Chapter 36 (II) Who will wake up to the big dream through the window

The people of Ledingen felt stupidly that they were dreaming, and the rain falling from the sky could not wash away the confusion in their hearts. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

After the restart, the Ledingen team was clearly not used to the fast interspersed technical flow of the Madiburg team, and the young men in the Madiburg midfield made a mess of their backfield. But after all, the old card is the old brand, and the personal ability and consciousness are not at all comparable to Zhuo Yang and his opponents who faced the regional league before, and the boys still feel a little uncomfortable. Therefore, although Madiburg formed a pressure in the front, it failed to bear fruit for a while.

In the sixth minute, the Ledingen defenders broke up the pass of their second brother Montolivo in the box and drove the ball out of the box before Hasler did, and the ball flew towards their left wing. The left midfielder of the Ledingen team received the ball and ran wildly, and Zhuo Yang near the center circle hurriedly stepped forward to intercept it, he had to be responsible for the sweeping and cleaning of this area, and Zhuo Yang was a little out of position just now.

Zhuo Yang's individual one-on-one defensive skills are very good, and with his naturally excellent anticipation and lightning-fast kicks, he can break the ball without a tackle in most cases. In terms of individual defense alone, there are almost no people who can break through Zhuo Yang one-on-one, at least he hasn't encountered it yet. But Zhuo Yang has no concept of the cooperation between his teammates when defending, and simply relies on his individual ability to block left and right.

The Ledingen full-back had just taken the ball over the halfway line when he saw Zhuo Yang rushing towards him, about three or four metres away, and he kicked the ball directly to the top of the arc at the edge of the penalty area in Madiburg. The center of Ledingen jumped high and headed the ball near the left baseline. The winger picked up the ball, then cut inside and swerved past Madiborg right-back Lauren Dennis to sweep the ball down the middle. At this time, four players of Ledingen had already arrived and outflanked the landing point in a straight line, while there were only three defenders defending Madiburg in the penalty area at the moment.

Mertesacker struggled to keep out the tall centre-forward of Ledingen, and the handsome Greek man Kalit Zakis and East German Kusturbernal also blocked an opposing player each, but the ball was swept into the door by the midfielder who missed Ledingen.

At 1:1, the Ledingen team equalized.

The players of the Ledingen team were relieved for a moment: Look, they all said it was a hallucination, right? Madiburg was still so vulnerable, scoring in two of three hits, and it was an absolute illusion at the beginning. They laughed happily, but no one noticed the flames burning in the eyes of Zhuo Yang's brothers.

After the game restarted, several people in the midfield of Madiburg were more happy. Bantam kept pulling back to pull out the gap, Scar and the second brother used speed and technology to constantly torture Ledingen's players, and Zhuo Yang and Piggy took turns to break forward. The more Ledingen fights, the more chaotic they are, because they can't keep an eye on people at all, and the six men in the front of Madiburg are too magical, elusive, and all of them are as slippery as loaches. Don't talk about prevention, it's dizzy to watch.

In the thirteenth minute of the game, after Zhuo Yang broke the ball in the backfield, he handed a 30-meter long pass to the ground and handed it to the piggy in the front court. After the little pig got the ball, he found that there was no one around him, and it was as empty as the highway at two or three o'clock in the morning. God-given opportunity, you know, the little pig has a hard foot. Bending bows and arrows, riding horses and spears, a long-range shot from 20 meters away slammed into the goal like a missile.

The half-height soccer ball did not spin at all and rushed straight towards the goal, and the goalkeeper fell to the ground with a bang, grabbing the ball with both hands. There had been a light rain in the sky, and the soccer ball was slippery like a child's butt covered in shower gel.

The ball was blocked, but not caught by the goalkeeper, he got away. Before the damn rain could be cursed from the goalkeeper's mouth, Madiborg captain Hasler appeared in front of the football like a ghost, pushing with his right foot. The goalkeeper lies on the ground and watches the football fly into the gate.

2:1, Madiburg took the lead again. The bantam tiger happily looked like a child with a wrinkled face.

The Ledingen player poked stupidly: It's still an illusion, it's still a illusion.

Hasler, a thirty-six-year-old child, laughed so much that he could see the bronchi: "Little pig, Zhuo, and a few of your brothers, go back at night and take you to a good place, brother invites." At night! "Bantam has already earned enough money that he can't spend in a lifetime, and a superstar of his level is still on the field, just to pursue happiness, and nothing else.

Scar was so happy that his nose was bubbling: "Brother, how many do you want to enter today?" Brother Bao passed. The little pigs, the second brother, Mertesacker, and De Jong all shone with pure excitement in their eyes.

Zhuo Yang rolled his eyes and said in his heart: Uncle Ha, your sons are in high school, okay!

In the seventeenth minute of the game, the players of the Ledingen team did not recover from the confusion. After receiving the ball in the middle circle, their midfielder hesitated a little and was forced up by Zhuo Yang. He hurriedly turned around to protect the ball, leaving Zhuo Yang behind him. I saw Zhuo Yang fall down without hesitation, hook the football away from the side and back with a tackle action, and then, Zhuo Yang, who was lying on the ground and got up faster than the opponent turned on the spot, stepped out first. The soccer ball sped through several layers of crowds, clinging to the turf and heading straight to the corner of the opposition's penalty area, where Scar Ribery was.

The Scar ball was moving, and with a single turn, the entire opposition back line was left behind, and Ribery struck a single shot.

The goalkeeper started urgently, and rushed towards Scar diagonally, and when there were still two meters left, Scar's ankle shook, and the football rolled sideways to the middle, and our brother was there! In front of the goal, there is only a lone bantam tiger.

If this kind of ball can't be scored, Hasler is not called Hasler, he is only worthy of being a Hasler with no nose.

There were no surprises. 3:1, Madiburg leads by two goals away.

This time, Hasler was smiling so hard that he could see the overnight meal directly from his gaping mouth.

It's also so cool, the first fourteen games, I was so tired that I was almost sad before I arched into two, and one of them was a penalty. It's only less than half a game today, so I scored two more, and they were all easy and comfortable to make up for the leak, which is too fucking easy, right?

Grandpa, I can kick in a cup of coffee, and if I spill a drop of coffee, I don't raise it.

Ribery was trembling with excitement: "Brother, brother! How? What's that place like? ”

"Scar, if you don't play well tonight, you just won't give your brother face." The bantam hugged Ribery emotionally and took two bites on his ugly face.

The players of the Ledingen team were like a flock of chickens with wet feathers in the rain, desolate and desolate. It's really an illusion, it's really ......