Golden Greenery

In the 201st game, Manchester City beat Real Madrid 4:3.

Zhuo Yang was so tired that his eye sockets were swollen, his thighs and legs were sore, and his back was sore. This was a symptom of exhaustion of physical energy and the beginning of a lack of oxygen in the muscles. I'm tired. I adjusted for almost half a month before this game, but I still can't bear it now.

This is Zhuoyang's most difficult Champions League final, more severe than the one with 2 Sa. As for the rest, 07., intense but not difficult.

Just now, the fourth official Milorad Mazic called for five minutes of stoppage time. Guardiola jumped on his feet and loudly protested. No matter how he tried to persuade him, he was rushed over by the referee Bruchy to warn him. Success delayed a little bit of time, it was not easy for Lao Gua.

There is no talking about possession of the ball, and even the organization is chaotic. Facing Real Madrid, which has a strong championship background and is still at the peak of its strength in recent years. At this moment, it has defeated the anxious Real Madrid. Manchester City can only grab the ball and kick it. Destruction takes place second by second.

The shooting ratio between the two sides was 21:13. Manchester City had not shot since Zhuo Yang's go-ahead shot, and Real Madrid did not have a good chance. Although Manchester City had two fewer players, its hysterical defensive tackle was truly worthy of a fight of flesh and blood. The four words "body".

Thirty thousand Blue Moon fans stood and sang in the stands, singing the cheering war song over and over again. The momentum was so huge that it completely suppressed the 50,000 Welsh fans who were on the expedition to Mellinge and who had defected to the enemy.

Speaking of the purity of the fans, they love you even when they win and when they lose. English fans are indeed more accommodating of poverty and are more loyal than Germany, Italy and France.

In fact, there was no one sitting in the Millennium Stadium at this time, including the coaching benches and benches of both teams were empty, and there was not a butt on the seats.

England fans have been good at singing and dancing since ancient times. While Blue Moon sang for their own star Zhuo Yang, they also used their singing to mock Real Madrid's top goalkeeper Cristiano Ronaldo without any bottom line. Not only because of Real Madrid, but also because Cristiano Ronaldo was once a popular player at rival Manchester United and bullied Manchester City a lot in those years.

"There is only one Ronaldo, he is Brazilian, la la la, who is the Portuguese? La la la~"

"Cristiano, do you want to learn to shoot? Zhuo Yang can teach you, la la la, as long as Zhuo Yang is willing~~"

"Cristiano, do you want to learn from others? Zhuo Yang can teach you, la la la, as long as Zhuo Yang is willing~~"

"Cristiano, do you want to learn to play football? Zhuo Yang can teach you, la la la, as long as Zhuo Yang is willing~~"

"There is only one Ronaldo..."

It's so annoying, and it also creates hatred for Zhuo Yang.

But Zhuoyang didn't have time to be embarrassed, and Ronaldo didn't care at all. He has been so embarrassed by away fans over the years.

Especially in La Liga, in the two years since Zhuo Yang left, Cristiano Ronaldo was often shouted "Messi" by the home team fans when he went to away games. There is no way, his image and personality are indeed not as lovable as Boss Mei. Wherever Messi goes, he never hears anyone calling him "C Ronaldo".

For Ronaldo, scoring a goal is the best counterattack and the best slap in the face, bang bang.

One more! One more player can complete a hat trick and drag the game into overtime. In thirty minutes, there are more possibilities. Four or even five goals in the final are not impossible. With the way Manchester City is in turmoil right now, they won't be able to hold on for long.

Beyond Zhuoyang, today, right now.

Ronaldo dribbled the ball straight towards Manchester City's right rib.

Everyone laughs at Ronaldo for not being able to get ahead of others, because they have forgotten how frivolous he was when he was a teenager riding a bicycle. Everyone is laughing at Ronaldo as just a goal scorer, but they have forgotten that he was once able to make sudden grabs and pass passes.

Just because Ronaldo has abandoned flashy tricks in his style of play doesn't mean he doesn't know how to do it. Others have forgotten, but Ronaldo himself has not.

Everyone was laughing at Cristiano Ronaldo's legs that were as stiff as two sticks when he hit the ball behind him, but they ignored that he could still create the fastest change of direction in football. Zabaleta and Feiniao didn't ignore it, but they were both so stunned that they forgot about everything.

Although Kompany is not the top defender today, he is the defender with the strongest one-on-one comprehensive strength in the Manchester City team, especially his frontal defense, which is not inferior to anyone.

Ronaldo's bicycle is indeed very weird, not as cool as the Brazilians, Argentinians and Chinese, but it is still enough to confuse the opponent, and his direction of the ball is always top-notch.

Kompany was deceived, and he was deceived for granted. There are very few people who can't be deceived by Ronaldo, who is determined to cheat.

Breaking through the ribs, Ronaldo went solo.

From this step forward, Ronaldo has 10,000 ways to break down Manchester City's goal. He is a goal scorer.

There is only one Caballero left, and he is nothing more than a corpse in Ronaldo's eyes.

Even Zhuo Yang, who had been alert, could not catch up with Ronaldo at this time, let alone stop him.

Zhuo Yang knew what he wanted to fart from the moment Ronaldo raised his eyes and bowed. There was no time to help, so he passed diagonally between Kompany and Stones and intercepted on the predicted line.

Zhuo Yang's reaction was not unpleasant, but Ronaldo's breakthrough speed was faster, and Zhuo Yang rushed over and was already behind him.

Cristiano Ronaldo took the ball away from his feet. Unless Zhuo Yang's legs suddenly expanded by two feet, the football would have nothing to do with him. The next step is Ronaldo with 10,000 possibilities.

The next step is the restricted area. The distance is too short. Even if Zhuo Yang is flying, he can't intercept the football in front of Ronaldo. Unless a hidden weapon is used, Zhuo Yang cannot stop Ronaldo himself.

Concealed weapons do not refer to weapons that are invisible, but rather that reveal the unintended consequences. It's obviously not, but you suddenly use it as a weapon, which can always beat the opponent's face to blood, such as the iron broom of the monk sweeping the Sutra Pavilion in Shaolin Temple.

Zhuo Yang used a hidden weapon, and it was the most unexpected hidden weapon. He threw his body as a hidden weapon.

With a lunge, Zhuo Yang shuttled at low altitude and grabbed the ankle of Ronaldo's hind leg that had just left the ground with his left hand.

Two meters away from the penalty area, Zhuoyang took the back road and Ronaldo almost threw Tianling Gai into the stands when Feilong caught him.

My mother! Cristiano Ronaldo's overnight meal is in his throat, and he can spit out white water chicken when he opens his mouth.

How tragic and tragic it is to use such a hidden weapon to trip a horse's rope, how self-destructive it is. This is simply not what a god should do. But Zhuoyang can't do it if he doesn't do it. If he doesn't do it, he will lose today.

A wall suddenly built up in the hearts of Manchester City teammates, making them uncomfortable. Everyone stood quietly and looked at Zhuo Yang silently, with many people's eyes sparkling.

Bruchy was unselfish, and Zhuo Yang was sent off with a direct red card, with four minutes left before the end of the game. This foul was too red. Even if Zhuo Tongtong was enforcing the law, Zhuo Yang would have to be punished, otherwise it would be unacceptable.

Zhuo Yang didn't take a serious look at Bruchy. He took off his armband and threw it to Kompany.

"Lao Kong, be on guard."

Kompany punched his chest twice with his fists, ‘Boom! Boo! ’ The force was so strong that it felt like he was going to turn himself into a scumbag.

"I promise, I-guarantee!!"

"Brothers." Zhuo Yang said to everyone again: "Prevent the game."

All eight people banged their chests, and the sound was so deafening that the Real Madrid players thought they were on a construction site.

"Brothers, this is my sixth Champions League final. I have won the first five times. Today will not be a surprise."

"Brothers, since I debuted, excluding my absence last year, I have won a heavyweight championship every season. I have never been empty-handed, and this season should be no exception." This time, Zhuo Yang told the truth. , did not deceive teammates.

"Brothers, guard the game."

Boom boom boom..., the symphony of construction site football.

Zhuo Yang slowly explained the 'future affairs', but no one from Real Madrid dared to come over to urge him. In this way, Bruchy also saved trouble, and he just waited.

In a Champions League final, there were three red cards, and they were in the same damn team. No matter what the reason for each one is, but it is such an unprecedented one, Bruchy must bear the blame for the referee's field control ability.

Cristiano Ronaldo finally figured out the north, east, west, south, and west from his confusion, and was immediately furious.

"Zhuoyang, you are going too far. I remember we are still friends, right? I even treated you to dinner. Well, I was almost thrown to death by you. You are so cruel to your friends. .”

"Mr. Luo, stop being so fucking pretentious. Ask others if I'm trying to trick you. If I really wanted to trick you, I wouldn't have done it. Do you believe I can let you retire immediately today?"

When Ronaldo thought about it, this was really the case. They were all red cards anyway. If Zhuo Yang made a tackle from behind just now, it was up to him to decide how long he wanted to rest.

What a great opportunity for a hat-trick savior! Knowing that Zhuo Yang was merciful, Ronaldo was still unwilling to do so and continued to look grim.

"What happened if you invited me to dinner?" Zhuo Yang said, "You also invited me to play table tennis!"

Ronaldo: "..."

Uncle Liu Guoliang is the eternal nightmare in the heart of Cristiano Ronaldo, the number one table tennis master in football. The wretched short fat man he tried so hard to forget was mentioned by Zhuo Yang. At this moment, it slowly appeared in Cristiano Ronaldo's mind again. He couldn't help but shudder. .

Zhuoyang walked off the court, and Guardiola and the Manchester City people on the sidelines applauded to welcome him, and then applauded him as he walked into the tunnel.

8 and 11, the most disparate scene in the history of the Champions League final, the game still has to continue. Zhuo Yang was holding Jesus with his left hand and Delph with his right hand at the entrance of the tunnel. The three unlucky red card fools were watching the field together.

Ronaldo's direct free kick turned into a cloud of fog. Zhuoyang finally breathed a sigh of relief, his mission was completed.

Next, crosses from both sides of Real Madrid continued to rain into Manchester City's penalty area. Shui Ye and Varane have become forwards, and Cristiano Ronaldo, Bell, and Sloppy are center forwards.

"Brother Zhuo, I thought only people like me would be sent off with a red card." Jesus said: "I didn't expect that you with thick eyebrows and big eyes would be here today."

Well, this naughty kid is good at everything except he can't speak.

"Brother Zhuo, if anyone who loses this game wants to use you as a scapegoat, I will be the first to refuse."

He was very righteous and heroic, but why did Zhuo Yang want to slap him so much.

It's still raining in Manchester City's penalty area.

Bale is getting more and more anxious, and the more anxious he is, the less likely he is to play; Morata is the future center forward with two inverted feet, although no one has noticed it yet; and in front of Ronaldo's eyes is the fat man Liu who can't play table tennis.

Shui Ye's mind was filled with Zhuo Yang's shamelessness throughout the whole scene. The most important thing is that Zidane lost his metaphysics today. The symbol of metaphysics is toughness. Qi Zu met Zhuo Yang, the toughest guy in the football world.

The actual stoppage time was more than five minutes, but it eventually ended.

Aguero grabbed the ball from the Magic Flute outside the top of the arc and ran to the opposite half with his last strength. The whistle sounded.

4:3!

201, champion Manchester City.