Spalletti jumped up and raised his arms to cheer. Anfield fell into the most fanatical riot. He chose to believe in the offensive power of the team after Mark Qin returned. The team did not disappoint him.

Soon after Maqin scored the goal, the first half of the game ended. Spalletti did not return to the dressing room early, but instead hugged Maqin who had come off the court.

"Good job, Mark, I know you can do it," Makqin kept talking about him with his arms around his neck. With him, Spalletti would have the confidence to compete for any championship.

Sometimes in your tactics, there is always one person who cannot be replaced. With him and without him, there are two levels of teams.

For example, Barcelona's Messi, Arsenal's small method in 2008, and AC's Pirlo, these people have used extremely strong personal abilities to change the team's play and even the rhythm.

The same is true for Makqin nowadays. Any fan who often watches Liverpool's games this season will know how important he is to Liverpool as the frontcourt tactical axis without looking at his goals. The organizer is also the most efficient terminator.

He played his unparalleled overall outlook, creativity and running talent in the frontcourt. Even Benitez, who did a good job at Manchester City this season, had to admit that he did not see the horse. Hacken has such great potential.

"He played the ninth and a half under my command, but he is totally in two styles with him now. Although he was able to score goals at that time, he is now an all-around fighter and he scores like a numb." Nites said.

"Then do you regret missing him?" the reporter asked.

Benitez in the interview area shook his head and said: "Many players develop opportunities and trajectories. Without if, he has his own path."

With such a team’s offensive thigh, Spalletti doesn’t cling tightly to the thigh, and it’s a ghost. "Mark, Mark", "God, God". The enthusiastic fans on the channel saw him come over and immediately started screaming crazy. , Some people even stretched out half of their body and straightened their arms just to give him a high-five.

When Spalletti saw this, he let go. Mark Qin straightened his arms and gave high-fives all the way. Xu felt it was too fun. After walking into the aisle, he took off his shirt again, took two steps back, and threw it away. Going up, suddenly aroused a scream.

"Mark", "Mark", and the staff along the road nodded to this pivotal figure at Anfield, and greeted them all the way.

This is my kingdom. Maqin smiled as he walked and thought, I want to be the greatest here. No matter how long it takes, I want the world to mention Liverpool. What I think of is Maqin!

"Wow", after sitting in the locker room, everyone applauded, applauding for Maqin's performance in the first half, "Thank you, okay, I will be embarrassed for the drums, haha", he sat down and said.

"Well, your performance in the first half was perfect, and in the second half..." Spalletti began to explain the requirements of the second half, and Ancelotti on the other side also made urgent arrangements.

"It seems that crazy Mark is back again. It's not your fault. After all, there is no goal he can't break in this league," Ancelotti said aggressively.

"Every team knows that the core of Liverpool is Mark, Mark, but we still gave him a few shots. This punishment is deserved." He chiseled the tactical board, a pair of which I have said countless times. Look like.

"Huh", Lampard and Ballack both saw red. They both thought of the Champions League final last season. They were one on the court and one in the stands.

What a crazy Mark, he bursts out and makes people feel trembling. You don't understand why he always finds the goal of football and passes it just right.

"It seems that my judgment is not wrong," said Zhan Jun in the commentary room. "As long as Maqin comes back, Liverpool will launch a strong impact on the championship. This season, there is no team that has the best, four or five teams. There is hope, and the first half of this game proved it."

"Eh", Zhang Lu nodded, "That's right, and for Chelsea, the biggest change this year is that their battle of positions is better than before, and the other is the outbreak of Drogba."

"The first few teams have heads of shooters, Chelsea's Drogba, Manchester City's Darren Bent, Liverpool's Mark Qin, Manchester United's Lu Xiaochu, Arsenal's Van Persie."

Zhan Jun went on to say, "I have scored a lot of goals, let me see, Van Persie has the least scored 15, Darren Bent and Rooney have 18, and 19"

"Makqin is really a bit uncontrollable this season. He has missed 6 games. Now he only scored 1 less than Drogba. There are already 24." Zhang Lu said with a smile, "If Makqin takes the most Good shooter, I don’t know whether to be a midfielder or a striker."

When the two were discussing the Premier League’s leading scorers, Liverpool and Chelsea’s players had re-emerged from the channel. After the intermission, the Reds fans once again put on gear, reaching the highest decibels.

How can we not be passionate and passionate about playing in such an environment!

Chelsea seemed to have completely entered this bursting state. Just at the beginning of the second half, Drogba showed why he had no solution this season.

"Cech's goal kick, big foot, Drogba chested the ball, horizontal..., shot..." Before I remembered to finish, Peterson saw Drogba kick the ball.

The distance of more than 40 meters was fleeting, and Renner in the large restricted area shook his spirits. He backed away in fright, and then jumped up, unable to reach him.

Then he heard a "bang" sound, the beam swayed, and the ball bounced high in the small penalty area. He quickly got up, jumped up again, and steadily took off the ball.

"Oh..." This time the Red Army fans were really taken aback by this violent beauty. What kind of tactics are needed for this kind of shooting? Just give him the ball.

"It's very risky. A Warcraft is a Warcraft", Zhan Jun shouted, "A volley from 40 meters away, stop the ball in the chest and turn around and hit it without hesitation."

"He and Makqin are getting better. Makqin smashed in in the first half and caught up with him. Drogba is probably a little anxious," Zhang Lu said.

Drogba is holding his head full of regret, Chelsea's two majors this season can't afford to provoke, except for Essien's unreasonable long shot, Drogba turns around and volleys from time to time.

They are all violent.

When Maqin watched this kind of unreasonableness in the backcourt, there was a feeling of liver tremor. This was the appreciation when he saw a sense of beauty that he could not play.

He also completely let go, turned his head and received Gerrard's thrust, his heel directly knocked the ball horizontally, dodge Ballack, just a gap is a long shot.

The ball also flew straight to the goal, more than 30 meters away, but it did not have the strength of Drogba. Instead, it drew an arc, and the swift response Cech slapped the crossbar.

"Mark immediately replied. Is this his response to Drogba?" Peterson exclaimed excitedly. Needless to say, the cheers in the stands explained everything.

Mark Qin hurried over to take a corner kick. After making a tactical coordination with Maxwell, he made an urgent and even cross from the corner of the penalty area and went straight to the back point.

"Point back, head the goal", Peterson saw Kuyt directly pressing Ashley Cole's forehead to the top. Fortunately, Cech's position was reasonable and he directly confiscated the ball.

Then he was a big foot and went straight to Anelka in the frontcourt, but this time Azpilicueta's selection was very good and he directly returned the ball to Reina.

"Liverpool has once again invested in a crazy attack. Today it seems that their passion will never fade. Gerrard, Lucas, Mark received the ball and he returned to the midfield to help organize."

On both sides, Vucinic and Kuyt kept running up and down, and Iaquinta was also pulling back and forth in front of them. Originally, Iaquinta was definitely one of the explosive points of this formation and play.

He is equivalent to Perrotta of Rome, but after playing for a season, he really didn't burst out. The biggest reason is that he is big and his dynamic passing ability is a bit weak. Spalletti had to let him play more support, increase Lucas and Gerrard plug in.

After the two attacks were pushed back by Chelsea to the 30-meter area, the ball returned to Gerrard's feet, Liverpool launched another attack, and the quality of this attack was particularly high.

"Gerald, take the ball forward, Lampard came up, handed it to Lucas, and passed continuously, Mark handed it to Kuyt inside, and Liverpool's offense started running," Peterson said.

Just like a butterfly wearing flowers, the entire team formed countless triangles, continuously passing horizontally and vertically, advancing layer by layer, and Kuyt gave it to Makeqin again.

In an instant, six people poured into Chelsea's penalty area, and they caught Chelsea by surprise. They found red everywhere.

Maqin paused, and Deco, who was in front of him, didn't dare to stretch his feet, but in the end he let Maqin hit directly through the crotch, and then quickly ran by his side.

"Liverpool, the attack is coming. This is Spalletti's pack of wolves tactics. There are too many people coming up in an instant, but it is better not to lose the ball. They have lost the ball this season and were counterattacked like this." Ka said.

Iaquinta finally made a good kick this time. Directly on the road where Makqin entered, the strength and distance are suitable. This kind of small-scale embroidery, he was not good at it, but after a season of running, it was a little bit Feel it.

"Mark, resolutely break in." When he saw Mark dodge Lampard's shovel, a lightweight half-height shot directly into the ribs of the penalty area, and then followed closely, Peterson expected Again.

In order to give himself space to sprint, the ball was picked a little deep. Seen from above, Carvalho, Cech, and Maqin ran towards the landing point at the same time, just one meter away from the small penalty area.

The distance is almost the same, everyone started their maximum speed, "Mark, Mark, see if he can get the ball, MyGod, what is this action~lightnovelpub.net~ Peterson shouted, holding his head.

The three people reached the landing point almost at the same time, except that Cech made a side push and Carvalho made a sliding shovel. Makqin's right foot reached the front of the ball first, and the ball stopped with his heel, followed by his left foot. Clamp the ball, then jumped up and turned around 180 degrees, and threw the ball out at about 90 degrees.

Slow in speaking, fast at that time, the whole action is just a momentary thing, this is completely a flower work, which is often seen in futsal football, jumping let him avoid the sliding shovel and Cech's side throw.

Then, the football was thrown directly into the empty goal by him!

"MyGod", McManaman held his head incredible, the entire stadium held his head incredible, only the black-haired boy staggered after landing, and glanced at the goal.

After confirming that the ball has entered the net, he turned around and opened his arms, and ran excitedly with his tongue out. This is a skill like juggling.

"Boom", the entire stadium was blown apart by this action, and the sound went into the sky! , Thousands of arms bowed to worship, "King, king, our king!"

"HataFKingGoooooooal......, Shit, Shit, Mark, I love you so much," Peterson roared frantically.

"This is the dance of the elves on the court. How did he think of using such a clever move, which makes the scalp numb with light weight," Zhan Jun couldn't help screaming.

Only the 18th, running constantly, nodding toward the stands excitedly, this is me, this is the present from my return!

At this moment, all those who saw this performance, no matter where they were, all had brain congestion, brain exploded, Gooooool..., only this shout can make passion gush...

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