Chapter 1164 This Is so Unscientific

"Rashford scored his second goal in the Champions League. He still has to thank Wang Dong. I am really happy to play beside him. Many players are envious of him."

"I have said before that any dog ​​beside King Dong can score goals, and Rashford is the best dog. Van Persie and Falcao on the bench can't even do it. They were thinking before If they want to leave Manchester United, don't they want the Champions League? Unless they go to a club like Real Madrid or Barcelona, ​​or Bayern Munich, why would they leave Manchester United? Even as a substitute, they are still contributing to Manchester United. Some players are extremely poor. I will never win a Champions League in my life, but when I am with Wang Dong, sometimes I even forget how many I have won..."

When Rashford celebrated, he naturally looked for Dong Fangzhuo, who is now half of his master.

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"We're not in the same zone, are we?"

Messi sat on the sofa and looked sideways at Pique.

He was really worried and asked Harvey in a daze.

"No, it's a half-district."

"We are about to meet."

Xavi's expression was very pessimistic. He actually didn't know that Messi knew it clearly in his heart, but Messi just said it casually.

"If we want to win the championship, we will meet each other sooner or later. It doesn't matter if we meet in the semi-finals." Messi nodded and regained his composure.

He sat in front of the TV and watched both games. The more he watched, the more panicked he became.

In his career, it was his encounter with Dong Fangzhuo that made him look so ugly. If it were any other opponent, he would never lose his composure like this.

It's been like this for many years.

Harvey didn't say anything, just nodded silently.

The two of them were just silent. Maybe they had something in mind, but they didn't say it out loud.

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on site,

Allegri walked around in the command seat with a grimace on his face.

Then he looked at the bench, his eyes resting on Morata.

Is it possible to go to Morata now?

Are you a little anxious, wait a little longer?

He himself seemed a little hesitant. Because it is too early now, if you make a substitution at such an early time, it will be a waste of a substitution spot.

But if not, can we really score goals as soon as possible?

Feeling a little crazy!

beep,

The whistle blows again.

The game resumed and Manchester United slowed down their offensive pace slightly. They don't need to be anxious now.

However, it is not easy for Juventus, who need a goal, to break into Manchester United's penalty area. Because their tactical thinking is too simple and obvious, they just want to find Llorente.

Tevez instead responded from the periphery, but stayed away from the penalty area, which reduced his threat.

As a result, Tevez, who was feeling a little depressed, suddenly took a long shot from 30 meters away.

The ball flew directly high into the sky.

"Tevez,"

"old,"

"You are not the powerful striker you were back then."

Lineker sighed.

"Now Manchester United's defense has expanded, starting from Rashford. You can imagine how hungry they are for the Champions League. Every player is not a fool. They know what this season means."

Click,

Rashford brought down Pirlo in the frontcourt, and Pirlo fell on the turf and couldn't get up for a long time. The referee also gave Rashford a yellow card.

"pretty,"

"Rashford has improved again, and his tactics have improved at all levels."

"He can do more for the team."

"Is this also what King Dong taught him?"

Pirlo limped to his feet, but nothing happened in the end.

But not long after the game resumed, he was plotted by another player. Carrick easily pushed him on the wing.

Originally, Pirlo wanted to find space there, but he didn't expect that Manchester United's wing defense was also very strong.

"Where's Pogba? He needs to step up at this time.

But he didn't stand up. He should prove he is worthy enough to lead Juventus forward. Doesn't he think he is strong? After returning to Old Trafford to play for so long, he actually has no performance. Is he feeling guilty? "

At this moment, Juventus seems to have only Pirlo and Vidal fighting in the midfield. Although they are eager to equalize the score, the offensive rhythm is a bit chaotic. Pirlo couldn't get help from Pogba, and he was a little helpless.

If it were in Serie A, Juventus would actually be very strong. But now there is Dong Fangzhuo, the number one player in the world, opposite him! What can he do.

Pogba has been following Dong Fangzhuo and has never dared to join the attack. This is also his tragedy.

In the first 30 minutes, Juventus was still powerless.

"clatter,"

However, Dong Fangzhuo became more and more comfortable with the game.

Under Pogba's nose, he sent a direct pass to Rooney.

It's a pity that Rooney no longer has the speed advantage and is stuck in position by Bonucci.

"Rooney is really old,"

"Actually, he is really not suitable for Manchester United's rhythm. Unlike Scholes and Giggs, although his pedigree is from Manchester United, his too indulgent life for many years has ruined his body and feels that he has been beaten. If it's empty, he can only play half a game well..."

Juventus tried to launch a quick counterattack, Vidal received the ball in the middle, but was also intercepted by Rojo.

Dong Fangzhuo came back to respond, and Pogba was one step slower.

"That fool,"

"He simply can't keep up with Wang Dong's pace."

"Does he finally know what level of player he is now?"

By the time Pogba came to Dong Fangzhuo, Dong Fangzhuo had already transferred the ball to Mata.

Mata passed the ball diagonally to Rashford.

Rashford and Barzagli collided, and the two refused to give way to each other. As a result, Barzagli made an unnecessary movement in his hand and slapped Rashford's face with his palm.

beep,

The whistle sounded, foul.

"nice shot."

“It was a pretty well placed set piece.”

"It's Wang Dong's turn to perform."

"He had a chance to kick the ball in."

“We have to keep our eyes open because you could blink and you’d miss one of his great goals.”

The audience began to chant Dong Fangzhuo's name.

After the human wall was lined up, everyone in the stands held their breath...

Dong Fangzhuo crouched and stared at Buffon.

Buffon appeared in front of the door like a wooden sculpture, but Dong Fangzhuo knew that Buffon's heart would not be peaceful.

boom,

He also fired an elevator shot.

"Woohoo~"

No matter how high the wall is, it can't stop his superb shooting skills.

Just hearing a whoosh, the ball went directly over the wall, fell rapidly, and rushed into the goal.

"Ah ah ah ah ah,"

"Why the other side!"

Buffon was stunned;

Pirlo was also stunned,

This is so unscientific! It’s too difficult to shoot!

Elevator shots in the opposite direction require much higher quality free throws.

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