Chapter 25: That’s not how the script works.

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The 65th minute of the game.

In just five minutes after Yang Feng came on the court, he missed a single opportunity, while the opponent got a free kick and an offside goal. It can be imagined that the pace of the game was fast.

Schalke 04 is already struggling, but Bayern Munich has no intention of giving up just as soon as it's good.

Obviously, they not only want to win, but also want to completely defeat the miners, beat them to their knees, beat them out of fear, bring back their own self-confidence, and bring back the majesty of the Bundesliga hegemony.

Although they knew that they should attack out to have hope, the Schalke 04 generals still compressed the defense line semi-passively and semi-actively. Even Raul was locked in his own half to assist in the defense.

Yang Feng was now at his most physically strong and full of fighting spirit. It was as if his whole body was full of energy, but he had nowhere to vent it. He was so depressed that he was going crazy, so he just ran to the center circle regardless.

Boateng hesitated and did not follow. Instead, he stayed in the penalty area with Badstuber.

The distribution of personnel on the court suddenly seemed very strange, and the divisions were quite serious.

In Bayern's penalty area, four big men, Huntelaar, Boateng, Badstuber, and Neuer, stared at each other with nothing to do. They could sit around with a pair of poker cards and fight the landlord;

Near the center circle, Yang Feng looked alone in the direction of his own goal like a child waiting for food;

In Schalke 04's half, a fierce siege was staged, with Bayern's generals constantly bombarding Schalke's goal.

This explosion lasted for almost 10 minutes, and the game reached the 74th minute.

Draxler ushered in his personal highlight moment.

He suddenly rushed out at the moment when Robben passed Fuchs and made a quick diagonal pass to Ribery.

Instead of stopping the ball, he hit the ball hard and then chased it quickly.

Yang Feng immediately turned around and ran away as if he had a clear understanding.

In fact, Alaba had been distracted by Yang Feng near the midfield. He secretly thought something was wrong, so he rushed towards Draxler, tackled from the side, and tackled the man and the ball.

Draxler moved one step faster and kicked the ball in the direction of Yang Feng with an action that was almost like shooting.

He was quickly put down to the ground by Araba, but he immediately got up and looked at Yang Feng's back eagerly.

Yang Feng slowed down slightly to catch the ball sideways, then speeded up again and rushed towards Bayern's goal.

"Draxler cut off the passing route of Robben and Ribery and passed the ball to Yang Feng. Yang Feng was dribbling the ball! There was no one around him!"

"Huntelaar is asking for the ball, but he is being defended very hard, oh, Boateng comes out, 2 on 2!"

"Yang Feng is very fast!"

The three of them ran towards Yang Feng together.

Huntelaar came to support, Badstuber came to defend Huntelaar, and Boateng came to block Yang Feng.

The two sides are inside and outside the penalty area, and the distance between them has reached about three meters.

Yang Feng did not rush Boateng head-on, but passed the ball to Huntelaar at the moment when he temporarily broke away from Badstuber.

Huntelaar immediately knocked the ball back diagonally.

The football came behind Boateng and in front of Yang Feng.

Boateng immediately turned around to chase the ball, but it was half a step too late.

Yang Feng was the first to touch the ball, but he was unable to calmly rush forward or hit the goal, because Boateng behind him had already taken a long step forward and blocked his position, squeezing him to the outside.

Yang Feng stumbled and quickly pushed the ball out. At the same time, he turned around and faced Boateng.

"Yang Feng was one-on-one with Boateng...suddenly changed direction and accelerated!"

Yang Feng took small steps, lightly touched the ball with the inside of his left foot, suddenly his shoulders sank, he dunked the ball toward the goal, and then accelerated!

Don't ask him why he does this, because that's how Messi plays.

As the only lucky person in this time and space who has seen the correct answer, Yang Feng's first reaction is of course to copy Messi's criminal style.

Then I was taught how to be a human being.

Boateng reacted quickly and intercepted Yang Feng the moment he changed direction.

The ball can't pass anyone.

Yang Feng was tripped and fell to the ground.

The whistle sounded.

Boateng subconsciously stretched out his hand to cry out for injustice, but even Neuer and Badstuber who were watching were too embarrassed to shout with him.

Because it's too obvious.

The football had left Yang Feng's feet, and Boateng stepped on Yang Feng's ankle.

Yang Feng sat up, looking confused.

That's not how the script works!

Shouldn't it be you who was knocked to the ground? Why did I trip?

And that wasn't the only thing he was depressed about.

After all, he got a penalty kick. It would be too hypocritical if he still looked bitter and resentful.

What he is depressed about is... In 2015, if history has not changed, when Barcelona played against Bayern, Messi criminally knocked down Boateng. When the time comes, people will turn over the ball again and compare the two... Himself This seems to be very cheap.

Unexpectedly, Huntelaar didn't know the little Jiujiu in his heart, so he excitedly pulled him up and patted his shoulder hard, "Well done!"

"In the 75th minute, the game was in trouble again! Yang Feng ran a long distance, and after a one-two with Huntelaar, he was unable to completely get past Boateng. When he changed direction to break through, he was brought down by Boateng in the penalty area. , won a penalty kick for Schalke 04!"

"This was a penalty kick that Draxler and Yang Feng worked together. When everyone had almost given up on the game, the two young people were still fighting with full blood! Never give up, never give up. !”

"F*ck, F*ck, Brother Feng V5! It's a pity that I couldn't pass, otherwise it would have been nice to pass Boateng first and then Neuer."

"Wake up, that's Boateng..."

"That's right. If it had been someone else, it might have been over just now."

The current Boateng has not yet reached his peak and can compete with the height of the world's first defender, but he is considered a top defender in the three-point land of the Bundesliga. Yang Feng can earn a penalty kick on him, which is already a lot of things. Luck is in it.

Players from both sides came to Bayern's penalty area.

Draxler held Yang Feng's head in his hands and shook it vigorously, "We did it! You didn't admit defeat, and neither did I!"

Yang Feng shook his head to get rid of his trotters and said: "Teach you a Chinese sentence: You are so fucking awesome!"

Raul also stretched out his hand and gave him a high five, "Why don't you just shoot?"

Yang Feng sighed: "No angle."

"You don't have an angle or you don't have confidence?"

"No angle!"

Raul gave him a "hehe" look.

Huntelaar picked up the football, kissed it hard, and then put it on the penalty spot.

The home fans first made various noises to try to interfere with the Dutch shooter, but when he was about to take a run-up, they became strangely quiet, silently praying that he would knock the ball away.

Neuer jumped slightly in front of the goal line and dived sideways at the moment Huntelaar shot.

I judged the right direction, but failed to touch the ball.

The football flew from under him into the goal, 2-1.