"GOAL!
!
Cristiano scored with a header, and Real Madrid tied the score at 1-2 before the end of the first half! "
"Cristiano Ronaldo can really jump! Van Dijk and Cancelo are helpless!"
Cristiano Ronaldo rushed to the sidelines, and the Real Madrid fans were finally elated and let out a long "SIU" in response to him.
Van Dijk and Cancelo looked at each other helplessly and shrugged, with expressions like "You really can't blame us."
Yang Feng, who had witnessed this goal all the way, felt for the first time that he had two attributes that were so dazzling.
Bounce: Salas (S);
Header: Zamorano(S).
Although both are only S, his aerial combat ability is already top-notch in the world. At least among the opponents he has met so far, he has never felt that his jumping is not enough or his header is not strong enough when he is the same height.
It wasn't until I watched Ronaldo's ball just now that I realized what a true aerial overlord looks like.
Admired.
It has to be said that although the peak Ronaldo's attributes are quite explosive, there is really nothing that Yang Feng likes. Whether it is long shots, free kicks or speed, they are not irreplaceable. Only this bounce, this My dear friend, I think it is truly unique in history.
Shortly after Ronaldo celebrated, the referee blew the whistle to end the first half.
The atmosphere at the Bernabeu Stadium, which was originally a bit heavy, was revitalized because of Cristiano Ronaldo's goal at the last moment of the first half. The pressure from all directions can be felt in the locker room.
Pellegrini did not have any negative emotions because the team conceded a goal at the last moment. Instead, he praised everyone's performance.
"Well done, guys, we withstood the pressure, we showed our best to the world, and we will win everything!"
"It's still early, BOSS, it's only the fourth round of the group stage," Akun said, "Our goal is to win three consecutive championships!"
"Three consecutive championships?" Yang Feng glanced at him disdainfully, "Can you be successful?"
"Okay, ask the best players in Europe, what should our goals be?"
Yang Feng did not speak, but stretched out his hands and ten fingers to make a sign of "ten" horizontally and vertically. After the comparison, he remembered that this character was in Chinese. Friends in the Waiguo Basin could not understand it at all, so he could only explain: "At least ten" crown!"
"..."
This was the first time Yang Feng revealed his ambition. Everyone immediately looked at him like an idiot. Even the little fan Sane looked at him with a trace of pity.
How could such a big handsome boy go crazy at such a young age...
Naturally, no one took these words seriously. Even Yang Feng felt that he was exaggerating for hanging on the wall. But despite the joke, everyone couldn't help but think about it.
What if... it comes true?
Pellegrini was quite satisfied with Yang Feng's ability to adjust the atmosphere. He only emphasized that he should continue to play like this in the second half and slipped out of the locker room.
Everyone started doing their own thing, but Silva suddenly took a serious look at Yang Feng and said firmly: "I believe you."
Yang Feng pretended to be stupid, "What?"
"Ten Champions Cup winners!"
He was still somewhat rational and didn't dare to say ten consecutive championships, but his serious look already gave Ding Ding on the other side a bit of a toothache.
Okay, another one is crazy...
They were all joking and having fun here, but the home team's locker room was filled with a chill that was about to see the enemy's bayonet.
After appearing on the stage, the temperament contrast between the two sides was also quite obvious.
All the Real Madrid players looked serious and murderous, but the Manchester City players looked relaxed and smiled casually.
"Okay, audience friends, welcome back. The second half of the game has begun. Let us look forward to a more exciting confrontation between the two sides..."
"Neither coach made any changes to the lineup... Well, no, Bale was called to his side by Ancelotti. I don't know what he was telling him. He may be playing soon."
"...Look at this ball! Cristiano Ronaldo dribbled the ball from the wing... Oops, it flew away... Manchester City's counterattack! Chilwell quickly played the ball, and Cross pulled the ball and turned around to get rid of it. He did not move forward immediately, but gave it to Kante, Kante dribbles the ball in the middle..."
Kanter soon encountered Yaya Toure's sniper, but he passed the ball from Yaya Toure's crotch quite decisively.
Yang Feng pulled the ball and turned around. As soon as he got rid of Casemiro, he was pulled to the ground from behind.
"Beep!"
Yang Feng flew up from the ground with a carp kick. Before Casemiro could figure out what was going on, Yang Feng had already held down the ball and kicked it out quickly.
"Hahaha, Yang Feng is a very smooth carp... quick free kick! After receiving the ball, Silva passed the ball diagonally to De Bruyne. De Bruyne looked for Silva again, and Silva passed the ball into the penalty area. Ah Guero and Yang Feng had a one-two, and Aguero was tackled to the ground by Ramos! Huh? Didn’t he call it? This ball was not called?!"
Aguero and Yang Feng passed Varane one after another and went straight to the goal. Ramos, who came in a hurry, rushed over with a horizontal tackle.
He accelerated and passed, but his left foot was lightly rubbed by Ramos.
This was not obvious, but it still caused Akun to lose his balance and fall in the penalty area.
The imaginary whistle did not sound.
Akun just raised his head in confusion, and the football was already in Navas's arms.
He immediately jumped up and ran towards the referee angrily. Unexpectedly, the referee moved faster than him and raised a yellow card high.
Flip!
"Fall?!"
"Shh!"
"Black whistle! Black whistle!"
Yang Feng didn't see clearly whether Ramos' kick hit Akun, but anyone with a brain can figure it out. Akun's kick has already passed, and he can shoot in the next step. There is no need to perform such a play again. .
Just as he was about to step forward to reason, Navas had already kicked the ball away with a big kick.
Ronaldo showed off his inhuman bounce again, tipping the ball to Modric at a height that could almost fly over Kante's head.
Modric pulled the ball back and suddenly picked up the ball after Ronaldo ran forward, hitting the ball directly to the top of the arc of Manchester City's penalty area.
"Modric passed the ball over the top, and Van Dijk went over the head... It can't be considered a head-off, it can only be said that the pass was too clever!"
The football fell almost grazing Van Dijk's hair, and Ronaldo followed.
Draw your bow, draw an arrow, and shoot furiously!
Benzema immediately bent at the waist and squatted directly on the spot.
Kompany, on the other hand, pushed towards the football with his chest raised, but unfortunately he felt lonely.
Oblak dived horizontally but failed to touch the ball.
"Peng!"
The football hit the crossbar and bounced into the net.
"Buzz!"
The entire Bernabeu exploded on the spot. At first glance, it was a vast white area, like an avalanche. The next second, cheers that seemed to shatter the eardrums surged from all directions.
Yang Feng stopped Aguero who wanted to trouble the referee.
He already has a yellow card on him, and he will be the one who suffers if the trouble continues.
Akun said something aggrievedly, but unfortunately the noise was so loud that Yang Feng didn't hear a word.
He could only hold Akun's shoulders, shake them hard, and then pointed at Real Madrid's goal.
Akun took two deep breaths and then nodded.
Yang Feng let go of his hand this time, patted him on the shoulder again, and the two walked back to the midfield side by side.
Kompany went to negotiate with the referee, and as expected, he got a card...
"Kopany was a little emotional and was given a yellow card by the referee, but Aguero's ball was really unjust. The slow motion showed that Ramos did tackle his foot. This should be a red dot package!"
Real Madrid's celebration will not end in a short while. Everyone arranged their formation and waited silently.
Anger simmered in the silence.
None of them knew whether Aguero was wrongfully accused, but everyone believed in Aguero.
The game started again. Real Madrid saw the hope of overtaking and played more aggressively. Manchester City suffered a dumb loss and naturally played even more rudely.
Ancelotti finally put Bale on the field and was replaced by Ronaldo.
Bale was probably suffocated off the court and burst out with all his strength as soon as he came up. Unfortunately, he happened to run into an angry Manchester City and hit the muzzle of the gun as soon as he burst out.
"...It's Modric again! Very good, control the rhythm. Our forward has already gone up and passed it diagonally to Bale! Bale eats Welchil alive! He was dragged down! Another yellow card?"
Welcher stood up, patted his butt and walked away as if he hadn't seen the yellow card in the referee's hand.
Bell got up and as soon as he placed the ball, Ronaldo came over.
It's not far from the goal, but the location is very far away and not very easy to hit, but it's obvious that both Bell and Ronaldo feel they can do it.
I don’t know how the two discussed it, but Bell finally walked into the penalty area depressedly.
Ronaldo stood in front of the football, showed his trademark compass foot, stepped back and kicked the ball directly out of the baseline.
Five minutes later, almost in the same position, this time it was Kante, who brought the Monkey King to the ground with a merciless sliding tackle.
The referee did not play the card this time, but gave Kanter a few warnings, and Kanter just pretended not to see it.
Bell was completely stunned.
Why the hell are you all pointing at me?
What about Benzema? Come out and take the blame!
Although depressed, fortunately, Ronaldo didn't come out to compete with him this time. Bell finally got his first shot after coming on the field.
Unfortunately, it wasn't much better than Ronaldo's, and it hit the wall directly.
Real Madrid's revenge came quickly.
In the 63rd minute, in almost the same position as when Bell was fouled just now, De Bruyne was knocked down by Yaya Toure, who also received a yellow card.
De Bruyne thoughtfully helped Yang Feng place the ball, then hugged his shoulders and watched the show.
"...Does this count as on-site teaching if I'm going to score?"
"Come out, come out. Yang Feng's small classroom has started."
"Cristiano Ronaldo: Why are you so panicked all of a sudden?"
Yang Feng retreated all the way back, directly exiting a start-up distance that made people tremble.
Sound the whistle, run up, fire!
The football flew directly towards the wall.
All the Real Madrid fans couldn't help but feel excited, and then happy again.
If you play so straight, you will definitely be blocked...right?
"GOAL!
! Yang scored directly with a free kick! 2-3, Manchester City exceeded the score again! "
"A shocking super world wave! The football passed through the gap in the human wall. It looked like it had directly penetrated the human wall. The picture was so shocking!"
The football passed between Casemiro and Yaya Toure, and the height was quite mysterious. Both of them could not help but feel a chill in their crotches, and then they were glad that they did not touch the ball.
As for Navas, he didn’t even know how the ball went into the goal.
Yang Feng ran to the sidelines, took off his jersey, threw it into the sky, and then landed heavily on the ground.
"...This is the 20th free kick in his career. Although it is still far from Juninho's record, Yang Feng still has a long time to surpass it. I believe he will be able to break the Brazilian's record before he retires. record.”
"The speed of this ball reached an astonishing 160 kilometers per hour. Navas should be lucky that he did not save the ball."
"There are about thirty minutes left in the game, Real Madrid still has a chance!"
Real Madrid also believed that they still had a chance, and they immediately pressed forward heavily after the game started again, with a strong momentum that they would never return until Loulan was defeated.
It's a pity that the momentum cannot be turned into a goal, and it is destined to be just a bluff.
Manchester City, on the other hand, started to falter again after taking the lead again, secretly carrying out sneak attacks every time.
Obviously, they were passing the ball back and forth to each other one second, and the fans couldn't help but worry about whether they would pass the ball into their own goal, but in the next second, a sudden long pass or through ball directly penetrated the defense line, which made people worried. Hard to guard against.
The game soon reached the 70th minute. Ancelotti couldn't calm down anymore. He stood up and walked around. Just when he wanted to turn around and look at the bench to find a player who could replace him, the situation on the field suddenly changed again. .
De Bruyne and Kroos were playing tricks in the midfield. When Yaya Toure was about to explode, Kroos suddenly made a 30-meter through ball.
Yang Feng instantly speeded up, passed Casemiro, and drove the ball straight to the Real Madrid goal.
Varane and Ramos rushed forward to attack, but unexpectedly Yang Feng raised his right foot without hesitation as soon as he stepped into the penalty area and fired a blast into the upper right corner of the goal.
Ramos reached out subconsciously.
"Peng!"
"ah!"
"Beep!"
The first sound was the sound of a football hitting his hand, the second sound was Ramos's scream, and the third sound was naturally the referee's whistle.
"Handball in the penalty area! Ramos blocked Young's shot with his hand. He should get a red card."
Ramos no longer cares about whether he gets a red card or not. He only cares about whether his hand is broken now.
The home fans applauded the captain's bravery, but they didn't know that their captain was so regretful that his intestines were blue.
The referee showed no mercy for his pain and held a red card high while reaching for the penalty spot.
"What was supposed to come came. Aguero's stolen penalty kick was recovered by Yang Feng for him."
"Aguero yellow card, Kompany yellow card, Welchir yellow card, Yaya Toure yellow card, Ramos red card, this game is far more intense than we thought."
"Ramos is in pain. He doesn't look injured... Huh? What is Toure doing?"
Yaya Toure ran up from the midfield and ran directly to the referee, saying something excitedly.
Some of the others were looking after Ramos, while others were watching all this indifferently.
Yaya Toure didn't know whether it was because he had a deep relationship with Ramos or because he didn't want to lose to Manchester City again. He was so excited that his face was deformed. The referee didn't know if he was frightened, so he quickly took out a topaz card to calm down the shock. .
"... Yaya Toure was shown a second yellow card for protesting. Real Madrid made matters worse, twice!"
"Ancelotti also has an opinion? Well, it's really hard for him not to have an opinion. After all, a penalty kick and two red cards, the price is too high... Wait, okay, it's three red cards, Ancelotti He was also sent off the field."
"I don't know if Mourinho is watching this game. If so, he must have a lot of ideas to communicate with Ancelotti, because he was also sent to the stands in the last Premier League match."
"Although Yang Feng's shot didn't go in, it knocked down two players and a coach of the opponent, and he also got a penalty kick. It should be regarded as the most expensive shot in the history of the Champions League."
Three people were sent off at once. Of course, the home fans gave up and booed harshly at the referee.
Who knows that just twenty minutes ago, they considered him one of their own.
The referee was very stubborn. Not only did he ignore the boos from the audience, but when he saw that Ancelotti was still reluctant to leave, he immediately stepped forward and urged him loudly.
On the other side, Ramos was also carried out of the field on a stretcher, which made Varaah curse in his heart.
You are so damn relieved, what should I do?
After the quarrel for a long time, the home fans not only showed no intention of quieting down, but the boos became louder and louder.
The referee was unmoved and pointed to the spot, signaling Manchester City to start quickly.
Yang Feng pushed Akun and said, "Go ahead, they owe you."
Akun nodded. There was no trick in this penalty kick. After the whistle sounded, he almost used all his strength to shoot.
Navas guessed the right direction, but he was still powerless. The ball flew into the goal before he could pounce on it.
2-4.
The overall situation has been decided.
