Golden Greenery

Dionysian Yuri Rìrkov lost the ball in the frontcourt, Flamini and Gianluca Zambrotta attacked him, and the football was naturally given to Zhuo Yang, who was responsible for the team's dispatch. The offense and defense suddenly changed hands, and Madibao's formation was disjointed from front to back. Shevchenko shrewdly inserted into the gap in the right rib. Not to mention a passer of Zhuoyang's level, even if it is replaced by Jia Baye or Mad Dog Rand who are not good at passing threatening balls, they can still see and know to pass it to Sheva.

Let's face it, as long as Shevchenko is not an eggplant, AC Milan will definitely form a killer move. Madibao's defense line was in panic, and Uncle Zha said in his heart: Shit~ Shit~

Sure enough, Zhuoyang made a diagonal pass, but the ball went to Kaka on the left. In an instant, life on the court changed. Uncle Zha and Rock were relieved, An Pang and the Milan players were surprised, and Shevchenko was a little annoyed. Even Kaka found it very strange. He was about to go diagonally from the other side to meet Sheva's back goal, but Zhuoyang's ball came over inexplicably.

But Kaká is Kaká after all. He couldn't figure it out and just took action on his own. He hit the bottom line with a thunderbolt, and Zepek scooped the ball out of the bottom line after returning the pass. Only then did Kaka have time to look at Zhuo Yang, only to find that Zhuo Yang's face was as if nothing had happened and everything was normal.

Did he really not see the gap in Sheva just now?

While Antonini was preparing to take a corner kick, Kaka half covered his mouth with his hand and bit Zhuo Yang's ear: "What happened to you just now?"

"What's going on?"

"Sheva... forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything." Kaka hesitated.

Antonini took a tactical corner kick, and Kaka took the ball again, cut into the corner between the baseline and the penalty area and swept straight in front of the goal. Shevchenko failed to catch up with the goal, but shook Handanovic and Handanovic behind him. Tashcher, later because Jiuye and Boccetti were entangled, both arrived.

Boccetti used his body to get stuck in position and stretched out his legs first to make a clearance. However, Jiuye, who was not willing to give up, risked his life to rely on him, making Boccetti's clearance action look very awkward. The ball was kicked and flew into the net in a weird arc.

An own goal, third in the first half.

Uncle Zha looked up to the sky and sighed, while Zhuo Yang lowered his head and sighed secretly. Fort Madi needs a Champions League victory, they need to overcome their inner demons, but this luck is too bad. The people of Madiburg were as dejected as if they had been beaten by frost, and Boccetti was even more dejected. He threw the people back to Italy.

AC Milan lost Zhuo Yang in this game, but Kaka has never been a vegetarian. Taking advantage of Madibao's panic after losing the ball, Master Kaka was unstoppable in the left rib, posing a threat to Madibao's gate again and again. Zhuo Yang watched anxiously from behind, feeling that Kaka looked more sinister than Ronaldinho. Still ugly.

In the third through ball, Sheva made a reverse cut and made a diagonal pass, but was ruled offside and Madibao escaped.

In the 41st minute, Flamini suddenly made a direct pass. Kaká again heeled the pass to Inzaghi, who was cutting back, and was whistled for offside again. It’s not surprising to Master Jiu that Madibao is hiding from danger again.

Just a minute later, Kaka broke into the left wing and hit the ball hard into the small penalty area. Handanovic saved the ball before Sheva grabbed the point. Suspended again and again, it's too dangerous.

However, in the stoppage time of the first half, Madibao still could not escape this disaster. Kaká forced a break through Ozil on the left and unexpectedly made a low pass to the center. Gattuso, who rushed to the center of the penalty area, flicked his right foot into the near corner 15 yards from the goal, and the ball went into the net. Ba Ye's long drought has been met with rain, Madibao added insult to injury, AC Milan 2:0.

In the locker room, Zhuo Yang covered his head with a towel, looking extremely tired. No talking to anyone, no nonsense.

The erroneous tactics of Madibao in the first half were definitely not the arrangement of Uncle Zha. Although Mr. Zha is a cautious person, he never lacks risk-taking and courage. Madibao players are still too young as a whole. They cannot match Uncle Zha's pre-match arrangements in the dignified Champions League. They do not lack bravery, but they do not know the direction of bravery.

Army Madibao defeated the unwilling Moscow Zhōng Yāng Army 3:2 in a battle of honor in the Champions League group stage.

But it still settled at the bottom of the group. Some things are just a layer of window paper. Fort Madi only needs one victory, a grand victory in a head-on confrontation.

The players of Fort Madi were sown with inner demons by the disastrous defeat in the Champions League the year before last, so their strength level was greatly reduced after returning to the Champions League. If another losing streak ends at the bottom this time and we want to regain our energy in the Champions League, it will be too difficult. It will take five or six years to survive for a generation, or even longer.

well! Zhuoyang sighed secretly, stretched out his hand to grab the towel from his face, and heard Ancelotti ask him.

"Zhuoyang, are you tired?"

Zhuo Yang suddenly woke up. "Not tired, not tired at all!"

"you sure?"

"Very sure! Whoever is tired will have a grandson."

Ancelotti: "..."

Everyone in the locker room turned their attention to Zhuo Yang, with doubts and questions in their eyes. In the two years since he came to Milan, Zhuo Yang has never failed as badly as in this forty-five minutes. There were no obvious mistakes, but it was extremely mediocre, as invisible as if he didn't appear. If the opponent were Inter Milan or Juventus today, or even Lazio Roma, if Zhuo Yang, who controls the brains of the midfielder, performs like this, AC Milan will be in trouble. Fortunately, today is a less troublesome Madibao. Fortunately, Kaka still lives up to expectations.

When walking out, Zhuo Yang walked side by side with Ancelotti.

"Sir, please give me some face and let me play the whole game." Zhuo Yang flattered.

Ancelotti looked at him deeply, his eyes full of wisdom. "You can, you can, but... you can't disappear anymore."

"Please!"

In the second half, Zhuoyang was indeed no longer invisible, but instead extremely arrogant. He is like a stinky hooligan, shooting everywhere. As long as the ball reaches his feet, there is no movement of teammates or organization.

It's very accurate, always between the two door frames, but it's so high that it can be used as an anti-aircraft missile.

Only ten minutes had passed, and Zhuo Yang had shot six times. In the first half, he had not shot a single shot. These six shots made Shekayin, who was running in front, panting from exhaustion. They were all in vain. The six clever intersperses and the second opportunity to threaten Madibao were all let go aimlessly by Zhuoyang. Anti-aircraft artillery.

I originally wanted to see the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch. Devouring In the 58th minute, Jia Baye simply didn't hand the ball to Zhuo Yang after he got the ball, but made a wonderful pass himself. Just like this, the football accidentally crossed the defense line and reached the penalty area. Because Jiuye Linghu appeared, it created an opportunity to challenge Handanovic one-on-one.

The hero was a little careless. Inzaghi pushed the ball under his arm halfway through his attack, and the ball ruthlessly hit the net again. 3:0, AC Milan's victory was certain. Zhuo Yang's face was ashen as he watched his teammates gather together to celebrate.

At this moment, he can't wait to put on the blue and white striped No. 18 and lead Madiburg to teach AC Milan a lesson.

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