Adhering to the traditional virtue of respecting the old and loving the young, Yang Feng gave up the free kick first.
It could be seen that Ronaldo really wanted to take a shot, but since Yang Feng had withdrawn, he had no choice but to give up the opportunity.
Zizou and Carlos didn't know what they were discussing, and finally stood on the left and right behind the football.
"Zidane and Carlos retreated to leave a running distance. It seems that one of them should take the shot. However, it is not ruled out that this is a smoke bomb. In the end, it will be Yang Feng or Ronaldo who suddenly stops and shoots without running. Maybe..."
It was just a friendly match, and Yang Feng was not capable of playing that kind of trick.
The whistle sounded and the two men started running at the same time.
Like a small tank, Carlos rushed to the football first and stepped over it under the terrified eyes of the crowd.
Zidane followed up with a kick and shot.
The football drew a clear arc and flew over the wall, then turned towards the upper left corner of the goal.
Ter Stegen calmly stepped forward and then jumped forward.
He was just a little bit away from touching football.
But just like that, the first goal of the game was born.
"Goal!
!
A wonderful free kick scored directly, Zidane's sword is still young! "
The four high-fived and celebrated, and others came over to congratulate Qi Zu.
Yang Feng teased: "Maybe when Real Madrid encounters a deadlock in the future, the head coach will be your biggest secret weapon."
Qi Zu looked at the others and lowered his voice: "Hey! It hasn't been announced yet, so don't let it slip."
An Pang is now the coach of Real Madrid, Zidane has not made an official announcement yet.
"Come on," Yang Feng said, "Who else in the world doesn't know? You are the only ones who think you have done a good job keeping it secret."
Qi Zu looked at the others and saw the tacit smiles on their faces, so he naturally knew that Yang Feng was right.
The game continues.
After falling behind, Messi finally began to show his strength.
In the 13th minute of the game, Alves passed the ball over the top. Di Maria took the ball and changed direction to get rid of Lahm's defense. He passed the ball directly to Messi's feet.
Messi pretended to raise his head to observe the movement of his teammates, and the next second he suddenly changed the direction of the ball on the spot, easily getting rid of Uncle Long's defense, and drove the ball straight from the center.
Yin Bu quickly pulled aside and took Van Dyke away while creating space for him.
Carlos quickly came over to cover the defense and made a decisive sliding tackle against Messi.
Messi quickly released the ball, dodged his tackle and rushed straight into the penalty area.
Ronaldinho flicked the football passed by Messi, and the football fell just one step inside the penalty area of Yang Feng.
Messi followed up with a volley.
The football grazed Hevedes' shoulder and flew to the right side of the goal.
Nuo Xiaoxin had already guarded against his move. He immediately jumped forward and moved the ball outside the small penalty area with one hand.
Henry stepped on the ball with his thigh.
Hewedes stepped forward to block it, but was deceived by Henry's fake move.
"...Messi and Ronaldinho played a one-two, went in, and hit the goal! Neuer's world-class save, ouch, the ball went to Henry's feet, and Henry shot...a fake shot and a real pass, and it was given to Messi again."
Messi adjusted the football to his left foot and made a shooting motion.
Noyin Er, who had just stood up, immediately fell to the ground and threw himself again, but this time he fell lonely.
The football rolled to Yin Bu's feet, and Yin Bu pushed the ball effortlessly, eating the cake easily.
"Goal!
! Messi's team tied the score so quickly! Both sides come and go, the game is quite exciting! "
"All five of Messi's frontcourt players participated in this attack, but it still cannot conceal Messi's outstanding personal ability. It's time for Yang Feng to respond."
Yang Feng smiled and gave Messi a thumbs up, then turned to Ronaldo and said, "It's our turn."
"I don't want to lose," Ronaldo nodded, "I believe you do too."
"No, I don't care," Yang Feng said, "But since you want to win, then I'll help you."
"I would rather you come to the Bernabeu to help me."
"Come on, I really went to the Bernabeu, then maybe who helped whom."
This time, Yang Feng and Cristiano Ronaldo went to the center circle to serve. After passing the ball back, Ronaldo immediately passed the ball over Messi's head to the forward Yang Feng.
Yang Feng didn't pause, and took advantage of the situation to pick again, this time it was Da Fengxian.
Yin Bu couldn't bear such an insult. He stretched out his hand towards Yang Feng and pulled, but found that he couldn't pull...
Yang Feng also found that he couldn't escape.
Both reacted similarly.
Damn it...
He is used to bullying others with his strength, and now he finally meets a well-matched opponent.
While the two were tugging and tugging, the football flew to Ronaldinho's feet.
c Roma rushed forward to press for the ball.
Ronaldinho made a circle to protect the ball and successfully got rid of it, then made a long pass and continued to look for Messi.
Just as Messi was about to catch the ball, a black shadow came down from behind and forced the ball away from his head.
"... Ronaldinho made a long pass to find Messi. Van Dijk headed the ball to Xavi Alonso, who then looked for Kaká."
Kaka used his iconic stride, but unfortunately his heavy footsteps could no longer support the soaring wings of the Son of God, and the football was stabbed out by Mascherano.
Ronaldo reacted quickly and poked the ball before Alba, and the football came to the wing.
Ram stepped forward, kicked the ball out, and passed the ball to the middle again.
With his back to Yin Bu, Yang Feng gently picked up the ball with the tip of his right foot. He turned to the left and danced cleanly past Da Feng as if he were on a figure skating field.
The football fell obediently in front of him. Yang Feng poked the ball gently and charged forward.
Kaka looked at his handsome back, his eyes full of nostalgia...
"Yang Feng passed the ball with his back! He once again reproduced Bergkamp's famous work! Dribbling the ball in the middle and accelerating..."
Mascherano was the first to catch up, but Yang Feng disappeared as soon as he accelerated. He hurriedly and slowly caught the first breath of exhaust gas.
Ronaldinho was in front of Yang Feng, but he wisely chose to turn a blind eye and let Yang Feng fly past him easily.
This guy didn't forget to slap his mouth, "It's so fast."
Puyol and Pique faced him head-on, while Alves and Alba surrounded him from the left and right sides. The four of them formed a big net and covered Yang Feng head-on.
Yang Feng did not pause at all, but his speed became faster and faster. At the moment when he was about to collide with the two central defenders, he suddenly thrust the ball forward.
The football passed between Puyol and Pique, while others rushed between Pique and Alves.
Alves and Pique stretched out their feet at the same time, blocking Yang Feng.
The reaction of the two people is not unpleasant, but no matter how fast people are, how can they stop lightning?
Yang Feng flew between them in less than a blink of an eye.
The four of them all looked back, but Ter Stegen left the door without hesitation.
Yang Feng caught up with the football, drew his bow and nocked an arrow, and volleyed with his right foot.
Now he knew why Barty's goal could still be remembered by so many people after so many years.
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All his energy and energy seemed to be concentrated on this shot, and his whole body was filled with a sweeping momentum at the moment he hit the goal.
For some reason, Ter Stegen felt a chill in his heart, and it took all the self-control in his life to prevent himself from covering his head to avoid the ball.
Football goes straight into the dead end.
"Yang Feng also scored a goal, with a burst of shots after continuous breakthroughs. The goalkeeper was helpless. Yang Feng's friends team took the lead again, and the score became 2-1."
"Both sides are not playing conservatively. There should be many goals scored in this game. I hope it will continue..."
Ronaldo came up to "response" at this time. After seeing the ball go in, he looked at Yang Feng with resentful eyes.
Liar! You promised to help me win? Don’t you just think about yourself?
Yang Feng hugged his shoulders nonchalantly and continued to fool him: "Next, you will be next, I promise."
Ronaldo still believes in him.
Yang Feng did not live up to his distrust. After the game restarted, he once again hit a super world wave with a kick that penetrated the mountains and rivers.
Xabi Alonso has not played any masterpieces in Manchester City this season, but he is very comfortable in this mixed team of old and new. Especially the pass to Yang Feng is accurate and timely. Yang Feng has his back to the goalkeeper. His pass was tipped back, then he turned, overtook, and volleyed over the falling football.
The most powerful thing about Batty's long-range shot is not only its violent power, but also the terrifying accuracy that can create a threat from anywhere within thirty meters of the goal.
Ter Stegen is an old opponent who has played against Yang Feng since the Bundesliga, but every time they met again, he was abused again, and each time was worse than the last time, especially this time: because he didn't even dare to save, and He pretended not to react in time and watched helplessly as the football flew into the net.
It's just a friendly match, why bother fighting with your body, right...
The game continued, with both sides playing casually and fiercely. The result was an endless stream of exciting scenes, but no more goals were scored until the end of the first half.
As a professional player, if you haven't lost your temper, no matter how much the defenders give you face, they won't let you in if you want to.
The two sides entered the halftime break with a score of 3-1.
During the halftime break, everyone did not go into the locker room to adjust tactics. Instead, they sat directly on the sidelines to brag or interact with the fans. The atmosphere was quite harmonious.
Aguero ran both ways like a courtesan, but he still failed to play as he wished after the start of the second half.
Lao Ma first replaced Ronaldinho with Neymar, and here Ferguson also replaced Zidane with Silva.
As a result, there were two less old guys on the field, and everyone gradually became serious.
Silva was squeezed out of last season's best lineup by Iniesta, which basically meant that he missed out on the honor of being the world's best midfielder last season. He felt angry and performed very seriously after playing.
But it was Messi's friends who got the first kick in the second half.
Alba dribbled the ball from the wing and made a pass. Yin Bu headed the ball back. Neymar and Messi passed the ball quickly and directly into the goal.
Neuer stood on the goal line and spread his hands helplessly, saying that he tried his best.
Yang Feng had already had enough of the first half, and continued to transform into a cake-making master in the second half.
With him, Silva and Kaka feeding wildly, the two Ronaldos opened one after another.
Ronaldo received a cross from Yang Feng at a 45-degree angle, jumped high, and hit the ball with his signature tomahawk header into the goal held by Ter Stegen.
4-2.
Just five minutes later, Yang Feng’s friends team made a comeback.
Kaka dribbled the ball through Di Maria and Mascherano in the middle and passed it diagonally to Silva on the wing.
Silva flicked the buckle past Alba and Pique, giving Ronaldo a nanny-style assist.
5-2.
Seeing that they were about to be defeated, Messi's team quickly mobilized its troops.
Su Ya enters, Henry exits.
msn was full of fire and quickly won another victory. The game finally ended with 5-3.
At the end of the game, everyone has to return to their roles. When we meet next time, many teammates who were fighting side by side just now will turn into competitors who want to take away each other's waist. But football has always been like this, on and off the field, regardless of the discussion. Each...
