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Chapter 46 Chicken Soup Chen

"The referee, Mr. Honda Inogoro, is ready to draw a card! Mojun's move this time is very big, but the foul from the side, and there is obviously a closing action at the end, which belongs to the category that can be given a red card or a yellow card. Now that the Bayern players have surrounded Ben Dosan to ask for an explanation, let's see what measures Ben Dosan will take—hey! Yellow card! It's a yellow card!"

"Oh, I was scared to death. I thought it would be a red dot package, but it seems that Ben Duosang also wants to see Mo Jun stay on the court and perform."

Not only the commentator, but even the audience and the girls on the sidelines and Kaoru Yuechi were relieved, but the Bayern players were not happy.

With a hideous face, Muller stretched his head at the referee, pointed at Schweinsteiger who was still lying on the ground with his knees hugged, and shouted: "This kind of foul is only given a yellow card? Oh, what are you thinking?! Could it be You only give a red card if we get in an ambulance?!"

"Pay attention to your words, little guy, Chen Mo's actions have no tendency to hurt others, I can see clearly."

The referee Honda Inogoro is a referee specially selected by the Japanese J-League for this final with a little knowledge of German and Spanish. Holding the yellow card with his fingertips, he raised his eyelids: "Now, you should go to prepare for the penalty kick, unless you also Want to get a yellow card."

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Looking at Honda Inogoro's vicious bald head, Mueller muttered a few words, but did not continue to press.He is very smart, knowing the current situation and the range of action just now, it is difficult for Chen Mo to get a red card, but he wants to try, after all, Chen Mo is a difficult bone, and their chances of winning the championship will increase sharply. Now there is nothing to do, Naturally, there is no need to put yourself in it.

On the other side, Schweinsteiger was still kneeling on the ground with his knees hugged, his side face was extremely painful, and a shadow covered the sun at this time.

"I said... I hit my shoulder, why are you covering your feet?"

Stumbling German got into his cochlea, Schweinsteiger looked sideways, only to realize that Chen Mo had come to his side at some point.

Chen Mo leaned over and stretched out his palm, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I had no other choice just now. I was afraid of hurting you when I tackled the ball, so I had to hit it with my shoulder."

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"Okay, okay, stop pretending, get up, the battle between us is not over yet."

"You guy."

Looking at Chen Mo's sunny smiling face, and then at his outstretched right hand, Schweinsteiger grumbled helplessly, grabbed Chen Mo's palm and stood up, rubbing his shoulders: "You kid runs really fast, early Knowing that I put it straight to the striker."

Wagner carried the ball to the penalty spot and communicated with the referee. Chen Mo leaned over to prepare for a sprint, smiled sideways, and said, "I will be faster in the future, but did you design me in midfield? Hummels is not where I expected it to be."

"Nonsense, if everyone would act the way you expected, you would be a god!"

"That's right, hehe."

"Laugh? You are about to fall behind, do you know that! The championship belongs to us!"

Schweinsteiger also leaned down, turned his head and said viciously, Chen Mo shook his head with a smile: "Impossible, there is more than half an hour left in the game, the championship will not belong to you. However, it is the first time for me It feels very novel to encounter opponents who design tactics specifically for my personality. Tell me, how does your coach evaluate me? Does he think I am hanging?"

"Stop talking!"

The boy in front of him was too optimistic and frivolous, and the serious German was very upset at this moment, but he didn't see the boy's secretly clenched fists!
Soon, Wagner from the [-]-yard penalty kick started a run-up, blasted the goal with a powerful force, and shot the ball into the bottom left corner of the goal!

"OHHHHHHHHHHH—Bayern No. 9—Wagner made a penalty kick! The score came to 3 to 2, and Bayern overtook the score again!!!"

There was cheering on the sidelines, Bayern players ran to the corner to celebrate, Barcelona was dead silent, Messi came to Chen Mo, apologetic: "Sorry, if I go forward for that goal, hurry up."

"No, that's my problem. I trust my prediction too much. If I pay more attention to Hummels' position when I take off for the top, the ball will not be intercepted. What's more, we have not I didn’t lose, so why apologize.”

Chen Mo patted Messi on the shoulder and applauded to gather the Barcelona generals together. Looking at the depressed people, Chen Mo smiled and said, "Hey, hey, what are you doing downcast? Yes, we are indeed falling behind again now, but this It's not all bad either!"

"What do you mean?"

Pique was puzzled, and Chen Mo smiled and said, "What kind of game do you think will be remembered? The so-called Nike Hope Cup final? No, no, no, this is just a youth cup game with little attention. Don't look at it in Japan. There is a lot of discussion. When we return to Barcelona, ​​people there may not even have heard of this game, but what if, what if this game is very exciting?! It is so exciting that many coaches, players and spectators will have a meal, even Discussion on the guest program [Which little guy was outstanding in that wonderful game]? !
Oh, don't think I'm exaggerating, Bayern played very well, we played equally well, we played a high-quality game together!And there is Mr. Ronaldo as the commentator, the situation I said is not impossible!At the same time, we fell behind twice, equalized twice, and now fall behind again. If we can finally win the game and make a comeback, it will definitely attract more attention!Everyone knows what the attention of the outside world means to us young players whose future is uncertain, right?So—wake up everyone, this is a great opportunity to make a name for yourself! ! ! "

Speaking of this, Chen Mo straightened up, the sun was shining from behind, he stretched the back of his right hand into the crowd, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The script of the Oscar-winning movie is right in front of me, now I want to be the savior, you, do you want to Come!"
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"It's such a pity. After fighting for so long, the result was that Bayern scored the first goal. This kind of blow is absolutely fatal to the morale and confidence of the Barcelona players."

"Indeed, with the double blow of physical fitness and mental strength, Barcelona's morale is likely to collapse. In this kind of game where the strength is very close and the physical strength is very high, once one side loses mentality, the next one will be very difficult. It could turn into a one-sided massacre."

"Yes, what Barcelona needs now is to stabilize morale, but it's not easy. What are the Barcelona players doing? Mo Jun gathered his teammates in a circle, and he seemed to be excited from the screen shot by the camera. What are you talking about? Are you cheering up your teammates? He put his palms in the middle, and he is really encouraging his teammates! Look at the audience, the Barcelona players have regained their confidence again. No, no, no, not so much It’s more confidence than excitement.”

"It's amazing! There are three and 10 minutes left in the game, and the physical strength has bottomed out and one goal is behind. In this case, you can still mobilize the emotions of your teammates. I am very curious about what Mojun just said. Okay, let's not gossip, Barcelona players enter The middle circle is ready to serve, and the next three 10 minutes will determine the final ownership of the current Nike Hope Cup champion!"

(End of this chapter)