Midfielder

The net was shaking behind Casillas, but the miracle goalkeeper of Real Madrid didn't want to get up from the grass. He could even feel a kind of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart, especially when Lin Yi passed by him with the ball. He couldn't suppress the feeling of powerlessness.

Facing a 16-year-old kid, the great Real Madrid team used three consecutive interceptions but failed to successfully steal the ball. From Solari to the last Casillas, they couldn't stop the ball from entering their own goal. Now they can only accept this helpless ending.

Lin Yi, standing behind Casillas, ended the attack with just a light push, but his roar had already shaken the Bernabeu.

Before shaking past Casillas and preparing to shoot, Lin Yi didn't even dare to exert too much force, although he really wanted to make the most fierce volley at that time.

But when he saw the ball go into the net, Lin Yi had already jumped up on the spot, and he clenched his hands into fists. "Roar!" He loudly released the depression in his body. The roar that had been pressing on his chest since Porto's home court could finally be shouted out.

"I said, I will definitely score! Take a good look at the score, and I'll give you everything you want!" Lin Yi roared at the Spanish reporters who were waiting to watch the show on the sidelines. This was a naked slap in the face. The slap was so crisp.

It is estimated that the most embarrassed group of people on the sidelines must be the reporters from AS. The only thing they can record with their raised cameras may be Lin Yi's back after scoring the goal, and the Real Madrid defenders with their heads down.

The group of people who were eagerly waiting for the superstars to perform behind the Porto goal were destined to be disappointed. The scene they expected has not yet been staged. Now the most outstanding people on the field are the guys they regard as barbarians.

The score on the big screen has been rewritten to 1:0. When the first half of the game reached the 37th minute, Porto took the lead in breaking the stalemate. Lin Yi's long-distance attack completely destroyed the fragile defense of Real Madrid.

Regardless of whether the on-site commentator is willing to accept this fact or not, he must reluctantly report this embarrassing score. Real Madrid is temporarily behind.

This may be the quietest half minute that the Bernabeu Stadium has spent since the day it was built. The whole stadium was silent. All the supporters of Real Madrid saw the whole process of the goal. They all opened their mouths and watched it silently.

From Solari's loss of position to Lin Yi's sudden start, they also saw the most familiar pendulum-style passing, but the person who was passed was replaced by Pavon this time. When Lin Yi waded past Casillas with flexible footsteps, all the fans were desperate.

This was a completely defeated defense. A group of people who have been famous for a long time actually had to watch a 16-year-old boy perform wantonly in front of them.

Now there are less than 2,000 fans from Portugal cheering passionately in a corner of the Bernabeu stands. At the start of the game, their voices were drowned out by the boos of the Bernabeu, but now, only here in the entire stadium can cheers of celebration be heard.

"We shout for the great dragon, we are Porto people, no one is your opponent, the powerful Porto is invincible, we are dragons, we want to fly to the sky! Even if you are the luxurious Real Madrid, you can't stop us from moving forward!!!"

Compared with the tens of thousands of people who were silent around, this was the only stand in the Bernabeu that was still celebrating. The Madrid people fell into endless silence at this moment. Even if such a voice sounded around them, they had no intention of fighting back.

Because they saw with their own eyes a black-haired kid performing a helpless long-distance raid in the Bernabeu, nearly 40 meters away, crossing three defensive players including Casillas, and using one person's power to defeat the Real Madrid team's gate.

This was a standard solo attack. Real Madrid's poor defense opened the door to the black-haired kid at this moment, allowing him to gallop across the grass and kill all directions until the entire city of Madrid fell into endless silence.

For the first time, the big screen at the Bernabeu Stadium did not play the goal just now, nor did it focus the camera on the scene on the scorer. It was not that they were not gentlemanly, but even the live broadcast could not bear to let the fans continue to see the black-haired kid's crazy celebration in front of the Real Madrid goal.

"Shut up!" After scoring the goal, Lin Yi put his finger on his lips and made a silent gesture to the entire Bernabeu. This was his best counterattack against the deafening boos. His roar and publicity after scoring the goal had deeply hurt the hearts of those Madrid fans.

When his teammates rushed over, Lin Yi was still holding his hands high in front of the goal and looking around the stadium. At this moment, he stood there like a conqueror. He seemed to be examining the shock he brought to the moment and enjoying the silence of tens of thousands of Madrid people.

Behind him are Casillas and Pavon with their heads down, and a group of teammates running towards him. There might be no more suitable background than this.

This powerful attack of nearly 40 meters may be the most crazy one for Lin Yi in all the games. He did not think about passing the ball during the whole process. Only when he kicked the ball into the goal did he feel that his legs were a little weak.

But he succeeded. This time, he swung a heavy punch and hit Real Madrid's chin hard. Goal was the best counterattack at this time.

Crazy teammates, one by one, pressed on Lin Yi's back. This group of crazy Porto people celebrated their victory in the counterattack. Although this was not the end, they could make the opponent speechless in the Bernabeu. This was already a reason for them to revel.

"Aha! You kid should thank me for clearing the ball in front of the goal! If it weren't for me, you would still be depressed watching the opponent lead!" Costinha hugged this magical little guy hard. It was this kid who turned Porto from a disadvantage to an advantage in an instant.

"Well done! Boy! Give them another hard one, let these Madrid people remember us forever!" Deco hugged Lin Yi tightly.

"Hey! Little guy, you have to give me at least half of the goal bonus for this game! It was my long pass that provided you with the goal opportunity!" Valente and the beasts trampled on Lin Yi while wandering around Real Madrid's half with him. This looked more like a demonstration.

These bandit-like guys had no scruples, and they would not consider the feelings of the opposing fans. Now they just wanted to celebrate to their heart's content!

Even the referee's urging could not disturb the elegance of these barbarians, including the guys on the Porto bench, who all stood on the sidelines and raised their hands to challenge the Bernabeu. This was the price that the Madrid people paid for their contempt for their opponents.

It hurts in their hearts, but they can only accept the reality helplessly. The crazy celebration of the Portuguese group deeply hurt the self-esteem of the Madrid people.

Queiroz is now depressed. The reality of falling behind 0:1 has made him give up standing on the sidelines and yelling at his players. What's the use of shouting loudly at this time? It seems that nothing can be saved except making himself look more like an idiot.

Compared with his depression, Mourinho seemed too relaxed at this time. This was originally a game without any pressure on results for him. The current leading situation made him completely relax his nerves. What he needed to see was already played on the court.

When Mourinho saw this goal on the bench, he also stood on the sidelines and waved his fist vigorously. He didn't care whether this would cause Queiroz's resentment. Anyway, what he wanted to see most on the court was this kind of sharp attack, fast, accurate, and a sword to the throat!

Lin Yi did not disappoint him. When others retreated, only his mind was thinking about how to attack and how to burn the deadly fire to the opponent's hinterland. From beginning to end, this kid did not intend to take a step back. Like a nail, he was nailed to Real Madrid's half.

This is the result Mourinho wanted most. He can send all the main players just to use the game to sharpen these guys to be more fierce and deadly.

However, this blow did not kill the Real Madrid team, but instead aroused the fierceness of these guys. Anyway, they were behind, so they had to use a more fierce way to equalize the damn score on the court. Apart from this, there was no way out.

Even if Queiroz's roar had disappeared, when Raul and Ronaldo stood in the center circle, their eyes were staring straight at the gate guarded by Baia, and their eyes were full of fighting feelings, not to mention Zidane who had told Lin Yi before the game that he would decide the winner.

When Raul kicked off and ran towards the opponent's half, the huge shouts that suddenly erupted from the Bernabeu represented the determination of the Madrid fans. They would rather let the team use offense to wash away such humiliation than let the team choose to retreat at this time.

Losing one is losing, losing two is also losing, and it has already embarrassed itself at its own doorstep, so now it needs to use offense to earn back this face.

"Attack! Real Madrid only needs to attack!!" Such a roar is not only the shout of the audience, but also the choice of these Real Madrid players.

After the restart, Real Madrid suddenly pressed forward with three lines tightly linked together. Although there was a large gap behind them, this forced forward pressure put great pressure on Porto's five midfielders.

The pursuit and interception began to appear in Porto's half, and Real Madrid's suddenly faster pace caused trouble for Porto's defense.

This strong pressure indirectly caused Porto's defense to be compressed back to the penalty area. Ronaldo's two consecutive shots in the penalty area were all rubbed against the goal post and went out of the bottom line. Porto's defensive pressure suddenly increased.

"Press forward! Press forward, don't retreat! Don't give the opponent a chance to control the midfield. What we want is the initiative in space! Fight with the opponent in the midfield and maintain the sense of position with your teammates!" Mourinho shouted loudly at his players on the sidelines.

1:0 is definitely not the final result. Mourinho has not forgotten the lesson from the last draw. He cannot leave these superstars the opportunity to move freely. He must press, and only the most ferocious press can give Porto hope of winning. The opponent must be dragged into the quagmire of confrontation throughout the field.

Even if Porto can afford to lose this game, it is not a way to retreat to the backcourt. They must learn how to fight to the end with their opponents when facing the giants. Only when Porto has such courage can they go further in the knockout stage.

You can't win the whole game by just a moment of fierceness. You must always maintain such confrontation in the game. Only by letting this idea take root in the minds of the players can Porto have the possibility of killing a road of honor for itself in the European Champions League.

However, the offensive ability of Real Madrid that broke out at this moment is amazing, especially when several offensive superstars are on the court. This destructive power is probably that even if the Italian national team comes here, they will definitely be torn open by their extremely sharp attack.

The French bald man who didn't want to lose to a little guy was the first to counterattack. In the 43rd minute of the first half, when the Frenchman faced Costinha head-on, his feet that had won countless honors suddenly began to exert force!

Beckham's long pass has become a regular weapon for Real Madrid, especially when Zidane receives the ball, Costinha's defensive pressure is the greatest, because he can't figure out what the Frenchman can do after receiving the ball.

This time, Beckham's long pass is still from the backcourt directly to the Frenchman who is wandering in the front midfielder position. Although Costinha has already stuck to Zidane in advance, the Frenchman told him with facts that it is impossible to keep a close eye on a judo master like this.

The French bald man used his extraordinary body balance ability to control the ball under Costinha's collision. Zidane not only stopped the ball, his movements were not only coherent, but also left no chance for the opponent to defend himself.

Sticking, turning, and pulling the ball with one foot, Costinha almost used his body to sense Zidane's escape. From the opponent's strength to the final shaking off himself, the core midfielder of the Porto team had almost no chance to intercept the opponent.

"The great Zidane is performing a magnificent football performance for us. He used his best Marseille turn to shake off the opponent's entanglement! Passing and getting rid of, he has shaken off two people in front of the penalty area!" Zidane's sudden effort aroused the excitement of the entire Bernabeu.

With a magnificent turn, Lin Yi, who was wandering around the arc of the center circle looking for opportunities, looked at the French bald man dozens of meters away, who was once again performing his football magic in front of the Porto team's penalty area. Costinha and Carvalho, who came up to defend, were shaken off by him with Marseille turns.

Just like what happened in the Porto penalty area a few weeks ago, the Frenchman's Marseille turn once again successfully broke through the Porto defense.

After flashing past the gap behind the defender, there was a gap enough for him to kick. When Zidane looked up at the goal, there was no one in front of him who could block his shooting route. Jorge Costa's sliding tackle could not reach the ball or Zidane at all.

With a strong swing of his left foot, the football was launched from Zidane's feet like a cannonball, rushing towards the Porto team's goal with a whistling sound.

Baia's side dive was fast enough, and he had even predicted the direction of the opponent's shot before Zidane kicked.

But this does not mean that he can stop anything. Zidane's shooting is aimed at an absolute blind spot, leaving no chance for anyone to save.

"Shua", Baia could only hear this heartbreaking sound when he fell from the air. He was depressed and pounded the grass hard with his hands.

Mourinho on the sidelines also sighed helplessly, but he did not mean to blame his players. Sometimes it is like this. Facing those great performances on the football field, you are destined to be a supporting role. Although you are unwilling, there is no way.

No matter what, when Zidane's continuous action from stopping the ball to shooting was replayed on the big screen, it was so beautiful and a very shocking performance. Even Mourinho could not find any fault with such a shot.

Now Porto can only blame their bad luck. The French bald guy always seems to have such a stunning performance when facing them.

1:1, the Frenchman's counterattack against Lin Yi took only 6 minutes. His shot put Porto and Real Madrid on the same starting line again.

However, when Zidane accepted the cheers of tens of thousands of Madrid fans at the corner flag, he did not see Lin Yi's expression. Real Madrid seemed to have returned to the Dragon Stadium a few weeks ago. They were proving to everyone that Real Madrid could still save themselves on the edge of the cliff.

There were less than two minutes left in the first half. The score of 1:1 seemed to be destined to be fixed on the big screen. Everyone was waiting for the end.

Queiroz, who just took a breath in the coaching booth, seemed to be waiting for the referee to blow the whistle to end the first half. At least he still had 45 minutes left to save his fate. The adjustment during the halftime break might be the time to do something.

Just like the Real Madrid superstars who saved the game just now, Queiroz was also thinking about how to save himself and the team's current situation.

But this guy from Portugal seemed to have forgotten something very important. In football, even if the game goes to the last second, as long as the referee's whistle doesn't sound, miracles will happen. But this time he witnessed everything with his own eyes.

When everyone was waiting for the halftime break, a black-haired boy moved like a knife after the ball was restarted in the midfield.

(First update, there may be a second update later, or in the early morning. There is a problem with my WORD. I need to clean it up. The saved manuscript has garbled characters, but it's not a big problem. It can be fixed. I will see what caused it later. Don't worry, I will definitely update more recently and will never default... Speaking of Rooney's departure, what will Manchester United do? I'm worried about Sir Alex...)