i'm a superstar

Chapter 218
"Zhang Han, ah! His dribbling speed is too fast! Others, others can't keep up at all!"

On the court, Zhang Han repeated his old tricks, striding the ball like a sharp sword, and quickly cut in from the ribs of Barcelona's defense.

"Zhang Han! Zhang Han dribbled the ball very fast, he, he cut into the penalty area."

"Ah! I'm almost catching up, Pierre and Alves are rushing back to catch up..."

"They, they outflanked from the left and right sides. Well, they sandwiched Zhang Han in the middle. They, are they going to close the door to defend?"

"Close the door and defend!"

On the court, when Zhang Han thought of this word, he almost instinctively made a movement. He stepped on the ball and stopped suddenly.

Yes, it was an emergency stop, and then, in stark contrast to his emergency stop, Peel and Alves, who were chasing quickly, also stopped, but due to the huge inertia, the two of them seemed to be stretched Han ruthlessly flung it out.

When Pique and Alves were in a state of rigidity due to an emergency stop, Zhang Han moved again.

I saw him open his arms, like a big bird, maintaining the balance of his body, and his right foot stepped on the ball just lightly, and it fell quickly.

It was too late, but it was fast. The moment the furious Valdés rushed forward, the moment his right foot landed and his center of gravity shifted, his left leg had already opened, and the left foot of the shot passed behind the ball.

Yes, it was a beautiful push, the ball crossed an arc, bypassed Valdez's outstretched arms, bounced on the ground, and rolled towards the goal behind the Barcelona goalkeeper.

"Beautiful! Beautiful! Zhang Han completed the shot under the double-team of three people, and scored a beautiful push from the far corner of the goal!" The commentator shouted excitedly again, "Zhang Han, Zhang Han's timing of this goal is too good Well, simply, simply brilliant. A simple, seemingly understated stop, completely, completely fooled Pique and Alves, and also fooled Valdes."

"Hey! Why do I feel that no one can guard against him? Zhang Han is like no one in the Barcelona penalty area. He, his movements are simply too fast, too coherent..."

"Beautiful goal, if we remember correctly, this is Zhang Han's third goal! He, he scored a hat-trick... a hat-trick in such a heavyweight game..."

The two commentators were there to praise Zhang Han without limit.

"Zhang Han! Zhang Han!"

At this time, the diehard fans of Inter Milan were enthusiastic again, shouting Zhang Han's name non-stop.

"Zhang Han! Zhang Han! I love you..."

Hearing such a coquettish voice of cheering, you will know who it is. Apart from Zhang Han's exclusive beauty fan group, who else is so passionate and nasty!

"Yes!" In the fans stands, Zhang Xue jumped up excitedly, imitating his brother, and punched fiercely, "Sister Bingbing, you lost! I said that my brother can perform a hat-trick, but you don't believe me !” She raised her eyes and looked provocatively at Liu Ruobing next to her.

"Blind cat catches a dead mouse!" Liu Ruobing put on the iceberg face of the fairy sister angrily, and said, "Barcelona! Barcelona is too frustrated. In such an important game, they actually released water. You say, don't you think? Three Personal defense is useless, let, let that stinky guy Zhang Han score a goal so easily, it is clearly a match-fixing..."

Seeing that Liu Ruobing refused to admit defeat, Zhang Xue was not moved at all, "If you lose, you lose? Don't make excuses, Sister Bingbing."

"I didn't make any excuses! I, what I said was that he scored hat-tricks in both rounds..." She didn't believe what Liu Ruobing said, so she blushed, but she still plausibly cheated and refused to admit it.

"Qing'er, are you judging, is sister Bingbing playing tricks?" Zhang Xue asked Lin Qing on the other side.

However, Lin Qing next to her remained silent for a long time, acting like a dementia, with two red hearts in her eyes, and she seemed to be saying in her heart, Zhang Han, Zhang Han is so handsome, I want to marry him.

"Yes, Sister Bingbing is playing tricks. She didn't say it was two rounds before the game, so she lost..." She was grabbed by Zhang Xue's violent woman and shook her shoulders for a while. When she woke up, she said crisply.

"Sister Bingbing, what else do you have to say? If you are willing to bet and admit defeat, marry my brother!" Zhang Xueren said seriously, staring into Liu Ruobing's eyes.

"Marry if you marry, who is afraid of whom!" Liu Ruobing said proudly, sticking her head high, but soon she laughed again, "Xiao Nizi, if you don't ask your brother, I will marry you." Give it to him, does he dare to marry?"

"I disagree. Sister Bingbing cannot marry Zhang Han. Brother Zhang Han is mine." Lin Qing suddenly shouted childishly.

"Don't be ashamed!" Zhang Xue made a face, squinting her eyes to shame her.

"Don't make trouble! Just watch the game, that Messi is also very good, Inter Milan is a bit dangerous!" The so-called concern and chaos, Lin Lin said very melancholy.

In fact, her worry is not unreasonable. Although Inter Milan is ahead in the score, they are completely at a disadvantage in the scene, but it is said that they were beaten on the ground by Barcelona.

"Why do I feel that Zhang Han seems to be fighting against Barcelona alone?" Lin Lin thought, her uneasy eyes kept scanning the field, as if looking for the problem.

At this time on the court.

"hateful!"

Messi pursed his lips and lowered his head, his face was flushed. Seeing Zhang Han from a distance running to the fans to celebrate enthusiastically, he became even more angry and clenched his fists tightly.

"Leo! Relax, the real battle has just begun? We won't give up so easily!"

Pique said, putting his big hand on Messi's slightly trembling shoulders, he was also very angry.

"Friends in the audience! The first half of the game was very exciting, and now there is not much time before the intermission, but Barcelona's morale is very high. It seems that they were really hit by Zhang Han's goal. fire."

"Yes, after they kicked off in midfield, they passed the ball in an orderly manner and launched a siege against Inter Milan."

"Why do I feel that Inter Milan's defense is very unstable? Barcelona, ​​Barcelona seems to be able to score at any time."

Another commentator echoed: "Yes, the closer it is to the last moment, the more dangerous it is. Barcelona, ​​Barcelona is holding back their breath. Yes, they want to equalize the score! I have to say that Inter Milan is in a very dangerous situation."

Before the commentator finished speaking, Inter Milan was in danger on the pitch, so the fans in the stands, especially Lin Lin, became even more worried.

"Beautiful!..." The narrator suddenly shouted excitedly.

(End of this chapter)