Chapter 0507, thanks and gratitude

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In the live broadcast room, Alphonse looked at the court nervously: "Monaco has only one chance now, and the French Ligue 1 team has only one chance this season. It all depends on Wang Chuhe to take another step forward." .”

Octave shouted: "I believe in this Chinese boy! He can always create miracles!"

Alphonse looked at the Monaco players in the wall and pondered: "I think Chu He, the ball king, should be able to pass the ball. After all, there are a lot of Monaco players in the penalty area. As long as the ball is passed in place, there should be a 50-50 possibility."

Octave disagreed: "I guess this kid must have shot it himself! In such an important game, he scored a direct free kick and helped the team reach the semi-finals. How perfect!"

Alphonse: "But this is not safe enough..."

Octave: "How can there be so many guarantees in a football game! This kid will definitely shoot directly, I bet you!"

Wenger on the sidelines was also a little nervous. He looked at Francesco on the court and greeted the wall, and he prayed secretly in his heart.

Arsenal is getting closer and closer to the Champions League this season. God, let me get my wish just once...

In front of the visiting team's coach's bench, Puro looked nervous, but Yun Sheng was very calm.

Pro asked: "Why are you not nervous at all?"

"Why should I be nervous?"

"Are you absolutely sure about this free kick?"

"Haha, even the gods of China are not sure, let alone me."

"Then why aren't you nervous?"

"Because my goal has actually been achieved." Yun Sheng shrugged, "Man, we have returned to the Champions League and reached the quarterfinals. Our goal has been achieved. Since the quarter-finals, I'm already very indifferent. If we take one more step forward, that's lucky; if we go home, it's because we're not strong enough and we'll come back next year."

"Are you so calm? Have no desires or desires? This is not like your style."

"Man, there is an old saying in China, which is called 'Do your best and obey fate'. This sentence means to do your best and don't be too harsh on the results. Of course I hope to win, but even if I fail, I can be calm. accept."

"So calm? No wonder you are a championship coach. I admire you."

Yun Sheng was very calm, and Wang Chuhe on the court was also extremely calm.

Arsenal's wall crossed the line twice in a row, but was pushed back by the referee. Finally, the referee showed Campbell a yellow card, which stopped the Arsenal players from being upset.

In fact, they just want to delay the game. There is not much time left. As long as the free kick is missed, the game is basically over.

Wang Chuhe was not in a hurry and looked at his opponent calmly.

What's the use of being anxious? I can't control it. It's better to calm down and try to score goals.

Chen Tao suddenly felt something bad in the wall of people. Looking at Wang Chuhe's calm eyes, he felt that there seemed to be a bit of an ominous premonition.

Chen Tao shouted at Almunia: "Man, this guy may want to shoot directly! You should pay more attention!"

Almunia nodded with a serious expression, and smashed it hard with his gloved hands to show that he had no problem.

Chen Tao felt a little puzzled. He recalled that when he was in Monaco, Wang Chuhe had never taken direct free kicks. Why do I have this feeling at this moment, thinking that he must shoot directly?

But when he saw Wang Chuhe in front of the ball with a serious look on his face, although he stood still, Chen Tao had a feeling that Wang Chuhe would definitely shoot the ball himself! definitely!

He wanted to remind goalkeeper Almunia again to pay attention to Wang Chuhe's direct free kick, but it was too late.

The referee's whistle sounded, and Wang Chuhe stood alone in front of the ball, with no one standing beside him.

He asked all his teammates to ambush near the penalty area, and he did not need to cover.

At this time, Wang Chuhe was like a lone hero. The eyes of more than 60,000 fans in the audience were all focused on him, like thousands of needles pricking him.

Wang Chuhe didn't move at all, his face expressionless.

When he heard the referee's whistle, he took a deep breath and backed away slowly. After measuring the distance, he stopped, looked up in the direction of the goal, and sprinted forward!

"Wang Chuhe is taking a run-up! Players on both sides are also ready to respond! Will he pass the ball or shoot directly?"

"Wang Chuhe shot directly! The ball was like a sharp boomerang in the air and went straight to the far corner of the goal!"

"Almunia made the right decision! His fingertips touched the ball..."

"The ball went in!!!"

"The ball went in!!!"

"The ball went in!!!"

"In the countdown of the game, Monaco finally equalized the score!"

"2 to 2! Monaco tied the total score to 3 to 3, and they also have the advantage of more away goals!"

"The stoppage time of the game has now expired! Arsenal have no time!"

"Arsenal players took the ball out of the net. They quickly ran to the center circle and urged the referee to resume the game!"

"But they don't have time anymore!"

"The game restarts and the referee's whistle sounds! The game is over!"

“This game is really full of twists and turns!”

The Monaco players, who had not celebrated enough just now, burst into flames the moment they heard the whistle!

They shouted loudly, hugged each other, knelt down and shouted!

The visiting team’s fans’ stand has become a sea of ​​joy!

That wonderful free kick seemed to be a huge bomb that detonated in the Monaco fans' stands!

Wang Chuhe, the hero of the goal, stood on the sidelines and made that gesture again toward the VIP room above.

Two plus three!

At this time, in the private room, a familiar figure stood up, clapped repeatedly, and gave Chen Tao a thumbs up with a smile on his face.

The broadcast footage found him exactly.

"That man is Beckham! Although he was injured and did not make the squad, he still appeared in the VIP room at the Emirates Stadium!"

"I understand, Wang Chuhe made a two plus three gesture, referring to No. 23, Beckham's jersey number! He was thinking of paying tribute to Beckham!"

"The direct free kick just now really looked like Beckham's full-moon scimitar. It seems that Wang Chuhe has received a true pass from England's free kick master!"

Octave shouted in the live broadcast room that he was only half right.

Wang Chuhe was shouting loudly at this time, but his words could not be heard clearly because of the noise of the stadium.

David, thank you for guiding me!

You're right, I should be more aggressive!

If the forwards are in trouble and cannot score goals, our midfielders should step up!

Your free kick guidance has benefited me a lot!

Without you, there would be no goal I just scored! There would be no Champions League semi-finals like Monaco!

David! Thank u!