football world number one

Chapter 1100 The Old Father's Smile
"Shh!"

Liu Feng's actions after getting the ball were simple, crisp and desperate. He pushed the ball straight away, and then chased after him.

Alves, who had already been thrown off the track, had a hard time chasing the ball diagonally, let alone racing without the ball.

For a while, the shortcomings of Barcelona's lack of defenders finally came out.

When Liu Feng got the ball again and started to take it obliquely towards the penalty area, everything became out of hand.

"Riding alone to a banquet is unstoppable!"

Seeing the fast-moving Liu Feng colliding head-on with Pique sitting on the middle road, Liu Jianhong only uttered these four words.

Everyone was excited and looking forward to seeing Liu Feng's solo show.

However, the subsequent plot deviated from what the fans thought Liu Feng would once again simply pass through several people and score goals.

"Running towards the baseline with Pique, Valdez has already attacked, and Afeng's shooting space has become more and more ~, heels! A stroke of genius!"

"Oh!"

This was a kick that kicked the ball directly to the rear. Liu Feng didn't think that Pique would not guard against the route of his cross.

If nothing unexpected, then the one who can shoot should be...

"Goal!!! Wilshere volleyed and the ball flew towards the right side of the goal. Valdez couldn't catch up. The ball went in! Go in! Go in!!!"

"Shh!"

Barcelona's net was lifted high by the ball, and the excited Wilshere rushed to Liu Feng who provided him with an assist after scoring the goal.

"Feng! Feng! Feng! Feng! I scored a goal!!! Hahahaha, (><)!"

For a moment, Wilshere's youthful nature was undoubtedly revealed, and his smile made Liu Feng smile like an old father.

"Haha, well done!"

Hugging Wilshere vigorously, Liu Feng immediately embraced Bendtner and others who ran over.

All the players were congratulating Wilshere on his goal, and everyone was laughing and laughing happily.

In the stands, the Arsenal fans also fell into a sea of ​​happiness. They began to jump and jump in the stands, showing great excitement.

Lively belongs to Arsenal, silence belongs to Barcelona.

The Barcelona players on the field bowed their heads at the end of the first half. They were extremely painful about the birth of this goal, but they were also quite helpless.

"In the 403rd minute of the game, the score was rewritten again, and the home team Arsenal regained the lead with a score of 2-1."

Watching the game time, Liu Jianhong slowly announced the fact that the situation was already quite unfavorable for Barcelona, ​​which would lose in a draw, but now the Gunners took the lead again.

For a while, the odds of Barcelona's successful promotion decreased rapidly, and many people had already begun to despair.

Fortunately, as the team's current leaders, Harvey and Messi stepped forward, and they fished the ball out of their own goals when the team's morale fell.

One after the other, the leaders of the two teams kept calling for their teammates.

"The game is not over yet, we haven't lost yet!"

The serious and firm shouting made the team finally adjust their mentality.

But unfortunately, after recovering, there is too little time left for them.

"Shh!!!"

"Okay, the first half is over, Barcelona are still passing in the midfield, they didn't attack immediately after the kick-off, the time was completely running out."

If you hesitate, you will lose. There is so little time. When the two teams had to stop and start to follow their coaches back to the locker room, the Barcelona players all bowed their heads.

One pass, one shot VS one pass, this is the record of the much-watched Liu Feng and Messi in the first half.

A super player is a super player, and in two games in a row, both players showed their talents.

But it seemed that Liu Feng had crushed Messi hard.

He responded to the expectations of those fans who thought it was unfair for him to win the Silver Ball with his performance.

In the road to becoming a god planned by those fans for him, defeating Messi is an extremely important part.

When returning to the locker room, to Liu Feng's surprise, Messi took the initiative to talk to him.

"Feng, maybe we can exchange jerseys after the game."

There was no tense atmosphere among the fans, Messi and Liu Feng off the pitch were quite approachable people.

"my pleasure."

Smiling at Messi, Liu Feng's actions were natural and friendly. The two parted at the fork in the player's tunnel, and did not re-enter the fighting state until they returned to the locker room.

"You guys handled it well in the first half, keep it up, I think we will be the last ones."

When the team was in the lead, Wenger did not criticize the players too much. For the team's conceded goal, he could clearly see that Sagna had reached the end.

On the court, there are always some factors that cannot be overcome. Just do your best and ignore it.

"So, let me say a few words about attacking and midfield."

Putting his hands on the stamps of the team's three central midfielders, the professor pulled the stamp representing Alexander Song to the back.

"In the second half, we changed the midfield position and played 4123."

Wenger's eyes then fell on Alexander Song who was moved by him.

"Song, your defensive tasks will be further aggravated. Don't be stingy with your physical strength. Both the left and right sides will participate in the defense."

"understand!"

After Ramsey has been revived with full blood, the team's defensive midfielder is no longer as tense as before. The professor can completely replace Ramsey after Alexander Song is exhausted.

"There is only half of the game left, stick to the end, lead to the end, let the fans cheer for you!"

"Roar!"

For the rest of the time, the Arsenal dressing room was quiet again, and the players quickly recovered their physical strength and energy in this peaceful atmosphere.

"Bang bang bang, please come in."

Finally, the staff knocked on the door, and everyone stood up and pushed the door out with a bang.

"Arsenal must win!"

"Definitely!"

Arrogant and high-spirited, in the midfield at the door of his home, the morale of the Gunners is unprecedentedly high.

"CCTV, CCTV, viewers and friends, welcome back! Here is the second half of Arsenal's home game against Barcelona."

As Liu Jianhong's voice sounded again, the fans who took advantage of the intermission quickly returned to the TV.

Countless eyes from all over the world are focused on the arena, and the end of this battle is not far away.

"Messi and David Villa stood on the serve point, the referee blew the kick-off whistle, and the game started again!"

　Chapter 1 here!No way, brothers, today is just one chapter. Overtime work these past few days has made me useless, and another chapter is considered a break. Please bear with me.

　　
　
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