thrown out of the clouds.

The coach in Paris over there looked very proud, he really naively thought that his tactics had restrained Nie Huan.

In the second half of the game, the Bochum team began to deliberately start to speed up, Nie Huan took the ball, the players in Paris began to repeat the old tricks, Nie Huan did not talk nonsense with them this time, and passed the ball directly between them, at this time there was only one central defender in the front, Kennedy received the ball, and the wind came to the front, the Paris goalkeeper looked very calm, Kennedy chose to push the far corner, the ball was blocked by his fists, at this time, from the center of the penalty area came a heavy artillery level bombardment, and the Paris goal was blasted open again.

This kick was naturally scored by Nie Huan, Nie Huan did not go to the halfcourt to prepare for a new round of attack as usual at this time, but rushed to the camera and lifted his jersey, the white training uniform inside was written with a bright red line of big words "CherylAnnTweedy's happybirthday", Cheryl did not come to watch the game today, Nie Huan hoped she could see it on the TV.

"Wow, our KING scored a beautiful goal, is it Cheryl's birthday? It seems that our KING wants to express his heart in this way, they are really talented and beautiful......" The commentator's words are completely off, and it is certain that after this game, Cheryl will definitely appear on the front page.

The referee on the scene was not so understanding, he came to Nie Huan's side and showed him a yellow card without hesitation, Nie Huan did not argue, but smiled at the referee on duty, and ran to the backfield to prepare for defense.

Cheryl was still recording her new album, her first solo album.

"Shirley, turn on the TV, quick, there's a wonderful shot on it." Daniel didn't know where to find out about Nie Huan's birthday celebration on the court.

Shirley is really speechless about this recording engineer, but this guy's talent is also jealous.

Shirley turned on the TV, and it happened that Nie Huan lifted his jersey and walked towards the camera, when Cheryl saw the line of words on his chest, her heart was as sweet as eating honey, and the whole person seemed to be filled with happiness and became stupid and stupid.

On the other side of the audience, Ellie Jie saw this scene, and left the audience directly, and then prepared to leave, Bochum is destined to be his sad place, he said that he would not shed tears again, but the tears still dripped down involuntarily, who can blame all this, maybe these are all arranged by God, Nie Huan is just a passerby in his life after all, although he has left enough brilliance in his life.

"Huanzi, I can't imagine that you have become so amorous now, I really can't imagine it, and sure enough, falling out of love will make a man grow is not wrong at all." Kennedy took advantage of this opportunity to taunt Nie Huan fiercely, Nie Huan is in a good mood now, and naturally he won't bother with this guy.

Okocha and Xiao Luo's faces were very ugly, I didn't expect that in the second half, Nie Huan would become the omnipotent Nie Huan again, could it be that the weakness in the final period of the first half was really just his illusion? Or did he deliberately do this to confuse himself?

The Paris coach felt as uncomfortable and disgusting as a fly at this time, and he thought he had really restrained Nie Huan, but he immediately counterattacked with a strong performance, and stomped on his face a few times.

Okocha was very angry, Xiao Luo was very unhappy, the result was that in the next ten minutes, these two people teamed up in the Bochum penalty area to bombard, but unfortunately they may have been carried away by anger, their onslaught did not change the situation of the game, but let Nie Huan seize an opportunity and score another goal, 4:2, Paris is really useless now.

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