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Chapter 157 Boiling Bernabeu

The white football curved slightly, bypassed Lyon goalkeeper Lloris, stretched his fingertips with all his strength, hit the far post, and hit the net with a reflection!

The clock at the Bernabéu Stadium just jumped to [-] minute, and Real Madrid scored a goal.

The stands are boiling!Like a volcano that has been brewing for a long time, it finally spewed out hot fiery red magma, and the wild arrogance instantly enveloped everything in the world!All the fans stood up and shouted loudly: "Zhu Xu! Zhu Xu! Zhu Xu! Our Prince!"

"Because of You, Your Royal Highness" was sung again, this time the singing was more confident and louder than the previous one!The whole Bernabéu was in a state of boiling.

Countless Real Madrid fans in front of the TV were excited by this miraculous goal!We are the happiest fans!
The French TV commentator said weakly: "This is not a goal from the earth. This is not a goal that can be scored by humans. It is unbelievable, unbelievable. Only [-] minute after the start of the game, Real Madrid relied on Zhu Xu's goal to score. Leading, at that angle, at that position, he didn't even need to adjust, just shot, in such a situation, we can only conclude that His Royal Highness is not human!"

The commentator in the Catalonia region sighed: "Cruyff turned around! This genius move named after the Dutch superstar and flying man Cruyff has already disappeared in Europe with the retirement of the red and blue godfather. Football, who would have expected it to be copied in the Champions League today? And it was copied by Real Madrid players, my God, as a Barcelona fan, I really have nothing to say .”

The Real Madrid players rushed forward, carrying Zhu Xu and throwing them upwards: "Stinky boy, you stole the limelight."

Presenting the live commentary, Winster took a deep breath and tried to calm down his emotions: "His Royal Highness scored a beautiful goal. We took the lead in the opening minute. Now the score is [-]-[-]."

Carlos is still excited: "This is not a balance that a human being can have. This is not a football that a human being can play. At this angle, the prince does not even need to adjust the angle to shoot. After he shoots, he even has time to avoid Kone Even if Jose doesn’t win the Triple Crown this time, he is still the greatest coach of Real Madrid, because he brought His Royal Highness.”

Zhang Lu and He Wei were so excited that they couldn't speak clearly: "Goal, goal, Zhu Xu is not human, really not human! He is definitely not human!"

Chinese fans in unison: Fuck you, you are not human!

Mourinho was very excited, and hugged Karan to see: "Zhu Xu, he is a genius! See you! He is the best in the world!"

Florentino looked at Zhu Xu who was cheering on the field: "Last year, Real Madrid beat AC Milan 2-0, and 8 people at the Bernabeu sang "Mourinho's Song" for the first time. Jose has conquered the world with his many years of record. The most demanding fan. But this kid became the prince of the Bernabeu in just [-] minutes. After [-] months, [-] people at the Bernabeu sang for him. He is a genius, not just his skills. You don’t know him. People have a kind of contagious power, and this kind of people usually go very far, very far, I am very envious that you have such good children."

Camacho said: "A very beautiful goal. There is no doubt about his strength. He is absolutely world-class."

Cao Jingwei didn't speak, but every word Zhu Xu said hit him and the Football Association. He remembered Zhu Xu's words: I am afraid that I will do something wrong and lose face to China, but have you ever thought about how difficult it is for me?Sending red envelopes to the European media, I was forced to ask how I feel?Let the Japanese and Korean media block my house and satirize the national football team as third-rate, and let the whole European know that I can't make it to the national team. Have you ever thought about my feelings?

Indeed, they never thought about Zhu Xu's feelings. Does the country need to think about personal feelings?No, as long as Zhu Xu is Chinese, he cannot refuse the call of the motherland.They didn't think about what Zhu Xu would think. They didn't recruit Zhu Xu before. They just wanted to suppress Zhu Xu's momentum.Now they are here to let Zhu Xu feel the support of the country, and also to let Zhu Xu feel the power of the country and recognize the best weight, just like Dayao back then, apart from his own efforts, the support of the country is not few.

Listening to the singing, looking at the banners of the fans, and thinking about the translated newspaper reports, Cao Jingwei felt for the first time that they were wrong. Zhu Xu's strength is the best support, and a clean smile is the best. Without them, Zhu Xu would still be Zhu Xu, and His Royal Highness the Prince of the Bernabéu.

Zidane applauded excitedly: "He is the prince of the Bernabeu, the prince of hundreds of millions of Real Madrid fans, because he is Zhu Xu, not because he is Chinese. You can't speak ill of Zhu Xu in Madrid, just like you can't speak ill of Zhu Xu in Barcelona. Said that Messi is not average, he has such treatment, because he has the cleanest dream, the purest smile, not because he is Chinese."

Listening to Zhou Yi's translation, Cao Jingwei felt a little embarrassed. Looking at Zhu Xu who was dribbling the ball on the court, he remembered how they were warmly welcomed by Real Madrid fans in the past two days, and the media also showed goodwill.They are welcomed by Madrid because they are Zhu Xu's 'maternal family' rather than because they are officials of the Chinese Football Association.

Florentino said meaningfully: "Genius has the right to be tolerated. He is equally important to us and you. His wings are full. No one can stop him from flying to the blue sky. Home is where he is willing to turn. For the time being The bond of staying, of course, requires a home.”

Cao Jingwei did not speak, and continued to look at the court. In the court, Zhu Xu spread his hands like a king, raised his head proudly, stood quietly, enjoying the cheers that belonged to him.Songs belonging to Zhu Xu resounded all around. This [-]-year-old child stood proudly like this. The atmosphere on the scene told him that Zhu Xu was undoubtedly the most beloved person in this stadium.

Real Madrid celebrated and kicked off again.Florentino didn't speak either, some things can only be said once, and some things can't be said too deeply. He looked at Zhu Xu, and his heart became more and more certain: I want to keep him at the Bernabéu for at least [-] years, maybe a lifetime!

The game continued, and Lyon's players kicked off in the middle circle. All Real Madrid players were slightly immersed in the joy of scoring a goal in one minute. Pei partnered with central defenders, with Marcelo and Arbeloa on the left and right.

Taking advantage of Real Madrid's lack of reaction, Lyon started a quick counterattack. Gomi drove the ball into the penalty area. In order to ensure the goal and avoid mistakes, he slowed down a little. Everything was as perfect as imagined, and he volleyed.

However, at this moment, the situation changed, a big foot appeared behind the football, eyes moved up, yellow socks wrapped in knee pads, and then the handsome face of Casillas, but now it has become ferocious .

(End of this chapter)