"I'm grass!"

It hurts, it hurts.

The moment the toe hit the ball, the pain of a blunt blow to the muscles came from the calf muscles of the right foot.

The severe pain made Chen Mo's face flush in an instant, and he grinned and rubbed his calves, but he didn't close his eyes, but stared at the referee who came at a trot. He touched the ball first, but it was a tackle from behind, if the referee didn't see it clearly, it was very likely to play a card plus a free kick at the top of the arc!

Beckham, Zidane, Carlos

A free kick in this position is fatal!

The Real Madrid players obviously understood this, Carlos rushed to the referee to theorize, but Zidane didn't bother with this, looked at the ball that rolled out of the bottom line, and then looked back at Chen Mo, who was still sitting on the ground with his legs rubbed, and a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and he stretched out his right hand.

"You're nice, little one."

Clame, with a very heavy accent of Spanish, looking at the big hand in front of him, Chen Mo was stunned, looked up at Zidane who was smiling and looking down, and the bald head that reflected the light in the sun, the painful expression on his face was swept away, and he grabbed the big hand and dragged it hard to jump up.

"Haha, thanks for the compliment!"

Patting the broken grass on his buttocks, with a sunny smile on his face, looking at such a vigorous Chen Mo, Zidane also shrugged with a rare smile and joked: "It's good to be energetic, but your good luck ends here, and next, I will give you a game that you will never forget." ”

"I can't ask for it!"

Chen Mo tiptoed to relieve the pain, but there was a fire of excitement in his eyes, seeing this scene, Zidane shook his head with a smile and stopped talking, and at this time the referee also walked to Chen Mo's side, and after making sure that Chen Mo was okay and did not need to call the team doctor, he fell to the left corner with one hand, and he saw this ball very clearly!

"Corner! Referee Nelson gave Real Madrid a corner! Brand. No cards played! Oh, eh, the camera is on the sidelines, Real Madrid's manager Queiroz seems to be very dissatisfied with this penalty, and is looking for a fourth official to theorize, from his excited body language, he probably thinks it should be at least a yellow card and a free kick! But from our point of view, we can clearly see that Chen Mo shoveled the ball first, and then Zidane shot with his foot, and his protest was doomed to be fruitless. ”

"That's right, even if you don't look at the ball from the perspective of our camera, Zidane's shot is not so weak and flies directly to the left side of the baseline. But. Chen Mo's ball is really hard, in case Zidane doesn't hit the instep but scrapes the flesh on the spikes, that scene."

"Indeed, a crazy interception, but. I'm sure he'll do it even a hundred more times. It was a crucial game for him, Zidane had already taken a point from him in the first half, if he was beaten again at this time"

"That's right, his characteristic is that he can attack and defend very well-rounded, and if he is defeated by Zidane in this game. Well, in fact, it is not a shame to be beaten through by Zidane, after all, there is no player in the world who can completely lock Zidane, haha. Well, Beckham is already standing at the corner, let's take a look at how Real Madrid's corner kick is taken. ”

Tightly behind Zidane, looking at Beckham at the corner, Chen Mo did not pay much attention to defending the corner, the tallest player of this Real Madrid team is Zidane, 1.85 meters, and the two defenders are only 1.74 meters and 1.84 meters.

It is difficult to achieve high-altitude bombing with this height, Chen Mo pays more attention to the front court, thinking about how to play a quick counterattack after defending this corner kick, at this moment, "bang", Beckham sent a corner kick, a half-moon scimitar, but the arc is very high, and the landing point is near the back post!

His eyes moved back with the ball flying from afar, and in Chen Mo's sight, Ronaldo, who was dressed in white, suddenly accelerated and ran back to throw away Puyol behind him, and jumped with his back to the goal.

"No, no, right?!"

Seeing Ronaldo's movements, Chen Mo's eyes gradually widened, and in the next second, facing the swirling ball, Ronaldo, whose whole body was hanging upside down in the air, threw out his right foot suddenly!

The gods descend to earth!

Real Ronaldo barb!

"Bang!"

The instep hit the ball fiercely, with a loud bang, the Barcelona goalkeeper had not yet reacted, the ball had already grazed the palm of his right hand that he subconsciously stretched out, flattened at the goal line, and refracted into the net!

“Goal——Goal——GoaT！！！ The ball is in! In the 66th minute of the game, Real Madrid equalized, and the goal was scored by the owner of the No. 9 jersey - Ronaldo Luis Nazario Da Li - Ma!!

"Aliens have descended on Earth! He destroyed everything! Barcelona's lone defense for twenty minutes was destroyed by him in an instant!! It's crazy, this barb!! ”

"A flash of inspiration from any one superstar can change the course of the game! This is the star-studded Real Madrid!! ”

The audience chanted Ronaldo's name, the audience, the white crowd formed a wave of waves, looking at Ronaldo who rushed to the corner kick and waved his fist to celebrate, the Barcelona generals were stunned for a while.

On the football field, the team that is ahead but not much ahead tends to take on more psychological pressure.

Twice leading and twice equalised, this blow is fatal, the spirit and will of every Barcelona player are constantly being pulled, but in the end they are a group of battle-hardened veterans, and everyone does not show a desperate expression on their faces, but they look extremely dignified.

It's just that in this solemnity, there is more of a tightness that the bowstring has been fully drawn, either breaking or breaking through the opponent.

"Can't be overtaken! But it's hard to hold, so you have to take the lead again! ”

I secretly made up my mind in my heart, but Chen Mo didn't call the players together to talk, he was just a small person in this Barcelona, except for a few friends who had a good relationship, others would not listen to him at all, and those who had a good relationship

Looking at the increasingly frenzied fighting spirit in Messi's little Rosa Viola's eyes, Chen Mo understood that there was no need to say anything more to them.

Soon, Real Madrid's celebration ended, Saviola served in the middle circle, and the ball was quickly pushed back to Chen Mo, who had just been controlled by Real Madrid for nearly 20 minutes, Chen Mo understood that once the ball was handed over, it would be difficult to get it back, so even if he wanted to lead the score very much, Chen Mo still suppressed his inner impulse, played steadily step by step, and passed the ball.

With a kick pass, the mood of the Barcelona players who had just been equalized gradually calmed down, and they focused more on the game and did not think too much about the score.

The clock ticked by, and soon the game was in the 80th minute.

"Barcelona's passing and control skills are still as stable as ever, and Real Madrid has not broken the ball once in the past ten minutes."

"Indeed, and you have noticed that Chen Mo's running seems to be getting more and more weird, and Figo and Zidane often have embarrassing situations."

"Eh, I really didn't notice this, but Chen Mo's organizational scheduling ability is indeed very strong, coupled with his powerful running ability, it feels like he is there in the audience."

"Hahaha, yes, that's one of his characteristics. However, looking at the current situation, he doesn't seem to be in a hurry to attack, probably because he wants to keep the draw and enter the second leg, after all, two away goals are already big enough. Huh?! What's the situation?! Chen Mo relied on running without the ball to get rid of Figo and began to cut forward! Oh my god! Cocu's long pass finds Ronaldinho on the wing! Davies also plugged in at high speed, and Real Madrid were in danger!! ”

Uh~ I didn't expect so many readers to worry that I would write the protagonist hurt. But. This is just a volley of swinging legs on the spot, in the end, how can you be injured without the low kick leg strength of Muay Thai~~~

And to speak~ Ronaldo took advantage of Jones to fall to the ground, and directly kicked violently, and Jones was not injured~

Finally~ there is a chapter at two o'clock in the morning, but I suggest you get up tomorrow morning and read it again, or save up to read it together in the evening, I'm not sure if I can finish it at two o'clock~

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