The Real Madrid players walked towards the passage with their heads down. They didn't want to experience the disaster in the first half, they just wanted to quickly escape from the stadium, because it was not applause, not cheers, but overwhelming, boos.

This is Bernabéu.

You can think he is arrogant, you can think that he is unkind, you can think that they are not tolerant of the team, but this is Real Madrid, this is the Bernabeu.

Because they are "Royal"-Madrid, its name came from the Spanish king a hundred years ago, it is the best club of the twentieth century, it has enough capital and heritage to be proud.

Here, the pride of the club is higher than the players, higher than the coach, higher than everything, and tonight, the white knights off the court ruined this pride.

"The incredible first half of the game is finally over," Zhan Jun said in memory. "It was an extremely exciting first half. The Chinese star Mark Qin performed a hat-trick in the first half. Liverpool's visit to the Bernabeu definitely surprised everyone. Leading 4:1..."

Juande entered the dressing room early, frowning and pacing back and forth. The result of the first half broke him down. He felt that his days here could count down. Seeing the players coming back in despair, he wanted to scold them. A meal.

But this is Real Madrid, not the small club he used to stay in. He has to curb his temper. The idea of ​​a five-guard floats in his mind again, and then is instantly suppressed.

This is really not a place for personal stay!

"In the second half, Marcelo replaced Gago on the field, playing left midfielder, and Sneijder went to midfield to play center midfielder." Juande finally had to arrange tactics step by step. In the first half, there are always people who have to sacrifice. Gago has no sense of presence in the midfield.

Gago silently took off his sneakers and shin guards without breaking the silence in the locker room. The Pampas eagle, known as the new "Redondo", faintly folded its wings at the Bernabeu.

Calderon ran to the door of the dressing room angrily. He wanted to kick open the door of the dressing room when he wanted to lift his foot, but his feet hanging in the air couldn't kick it anymore. Finally, he put it down weakly and sighed. He turned and left helplessly, his back lonely.

This is a game that affects the fate of too many people, especially for Real Madrid, which is currently in a sensitive period of change. Maybe in the summer of three months, everything will be new and everything old will be swept into the trash. From the chairman to the players, everyone is full of unknowns about the future.

"Tonight, Prince Anfield outrageously reigns at the Bernabeu, forty minutes"

"Real Madrid defeated, beaten in half, Liverpool shines in Europe"

"Mark, the perfect combination of talent and art, the next Zidane? 》

Immediately after the first half, the mainstream European football media couldn't wait to update the latest news of the game in their own network news positions, and touted everything they could do.

They are not worried that Liverpool will be turned over in the second half. The joke is Real Madrid's papery defense. Don't get four more in the second half is success. Do they think Bernabeu will be the next Istanbul?

This game is the most exciting of all the games. There are topics, stories, stars, and everything. If you don't report on this game, why don't you go to see Mourinho put the bus?

The Liverpool generals looked relaxed, talking and laughing out of the Bernabeu passage, in stark contrast to their seriousness an hour ago.

On the contrary, it was the confident Real Madrid players before the game, they all pouted when they walked out of the channel, because they faced a difficult choice in the second half.

Glory, or shameful, to die.

...

They choose glory for themselves.

"Let's see Real Madrid choose to substitute at the beginning of the second half. Marcelo replaced Gago, who had a mediocre performance in the first half. In this case, Sneijder should play midfield?" Zhan Jun asked.

"It should be," Zhang Lu said, "Real Madrid try not to lose the ball in the second half, and get back one or two, so that the score can be better. I guess the comeback, hey, hope is very slim."

Proenka once again blew the whistle for the start of the game, and there was a "madrid" cheer from the stands. This is Real Madrid fans.

They will hush you when you perform badly, and then encourage you when you should do well. After that, you will struggle in the ice and fire.

Makqin followed the ball to Real Madrid's halftime just like the first half. He thought to himself that Real Madrid's fans are really difficult to serve. No wonder it is the best club in the twentieth century.

After Sneijder arrives in midfield, the advantage is that his body is worse than Gago. Facing Premier League-level defense and collision, he can handle the ball. It's not as embarrassed as Gago, but his running ability and range are a bit worse. Gago, in a word, is the slow frequency.

Marcelo and Robben frequently pressed on, and the water master Ramos was unwilling to be lonely. At the beginning of the second half, Real Madrid showed a frenzied attack for a comeback.

The snow and ice that was almost blown away by the red wind in the first half has a tendency to condense. The break of time will always give people a sense of self-comfort and a reason to start again.

However, the destined trajectory will not change because of a matchup that has not changed even the formation. After the ball entered his own half, Makqin still made Sneijder like Gago in the first half. Similarly, it is difficult to forward the ball.

"Real Madrid's offensive in the second half improved. Marcelo on the left is very active. If you don't look at his defense, his dribbling and offense are indeed very characteristic," said Zhan Jun watching Real Madrid's offense.

Before he finished speaking, Marcelo received a ball from Diarra near the sideline of the penalty area corner, swayed directly inward, and then quickly swiped to the outside line, out of the way of a pass. File, pass directly from the left foot.

He is not yet an evolved left-back with an inscribed organization, and now there is not so much in his mind. For him, this attack is considered a success, but for Real Madrid, it means the end.

How could it be possible to get the header from the two forwards of Real Madrid? As a result, the two central defenders of Liverpool were leaning on the forwards of Real Madrid. Reina attacked easily and took the ball in one hand. Then without thinking, a strong man dropped the ball. It was thrown to Maqin who moved to the left center.

Shui Ye Ramos is dead, so he hurriedly chased it back. If Maqin was dribbling the ball, he might really let him catch up, but Maqin took off the ball with his back and right foot, and followed by a half-turn. Left foot over the top of the ball.

"Makqin, pass directly, hit behind Pepe, Torres", Zhan Jun shouted immediately, "Liverpool's counterattack is coming again", because in the first ten minutes of the second half, the rhythm is really like Real Madrid attacking, Liverpool counterattacking .

Torres followed the ball and went straight to the penalty area, Cannavaro quickly moved to the corner of the penalty area, and Pepe was desperately chasing.

"Torres, Torres, he is going to cross Cannavaro, Pepe, a vicious sliding tackle, he put Torres, a free kick in the corner of the penalty area"

The monk Pepe's emotions are almost out of control. In this game, he and Cannavaro are similar to the colander. Here at the Bernabeu, you can imagine their pressure.

"I tackled the ball, the ball, the ball..." Hearing Proenka blowing his whistle, Pepe got up and out of control and rushed to him, yelling at him in Portuguese mixed with Spanish, if not by chance. Cannavaro quickly hugged him from behind, maybe he was really going to stage a full martial arts.

"Oh, Pepe is a bit out of control. He is yelling frantically to the referee. This is not a wise move. It is a foul. Oh, yellow card. Don’t bother Pepe anymore. If he is sent off by a red card for irrationality, He will really be the sinner in this game"

"Shhhhh..." Bernabeu booed again. This time it should be given to the referee. Proenka shrugged, lowered her head and wrote Pepe's number on the yellow card, and then motioned to Maqin who came up. Free kick.

Most of the free kicks around the penalty area were taken by him, which also symbolized a status.

"Goooooooooooaal......, another one, another one, I just finished boasting that Real Madrid performed better in the second half, I really can't help but boast......" Zhan Jun shouted the English goal celebration slogan, otherwise it was not enough to show his excitement.

Skrtel and Torres ran side by side with their shoulders on their shoulders to the sidelines. Just now, Skrtel hit the ball from Maqin at the first point. Torres in the small penalty area was lucky enough to grab the second point. Shaking his head and attacking the door, he once again broke Wound Casey's ten-finger pass.

"5:1, 5:1, my god, there is the Bernabéu. Liverpool have to score as many goals as they need. They are crazy in this game," Peterson yelled incredibly.

It depends on how bad Real Madrid’s defense is. To tell the truth, Liverpool’s offensive momentum in the second half was much more convergent than in the first half, but this is how it can score. Real Madrid can blame itself, but who else can.

Some Bernabeu fans have already started to leave early. This is just approaching sixty minutes. This is something that hardly happened in the Bernabeu game.

Juande and Calderon were completely ashamed. Real Madrid players stood blankly on the court, some with hands on hips, some speechless, and there were still thirty minutes to finish.

When is this painful suffering?

A goal made them remember all of the first half, yes, all, that was the fear and wailing of falling into the abyss.

Soon, it's almost over, let the blade of destiny come to a complete end.

On offense and defense, Real Madrid has no choice. Either way is wrong. After the kick-off, the water master Ramos angrily brought Kuyt down from behind. When Kuyt stood up to confront him, he pushed Give him a hand.

The soft-hearted Proenka just gave a yellow card, and the game was so embarrassed that he was really embarrassed to stab the **** white wound again.

"Calm down, calm down, we have lost the ball, are we still embarrassed?" Raul whispered in his ear while holding Ramos.

With this goal, the mentality of Real Madrid players has completely collapsed!

It's just that the blade of destiny hasn't arrived yet, and they still haven't got the last, liberation! , Come on, give a happy one!

So, happily, arrived as scheduled, as if the hand of fate was pushing the black-haired boy to perform the destiny, fate.

Zinane squeezed the corner of his eyebrows and watched the teenager who had been staring off the court again get the ball in front of his own penalty area, but the score made him a little embarrassed.

Ramos, yellow card, Pepe, yellow card, Diarra, yellow card, Raul, yellow card, how do they defend against this?

The sword of Damocles on the right side of the big penalty area finally fell, and there was a final one.

Mark Qin swayed from side to side after receiving the ball, avoiding the leg that Sneijder stepped over to steal the ball, and then forward, Sneijder did not choose to foul, because this is Mark Qin's deadly free kick area, they had arrangements before the game.

It's just that the painful first half has not taught them, here, he can threaten the goal, not just free kicks.

The area on the right side of the penalty area is destined to witness the master of his time today.

He is here like a fish in water. Here, he can fly freely, move his right foot flexibly, and smash the ball to avoid Marcelo’s stretched leg, and then the outer instep is transferred to Gerald, who is already back. A light knock is a small range of cooperation.

"Mark, he's at the back of the arc top of the big penalty area", Peterson's voice is also looking forward to it, just like McManaman said, every time he comes here, he will make a killing.

Torres pulled inward, allowing Pepe and Cannavaro to complete a defensive shift, but this shift was a bit joking in the eyes of Mark Qin, because the retreat gave him enough space to swing his legs.

The calf swings quickly, and an arc of his left foot flies up like a fate, just like kicking a free kick, bypassing the top of the back of the back, and flying to the far end.

The crowd was so dense that Casillas didn't see him swing his legs at all. When he saw the ball flying from the close crowd, it was already, too late.

He just maintained a remedial posture, but didn't kick out, just looking at the ball like fate, bypassing the defender, bypassing him, the ball is not too fast, but the spin is very fast.

His eyes were fixed on the ball until it rubbed the post and hit the side net in the goal, and then everything went to the end!

He closed his eyes in pain, and even felt a little moist in his eye sockets. The whiteness of the whole stadium was not quiet, but dead. It was sadness that was greater than death.

The battle song of the horn will never sound again, and the prelude of sinking has almost come to an end.

Here is his, death zone, the third of the seven weapons, death-zone!

"GoalGoalGoal..., GoalGoalGoal, Mark, quartet, there is Bernabéu, Bernabéu..." There is no suspense in the game. Peterson's passion only bursts out for the black-haired boy alone, and his skills have superseded time and time again. Almost imagined.

Only the red corner is seen in the stands~lightnovelpub.net~ but I have seen my hands raised and bowed. If I go to see a Liverpool bar, my arms are all lifted into the sky and then bowed down.

Among the fans of Real Madrid, there were sporadic applause, then a piece, and finally the whole stand, the whole stadium, the applause was overwhelming!

This made the smiling Mark Qin ring at Old Trafford, making the opponent applaud, so pleasant.

It's just not enough, "Buy him, buy him, buy him!" The 80,000 people shouting in the stadium was shocking and stunned at the same time.

Below are a dozen players of their team and the coaching staff. In the chairman's box, the chairman who is about to step down is sitting. Then, the whole audience shouted in unison to buy an away player.

Oh, what kind of feelings this is, and what kind of humiliation to those who are now dressed in white!

Sammy Lee immediately realized that it was not good, and quickly changed three people, Torres, Maqin, Gerrard, and the trident of the front field all ended together!

This game is really over...