Vol 4 Chapter 676: The spoon sets a new record

The football style of a professional player is closely related to his character. To a large extent, it is character that makes his football.
　　
　　Rooney will never be Pirlo. Whether he has a reasonable beard or a chubby shaves his chin and then sharpens his chin, he is still Lu Xiaopang even if he has a cramp.
　　
　　 Rooney kicks the midfielder, you can't learn Pirlo's elegance even if you force him with a gun. Xiaopang is essentially the Green Forest Mountain King with a thirteen-ring machete on his back.
　　
　　 Similarly, Pirlo can't learn Rooney's iron-bloodedness and ferocity, or even Rooney's involuntary sense of responsibility on the court.
　　
　　 Lu Xiaopang has been kicking attackers all his life, either a terminator or an organizer, and he has no midfielder covering skills. Allardys asked him to retreat and did not expect him to provide defensive coverage in the midfield. This is Schneiderlin's job.
　　
　　 Defensive card position, provides accurate long pass when counterattack, if there is a chance to rush again, it is fine, Lu Xiaopang is already fat old Lu, not the Prince Everton or the leader of the Red Devils alone.
　　
　　 But Rooney is not idle at all. If you let him not shovel someone on his back, it would be more uncomfortable than killing him. Therefore, the old fat can often be seen on the court recklessly returning to defense, chasing people if he can't catch the ball, and the effect of chopping vegetables and melons after a meal is quite good.
　　
　　 Some people criticized Rooney for being independent, others criticized him for being a mountain top, some said that he spit out cakes, said that he had technology without details, but no one criticized Rooney for being lazy.
　　
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　　 In the first half, the battle reached 2:2, which made the atmosphere at Goodison Park suddenly tense.
　　
　　 Guardiola frowned and thought about whether to continue 4-3-3 in the second half or change to play three central defenders or three central defenders?
　　
　　 Walker, Lao Kong, Ota, and Laporte make up the defense line. One of the biggest features is that they can change into three central defenders at any time, and any combination of three or three of the four can be used.
　　
　　 After the change, there is no problem. The biggest problem is how to put the front? For example, today, Sane played a 4-3-3 left forward. He is Sane. Once he changes to a 3-5-2 left midfielder or wingback, he will shed tears.
　　
　　 If it is normal, Lao Gu will remove him, change Delph or B seat or even Foo to board, but today Sane's condition is so good, Lao Gu is a bit reluctant.
　　
　　After thinking about it, Guardiola decided to stay unchanged and replaced Walker with Derby in the second half.
　　
　　 Kyle Walker was affected by the ‘fifa virus’. He was in a normal state today. He had weak assists in the first half. He was repeatedly breached and molested by Bolasi in the defense.
　　
　　 If Walker is in good condition, it is very suitable for a right wing back who seamlessly connects with a 3-5-2 formation. In the England national team, he and Trippier often play a right center back/right wing back.
　　
　　 In the second half, Manchester City kicked off the ball first. After three passes and two fells, Debuich assisted. After lining up with Sterling, he pulled the football back to the top of the arc.
　　
　　 Zhuo Yang's cycling is different from others. Others basically wait for the defender to push them before they choose to use cycling skills to break through, and Zhuo Yang often steps on without waiting for the opponent to come up.
　　
　　 Schneiderlin was bewildered by Zhuo Yang's instantaneous driving skills. Before the seal was under his nose, he automatically braked first. Of course, Zhuo Yang pedaled the car unceremoniously and passed.
　　
　　 Michael Keane thought that Zhuo Yang had to brake hard after crossing Schneiderlin, so he deliberately took a step forward to cut off the pace. Unexpectedly, when Zhuo Yang jumped out of the car, the spring step turned to the left and his movements were silky smooth.
　　
　　 This time, it became a brush with Keane. Already stepped on the big penalty zone line, and only Pickford was left on the opposite side.
　　
　　 I can't shoot you, I will pass you!
　　
　　‘哐嘡! 'Suddenly, someone scooped over with scissor legs behind him, and almost didn't throw his nose out.
　　
　　 Rooney, who has never been lazy, didn't choose to watch the show when Zhuo Yang made a series of breakthroughs in the middle.
　　
　　 Such a chase defense, Rooney can't control himself at all, as long as he can run, he is used to it.
　　
　　Rooney didn't even think about fouling Zhuo Yang. He went to the ball, but Zhuo Yang was too fast and his legs were a little shorter.
　　
　　I'm in trouble. Zhuo Yang fell far in the penalty area. Although the foul spot seemed to be on the penalty area line, the referee had to issue a penalty kick, which was justified. As everyone knows, Zhuo Yang penalty kick = goal.
　　
　　 Without waiting for the referee to go wild, Zhuo Yang smashed, and he fell hard enough.
　　
　　 After slapped his body, he figured out that Rooney had caused the damage. Zhuo Yang was angry at Rooney and forced him towards Rooney with murderous aura.
　　
　　 Yo, Zhuo Yang turned his face. Rooney said in his heart: This product has always been flipped, and he really dared to make a fist. Huh? My face is not given anymore?
　　 Forget it, just turn it over. You Zhuo Yang is awesome, and Rooney is not muddled, and there is you and me in the rivers and lakes. You can fight well, but I can't fight anymore?
　　
bring it on. As long as you dare to do it first today, my red flower Tai Sui Rooney's pair of sandbag-big fists will learn from you, come!
　　
　　 Rooney has practiced boxing, and he has practiced it, not on his lips.
　　
　　 "Hmm—!" Zhuo Yang shouted in anger: "Little fat, I said that your sister-in-law belongs to you. I don't want to grab it. Why are you still reluctant and unreasonable?"
　　
　　Rooney: "..."
　　
　　 Lu Xiaopang couldn't laugh or cry, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood.
　　
　　 "You're a second-hand, don't be afraid that lip-type experts will turn these words out, and then it will add confusion to both of us."
　　
　　"Ang~Angangang~~" Zhuo Yang smiled like a donkey, no, he should be like a penguin. He has laughed like this since he returned from fighting in South Africa.
　　
　　 "Angang~~, I'm not afraid. I just heard that your Corinn dare to slap you, isn't it true?"
　　
　　 "Bumping." Rooney's expression was unnatural if he didn't curse. "I didn't mean it just now, so let's take your penalty kick."
　　
　　 "Angang~~"
　　
　　 However, the referee gave Rooney a yellow card, but only awarded a free kick on the penalty line.
　　
　　 "Ang Ang~~ Humph—" Rooney learned Zhuo Yang's smile, but he accidentally laughed out a pig cry.
　　
　　 The free kick in the penalty area has always been difficult to kick, but Zhuo Yang was the one who kicked it, but no one dared to be careless.
　　
　　 The eight-person wall almost sealed the line of sight of the goal frame, and the remaining two were also received in the penalty area to prevent idleness, leaving the 1/4 gate on the right to Pickford to guard it, so that he could observe the course.
　　
　　 Zhuo Yang waved his hand to let Feidinxi who was trying to come and make a fake tiger to walk away. He measured his steps and stepped back and withdrew all the way to seven or eight meters.
　　
　　 This is a posture to make the overlord stick to the bow.
　　
　　 Zhuo Yang is not known as a heavy gunner, that's because he knows a lot. On the contrary, his heavy firepower and long-range bombing can't be underestimated.
　　
　　 Pickford's heart tightened. In the first half, Zhuo Yang's missed long shot shook his arm and he had already planned to go back after the game and take a good soak in the medicinal wine, the Indian recipe.
　　
　　 The whistle sounded, and Zhuo Yang began to run up. The small steps quickly turned into a vigorous kick on the ground, and the tom tom seemed to be heard from the drum.
　　
　　 can clearly see the quadriceps bulge on the front of his thigh.
　　
　　 Pickford at the door said: Can I seal it? Oops, just forgot to spit on the glove, don't let it go...
　　
　　 Rooney in the wall said: Will this guy take the opportunity to avenge my face? He has this footwork. This has to be drawn, and it is estimated that the face lifts a year ago were done in vain...
　　
　　‘Oh! ’
　　
　　 Zhuo Yang’s left foot stepped on the side and rear of the football, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com naturally raised his right foot back, still quadriceps. The chest is already facing the right 1/4 door exposed by the human wall.
　　
　　 He wanted to drop ten times in one effort, so he took it forcibly.
　　
　　 The fastest speed in the universe is the speed of light. It only takes four years for light to travel to the nearest neighboring star. Human thoughts are faster than light. Think about Kepler-452b, the "Cousin of the Earth", which is 1,400 light-years away, which is just a flash of thought.
　　
　　 At this moment, Zhuo Yang quickly approached the football's right foot faster than thought, because he made you too late to think about it.
　　
'Snapped! ’
　　
　　 suddenly turned into rubbing.
　　
　　 How did Qin Ming’s mace suddenly become the invincible embroidery needle of the East?
　　
　　How did the heavy metal rock "Novemberrain" of Guns and Roses suddenly become "Exploring the Water River" by Zhang Yunlei Jiao Didi?
　　
　　 Li Yuanba’s incarnation as a pseudo-mother makes Yuwen Chengdu crisp to the bone...
　　
'brush! ’
　　
　　 The football dropped to the net from the upper left corner of the door frame, Rooney's face didn't need to be re-lifted, Pickford was still silly looking at the puppet.
　　
　　 is not a lob shot, not a rubbing shot, in fact, he is just a spoon.
　　
　　 Free kick and spoon scored, Totti, Pirlo, Zidane called the insider.
　　
　　 3:2, Manchester City took the lead again, Zhuo Yang scored the 35th Premier League goal this season, a new record was born.