King Bayern

After Bayern's central defender and Paul head-to-head, they found that they really couldn't carry it. Paul could compete for the ball by jumping on the spot in the penalty area.

Chen Mu passed Paul a few times, but because he hadn't played for a long time, Paul didn't feel very good in the game.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and there was not much time left for 1860, and Bayern's second team returned to defense across the board.

"Corner, 1860 gets a corner."

Chen Mu found Paul, "Go and interfere with the opponent's goalkeeper."

Paul was very obedient, and he stood in front of Lensing. Lensing was already afraid of high balls, and with a tall man standing in front of him, Lensing was in a bad mood.

Shao Jiayi ran to take a corner kick. This ball is suitable for left-footed players and can spin towards the goal. Chen Mu was lying in ambush in front of the penalty area, ready to miss it.

Hassler and Herman Grann glanced at each other at the same time, knowing that the game has reached the most critical moment. Under this kind of weather, the outcome of the game is just a ball. Both of them have played snow battles, and they know this Under the circumstances, the physical energy consumed by the game is more than double that of usual.

Shao Jia took a look at Chen Mu, and remembered what Chen Mu said to himself just now, "The free throw should be as close to the goalkeeper as possible."

Shao Jiayi was very puzzled. German goalkeepers are generally tall and have great control over high-altitude balls. Why did Chen Mu tell himself that.

But Shao Jiayi knew that Chen Mu and Lun Xin were former teammates, "Maybe Chen Mu knows everything, so I'd better trust him."

As soon as Shao Jia kicked the ball, everything was normal at the beginning, but after the ball made a big turn in the air, everyone was surprised to find that the ball was heading for the goal.

"What kind of plane are you doing?"

1860 The player himself was dissatisfied, "Isn't this ball given to the opponent's goalkeeper?"

"Yeah, what kind of look."

The defensive players of Bayern's second team immediately relaxed their vigilance. There is no need to fight for the ball, just look at Lensing's.

But what everyone doesn't know is that Lensing is in a panic at this time. Maybe Lensing is born afraid of such a ball, but the players will not admit it, just like Chelsea's goalkeeper Petr Cech was kicked to the skull. After that, in fact, for a while later, Cech's eyesight was damaged, but he dared not say it, so he could only insist.

Competitive sports are so cruel, you can only rely on yourself, and no one will sympathize with you, because the competition is based on results.

Lensing wanted to lean on Paul, because the goalkeeper was protected in the small penalty area. As long as Paul and Lensing touched each other, the referee would definitely blow the whistle, but unexpectedly, Paul suddenly stepped out of the small penalty area.

As a result, Lensing panicked completely. He even forgot to take off, just like a spectator, watching the ball fly into the goal.

"what?"

The Bayern players were dumbfounded, and the teammates on the bench were also dumbfounded, "Why don't you jump? Could it be that you were injured?"

Herman Granger immediately gestured for the team doctor to ask, "If Rensing is injured, then this ball can be forgiven, otherwise it would be an idiot."

1860 players and fans were celebrating crazily, and no one expected to score in such a way.

"Shao, you actually kicked in directly."

"A miracle."

"I've only seen Recoba do that before."

"Shao, idol."

Shao Jiayi looked confused, happiness came too suddenly, this was his first goal this season, and it turned out to be a corner kick.

In the commentary booth, Catherine and Helen were also stunned, "It's absolutely no problem that this goal is selected as the kicker's top ten goals of the week."

"I think it should be the best goal."

"I didn't expect it. I don't know what happened to the second Bayern team. Is Lensing injured? His performance just now was too amateurish."

"Maybe it's still affected by the weather."

Lensing wanted to dig a hole to get in, but when he saw the team doctor coming, he made up his mind.

"I pulled it a bit. I didn't take off to protect myself. I'm sorry for my teammates."

"Don't say that, you're right, if you forced the jump, maybe you'd be carried down by now."

Teammates also came to comfort Lunsing. Lunsing seemed to be calm on the surface, but he blamed himself very much. Chen Mu in the distance felt embarrassed, but this is a game, this is football.

At the end of the 90 minutes, the game went into extra time. At the end of the extra time, the score was still 1-1.

According to the rules, the two sides can only decide the winner with penalty kicks.

The 1860 players surrounded the circle, and Hassler was asking for everyone's opinions, "Shao, you should be the first."

Shao Jiayi felt lucky today, and his feet felt good, "Good."

Hasler looked at Chen Mu, "Chen Mu must be the finale."

"By the way, Chen, Lunsing is your former teammate, can you tell us a little secret?"

Chen Mu chuckled, thinking: "I've cheated him once, forget it, let's cheat him again."

Chen Mu told about Lunsing's technical characteristics, and everyone shook their heads after listening, as if there was nothing to use.

This Chen Mu also knows that Lunsing's saving skills are actually very good, otherwise he would not be able to enter the Bayern second team.

"That's all I know."

"Let's not embarrass Chen Mu. The penalty shootout is a gamble on luck. I seem to swing my kick casually, and maybe I will score."

"Haha, I think so too."

"The two sides drew 3-3 in the first four rounds. If this game does not end, the fans of both sides will freeze into ice sculptures."

Helen smiled slightly, "In the fifth round, both sides are the top scorers to take the penalty, Bayern is Guerrero, and 1860 is Chen Mu."

Guerrero once again provoked Chen Mu, "1860 is destined to be a loser, whether in the Bundesliga or the German Cup."

"You must masturbate, I can slap my chest to assure you."

Guerrero's face turned green, "So wretched? You cursed me so viciously!"

"Screw you."

"Fly."

"Fly."

"Tell me, what do you say in Spanish?"

"Crackling."

Chen Mu knew that it should be a Spanish curse, Hummels pushed Guerrero away, "You are stupid, he just wanted to disturb you."

Only then did Guerrero understand, "A wicked person."

The 1860 fans also knew that this was a critical moment, and the audience booed so loudly that it would be nice to interfere a little.

Run up, shoot.

"Oh my god, Guerrero went flying," Catherine couldn't believe it, because according to the data she got, Guerrero took penalty kicks this season and hit all 4 times, but she didn't expect to go flying at the most critical time. .

Guerrero lowered his head and walked back with a sad face, just in time to meet Chen Mu who was walking towards the penalty spot, "Chen, you are an asshole."

Chen Mu covered his ears, indicating that I can't hear anything, stop talking nonsense.

If it weren't for the dozens of cameras in the audience, Guerrero really wanted to put up the middle finger, but he couldn't.