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Chapter 817 Champions Cup A Classic

The referee Damir Scormina certainly hopes that Zhuo Yang can kick in, so he desperately pushes the wall back. 10 meters is basically at the limit. Even if someone shows this distance, it can be evaded.
No matter how far it is, it is not the case, and ordinary fans can see the weirdness.
Scormina just said seriously, "I will write this into the post-match report." The purpose is to use his law enforcement identity to favor Zhuo Yang and show to Kilch that he attaches great importance to this bet.
If Zhuo Yang gets in, everyone will naturally be happy. Writing a post-match report can become a beautiful story for the game. But Scormina is a professional referee with a high level, so how could he not know how low the probability of a free kick is?
Even though Zhuo Yang is the best free kick master, even if this position is very ideal, the probability will be increased, the goal is still a small probability. If Zhuo Yang misses, Scormina intends to expose the matter through post-match reports and media. Because Zhuo
Yang won the fund of 500,000 yuan in fund income of charity, which was a public welfare act, but after losing 2.5 million yuan, it was a gambling option to enter Kilch's private pocket.
Scormina wants to help Zhuo Yanglai through media and industry pressure. Those who are referees are very smart, and weighing the pros and cons is a matter of a moment.
Zhuo Yang was amazed at the man wall so far away from the opposite side. He had been playing free kicks for more than ten years, of course he knew that the man wall was only near or far away. Not to mention that it looked like 10 meters now, even if it was really only
Thank you 9.15 meters.
Often the referee turns around, and the shameless human wall pushes forward like a worm. When he kicks out, he hasn't seen the remaining 8 meters. Zhuo Yang often builds the human wall, and he is so shameless every time.
But this time, the referee was restricted to such a far position with a black face and a stern voice. Zhuo Yang felt that the front of him was as empty as a square. The goal was exposed at a larger angle, and the choice of footwork was more free, so he seemed to be able to be unrestrained.
Grandpa Mo was a little confused and wanted to protest too far, but seeing Scormina's expression that could not be refuted, he had not had time to organize his language, and the whistle sounded.
After three steps of running, the fallen leaf ball shot directly at the near corner behind the wall.
This is the most difficult position for goalkeepers to defend, and it is also the most difficult position for free throwers to control. However, because the wall is located behind, Zhuo Yang can easily choose to over-top the top late, which has reduced the footwork requirements a lot, and he can put more
Focus on strength and angle.
The football fell rapidly after crossing the wall. Weidenfell had no time to react. The ball was too fast and exploded into the upper corner with a "bang".
In the 82nd minute of the game, Zhuo Yang scored a hat trick. The score of this game was 3:3, and the total score was no longer important.
Zhuo Yang stood directly in front of Kirsch with a dark face: "Who... Rockets, what is his name? Oh, Mr. Kirsch, on behalf of children all over the world, I would like to thank you for your generosity, and the United Nations unicef ​​will also issue it to you.
A letter of thanks for 500,000 donations.”
Kirsch: "..." My fucking salary is only 650,000 after tax in Dortmund...
Dortmund, who is struggling to reborn from a financial black hole, has an extremely strict salary framework system. As a dead substitute, Kirsch is worth the price.
Khdira went from being nervous to being arrogant, pointed at Kirch's nose and shouted: "You dare not beat you to death!"
Kirsch was angry and embarrassed: "What did you say?"
Zhuo Yang put his palm on his chest: "Mr. Kirsch, don't be impatient. There are so many witnesses in our bet,... Mr. Referee, do you say so?... Did you hear it? Your pledge
It has become a fact, if a breach of contract, it will constitute fraud and fraud. I don’t want to see you get into legal trouble."
"Because, I will sue you as your pants!"
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Kilch looked at Mertesack pitifully. "Mer, look at this..."
"Then you were the first day of your life in the Bundesliga. Why did you provoke him? Ah! Why did you provoke him?"
Kilch: "..." The idea of ​​trying to find Grandpa Mo to say that he would forgive the debt of 500,000 yuan was shattered.
Zhuo Yangzhi's "going as soon as he says" not only hit Kilch with a loss, but also hit Dortmund's already low morale.
In the 85th minute, Joicz fouled Isco almost at the same place just now, and Real Madrid won a free kick again.
"Mr. Kirsch, will you continue? Give you a chance to turn the tables~" Zhuo Yang was deliberately looking for trouble. "If you still pay 500,000 yuan, 1 million yuan is fine. Do you want to do it again?"
If he was a real gambler, he would definitely continue to bet with Zhuo Yang without hesitation, because the chance of victory was too great, and even the dog could figure out the probability. Unfortunately, Kilch was not a gambler.
It's just an old fried dough stick, and it's a frustration and regretting the 50-night overnight fried dough stick.
"Milosh, look at what's on my back, why is itchy?" Kirsch spoke seriously to Joichi without even hearing Zhuo Yang's clamor to his ears.
Zhuo Yang also laughed. Forget it, just admit defeat, there is no need to force him to death.
It was still the same position, the wall of six people, and the right foot. After the whistle, Zhuo Yang made an equally tricky fallen leaf slash, and the football hit the outer edge of the corner and collapsed.
Kirch: "…"
Zhuo Yang: "Hey, hey, who, do you regret that?"
Kirsch was so regretful that he was about to break his heart, but if another one came soon, he would still not dare to gamble.
No more, Zhuo Yang did not encounter such a suitable free kick opportunity for the rest of the time, but Khdira avenged him.
In the 88th minute, Kirsch dribbled the ball in the backcourt for a moment and was intercepted by the face of Hyuk, who had been aiming at him. Then he used an emergency stop to change direction and then went to the ground, and then killed him towards the goal.
The moment Grandpa Mo finally caught up with He Fang, he shot, but his grandpa didn't have time to stop him. But Weidenfell made a contribution. After he fell to the ground, he blocked the slightly positive shot of He Fang with his legs.
A left foot appeared in front of the football, and the foot stood up and collapsed it back, returning to the net.
4:3, Zhuo Yang won four yuan alone. Real Madrid not only avenged the revenge that was eliminated last year, but also found Lewandowski's grand event and evened it.
Ronaldo, off the court, was also convinced! He only played for less than half an hour and directly increased the number of goals to 10. It was shameless. Fortunately, he was leaving in the summer, otherwise...
Grandpa Mo did not give up. He still called his teammates to attack bravely in the last few minutes. Uncle Scrap also replaced the young Jonas Hoffman with the dying Kilch.
In the 903rd minute, Mkhitaryan's shot from a small angle was blocked by the stupid Kavajal and went out of the baseline, and Dortmund won the last corner kick in the game.
Dortmund captain Per Mertsacker head-on and fought against Pepe and Shui Ye, headed the ball to open Casillas's goal, freezing the score at 4:4.
After the game, all the fans of Westfalen 65829 stood up and applauded. The applause was not only given to the Hornets, but also to Real Madrid who had a wonderful performance today.
Chapter completed!
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