Vol 3 Chapter 817: Champions League 1 classic

　　The referee Damir Skomina certainly hopes Zhuo Yang can kick in, so he will desperately push the wall back. 10 meters is basically at the limit. This distance can be obscured even if someone takes it out, but it is not so far away. Ordinary fans can see that weird.
　　Skomina just said that he would write this matter in the post-match report. The purpose is also to use his law enforcement status to favor Zhuo Yang and show Kirch that he attaches great importance to this bet.
　　 If Zhuo Yang kicked in, naturally everyone was happy, writing a report after the game can become a beautiful talk of the game. But Skomina is a very high-level professional referee. How could he not know how low the probability of a free kick is?
　　 Even if Zhuo Yang is the premier free kick master, even if this position is very ideal will increase the probability, but the goal is still a small probability. If Zhuo Yang misses, Scomina intends to expose the matter through the post-match report and the media voice. Because Zhuo Yang won the fund of 500,000 on the 18th, it is a charitable act, but after losing, 2.5 million into Kirch’s personal pocket is gambling.
　　Scomina wants to help Zhuo Yang Lai through media and industry pressure. As a referee, the brain is very lively, and weighing the pros and cons is an instant matter.
　　 Zhuo Yang looked at the opposite person's wall so secretly and secretly surprised him. After playing a free kick for more than ten years, he certainly knew that the wall was only near and not far. Not to mention that it looks like 10 meters now, even if it is really only 9.15 meters, thank God.
　　 The referee often turned around, the shameless wall squeezed forward like a worm, and it was not unheard to see 8 meters left when he kicked out. Zhuo Yang also often puts people on the wall, so shameless every time.
　　 But this time the wall was restricted to such a far position by the head referee's black face, and Zhuo Yang felt like the square was empty in front of him. The angle of the goal is greater, and the choice of foot arc is more free. It seems to be free.
　　 Grandma Mo was a little dazed and wanted to protest too far, but Scomina's expression could not be refuted. Before he could organize the language, the whistle rang.
　　 After a three-step run-up, the deciduous ball volleyed the near corner behind the wall.
　　 This is the most difficult position for the goalkeeper to defend, and also the most difficult position for the free thrower to control. However, because of the rear position of the wall, Zhuo Yang can easily choose to go over the roof late, which reduces the requirements for footwork a lot, he can focus more on strength and angle.
　　 The football fell quickly after passing the top wall. Weidenfeller didn't have time to react at all. The ball was so fast that it blew into the upper corner with a bang.
　　 In the 82nd minute of the game, Zhuo Yang staged a hat-trick. The score of the game is 3:3. The total score is completely unimportant.
Zhuo Yang stood directly in front of Kirch, who was faced by Tie Qing: "Who... Rocket, what's his name? Oh, Mr. Kirch, on behalf of children around the world, I thank you for your generosity, and UNICEF will also award you Thank you letter of 500,000 donations."
　　 Kirch: "..." My fuck's annual salary after Dortmund's tax was only 650,000...
　　Dormond, who is reborn from a financial black hole, has an extremely strict and strict salary framework. Kirch as a dead substitute, he is worth the price.
　　Hedira changed from bravery to bravery, reaching for Kirch's nose and shouting, "Dare you dare not kill me!"
　　Kirch was angry and angry: "What are you talking about?"
Zhuo Yang stretched his palm against his chest: "Mr. Kirch, please don't be restless. Our bet has so many witnesses, ...Mr. Referee, do you say yes?...Have you heard? Your pledge It has become a fact that if a breach of contract will constitute fraud and fraud, I don’t want to see you get into legal trouble."
　　 "Because, I will tell you to be pants!"
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　　 Kirch looked at Mertesack pitifully. "Team silent, look at this..."
　　 "You didn't mix with the Bundesliga the first day, what did you provoke him to do? Ah! What did you provoke him to do?"
　　 Kirch: "..." The idea of ​​trying to find Grandma Mohe and saying that he could get rid of 500,000 debts was broken.
　　 Zhuo Yangzhi's "speak as you go" not only kills Kirch's gains and losses, but also hits Dortmund's already low morale.
　　 In the 85th minute, Joic fouled Isco almost at the same spot just now and Real Madrid got a free kick again.
　　 "Mr. Kirch, continue? Give you a chance to make a comeback~" Zhuo Yang is deliberately looking for something. "It's still a loss of five. If 500,000 is not addictive, 1 million will do. Would you like to do it again?"
　　 If it is a real gambler, then definitely will not hesitate to continue gambling with Zhuo Yang, because the chance of victory is too great, the dog can understand the probability inside. Unfortunately, Kirch is not a gambler, he is just an old fritters, and he is an overnight fritter that is frustrated and regrets the 50 nights of the euro.
　　 "Milos, look at what's on my back, how is it so ugly?" Kirch talked to Joic in a decent way, and didn't seem to hear Zhuo Yang's clamor at his ear.
　　 Zhuo Yang also smiled. Forget it, just admit counsel, there is no need to kill him.
　　 is still that position, or the six-person wall, or the right foot. After the whistle sounded, Zhuo Yang remembered the same tricky fallen leaves, and the football hit the door corner and flew away.
　　 Kirch: "..."
　　 Zhuo Yang: "Hey, hey, who do you regret?"
　　 Kirch regretted that his heart was broken, but if there was one more, he would not dare to gamble.
　　 is gone, Zhuo Yang did not encounter such a suitable free kick opportunity in the rest of the time, but Hedila avenged.
　　 In the 88th minute, Kirch hesitated to take the ball in the backcourt, but was intercepted by Hirje who had been aiming at him. Then he flashed him to the ground with an emergency stop change, and then killed him towards the goal.
When Grandpa Mo finally caught up with He's face, he shot, and Grandpa was too late to stop it~EbookFREE.me~ But Weidenfeller made a contribution, and he fell to the ground with a slightly positive shot after falling down come out.
　　 A left foot appeared in front of the football, and the foot surface stood up to collapse it back into the net nest.
　　 4:3, Zhuo Yang Duzhong Siyuan. Real Madrid not only reported the revenge they were eliminated last year, but also recovered the scene of Lewand's Big Four.
　　Cristiano Ronaldo also served! A striker who has only played for less than half an hour has directly increased the number of goals to 10, which is too shameful. Fortunately, he was leaving in the summer, or else...
　　 Grandma Mo didn’t give up, he still greeted his teammates to attack bravely in the last few minutes, and Uncle Jacques replaced the dying Kirch with the young Jonas Hoffman.
　　 In the 90th and 3rd minutes, Mkhitaryan's small-angle shot was blocked by Dasha Carvajal. Dortmund won the final corner of the game.
　　 Dortmund captain Pell Mertesacker beat Pepe and Shui Ye one-on-two, headed off the door of Casillas and fixed the game score at 4:4.
　　 After the game, West Falun 65929 fans all stood up and applauded. Applause was given not only to the bumblebee they never lost, but also to Real Madrid who had a wonderful performance today.
　　 From the point of promotion, this game is not very critical. But today's eight goals, and the story behind the eight goals, make this game a classic in the history of the Champions League.
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