Golden Greenery

The roar of 20,000 people was even louder. When his teammates howled and rushed over, Zhuoyang still couldn't get up. The collision hurt, and the fall hurt even more. He needed to relieve himself from the misfortune.

"Jerry, go pick up the ball." Zhuoyang took Rand's hand and reluctantly stood up from the turf. His first words were to instruct his teammates to seize the time to kick off. Sixty-seven minutes into the second half, the score was 1:1.

Zhuo Yang was supported by Rand and Kenny Dunbar back to the center line. Zhuo Yang gave a thumbs up to the frustrated Klopp.

No problem with me, sir, no problem with me!

In the main stand, Butcher De Jong's body was shaking, the veins in his clenched fists were exposed, and the muscles on his cheeks were stretched.

"I'm not leaving." The butcher loosened his clenched teeth and said, "I'm not leaving this summer. I'm going to stay with Zhuo Yang for another year."

"I'm not leaving either." The little pig Schweinsteiger sniffed, and there was no trace of his usual teasing in his words: "I will stay for another year. Because I am afraid that I will regret it in the future."

The second brother Montolivo held his cut long hair with both hands and murmured in a somewhat lonely voice: "Then the spring rain fell in the Flower Hall, and you were alone in the rain. Zhuoyang, let me stay with you for another year. Although the sea is wide , but the sea is always there, but my brother is no longer on the cruise ship of the sea."

The second brother's voice suddenly became louder: "Fuck Atlanta!"

Scar Ribery and Mertesacker were silent and did not speak, with entanglement and unbearability in their eyes.

Next to them, Li Xiaoqing and Zhao Xue had their eyes swollen from crying, and next to them, Cheng Hao kept rubbing his sore nose.

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Under the command of Coach Brewster, Elgerberg fully recovered after the restart and planned to use intensive defense to consolidate their victory. This was also their helpless and wise choice. Elgerberg no longer had the courage to attack, and because after more than 70 minutes of strong attack, their physical strength did not allow them to continue to exert high-intensity pressure.

Madibao's team members went from ruthlessly blocking gun holes to bloodthirsty charges. What remains unchanged is the shining bayonet and the madness of dying together. Elgeborg became increasingly frightened, and the Madiborgs became increasingly unstoppable.

Master Gu Long's famous work "Seven Weapons" talks about seven top weapons in the world. However, no weapon is more powerful than gunpowder. The reason for this is that talking about weapons is not talking about weapons. The ‘Angry Pony’s Fist’ actually represents courage, and the spirit of ‘The King’s Gun’ actually represents trust between friends.

The weapons are not terrible, what is truly outstanding is their spirit.

Indestructible!

It is precisely because of the courage and trust gained on the court that the Madibao people can ride the wind and waves in the face of adversity. In the 81st minute, the long-awaited cheers came to Victor Stadium.

Zhuo Yang forced a breakthrough, but was tackled to the penalty area line by the frantic Elgerberg center back Rizzuto. This was a position that could be awarded or not. Perhaps because the referee was moved by the courage of the Madiborg people, or perhaps frightened by their ferocity, the referee decisively awarded a penalty amid the hysterical protests of the Elgberg players. ball without any hesitation.

Zhuoyang wiped the grass clippings and dirt on the football with his hands, and then wiped his hands clean on his shorts. His jersey was already dirty, just like his teammates. Zhuoyang stepped on the turf at the twelve yard point with his feet and gently placed the ball on it. He didn't care about the direction of the air nozzle, or even stepped back. He just stood crookedly behind the football with his arms akimbo, waiting for the referee's whistle. .

Zhuoyang has never taken a penalty kick in previous games, and has never asked for the right to take a penalty kick. In the order of penalty takers in the team, the first one is undoubtedly the captain Bantam Tiger, followed by Xiaozhu and Mertesacker. It's not that Zhuoyang doesn't dare to take penalties, but that he thinks penalty kicks have no technical content and is a bit disdainful. However, today, it was natural for him to stand at the twelve yard point, and his teammates also took it for granted that he had to be the one standing there.

The referee used a yellow card to drive the dawdling Elgerberg player out of the penalty area. Zhuoyang ignored Serkinyev's gesticulating and provoking him, and just tilted his head and looked at him teasingly like a pitiful bird. monkey.

Without any surprises, Zhuoyang took a small step with one leg, pumped the instep of his right foot on the spot, and the ball obediently smashed into the upper left corner of the goal. Serkinyev's side dive to the right in advance was not so much a gambling-style prediction as it was cooperating with Zhuoyang's trick on him. Before shooting, Zhuoyang could tell from Serginyev's small swing and the tightness of his calf muscles the direction in which he was about to react. Zhuoyang even knew where he was going to pounce before Serginyev himself.

This is Zhuoyang's unique genius skill, which has no branches in world football.

This time it was the Madiborg people's turn not to be in a hurry. They celebrated enthusiastically and dillydally, rushing to every corner of the field to pose towards the stands. Under the constant urging of the helpless referee, they protested angrily with the Elgerberg people. In the middle, they slowly returned to their own half in twos and threes.

Elgerberg was divided in the tangle, and there was not much time left to fall behind. Seeing that the huge investment in a season and the confidence that had always been consistent were about to be wasted. The situation dictated that they must attack by force, but the huge physical exertion and trembling hearts told them - NO!

But what's the point of defending? They were like Madibao in the first half, fearful of lions in front and tigers in the back, unwilling but full of concerns. As a result, the Elgberg formation was severely disconnected from the front and back. Those who rushed forward were reluctant to come back, and those who retreated did not have the courage to go up.

It was very simple for Madibao. Zhuoyang only said one word to his teammates, and no one had any objections or questions.

--"continue!"

Zhuoyang was almost exhausted, but he smiled happily while running. The situation is set, and there is no chance for Elgerberg to make a comeback. This is not that Zhuo Yangtuo underestimated his opponent, but the courage and trust he gained from this game. It is impossible for the opponent to touch his teammates. If he dares to show his tail, his teammates will definitely make them die more miserably.

It is better to use your remaining courage to chase the poor bandits, not to use your reputation as an academic overlord. What great things Grandpa Mao said!

Eighty-seven minutes, victory is in sight. Zhuoyang was carrying the football, and his legs felt a little numb, as if he wanted to cramp. This was a sign that the muscles were exhausted to the extreme. Physical fitness has never been Zhuo Yang's strong point, although it has improved greatly compared to half a year ago. Zhuoyang wanted to lie down and have a good sleep, so he lay down immediately. However, you can lie down, but you cannot lie down here.

Feinting from left to right, Zhuoyang completely relied on intuition and muscle memory to dodge the two defensive players in front of him. Then he stabbed three times with small steps, dodged the defender's tackle in a millisecond, and wiped the football into the penalty area. .

There was finally a tug on the back of the jersey. Zhuo Yangxin said: Yes, this is the place where you can lie down.

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