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Chapter 423 Nkunku Appears Again

Messi's penalty seems to have re-energized the stadium.

"Forca Barca!"

"Forca Barca!"

"Leo—"

Such cheers stimulated every nerve of the Paris players.

"Messi scored this penalty. Now the score is 3:1. The total score of Paris is 3:5 behind. The game came to two minutes, which means that if Paris wants to advance, it must score at least two goals. Only by relying on the advantage of the number of away goals can we eliminate the opponent."

He Wei emphasized the seriousness of the situation, but his tone was clearly dissatisfied.

Uncle Fagoli was directly angry: "Great Paris is not so easy to bully, we will definitely let UEFA give an explanation! Even if Barcelona's power is as high as the sky, they have the aura of super giants, but football has never It's not a game for the powerful! And, hahaha! Humph! They must not be too happy!"

Chairman Nasser slammed the cup on the ground with a "snap" in his office.

"What the hell! How much is this idiot charging Barcelona? Want to kill my team and treat us as paupers?"

The secretary who came in after hearing the knock on the door saw the debris all over the floor and the angry expression on the boss's face, so he dared not ask a word, and kept silent.

In various domestic live broadcast rooms, the appearance of this penalty kick is undoubtedly the most ruthless wave of fans.

"The number one diving team in Europe is here! Having a godfather is so awesome! It doesn't matter if it's true or not, it's a full score anyway!"

"Barcelona is disgusting again!"

"To tell you the truth, this operation pissed me off. It's okay to be blind in the first half, but can the judgment be changed? Can match-fixing be so blatant?"

"Although I can't hate Messi, I have become a black fan of Barcelona since then. I beg Paris to kill Sago!"

"Ahem...the comment section is so hostile! Didn't Platini all go in? One by one, I'm a godfather... 30-year-old fans don't even know who the godfather is now?"

"Upstairs, stop talking! You have it! Absolutely! Say you have it!"

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Both sides are preparing to make substitution adjustments. Enrique is ready to let Rakitic play and replace Umtiti in the defense.With a two-goal advantage in hand, now that the four-back system has changed, it is necessary to strengthen the midfield pass and control.

And Emery also began to make substitution adjustments, but this substitution adjustment simply surprised many people.

"Huh? Nkunku! Emery chose to replace Nkunku! With Ben Arfa on the bench, he chose to replace Christopher Nkunku!"

Uncle Fagoli's eyes widened, never expecting Emery to choose to trust his son at such a time.

"Christopher Nkunku! He played again. At this critical moment that determines the life and death of Paris throughout the season, young people should stop making mistakes!"

This is to warn his son that the old father is actually quite nervous.

Trapp was too fierce when he made a save just now, and his head hit the column. The beautiful team doctor Roland was treating him on the field. Taking advantage of this time, Emery completed the substitution procedure first.

Matuidi was replaced by Nkunku. Obviously, the mentality of the midfielder was affected. The root cause of the penalty kick was also his brain fever on the court.

Gao Yuyang watched him end and shook his head, guessing that it would be very difficult to catch Chairman Nasser's eyes according to the way this two idiots played!
Taking advantage of this time period, Gao Yuyang greeted everyone to the sidelines, took two bottles of water with both hands and poured them directly on the nearest Marquinhos, Kimpembe and Kurzawa.

"Wow! High! What are you doing?"

Several people couldn't dodge in time, and their heads were doused with water.

Gao Yuyang smiled and said: "As the captain, I have the responsibility to help you calm down! Now, tell me, have you calmed down?"

It was only then that several people realized that this "loss" had to be eaten. They were indeed a little restless just now, and they rushed directly to the referee.

"Uh...Gao, is there anything you can't say well? We are all experienced players." Marchinhos complained.

Gao Yuyang's answer was straightforward: "We don't have time!"

Nkunku, who had just played, glanced blankly at the scene, and Gao Yuyang walked over to him with a smile at this moment: "What are you doing here? Christopher?"

"Hey! Gao, of course it's to strengthen the offense! I'm here to pass the ball to you."

Gao Yuyang glanced at him suspiciously, but nodded with a smile in the next second, walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't make the mistake of last game, Christopher."

Nkunku nodded with a smile: "I won't fall twice in the same place."

"This is the best way." Gao Yuyang replied: "You should understand that if you make the club lose patience, Nasser, a local boss, doesn't care how loyal you are to Paris."

This is to remind him quietly that the only redeeming thing about this little guy is that he is loyal enough. Just like many players from small local teams, he is eager to play for his hometown all his life. The only sad thing is that his hometown team has become The big goal of the super giants, his current strength is difficult to match.

In fact, Gao Yuyang didn't understand why Nkunku was played. He didn't see any defensive attributes in Nkunku. Replacing Matuidi would only further weaken the midfield defense.

Are you desperate now?

Thinking this way in his mind, he withdrew his position behind Cavani. Anyway, the team has a person in front, and he is really worried about Nkunku's ability.

As a captain, you have to consider the overall situation. As a striker, the biggest tragedy is that you work hard at the front, but leak at will, and the goals will never catch up with the conceded goals.

But after playing for a few minutes, Nkunku's performance made him shine.

Instead of holding the ball in place to show off his skills, he ran while in control of the ball, running up and down the midfield to connect the midfield, the wings and the center, and frequently involved Busque by running without the ball Ci.

"Hey! This is interesting." Gao Yuyang said secretly, and slowly returned to the position where he should be in the front line.

Nkunku brought vitality to the entire midfield with such a kick. His pulling and running pairs especially embarrassed Busquets. The horizontal coverage of the midfield is his characteristic, but the vertical turn is for a figure close to 1.9 meters. The challenges are not small.

Nkunku also seized an opportunity and played a beautiful collision with the right back Meunier. When Busquets was about to stick him, he turned around deftly and instantly gained space in the middle of the midfield.

Mascherano made up from behind, Nkunku saw him with his eyes, but did not choose to continue dribbling the ball, but sent a diagonal pass forward, giving enough lead, and pinpointed that Pique was Fighting and retreating, he didn't fully complete his turn around, so he gave enough advance from his opposite direction, aiming to send it to Gao Yuyang.

After passing this kick, he stood on the spot and shouted:
"Gao, it's up to you!"

(End of this chapter)