Chapter 50 Master Riquelme
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Liu Nian Fei Shui
Chapter 50 Master Riquelme
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After Ai Luo sent the football into the net, he turned around mischievously, looked at Reina who watched the football fly into the net, and shouted loudly: "I scored a goal! The one who agreed to let me score the goal? What's wrong now?? Haha"
Immediately, Reina lowered his high head.
Ai Luo felt bored, and when he was about to celebrate, he was surrounded by teammates who came from behind. With a quick reaction, he quickly covered his hair and refused to let the group of animals touch his hairstyle!
However, there are many people with great strength, which hurts the friend David.Silva and Navarro each hold a hand, and now Ai Luo's hair has no "protective cover", and he is confused by his teammates in an instant.
He pulled out his hands vigorously, and ran out with both feet. During the running process, his hands did not fall down. He hurriedly fixed his hairstyle and kept his positive image at all times!
Because he will celebrate alone afterwards, and of course he must maintain his image in front of thousands of fans!
Besides, he wanted to bring blessings to his parents, sisters and fans in China, and he suddenly remembered that another piece was still worn by David.Silva stopped immediately and shouted loudly: "David, come here... Let's celebrate together!"
davidSilva instinctively froze for a moment, but quickly reacted, put his arms around Ai Luo's shoulders and came to a camera on the court.
The director of the Mestalla stadium was also fast, and quickly adjusted the camera.
"Huh? What are these two boys going to do?"
The teammates standing not far behind them were confused for a while, and really couldn't figure out what they were going to do.
"Well, David Silva and Ai Luo ran to the camera together, what are they going to do?" After He Wei saw Ai Luo's subsequent actions, his voice changed and his voice was obviously a little heavier: "Oh, Ai Luo is such a good boy! He still remembers his family in China after scoring a goal abroad! Hmm? David Silva next to him also turned up his jersey in front of him, which is great!! What a young man with a heart! Knowing that this moment is a traditional festival in China, I still don't forget to send blessings to the domestic fans!! Here, on behalf of the people of the whole country, thank you! "
Thank you!boy! !
The eyes of the Chinese fans who saw this scene were moist.
No matter old or young, those who know or don't know how to play football!At this moment, there was a mist in the corner of his eyes.
Afterwards, Ai Luo imitated his hands into trumpet shapes, raised his voice and said to the camera: "Happy New Year, Dad, Mom, and Sister!" After taking a breath, he continued to shout: "Also, the same is true for the people of the whole country, Happy New Year!"
Pfft——!
Fans in front of the TV or watching the live broadcast on the Internet can also clearly hear what Ai Luo said in Chinese. The family members who were in front of the TV were obviously stunned when they heard this sentence. It was Eileen who reflected the fastest, and said childishly: "Wow, I seem to hear the voice of my brother, brother, brother!"
Emma touched little Irene's head, and looked over with doting eyes, "Your brother told us that on TV."
"Wow! Isn't that what everyone watching TV can hear?"
"Yeah!" Emma nodded.
"Then I will also be on TV in the future!" Little Irene waved her little hand, her milky appearance was extremely cute.
*******
About half a minute later, Ai Luo turned his jersey down, and then ran to the stands of orange fans, with his back turned, pointing to the number and name behind him.
I'm Ai Luo, do you all know each other?
The fans in the stands immediately understood, each of them raised their voices loudly, and responded desperately: "Ai Ai Ai——you are the best!!"
"Come on! Boy! You are the future of the Bat Legion!!"
"Boy, you are too fond of me! From today onwards, I will be your fan!"
"Wow, Ai, you are so handsome! I want to be your girlfriend!!"
"Don't choose her, choose me! I am more beautiful than her!!"
"Fuck you! My boobs are bigger!!"
. . . . .
The deafening cheers are really intoxicating.
Every action can make the stands cheer like a tsunami, I did it!I enjoy this kind of treatment very much, and I will continue to occupy this kind of treatment!
"Hey, this kid is getting more and more like a star, but don't forget that this is his third professional league game!" Benetti stood on the sidelines and saw the fans' reaction to Ai Luo.
"Some people are born for big scenes!" Ranieri said lightly.
Because Valencia celebrated for too long, under the interference of the referee, they reluctantly ended the celebration.Although the team did not celebrate, the fans did not end. Their shouts were still loud and the team song kept singing.
Rise up, Valencia!Long live Valencia!
she is the best
Rise up, Valencia!Long live Valencia!
she stays in our hearts
Her fans will always follow her,
on all pitches
she will win the game
This is one of the best teams in the league
we are valencia football club
we fight for everything
The whole world is filled with our colors
． ． ． ．
This is the fanaticism of Spanish fans, and this is why the Spanish national team or clubs can stand out in many competitions. With such powerful fans, what reason do players have to play badly?
Although Riquelme, who is known as a magician, is in the midfield of Villarreal, he can't sit still and three people surround him, can't he?So every time he receives the football, he will encounter the frontal defense of two Valencia people and the treatment of one person assisting from the side.
The game thus entered a stalemate again, waiting for something else to break the balance.
When you can't control the football, what are you talking about passing the ball with scalpel precision?Therefore, Riquelme then adjusted his game strategy. He consciously reduced dribbling and increased one-time passes, and only consciously increased dribbling within the opponent's 30-meter area. The meaning is obvious.
Ranieri, who was standing on the sidelines and walking back and forth, was also at a loss when he saw this scene. Could it be that he also gave up?However, he suddenly thought of something, and quickly shouted towards the field, "Don't foul easily at the front of the penalty area!"
But at this moment, Riquelme was pulled to the side by Diego.Fran sent the football, looked at Baraja and Albelda who were defending him in front of him, and raised the corner of his mouth, obviously looking down on each other.
Riquelme, who was standing on the spot and stepping on the football, made a sudden movement and made a fake move to pass the ball, which caused Baraja to stretch his legs to block it, and then quickly pulled the ball back, and then buckled the football to the left with his right foot.
"Oops!" Albelda wanted to retract his left leg too late, because he had already touched the foot of Riquelme who was about to break through.
"Beep!!"
The referee's whistle sounded decisively, and then he ran in front of Albelda and showed the third yellow card of the game. Seeing that Albelda still wanted to appeal, the referee quickly pointed to the middle circle and the sidewalk. The meaning is obvious. This is your third foul against Riquelme.
So next, Albelda didn't appeal anymore, turned around and asked Canizares how many people to put in the wall.
In the No.307 minute of the first half of the game, Villarreal won an excellent free kick in the center about 28 meters away from the goal.
Canizares has learned Riquelme's free kick skills many times in La Liga. If Riquelme's passing is as accurate as a scalpel, then his free kicks can be described as cruise missiles!
It would be a lie to say that you are not nervous. Even if you are the top goalkeeper, you will still feel nervous when you meet a world-class free kick master. After all, the goal is so big!
Under normal circumstances, it is the goalkeeper who guards the far corner and the wall blocks the near corner.
"Hey. Ruben, a little more to the right! Hey!! Wait! A little more to the left, yes, yes, that's it! Hey, wait, a little more to the left! Yes..." Canizares nervously arranged the human wall.
After his teammates lined up, Canizares gave a thumbs up.
"Look at that kid! Don't let him squeeze in!! Push him out!!!" Canizares saw that someone in Villarreal was going to squeeze into the wall, and quickly reminded his teammates loudly.
At this moment, the referee's whistle sounded.
"Beep!"
Canizares swallowed nervously, his eyes fixed on the football he saw through the gap in the wall!
Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !
The stands were full of boos, and the fans hoped to influence Riquelme with a tsunami of boos, but will the final result allow them to do so?
******
Riquelme stomped on the turf where the football was placed a few times, and felt that it was almost level, so he put down the football and retreated to the usual distance, only then did he have time to look at the wall and the goal!
The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and he looked at the wall with a sneer, his eyes fixed on the upper right corner of the goal.
right here!
"Beep!"
After hearing a whistle from the referee, Riquelme looked to the upper right corner of the goal again before starting his run-up.
step
two steps
Three steps
His left foot stared hard at the turf about 45 centimeters to the left of the football, his left arm swung naturally, and the instep of his right foot whipped fiercely behind the right side of the football like a whip. In order for the football to fully bear the force, Riquelme tilted his whole body almost at [-] degrees from the pitch.
The football flew up obediently, then jumped over the jumping wall, and flew to the upper right corner of the football according to the originally planned route.
"Free-kick master Riquelme started to run up, WOOOOOOOOOOOO—the football went around the wall! Canizares moved fast!!! Can he catch the football?" Hevey stared nervously at the TV screen. At this moment, he had become a Valencia fan. He was very nervous. Half a second later, his voice changed, and his voice immediately increased a bit: "Unbelievable! Unbelievable!!! Riquelme sent the football into the upper right corner of the goal!"
"Santiago. Canizares flew to catch the ball!!! He didn't catch the ball!! Ball ball --- scored!" After Barry saw the ball scored, it was obvious from his voice that he was not happy.
After the football flew into the upper right corner of the goal, Mestalla fell into a brief silence, but then there was a tsunami of boos!
"Woohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
But this is meaningless, because the result cannot be changed!
1:1
Riquelme took advantage of a free kick to equalize the score!
(End of this chapter)
******
After Ai Luo sent the football into the net, he turned around mischievously, looked at Reina who watched the football fly into the net, and shouted loudly: "I scored a goal! The one who agreed to let me score the goal? What's wrong now?? Haha"
Immediately, Reina lowered his high head.
Ai Luo felt bored, and when he was about to celebrate, he was surrounded by teammates who came from behind. With a quick reaction, he quickly covered his hair and refused to let the group of animals touch his hairstyle!
However, there are many people with great strength, which hurts the friend David.Silva and Navarro each hold a hand, and now Ai Luo's hair has no "protective cover", and he is confused by his teammates in an instant.
He pulled out his hands vigorously, and ran out with both feet. During the running process, his hands did not fall down. He hurriedly fixed his hairstyle and kept his positive image at all times!
Because he will celebrate alone afterwards, and of course he must maintain his image in front of thousands of fans!
Besides, he wanted to bring blessings to his parents, sisters and fans in China, and he suddenly remembered that another piece was still worn by David.Silva stopped immediately and shouted loudly: "David, come here... Let's celebrate together!"
davidSilva instinctively froze for a moment, but quickly reacted, put his arms around Ai Luo's shoulders and came to a camera on the court.
The director of the Mestalla stadium was also fast, and quickly adjusted the camera.
"Huh? What are these two boys going to do?"
The teammates standing not far behind them were confused for a while, and really couldn't figure out what they were going to do.
"Well, David Silva and Ai Luo ran to the camera together, what are they going to do?" After He Wei saw Ai Luo's subsequent actions, his voice changed and his voice was obviously a little heavier: "Oh, Ai Luo is such a good boy! He still remembers his family in China after scoring a goal abroad! Hmm? David Silva next to him also turned up his jersey in front of him, which is great!! What a young man with a heart! Knowing that this moment is a traditional festival in China, I still don't forget to send blessings to the domestic fans!! Here, on behalf of the people of the whole country, thank you! "
Thank you!boy! !
The eyes of the Chinese fans who saw this scene were moist.
No matter old or young, those who know or don't know how to play football!At this moment, there was a mist in the corner of his eyes.
Afterwards, Ai Luo imitated his hands into trumpet shapes, raised his voice and said to the camera: "Happy New Year, Dad, Mom, and Sister!" After taking a breath, he continued to shout: "Also, the same is true for the people of the whole country, Happy New Year!"
Pfft——!
Fans in front of the TV or watching the live broadcast on the Internet can also clearly hear what Ai Luo said in Chinese. The family members who were in front of the TV were obviously stunned when they heard this sentence. It was Eileen who reflected the fastest, and said childishly: "Wow, I seem to hear the voice of my brother, brother, brother!"
Emma touched little Irene's head, and looked over with doting eyes, "Your brother told us that on TV."
"Wow! Isn't that what everyone watching TV can hear?"
"Yeah!" Emma nodded.
"Then I will also be on TV in the future!" Little Irene waved her little hand, her milky appearance was extremely cute.
*******
About half a minute later, Ai Luo turned his jersey down, and then ran to the stands of orange fans, with his back turned, pointing to the number and name behind him.
I'm Ai Luo, do you all know each other?
The fans in the stands immediately understood, each of them raised their voices loudly, and responded desperately: "Ai Ai Ai——you are the best!!"
"Come on! Boy! You are the future of the Bat Legion!!"
"Boy, you are too fond of me! From today onwards, I will be your fan!"
"Wow, Ai, you are so handsome! I want to be your girlfriend!!"
"Don't choose her, choose me! I am more beautiful than her!!"
"Fuck you! My boobs are bigger!!"
. . . . .
The deafening cheers are really intoxicating.
Every action can make the stands cheer like a tsunami, I did it!I enjoy this kind of treatment very much, and I will continue to occupy this kind of treatment!
"Hey, this kid is getting more and more like a star, but don't forget that this is his third professional league game!" Benetti stood on the sidelines and saw the fans' reaction to Ai Luo.
"Some people are born for big scenes!" Ranieri said lightly.
Because Valencia celebrated for too long, under the interference of the referee, they reluctantly ended the celebration.Although the team did not celebrate, the fans did not end. Their shouts were still loud and the team song kept singing.
Rise up, Valencia!Long live Valencia!
she is the best
Rise up, Valencia!Long live Valencia!
she stays in our hearts
Her fans will always follow her,
on all pitches
she will win the game
This is one of the best teams in the league
we are valencia football club
we fight for everything
The whole world is filled with our colors
． ． ． ．
This is the fanaticism of Spanish fans, and this is why the Spanish national team or clubs can stand out in many competitions. With such powerful fans, what reason do players have to play badly?
Although Riquelme, who is known as a magician, is in the midfield of Villarreal, he can't sit still and three people surround him, can't he?So every time he receives the football, he will encounter the frontal defense of two Valencia people and the treatment of one person assisting from the side.
The game thus entered a stalemate again, waiting for something else to break the balance.
When you can't control the football, what are you talking about passing the ball with scalpel precision?Therefore, Riquelme then adjusted his game strategy. He consciously reduced dribbling and increased one-time passes, and only consciously increased dribbling within the opponent's 30-meter area. The meaning is obvious.
Ranieri, who was standing on the sidelines and walking back and forth, was also at a loss when he saw this scene. Could it be that he also gave up?However, he suddenly thought of something, and quickly shouted towards the field, "Don't foul easily at the front of the penalty area!"
But at this moment, Riquelme was pulled to the side by Diego.Fran sent the football, looked at Baraja and Albelda who were defending him in front of him, and raised the corner of his mouth, obviously looking down on each other.
Riquelme, who was standing on the spot and stepping on the football, made a sudden movement and made a fake move to pass the ball, which caused Baraja to stretch his legs to block it, and then quickly pulled the ball back, and then buckled the football to the left with his right foot.
"Oops!" Albelda wanted to retract his left leg too late, because he had already touched the foot of Riquelme who was about to break through.
"Beep!!"
The referee's whistle sounded decisively, and then he ran in front of Albelda and showed the third yellow card of the game. Seeing that Albelda still wanted to appeal, the referee quickly pointed to the middle circle and the sidewalk. The meaning is obvious. This is your third foul against Riquelme.
So next, Albelda didn't appeal anymore, turned around and asked Canizares how many people to put in the wall.
In the No.307 minute of the first half of the game, Villarreal won an excellent free kick in the center about 28 meters away from the goal.
Canizares has learned Riquelme's free kick skills many times in La Liga. If Riquelme's passing is as accurate as a scalpel, then his free kicks can be described as cruise missiles!
It would be a lie to say that you are not nervous. Even if you are the top goalkeeper, you will still feel nervous when you meet a world-class free kick master. After all, the goal is so big!
Under normal circumstances, it is the goalkeeper who guards the far corner and the wall blocks the near corner.
"Hey. Ruben, a little more to the right! Hey!! Wait! A little more to the left, yes, yes, that's it! Hey, wait, a little more to the left! Yes..." Canizares nervously arranged the human wall.
After his teammates lined up, Canizares gave a thumbs up.
"Look at that kid! Don't let him squeeze in!! Push him out!!!" Canizares saw that someone in Villarreal was going to squeeze into the wall, and quickly reminded his teammates loudly.
At this moment, the referee's whistle sounded.
"Beep!"
Canizares swallowed nervously, his eyes fixed on the football he saw through the gap in the wall!
Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !
The stands were full of boos, and the fans hoped to influence Riquelme with a tsunami of boos, but will the final result allow them to do so?
******
Riquelme stomped on the turf where the football was placed a few times, and felt that it was almost level, so he put down the football and retreated to the usual distance, only then did he have time to look at the wall and the goal!
The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and he looked at the wall with a sneer, his eyes fixed on the upper right corner of the goal.
right here!
"Beep!"
After hearing a whistle from the referee, Riquelme looked to the upper right corner of the goal again before starting his run-up.
step
two steps
Three steps
His left foot stared hard at the turf about 45 centimeters to the left of the football, his left arm swung naturally, and the instep of his right foot whipped fiercely behind the right side of the football like a whip. In order for the football to fully bear the force, Riquelme tilted his whole body almost at [-] degrees from the pitch.
The football flew up obediently, then jumped over the jumping wall, and flew to the upper right corner of the football according to the originally planned route.
"Free-kick master Riquelme started to run up, WOOOOOOOOOOOO—the football went around the wall! Canizares moved fast!!! Can he catch the football?" Hevey stared nervously at the TV screen. At this moment, he had become a Valencia fan. He was very nervous. Half a second later, his voice changed, and his voice immediately increased a bit: "Unbelievable! Unbelievable!!! Riquelme sent the football into the upper right corner of the goal!"
"Santiago. Canizares flew to catch the ball!!! He didn't catch the ball!! Ball ball --- scored!" After Barry saw the ball scored, it was obvious from his voice that he was not happy.
After the football flew into the upper right corner of the goal, Mestalla fell into a brief silence, but then there was a tsunami of boos!
"Woohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
But this is meaningless, because the result cannot be changed!
1:1
Riquelme took advantage of a free kick to equalize the score!
(End of this chapter)
