green showman

Chapter 316 Turning corruption into magic
A loud roar came suddenly, and Shaxin, who was trying to stretch his feet from under Sun Wu's crotch, was startled, his body froze in conditioned reflex, and then he stretched out his hand to grab Sun Wu's clothes vigilantly.

No one understood this yell, but one person understood it...

Sun Wu made a sharp move and walked back with the ball. Shaheen behind him had to let go of his hand. He was afraid of being called a foul by the referee.

The person who understood didn't hesitate, stepped forward immediately, and ran forward...

Gotze had already jumped in front of him, Sun Wu raised his right foot and slammed on the ball, and was knocked over by Gotze without any resistance!
Everyone saw that another black-haired and yellow-skinned player was rushing forward on the empty right side!

"It's Hao Junmin!" Duan Xuan said loudly: "This is an opportunity. Hao Junmin suddenly stepped forward for an assist. This is the first time he has advanced forward!"

Countless Schalke 04 fans jumped up from their seats, and the fanatical shouts rang out again in the Veltins Arena.

The flight path of the ball was as if it had been measured with a ruler, and it landed precisely in front of Hao Junmin. He couldn't catch up with one meter more, and had to slow down if he was one meter less...

Rakitic and Holtby continued to create threats on the left, coupled with Sun Wu's deliberate guidance, so that Dortmund's defensive formation was seriously leaning to the right. The left back Schmelzer has already received the penalty area...

The most important thing is that Sun Wu's performance of pretending to break through attracted the attention of Shaheen and Kuba, and also attracted the attention of Gotze who should return to defense. The weaknesses were exposed to Hao Junmin without reservation.

Sun Wu and Goce, who collided and fell to the ground at the same time, turned their heads to look at the same time. Hao Junmin did not directly pass the ball to accelerate again, but quickly passed the ball across to Farfan who was pulled out, and hurriedly ran out to defend Shi Meltzer slammed on the brakes trying to pounce on the more threatening Peruvian.

But Farfan stretched out his right foot to block and sent a through ball directly.

"Two to one... China Artemisia, he entered the restricted area!"

Hao Junmin dribbled the ball and accelerated into the penalty area...

"Di!"

The sharp whistle sounded!
"Penalty!" Magath roared from the sidelines.

Klopp twitched his lips and stared at Schmelzer who was still on the ground. He tripped the Chinese from behind...a penalty without a doubt, a foul that couldn't be more regular...

"The second penalty kick in this game, but there is no doubt about this penalty kick." Adam Simpson glanced at the referee surrounded by Dortmund players, and quickly focused on the playback on the big screen. "Look at Best's backheel kick. It's a work of art. He didn't look at his teammates' running positions at all, but moved the ball to the most appropriate place in a way that no one could think of..."

"Could it be that Best also has a pair of eyes on the back of his head?" Adam Simpson marveled, "When he was being sieged, he made perhaps the most exciting diversion of the season...Best turned decay into magic!"

When Sun Wu suddenly hit the ball hard with his heel, Kroos, who was far away in Munich, let out an inaudible sigh. Regardless of whether he could score this time, he knew that his friend had made a choice for a world-class playmaker.

A genius and sober brain, admirable vision and observation, excellent execution, and an unexpected way of passing the ball...

"Penalties may not be scored." Thomas Muller whispered on the side.

Kroos shook his head and got up to leave. He didn't care about whether the penalty could be scored. What he cared about was... In three weeks, the Bundesliga will usher in the Tianwangshan battle, and that friend's performance was as efficient and stable as ever.

Schalke 04's first penalty shooter was Rakitic. The Croatian took the ball thrown by Farfan, hesitated and turned to look at Sun Wu.

"Best, come on."

Apart from acting, Sun Wu is not a person who likes to be in the limelight, and every time he is in the limelight, there is a reason... Sun Wu turned to look at the captain Westerman, and then turned to look at Magath who did not express anything.

Standing on the penalty spot for the first time, Sun Wu looked calm, he tried not to think about anything more...

Weidenfeller kept moving left and right on the goal line...

"Best, play in the middle!" Hummels yelled loudly from behind, which caused Westerman to glare and almost quarreled again.

The more you don't think about things, the more messy things will appear in your mind, and what appears in Sun Wu's mind is the sad figure of Baggio...

Sun Wu shook his head vigorously and turned to look at the referee.

"Di!"

Sun Wu has a very short run-up distance, with his left foot on the lawn, and his right foot quickly kicks the ball... This is a rare way of kicking penalties nowadays. Generally speaking, a long run-up distance means that the penalty kicker has more opportunities for rhythm changes To mislead the goalkeeper.

"Shh!"

Weidenfeller stood still, only turning his head to look at the white net that had been tilted behind him.

"Brave Best!" Adam Simpson praised: "It looks simple and straightforward, but it requires a very strong psychological quality."

Duan Xuan, who was far away in the capital, wiped the cold sweat off his brow with a wry smile, "It's very bold, it's hard to imagine that under such pressure, Sun Wu chose this way."

Tao Wei on the side nodded again and again, Sun Wu took a run-up step, and volleyed vigorously. The ball turned into white light and flew into the upper left corner of the goal like a shell. This is an absolute dead corner, and the goalkeeper has no chance. It is a huge test for the psychology of the penalty taker.

There was thunderous cheers in the stands, and blue flags were flying all over the sky. Sun Wu jumped over the billboard and rushed to the north stand of the Veltins Arena, which is where the most loyal Schalke 04 fans gather.

Farfan, Hewedes, Rakitic...even Neuer and the substitute players rushed all the way!

The shouts in the north stand gradually changed from chaotic to unified!

Ren and Sabina raised their hands high, raised the blue scarf in their hands, and shouted in unison with already hoarse voices.

"Best! Best! Best!"

In the Ruhr Derby, he scored twice and the last-minute lore completed the reversal. There is no doubt that Sun Wu has engraved his name in the history of the Schalke 04 club.

"Great Best, at least he is great enough in this game!" Adam Simpson shouted: "He is now the hero of Schalke 04 and the only protagonist who deserves to be in the Veltins Arena!"

There was not enough time left for Dortmund to organize an offensive. Just after kick-off, the referee blew the whistle to end the game.

Although Klopp was disappointed, he did not leave the field directly. Instead, he shook hands with Magath and walked onto the field to comfort those players who tried their best but were killed at the last minute.

The young Gotze squatted on the lawn, looked very depressed with his head down, and even had tears in his eyes...

Sun Wu ran past Gotze, this time he didn't exchange jerseys, he didn't comfort poor Mario, he didn't even stop...

No way, the ass has decided its position, and I am now a Schalke!
　This ball has a prototype, who can guess it...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)