National Treasure Striker [Football]

"Arsenal's goalkeeper ran for a free throw again?!" The commentary expressed the aspirations of countless fans.

"Wenger's tactics are terrible!"

Now there is only one sentence that can describe the mood of all the people watching this game, or all the people present:

What afuckinggoalkeeper! ! !

Even the Arsenal players didn't know what kind of medicine these two people were selling in their gourds. They all guessed in their hearts in a daze: Why should captain Van Persie take the free kick this time?

Milan players suffered a loss once, will they suffer a second time?

Of course, the Milan players will not be happy to watch Arsenal make a fuss again. No matter who they plan to let take the free kick, the Milan players no longer intend to honestly line up the wall!

Gattuso sacrificed his little friend, and he asked Ibrahimovic to stand on the outside, don't come to join in the fun.

Seize every opportunity, shoot Arsenal an empty goal and you're done!

Wenger's complexion is getting worse and worse.

Julian is really confident. This kind of desperate spirit is really a desperate fight.

The old man thinks that it has not reached that point yet, Julian's second free kick is unnecessary, and there is not much time left for Arsenal, but if Milan seizes this gap and scores a goal, then there is really no time.

The Arsenal fans didn't dare to watch at all. Julian's sudden move to the frontcourt scared them to the point of suffocation.

Van Persie didn't stop him?God!Isn't the Arsenal captain afraid of taking the blame?

You know, if Julian didn't enter, he would definitely be half as responsible as Van Persie!

But soon, the commentary slowed down: "Fans and friends, I am surprised and excited. Someone on the field is willing to put on such a strong self-confidence... This is a very dangerous decision for Arsenal, or the Arsenal goalkeeper... …but!"

"As long as this goal is scored, the tickets for the quarter-finals will fly to Arsenal's arms!"

"It's better to trust Felix!"

Julian got the acquiescence of Van Persie, he looked up at the goal, and walked to the most suitable angle for him to play the ball!

At the same time, he looked at Van Persie and signaled that the other party did not need to be a green leaf, he could participate in the human wall!

The big brother scored a free kick, no one needed help to interfere with the line of sight!

"You..." Van Persie looked at him, hesitating to speak.

"Captain, you can go, I can." Julian was very grateful to the captain, grateful for his willingness to give up this opportunity, and grateful for his trust.So he doesn't want the captain to take this free kick with him. He doesn't guarantee that he will score, but at least it will relieve the pressure on Van Persie's shoulders.

Even if the ball was unlucky and he really failed, he didn't want Van Persie to help him take the blame.

Xiaojiju can take care of his own affairs, don't worry, Fathead Fish!

Van Persie didn't say anything in the end, and walked towards the edge of the human wall. His action caused another uproar.

At this moment, everyone knows who the candidate for this free kick is——

There is no choice, but the goalkeeper who is too young!

The referee just blew his whistle once, but the players lining up the wall were too impetuous and rushed out of the original range before his whistle blew, so he had to stop blowing and signaled to try again.

The whistle sounded for the second time, and the players lined up on the wall watched the green goalkeeper start...

I don't know why, but I suddenly feel that my calves are trembling!

Damn it, if Van Persie stood in front of them, they wouldn't be so nervous!

Letting Van Persie score a goal can also be said that Van Persie is a striker, he has superb shooting skills... What the hell let the goalkeeper Julian score another free kick?Where are the faces of their elders?

Julian said that it is right to be nervous!

With a free kick, bet on a victory 10 minutes early!

The bet is very simple...lose the game early!

Julian was never afraid of gambling, but Julian was afraid that he would not dare to gamble!

He ran towards the football with great acceleration, kicked it as soon as it flew up, and didn't even look at other places - the terrified or mocking eyes of other people had nothing to do with him!

His heart is only goal (barbecue)!

Since the last time he ate fish, Xiaojiju hasn't touched any meat other than chicken breast for a month!He is very thin now!

The ball went out, and the crowd was in chaos. Only the commentator could appreciate the ball's path from God's perspective at that moment!

——Not Pirlo's deciduous ball!Not Van Persie's curveball either!

It was a simple and crude heavy artillery, and the whistling sound of the ball flying towards the goal seemed to have precipitated all the strength of a player's talent and hard work, strength and courage!

Seeing the ball passing overhead, the Milan players who couldn't reach it were already desperate!

They had no choice but to look back helplessly, praying for their goalkeeper to be strong——

It was a powerful ball with a tricky angle, and the goalkeeper couldn't take both angle and strength into account in a very short period of time!

At this time, the goalkeeper Amelia was already at a loss. He had just tried his best to save Julian's free kick but failed to save it. He fell into a very bad state of annoyance, so he A ball is also a little trance, and the subconscious is to pounce in a certain direction!

The moment his hand was hit by some terrible force, he was stunned——

Um?Did he hit the ball?

Consciousness preceded reaction, and he knocked the ball out... Seeing the players from the two teams vying for each other in front of him, he realized belatedly——

He saves the ball!

God!How did he do it?Was he possessed by an angel of God? !

He is simply blinded in one direction... Could it be that God also wants Milan to advance? !

There is no lack of regret in the voice of commentary A: "Felix's second free kick did not succeed! God! The balance of victory will completely fall to AC Milan..."

But at the next moment, he couldn't speak anymore, because he saw that the ball saved by Milan's goalkeeper happened to be pushed out by someone in the chaotic crowd, and it went in the opposite direction of Milan's goal!

In that direction, go straight to Arsenal's empty door!

Julian reacted the fastest among all of them. When he saw the Milan goalkeeper flying, he immediately realized that the goal had not been scored, and he immediately ran towards his own goal!

Julian is ready to bear any failure, and he will immediately make up for his mistakes with the most appropriate actions!

There is no excuse, failure is his mistake.

There was a burst of unconcealable disappointment on the faces of the Arsenal fans, and the anxiety and fear mentioned in their throats!

The failure of this goal seemed to pour a basin of cold water on everyone's fanatical heads, allowing them to recover from the joy of breaking the boat that was unconsciously substituted.

Although they disagree, they subconsciously want to believe Julian...

But now...

Until a burst of shouting interrupted the continuation of the sadness of the stock plunge: "No, no, no! There is more! There is more!!"

Julian heard a familiar, stable but unruly roar from behind: "Julian!"

Van Persie failed to win the first point when he flew to reach the ball, so he could only interfere with the opponent, so that the opponent could not comfortably transfer the ball to his forward.

Van Persie tried his best to fulfill his promise to help Julian. He changed the direction of the ball and let the ball fly to Julian who turned around and ran a few meters away!

Hearing this sound, Julian turned his head. The ball that fell from the sky gradually enlarged in his gray-green pupils!

The camera seemed to capture the next complete scene in slow motion!

The ball flew towards the Arsenal goalkeeper, and beside him, the tall and dangerous Swedish No. 11 Ibrahimovic was already approaching him!

He didn't have time to turn around!He didn't even have time to stop that high shot!

His ball will be snatched!

"Ahhhhhh!" the female fans who became Arsenal supporters because of Julian covered their eyes and screamed in despair.

But in the next second, before Ibrahimovic's threat, Julian suddenly lowered the center of gravity of his upper body, and his leg muscles suddenly exerted force-he did not have time to stop the ball, let alone turn around, but he still had a high degree of accuracy Amazing blind shot!

In the astonishment of everyone's eyes, his legs were off the ground, and his whole body flew backwards. In a large barb posture, the arch of his feet exerted force, and he kicked hard on the ball that hadn't landed yet. !

An action similar to his first debut, staged again!

The football immediately flew back to the penalty area and passed over everyone's heads again, and this time, it also passed the goalkeeper's five fingers!

It passed through a path in the air that is difficult for a machine to measure accurately. If it is higher, it will exceed the crossbar, and if it is shorter, it will encounter the goalkeeper. Looking at it——

have a look!have a look!Arsenal goalkeeper!Arsenal's Spider-Man!

He used an incredible coincidence to create a miracle that he dared not write twice!

The commentator paid tribute with a roar: "Julian~~Felix~~~goooooooooooooooal~~~~ Got it! Got it! Got Felix! Got the ball!! Arsenal got it!!!"

On the sidelines, I don't know whether to celebrate or not, Wenger: "..."

The fans who were stunned by the twists and turns of the goal: "..."

Hold.

Want to know how the German goalkeeper scores goals? !

GotofuckingArsenal! ! !

The moment the ball entered the net, Xiao Jiju raised his arms with a smile on his face again:

What are you doing in a daze!Hurry up and hug big brother!

Brother invites the whole team to eat barbecue (rounded up)! !

What are you talking about, big brother?The eldest brother will make mistakes, but the eldest brother can also seize every opportunity to make up for it!

Heavy artillery bombarded the door to go out of the African chieftain, and I decided the world with a barb!

There is always love in thousands of mountains and rivers, and it is impossible to let the barbecue go!

You can guess my ball, you can't beat my man!

Your father is still your father, and it is also your father at your goal!

Long live the barbecue!

"Ahhhhhh!" The Emirates Stadium fell into an indescribable madness, and almost no one could describe their mood at this moment!

Seeing Arsenal's score jump from 4-0 to 5-0, the feeling is the same as turning on the computer the next morning and finding that the stocks that have been going from green to trough suddenly soared straight up!

Some extreme fans just clamored that if they lost the game, they would jump off the stands at the risk of breaking their legs and fight the players desperately, but the next moment they lost the motivation to continue, one by one grabbed the railing in horror, and fell The edge of the broken leg finally woke up: Fuck!The ball went in!The ball is still in!

On the field, the gunners, dressed in red and white jerseys, seemed to be surrounded by a large field of red and white roses from a distance, and they couldn't care less about reason... What kind of barbecue?What goalkeeper kicks a free kick unreasonably?

We have Jiju!We have the quarterfinals!

Arsenal did not draw Barcelona this year!Arsenal is not Shiliu Lang this year!

The commentator didn't even know what he was talking about: "I don't believe in Felix anymore! I don't believe that his achievements will be so small! I don't believe that he will be absent from this year's European Cup! I only believe... the gold medal at the end of this year He must be among the top three in the Children's Awards!"

People are so excited that they can't think about what to celebrate, so they adopted the most original and exciting way of celebration——

Mountains of people!Squeeze!

come!Die Jiju!Anyway, there are a lot of hormones!

Everyone still ran a step slower, and the first to take the lead was Arsenal captain Van Persie.

The Dutchman rubbed Julian's face vigorously, deforming his face until he opened his mouth to say something, but it was too late.

The two of them were drowned under the pile of flesh that blocked the light by their demented teammates.

On the contrary, Julian muttered inarticulately, "Thank you, Captain."

……

In an almost impossible way, Arsenal have created a miracle for the Chiefs.

This game is officially listed as one of the most exciting events in the UEFA Champions League, but in the hearts of fans, it is the most exciting and exciting event, not one of them.

When the whistle sounded for the end of the game, Mr. Wenger didn't hold back the expression on his face, and hugged his coaching team with a smile.

Old Man Wenger smiled and said, "Pat, go back and order barbecue. Order more."

The assistant teacher laughed happily, then hesitated again: "Aren't you going to punish Julian?"

Wenger smiled slightly: "Punish, why not punish."

The old man unzipped his coat, calmly said: "Punish him to write a self-criticism, and write it next to the barbecue, and he will not be allowed to eat until he finishes writing."

The teaching assistant nodded: The boss is still smart!

Julian hooked up and said no to his warm father Van Persie, who was actually very honest in his heart, and walked towards the player tunnel. During this time, his eyeballs rolled around, and he easily found Ibrahimovic, who was very conspicuous in the crowd.

The corners of Xiaojiju's mouth curled up~

He beckoned to Ibrahimovic, and greeted him in a special way: "Myson, come here!"

Van Persie: "..."

Ibrahimovic was very unhappy after losing the game, but he regretted it, and he still would not refuse to see interested animals.

When he came over, he heard Julian talk about their bet without shy away from others: "Whoever loses is called father, you have to be willing to bet and admit defeat, little boy!"

Van Persie:? ? ?

No, it's fine if he has a cheap son. The cheap son is... a cheap grandson for him?

After taking a few glances at the tall and burly mutant grandson, the captain of Arsenal still found him very unpleasant.

Maybe it's a matter of appearance. It stands to reason that the two people who are equally arrogant, others' perceptions of them should not be too far apart, but Van Persie looks at Julian, and he can always keep himself as a kind old father; Seeing Ibrahimovic... I just want to hang this grandson up and beat him.

Ibrahimovic felt that it was okay to shout, but he didn't want to shout in front of so many people... Is Zlatan shameless?

So Daxiji's opening became: "Zlatan will not bet you here, but if you can convince Zlatan again, Zlatan can meet your request."

Julian narrowed his eyes, and Van Persie next to him stared at Ibrahimovic unkindly, with a look of "If you dare to play with my eldest son, I will burn the lion's head in braised sauce".

Their conversation was overheard and the nearby Arsenal players gathered with great interest.The Milan players were in a very low mood, but that didn't stop them from pricking up their ears.

Xiaojiju snorted, looked at a large trash can a few meters away, and took back the hand on Van Persie's shoulder.

Everyone strained their ears, ready to see Julian's reaction. After taking a few steps in silence, Julian suddenly turned to Ibrahimovic on the other side, stretched out his arms, and hugged his waist——

His arms were violently exerted, and the flexible and muscular lines of his waist were tightened. With all his strength, he hugged the 195-foot-tall Daxiji!

Ibrahimovic who suddenly vacated:? ? ?

Gattuso passing by:? ? ?

The bewildered crowd:? ? ?

What the fuck? !

It's not over yet!Then something happened that made everyone's jaws drop to the floor!

Julian seemed to have enough strength left. He picked up Ibrahimovic, and when he turned around, he took the person on his shoulders together!Throw it in the trash can next to it!

"Plop!" The trash can made an overwhelmed sound.

Everyone: "..."

Ibrahimovic sat in the trash can blankly, and after two seconds, he looked at Julian in disbelief.

Others reacted similarly. They even forgot the live broadcast camera not far above their heads, which probably hadn't been turned off yet.

Everyone was stunned. They stared at Julian, only to hear the latter say calmly, blushing and not panting: "You disobedient little boy, don't."

Everyone: "..."

Fuck?Scum... Scumbag comments? !

How the hell did you throw Ibrahimovic, a famous football weapon and one of the four major martial arts masters in Europe - Ibrahimovic, a black belt in taekwondo, into the trash can? inside? !

How dare you say such irresponsible (?) words to him? !

No, no, that's not the point!

The point is...fuck, how did Julian manage to hug Ibrahimovic? !

Ibrahimovic is also in a daze, Zlatan has been in football for so many years, has been going to the sky, and has never been surpassed!

He has always been the only one who throws others (Gattuso) into the trash can. When will someone else throw him Zlatan? !

Gattuso, who was extremely relieved after watching the whole process, laughed loudly: "Zlatan! You also have today!"