"Deng Kai caught up with Schmeichel and he wanted Schmeichel's gloves! This..."
"Deng Kai wants to be the goalkeeper! It's really Deng Kai! Oh my god!"
"Is Deng Kai crazy? He is only 1.78 meters tall!"
"Historically, there are indeed goalkeepers under 1.8 meters tall, but they are too few. And the most important thing is that Deng Kai has never received professional goalkeeper training. He...should Pepe be the one?"
On the court.
Schmeichel's eyes nearly popped out when he walked to the sidelines: "Are you sure? Kai!"
Deng Kai nodded, very firmly: "It can only be me."
Schmeichel handed the gloves to Deng Kai.
At the same time, Maxa on the sidelines asked: "Fonte, when you usually practice together, is the loser the goalkeeper?"
Feng nodded.
"Look, I'm just saying that Kai has been trained by him, so it's no problem." Maxa smiled, and while talking to Triguera, he continued to ask Fonte, "Then since Kai stepped forward, it means that he is usually the best at throwing balls. Bar?"
Fonte was embarrassed: "Um...usually I save the most, then Pepe, and then...the second to last is Ronaldo, and Kai Shao...has never saved a football."
"They, no, Ronaldo is a little afraid of the ball, he avoids the ball. And Mr. Kai...he can't bear to destroy our confidence in shooting, so..."
Maxa was numb.
Not just live.
The commentary on major broadcast platforms has also completely turned upside down.
Deng Kai goes to save some?
Is there anyone left at Sporting Lisbon?
Although Deng Kai is not short among midfielders now, he is a goalkeeper!
All goalkeepers under 1.85 meters tall are Yodels!
"That's ridiculous! Deng Kai is obviously over the top."
"Deng Kai's penalty kick missed. Do you want to redeem yourself now? The mood is understandable, but this behavior is definitely wrong!"
"No one from Sporting Lisbon stood up to stop Deng Kai? That's outrageous! This team is ruined! Is this what Deng Kai said?"
"Marquesa and Trigla are two people who deceive the world and steal their reputation. They didn't make any adjustments or instructions and let Deng Kai do whatever he wanted!"
"Deng Kai came to the door. He and Zidane looked at each other. It could be seen that Zidane's eyes were full of surprise and confusion. But it was only for a moment that Zidane entered his own state."
Katcha!
No one can hear it.
But there was a voice in Deng Kai's mind.
The moment card "Cech who doesn't want to be a tank soldier" is activated.
"Cech, protect me...I will never let you get hurt in this life!" Deng Kai muttered silently, standing on the goal line with his feet, as if taking root, motionless.
His body was slightly lowered, like a hunter deep in the mountains.
Zidane, who should have taken the initiative, became his prey.
Zidane didn't like this feeling very much.
Deng Kai's eyes and movements were too aggressive.
This aroused Zidane's inner rebellion, and he refused to become a guest.
The initiative should always be in his hands.
Because he is Zidane!
drop!
The referee blew his whistle.
Zidane started to run.
Pretty fast.
boom!
Zidane kicked out.
Everyone forgot to breathe at this moment.
The football flew out.
Some people guessed the left, and some guessed the right.
Deng Kai's mind belongs to Cech's experience and ability to make crazy judgments.
Cech's brain concluded it was left.
But Deng Kai suppressed this impulse from the professional field.
He believed in his answer.
Even if the other answer comes from Petr Cech.
Of course, Deng Kai rejected Cech's judgment, but he still has Cech's saving ability.
He raised his eyes slightly.
Football, went to the top!
Baggio in the stands seemed to be struck by thunder.
This is...a shot from the sky!
That's a rainbow!
That's...a spoon penalty!
Zidane... wait!
Deng Kai him!
After Zidane kicked the football, the expression on his face froze instantly.
Because Deng Kai's feet really seemed to have taken root, standing motionless.
The football flew lightly into Deng Kai's arms.
Deng Kai... saved Zidane's penalty kick!
You could say he was stunned.
But it can also be said that he... saw through Zidane!
Zidane himself prefers the latter.
The cheers of the Real Madrid fans at the scene stopped abruptly.
At this moment, all the beauty is like falling into an ice cellar.
The cold started from the feet, making everyone's scalp numb.
But this is not the end.
Deng Kai held the football and ran past the sluggish Zidane. He put the football in his right hand, tilted his whole body to the back right, and shouted: "Counterattack!"
"Fight back!"
The next moment, Sporting Lisbon's entire army attacks!
All the players ran frantically towards the Real Madrid half, ready to receive Deng Kai's hand throw or big foot.
Except for Zidane, who had not yet recovered, all Real Madrid players turned around and ran quickly towards their own half.
"Defend! Defend!" Hierro reminded his teammates frantically.
A death race begins...
Where is the ball?
Wait, who is that?
Raul saw a dark shadow running past him, which was the Sporting Lisbon jersey.
That's...Deng Kai!
He didn't kick the ball wide!
He ran out of the penalty area with the football!
this……
Raul even looked back at Sporting Lisbon's goal to make sure, otherwise he wouldn't believe it.
And there was indeed no sign of Deng Kai there.
Deng Kai abandoned the door and left!
Considering that Zidane was off the line, Sporting Lisbon, which was faced with ten people, had one more player!
Danger!
Danger!
boom!
Deng Kai passed the ball and found Matthaus as McManaman pounced.
Matthäus crosses Pepe.
Pepe passed the ball to Cristiano Ronaldo who was blocked by Hierro and almost fell down, but stayed in the midfield.
Cristiano Ronaldo passed the ball back to Deng Kai and started to push forward himself.
Deng Kai passed the ball to Kaka who retreated.
Kaka passed back to Matthäus.
Matthaus made a through ball and Deng Kai held the ball in the left rib.
boom!
Deng Kai lifted the football from behind to in front of him and passed it with the instep of his outside foot.
A dazzling series of passes.
The speaking speed of the commentators could not keep up with the speed of football transfer.
Because these passes are all delivered with one kick!
No one has an extra kick!
At this moment, among the global football commentators, only Huang Jianxiang can barely keep up.
He is extremely familiar with every player at Sporting Lisbon.
One minute on stage, ten years of hard work off stage.
At the same time, Zidane, who finally reacted, pointed crazily at his wrist, signaling that the game was over.
Bosque immediately complained to the fourth referee and added one minute of added time.
But it's already the 123rd minute.
The fourth referee signaled Del Bosque not to get excited. It was normal for the referee to extend stoppage time due to problems such as changing the goalkeeper.
And it seemed that the referee planned to stop the game when the offensive opportunity was destroyed.
Sporting Lisbon has passed the ball nine times in a row, and they can't keep attacking with one shot forever.
As soon as the football stops, the referee will definitely...
