King Bayern

After Chen Mu received Laut's one-two pass, before the opponent's defensive player blocked it, he pushed the far corner of the goal with the arch of his right foot.

This is like a golf putter. It looks very light and not as comfortable as a burst shot, but it has a high technical content.

"The ball went in."

Frankfurt's home court was in a daze, it was like a hooligan fighting in a group suddenly encountering a Tai Chi expert.

"Is this still a Bundesliga team? The fucking cooperation is too delicate."

After Chen Mu scored a goal, he ran towards Paul, who was on the bench. To everyone's surprise, Paul took out a mask from somewhere. It looked like a simple mask made by himself, and the head portrait on it was Frankfurt coach Funk. you.

Chen Mu took off his jersey and handed it to Paul, and Paul handed Chen Mu a few euros. At this point, everyone understood that this was a satire of Funkel's remarks before the game.

Funkel also had a violent temper. He rushed over and pulled off Paul's mask. Seeing that the conflict was about to break out, luckily the people next to him stopped him.

Funkel tore the mask to pieces and threw it back at Paul, who applauded, obviously booing.

Meyer ran over and pointed at Chen Mu, "Boy, we all eat this bowl of rice, there's no need to spit in our own rice bowl, don't go too far."

"Even if you spit, someone spit first."

The coach is the core of a team, and the emotions of the Frankfurt players exploded, and they felt that their dignity was challenged.

Especially the "Take out the euro" part is very unpleasant, "Boy, I would rather suspend you than kick your dog leg."

"Try it," Laut pushed the other party.

The referee persuaded the players from both sides and called Chen Mu and several Frankfurt players aside. First of all, Chen Mu's yellow card cannot be escaped. He was suspected of improper celebration, and the Frankfurt players were warned.

The referee is very experienced, and he knows that if he doesn't control it, the retaliatory actions of both sides will be crazy later, and it may eventually turn into a rugby match.

"Don't challenge my patience," the referee pointed to the red card in his pocket, and the players on both sides calmed down, and they couldn't make fun of their careers.

The game continued, and the fans at home began to swear. Players can't scold, fans can scold whatever they want.

The Frankfurt players turned the anger in their hearts into motivation. At the end of the first half, striker Van Lent shot from the penalty area and knocked on the gate guarded by Lenz.

After scoring the goal, Van Lent ran to Chen Mu and pointed to the jersey behind him. The subtext was, "Remember my number."

Chen Mu turned his head aside and didn't look at him.

"We are number one, we are number one."

Frankfurt fans began to shout slogans, they believed that their team would reverse, this ball is just the beginning.

At the end of the first half, there was a skirmish between players from both sides in the tunnel, but it quickly subsided.

As direct competitors, players from both sides are competing. In addition to the provocative celebrations of Chen Mu and Van Lent in the first half, the referee is the most troublesome.

"These two teams are not easy to eat," the referee said to the assistant referee.

"It's a life-and-death competition, and there are only three places for promotion. It is certain that the competition will be hot. I hope nothing too extreme will happen."

The so-called excessive things are worthwhile when the players fight or the fans riot. In that case, the referee is also very responsible.

"Keep an eye on the thorns of the two teams."

"Ah."

"The number 1860 in 10, and the one named Paul on the bench."

"Hehe, why do you say that a substitute is coming out to steal the spotlight?"

"Hehe, it's also weird."

"Funkel here in Frankfurt is not a good guy either. He has a dirty mouth and can easily irritate opponents."

"It's really impossible to punish him and go to the stands."

"Too."

Hassler didn't say much during the intermission. The game was normal. As a German player, he has participated in too many key games. In this kind of game, both sides want to step on the opponent's feet. It is better to spit a few more. Caishuang, one less competitor, one more chance of survival, this is the cruelty of competitive sports.

In the second half, 1860 still had a solid defense, and Beyer and Lehmann were the two people Hasler called out most often.

"Daniel, are you an idiot?"

Everyone in the football circle is like this, sometimes you have to swear to express yourself during the game.

"Focus on people, don't be like a log."

"My goodness."

Funkel on the other side frowned, because 1860's defense was very tightly organized, and Frankfurt's possession of the ball could not pose any threat.

The formation of 1860 is 4231, but in fact it looks like 442. Because Chen Mu didn't play in this game, it is very difficult to pass through one by one, so Chen Mu stands on the forward line, so that the distance he sprints each time only needs to be more than ten meters. It's easier to get up.

Frankfurt's patient pass was ineffective, so he switched to a high ball. This kind of luck tactic quickly failed. After stealing the ball at 1860, Costa drove forward with a big foot, and Lauter looked at Chen Mu.

"Depend on."

He found that Chen Mu ran forward, meaning to ask Lao Te to grab the first point, and Chen Mu felt sorry, "I'm sorry, Benjamin, I didn't open the hook today, and you can only do the dirty work."

Laut grabbed the first point, and Chen Mu ran forward with the ball. Facing the defender, Chen Mu suddenly made a "bull tail," and the opponent was taken aback, and Chen Mu passed by.

"Looking at TV and learning freestyle football recently doesn't seem to be in vain."

The only hope of the home fans was pinned on the goalkeeper. At this time, Chen Mu showed the calmness of a shooter. He was famous for his calmness when he played in the amateur league. Chen Mu took his time and even glanced at the goalkeeper.

The Frankfurt goalkeeper had already abandoned the goal and attacked. It was a desperate attempt. Chen Mu shot the goal decisively.

The ball drew a parabola and flew into Frankfurt's goal, 2 to 1!

Chen Mu's goal was beautiful, but everyone was a little bit looking forward to how Chen Mu would celebrate next.

The referee has already stared at Chen Mu. If he continues to provoke, the second yellow card will not be able to escape.

Chen Mu did not rush to the bench, but rushed to the front of the live broadcast camera. Chen Mu put his hands behind his back and pointed to his name and number. This is a classic celebration, very domineering but not against the rules at all.

But for Funkel, this was even more irritating. He kicked the mineral water bottle. Unexpectedly, it happened to hit the assistant referee by mistake.

The referee left and ran towards Funkel, then pointed to the stands, "Leave the pitch."

Funkel looked confused, "I didn't do it on purpose, even if I did it on purpose, I don't have such accurate footwork."

Funkel thought the referee would let him go as a joke, but unexpectedly the referee didn't laugh at all, but said coldly, "Get out."