He secretly thought that it was bad. He wanted to pass the ball at this time unless he really wanted to lie down for a while.

In desperation, he gave up the pass and jumped up directly.

Even so, when he landed, he was dragged by the opponent. He staggered two steps and fell to the ground.

With the pain coming from his left foot, he subconsciously hugged his left leg. He cursed in his heart, the new sneakers are good, but the protection is still limited. It's really painful. I hope I won't be seriously injured again this time. I don't want to go back to bed.

The thought lasted only a moment, and he was interrupted by a roar.

"What do you want to do?"

When he peeked over, he found that Aubameyang had rushed up and protected him behind him.

Vidal, who had just climbed up, felt pressured when he saw Aubameyang, who was half a head taller than him, and apologized quickly.

"I just wanted to intercept, I didn't mean to hurt anyone."

Vidal explained in broken English, but Aubameyang was not willing to listen to his explanation and was about to push him. He was interrupted by the referee who came over and blew the whistle. Miyuan also hurriedly called him back.

"Pierre, pull me up!"

At this time, Reus also ran over and cooperated with Aubameyang to pull Miyuan up. After checking him, the two let him move for a while. After confirming that there was no problem, they looked at the referee.

The referee Fritz showed no mercy this time. When he saw Miyuan stand up, he called Vidal over.

"Your move just now was very dangerous. If the opponent hadn't dodged, your tackle would have directly broken his foot.

I hope you will pay attention to your moves in the future and not make such dangerous moves."

After saying this, he directly showed Vidal a yellow card and awarded a free kick in a good position to Dortmund.

Vidal had no objection to the penalty and took the initiative to shake hands with Miyuan to apologize.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"Don't say sorry to me, I hope you can remember this mistake."

Mi Yuan didn't say much, he was still very angry.

If he had passed the ball just now, Mark would definitely have scored.

The opponent's tackle completely ruined their attack, and they could only hope for Mark's free kick.

Fortunately, he fell in a very good position. The penalty spot was about 28 meters away from the goal, in front of the top of the arc in the middle of the penalty area, which was very suitable for Reus to shoot directly.

The fans who thought the two sides would fight were ready to watch the show, but they were a little disappointed to find that it stopped before it started.

What can excite fans in a derby game is the conflict on the field.

Although today's goal battle was exciting, there was always something missing.

The fans in the stadium shouted in unison.‘YU---!’, and his sight fell on Dortmund's free kick.

The game was almost over, and Bayern fans were not satisfied with Dortmund's free kick in such a good position.

They started shouting"Fly! Fly! Fly!"

Dortmund's fans were not to be outdone, shouting"Go! Go! Go!"

The Allianz Arena was full of people again, and the players on both sides of the field were preparing for attack and defense.

Dortmund players knew very well that this would be their last chance, and the time had entered the countdown stage.

It was impossible to tie the score, but if they could score, the game would be worth fighting for.

Reus, the first free kick taker, stood on the penalty spot again.

He took a deep breath, adjusted the position of the ball, and began to retreat.

The five-man wall 9.15 meters away from the ball had already stood in place, firmly blocking Reus's shooting line.

Other players were also outside the penalty area, ready to rush forward to clear the siege or make up the shot at any time.

At this time, Reus's eyes were firm, staring at the direction of the goal.

No one knew what he was thinking at this moment. The Dortmund fans at the scene all quieted down when they saw Reus adjusting his breathing on the big screen.

Bayern's fans also forgot to put pressure on him at this time, and all stared at the big screen.

Reus's face was full of sweat, and his clothes were already soaked with sweat, which showed how hard he fought in this game.

The referee's whistle sounded, and Reus ran steadily from the left side of the ball.

Then he opened his arms naturally, swung his right foot slightly, and kicked the bottom of the football hard.

The football rose from the ground, drew an arc, and fell rapidly after passing the wall of people and went straight to the dead corner on the left side of the goal.

At the same time as the whistle sounded, the players from both sides outside the penalty area also pushed and rushed into the penalty area.

Neuer saw the ball flying over, and immediately moved half a step sideways, kicked the ground hard with his right foot, threw his body to the left, and flew to save the ball, but he still couldn't touch the ball, and could only watch the ball fly into the goal.

After the referee blew the whistle for the goal to be valid, he blew the whistle for the end of the game.

The extra time had long passed, so there was no need for him to give Bayern time to kick off again.

The score was finally locked at 5:4. Bayern won the game, and Dortmund still failed to reverse the situation.

But they lost the game with honor, and the little bees at the scene gave them warm applause.

The moment the whistle sounded, Mi Yuan's feet softened and he sat down on the ground.

The pain in his left foot made him lose all his strength.

He untied his shoelaces and took off his shoes.

Then he took off his socks without caring about his image, and then he saw the redness and swelling on his feet.

This was when he was wearing new shoes and socks. Without this double protection, the bones would definitely be broken.

Marcus had been paying attention to the situation on the field. When he saw Mi Yuan taking off his shoes, he called the team doctor to rush up with a medical box. The

Dortmund players who had also lost the game and fought to exhaustion were originally in the same place, secretly sad.

When they saw the team doctor rushing up, they noticed that Mi Yuan was sitting on the ground with his socks off.

Everyone rushed to Mi Yuan, who had just returned from injury.

Marcus squatted on the ground and put Mi Yuan's left foot on his leg to check

"Move your toes and tell me how you feel."

Mi Yuan cooperated very well by bending his toes and even spread out his five toes to test their flexibility.

"Just some swelling and pain, no problem with movement"

"Fortunately, you are lucky, it's just redness and swelling after the collision, no bone injury."

Marcus said as he sprayed ethyl chloride on him to relieve the pain.

After confirming that Mi Yuan was fine, the teammates around him breathed a sigh of relief.

"You kid, don't just hold on when you're injured in the future." Hummels warned him seriously.

"I understand, Captain!"

Mi Yuan didn't dare to talk back at this time, and he admitted his defeat.

Aubameyang squatted in front of him and patted his shoulder.

"Come on up, I'll carry you!"

"No, I can do it."

As soon as Miyuan said no, he felt his body lighten and was picked up by someone.

Then he lay on Aubameyang's back, and his shoes and socks were carried by Mark as they walked to the locker room.

Hummels took the rest of his teammates to thank the fans at the scene.

At this time, Tuchel, who had just finished talking with Guardiola, realized that a group of people were escorting Miyuan to the locker room, and he quickly chased after them.

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