i'm a superstar

Chapter 176 Countdown lore?

a few minutes ago.

"Zhang has a bright future! Since I watched football, this is the first time I have seen such a comprehensive player."

said a commentator.

"Yes, he is a perfect combination of strength and technology. Although he is only 19 years old this year, he is already as perverted as the alien Ronaldo at his peak."

Another commentator also spoke highly of Zhang Han.

"So, what do you think, compared to, compared to Cristiano?"

"Are they really similar? But I feel that Zhang's strength is stronger and more comprehensive. How should I put it? He is a very, very surprising player."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Don't you think Zhang is very versatile? At the beginning, when Mourinho bought him, everyone said he was a parallel importer? But now? He can play as a defender, as a midfielder, and as a striker. He Progress is too fast."

The two commentators sighed there, and suddenly they stopped talking. At this moment, on the court, Zhang Han dribbled the ball into the Juventus penalty area, skillfully entering the uninhabited territory.

"Juve's defense is still so reassuring! Zhang, Zhang came into the penalty area, but, he blocked several players in front of him, and he didn't have a chance to shoot."

"Yes, the penalty area was too crowded, he didn't have a chance to kick, he, he dribbled the ball to the left again."

"Ah, he made a bottom, and he made a bottom in the opponent's penalty area."

"Zhang made a sudden stop and swept the ball towards the goal. This ball, this ball is too dangerous. No matter who touches it, it may cause a goal."

"Ah! This ball, this ball was saved by Buffon."

"Ah! Someone fell to the ground, yes, it was Zhang, Cannavaro, Cannavaro lost his composure, and knocked Zhang down from behind."

"Referee, will the referee call a penalty?"

The atmosphere on the field suddenly tensed up, and the fans in the stands tensed up again.

"Referee, the referee awarded a penalty kick, Zhang, Zhang is obliged to stand on the penalty spot, he, can he break through Buffon's ten fingers today?"

On the court, Zhang Han, standing on the penalty spot, was also extremely nervous. A lot of sweat came out in disobedience. The sweat soaked the jersey behind him, making him feel cold and uncomfortable.

Zhang Han carefully placed the ball on the penalty spot, and then slowly backed away to a distance that was convenient for kicking and exerting force.

"Left or right?" he asked the Anna in his mind.

"The probability of left is 50.00%, and the probability of right is 30.00%. Do you mean left or right?" Anna said.

"The top or the bottom?"

"50.00% above, 30.00% below."

"Okay! You just say that the upper left corner is not enough." Zhang Han smiled, although he was laughing, but his voice was a little tense.

"Take a deep breath! Feel the weight in your limbs! Don't be nervous!" Anna recited the mantra.

Zhang Han took a few deep breaths, and did not open his eyes until he felt the gravitational force of the earth, his arms and legs seemed to be pulled down.

At this moment, Zhang Han was patted on the back. Zhang Han turned his head speechlessly. It was Eto'o who came. He was a little surprised and didn't know what the Cameroonians were going to do.

"Zhang, can you give me the ball for penalty?"

The Cameroonian said with a smile.

Zhang Han didn't speak, and was taken aback for a moment.

"Anyway, we have already lost this game, why not leave it to me to play!" Eto'o went on to say.

Hearing this, Zhang Han's face suddenly turned ugly. It's not impossible for him to let a penalty kick, but he doesn't like the tone and attitude of the Cameroonians.

"No!" Zhang Han said one word at a time with a gloomy face.

Eto'o was ashamed and surprised, shook his head and prepared to walk away.

Zhang Han spoke again, "We will not lose this game, so this penalty kick will not be given to you."

A small turmoil, caused by Cameroonians who do not understand the situation of Inter Milan, subsided like this. Zhang Han stood there, waiting for the referee's whistle.

force!In the silence, the referee finally blew his whistle, and Zhang Han started to run slowly.

"Ah! Zhang, Zhang pursues the angle too much. It's a pity that this ball misses the goalpost slightly."

"Yes, the game is nearing the end now, and the players are running out of energy. He shouldn't choose such a difficult shot and hit the dead corner in the absolute sense of the goal."

Zhang Han on the field didn't say anything, and looked at the tall figure with a surprised face. Others might not see it clearly, but he definitely couldn't make a mistake.

"He is really the number one goalkeeper in the world! He can throw such a ball."

Zhang Han said that he could see clearly that the ball did not miss the shot, but was touched by Buffon's fingertips, so there was a slight deviation, and it flew out by rubbing against the goal post.

However, obviously, the referee didn't see it, thinking that Zhang Han's shot missed a little bit, and didn't give Inter Milan a corner kick.

But at this time, a touching scene appeared on the field. The Italian goalkeeper went to find the referee, and seriously corrected the referee's mistake. Therefore, Inter Milan won a rare corner kick.

"What a noble man! How worthy of respect!"

Zhang Han looked at Buffon who was nodding to him, and he had nothing but admiration for this veteran.

When Inter Milan was about to serve a corner kick, a sign indicating 3 minutes of stoppage time was raised on the sidelines. Therefore, the Inter Milan players were all nervous, knowing that there was not much time left for them.

"As expected, as expected of our country in Italy, Buffon, Buffon did a good job."

"Yes, Buffon is fantastic, that's the fair spirit of sport, but it's a good chance for Inter, they, can they score?"

Soon, the answer was given on the field. Boss took a corner kick, and after that, Kruger, who had just been replaced in stoppage time, gave a header and sent the ball into the Juventus goal.

"This ball, this ball is too exciting, the defenders of Juventus should review themselves, how, how can such a big man of Inter Milan head the ball without defense!"

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that Juventus' defense line persisted for 10 minutes without blocking the opponent, and finally, it was finally broken by Inter Milan."

Mourinho on the sidelines smiled strangely. Others couldn't see it, but he knew it clearly.Are Juventus really unguarded in this corner kick?No, they, they were shocked by Zhang Han for 90 minutes, and their attention was completely attracted, so Kruger, who had just played, was ignored by them for granted.

"Well done boy, that's how it works."

Zhang Han didn't go to the celebration, but picked up the ball from the net talking to himself, and ran towards the midfield with his arms in his arms.

In the last 3 minutes, two minutes and 40 seconds to be precise, the whole game became a fierce attack by Inter Milan.

At this time, Inter Milan didn't pay much attention to ground pass coordination. There was only one tactic, which was to pass the ball to Zhang Han's shiny head.

In the first minute and a half of stoppage time, Bosch, who reached the Juventus half, made a direct long pass to find Zhang Han in the Juventus penalty area.

Zhang Han headed the ball and Eto'o from Cameroon got a chance to shoot. Unfortunately, I don't know why the shot was a little hesitant, but it was destroyed by Chiellini's kick.

Another minute later, Inter Milan made a comeback. Maicon and Balotelli played a wonderful cooperation on the wing. Maicon took the opportunity to send a 1-degree cross. Zhang Han dived to the top and the ball almost flew into the goal. On the occasion, Buffon was able to save the bottom line.

"The game, there is still half a minute left in the game, Inter Milan, Inter Milan won another corner kick."

Seeing that the game was about to end, even the commentator became extremely nervous and said in a trembling voice.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"

An extended version of GOAL! ! ! , sounded when the referee raised his whistle and put it to his mouth.

"Lore, countdown lore! Just, the countdown lore in less than ten seconds belongs to our stadium thug—Zhang!"

Maybe, maybe the commentator was too excited, and unexpectedly, he made a big joke, calling Zhang Han's equalizing goal a lore.

Unlike the last time, this time, none of the Inter Milan players grabbed the corner kick taken by Sneijder, but neither did the Juventus players.

In the chaos in the penalty area, the ball hit Cannavaro's back and bounced towards the goal.

Buffon, and Buffon again, made the crucial save to keep his partner's own goal out.

Then, and then there was a chaotic Juventus penalty area, everyone stretched their feet randomly, and the ball jumped around.

In short, jumping and jumping, it reached the feet of a tall man, and saw the giant supporting the Italian goalkeeper Buffon with his body, playing a good game of protecting the ball in the small penalty area of ​​Juventus, flicking back and forth with his feet.

In the end, I didn't know how to dial it. I flicked it with my heel, and the ball pierced through the crotch of the Italian goalkeeper who played like a god in the audience, and rolled into the goal behind him.

(End of this chapter)