Vol 3 Chapter 791: 1 odd 1 is not accepted

　　 Madrid has more than three hundred days of sunshine a year. The scarce rain will not make Yusi more romantic, but will only be a frustrating trouble. The weather is not expensive.
　　 0 ℃ in northeast China may be a thick trousers thing, but the same temperature appeared in India, that year more than 10,000 people died. Madrid's rain will not drown people, but no one will like it, even the Spanish youth does not like it.
　　The 29th round of La Liga's national derby battle, the score was still 3:3 at 80 minutes, and an unexpected spring rain suddenly came. The thin and dense rain curtain weaves a tulle in the neon light of the Bernabeu, and the stadium looks like a fairyland.
　　 It's a pity that there are no gods in the fairyland, only two wars of reckless men.
　　 The game reached the 82nd minute, Real Madrid has been completely passive at this time, Barcelona seems not to take this 3 points today without giving up. In a misty rain mist, several giants slammed in joy and took turns. There was rain in the air, but there was not a little slippery wet on the ground, which made them all like super kings.
　　 Speaking of superior technology, Chilean Sanchez is not as good as Mei Mei, he mainly depends on speed. However, Sanchez did not come up shortly after the bench. At the end of this extremely competitive game, his physical advantage was very large.
　　 In the corner of the big penalty area, Sanchez fell under the impact of Dasha Carvajal and Angel Di Maria. This place is very sensitive, it can be inside and out, and the action of the three people is also very ambiguous, squeezed together like a foul or no foul, it depends on what the referee means.
　　 Real Madrid hadn't had time to worry, Mr. Marinko quickly made a sentence, accompanied by anxious whistle, he pointed his right finger to the white spot.
　　 now has a penalty!
　　 Real Madrid players surrounded Marinko by jumping like a jumping tiger: do you still have a king, do you dare to judge double vague things?
　　 Mourinho was right, the 41-year-old sociologist Untiano Marinco did like to pick Real Madrid's thorns.
　　 Zhuo Yang didn't go to the referee to raise the bar. He knew it was useless. Even if the penalty was misjudged, there was no reason to overthrow on the spot. It was nothing more than putting pressure on the referee to give the idea of ​​finding balance later.
　　 Zhuo Yang is pondering how Boss Mei intends to play this time, whether it is Xinhuazi or Laohuazi, or come down to earth.
　　 He rubbed against Mei's boss: "Hey, this... isn't a penalty, don't you promote style?"
　　May, the boss wiped the water on his face and laughed: "I have nothing to do with Real Madrid, rest assured, is it true that the penalty kick is correct, I will not let others give it, 嗤嗤嗤~"
　　 Xiaobu also came over, and also laughed to see the leek in the back molars. "Lao Zhuo, we are not like you. The more misjudged the ball against Real Madrid, the more addictive we get. If you add offside and handball plus a flop, it will be the most addictive, giggle~"
　　 Zhuo Yang is no longer wrong. The national derby is not a place to talk about the dispute between gentlemen. It must be said that these are either fake models or moral abductions.
　　 "Boss Mei, how are you going to play this time?"
　　 "Ahahahaha~" Messi and Xiaobu Wenyan couldn't help but smile directly, how could he answer him?
　　 The scar also ran up and down: "Do you believe it or not? We dare to play like that again."
　　 "You don't play collectively is my grandson!" Zhuo Yang gritted his teeth.
　　 "Ahahahaha~~~"
　　 There was no use for fart lifting. Boss Mei had already stood in front of the white spot, wiped the grass scraps and mud on the football a little, put it back and waited for the whistle.
　　 Scar and Neymar are still guarding an arc angle, and make a starting position of 100 meters, but this time Real Madrid's defense will inevitably not let them succeed.
　　 Zhuo Yang was very determined. Even the densely woven rainnet did not make him blink at Messi’s eyes. Brother Octopus, who is more important to the collaboration, made a whisper. After all, he was just played too hard.
　　 ‘beep—! ’The whistle sounded, and boss Mei lifted his left foot after a few steps of running. Zhuo Yang, who saw the truth, did not hesitate to give a clear instruction of ‘bottom right’.
　　 Brother Octopus flew out.
　　 The goalkeeper saves the penalty, instead of throwing left and right on the goal line, but towards the side of himself or the left or right side of the front, because this will have a greater blocking angle.
　　 But it’s not that the higher the better, because people don’t fly as fast as football, otherwise why not go directly to the white spot?
　　Octopus Lopez threw a little more forward this time, because he was afraid of being played by Barcelona again and could not afford to lose others. Some of the top can prevent the previous scene from happening as much as possible.
　　 also had doubts about Zhuo Yang's judgment.
　　 Messi didn't have any tricks, that is, the left foot arch pushed hard and pushed the bottom right corner of the goal.
Maybe it was only a centimeter away, maybe Brother Octopus’s fingertips had been rubbed onto the football, but because of the greater angle of his forward flapping, he was exposed to rain and the faster football passed the intersection earlier than him, Then hit the net against the inside of the post.
　　Barca 4:3, with real and strong confidence, Messi finally defeated Zhuo Yang's correct prediction of the penalty kick, this time without any coincidence.
The people dressed in red and blue stripes celebrated for the fourth time in the audience. Zhuo Yang looked at Brother Octopus lying on the ground in surprise. Of course he saw the mistake of his goalkeeper's saving action. This is by no means a 33-year-old goalkeeper. Mistakes made.
　　 Zhuo Yang did not question or blame Diego Lopez, nor did he go to pull him up, but ran the goal goal alone to pick up the football, and then silently ran back to the middle circle.
　　 Ancelotti replaced Bell with Sloppy Morata for the final stroke. Barcelona, ​​who led the away game, also replaced the scar with young guard Baltra, referring Mascerano to the midfield to strengthen the defense.
　　 Martino is always like this. He doesn't have the guts of Guardiola and Vilanova's more offensive offense. When he is good, it is the professional habit developed by Martino's coaching the "weak traveler". In the Camp Nou and Real Madrid game last October, it was his conservative adjustment after the lead that gave Real Madrid the last chance of a tie. Barcelona also lost a lot of points for the same reason throughout the league.
　　Obviously, Martino's coaching experience and level determine that he can't break through the inner structure in just one season~EbookFREE.me~ Real Madrid have not lost this season, even in Bernaburi. Undefeated season is not Real Madrid's goal, the championship is, but losing to Barcelona at home is more uncomfortable than losing to Hativa.
　　 The national derby must not be allowed to give up, as long as the final whistle does not sound, Real Madrid will not admit their fate, even if one less.
　　 Just when May boss ran to the Barcelona expedition fans to celebrate in the stands, he did not hesitate to take off a yellow card and kissed the Barcelona team logo in public. This scene deeply stimulated Mei Lingge and Real Madrid players.
　　 But Zhuo Yang was not stimulated by this, and he had tired of the Barcelona team emblem in those two years. But today Mei boss's two penalties, one positive one and one odd all made merits, but stimulated him.
　　 "Master Tu, I don't think they can go back so easily."
　　 "I am the same!"
　　 "Tuye, I think I can still do something at this time."
　　 "I am the same!"
　　 "Master Tu, who are you learning to speak with? It sounds familiar."
　　 "You forgot? Then, Barak, Michael Barack."
　　 "Butcher, don't learn him, he is the Guinness runner-up record, I will always be the champion."
　　 "I'm the same!!"
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