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Chapter 46 Chicken Soup Chen

"The referee of this game, Mr. Inigoro Honda, is about to take out the card! Mojun's movement this time was very big, but it was a foul from the side, and there was obviously a movement to stop the force at the end, which belongs to the category that can give a red card or a yellow card.

Now the Bayern players have surrounded Honda and want an explanation. Let's see what measures Honda will take - eh! A yellow card! It's a yellow card!"

"Oh, I was scared to death. I thought it would be a red dot package, but it seems that Honda-san also wants to see Mo Jun stay on the court and perform."

Not only the commentator, but also the audience and the girls on the sidelines, including Yueji Xun, breathed a sigh of relief, but the Bayern players were not happy.

Muller looked ferocious, stretched his head towards the referee, pointed at Schweinsteiger who was still hugging his knees and lying on the ground, and shouted: "This kind of foul only gives a yellow card? Oh, what on earth are you thinking?! Is it possible?

Will you give us a red card only if we get into the ambulance?!"

"Watch your words, little guy. Chen Mo's actions have no tendency to hurt anyone. I can see it clearly."

Referee Honda Inigoro is a referee specially selected by the Japanese J-League for this final who knows a little bit of German and Spanish. He held the yellow card with his fingertips and raised his eyelids: "Now, you should prepare for the penalty kick, unless you also

I want to get a yellow card."

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Looking at Honda Inigoro's fierce bald head, Muller muttered a few words and did not continue to exert pressure. He was very smart and knew the current situation and the range of actions just now. It would be difficult for Chen Mo to receive a red card, but he wanted to try

, after all, if Chen Mo, a tough nut to crack, ends, their chances of winning the championship will soar. There is nothing they can do now, so there is no need to involve themselves.

On the other side, Bastian Schweinsteiger was still holding his knees and kneeling on the ground, his side face in great pain, when a shadow blocked the sun.

"I said, I hit my shoulder, why are you covering your feet?"

The stumbling German language entered his cochlea. Schweinsteiger looked sideways and realized that Chen Mo had arrived beside him at some point.

Chen Mo leaned over and stretched out his palms, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I had no other way to do that just now. I was afraid of hurting you when I tackled you, so I had to hit you with my shoulder."

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"Okay, okay, stop pretending, get up, the battle between us is not over yet."

"You guy."

Looking at Chen Mo's sunny smiling face and then at his outstretched right hand, Schweinsteiger helplessly pursed his lips, grabbed Chen Mo's palm and stood up, rubbing his shoulders: "You run really fast, morning."

Once I knew it, I played it straight to the striker."

Wagner carried the ball to the penalty spot and communicated with the referee. Chen Mo leaned down in preparation for a sprint, turned his head and smiled and said: "I will be faster in the future, but did you design me in the midfield? That moment

Hummels' ball appeared in a different position than I expected."

"Nonsense, if everyone would act the way you expected, you would be God!"

"That's right, haha."

"Laughing? You are about to fall behind, do you know? The championship belongs to us!"

Schweinsteiger also leaned down, turned his head and said viciously. Chen Mo smiled and shook his head: "Impossible, the game is still more than half an hour away, the championship will definitely not belong to you. But, by the way, this is my first time.

It feels very novel to meet an opponent who designs tactics specifically based on my personality. Tell me, what does your coach think of me? Does he think I'm awesome?"

"Stop talking!"

The boy in front of him was too optimistic and frivolous, and the serious German was very unhappy at this moment, but he didn't see the boy's secretly clenched fist!

Soon, Wagner, who was on the 12-yard penalty kick, started to run up and hit the goal with a powerful and heavy shot, shooting the ball into the lower left corner of the goal!

"OHHHHHHHHHHH - Bayern No. 9 - Wagner scored a penalty kick! The score came to 3 to 2, and Bayern took the lead again!!!"

There were cheers on the sidelines, Bayern players ran to the corner kick to celebrate, but Barcelona was completely silent. Messi came to Chen Mo and apologized: "I'm sorry, if I had scored faster on that goal."

"No, this is my problem. I trust my prediction too much. If I had paid more attention to Hummels's position when I jumped for the top, the ball would not have been stolen. What's more, we still have

I didn’t lose, so what’s the point of apologizing for?”

Chen Mo patted Messi on the shoulder and applauded the Barcelona generals together. Looking at the depressed people, Chen Mo smiled and said: "Hey, hey, why are you dejected? Yes, now we are indeed lagging behind again, but this

It’s not entirely a bad thing!”

"What's the meaning?"

Pique was puzzled, and Chen Mo laughed and said: "What kind of game will be remembered by people? The so-called Nike Hope Cup final? No, no, no, this is just a Youth Cup game that attracts very little attention. Don't look at it in Japan.

The discussion is high. When we return to Barcelona, ​​people there may not even have heard of this game, but what if, what if this game is very exciting?! It is so exciting that many coaches, players and spectators will watch it after dinner, even

Discuss on the guest program "Which little guy performed brilliantly in that wonderful game"?!

Oh, don’t think I’m exaggerating. Bayern played very well, and we played equally well. We played a high-quality game together! And with Mr. Ronaldo as the commentator, what I said is not impossible! At the same time, we

Falling behind twice, equalizing twice, and now falling behind again. If we can finally win the game and make a huge comeback, we will definitely attract more attention! What does outside attention mean to us young players with an uncertain future? Everyone.

You all know it in your heart, right? So - wake up, everyone, the next step is an excellent opportunity to make a name for yourself!!!"

Having said this, Chen Mo straightened up, with the sun shining from behind. He stretched the back of his right hand into the middle of the crowd, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "The script of the Oscar-winning movie is right in front of me. Now I want to be the savior. Do you want to

Come!"

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"It's such a pity. After fighting hard for so long, Bayern still scored a goal first. This kind of blow is absolutely fatal to the morale and confidence of Barcelona players."

"Indeed, Barcelona's morale is likely to collapse due to the double blow of physical and mental strength. In this kind of game where the strength is very close and the physical exertion is very high, once one side cannot hold back mentally, there will be a lot of trouble next.

It could turn into a one-sided massacre."

"Yes, what Barcelona needs now is to stabilize their morale, but this is not easy. Hey, what are the Barcelona players doing? Mo Jun gathered his teammates in a circle. From the footage from the camera, he seemed to be excited.

What are you talking about? Are you encouraging your teammates? He put his palms in the middle, and he is indeed encouraging his teammates! Look, viewers, the faces of the Barcelona players have regained their confidence again. No, no, no, not so much

It’s confidence, rather than excitement.”

"It's amazing! There are thirty minutes left in the game, and I am still one goal behind at the bottom of my physical strength. In this case, I can still mobilize the emotions of my teammates. I am very curious about what Mo Jun just said. Okay, without further ado, the Barcelona players enter

The center circle is ready to serve, the next thirty minutes will determine the final winner of this Nike Hope Cup!"

(End of chapter)