Green Life

Mark Qin shook his body recklessly, half-putting his tongue out, and making faces towards the stands from time to time. The whole person was in a semi-mad state. For such a goal, he himself had no idea how to celebrate.

This was a shooting action that he hadn't designed himself. It was just a subconscious choice. A shot with his left foot would probably hit Cech's body, and he was just in time to catch up with his right foot.

Not only wanting to avoid Cech's save and Carvalho's tackle, but also not wanting to give up the ball and complete the shot, this is an instant spirituality.

He doesn't belong to the kind of player who likes to play and spend more time on the court. He is different from those South American players. So suddenly coming like this makes him feel more enjoyable.

"Hey, hey, he..." Weapon, Lucas, they all ran over to learn that he was shaking his body, half sticking out his tongue, and the whole group of demons danced.

But who cares!

"MakeGoaaaaaaaaal..." Peterson was still yelling. With his qualifications, even if he went to the Latin area, he could get a good job. "MotherFKer, sorry, but fortunately this is a paid channel. , FK, FK, all right"

"I just want to watch him play, and I don't want to say anything is useless." Peterson sat down again, then stood up again and howled, "Too **** beautiful."

"Unbelievable, Ancelotti guesses that there is no good way for such a Mark," McCain shook his head and said, "Recently, I really feel more and more the power of this new generation and the story between them. , Will not be much inferior to the generation of Ronaldo, Zidane and Figo."

Sure enough, Ancelotti looked helpless, just as McCain said. His glorious era so far cannot do without Pirlo and Kaka.

He naturally knows that this kind of superstar is not something you can guard against. Kaka's performance at Old Trafford shocked many people, but when this kind of superstar appeared in the opponent's account, it could only make people Smiled bitterly.

The whole stand at Anfield is crazy. The fans in the red are already excited and unable to control themselves. The victory and the beauty, as well as the strength and loyalty, why don't they look forward to his return day and night.

Now, he is back, his eyes full of glow.

The big screen on the court tirelessly replayed the scene of the goal just now. Cech and Carvalho looked up dumbfoundedly, trying to see the whole process clearly. They only saw Maqin suddenly jump up and then the ball. Just scored the goal.

Oh, Shet!

"Boom, Boom, Boom!", "Tell me loudly, the goal is ours...", the stadium announcer released a huge explosion sound effect, and then roared and asked.

"Legend Prince, Mark...", the audience chanted in unison.

"Who is it?", again.

"Mark", Zhuang Ruo Ben Lei.

"Mark, what?"

"Harder, Mark... Harder, boom", the accumulation of atmosphere finally ushered in the final explosion, the whole Anfield, the volcano erupted.

A photojournalist outside the bottom line faithfully recorded this scene, the back of No. 18 who turned in the air, the ball just thrown off his feet, the flying shovel that Carvalho just arrived, and Cech's swing.

The wonderful background and the right timing set off the greatness of this goal. This scene, after the game, almost dominated the headlines of all major European football newspapers.

The Red Army returns, the king returns!

Lampard, standing outside the restricted area with his hands on his hips, felt particularly uncomfortable. For one year, two years, and three years, he had to regain his gaze every time he saw Maqin. He was not so fast on the Rockets.

When he was 16 years old, they felt they still had to play against Liverpool, and they had a big win.

When he was 17 years old, they felt that they could not hold back his explosion.

When he is 18 now, hell! This is known as the most iron-clad defensive line in Europe. Even if Terry and Essien are missing, even after the Italian champion coach comes, the style has changed, but just like that?

They have been scored three goals by their opponents throughout the season, and they can be counted with one hand. Such a good young talent is not in Chelsea, but fortunately he is in England.

This is also the reason for his entanglement. The World Cup is still three months away. Of course he expects Maqin to be in a better state, but there is no need to be so good in this game!

"The 30 mark. After this goal is scored, Makqin's season goals have officially reached the 30 mark. This is another milestone for him. He has scored more than 30 goals and he is a super shooter and a super winger." , Zhan Jun looked at one record after another at the feet of Ma Keqin, very proud.

"The only players from pure midfield who have scored more than 30 goals in the most recent season are only Gerrard and Maqin. They are all in Liverpool"

"Haha, yes," Zhang Lu said with a smile, "Liverpool team has too many different places. Ever since they left Irving and Torres, their midfield has exploded. In 2005, Istanbul won the championship. Midfield, Rome night, too"

"Maybe this is where it is full of peculiar charm. Well, we watched the game and started again. Throughout the season, we rarely watch Chelsea lose the ball so badly. See if they will fight back", Zhan Jun added .

The counter-attack is certain. For this group of veterans, the leading and lagging can no longer cause them too much heart fluctuations. After the re-start, Ancelotti soon replaced Anel with Sturridge. card.

"It seems that Ancelotti wants the young people to rush. Sturridge switched from Manchester City to Chelsea in the summer. He also came from Manchester City's youth training, but with the current Manchester City equipment, he has no chance to play."

Mark Qin stood on the frontcourt and looked at the big Situ who was rushing from the left to the right. He thought it was another story that hurt Zhongyong. His biggest problem was that no matter which team he went to, he couldn't integrate into the tactical system.

The rhythm is so weird. His passing definitely made many coaches ecstatic. Maqin remembers that in the two seasons he played the best in the Red Army, he had the complete freedom of the striker, and he was equally self-contained. Suarez of the system.

When he gets better, scoring is like picking up grass, and when he gets worse, he can be called an offensive finisher, but it is obvious that Situ has not fully realized his insoluble shooting attribute.

But fortunately, Ancelotti replaced him for the purpose of stirring up the offense and then passing the ball to Drogba. Sometimes his spirituality really shines.

"Sturridge, drove the ball in from the side, Maxwell, stopped suddenly, suddenly made a small slash, went straight to the back post, Drogba..." Peterson shouted, "Oh, I almost made a tackle. The Liverpool defender who passed Sturridge didn’t expect it, maybe Drogba didn’t expect it either.”

McCain nodded, "Sturridge is regarded as the best scorer in the youth team in England, and he still has great potential. Unlike traditional English players, he has Jamaican origin and his style is more South American."

Liverpool saw Chelsea obviously strengthened their offensive and recovered slightly. After more than 70 minutes of attack, their physical fitness dropped a bit, and they were two goals ahead. They had the capital to slow down the pace.

Ancelotti started to be anxious and let the team quickly press on the offense. Before the game, he planned to get a draw no matter what, there are eight rounds left, the top four points are so close that they can't lose a game.

But who knows Maqin who bursts out after he comes back, if all this is God's will... uh.

"Malouda, take advantage of the speed, Azpilicueta, followed very closely. This season, this Spanish teenager should be the biggest gain from Liverpool's right back."

"The cross..., Drogba, he was carrying Scotter to another point, but he didn't have the strength to top it, and he was confiscated by Reina."

"Vucinic, get out of Ivanovic, volley directly from the far corner, oh..., it's too much"

"Drogba went back to do it. Barack was fighting for the second place with Gerrard. Barack stabbed Lampard, Lampard, crossed, and shot straight away... it's high."

Time passed quickly. With the back and forth of Liverpool and Chelsea, the match was still more than ten minutes. Ancelotti looked at his watch and reluctantly accepted the defeat.

At Anfield like this, it takes two goals in ten minutes, unless Drogba explodes once. Unfortunately, Drogba is closely guarded today. He is not like those shooters who are particularly coquettish in running positions. He is completely dependent on Physically, he was in a normal state today. He didn't explode in the whole game. Looking forward to the end of the game, the probability is too low.

Many Chelsea players also predict that this will fail in their hearts, but their dignity as a strong team and leader does not allow them to lose at Anfield like this, so they still insist on attacking.

In order to delay the time, Spalletti replaced Lucas with Bruno, and Vucinic with Valle. The last place for substitution was to give Maqin in the 90th minute.

He needs someone to enjoy the applause of the audience. There is no more perfect return than this!

"Drogba, Bruno stabbed the ball away with a kick, and he competed with Scotter for the entire game. His physical fitness seemed to have dropped a bit, and Warcraft would be tired," said Zhan Jun.

"Gerard, pass straight to the left, Valais, the speed is up", he shouted immediately, "Gerald's long pass already has Alonso's nine-point skill, this kick is just right."

Valle ran like a small motor, and Ivanovic was a little bit unable to keep up with the trend, he has run the entire field.

No way, he had to lean inside and was ready to defend the inside line. As for the cross, he relied on the central defender. Valais got a lot of substitute opportunities this season, nothing else, just speed.

"Valai Valais, rush forward, you are like the wind...", the stands immediately clamored.

He took the ball all the way to the bottom line, took the lead and took a look, directly under the ball with a weak foot. Anyone who has played the ball knows that the ball that is cut out in the side pass is basically flat and fast, but it falls. The points are quite difficult to control.

Mark Qin, who is familiar with Valais, took a look at his posture, and immediately turned to ~www.readwn.com~ and Kuyt came to a cross position, and went straight to the back point. What's wrong, this kid doesn't know how to pass from the left. In, it must be life and death.

"Valley, cross, click after running, Mark, good opportunity, Ashley Cole collected too much inside", Peterson called, he only saw the ball over the top of the small penalty area. Be back.

The ball was too fast, Maqin couldn't make any movement at all. Looking at the ball coming over, he jumped directly into the air, and a scissored leg hit the ball with the outer back of his left foot.

Cech, who was moving toward this side goal post, once again looked helplessly at the ball hitting a reverse angle, and then directly hit the side net.

Cech spread his hands, "Boom", "Gooooooool...", "Mark, another one", "Well, Liverpool scored another one at the end of the game"

The game has become a performance by one person, and the overall situation has been decided!

"Mark released all his pent-up passion for more than a month. The only four yuan in the school, all wonderful!" Peterson exclaimed, "Spalletti is going to replace him. This is right, he needs Enjoy the applause Anfield gave him alone..."

Everyone stood up and applauded. Makqin didn't run excitedly this time, but smiled like a breeze. After hugging his teammates who came to celebrate, he walked slowly to the sidelines.

A figure who broke in suddenly interrupted the screen. He ran to Maqin excitedly and hugged him. Maqin was taken aback, then smiled, hugged him, and patted the young man on the back.

A fan.

After hugging, he leaned down, knelt on the ground, and kissed the number 18 feet affectionately!

"Oh roar, kiss the feet, kiss the feet!, he is alive at Anfield, God..."

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