Golden Greenery

Sergio Aguero was going crazy, his eyes were red.

In the Champions League quarter-finals against Juventus and the semi-finals against Tottenham, a total of four games, Akun had a goal disallowed in each game, and the replays afterwards were all good goals.

Did Akun dig up the referee's ancestral grave? Four people only stared at him?

Today, Aguero is called "Goals don't count" in Manchester City.

It is a strange injustice for Aguero through the ages. It was a bright moon in Madrid in June and the stars were sparse, but Akun clearly saw the heavy snow falling from the night sky.

Snowflakes stuck to Akun's red eyes, and flames instantly rose.

With flames, Akun fiercely rushed towards the piggy with the ball.

Mr. Zhu played the ball decisively and then gave Akun a solid back.

‘Boom’! Akun bumped into Mr. Zhu twice before stopping.

There are birds singing in the snow.

Before the birds stopped chirping, Akun rushed towards Henderson again.

Xiao Heng planned to walk the dog and pass the ball back to Mr. Zhu on the back line.

Without stopping, Akun rushed back again without even taking a breath.

Mr. Zhu was scared, and there was still a lingering sound in his heart.

He quickly kicked the ball to Van Dyke, and then stretched out his hand to resist Akun who was coming like a train.

"Brother, calm down."

Akun looked at him with contempt and ran towards Van Dyke without saying a word.

"Zhuoyang, this guy is crazy."

"If it were you, you'd be crazy too."

Zhuo Yang learned more about A Kun's mood in the four games where "Kun doesn't count". Anyway, if it were him, he wouldn't be able to bear it.

Lao Gua also knew that he would not dare to upset A Kun, so he did not hesitate to start him today.

Without special instructions, Akun turned into a frontline hound that kept biting as soon as he came up.

Lao Gua thinks this is a good thing, and he likes to see A Kun's sudden change in style.

Akun pounced fiercely, a lonely hound. However, the entire Liverpool team is a pack of dogs, and Uncle Zha’s Red Army is the best team in football at high-position pressing.

The run and gun was spectacular, especially in the first half.

In the 4th minute, Mr. Zhu made a long pass from the backcourt. When he reached the top of the arc, Stones fought him down. In an instant, several red dogs pounced on him.

After several battles, the football fell at the feet of Tu Ye, who was in the back position.

Monk Mang does a delicate job skillfully. Tu Ye flicked his ankle and sent Ma Nai over the head, thrusting into his ribs.

While Gundogan returned to the penalty area to intercept, he raised his hand to signal his teammates to keep an eye on Salah, who was running behind him.

‘Pa’~

Mane happened to pass the ball, and the football hit Teacher Jing's raised forearm.

The Slovenian referee Skomina blew the whistle and the penalty kick was awarded clearly.

Regardless of Teacher Jing’s mournful face, let’s talk about Salah first.

The Egyptian Pharaoh is Liverpool's chief penalty taker, but only in other games.

When he met Manchester City, because of the existence of the "Zhuoyang penalty kick bug", he felt somewhat guilty, and the responsibility of penalty kicks would be handed over to Tu Ye, who was always calm in his heart.

Of course, Salah insisted on being punished, and according to Tu Ye’s temperament, there was no problem.

At this moment, Salah was very confused. He should be punished. He was a little panicked. Don't be punished, I'm not willing to do it. What about the Champions League final~

Look at the ball, look at Tuye, Salah's hesitation is written on his face.

Hesitation means bad things happen, Tu Ye decisively picked up the football. "I'll do it."

Salah was relieved and let out a long breath.

Tu Ye suddenly thought of something, turned around and handed the football out again. "Little Pig, do you want to come?"

Mr. Pig’s mouth split into a trumpet.

"I'll come, let me come!" Aguero with red eyes rushed in like a rabbit. He wants to score goals so much.

Butcher: "..."

If Zhuo Yangmeng hadn't said nice things, Akun would have been beaten by Xiaozhu.

Mr. Zhu placed the football firmly on the white spot and slowly retreated to the penalty area line. Zhuo Yang peeked behind him.

As soon as the whistle blew, Mr. Zhu shouted and rushed out.

‘Ah~~~~~~~’

Shout out the pig noise.

‘Boom! ’

The power of shooting from the instep is very strong. Mr. Zhu has had a hard toe since he was a child.

Zhuoyang pointed in the right direction, and Ederson also made a very accurate save, but after he made the save, he was probably out of luck.

The ball speed is too fast and the angle is stiff. This kind of penalty kick is unsolvable.

Just a little bit.

The ball was a little faster than Ederson's gloves and almost hit the goal.

‘Bang! ’

The football hit the inside of the goalpost, bounced and flew across the goal line.

Even Zhuo Yang and Mr. Zhu had not expected this angle, let alone anyone else.

But two people caught up. Akun and Salah took the lead in shooting the goal and rushing towards the football, both of them flying to tackle the ball.

Akun on the inside missed a point and slid into the net by himself.

Salah on the outside reached a little bit, and his toes put the football into the goal from a small angle.

Liverpool 1:0, Salah was extremely happy. He felt that he had found a new way to take penalty kicks and he was not afraid from now on.

Zhuo Yang went to the door to help A Kun up.

"Did you just...do a follow-up shot?"

Akun was about to burst into tears. "I don't care, I just want to score goals."

"Kun, does your mother know that you are like this?"

"Zhuoyang, I want to score a goal."

"……Um."

This is not nonsense, who doesn’t want to score goals?

Zhuo Yang also wants to enter, even though he has already entered so much.

In the last game, scoring a goal brings victory and a perfect ending. Is it too much?

But Tu Ye is Zhuo Yang's most troublesome opponent in the world, even more so than Grandpa Mo.

Grandpa Mo can deceive him, but facing Mr. Tu, this black charcoal head will always look like that. It is even harder to fool him than to eat shit.

You can only rely on your ability to grind a little bit, there is no shortcut.

Of course, Zhuo Yang had a plan for how to deal with Mr. Tu, but things became more troublesome when he fell behind soon after the start.

Therefore, Zhuo Yang started the long-distance running + occasional sprint mode in advance, and took Tu Ye around the venue.

Just after receiving the pass on the left wing, he had a fight with Tu Ye, and half a minute later he had a race with Tu Ye in the right front court. A minute later, Tu Ye, who was dribbling the ball, was rushed back to the backcourt.

To be honest, Zhuoyang hasn't played in this state for a long time. Most of his games this season have been lazy and very sloppy, including against Tottenham and Grandpa Mo.

The first Pu got the ball in the penalty area and was directly double-teamed by Mr. Zhu and Mr. Tu.

It was so blocked that I couldn't even see the sky.

When I looked up, I realized that I had been driven to the bottom line. No choice but to try in the direction of the corner flag.

Mr. Pig retreated, but Arnold stepped up.

Zhuoyang suddenly changed direction and speeded up the court, seemingly trying to pass Arnold in the opposite direction.

It was too late for Arnold to turn around, his center of gravity did not allow him to do so.

However, Tu Ye went directly behind Arnold and blocked him solidly again.

Taking advantage of the time difference when Arnold braked hard and stood still, Zhuoyang turned the ball back again.

Mr. Tu followed quickly, but he was blocked by Arnold.

Seeing that Zhuoyang was about to slip through the baseline and return to the penalty area, Tuye made a decisive move without hesitation.

It's all Arnold's fault. If he hadn't been in the way, Tu Ye wouldn't have only shoveled Zhuo Yang's legs and not touched the ball.

Skomina gave the free kick, but ignored Zhuo Yang's angrily request to give Tu Ye a yellow card.

Tu Ye secretly said to Xiaozhu: "That's bad, Zhuoyang is serious. What, he is not easy to deal with every time he does this."

"Looking at what you said, when has he ever been so easy to mess with?"

"……Right."