The full moon scimitar appears again in the world!

In the commentary room of Madrid TV, a shocking shout came: "The ball has entered, the ball has entered, the score is 3-3, we still have hope. Jose's substitution is so wise. Looking at the slow motion, it is incredible that his body is still balanced at this angle. Look, this arc, I think even at this time Valdes is at the goal. This is not a ball that any goalkeeper can save. Where did Jose find such an excellent center?"

The commentator of Camp Nou also lowered his voice: "Although we don't want overtime, it seems we have to play overtime. This ball is not blamed by Valdes. Even if Valdes is at the goal, he must be unable. I think maybe God can save this ball. Hell! Where did this No. 23 come from."

Valdes stared at the goal blankly, and the thrilling arc was still in his mind. Valdes believed that not to mention that he was panicked just now, even if he was wholeheartedly, he could not save the ball. His eyes looked at Zhu Xu were a little complicated. When Beckham's legend of the full moon scimitar was slowly forgotten, a Chinese suddenly appeared to kick out a more beautiful arc.

The whole audience suddenly became quiet! Everyone saw the thrilling arc. For Real Madrid fans, the arc was more dazzling than the rainbow, and for Barcelona, ​​the arc was cut off with one blow.

The goal has been scored! We scored! Overtime, it's great, we still have a chance.

"Come on Real Madrid! Come on Real Madrid! We will definitely be the champion!" The White Cavaliers' loyal surroundings and burst into an amazing roar!

"Come on! Madrid!" Real Madrid, which is less than one-third of Barcelona, ​​burst out at this time, and the sound of the explosion is no less than Messi's final victory! No one in the audience remembers the name he posted when the substitution was replaced, but at this time they shouted loudly: "No. 23! No. 23!" Yes No. 23, his name is Zhu Xu, and he is also No. 23 of Real Madrid!

Mourinho jumped up beside the coach's seat, and Zhu Xu knelt on the ground with his head covered with his hands: The goal was scored! The cheers turned out to be so wonderful! Zhu Xu felt the heat coming from around him. He raised his head and looked at his teammate's smiling face, and tears could no longer be suppressed! Yes! The talented people are indeed happy, this is the life I hope for. He remembered the 28-year-old night. Yes, Zhu Xu touched his face, everything was different. I will work hard for my dreams and for the present.

Real Madrid's teammates threw Zhu Xu high! They still have a chance, they will usher in overtime, they will have a chance to prove themselves and wash away the shame of that time.

As soon as Zhu Xu landed, he ran to Mourinho quickly! He jumped onto the madman uncle. He thanked this person, he brought him here, he opposed the opposition and kept himself at the Bernabeu, he insisted on following him to the Camp Nou, and he made himself feel the passion of football.

All Real Madrid players were so happy that the fourth official had to come forward to remind Real Madrid players that they had celebrated too long, so please go back and start the game immediately.

Zhu Xu walked onto the football field with his teammates hugging him.

Mourinho held his waist with one hand: "God! Is he really only 80 kilograms? Why do I feel that my waist is about to break."

The Madrid TV commentator watched the Real Madrid players celebrate during the broadcast with an excited voice: "Our Cavaliers are celebrating, super curve ball? Beckham enhanced version? What a beautiful goal, this beautiful goal will also bring a lot of praise to this young player. This goal will become his best backstage at the Bernabeu. Of course, if he can score another goal, I will decide to become his fan."

"Murinho brought an angel to the Bernabeu in the summer. Its perfect arc, beautiful steal, amazing balance. The dribbling that claims to be the world's number one is nothing? The speed of our No. 23 young player is like the wind. Hi guy, do you think so? Irving was not as fast as him back then! There was no news on the official website of Real Madrid. It seems that our head coach is planning to use this Chinese as a surprise weapon. I have to say that this is a wonderful idea!"

What is rare is that at this moment, the commentators of Madrid and Camp Nou were completely consistent. Camp Nou commentators spoke helplessly: "There are two minutes left, it seems we are going to prepare for overtime. Oh my God! Where did this Asian come from? Can you still shoot a super arc ball at such an angle, and the speed of the ball dribbling? Is he a human? Real Madrid's official website can't find his information. Is it Mourinho's "Shock"? Mourinho is really a cunning fox."

The kickoff whistle sounded, and this time the Barcelona players looked at Zhu Xu with a look of alert.

"It doesn't matter, Real Madrid has only 9 players, we still have an advantage. Victory belongs to Barcelona! We will let Real Madrid come and return with excitement!" Before the commentator finished speaking, his partner next to him shouted: "Oh no, that No. 23 got the ball again, my god! He broke the ball from Messi's feet again. Fence! Fence! Scoop and tackle his legs!"

Barcelona's commentator roared with a neighing voice. He did not expect that he even criticized Marcelo for flying tackle Fabregas 5 minutes ago. It seemed that everyone was the same if they were too anxious.

After the kickoff, Zhu Xu rushed directly to Messi with the ball, facing the ball, and gently hooked it. There was no corner that could not be dug, and there was only a mistress who didn't work hard. When it came to Zhu Xu, there was no unbreakable ball, and there was only a value that was not high enough. Obviously, Zhu Xu worked hard enough and the value was high enough. Football was like a betrayal lover, instantly abandoning the Barcelona king and throwing into Zhu Xu's arms. Then the two left coquettishly, leaving Mei Tiansheng with an ecstatic back.

At this time, Pedro understood Marcelo's psychology very well, because at this moment he chose to be the same as Marcelo and didn't want to shovel towards Zhu Xu's feet. However, at the moment when he moved his feet, Zhu Xu gently pushed the football, and the football came to Kaka's feet beautifully and accurately. Kaka only took the field in the second half and was relatively physically strong.

"Oh! Damn it, the ball was passed away, Pedro did not tackle the ball!"

There was a deep trace on the court. If this foot was tackled, Zhu Xu would probably need to dream points if he wanted to play immediately. However, at this time, Zhu Xu did not look back at all. He was enjoying the air of the field! Focusing on the game.

Kaka was covered with red and blue clothes. He did not pause at all and chose to shoot the first moment he received the ball. He had no choice. There were 4 Barcelona defenders around him, and other Barcelona players also came like him. Even at the peak, he could not save the ball in this situation. Although there was no danger at all at the shooting angle, it was better to ask God to bless the miracle to appear!

"Shot! Kaka shot!" Barcelona commentator screamed! "Oh! Valdes saved the ball. In fact, this ball is not good, and it is normal not to go in. Time is up! See you in overtime."

The whole audience was quiet!
Chapter completed!