Chapter 1047
"Oh-hahaha, Mario Balotelli! Signature skills... who the hell is God looking for? Seems like giving Liverpool a chance, but maybe it's just a joke."

Carragher next to him immediately replied: "Mario Balotelli, he is an excellent shooter, can you say that the person who scored twice against Germany in the European Cup is not Mr. Big Scene?"

The two hit it off again.

During this time period, Sky Sports’ real-time audience traffic completely crushed its biggest competitor, the BBC, entirely because of this pair of commentators. Die-hard fans of both sides were arguing on the Internet while listening to the commentary of the two, and some fans kept laughing. Don't stop, completely treat this game as a pastime.

In the first half, Manchester United returned to the midfield dressing room with a score of 2:1. The rain on the scene did not stop at all. The sudden change made both sides unprepared.The commentator of Manchester TV was a little worried: "God seems to have really given Manchester United a problem. Rogers' tactics will take advantage under such conditions."

But that's something to say, it's still easier for Manchester United now.

Zhou Tiancheng walked towards the dressing room with Falcao's shoulders on his shoulders. The camera noticed this scene, and the Manchester TV commentator immediately changed the subject: "Aha, but it doesn't look that serious, Zhou! Our prince is in Tell Falcao that he is domesticating tigers. Look at Falcao's expression... It's unimaginable that Falcao in the River Plate period dared to contradict even Diego Simeone, even if it was' Bandit Shuai' made him obedient with a league championship trophy and a Libertadores Cup championship trophy."

The commentator almost said that in the second half, Falcao would definitely receive Zhou Tiancheng's cake and directly help Manchester United secure the championship.

He didn't say that, not because he didn't have the confidence, but he said to himself in his heart: leave some suspense, leave some suspense.Good things always wait to come out.

Giggs has an easier job in the midfield dressing room.Originally, there was a tacit understanding between him and Zhou Tiancheng, he was only responsible for tactical guidance, but during the interruption in the first half, he had pointed out the biggest problem in the team's offense, and the effect was immediate.In the midfield, he only confessed: "Zhou, facing a desperate Steven Gerrard, I fully believe that you can be more ruthless than him."

After he finished speaking, he walked out of the locker room. Zhou Tiancheng smiled when he saw this: "Look, Ryan already thinks that the championship belongs to us. At least he didn't steal the show like he did when he played against Chelsea, didn't he? But we want to Hold on, don't be too turbulent, with their first-rate midfielder and third-rate striker, can they compare with us?"

Everyone laughed, and Falcao asked one more question: "Zhou, then what is our group?"

"Lamedal, of course you are a first-class striker, and those who can score such key goals are all first-rate strikers."

Satisfied by this evaluation, Falcao stretched out his fist to touch Zhou Tiancheng. This is a ceremony between men: "Zhou, I read it right, you are really a good man."

Another good card?
Zhou Tiancheng smiled, and when he walked over and stretched out his fist, he said, "After all, you have a super-first-class midfielder backing up, which is not the same as other people's treatment, right? Forwards can also achieve evolution!"

Falcao's fist stopped suddenly, and he heard the laughter around him suddenly louder.

"Hahahaha, the truth turns out to be so cruel."

"Zhou is right at all, but... let me laugh for a while, this is the truth, hahaha!"

"Need to evolve? This beast really needs it, there's nothing wrong with it, um... poof!"

Rooney just finished speaking and took another sip of water, sprayed it out on purpose, and then slapped his hands and laughed.

Falcao swung his fist suddenly at Zhou Tiancheng, but he missed, and Zhou Tiancheng dodged by turning his head lightly.

The teammates laughed even more. Smalling walked up to Falcao and gave a thumbs up: "Ramedal, I admire your courage. How dare you fight the Chinese? Have you ever heard of Chinese Kung Fu?"

More people's eyes brightened, as if they had discovered a new world.

"Look at Zhou's posture, I've practiced it!"

"Of course, he is a Chinese. Have you ever heard of how Chinese Kung Fu is practiced? Flying over eaves and walls is just a basic technique. Zhou has definitely practiced it. Otherwise, how can he be more dexterous than Juan when he is a big man who has played with the ball? I absolutely don't believe it."

"A master, definitely a hidden master! Zhou, teach me, teach me, I want to learn!"

Zhou Tiancheng felt very funny and surprised in his heart. Are these people so big-minded?
But Falcao still gestured at him with his fists: "Zhou, I think my fists already miss your stinky mouth... Has anyone ever told you that you are flat?"

Zhou Tiancheng nodded without changing his face: "Yes, but he also knows that he will be crushed by me."

……

Falcao just wants to smack, and in the dressing room next door, Rodgers really wants to slap people.

He yelled at Balotelli and Sturridge: "Should I let you both get out? Mario, Daniel, forgive me for speaking bluntly, because I think the meaning is euphemistic, and you two have understood it." It's over! Every shot in the penalty area can go away once, twice, three times! Do you see that you are still a striker? Do you expect Steven to equalize the score for the team?"

"I'm fine with that, boss." Gerald answered next to him.

Rogers waved his hand to indicate that it was none of his business. Balotelli just raised his head, and Rogers clenched his fist and smacked him on the chest twice: "I want to see Super Mario! In this game we will Only win, is there anything else you can't figure out?"

Rogers punched Balotelli's chest three times in a row. The strength was not strong at all, but one punch after another hit Balotelli's heart—the genius Mario?You can have a snack!
……

Back on the field in the second half, Gerrard was noticeably more active, stepping up his lateral movement in midfield, stealing Mata's dribble and fighting with Fellaini.

It's rare to see Gerrard like this, he doesn't say a word, he just keeps his head down, and he doesn't talk too much harshly. The more it is like this, the more it proves the veteran's inner desire.

Such Gerrard is enough to win the cheers of all Liverpool fans.

Many Liverpool fans choked up while shouting.Gerrard left without knowing who can carry Liverpool's flag.

Not only on the defensive end, but also on the offensive end, Gerrard also showed his housekeeping skills. That set kick is not everything. Gerrard's real skill is long-range shots.

After receiving Balotelli's return pass and facing Fellaini's tackle, Gerrard kicked directly from a position of more than 35 meters.

The ball drew a wonderful arc, and with De Gea fully standing up to save, it concentrated on the crossbar with a bang, and then bounced down and bounced twice in front of the goal line.

De Gea quickly turned around and hugged.The on-site commentary booth exploded.

"Gerrard! Hit the crossbar, David de Gea hugged the ball, but it should have gone in!"

A large voice suddenly sounded at the scene: "GOOOOOAL!!!!"

It's not really going in, it's just that the fans are putting pressure on the referee.

The BBC commentator also vowed: "This goal is definitely scored! Michael Oliver, as the number one golden whistle in the Premier League, cannot make such stupid mistakes. Tragedy like Lampard cannot continue to repeat itself."

However, Michael Oliver raised his hands decisively. Looking at the Liverpool players who gathered around and complained, he just shook his head with a smile, and said one more sentence to Gerrard: "It's true that you didn't make it, Steven, My eyesight has always been good."

The video playback of the camera behind the goal proves the truth.

Gerrard's long-range shot bounced off the crossbar and hit the goal line firmly without passing the line at all.

The commentator who was shouting "GOOOOOAL" to the fans just now didn't say a word this time, but felt sorry for Gerrard.

Lampard was wronged and he was just unlucky.

This is unreasonable, Gerrard has worked very hard.

But not everyone who works hard enough can finally become the king, seven points of hard work have to be given three points to luck.

Even those who help themselves need God's help.

Thinking of this, the Liverpool fans on the Chinese Internet felt a little bit sad. It seems that God likes the new and dislikes the old, and doesn't help Gerrard...

(End of this chapter)

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