Chapter 252: Wayne Rooney

Shaarawi is quite human. At least I didn't forget to call Chen Haonan. Ask about security.

Meantime. He gathered his teammates. Get the money ready. Just in case you lose. Just let someone send the money over......

This is a game that makes people panic. It's so worrying. So much so that the next day against the Red Star Belgrade match tactical meeting. Everybody's absent-minded.

Tonight's European Championship final is the most important thing.

But for the first time. They didn't gather together to drink. No one is stupid enough to that extent. Two deadly things come together. No matter how bold they are, they don't dare.

First of all, tonight's European Championship is going to pass. Tomorrow I will have the heart to play well.

Euro Cup though. I guess they don't feel much better when they play football.

If the family of the god of Ba is related to the second master. It is estimated that the gods of Ba will go up to the pillar and worship incense. Nothing to do with the second master. It's okay to have a God of Wealth. Anyway, there is something to worship. As long as you can win. No. Just win money.

No one expected Chen Haonan to be so crazy. Don't just take money to save them. Instead, continue to raise the bet. This crazy way to play. Even they are afraid.

But Chen Haonan had an idea in his heart. It's not quite the same with them. He dared to press like this. Nature has his ability. No one else will understand this.

He really experienced the 2014 World Cup final. It seems to have a feeling of inexplicability......

The raw rice is cooked and ripe. It's up to England to make it......

In fact, the French and the British can get their hands on the stars. There really aren't a few.

But that's the kind of strength that's it. It makes people feel that the game is difficult to figure out.

The star of both teams. In fact, they are all approaching the end of their careers.

Rooney and Ribery. They're all in their thirties. Still the backbone of the team.

Mesozoic Walket and Benzema. It's the year of the fight. But it is always impossible to pick up the girder.

The midfield and backfield are full of talent. Stable as always.

So this game. Fight is estimated or defensive. It's still a goal......

The French team is not only lucky. More home field advantage. Even the German team could only fall on their doorstep. It is conceivable that France will not win the championship at home. That's just against the sky.

What about the England team. Except for the first game lost the game. The back is a straight streak. Reached the finals.

The team's performance was even. Let's say he's a powerful attacker. I can't tell it. Let's say he's solid defensively. But it seems that every game is very unsafe.

So fans are still unanimously optimistic about the French team winning the championship......

Yes. Just fans.

Wayne Rooney, who has already made his home at Chelsea. Still the absolute number one in England.

Going downhill at Bayern Munich. Ribery is still on the altar at the European Cup.

Sympathetic handshakes. And a hug came tightly. It marks that this final is about to start.

Flags were exchanged. The national anthem was sung. The referee couldn't wait to blow the game.

The enthusiasm of the fans is as high as ever. Still fanatical than before.

It's the final after all. Seriously though. It's really not that pretty.

The beginning of the game. None of them had a decent offense.

Both sides are constantly probing. Test. Rather small offensive forces were invested. There are just two or three people in the front court. The ball is also rarely tossed at the back. It's all a big foot. Then everyone scrambles in the midfield.

It's like a chaotic war.

Is this the effect you want? Is this also a tactic. Zidane dragged his head with some disdain. I wanted to explain two sentences. But this kind of game seems a bit boring.

But he still seemed calm. After all, the French team is going to win the championship. It doesn't matter what state it is at this time.

If you can't win the Champions League at home. That can go to death. At least that's what he thinks.

He also made a special phone call before the game. Go and support Blanco.

At this time, the guest was replaced by David Beckham. The two are good friends. David Beckham sat next to him. Also dragging the head. Some of the wooden. I don't know if his mind is still here.

"David. Let's make a bet." Seeing that the scene is a little cold. Zidane simply joked with Beckham. The host doesn't know where to run. It's as if this game doesn't need to be broadcast live at all.

"Hmm." Beckham was kind of a little interested. What kind of game can Qi Zu play? Just don't play with technology. Ahem. The year in Real Madrid. Zizou loves to play games with him. Let's play free kicks. Qi Zu didn't dare to play. It's just that you have to play tricks. Isn't this embarrassing for Bei Shuai......

Fortunately, Da Luo came out to solve the siege. Now. What are you going to play again? Be in an instinctive reaction. He's still cautious.

"Aha." Zizu seemed to see what he was thinking. Don't smile meaningfully." We play half-time guessing. First half, second half. Or extra time and penalties."

"Uh-huh." Hear it's this. The heart that Beckham had chosen was put down. It's easy to do." Ha ha. Good. You say how to play."

"Just guess who was ahead in the first half. Who was ahead in the second half. Lost by an aggregate score. Just treat yourself. Please let me go where we used to be." Qi Zu's face suddenly became a lot more radiant. Places I visited back then. It sounds like a secret.

He also said it in front of the live broadcast.

Beckham's heart twitched. I didn't expect Qi Zu to pull this out. His face changed slightly. Pressed down again.

"Good. The game has been going on for about ten minutes. I'll bet on a draw in the first half. You can't bet the same way I do." David Beckham comes first and then home. Hehe laughed.

Forehead...... Qi Zu smiled bitterly. I didn't expect Beckham to be so cunning." All right. Then I'm betting on France taking a one-goal lead."

I rub. Beckham cursed secretly. Qi Zu is also very bad. Isn't this pure self-pressure on yourself......

This creates an embarrassment. Think England score. But I can only hope that it is a draw to end the first half......

"Go in, go in." Qi Zu shouted loudly on the side. Where's a bit of a ball king style?

Beckham clenched his fists over there. It's the opposite of Qizu. Qi Zu sighed. He burst out laughing.

"The French team can't do it. You look at Benzema. Obviously the physical strength can't keep up. I guess you played too hard in the last game. That's when the problem of physical strength comes to light."

Hey. As soon as I thought of it. He started cheering for England.

"Benzema stinky feet. Ribery rotten feet...... "Even the curse came out.

Qi Zu gave him a blank look. It can still be like this.

But Beckham's curse seems to have worked. Benzema shoots. The result was a kick that went off. Shots from close range. I can't even kick it in.

Ribery is making a comeback. It turned out to be a plane that was also released.

Toot toot!

The first half was really over.

"In the second half, I continued to bet on France to score a goal to win." Qi Zu's face was dead. Cold snatching words.

Lose and lose. Anyway, France just wins.

"Okay. Then I can only bet on England to win." David Beckham is in a good mood. Spread your hands. It doesn't matter the Tao.

It's all this time. The second half is different from the first half. Definitely bet on your national team to win.

Both national teams are available. It doesn't seem to be the way they thought it would be. Time passes minute by minute. But the score was still a 0.0 draw......

The two of them were having fun. But a group of people have already gone crazy.

Chen Haonan sitting in the hotel. I've been staring at the TV screen very seriously. If the French team scores a goal. Then they're done.

Luckily, Benzema and Ribery seem to be giving him face. I didn't even think about getting the ball into the goal.

The other side. Rooney and Walcourt them. It doesn't seem to be about winning the game. The game was played rather dull and boring.

But that's the kind of game. It's scary.

As long as either side scores a goal. That basically means it's over......

Careful on both sides. Rather offense is greatly discounted. Nor willing to risk attacking. Defend. Defend well. is the final foundation to win the championship.

It is believed that the idea of the head coach of both teams is the same.

Ba Shen and Sharavi them. Crowded in the house. It's almost suffocating.

In the end, Shaarawy still couldn't stand such a strong pressure. I opened the refrigerator and took out the balls and drank them.

Beretta also wanted to drink a bottle when she saw it. But think about the next day's game. And he held back......

After all, I'm different from the big stars. And Ba Shen doesn't play. I still have a chance. At this time, he could think of this......

The live room has been staring dryly. The second half of the game is coming to an end. I didn't pick up any signs of scoring.

Ninety minutes. France wins a free kick. Zinedine Zidane even jumped in front of the live camera. Two large ginseng on the table. Start pointing fingers.

"Shoot the far angle. Kick a banana ball. Don't go too fast. Stealing the goalkeeper's blind spot." He forgot that he was not live. Nor is it an assistant coach for Real Madrid. What's the use of him yelling like that?

"Shoot a fart. As far as Ribery's footwork today. No play...... You think I'm on the field." Not to be outdone, David Beckham is not to be outdone. Messing around on the side.

Boom.

The shot is still quite quality.

Qi Zu screamed in pain.

Beckham broke out in a cold sweat.

Shaarawi smashed the beer bottle to the ground. And then he roared.

This goal is going to be scored. Then they're almost like going to hell.

Luck in France. It seems to end with this free-kick......

Free kick of the 90th minute. Free kick that hits the post.

There are five minutes of stoppage time. The assistant referee held up the sign expressionlessly. Announce it to the people on the scene.

That's a lot of stoppage time.

The players' stamina has been exhausted. Watch their procrastinating pace. I know that everyone has used all their strength.

And these five minutes look like that. It seems more like fifty minutes long.

The game is not over yet.

Hero. After all, you have to stand up.

Our Lu Chubby.

Hard working without complaint. As a striker for the team. Actually more often than not. are dragged in the team's midfield. Kicking the position of the forward midfielder.

Let your little teammates toss how in front. He didn't push any further. Always follow orders. Stay in midfield.

But in the last five minutes. Chubby finally couldn't help but rush forward.

That shouldn't have been a chance of chance.

The ball came to his feet.

The first moment of receiving the ball. He's still thinking. It's time to share the ball with one kick. Or should you rush forward with the ball.

If it was before. He's going to give it to Chamberlain or Walcott.

But. He didn't end up doing that.

The middle road is a large corridor with a smooth road.

If. Dribbling. Single-player pass. Cut to the chase......

Yes. He ultimately chose if.

He felt it was the most beautiful goal of his career. He feels the opponent around him. Almost all of them walked over to intercept him......

It's like being in a no-man's land. In the end, one of the most beautiful goals in the European Championship was achieved.

That goal. Deep on Wayne. Rooney's name. Brothers,Do you like online games?,"Outlaw War Song,I tried to write and play the game.,The setting is quite fun.,But other aspects may not be very good.,I don't know it myself.,Anyway, it's okay for everyone to collect it for me.,