"Gooooooal!!! A powerful goal, it's hard to imagine that Zhou could still be killed under such siege. Diego Godin and Toby Alderweireld thought he was determined to eat him, hahaha, they still If you don’t know enough about Zhou, hahaha, a flexible big man, it’s him. Godin and Alder Vereld still need to buy a lesson before they know how stupid they have made!”

"Zhou Neng can carry Dortmund and get a share of the fight against the top giants. Perhaps this scene can make many people really understand that in addition to the incomparable technology, he also has an absolutely strong leader's heart."

Zhou Tiancheng waved his fist towards the audience, Atletico fans gave him a large boo, and even some people took advantage of the security at the scene and did not respond, throwing mineral water bottles on the field to protest, but this still cannot change his strength .

In addition to the German TV station, Marcel Reeve certainly spared no effort to cheer for this goal. The commentators of other European first-line media, even if the team they loved had suffered Zhou Tiancheng's losses, there was no reservation at this time. Earth applauded for Zhou Tiancheng.

Simone's face was blue, and he called Godin alone. In the face of his "home", who also had the same surname as Diego, Simone never lost his temper.

"Diego, what's the matter with you? Who asked you to greet Toby with you? Forget what I said? Let him stay behind you to protect the defense, why not follow the tactics?"

Godin scratched his head. He understood Simone's temper. At this time, it was reasonable to say that he should not pay back, but he couldn't help but whispered. "Boss, I have a yellow card."

He really didn't say okay. When he said this, Simone immediately glared at him: "That's also worth the result now. Little Diego, I have always trusted you. With your ability, you can't get a yellow card. What? You are a central defender, and need me to tell you what the central defender should do? Oh, little Diego, you are so fucking..."

When Simone scolded halfway, he shut up himself, as if realizing that he was wrong, if he shouted Godin's name, wouldn't he scold him?

Seeing assistant coach Boggs stubbornly dare not laugh, Simone felt that his face could not be held, shouted at Godin: "In this sense, Little Diego, do what you should do, defense! Defense !"

Godin was scolded so that he couldn't even talk, but he really wanted to say that to compete with such opponents, I am afraid that it was you, and I am afraid that the method is more rude than me.

But the last sentence still resonated with him, it is time to go all out, although he is very strong, but this time is not just an opportunity to show his value.

Simone puts a lot of emphasis on defense, and the more powerful the opponent is, the more so. He definitely has big ambitions for this home court, or else he will not change so that Costa Costa and Villa will play together with the two fronts, but he is more concerned about the midfield and backcourt.

He can't accept such a mistake. Being able to make Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo in the La Liga have a temperless back line should not be the background board for such goals.

Next, Atletico’s kicking method is simple and direct, whether Godin directly from the backcourt or handed over to the sideline Turan and Uruguay international Christian Rodriguez, in fact, the goal is only one, to send the ball to two The striker's head or foot.

This kind of play can simply avoid direct confrontation with Dortmund midfield, but Simone can't help but see Dortmund's back line too simple.

Although it is not as terrifying as Zhou Tiancheng's leading midfielder, no one can pinch it. Villa successfully attacked, but Dortmund's foothold was not stable.

Although Diego Costa has a strong impact on the high ball, Humels is closely guarded by his side and does not lose to him one-on-one.

He cleared the ball out of the penalty area in time. After fighting against Gendoan and Mario Suarez, he left the ball under his feet and then got up and passed it to Zhou Tiancheng.

Now this German international midfielder has finally found his sense of presence in this game. Zhou Tiancheng praised him in his heart, and naturally will not waste such an opportunity.

A long pass was released to the side, passing the top of Felipe Luis's head with precision, directly to Royce's feet.

In front of a large open area, it is extremely suitable for Royce to open the small motor.

Two consecutive sprints were cut inwards, and Ald Vereld buckled up for the defense. Godin made up from the other side at this time and directly dropped the shovel.

At this moment, Royce showed a flaw. He slightly turned the ball to the outside. The whole person deliberately ran around Godin's outstretched leg. It is naturally best to flash the angle, but if he can’t do it... …

Godin's legs are still long enough to cover a very large area, and Royce still stumbles on his legs.

It's just that Royce was already prepared. The moment he fell, he shouted deliberately, increasing the degree of exaggeration.

Godin immediately got up and raised his hand to signal to the head referee, but Ma Zhiqi was very firm, and ran to the whistle hurriedly~lightnovelpub.net~ and pointed to the penalty spot.

Godin was anxious and ran over to complain: he just met him just a little bit, and the referee met a crazy actor...

If it is this time, the high-tech system with the help of var video assistant referee may have the possibility of reversal. But at the time, in this game, everything could only be left to the young Ma Zhiqi. It is obviously not easy to change.

Royce ran up quickly and Zhou Tiancheng high-five.

"It's amazing, Zhou."

"Running XiaoHun, Marco."

"Hahaha!" The two smiled at each other, and this tacit understanding was really not covered.

Royce ran away after a brief celebration, and had a discussion with several frontcourt players. The penalty for this penalty was nobody and Zhou Tiancheng.

According to everyone's statement, the Madrid people secretly counted you twice, and you have to pay them back with two knives in person, which is regarded as a point of interest.

It is better to obey than to obey. Seeing that the referee is staring, Zhou Tiancheng does not refuse to say anything. He looked at the long-handed goalkeeper Kurtuwa. The other party stood in front of the door and kept whistling and dancing to interfere with Zhou Tiancheng. .

But Zhou Tiancheng just glanced at him lightly, rubbing the ball calmly, directly hitting the middle of the goal, playing the simplest psychological battle with Kurtova and hitting easily.

"Pretty! Steady hit, penalties for Zhou Tiancheng, there is no challenge. Kurtova's action just now is really funny. With a wound, he can single out the entire back line to complete the goal. The psychological quality is strong to this level. Will the person fall to the penalty spot? Dortmund has overtaken it, it only took twelve minutes, it's that simple!"