Fox in the Penalty Area

When Ion Martinez throws a football into the pitch, everyone knows that his throw-in is a threat, even more accurate than a corner kicked with his feet.

However, as soon as they saw Hu Lai, who was firmly supported by Peralta, many people's thoughts went out again-under such circumstances, it was difficult for Hou Lai to stop the ball, so how could he score?

Almost everyone has only conventional solutions on their minds.

The so-called conventional solution is that when the back is facing the goal and there is almost no angle, the football should be stopped first, and then the football should be passed to other teammates, sacrificing oneself to create space for others, and finally form an attack.

People who think this way naturally ignore that Hu Lai is a person who does not follow the usual path.

But don't blame them, after all, Hu Lai's path this time is indeed too strange...

Who would have thought he would shoot in such a way?

With his back to the goal at a small angle, he directly used his left foot to hook the football to the goal behind him!

Unlike the kind of barb that soars into the air, when Hu Lai made this movement, his right foot, which was the supporting foot, was firmly on the ground.

So when he raised his left foot, anyone would think it was a stop. How could he think of it as a shooting action?

As a result, Hu Lai was stunned to make the impossible possible under such circumstances.

He used an unconventional shooting action to complete a difficult goal, hitting Peralta and Bakker by surprise!

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"Wow!! Hu Lai!! Beautiful!! Beautiful!! Difficult shot! Unconventional action! Hou Lai scored a wonderful goal! After May challenged him with a goal, he also used it The ball responded! Beautiful! This is the Madrid derby we want to see!"

Seeing the football fly into the goal, He Feng shouted excitedly.

Ever since Meli scored a goal, He Feng has been under tremendous pressure—for fear that Hu Lai will be outnumbered by Meli. . .

It stands to reason that, as a commentator in the rear, and not Hu Lai's own father, Hu Lai was beaten down by Meli, so what does it matter to him? What pressure does he need to bear?

But in fact, he does have pressure, and the pressure is not small.

Because he is a Chinese fan,

He took it for granted that he tied himself to Hu Lai, and both sides shared weal and woe.

Hu Lai performed well, he is proud and happy as a Chinese fan.

Hu Lai's performance is not good, and he will naturally feel frustrated.

If Hu Lai is sprayed by others, he will also feel pain and anger because of it.

In short, although he didn't really play the game, he could feel all the pressure and glory that Hu Lai faced.

And he believes that not only himself, but also many people like him in this country.

Because they are all Chinese fans, they are the group of people who sincerely hope that Chinese football will be good.

Therefore, every goal and every improvement of Hu Lai can make them so excited.

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The thunder has gradually gone away, and it seems to be really rolling towards the Benavente training base in the north of Madrid.

But the shock in the hearts of many people who stayed at the scene has not diminished in the slightest.

Hou Lai scored an impossible goal in an impossible situation, in an impossible way.

Excited Madrid Pirates fans are now pointing the middle finger, pumping their fists and shouting at the stands where King Madrid fans have gathered:

"Who the hell said it wouldn't work?! We'll score you three goals! Just wait and see, king bastard! We'll guillotine you!"

This time it was the turn of a Kings fan to break the defense and try to rush towards the Pirates fans, but was pushed back by the heavily armed riot police.

Then the Buccaneers fans laughed loudly at the Kings fans who broke the defense.

Han Shuyu and Li Qingliang were on the west stand, so they naturally witnessed the whole scene.

Neither of them spoke.

How to say?

Li Qingliang is a Pirates fan himself, but he knows that Han Shuyu is a Kings fan, and whatever he says is irritating the Kings fans.

Out of politeness and the cherishment of friendship, it is best to keep silent at this time.

Han Shuyu didn't say anything, it wasn't because she was a Kings fan that she felt pain and anger.

In fact, she looked at the fans of both sides who greeted each other's 18th generation of ancestors across the police, and thought of something.

She began to think that as a Chinese fan, she should deal with such sworn enemies.

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After completing the celebration, Hu Lai waved to the pirate fans in the stands to thank them for cheering him on.

To be honest, the first time he heard this sound at the Pirates Park, he really almost thought he had traveled back to the Flanders Stadium.

But soon he realized that the roar of the Flanders Stadium was not so loud...

After the UEFA Champions League game against Leeds City, the Madrid Pirates fans gradually began to master the correct timing of roaring.

It has to be said that the actions of the Madrid Pirates fans gave him a familiar feeling of "going home" instantly.

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In the box, Sophia stared at her husband with wide eyes, but Maxi Carey shook her head: "This is not my suggestion. This is his original ability."

"Ah..." Sophia was a little disappointed—she hoped that Hu Lai's goal could be attributed to her husband, which might comfort her husband.

Seeing his wife like this, how could Carey not know what she was thinking, so he smiled and said: "What are you thinking, Sophia? How can it be done so quickly? How long will it take? If you're expecting to see his new skills in this game... you'll be disappointed."

Sophia said: "But didn't you say that Hu has already done it in training?"

"Training is different from competition. What you can do in training doesn't mean you can do it in competition." Carey shook his head and explained. "And this is the Madrid derby. Whether it is the pace of the game or the intensity of confrontation, it is not comparable to ordinary games, let alone training."

"Then... since he still can't do it, wouldn't this match be very difficult?"

"It's hard to fight." Carey said calmly. "Even if we lose at home in the end... I won't be surprised."

"If we lose, we will lose the first place." Sophia said worriedly.

"It doesn't matter." Her husband said, "After I recover from injury, I will overtake them."

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The game resumed shortly after the Madrid Pirates huddled Hou Lai back into their own half.

This time it was the turn of the Madrid Pirates players to equalize the score, their morale was boosted, and they continued to launch a fierce offensive towards the King's goal.

But the king can only shrink the defense, and first withstand the offensive of the pirates.

The offensive and defensive situation of the two sides changed.

State and potential are really hard to say clearly.

After gaining momentum, everything seemed unstoppable.

The momentum was gone, as if it was impossible to move an inch all of a sudden.

"Potential" is erratic.

Just like the form, everyone wants to be in good form when they play, and they will do a lot of things to do that.

But no matter what you do, it is still difficult to continue the good state.

Otherwise, if you can be in good shape just by doing a few things right, then everyone can be in good shape all the time.

But it may be these accidents and uncertainties that give football its indescribable charm.

After Meli's goal, the King of Madrid started, and all members are in good condition.

Who would have thought that after just over 20 minutes, their good form and momentum would all be gone?

But in the same way, no one can guarantee that the good state and momentum of the Madrid Pirates will continue forever.

Royvi knew this very well, so after the Madrid Pirates launched a fierce offensive, he immediately asked the players to shrink their defense and first withstand the Pirates' attack.

The head coach of the King of Madrid made the right decision.

It's just that the charm of football is sometimes reflected in such absurd places-even if you make the right decision, there is no guarantee that you will get the right result.

Although the King of Madrid has obeyed the arrangement of the head coach Royvi and the team has shrunk their defense, they still failed to stop the indiscriminate bombing of the Madrid Pirates.

The Madrid Pirates do not have a midfield commander like Dudu Carlos, but they have sharp wings. It can make the offense simpler and more direct, and at the same time create more offensive opportunities in a short period of time.

Silvilio is also in good form in this game. He faced the Brazilian international left-back Fonseca of the King of Madrid on the right side, swung his right foot as if to make a cross, and tricked Fonseca into jumping up and blocking it with his body. After that, he buckled the football to the left.

Then he took advantage of the situation and waded the ball into the penalty area.

He kicked the ball with his right foot again, and it looked like a cross, but the football flew in the air to the back point and went straight to the goal!

Goalkeeper Baker originally blocked Silviglio's shot from the front point, but he didn't expect Silvilio to send a cross, let alone the cross that flew towards the far corner of the goal behind him !

Although he jumped hard, he didn't touch the football!

This scared him into a cold sweat!

Still in the air, he hurriedly looked back.

I saw the football hit the back post!

The breath in his heart is finally about to come out...

But then his pupils shrank rapidly again!

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While Silvilio was fighting wits with Fonseca on the right, Hou Lai also actively moved in the penalty area.

And Peralta is also following him.

When Silvilio's ball was kicked towards the goal, he and Hou Lai rushed to the back point.

At the same time, he used his own body strength to squeeze Hu Lai—specifically, he bumped Hu Lai from behind, making him unable to maintain his balance and staggering.

At the same time, he looked up at the football.

I found that the ball didn't seem like a cross...it was more like a direct shot!

The football passed the goalkeeper Barker's hand and fell backwards!

At this time, Peralta can't do anything, he can only pray to God in his heart, and pray that the goal will not be scored.

God heard his prayers, and after the slow and erratic football fell rapidly, it hit the post!

But God didn't fully hear his prayer - the football that hit the goalpost bounced right in front of Hu Lai who rushed to the back point!

Hu Lai, who was arched by him, was still a little staggering at this moment, unable to make other movements at all.

In fact, at such a short distance, Hu Lai couldn't make any moves he wanted.

Not to mention that he doesn't need to move either...

The football ran towards him, and before Hu Lai could even react, it hit his...knee!

Then it turned back suddenly, and flew into the goal that was close at hand!

Whether it is the coach of the King of Madrid, Royvi, or the king's central defender Peralta, at this moment, there is only one thought in his mind:

This bloody bloody football!

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