Chapter 387 Dude, why don't you come to Barcelona to play football!
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Ye Chen who fell on the ground gasped heavily!
Mata looked at Ye Chen who fell to the ground, and stretched out his hand——
"You are so strong! I thought I would score this goal!" Mata said to Ye Chen with regret.
Ye Chen looked into Mata's sincere eyes, and got up from the ground, "Thank you!"
Instead of staying in the backcourt, Ye Chen directly returned to the middle circle.
"Brother Chen, this ball is too critical!" Sven Wende said to Ye Chen.
"Don't stand here, go to the sideline to grab the ball!" Ye Chen directly gave the order, "If you grab the ball, just kick it to the frontcourt, trust my speed!"
Svenbender nodded heavily!
Just as Ye Chen guessed, the Spanish team didn't take the kick-off at all, but took a tactical corner kick!
Mata controls the football and waits for the German team to foul on the touchline -
This is the last very regular stall time for the leading team!
The fans at the scene booed, but any team would do such a move.
Svenbender tiptoed the ball between Mata's legs but accidentally knocked it out of bounds.
Spain gets a throw-in!
The fourth official raised the sign, 5 minutes of stoppage time!
Loew looked at the time on the sidelines and immediately yelled, "Be fierce, don't let them get the ball!"
Bosque, on the other hand, remained calm.
The more the last moment, the more trustworthy Spain's ball possession is!
Alba on the left throws a penalty.
But at the moment the players of the German team are squeezing their positions.
In desperation, Alba could only look further away and throw the ball to Xavi Alonso in the backcourt.
But at this moment, Schweinsteiger was fighting for position with Alonso!
Alonso's position is better, he turned his head to look at the moon, and wanted to give the ball to Ramos!
But Klose behind him started quickly, grabbing the same point as Ramos.
But when Ramos and Klose collided, Ramos fell to the ground along the way——
"Beep!"
The referee blew his whistle!
Spain gets a set piece from the backcourt!
Casillas immediately asked all the players to press up, and he wanted to take the set kick.
After the players had left, Casillas kicked the ball into the backcourt!
At this time, the advantages of the German team finally showed.
Hummels pressed Torres into a high jump and headed the ball to Svenbender.
But Torres fell to the ground holding his head——
"Beep!"
The referee's whistle sounded again!
Proenza signaled that there was a pressing action when fighting for the top——
Hummels shook his hand angrily, but he didn't argue.
After all, unnecessary arguments will only waste time!
The German fans at the scene shouted "schwarzepfeife!" again, but the referee Proenza still went his own way!
At that time, it took courage to award a penalty kick——
Obviously, he didn't have that courage!
92 minutes 11 seconds.
Spain's offensive players stood in Germany's backcourt, waiting for an opportunity to attack!
But Ramos and Pique stayed in the backcourt. At the last moment, they didn't really intend to attack!
Including Alba and Arbeloa, also stayed in the backcourt.
"Beep!"
Alonso passes the ball to Busquets next to him.
As soon as Busquets got the ball, Germany's Khedira pounced on it.
As an old opponent of the Spanish national derby, Khedira is still very familiar with Busquets.
Of course, it is necessary to press at this time, otherwise they will be given a chance to pass the ball comfortably, and there will be no attack at the last moment.
Busquets saw Khedira rushing forward, pushed his left foot lightly, and looked for Harvey on the left.
But this time Schweinsteiger didn't give Harvey a chance to get the ball, and directly slid down to the ground——
"Boom!"
He pokes the football with his toe!
When Svend saw the football rolling over, he had three choices in his mind.
One, pass back to defender Hummels, let him organize and stabilize the situation!
Two, own the ball and grab the ball first.
Three, pass to the frontcourt——
But who is this ball for?
When there are enough choices, choose the optimal solution!
"Oh!"
Sven Bender didn't think that much!
With a big kick, he kicked the ball into the sky.
Gomez, Klose and Ye Chen started at the same time!
You don't need to look at the football, when the football flies into the sky, Ye Chen knows where the football will land.
This is the eye of God!
Spain's defense also immediately moved.
Arbeloa, Pique, Ramos and Alba started at the same time.
But in the eyes of the fans at the scene, the most dazzling thing is the white whirlwind that starts instantly from the midfield!
"Svenbender's big foot clears!"
"The German players in the frontcourt activated!"
"hiss--"
"Ye Chen's speed - it's too scary!"
On the court, Ye Chen sprinted on the left side, Ramos was attracted by Klose, and Ye Chen had Pique on the right side.
Pique quickly chased back.
But Ye Chen's speed was really too fast, slightly surpassing the landing point!
There is no choice.
Ye Chen on the field kicked him with his heel!
The football flies into the sky! ! !
Pique was stunned for a second, when he saw the football flying to the right, Ye Chen had already run to the right, stopped on his toes, and stopped the ball directly in the penalty area!
Losing control of Ye Chen, Pique immediately ran towards the goal.
And Ramos also quickly went to the back point——
But after controlling the ball, Ye Chen raised his right foot without hesitation!
"Give me in!!!"
Accompanied by Ye Chen's roar!
"Oh!"
The football turned into a phantom and flew to the left of the goal!
Casillas bent down, ready to fight!
"Snapped!"
"It's over!" Casillas' eyes lit up immediately!
However, the speed of the ball was too fast. After hitting Casillas' right hand, it directly refracted and flew to the left side of the goal! ! !
This time, he just avoided Pique who went to the right side of the goal to block the goal!
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
Ye Chen, who scored the goal, took off his shirt and threw it fiercely into the sky! ! !
A roar erupted from his mouth, instantly sweeping the audience!
The commentator on the scene also exploded completely! ! !
"what a goal!!!"
“amazing!!!”
"Ye Chen!!! You can always trust this man!!!"
The ground at the Olympic Stadium in Kiev is shaking!
The players of the German team rushed towards Ye Chen like crazy!
And Ye Chen is a domineering slippery kneeler!
The German fans in the stands are completely crazy.
A second ago they were in hell, facing the fate of being eliminated.
But the next moment, they cleared the dark clouds in the sky and saw hope again!
Excited, Yige Doubi and Cora Shenkong hugged each other tightly, but soon realized that something was wrong, and immediately separated.
Immortal Demon Jifeng, who came with his girlfriend, didn't care so much, he hugged his girlfriend directly, and kissed her fiercely! ! !
At this moment, only a hot kiss can calm his anger!
However, Bosque on the sidelines was not calm.
The Spanish players on the field are not confident anymore!
Especially Pique—
Thinking of his confident speech before the game, I just feel a pain in the face at this moment!
Now Pique has only one idea - buddy, why don't you come to Barcelona to play!
As the future president of Barcelona, I sincerely invite you!
ps: there are more! ! !Don't worry, finish writing after talking, even if you don't sleep tonight, you will definitely finish writing! ! !Remember to give five-star praise and generate electricity for love! ! !
Mata looked at Ye Chen who fell to the ground, and stretched out his hand——
"You are so strong! I thought I would score this goal!" Mata said to Ye Chen with regret.
Ye Chen looked into Mata's sincere eyes, and got up from the ground, "Thank you!"
Instead of staying in the backcourt, Ye Chen directly returned to the middle circle.
"Brother Chen, this ball is too critical!" Sven Wende said to Ye Chen.
"Don't stand here, go to the sideline to grab the ball!" Ye Chen directly gave the order, "If you grab the ball, just kick it to the frontcourt, trust my speed!"
Svenbender nodded heavily!
Just as Ye Chen guessed, the Spanish team didn't take the kick-off at all, but took a tactical corner kick!
Mata controls the football and waits for the German team to foul on the touchline -
This is the last very regular stall time for the leading team!
The fans at the scene booed, but any team would do such a move.
Svenbender tiptoed the ball between Mata's legs but accidentally knocked it out of bounds.
Spain gets a throw-in!
The fourth official raised the sign, 5 minutes of stoppage time!
Loew looked at the time on the sidelines and immediately yelled, "Be fierce, don't let them get the ball!"
Bosque, on the other hand, remained calm.
The more the last moment, the more trustworthy Spain's ball possession is!
Alba on the left throws a penalty.
But at the moment the players of the German team are squeezing their positions.
In desperation, Alba could only look further away and throw the ball to Xavi Alonso in the backcourt.
But at this moment, Schweinsteiger was fighting for position with Alonso!
Alonso's position is better, he turned his head to look at the moon, and wanted to give the ball to Ramos!
But Klose behind him started quickly, grabbing the same point as Ramos.
But when Ramos and Klose collided, Ramos fell to the ground along the way——
"Beep!"
The referee blew his whistle!
Spain gets a set piece from the backcourt!
Casillas immediately asked all the players to press up, and he wanted to take the set kick.
After the players had left, Casillas kicked the ball into the backcourt!
At this time, the advantages of the German team finally showed.
Hummels pressed Torres into a high jump and headed the ball to Svenbender.
But Torres fell to the ground holding his head——
"Beep!"
The referee's whistle sounded again!
Proenza signaled that there was a pressing action when fighting for the top——
Hummels shook his hand angrily, but he didn't argue.
After all, unnecessary arguments will only waste time!
The German fans at the scene shouted "schwarzepfeife!" again, but the referee Proenza still went his own way!
At that time, it took courage to award a penalty kick——
Obviously, he didn't have that courage!
92 minutes 11 seconds.
Spain's offensive players stood in Germany's backcourt, waiting for an opportunity to attack!
But Ramos and Pique stayed in the backcourt. At the last moment, they didn't really intend to attack!
Including Alba and Arbeloa, also stayed in the backcourt.
"Beep!"
Alonso passes the ball to Busquets next to him.
As soon as Busquets got the ball, Germany's Khedira pounced on it.
As an old opponent of the Spanish national derby, Khedira is still very familiar with Busquets.
Of course, it is necessary to press at this time, otherwise they will be given a chance to pass the ball comfortably, and there will be no attack at the last moment.
Busquets saw Khedira rushing forward, pushed his left foot lightly, and looked for Harvey on the left.
But this time Schweinsteiger didn't give Harvey a chance to get the ball, and directly slid down to the ground——
"Boom!"
He pokes the football with his toe!
When Svend saw the football rolling over, he had three choices in his mind.
One, pass back to defender Hummels, let him organize and stabilize the situation!
Two, own the ball and grab the ball first.
Three, pass to the frontcourt——
But who is this ball for?
When there are enough choices, choose the optimal solution!
"Oh!"
Sven Bender didn't think that much!
With a big kick, he kicked the ball into the sky.
Gomez, Klose and Ye Chen started at the same time!
You don't need to look at the football, when the football flies into the sky, Ye Chen knows where the football will land.
This is the eye of God!
Spain's defense also immediately moved.
Arbeloa, Pique, Ramos and Alba started at the same time.
But in the eyes of the fans at the scene, the most dazzling thing is the white whirlwind that starts instantly from the midfield!
"Svenbender's big foot clears!"
"The German players in the frontcourt activated!"
"hiss--"
"Ye Chen's speed - it's too scary!"
On the court, Ye Chen sprinted on the left side, Ramos was attracted by Klose, and Ye Chen had Pique on the right side.
Pique quickly chased back.
But Ye Chen's speed was really too fast, slightly surpassing the landing point!
There is no choice.
Ye Chen on the field kicked him with his heel!
The football flies into the sky! ! !
Pique was stunned for a second, when he saw the football flying to the right, Ye Chen had already run to the right, stopped on his toes, and stopped the ball directly in the penalty area!
Losing control of Ye Chen, Pique immediately ran towards the goal.
And Ramos also quickly went to the back point——
But after controlling the ball, Ye Chen raised his right foot without hesitation!
"Give me in!!!"
Accompanied by Ye Chen's roar!
"Oh!"
The football turned into a phantom and flew to the left of the goal!
Casillas bent down, ready to fight!
"Snapped!"
"It's over!" Casillas' eyes lit up immediately!
However, the speed of the ball was too fast. After hitting Casillas' right hand, it directly refracted and flew to the left side of the goal! ! !
This time, he just avoided Pique who went to the right side of the goal to block the goal!
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
Ye Chen, who scored the goal, took off his shirt and threw it fiercely into the sky! ! !
A roar erupted from his mouth, instantly sweeping the audience!
The commentator on the scene also exploded completely! ! !
"what a goal!!!"
“amazing!!!”
"Ye Chen!!! You can always trust this man!!!"
The ground at the Olympic Stadium in Kiev is shaking!
The players of the German team rushed towards Ye Chen like crazy!
And Ye Chen is a domineering slippery kneeler!
The German fans in the stands are completely crazy.
A second ago they were in hell, facing the fate of being eliminated.
But the next moment, they cleared the dark clouds in the sky and saw hope again!
Excited, Yige Doubi and Cora Shenkong hugged each other tightly, but soon realized that something was wrong, and immediately separated.
Immortal Demon Jifeng, who came with his girlfriend, didn't care so much, he hugged his girlfriend directly, and kissed her fiercely! ! !
At this moment, only a hot kiss can calm his anger!
However, Bosque on the sidelines was not calm.
The Spanish players on the field are not confident anymore!
Especially Pique—
Thinking of his confident speech before the game, I just feel a pain in the face at this moment!
Now Pique has only one idea - buddy, why don't you come to Barcelona to play!
As the future president of Barcelona, I sincerely invite you!
ps: there are more! ! !Don't worry, finish writing after talking, even if you don't sleep tonight, you will definitely finish writing! ! !Remember to give five-star praise and generate electricity for love! ! !
