Volume 1: Males Come and Go, People Pay Attention. Chapter 84 If You Have the Ability, Show It to Me and Try It! (First Update, Monthly Pass!)

Chapter 84: If you have the ability, show it to me and try it! (First update, monthly pass!)

The second half was just going through the motions for Lyon fans. We were leading 2:0 in the first half, so what else could the class have to do now?

Although I don’t quite understand why today’s referee is particularly partial to their team, maybe it’s a slightly amplified home court advantage?

But they don't want to delve into this issue, and they are assholes if they don't take advantage of it. They still understand such a simple truth.

Now Lyon is in urgent need of a victory. As for how to get the victory, they can't control it for the time being.

Two minutes into the second half of the game, Platini returned to the rostrum accompanied by Aulas. Naturally, the celebrities who had already sat down once again stood up and shook hands, hugged, and kissed him.

The TV broadcast also cut off the game screen and moved it to the rostrum, which gave the UEFA president the face.

There was a relaxed smile on Platini's face in the picture, and he was obviously happy that Lyon had taken such a lead in the first half.

In the next forty-five minutes, all he had to do was watch the game at leisure, and he didn't have to worry about anything else.

But as soon as he sat down, Naples launched an attack. In the end, Chen Yingxiong pushed the football towards the goal in the air. If Lloris hadn't performed well and slapped the football out, the ball would have flown into the goal...

The Lyon fans in the stands collectively exclaimed.

Even the look on Platini's face changed slightly. Fortunately, he controlled it and his expression quickly returned to normal. This should be just an accident...

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After landing, Chen Yingxiong shouted to his teammates: "Remember! We can lose anything, but we must not lose our momentum! Fuck them!"

He didn't care that he missed the header because he knew that he would get more opportunities in the second half. Now this is just a warning.

Chen Yingxiong didn't care that his header didn't go into the goal this time, but Mazzarri cared very much. When he saw Chen Yingxiong's header being saved by Lloris on the sidelines, he jumped up regretfully.

If you want to win, you have to score early in the second half. After all, the opponent's lead is two goals, not one. Three goals have to be scored in the forty-five minutes of the second half, and the sooner the goal is scored, the better. This can disrupt the opponent's deployment and make them panic.

So how much he hopes that Chen Yingxiong can hit the ball just now...

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Chen Yingxiong's header inspired many Naples players. They felt that if it hadn't been for that damn referee Svensson in the first half, they would have been ahead of Lyon. So from this point of view, Lyon is nothing special...

Only three minutes had passed since Chen Yingxiong's header, and Naples made a comeback.

Since they had a two-goal lead in the first half, the tactics adopted in the second half were slightly conservative. Puel felt that the team could hold on to these two-goal advantages.

Therefore, Naples had more offensive opportunities in the second half.

Arshavin took the ball and made a fake move to cut inside. He deceived the Lyon left-back Bastos, who was defending him, to withdraw suddenly to the center. However, he waded the football to the outside and ran directly towards the baseline.

Bastos was shaken away by him, but there was more than one Bastos following him.

Tularan rushed up and put Arshavin to the ground.

For such an obvious foul, it would have been too blatant for the referee not to call it. He was not that stupid, so the whistle sounded and Naples won a free kick on the right side of the edge of the penalty area.

To be honest, this is not a good position for a free kick, because it is too close to the baseline. This position can at best be used as a corner kick closer to the goal. It is still difficult to shoot directly.

Cassano ran over to take the free kick, and Naples' players with excellent headers rushed into the penalty area, while other players defended behind.

When Cassano ran over, he turned around and winked at Chen Yingxiong.

When Chen Yingxiong saw his action, he suddenly understood something and blinked in response.

The tacit understanding between the two people does not need to be expressed in words. The blink of an eye is their secret code. Every time they do this, the other person knows there must be something new.

As for what the new idea is, I don’t know. But you must cooperate.

This was an idea that Cassano came up with on the spur of the moment. He didn't tell anyone, not even Chen Yingxiong, because he didn't have enough time, but he believed that with the tacit understanding between the two of them, it would not be difficult to cooperate with such a request.

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"Napoli get a free kick, maybe a set piece is a good chance for them to score?"

"Oh my God! The referee Svensson actually gave Napoli a free kick! A free kick! My God! This is so amazing! Unbelievable! Unbelievable! He actually gave Napoli a free kick for the first time! Does he have a bad conscience?" The Italian commentator was extremely sarcastic towards the referee.

But no matter what, everyone still has to take a look at this set piece.

Chen Yingxiong is very good at heading the ball, so set kicks have always been Naples' main scoring method. This time is no exception.

Lyon's players were on strict guard against Chen Yingxiong and several other Naples players who had good headers.

Players from both sides are basically entangled near the penalty spot, but this is only the initial position. When a free kick is taken, everyone will rush towards the goal.

After both players were in position, referee Svensson signaled that Naples could take a free kick.

I saw Cassano leaning forward and making a move to take a run-up. At the same time, he raised his feet and made a complete move-up move. But...he didn't run one meter forward. This was a fake move!

Cassano stood still several times, and the players on both sides of the penalty area rushed forward as if they had been kicked in the butt, but the football did not fly over!

Everyone rushed out, but one person did not move. That person was Chen Yingxiong, who was still standing a little behind the penalty spot.

At this moment, Cassano took another approach. This time it was no longer a fake move. He kicked the ball and the football was accurately sent into the air where Chen Yingxiong was!

I saw Chen Yingxiong leaping high on the spot and swinging his head to attack the goal without any interference!

"hero--!!"

"Bang!" The football was hit by him and flew toward the goal!

After passing a stunned crowd, he finally fell into the upper left corner of the goal...

"goooooooooooooooooooooool!!!" the Italian commentator yelled.

Chen Yingxiong opened his arms to celebrate the goal, and other Naples players also ran towards him, preparing to celebrate with him...

Cassano was also very happy that this free kick tactic actually worked! This fully illustrates the tacit understanding between him and Chen Yingxiong! This was a complete flash of inspiration!

But he did not express his inner joy immediately. He remembered the first half and glanced at the referee out of habit. Sure enough, what he saw was not a gesture indicating a valid goal, but a gesture indicating a heavy penalty for a free kick!

"Damn you!" He waved his hands and shouted in the sky.

Fortunately, the referee was too far away from him and the scene was too noisy at this time to hear him, otherwise he would definitely not be able to escape a yellow card...

Soon the other Napoli players noticed this, and several of them ran to the referee to ask him why the ball didn't count.

"He should have waited for my whistle when he kicked out the second time." Svensson said with an upright face.

"Damn it!" The furious Naples player really wanted to slap this bastard...

Paul Cannavaro came up and pulled his teammates apart. Since everyone knows that the referee is specifically going to go against them, what else is there to say? Even if you are reasonable and argue with reason, the other party can completely ignore it.

But many people are still unhappy, two goals! Two goals! It was blown away by him so lightly! Are there many teams that can score two goals in a game? Being blown away like this is really demoralizing!

At this time, Chen Yingxiong spoke.

"What are you afraid of? Since he thinks our free kick coordination is illegal, then we will score a goal that is legal! I want to see how else he can blow it!"

After saying that, he patted his forehead towards Cassano, who was standing in front of the football and preparing to take a heavy free kick.

The meaning was clear - go on, shoot me!

After doing this, he ran back to his seat, then looked up at the podium.

The big shot stands aloof, watching players from both sides fight on the football field like a beast fighting. He can easily decide the life or death of others with just one sentence.

Chen Yingxiong doesn't like this feeling very much, because it makes him feel like an ant under others' feet and has no control over his own destiny.

I'm not a fucking ant. Do you think this will make us surrender? Do you think you can sit back and relax just like this?

I'll fuck your mother!

He raised his middle finger and pointed to the distant podium.

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"Naples' goal was called out again... It seems that the referee meant to listen to his whistle. Apparently he thought Cassano's fake move was illegal..."

"What can I say? What can we say? Both goals were disallowed... ha!"

"Poor Napoli, they had such bad luck in this game!"

The commentator's words are rather cryptic.

The Italian and Chinese reporters in the press gallery all cursed.

"That bastard Platini!"

"Such a goal can be called out. Isn't it too far-fetched?"

"Forget it...Naples will definitely lose this game, because obviously someone doesn't want them to win!"

A group of people sighed after scolding each other, because they felt that this matter was unsolvable and unsolvable, and they were very helpless.

In China, those Chinese fans who stayed up late to watch the live TV couldn't help but curse after seeing this scene. For a while, the Internet was full of posts and messages criticizing "Pu's father". Various, reflecting both the anger and humor of Chinese fans.

"It doesn't matter even if the godfather comes, it's still the biological father that matters!"

"Pu Qin dad, do you dare to hide it?"

"I have long said that UEFA is not a good thing. Look at their previous draw matches, they are naked human factors! In the past, they still knew how to cover up. Since Pu Er came to power, they have not even covered up the most basic things. No more!"

"Nah! It would be really frustrating to lose the game like this! Naples went from first place in the group to second place in the group, and Lyon was sent out..."

"Fuck! That's disgusting!"

"Big prediction: Father Pu will send Lyon directly to the final, and then face Barcelona!"

"Holy crap, it depends on which one is better, the biological father or the godfather!"

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Cassano was helpless, but he did not go to the referee's trouble. At this time, it was very rare for him to control his temper.

Then honestly place the football and wait for the referee's whistle.

He kept repeating to the referee: "Are you sure you want to listen to your whistle? Are you really sure you want to listen to your whistle?"

The referee nodded: "Of course."

"Oh." Cassano retracted his gaze and turned to the penalty area.

The penalty area was full of people, and there were even more Lyon defensive players around Chen Yingxiong than before. Obviously, Chen Yingxiong's goal just now made all Lyon players feel threatened.

"Beep——" After the referee stepped away, the whistle sounded. Cassano did not play any other tricks this time. He directly took a run and kicked the football into the penalty area.

Chen Yingxiong used his jumping ability and ability to judge the landing point of the football to the extreme. He wanted to ensure that when he jumped up, no one around him could interfere with him. At the same time, he also tried to avoid physical contact to avoid causing another injury That Swenson left a clue.

So he has to fly upward!

And Cassano obviously knew what Chen Yingxiong thought. The kick was a bit high, so high that... except Chen Yingxiong, no one could hit it!

"heroooooooooooooooooooooo——"

Chen Yingxiong shook his head and hit the upper part of the football hard, like a hammer, with a downward hammering motion.

A real "headbutt"!

He didn't feel that he hit anyone. He kept his eyes on the football. He knocked the football down and bounced back in front of goalkeeper Lloris. Lloris was completely confused by the rebound and did not make the right move. judge.

The football hit a "V" shape and rushed into the goal. Finally, it was stopped by the net and fell into the goal...

This time, even the commentator did not shout impatiently, and the TV broadcast quickly turned to the referee. The referee was stunned for a moment, then blew the whistle, turned around and pointed his finger at the center circle... The goal is valid!

An impeccable goal! An undisputed goal!

Naples pulls back a win!

"goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool!!" The commentators from Italy and Naples could finally lengthen their voices and roar without restraint.

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After scoring the goal, Chen Yingxiong ran towards the referee outside the penalty area and clenched his hands into fists in front of him. However, he was not trying to hit him. Instead, he kept repeating the action of a bodybuilder showing off his chest and abdominal muscles to show off to him. strength.

Hold! Blow! If you have the ability, blow off my goals again!

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ps, the first update is here! The outburst begins, the slap in the face begins!

***, please start too!