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"Good shot! I'm going, Jing Duoan!"

"Yeah! 2:3, hahahaha."

"I rely on! Rely on! Don't tell me this is the rhythm of turning over?"

"Hey, fat man, which side of you are you? Still expecting Chengda to be eliminated or yea! Also, did you find when you became stuttering?"

Although it was not Zhou Tiancheng's goal, this time, his fans were as excited as he was.

They really saw the hope of a comeback, and all worked hard to cheer for Dortmund. Can I go to the Allianz Arena to watch the final? Otherwise, the Champions League final will not be very attractive to them, at most they will only watch in front of the TV.

If Dortmund wants to make a comeback, he has to score two more goals. It is not difficult to complete this goal, but at least there is a chance. Things that didn't even have the courage to think about before the game, now at least YY.

Chu Yunling clenched her fists in the stands and smiled and said to Zhou Zhenyong: "Dad, do you think Dortmund has a chance to make a comeback now?"

Zhou Zhenyong heard the words and focused on the head: "Of course! Xiaocheng said he will definitely win."

Chu Yunling grinned and said, "You didn't say that the first two days!"

"You girl, deliberately take me out of the army?" Zhou Zhenyong coughed softly and whispered with a smile: "Of course I have to kill him with the sharpness to kill him, otherwise this kid's tail must be lifted up to the sky. How strong can he be? I still don’t know? Isn’t this good?”

In the VIP box in the stands, Zorke, the sports director, stood up and applauded violently, turned his head to look at the middle-aged man who was still breathing in the eyebrows next to him, and said with a smile, "Lars, dare to gamble, I I think there will be a miracle, do you believe it? Well, just bet on one hundred euros, and even if I lose, it will be money."

The other person smiled and shook his head: "Michelle, I don't gamble with you. Because I am the one who works wonders."

Zolke froze for a moment, then rolled his eyes very boringly: "It's so boring, Lars. What a bad thing to bet on a game like this? No one doubts you are a miracle maker, Honor Room We all remember the Champions League trophy here, but this is just entertainment."

"Michelle, to say this, either you have to admit that you are a lunatic in the eyes of money, or you are not suitable for this position. I will never bet on Dortmund. This is unshakable."

The one who talked to Zorke was Lars Ricken, the most legendary star in Dortmund's history. One of his achievements was the Champions League final seventeen years ago, and he scored against Juventus in one minute from the bench. Winning goal. The lucky winner of the World War I is currently the head coach of Dortmund U19. Today he also appeared at home. There is still a hint of miracle in his heart. He feels that this team can do more.

Whether Dortmund can make a comeback is still unknown, but what is certain is that this madness has scared Guardiola from a cold sweat. Before the first half was over, he kept touching his bald head with his hands and looked It was touching his head to think about tactics. In fact, there was a cold sweat on his head.

In the locker room in the midfield, Guardiola closed the door and did not scold everyone, but encouraged everyone: "Guys, you are all the best players in the eyes of the reporters outside, if you are eleven The team of the best players has become a joke today. Can you ask yourself whether you can accept it? You are all successful players and can accept such a shameful game in your career? Leo, Can you?"

"Of course not! It's just that we don't have a chance." Messi replied bluntly.

"Then, Leo, you should stand out in the second half. You are the strongest little man in the world. Of course you can't accept it." Guardiola turned his eyes to others and said, "Your eyes let me see, Xavi, you can’t accept it, Andres (Iniesta), you can’t accept it, all of you are the same, and I am the same. So, it’s time to give some response. To calm down your mindset, we still Leading, they estimate that they are already thinking about the good things to win this time, so they should be taught a lesson, otherwise they really forget who they are facing!"

The half-court locker room is the fighting style of the head coaches of both sides, and based on the current situation, the focus of Klopp's account is surprisingly similar to Guardiola: "Do you think you won? It's still early, boys! Haha, continue like this Dry, let's score two more goals for them, before you remember, you can't let them catch the opportunity, the defense should be dense and compact. Unsurprisingly, they should be crazy in the second half!"

Klopp was right. At the beginning of the second half, Guardiola overthrew his starting lineup for the first time in this series. The guest right-winger Fabregas came off and replaced Pedro.

Pedro would have been a typical fast wing, but in Guardiola's system, he had a fixed role, moving forward on the forward line, and Messi interspersed with each other.

Barcelona is very confident, facing the almost impenetrable defense of Dortmund's center ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ still persistently chose to force open from the center.

Even if Sanchez passed Ovo Moyella, he could choose to cross the side, or he could choose to take the ball to the middle. Messi and Pedro made a collision with the wall. Messi received Pedro's heel and leaked. After catching the ball into the penalty area, we looked at Weidenfeller's position and prepared to get up, but Zhou Tiancheng took the lead. At the moment Messi just swung his leg, Zhou Tiancheng seized the opportunity to shovel the ball out of the sideline.

"Zhou! The key replacement. He has completed a scavenger job!" Marcel Leff said excitedly.

Two minutes later, Barcelona made a comeback. This time it changed a routine. Alves plugged in and made a two-on-one match with Sanchez. The latter swept the ball low and moved back. Pedro found the space and prepared to start. After eating the cake, Zhou Tiancheng was one step faster than him and fell to the ground to press the ball with his legs. Pedro was not reconciled. This was his chance. He was cut off directly out of thin air. He did not pay attention to what angle Zhou Tiancheng was from. Overtaking, how can this be done? His eyes wanted to shovel on the spot, but Zhou Tiancheng didn't give him a chance at all. He quickly released a big foot and then jumped to the side to flash. He was still brought down by Pedro's movement, but did not cause any harm at all. Pedro lost a yellow card for his indifference.

Klopp grinned off the court and applauded Zhou Tiancheng.

After the opening of the second half, he deliberately temporarily withdrew Zhou Tiancheng's position to make full use of his excellent defensive position. Barcelona's counterattack in the second half was entirely within his expectations, so he first put on a low-key defensive posture. In this case, see how you attack!

Anyway, now Klopp only needs to score one more to equalize the total score, which is much less pressure than when he first started.

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