i'm a superstar

Chapter 124 Boundless Pressure

Harvey is indeed Harvey, with a big mouth and a big heart. He looked at Cesar, who was jumping up and down, shaking from side to side, with contempt, and slowly stepped back.

The ball was scored, and the ball seemed to be despising Sassel. It was on his left, unbiased, that is, without speed, let alone a big angle, and slowly rolled into the goal.

In!Barcelona finally scored a penalty. I don’t know why they are so happy, isn’t it just a penalty?It seems to be the new year.

During the Chinese New Year, how can there be fewer Barcelona fans!Their hearts were about to explode, and they could finally cheer with all their might.

3:1, although Inter Milan is leading, but Barcelona still has a chance, this kind of score is the most worrying, at some point, the black clouds floating in the sky cover the sun, the scene darkened, suddenly there seemed to be infinite pressure , the depression spreads.

Whether it's players, coaches, or fans at the scene, as well as fans in front of TVs and computers, their hearts are beating violently and it is difficult to breathe.

Yes, under the strong pressure, their mood was tense to the extreme.

Peng!Under strong pressure, Maicon volleyed vigorously, and the ball hit Valdez's arm hard.

This guy was originally going to the left, but for some reason he suddenly changed his mind and flew to the right, finally blocking the ball.

"Referee! Referee! He moved ahead of time." Zhang Han ran over to complain to the referee without interest, but was glared fiercely by the [-] referee, and had no choice but to shut up.

Barcelona, ​​Barcelona is on the edge of a cliff, as long as the penalty is missed, the game will be over.

The pressure shifted to Barcelona again, and it was still boundless pressure.

In the face of pressure, a central defender with a big heart is more reliable, especially a super heart like Puyol.

Lion King Puyol's long golden hair swayed in the wind, standing there, no matter how he looked, he exuded a strong domineering aura.

He, he shot, no fancy moves, understatement, kicked the ball into the lower right corner, the lively Sussel didn't fool the Lion King at all, standing in the middle like an idiot.

Cesar walked down dejectedly.

"Don't be disappointed, it's okay!" Zhang Han patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be shaken! Follow the little note I gave you, you can't go wrong."

"Boss, why do I feel like an idiot!" Sussel said surprisingly.

"Idiot, isn't it good to be an idiot? Only an idiot enemy can't guess his intention." Zhang Han smiled charmingly.

"Death Anna, why do I feel that your penalty kick tactics are not reliable at all?" He cried in his heart.

Comrade Anna refused to talk to him at all, so Zhang Han had no choice but to give up.

After four rounds of penalty shootouts, the score became 3:2. Inter Milan scored 3 goals in a row, almost one step away from victory, but the Brazilian Maicon missed the penalty. Barcelona chased after them and moved back [-]% , However, they have lost the initiative to win the championship.

The fifth round of the penalty shootout, the last round, is a critical moment that determines fate.At this time, everyone on the scene held their breath. Everyone seemed to be unable to hear the sound at this moment, and could only hear the loud pounding of their own hearts.

Inter Milan's ace shooter, the first penalty shooter, Ibrahimovic, as the key figure in the finale, finally made his grand debut.

Ibrahimovic set up the ball, glanced contemptuously at Valdes, and then slowly backed away.

If this goal is scored, the game will be over. Barcelona has no need for free throws. The form is very good for Inter Milan. This is the moment that determines the fate and the championship. It is a crucial goal.

Ibrahimovic moved his wrist and neck again, and let out a domineering cry.

Peng!He sped up and kicked the ball hard.

ah!Valdez, who was staring at Ibrahimovic with his eyes motionless, knew that something was wrong when he saw Ibrahimovic touched the ball. He immediately bounced up and made a flying save.

Ibrahimovic played the ball on the right. Like Eto'o, he also has absolute confidence in himself and chose a theoretical dead end.

call!Valdes felt the ball fly over his head.

He fell on the turf so hard that he almost passed out without catching his breath.

Wow!The fans in the red and blue striped shirts cheered fiercely at the scene, as if a goal had been scored, and the Barcelona players on the scene also cheered, almost crying with joy.

The ball, the ball missed, Ibrahimovic's vigorous volley missed, and it barely touched the post and flew out of the baseline. Barcelona, ​​Barcelona almost stole a life.

"Hey!" Seeing Ibrahimovic's penalty kick, Zhang Han sighed and shook his head. No matter how good the plan was, something happened in the end.

Ibrahimovic did not follow his instructions to play in the middle, but chose the right, so Zhang Han knew that no matter how good his relationship with him was, Big Ibrahimovic still had to go.

Zhang Han didn't blame Ibrahimovic, and Ibrahimovic didn't talk to him, but walked to the side of his teammates without saying a word.

GOAL!

Barcelona's ace Messi was the last to take the penalty. Before taking the penalty, he smiled at Zhang Han inexplicably.

Mei Tianwang was very relaxed, and with his golden left foot, he sent the ball into the dead corner of the goal.

3:3, after five rounds of penalty kicks, Barcelona took a turn in the Hall of Hades and came back again. They celebrated with forgetfulness, as if they had won the Champions League.

"Miscalculation, miscalculation!"

Zhang Han felt a little sad. His plan was all in the middle, and Valdez also guessed the wrong direction, but at the last moment, he still failed. The plan fell through, and they returned to the same starting line with Barcelona.

Down, down, what should I do?He didn't think about it at all, so he could only resign himself to fate and rely on luck.

After the celebration, the penalty kick followed, and the atmosphere became tense again.

"What should I do? Coach!"

Seeing Zhang Han frowning there, Sussel thought he was thinking again, and ran over to ask.

"What should I do? Coach, who will take the penalty next?"

Quaresma also asked amusedly.

Zhang Han had a headache, he hadn't thought about what would happen after five rounds at all! "Whatever! Whoever wants to come."

"This coach is too irresponsible!" Bashen touched his head and said.

"What about the strategy?" A bunch of players reached out to Zhang Han.

"Come on! You can punish him however you want." Zhang Han was very straightforward, and directly put down the pick.

"FK!" The Inter Milan players were stunned.

"You guys, how many of you haven't made free throws yet? Just you guys go for it!" Soon, the Inter Milan players gathered together happily decided to take a kick one by one.

Of course, the rules of the game are like this, but what matters is the order of free throws.

As for the order of free throws, it is even simpler. Zhang Han let them decide freely and digest them internally.

(End of this chapter)