Vol 3 Chapter 157: 8 cotton swabs

Lippi stood on the sidelines and was at a loss, at a loss. He couldn't believe his eyes. Zhuo Yang scratched his head the field, he could not believe it, thought he saw a fake Pirlo today. Zhuo Yang would like to run over and grab the sleepy face to see if he is posing as a teammate.
　　
　　Pirlo directly passed the bottom line, when the football flew over the goal, like a happy lark.
　　
　　Pirlo's pass, in addition to scaring Wang Dalei out of a cold sweat, he thought he wanted to hang the door, the others were all dumbfounded. At this moment, not only the Chinese are questioning Pirlo's sincerity in the game, but even the Italians are beginning to doubt whether Pirlo intends to sell to the seller.
　　
　　Pirlo was still as elegant as ever, and no one else could see a trace of guilt in his smile.
　　
　　Three jokes from the three-leg pass. If you play at this rhythm, Pirlo can stop Totti from being beautiful at the end of the game, and a "Sleeping Joke Collection" will come out. Zhuo Yang also thought that Pirlo passed on like this, the joke was light, it was just shameless, what is it called sleeping skin, sleep without skin, okay?
　　
　　Pirlo didn't let the joke go on, in fact he didn't have time to tell. Sleepy took the ball in the midfield for the fourth time, but was not snatched by the Chinese team who was not good at stealing Shao Jiayi.
　　
　　 This is not a joke, but a rebellious departure, just as Lin Daiyu held an embroidered bandage on the dark night and robbed Wu Song. Wu Erlang's ring knife was confiscated by Sister Lin.
　　
　　Linga's single-handed effort to penetrate into the depths of Italy did not wait for the response of his teammates. Cannavaro exerted the power of the wilderness in an extremely passive situation before turning it into danger. The danger was lifted, and the card team bowed their thighs with both hands to see Pi Shao, and his nose was breathing like a steam train.
　　
　　Do you think Pi Shao would apologize to him? If it does not exist, Pirlori ignores Cannavaro.
　　
　　Wait until the end of the next wave of offense and defense conversion, the game quietly came to the 82nd minute, the time is like a noose of death, and it has already caught Italy's throat.
　　
　　Pirlo received the ball in midfield, this time he did not stop or pass, but he took the ball leisurely and slowly. Zhuo Yang is very curious, want to see what kind of foreign appearance Pi Shao intends to come out this time, the Chinese team players only have the new Wang Dong to force forward.
　　
　　 As Wangdong was about to arrive, the sleeping skin kicked out, and a seemingly unhurried small parabola came out suddenly. Without sharpness, but immediately, falling straight behind the Chinese team's defense line, Zhuo Yangxin said: No!
　　
　　Quagliarella stood out from the rib counter-offside and shot directly from the penalty area without waiting for the ball to land. Wang Dalei jumped out like a grasshopper, miraculously rejected the delusion of football with a single palm.
　　
　　 The football flew to the waistline of the beveled restricted area, and the second brother Meng fell from the sky. A light supplementary shot allowed the football to enter the goal from a small angle. 2:2, the atmosphere was suddenly tense.
　　
　　 Afterwards, Zhuo Yang thought about it carefully. Pirlo, who hasn't touched the ball for more than a month, can find the feeling in ten minutes. In fact, it is not surprising. It only took four touches to restore the ball to its peak level, which was originally the strength of Sleeping Skin.
　　
　　 But in the moment when he lost the ball, Zhuo Yang, who was doing nothing in the process, was still numb for a while. He seriously suspected that Pirlo had been playing the role of a pig and eating a tiger just now, and paralyzed the Chinese team by pretending to be a low-level bad mistake. At this moment, Zhuo Yang felt that Pirlo was broken, his acting was bold and realistic and dark.
　　
　　The second brother of Mongolia scored twice, but even his gaze to Pirlo was full of admiration. The pass just now was accurate to the micron level, and the speed of the ball reached the point of radian. Just like Bai Juyi's "Pipa", there is no way to add or subtract a word.
　　
　　Pirlo was still expressionless, calm as if he had just finished afternoon tea after a nap.
　　
　　 Zhuo Yang is a little bit big, even if not the best Pirlo is enough to make Italy's offensive and defensive rhythm become clearer, which will make their offensive level more abundant, the Chinese team will become more chaotic under Pirlo's scheduling. Although the time is short, with Pirlo, everything looks subtle.
　　
　　 Zhuo Yang knew that he was almost completely locked by Gattuso today. Ba Ye didn't seem to plan to live till dawn tomorrow. It was really hard to defend. Not only did he fight his old life, he also took the rest of his life.
　　
In order to get rid of the monsters of the Eight Lords, Zhuo Yang has ran more than 14 kilometers in more than 80 minutes, which is far beyond his distance in other national team games, and even makes the data in the club even dust To. But even so, it did not let the old-fashioned Ka Ba Ye collapse.
　　
　　 If you don't collapse, I will collapse. Good day, okay!
　　
　　 Just now the two sticks of cotton swabs in Ba Ye's nostrils ran away. One nostril was fine, but the other was still bleeding. Ba Ye didn't care, nosebleeds flowed into his mouth along his beard, he just licked his lips, but the referee couldn't care less.
　　
　　Under the order of Mr. Damon, the eight emperors were desperately rushed to the side of the court to stuff new cotton swabs. After the stuffing, they burned and returned to Zhuo Yang. At the last moment, Ba Ye no longer strictly adheres to the of the 40-meter area. As long as Zhuo Yang enters the halftime, Ba Ye will arrive as scheduled.
　　
　　 Zhuo Yang took the ball laterally in the middle circle. At this time, the Chinese team is no longer under heavy pressure. Only three or two people pretend to play in the frontcourt. The Italian team is also very high pressure, they need to attack and score.
　　
　　Gattuso was entangled with Zhuo Yang to fight his vitality, while breathing heavily, his lungs were burning like a soldering iron, and the hot iron was placed in the wind box. Ba Ye knows that after this game, no matter whether he wins or loses, he may have to lie in bed for two whole days. But Ba Ye is also proud. Looking at the world football, who else can defend Zhuo Yang almost alone without success? The only time Zhuo Yang picked up the cheap ~EbookFREE.me~ was caused by his teammates.
　　
　　 has this battle, although he died without regret.
　　
　　Ba Ye doesn't want to die yet, because the game is not over, and his mission has not been completed. In fact, Gattuso has already thought about it. No matter what he does this year, he will withdraw from the national team after the World Cup. No matter if it is the last game today, or he can defend the championship, he will retire.
　　
　　Actually think, Ba Ye might not hope that his last national team game with the Chinese team, because then, he can boast to his son in the future: Do you know Zhuo Yang? Just your uncle Zhuoyang. Dad, I prevented him from crying in the last game.
　　
　　Thinking of this, Gattuso felt his vitality pumped out of Dantian again. He took a deep breath of the cold sea breeze of the South Indian Ocean, leaving the burning lungs a little refreshing.
　　
　　Zhuo Yang was not in a hurry, and he banged the ball with Ba Ye and had fun. Time is a pig-killing knife, and Pirlo can't let this knife fall, he ran over and joined hands with the eight lords to come and play with his old teammate Zhuo Yang.
　　
　　 It was at this time that the scene changed and the Eight Lord cast a hidden weapon to hurt someone.