Grass roots glory

Chapter 1157 Prelude

Zhou Tiancheng still had a smile on his face when he walked up to the referee to pick a side with Thiago Silva. Just now, Ming Tao went crazy in front of him.

"Brother Cheng." Ming Tao held up two fingers: "No matter how you want to play this game, I will take it."

Zhou Tiancheng was really surprised when Ming Tao said this, he didn't expect Ming Tao to dare to say this in front of him.

"Xiaotao, if you learn to keep a low profile, you will be even better as a goalkeeper."

Zhou Tiancheng shook his head slightly and gave his advice, but Ming Tao said that he couldn't do it: "At least don't think about this game, Brother Cheng, if I keep a low profile, you will be the only protagonist left on the field, but with Why are you born to be the protagonist?"

Zhou Tiancheng stared, he didn't expect Ming Tao to become like this, even Jiang Hao would coax everyone he saw all day long, would he dare to talk like that in front of him?But Zhou Tiancheng didn't have any further reaction, so he heard Ming Tao continue: "I know, you have won the Golden Globe Award, but the Golden Globe Award is eligible to be awesome every day?"

"Damn, Xiaotao, are you pretending to be on my head? Although I know you are not such a person, but if you talk like this, what you didn't say is just fucking you."

"Go! Brother Cheng, come on, I open the door for you to come, do you dare to shoot?"

"..."

Zhou Tiancheng's face was terrified, this is no longer the Xiaotao he knew, how could he answer these words?
Zhou Tiancheng could only slap Mingtao on the head: "This slap can make your memory long."

Zhou Tiancheng thought of it, and he glanced towards the goal of Greater Paris, where Ming Tao was actively preparing, quite enthusiastic.

At the same time, Di Maria also ran over and hugged Zhou Tiancheng: "Welcome to Paris, Zhou."

Zhou Tiancheng replied with a smile: "Paris is a good place, the scenery is good, the food is good, and most importantly, the opponents are not bad. There is no better training partner than you, hahaha!"

"Hehehe, Zhou, don't be too confident!"

Greater Paris and Zhou Tiancheng really have an intersection, because of the two acquaintances, this game has become more interesting.

Di Maria is still on the left side he is familiar with, ready to counterattack at any time.

However, Zhou Tiancheng had to face the midfield first, and the division of labor after the opening was extremely clear.Thiago Motta and Matuidi are mainly responsible for the midfield and Zhou Tiancheng are tough, tall, strong, experienced, and energetic. The combination of these midfielders in Paris is really not a cover of.

Verratti on the other side is a midfielder who is good at intercepting lines while running, doing a job similar to Kanter.

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"Combat! Paris! (Combat, Paris)"

"Combat! Paris! (Combat, Paris)"

Among such cheers, Motta was the most active at the beginning. After De Gea kicked his big kick, he had to rely on him to compete with Zhou Tiancheng in the midfield. In fact, even Zhou Tiancheng He is taller - six centimeters taller than Mota, and he still can't hit the ball. The most important reason is not that he can't jump high enough or active enough, but that Motta's elbow is always supporting Zhou Tiancheng , Every time he took off to fight for the top, he pressed down, and directly knocked Zhou Tiancheng down.

Mourinho jumped up from the coaching bench in an instant, and shouted with open arms on the sidelines: "Yellow card! Yellow card! Can such a bad foul be condoned? Did your referee forget to bring a yellow card? I think you It is necessary to remind him."

Mourinho was obviously a lot excited in today's game, and his state has also entered the rhythm of the Champions League knockout round.

"Marouan!"

After Zhou Tiancheng fell to the ground with the opponent, he directly called Fellaini over.

"Zhou, is there anything I can do?"

Zhou Tiancheng rubbed his head and gave him a blank look: "What do you think? I'm already like this."

Fellaini nodded with a smile: "Okay, okay, I understand. Just do your job well, and leave the rest to me."

Fellaini is close to Zhou Tiancheng and is responsible for being tough in the midfield. He is really unambiguous in this regard, and because he is close to Zhou Tiancheng, at least one of Matuidi and Motta has been attracted. He is also a ruthless person. , really can't ignore him.

"Fellaini! Whoa, aerial confrontation, him and Thiago Motta! No whistle, Zhou got the ball, what happens, come on, come on!"

The Manchester TV commentator was very excited because he saw that Matuidi was the only one beside Zhou Tiancheng, and Zhou Tiancheng had already started to change direction to get rid of it. Matuidi subconsciously wanted to shovel, but the radius of Zhou Tiancheng’s escape was larger than him It is estimated that he did not tackle the ball at all.

"Zhou Chong is up, dangerous, dangerous, come up and block him! Sway your legs! He's going to shoot! Thiago Silva! Marchinhos!"

The two players called by the Paris TV commentator failed to block successfully. Zhou Tiancheng volleyed directly with this kick and hit it at an extremely fast speed.

The cheers at the Parc des Princes were significantly reduced at this second, and all Paris fans watched the ball rush to the dead end...

"WOW! Ming Tao! Ming!!!! He flew up and saved Zhou's shot! But! Watch out for Rooney!"

Rooney alertly outflanked a supplementary shot in the penalty area, and this time even Blanco knelt down from the state of jumping in a hurry just now-it is understandable that he couldn't prevent Zhou Tiancheng's long-range shot, but he was beaten twice by Manchester United. Hit, what's the point?
Rooney's kick is inevitable, Ming Tao can only do what he should do, kneeling on the ground, standing up and waving it casually.

Even he himself didn't expect to be able to stop...

The cheers at the Parc des Princes were only paused for two seconds just now, but now they resumed, with a higher decibel.

Everyone was cheering for Mingtao's two saves.

Ming Tao stood up from the ground and waved his arms towards the stands. He was not satisfied with the atmosphere of the scene.

This scene made the commentator of Paris TV almost shout out with a smile: "Ming! He is the vitality of Paris, and has always been! Not only is Manchester United lucky enough, we also have Chinese heroes!"

After gaining momentum, Ming Tao began to gesture towards Zhou Tiancheng non-stop, pointing at himself with his thumb all the time.

Only He Wei and Xu Yang can interpret this scene properly.

"Hahaha, these two are fighting each other, Ming Tao is really not to be outdone. He is now the same as Paris, and he only needs one chance to truly prove himself on the top stage in Europe." He Wei said with a smile.

"At least Zhou Tiancheng's sure-kill magic weapon didn't work, but this is what makes it look good. Ming Tao is so motivated!"

Domestic QQ groups and post bars are calling Zhou Tiancheng and Ming Tao.

This kind of rhythm is right at first glance.

This is just the beginning, and this kind of prelude proves that both of them are online.

(End of this chapter)