Hero of the Penalty Area

"Liverpool won a free kick 35 meters from the goal. [w.w.cm]

｜I&|] No accident, it was Chen Yingxiong who punished...".

In the voice of dismissal, Chen Yingxiong set up the football.

After setting up the football, he did not immediately kick his feet, but waited for the referee's whistle.

The wall of people is dull and slow-every time the wall is lined up is a good opportunity to delay the game.

However, Chen Yingxiong never urged.

At this point, he seemed particularly gracious.

In fact, he has absolute confidence in his free kick footwork.

He even hoped that the opponent would line up the personal wall for ninety minutes, and wait until the last second of injury time. Then he hit the target with his foot and the game ended and Liverpool won the game 1-0.

It's just that the rules don't allow...

So he can only think about it in his heart.

Although he couldn't wait for ninety minutes, Chen Yingxiong didn't care if he waited for a minute or two.

He especially enjoyed the feeling that after the other party spent several minutes putting up the wall of people with great effort and time, he only took a second to destroy the wall.

He likes free kicks as a means of scoring, perhaps because of this psychological factor...

Just like this time.

It took the Manchester City players two minutes to put up the wall. During this period, they reworked several times, because the wall distance was not enough, and they protested against Liverpool’s players squeezing into the wall, which disturbed them...Anyway, some were very trivial. You have to complain to the chief referee and let the chief referee come up to maintain order.

Chen Yingxiong didn't rush, and there was no impatient expression on his face.

He stood in front of the football, quietly watching the hard performance of the Manchester City players.

It's a pity...The acting is not good, so I should be sent to La Masia Film and Television Academy for full-time training for two years before coming out.

He tweeted in his heart.

Finally, Manchester City lined up the wall honestly, and Liverpool players still squeezed in.

But for Chen Yingxiong, this is purely pretending. Because his football will never run past the wall, he will definitely shoot a deciduous ball for a free kick at this distance. His opponents know this very well, so the Manchester City players just protested that this was actually delaying the game time. They are not really worried that Chen Yingxiong will kick the football from his teammate's position...

The wall was set up, the referee stepped back, and then the whistle sounded.

The whistle sounded, but Chen Yingxiong did not start to kick the ball the first time.

Instead, he turned to look at the coaching bench of the home team off the court.

Boas is still on the sidelines. Staring nervously into the stadium.

Chen Yingxiong knew that the coach was looking at him.

He was also convinced that this distance would allow Boas to see the expression on his face clearly. (

.)

So he grinned at Boas, showing two rows of white teeth. This kind of grinning grin is not ugly at all, it will only make people feel very uncomfortable.

Aren't you going to play conspiracy?

Today, the uncle will let you see, in the face of absolute strength, there is no room for any conspiracy to survive!

The bureau you worked so hard to set up. Uncle, I will break it for you today!

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Standing on the sidelines, Boas was indeed looking at Chen Yingxiong.

Because of the beating of his temple before, he was a little uneasy.

He saw Chen Yingxiong turning his head and grinning at him.

Although Chen Yingxiong's smile was ugly, he still saw that it was a smile. Besides, for a smart person like him, he also saw that this smile was definitely not a gesture of favor.

Is it mocking?

Still a threat?

Or is it both?

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Just when Boas couldn't figure it out, Chen Yingxiong turned his face back, and then went for a run-up.

Two or three steps before the football, he lifted his right leg. Hit the football solidly!

If at this time there is the statistical system of the touched parts in the dungeon, it can be seen that Chen Yingxiong kicked exactly where he was going to kick.

The football soared into the air, directly past the wall that the Manchester City players took a minute or two to build, like a jet fighter, passing over their heads.

The moment Joe Hart kicked the football in Chen Yingxiong, his muscles jumped up. He is now like an arrow on the bowstring, ready to shoot at any time.

Look at the height of the football after it takes off. He knew it was a deciduous ball!

coming!

When he can't see the football in sight. When the football was blocked by a human wall, he kicked the ground with his right leg. The whole person shot out and rushed towards the upper corner.

It is very difficult to hit the leaf ball, Joe Hart can only keep on the goal line, as close to the goal as possible, so that when he jumps up, he may stop the falling football.

When it is white, there is no room for the falling leaf ball to fall.

If the football must cross his fingers and then fall, the football will fly directly out of the crossbar. And if the football falls before him, his hand can be here waiting to intercept the football.

This is the only way Joe Hart can organize a football goal...

But there is a very key factor here, that is... his speed is faster than the speed of football, he has to rush to the predetermined location in advance.

England's national gate knows this very well, so he even took off a little earlier. If he sees the football flying over the wall again and takes off again, it will definitely be too late.

But he was still half a shot late this time...

Chen Yingxiong shot the football faster than he expected!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the football flew over. The speed of this ball may have exceeded 120 kilometers per hour!

While his body was still rising, the football had reached its apex, and then... plunged down!

This kind of obvious trajectory change can be seen even by a person who doesn't understand football.

It's as if the football hit an invisible ceiling and then was bounced off.

Joe Hart was still in the air at this time, his eyes fixed on the football, so he saw the changes in football.

But what if he could see it? He is now in the air, unable to take advantage of the force, no longer able to increase his speed, or change the route, he can only fly upwards according to inertia, and at the same time raise his hands as high as possible. Try to extend your defense area.

This is the limit of what he can do.

Next, it must be handed over to God to judge.

Judging the ball, whether it was scored or not!

Two results, two destinies, this is actually the judgment of destiny.

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In Joe Hart's eyes, his hand is about to touch a football, and the football is right in front of his fingers. As long as he can touch him a little bit more, he can change the trajectory of the football...

Victory is here!

But it was fleeting!

The football swiped across his fingers. He didn't touch the football, and he didn't even scratch the skin of the ball!

Although his hand has been raised high enough. But still not higher than football...

The next step is to see if the crossbeam will help Manchester City...

As long as the crossbar can block the football, Manchester City can escape this time.

Desires are beautiful, but reality is often cruel.

After the football passed Joe Hart's hand, it wiped the goal post and flew into the goal...

Yes, the goal is scored!

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When Boas saw this scene off the court, his eyes and mouth didn't know when they became bigger, and he watched this scene happen blankly.

He couldn't believe it. He thought he was wrong, and he blinked vigorously.

But no matter how many times you blink your eyes, you can only see the football bouncing in the goal when you open it.

Not outside the ball, but in the goal!

The ball... actually scored?

He looked down at his watch-the game had only started for nineteen minutes!

Damn it!

Damn it!

Oh shit!

Don't mention how angry Boas was at this time.

Because he could feel that his carefully prepared plan, in front of Chen Yingxiong's goal, everything began to shake, cracks appeared and spread.

As if something is about to collapse...

Just at this time. But suddenly there was clarity in his mind. A flash of light flashed!

He finally understood what Chen Yingxiong's smile meant.

It turns out that he had already seen his intentions... Is he laughing at himself for wasting his efforts?

Damn it!

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No one cares about the anger and annoyance in Boas's heart.

Everyone was ignited by Chen Yingxiong's free kick, whether it was supporting Liverpool or Manchester City.

The Liverpool fans cheered loudly. Manchester City fans booed and scolded in anger.

In the storm of sound composition, Chen Yingxiong stood at the penalty spot and did not move. He raised his right hand, instead of clenching it into a fist this time, he spread his five fingers and slapped it.

He is telling everyone, Liverpool, and this uncle, the fifth championship this season, this game is about to be set!

The Manchester City players who formed the wall turned their heads and looked at the goal dumbfoundedly...

They dragged the ball for a long time and didn't stop the football from flying into the goal. On the contrary, they tried their best to delay the game but finally let them lose a few minutes to catch up with Liverpool... Why did they hurt themselves in the end but hurt themselves?

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When the football shot by Chen Yingxiong bypassed goalkeeper Joe Hart’s fingers and fell directly into the goal, Martin O’Neal, who had been sitting on the coach’s bench pretending to be calm, shot from the seat like an arrow. Going out, rushed to the sidelines to wave his fists vigorously towards the stands, roaring in his mouth, and venting the backlog of emotions in his heart.

The ridicule of the media about him and the worry after learning about the Boas plan were all vented at this time.

He doesn't worry about anything now.

Chen Yingxiong everything is normal! Then this victory is guaranteed, and this champion is also...

When I get the championship, let's see how you laugh at me!

You guys laugh! Smile louder!

The louder you laugh, the harder the slap will be!

At this moment, Martin O'Neal was excited and even a little crazy...

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