Chapter 354 The Spring Night of Peaceful Song and Dance
Can I dance for you again? I am the white fox you released thousands of years ago.
Although Zhuoyang is indeed sexy, he is definitely not a white fox. Guardiola looks a bit like him, but he is probably not the same. After all, I have never heard of wild foxes going bald. But not being a fox does not prevent two grown men from dancing outside the sideline.
A dance.
This is all the fault of Kong Erzi. In the first half, he performed a "deflation method" off the court to stop the ball, which made the football stop at his feet as if it had run out of air. This move was greeted with a tsunami of applause from the Stamford Bridge.
Manchester City was lagging behind just now, and Guardiola could only pretend not to see the beaming showoff of Kong Er. Now the score is even, and if they don't lose in the away game, they will win. Long Yan is so happy that he has become an old melon.
In the 76th minute, the same scramble for the ball was thrown out of the field. This time it was Lao Gua's turn to show off. He also put his hands in his trouser pockets, gently lifted his 1.2-meter long slim trousers legs, and lifted the rapidly falling football.
Using the instep as a buffer, it bounced up to a height of about one meter very obediently, and then fell down again and was firmly clamped by the instep and ankle.
The graceful figure of the golden rooster was frozen in Stamford Bridge, and the spring night wind slightly lifted the back hem of Guardiola's split suit. At this moment, he was so arrogant.
This time, it had surpassed Kong Er's stupid "dead man's style" unloading of the ball in the first half. It was okay, but Zhuo Yang rushed out of the sideline to prepare for a throw-in, giving Lao Gua a reason to continue dancing.
Guardiola lifted his calf, swung the football to create a leg twist, and then gently handed the ball to Zhuoyang with his instep.
Oh, are you playing tricks with me? How can Zhuoyang show weakness?
He turned his right leg sideways and pulled the ball back, and after volleying the ball up in the air, he turned around and flipped the football back to Guasao.
Guardiola performed a ballet spin on the spot and used the outer instep of his leather shoe to kick the football back to Zhuo Yang.
Zhuo Mei leaned forward, slowed down her waist and used her neck and shoulder blades to land the ball on her back. Then she suddenly stood up, threw the football and flew straight up. When it fell again, she used her strong chest to give Gua Sao a sweet kick.
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When he was playing football in the past, Guardiola was also a technical geek, but he was definitely not as fancy as Zhuo Yang. In addition, he hadn't played for so many years, so he planned to imitate this trick, but he was worried that if he made a mistake, it would
It looked bad, so he used the arch of his feet to send the ball back.
Today's football world is full of arrogance. Zhuo Yang has eight fights, Neymar has one fight, and the rest is shared by everyone in the world.
In this way, you come and go, Zhuo Yang dances a complete collection of fancy ball tricks, Guardiola occasionally shows off while dancing with him, and the side of the Stamford Bridge stadium becomes a show of charming dance moves by two people.
As long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.
The Chelsea people are okay, after all, neither Zhuo Sao nor Gua Sao are theirs. The Manchester City people are so embarrassed that they don’t know how to put their hands and feet. It’s not a matter of leaving or staying, pretending not to see, let alone watching and applauding.
suitable.
A group of black crows flew slowly over the stadium. Croak...quack...quack...
The two tigers love to dance, the little rabbit obediently pulls carrots...the dancing continues on the sidelines.
Gua… Gua… Gua…
Your smile is so beautiful, like spring... You have drunk the wind and swallowed the sand, and the prodigal has no money to go to the restaurant... The melody and frequency are speeding up.
Gua… Gua… Gua…
The referee's whistle now had no cord hanging around his neck. Mike Dean was stunned and had no idea that the meal guy had fallen to the ground.
Kong Er was also stunned. At this time, he felt that it was very unwise to argue with Guardiola and Zhuo Yang before the game. He had been smart all his life, but he ended up having a fight with two idiots. It was so embarrassing.
The football never landed, which shows that the two people are doing a good job. When the sidelines were full of vixen dance to "I have fallen into love several times because of your alluring beauty, and I am drunk only because of you", loyal to
Mike Dean, the referee with professional ethics, couldn't bear it anymore. He ran to the stage with goosebumps and asked Zhuoyang angrily: "Are you going to kick anymore? Tell me clearly, are you going to kick anymore?"
Although his thoughts were still unfinished, Zhuo Yang still forcibly gathered the heart of a dancer and caught the ball knocked by Gua Sao with both hands.
"If you have to kick the ball, of course you have to kick it."
The song ended and everyone left, the stadium woke up from the embarrassment, the Manchester City people were shivering, and the Chelsea people collectively gave them sympathetic looks: It's not easy for you to have two idiots like this...
Guardiola contentedly adjusted his little Armani suit and dusted off the non-existent dust on his leather shoes with his ring finger, as gracefully as a dancer taking her last breaths.
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Zhuo Yang next to him raised his unicorn arm and smashed the football into the field.
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After the serious game resumed, after Conte replaced Fabio and Matic, Chelsea's ability to counterattack in the frontcourt was greatly weakened. Although Willian is fierce and has first-class ability to counterattack with the ball, he is only a one-line player without Fabric and Matic.
The ability to navigate across the world.
As for the 21-year-old Chik, just like his name, he is a surprise player. Using a surprise victory to achieve a perfect match, a frontal attack in which both sides open up the formation, is not suitable for the use of a surprise player.
Kong Erluzi's football thoughts are somewhat similar to Mourinho's. In the game, no matter who the opponent is, it is difficult for his team to gain an offensive advantage on the field. Neither of them does this.
Guardiola is just the opposite. His team always pursues the spectacle and beats the opponent with an advantage. In the final stage of the 2:2 tie, Manchester City's ball possession rate has reached 63%, and all offensive statistics have also occupied 63%.
An absolute advantage.
In the 86th minute, William relied on his own personal ability to barely bring a wave of offense to Chelsea. His breakthrough on the left wing disrupted Manchester City's defense.
However, Feiniao, who was eager to attack, was thrown away by Hazard's air cut, but Debich miraculously recovered the middle to block William's killer cross.
Before being knocked down by the misplaced and beautiful Costa, Debich did not turn around and pushed directly to the right to find Delph.
Manchester City's counterattack from the right wing hit three targets. Delph, Navas and Sterling hit Willian and Hazard behind, and the future is bright.
A dog chases a rabbit. Chelsea's three central defenders panicked and had no choice but to split up and find one nearby to fight for the bayonet. As a result, Aguero, who was outflanking in the middle, was missed.
Sterling made a great contribution. He knocked the football into the middle. Although he was a bit chasing Aguero, this should not be a problem for the top striker Akun.
Kanter caught up with him, but Akun also had no time to adjust carefully, just flicked it casually and then volleyed sideways.
This is a very threatening shot in the penalty area, which is definitely possible under normal circumstances, but when encountering Courtois who knows his shame and then becomes brave, the situation becomes different.
The pantyhose who was half-attacking crossed his body and tried to expand the defensive area as much as possible. Akun's shot was blocked by his calf.
Suddenly, the singing at Stamford Bridge started again.
Holding an umbrella to catch fallen flowers, watching the west wind riding a thin horse, who can see through the flowing clouds for me at a glance, is it you~
Mr. Zhuo flew over and flicked his head with a flick of light in the air, sending the football back to the goal.
Chapter completed!