free people

Adhering to the traditional virtue of respecting the old and loving the young, Yang Feng first gave up the free kick.

It can be seen that Ronaldo wanted to kick, but since Yang Feng had quit, he had no choice but to give up the opportunity.

Qi Zu and Carlos didn't know what to discuss, and finally stood behind the football on the left and right.

"Zidane and Carlos retreated to leave a run-up distance. It seems that one of them should play, but it is not ruled out that this is a smoke bomb. In the end, it will be Yang Feng or Ronaldo who suddenly does not run up and shoots on the spot. Maybe..."

It's just a friendly match, Yang Feng is not going to play that kind of trick.

The whistle sounded, and the two ran up at the same time.

Like a small tank, Carlos rushed to the football first, and stepped over the football under the terrified eyes of the crowd.

Then Zidane, who followed, rubbed and shot.

The football drew an obvious arc and flew over the wall, and then turned to the upper left corner of the goal.

Ter Stegen stepped on the ground calmly, and then threw himself across.

It was just a little bit short, and he could touch football.

But just a little bit, the first goal of the game was born.

"GOAL!!! A wonderful free kick directly scored, Zidane is still alive!"

The four clapped their hands in celebration, and others also came over to congratulate Qi Zu.

Yang Feng teased: "Perhaps when Real Madrid encounters a stalemate in the future, the head coach will be your biggest secret weapon."

Qi Zu looked at the others, lowered his voice and said, "Hey! It hasn't been announced yet, don't let it slip."

An Pang is now the coach of Real Madrid, and Zidane hasn't made an official announcement yet.

"Come on," Yang Feng said, "Is there anyone in the world who doesn't know? It's just you who think you've done a good job of keeping secrets."

Qi Zu looked at the others, and seeing the tacit smiles on everyone's faces, he naturally knew that Yang Feng was right.

The game continues.

After falling behind, Messi finally began to show his strength.

In the 13th minute of the game, Alves passed the ball over the top. After taking the ball, Di Maria changed direction and threw off Lahm's defense, and passed the ball directly to Messi's feet.

Messi pretended to look up to observe the running position of his teammates, and suddenly changed the direction of the ball on the spot in the next second, easily got rid of Uncle Long's defense, and drove the ball straight in from the middle.

Ibrahimovic hurriedly pulled aside, opened up space for him and took Van Dijk away at the same time.

Carlos hurried over to defend, facing Messi with a decisive sliding shovel.

Messi quickly played the ball, evading his tackle and heading straight into the penalty area.

Ronaldinho flicked the football from Messi, and the football just landed about one step away from Yang Feng's inner penalty area.

Messi followed up and volleyed.

The football brushed Höwedes shoulder and flew to the right of the goal.

Nuo Xiaoxin had been guarding against his move for a long time, and immediately threw himself across and pushed the ball out of the small penalty area with one hand.

Henry stomped the ball to his feet after a thigh pad.

Hewedes stepped forward to block, but was tricked by Henry's fake move.

"...Messi and Ronaldinho made a two-for-one, went in, and hit the goal! Neuer's world-class save, ouch, the ball reached Henry's feet, Henry shot...a fake shot and a true pass, and it was given to Messi again."

Messi adjusts the football to his left foot and makes a shooting motion.

Neuer, who had just stood up, immediately fell to the ground again, but this time he was lonely.

The football rolled to Ibrahimovic's feet, and Ibrahimovic pushed and shot effortlessly, eating the cake easily.

"GOAL!!! Messi's team tied the score so quickly! Both sides come and go, the game is very exciting!"

"The five frontcourt players of Messi's team participated in this attack, but it still can't cover up Messi's outstanding personal ability. It's time for Yang Feng to respond."

Yang Feng smiled and gave Messi a thumbs up, then turned to Ronaldo and said, "It's our time."

"I don't want to lose," Ronaldo nodded, "I believe you too."

"No, I don't care," Yang Feng said, "but since you want to win, then I will help you."

"I'd rather you come to the Bernabeu and help me."

"Come on, I really went to the Bernabeu, so maybe someone will help whom."

This time it was Yang Feng and Ronaldo who served in the middle circle. After returning the pass, Ronaldo immediately picked the ball over Messi's head and passed it to the forward Yang Feng.

Yang Feng didn't pause, and took advantage of the situation to pick again, this time it was Da Fengxian.

Ibrahimovic couldn't stand such an insult, so he stretched out his hand and pulled Yang Feng, but found that he couldn't pull it...

Yang Feng also found that he couldn't break free.

Both had similar reactions.

hell...

I am used to bullying others with strength, and now I have finally met an even-matched opponent.

As the two chatted, the football flew to Ronaldinho's feet.

C Rome rushed forward to press down.

Ronaldinho protected the ball in a circle and successfully got rid of it, then made a long pass and continued to look for Messi.

Just as Messi was about to catch the ball, a black shadow pressed down from behind and pushed the ball out of his head abruptly.

"... Ronaldinho made a long pass to Messi, Van Dijk gave the ball to Xavi Alonso, and Xavi Alonso went to Kaka."

Kaka used the iconic stride, but unfortunately, his heavy footsteps could no longer support the wings of the Son of God, and the football was stabbed by Mascherano.

Ronaldo reacted quickly and poked the ball before Alba, and the football came to the side.

Ram stepped forward, kicked the ball out, and passed the ball again into the middle.

With his back to Ibrahimovic, Yang Feng raised the ball lightly with the toe of his right foot, and then turned to the left. The whole person seemed to be in a figure skating field, and passed Da Feng first in the dance room.

The football obediently fell in front of him. Yang Feng poked the ball lightly and charged forward.

Kaka looked at his handsome back, his eyes full of nostalgia...

"Yang Feng turned his back! He reproduced Bergkamp's famous work again! He dribbled the ball in the middle and was accelerating..."

Mascherano was the first to entangle him, but Yang Feng disappeared as soon as he accelerated, and he took the first breath of exhaust gas in a hurry.

Ronaldinho was in front of Yang Feng, but he wisely chose to turn a blind eye, allowing Yang Feng to fly past him easily.

This guy didn't forget to smack his mouth, "It's so fast."

Puyol and Pique confronted him head-on, while Alves and Alba surrounded him from the left and right sides. The four formed a big net and covered Yang Feng head-on.

Yang Feng didn't stop at all, but his speed was getting faster and faster. At the moment when he was about to collide with the two central defenders, he slammed the ball forward.

The football passed between Puyol and Pique, while others rushed between Pique and Alves.

Alves and Pique stretched out their feet at the same time, blocking Yang Feng's face together.

The reaction of the two of them could not be described as unpleasant, but no matter how fast people are, how can they stop the lightning?

Yang Feng flew past them in the blink of an eye.

The four looked back together, while Ter Stegen walked out without hesitation.

Yang Feng caught up with the football, drew his bow and set an arrow, and volleyed with his right foot.

Now he knows why Batty GOAL can still be missed by so many people after so many years.

All of his energy and energy seemed to be concentrated on this shot, and the moment he hit the goal, his whole body was filled with an aura that swept away everything.

For some reason, Ter Stegen felt a chill in his heart, and exhausted the greatest self-control in his life not to make himself dodge the ball with his head in his arms.

The football goes straight to the dead end.

"Yang Feng also scored a goal. After consecutive breakthroughs, the goalkeeper had nothing to do. Yang Feng's friends team took the lead again and the score became 2-1."

"Both sides are not playing conservatively. Goals should be indispensable in this game. I hope to continue to maintain..."

Ronaldo came up to "response" at this time, and stared at Yang Feng with resentful eyes after seeing the ball go in.

Liar!How about helping me win?Don't you just think about yourself?

Yang Feng put his arms around his shoulders indifferently, and continued to flicker: "Next time, the next time will be yours, I promise."

Ronaldo still believes that he is a ghost.

Yang Feng also lived up to his distrust. After the game restarted, he once again played a super world wave that pierced the mountains and rivers.

Harvey Alonso didn't have any masterpieces in Manchester City this season, but he is like a fish in water in this half-old and half-new mixed team, especially the accurate and timely pass to Yang Feng, who has his back to the goalkeeper He backflips the pass, then turns, overtakes and volleys into the falling football.

The most powerful thing about Batty's long-range shot is not only the violent power, but also the terrifying precision that can create a threat from any position within 30 meters from the goal.

Ter Stegen is an old opponent who has played against Yang Feng since the Bundesliga, but he was abused every time they reunited, and each time was worse than the last, especially this time: because he didn't even dare to make a save, and He pretended not to react in time, and watched the football fly into the net.

It's just a friendly match, why bother to fight with your body, right...

The game continued, the two sides played casually and fiercely, resulting in an endless stream of wonderful scenes, but no goals were scored until the end of the first half.

As for professional players, who hasn't lost their temper, even if the defenders give face, it is impossible for you to enter as soon as you want.

The two sides entered the intermission with a score of 3-1.

During the intermission, everyone did not enter the locker room to adjust tactics, but just sat on the sidelines to brag, or interacted with the fans at the scene. The atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Aguero ran like a courtesan, but he still couldn't play as he wished after the start of the second half.

Lao Ma first replaced Ronaldinho with Neymar, and here Ferguson also replaced Zidane with Silva.

As a result, there were two less old guys on the field, and everyone gradually became serious.

Silva was squeezed out of the best team of last season by Iniesta, which basically meant that he missed the honor of the world's best midfielder last season.

But it was Messi's friend team who got the meat first in the second half.

Alba dribbled the ball from the side, made a pass from the bottom, Ibrahimovic headed back, Neymar and Messi made quick short passes and passed the ball directly into the goal.

Neuer stood on the goal line, spreading his hands helplessly, expressing that he did his best.

Yang Feng had already had enough of his addiction in the first half, and continued to become a master cake maker in the second half.

With him, Silva, and Kaka feeding wildly, the two Ronaldos opened one after another.

Ronaldo received a 45-degree cross from Yang Feng, jumped high, and with his signature Tomahawk header, he hit the ball heavily into the goal handled by Ter Stegen.

4-2.
Only 5 minutes later, Yang Feng's friends team made a comeback.

Kaka dribbled the ball past Di Maria and Mascherano in the middle, and passed it diagonally to Silva on the wing.

Silva flashed past Alba and Pique with the buckle, and gave Ronaldo a nanny assist.

5-2.
Seeing that they were about to be beaten, the Messi team hurriedly dispatched troops.

Su Ya goes up, Henry goes down.

MSN was full of fire, and soon made another victory. The game finally ended with 5-3.

At the end of the game, everyone has to return to their respective roles. See you next time in the world. Many teammates who were fighting side by side will become competitors who want to kill each other. But football has always been like this. each...