The strongest winger

Chapter 75 The Silent Camp Nou
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As if there was a pair of eyes behind him, Ailuo stabbed the football under his feet before Deco's tackle arrived. Then he jumped up quickly, and the movement was done in one go, and he came to the penalty spot.

Just when Puyol stepped forward to defend Ai Luo, Ai Luo suddenly became short, and his body naturally tilted to the left, making a gesture with his right foot to pass the ball to Ferrer, who was unguarded.

Just when he fell to the ground, Ai Luo kicked the ball back with his right foot, and only then did he know that he was fooled!
Taking advantage of this time difference, Ai Luo stepped on the football with his right foot about [-] centimeters to the right, and turned his left foot! !
Valdez's eyes had been fixed on the football at Aiello's feet for a long time. When he made a shot, he was ready to fall to the ground to catch the ball!He clearly remembers that his first teacher told him when he was a child, "For a one-handed ball, you should first pay attention to the eyes of the opponent's shooter, and then the footwork and center of gravity he uses for shooting, because the eyes can't lie!"

Um? ?What about football? ?
Again. ． ．Fake action? ?
That's right, it's a fake move!

Puyol's second reaction after falling to the ground was also fast enough. When he saw Ai Luo's fake move to shake Valdés down, he supported the ground with his right arm. The strong waist and abdomen made him move horizontally, and his right foot stretched out the longest, blocking between the football and the goal.

Another down tackle! !
Seeing Puyol's second reaction to the tackle, he swung his left foot back quickly, pulled the ball to the right with the sole of his foot, and then swung his right foot!hit the door! !
This time he is not fake!Instead, he really swung his right foot! ! !

hit the door! ! !

Valdes became frightened, and when he saw Ai Luo swung his right foot, he instinctively jumped forward again, but he was disappointed again!

Aiello tapped the bottom of the football lightly with the toe of his swung right foot, and the football flew over the legs of the tackler Max, who rushed from the flank, and then over the palm of Valdez, who was on the ground and stretched his right arm.

Then crashed into the net behind him, causing a wave of net waves.

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"Aiello speeds up! The Brazilian Belletti is like a kid running a race with college students. He was easily pulled apart by Aiello! A cross!!! Eh? Fake move!! He dunked the ball with the heel of his left foot in the opposite direction of his body, one pass... oh, big trip! Unfortunately... Iniesta made a clearance! Eh?? Goal hit!!? Another false shot!!! Passed Max! He went in! Into the penalty area!!! Deco fell to the ground tackle!! Eh?? Aiello has eyes behind his head?? Hit the goal!! Oh my God! It's still...a fake move!! He played with the entire Barcelona defense line!! Valdez fell to the ground to catch the ball!! Huh?? This time it should be a real shot, right? This...still a fake move!!! Foot!! Goal!!!!!!!!!" After receiving the pass from Albelda, He Wei stood up excitedly, eloquent and witty. ． ．It's like chewing Xuanmai chewing gum!Simply can not stop! ! !

"The goal is scored!!! It's so beautiful!! At this moment, Ai Luo seems to be possessed by the spirit of Pele and Maradora. He has passed six people in a row!! Great Chinese!! He teased the entire defense line of Barcelona! At this moment I am proud of you!!!"

While He Wei breathed a sigh of relief, Liu Jianhong took it!
"Ai, the amazing boy from China, is just a good day when he turns [-] years old. He scored six goals in a row! At this moment, he can be compared with Maradona's best goal of the century! This is a great goal!! I believe that in a very long period of time, we will not be able to witness such a goal again! Here I can announce!! This is the best goal in La Liga this season! No one!!!" Hyde's tone before he hadn't recovered, but he insisted on roaring out!

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After the football flew into the net, the entire Camp Nou stadium fell silent for a while!

Even the referee forgot to blow the whistle to indicate that the goal was valid because the goal was scored too beautifully!

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA——
The fans of the visiting team in the stands were the first to react. From one to another, and then to the entire fan group of the visiting team, they all joined in the crazy celebration and vented!

You have Ronaldinho!We have the amazing boy Ai from China! !

The [-] fans of the visiting team have a rhythm that is against the sky.

Immediately, the entire stadium was rendered by them.

Although the fans of the home team were stunned by such an astonishing goal, when they reacted, the cheers from the [-] fans of the visiting team were naturally not comparable to the boos from the [-] fans of the home team.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-
Just when the home team fans just booed like a tsunami.

The entire Camp Nou became silent again, just like the previous appointment.

All the people looked at the large LCD screen in the center of the stadium, holding their breath for fear that they might miss a moment that they would regret for a lifetime in the blink of an eye, even if they knew that they could watch the replay on TV later.

Even the 23 field players on the field, uh. ． ．It was indeed 23, counting the referee and the client Ai Luo, because he also wanted to see how he scored the goal. At that time, all of them came out of feeling and followed the trend, and it happened without any warning.

A simple knock, a fake action, a buckle, a dial, another fake action, another buckle, and another dial. ． ．Such a cycle, these are the most frequently used moves by players on the field, but when they are combined together, I didn't expect it to be so beautiful.

The fans in the stands were stunned, and so were the players on the field.

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After watching the slow-motion replay, the referee realized that the goal had not been blown to indicate that the goal was valid.

The left hand holds the whistle in the mouth, and the right arm points to the middle circle.

beep! !

The goal is valid! !
Aiello stood in front of Barcelona's goal and only reacted after watching his "good show" of passing six players in a row.

I fucking scored at Camp Nou!

I fucking forgot to celebrate! !
Three steps counted as two steps, maybe because of too hasty, or maybe because the turf was too slippery, he staggered a few times, but it didn't affect Ai Luo's focus and happy mood, and he quickly rushed to the white stands of visiting team fans.

Suddenly his legs bent, a kneeling gliding gesture in celebration, and then he stood up suddenly, his left arm was naturally placed in front of his chest, his right arm was slightly bent, and he clenched his fist and swung forcefully from the back to the front of the void!
At the same time, he roared loudly, "What the hell are you Barcelona? I!! Ai Luo!! Scored a shocking goal here!!!"

The sports media who happened to be standing below the fans of the visiting team were overjoyed!Ai Luo's celebratory words are destined to make their newspaper a lot of money tomorrow! !

At this moment, Ai Luo murdered countless 'flywheels', and at the same time let him experience the feeling of shining stars.

This feeling is so fucking great!

There is no runway at Camp Nou, so. ． ．The fans of the visiting team clearly heard what he yelled, and they also responded frantically to Ai Luo.

"Hahaha, Fantastic Boy!! They're a fucking piece of shit right in front of you!!"

"You will always be our best Chinese AI!!"

"I fucking love you, Ai!!"

"I've decided!! I'm your loyal fan from today!!!"

"Fuck you! I've been his loyal fan for a long time!!!"

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At the same time, the domestic replays on the Internet began to play slowly.

Whether it was the fans watching the live TV broadcast or the live broadcast on the Internet, they were all dumbfounded, with their mouths open, and there was almost no doubt that an egg could be stuffed into that open mouth.

A question burst out in their minds in an instant.

Fuck!Are you sure this kid is from China?It has such a delicate foot technique! !

After a while, a very anonymous fan posted a sentence in the live chat room: I'll go, this kid is definitely not Chinese!I swear! !

Soon, he was scolded into a pile of shit!
"I swear! I swear you are not fucking Chinese, I swear your whole family is not Chinese!!!"

"Yes, I swear, I swear that none of your ancestors are Chinese for eighteen generations!!"

"If you're not Chinese, you can see it too? Get lost!!"

"My mother thinks you are not Chinese, what the hell are you doing in Gobi!!!"

"I swear if you let me know who you are, I will never kill you!!"

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Messi stood in front of the bench, and after watching the replay on the big screen, he immediately felt convincing, but his stubborn character made him clenched his fists, and turned his eyes to Ai Luo, who was celebrating wildly under the stands of the fans of the visiting team. He didn't even notice that his nails were almost digging into his skin. At the same time, he murmured, "What you can do, I can do it too! And I will do better than you!!!"

What Ai Luo didn't know was that his performance in this game would be a great inspiration to Messi's future playing style.

Of course, this is something.

When Ai Luo had almost finished celebrating, his teammates arrived late. Their eyes were red with excitement, and their excitement was palpable.

Among them David.Silva ran the fastest, and he hugged Aiello rashly. He rarely said bad words, "You are so fucking handsome!!" The teammates who followed pushed the two of them to the ground, and then there was a horrible scene, one on top of the other.

Seeing the Valencia players in 'Stacking Arhats', the fans in the stands let out a burst of laughter.

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Valencia president Soller, who was sitting in the VIP seat watching the game, was smiling from ear to ear. He didn't care about the look on the face of Barcelona president Laporta, which was uglier than crying. He stood up excitedly and gave a high thumbs up in the direction of Aiello, who was celebrating on the green field.

In stark contrast to the excited speeches of Valencia's top management are Barcelona's top management.

However, they didn't pay attention to the mood of the home team at all, and there was no need to pay attention to their mood!
Scored a goal at the Nou Camp that is enough to be recorded in history. This is something that Valencia's previous presidents have failed to do. He-Soler did it!

At this moment, he once again felt that the weekly salary of [-] euros was too cheap! !
(End of this chapter)