National Treasure Striker [Football]

When Julian was in the tunnel at the Bernabéu the next day, he realized that something was not right.

His boss and captain just ignore him with a stinking face, but the content of the conversation of the Real Madrid players seems to be related to the elder brother?

He still understands Spanish, which is very similar to Italian.

Pepe: "...Fortunately, that kid doesn't play forward, otherwise I wouldn't be able to play."

Marcelo: "Doesn't that mean he can also play as a striker?"

Pepe: "That's the national team, isn't he still the goalkeeper for the club?"

Marcelo: "Are there strikers that neither you nor Sergio dare to mess with?"

Pepe: "Didn't you read the news this morning? That kid kicked the gangster's gun away with his bare hands?... Never mind, anyway, it's Cris and the others who are fighting him, so let's move forward less."

Cassie's papa: "..." Then he is really relieved.

Ramos: "Yes, he has two tricks. Sese didn't see it with his own eyes, but Mesut saw it... No one wants to change jerseys with him today, right? Sese decided to exchange a set with him and take it back as a souvenir."

Kaka, who didn't change his jersey last time: "..."

Julian stood behind them with his hands behind his back and an expression of interest on his face.

Ozil looked back and spotted Julian before his teammates.

It's not a problem to talk small things in front of the Lord, so Ozil just teased Ramos and asked him to be quiet.

When several people turned their heads and saw Julian, they immediately shut up.

Wanting to pretend that nothing happened, they were silent for a few seconds, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

...What the hell?Why is Arsenal's No. 88 a piece of clothing worn by other Arsenal players? !

They didn't believe it at first, until they saw another Arsenal player wearing a goalkeeper jersey——

That kid played as a striker in this game? !

Julian gave them a friendly smile, and swaggered to the front to find the captain.

He played forward with the captain in this game, and he has to stand with the captain when queuing up

Van Persie turned to stare at him, and put his hands on the back of his neck: "It didn't hurt anywhere, did it?"

Julian said: "No. The team doctor has seen it, and it's all right."

Van Persie expressed disbelief: "After the game, you should go to the hospital again."

Xiao Jiju gave him a sideways glance, why, he felt that he was a hero to save the beauty last night... Did he give himself a concussion after he drew his sword to help?

He kicked people skillfully so that it wouldn't hit his brain!

Van Persie also squinted at him, why did the old father let you do this, so you don't have any points?I don't know if there is still a game today?Don't you know that you are also a player?

It’s okay to run out alone at night in an unfamiliar place, but when you encounter such a dangerous situation, you draw your sword to help, and it’s the opponent’s player who helps. How can this kid be so good?

Van Persie twisted his ear and said a few more words to him.

Julian admitted his mistakes with a good attitude, and promised again and again that he would not be brave next time. If it happened again, he would definitely pick up Ozil and run away, and he would not be tough with lunatics.

The game was about to start, and Van Persie stopped the topic, and then asked casually: "Are you sure you want to play for Italy? Do you want to change?"

Julian nodded, yes, the jersey numbers are coming down.

Didn't the captain know it long ago, why did he confirm it with him again?

Xiao Jiju rolled his eyes, hehehe: "Captain, are you sorry that you can't face me in the group stage?"

Van Persie: "...not at all."

Julian smiled and leaned over to him and said something: "Captain, my cousin told me that the Italian team is going to find a country in a different group to play a warm-up match and practice. It is said that they are already discussing this with the Dutch football team~ "

Van Persie: "...that's right."

As the captain of the Dutch team, Van Persie knew this.

Thinking of this, he teased Julian: "Can you make it through? Don't need to fly?"

He still said: "You'd better get used to it, sometimes it's really inconvenient not to fly."

Julian sighed slightly. Anyway, the captain is on his own, so it’s okay to tell him the truth: “Captain, I’m actually not airsick, I’m afraid of flying. I can still find ways to protect myself on the ground. If there is any problem in the sky, I will no solution anymore."

Xiaojiju said that he doesn't like that kind of situation that is out of his control.He doesn't like to be passive, he likes to be rhythmic.

…Of course, except playing against the wind at Arsenal.

It turned out to be a problem with senior Bergkamp.Van Persie looked at him: "Afraid of flying? Have you seen a psychiatrist?"

Julian shook his head, the psychiatrist had never experienced a plane crash.

As long as he doesn't take the plane, he can't remember it, and he won't have nightmares or anything, but when he gets on the plane, he can't do it. The feeling of suffocation and weightlessness like strangling his neck is something he will never forget for the rest of his life.

Van Persie was thoughtful: "Well, is the pillow I gave you before still with you?"

Julian nodded obediently.

Van Persie said: "Little Shaquille has collected a lot of pillows in the shape of fish, and I will give you a few later."

General Fan’s logic is simple and rude: when he and Julian were on the plane together, he gave him a pillow, and he was still sleeping soundly. The general thought that a pillow is a good thing. Sleep with a pillow and you're done!

Isn't one pillow enough?That's two!

Julian was startled, what the hell, is Fathead Fish going to give him a lot of Fathead Fish pillows?

Such material feelings really moved my elder brother!

Van Persie thought to himself that it was urgent to treat psychological problems. It would be better to hit the sun than to choose another day. Let Julian try on the night flight after today's game.

He's personally eyeing a flight once and it won't be a problem.

Xiaojiju laughed coquettishly: "Thank you Captain, you are much more useful than your pillow~"

Although I couldn't hear what they were talking about, I silently watched the referee team who had been biting their ears for a long time: "..."

It was the Italian referee Kashaoyi who was the referee for the game. Knowing that Julian played as a striker in this game, he paid more attention to it-this guy is really diligent in the recent cross-border headlines.

The refereeing world has spread all over the deeds of this goalkeeper who made Arsenal's style of painting look wrong.

Looking at the skill in the opponent's video, it is right to be careful when he fights with the grumpy Real Madrid defender, but the quality of the young man who sees injustice is also worthy of praise.

The referee team has nothing against him, and the Italian product must be a high-quality product.

The commentator started yelling after getting the roster: "Friends in the audience! Today's Arsenal is very different. They have an extra player on the field who we don't usually see!"

"Look at the lineups of the two teams... Arsenal's goalkeeper is playing the forward position in this game!"

The camera cut to Mourinho, and the coach's face looked a bit complicated.

Saying you are happy is not like being happy, and saying you are not happy is not like being unhappy.

"This game is very interesting... I don't know what method Real Madrid coach Mourinho will come up with."

"Guys! I was still impressed by Felix's game against Manchester City!...Two goals and two assists! I don't know what surprise he will bring us today!"

His partner said: "I don't know what surprise it will give us, but I guess the Italian coach must have watched the game and agree with your words."

None of the Real Madrid players expected that Julian would play as a striker in this game... It was obvious that the opponent was the goalkeeper in the last match.

Of course, the goalkeeper had fooled San Kasi and scored them a goal. The opponent could pass halftime in this game, and I don't know what monsters will come out!

They are very serious. Last time they were kicked 3-1 by Arsenal. This time it is their home court. The ideal state is that they play Arsenal 2-0.

Arsenal may have a chance to score, they have to score more... It's okay, Arsenal's goalkeeper named Almunia doesn't seem to be as poisonous as Julian.

Serve seriously, cooperate seriously, pass and catch seriously, defend, attack, shoot.

The Real Madrid players who played the ball seriously seemed to have forgotten something.

That seems to be quite important.

It's too late to think about what I forgot. The ball passed into the Real Madrid penalty area has already made the Real Madrid players unable to control it!

Julian's demeanor in the jersey of an ordinary player is different from when he was a goalkeeper!Taking off the goalkeeper's clothes is like getting rid of the shackles on him!

During the march, it is like a wild horse running wild!

Julian started in a small area when his teammates in the midfield passed the ball to the front field. His position was on the right. Mr. Wenger said that the center and right are his range of activities, and then he can cooperate with the left at any time. Van Persie.

The camera followed the passed ball and recorded Van Persie chasing the ball. Seeing that Van Persie was intercepted by Pepe, he saw that Van Persie knocked the ball back without hesitation!

A pair of coquettish sneakers appeared in the upper corner of the camera!

The owner of the sneakers moved his legs quickly!

The voice of the commentary sounded immediately: "This move! This speed! Arsenal's attack is faster than Real Madrid's counterattack!... Who is responding? Who is it?!"

This is the second time Van Persie has played forward with Julian. Last time, he hesitated and passed it to Walcott. This time, he has fully trusted Julian!

The shot is all about the person who is about to catch the ball!

The man's hair was flying back as he ran fast, a touch of brilliant gold almost blinded the Real Madrid defender's eyes!

Marcelo interfered with Julian when he went up, and his good sense of the ball allowed him to occupy a favorable position one step ahead of Julian, and at the same time forcefully pushed Julian away from the ball!

Julian was almost not knocked down by this brute force guy, but his own balance is also amazing, he thought the ball could be saved, so he didn't fall directly.

Marcelo has stretched his legs to reach the ball, ready to clear with his big feet!

But when his short legs were about to touch the ball, a longer leg stretched out beside him!

It was Julian, who was blocked by him and logically couldn't touch the ball again!

The ball in Marcelo's bowl is scooped up by some spider.

"Marcelo missed the ball! His legs don't seem to be long enough! Felix! Julian Felix - the hook! ... And then what to do with the ball?"

Marcelo: ? ? ?

Fuck?How amazing are you with long legs?

Julian hooked the ball and it was not convenient to shoot. Marcelo reacted quickly and got stuck in the dead corner for the second time.However, Julian had already figured out how to deal with it. His muscles hardly needed reaction time. After hooking the ball, he used the strength of the ball to turn in a different direction!

The ball went to his front right!

And he himself bypassed Marcelo from the left at the same time, and appeared at the landing point of the ball two seconds later!

Marcelo's fluffy curly hair was about to explode, and he felt like he was being ripped off...he was tricked!

Excited commentary: "This turn around is beautiful!!"

Before he had time to say more words of praise, Julian raised his eyes and locked on the guarded Casillas after receiving the pass from himself!

Cassie blocked the near corner, and there was a large empty goal behind him. As long as the ball is on the foot of any teammate who came up to fill in, he can successfully score!

Julian just wants to pass the ball, and the pass is more secure.But other Real Madrid defenders don't eat for free. Van Persie and others have been guarded one-on-one, so they didn't leave any openings.So the moment Julian passed the ball with his right foot, it changed to a straight push!

Because I saw Julian's intentions, I subconsciously wanted to step forward in order to respond earlier to Casillas who saved the ball from another position:! ! !

The speed of the ball was so fast that his hand was a step slower, and his center of gravity was unstable—the ball rolled between his open legs!

This is the way!Imitate the goal that Yibo Xiaojiju conceded in the first round!

Ozil also scored goals like this!

- The ball went in!

"goooooooooooooal!! In the 6th minute of the game, Arsenal took the lead to break through Real Madrid's goal. It was their goalkeeper Julian Felix who scored the goal... No, not their striker Julian Felix!"

Looking at the message boards, they went crazy, and the commentator was still thinking about whether to be serious: "This away goal came earlier than Real Madrid's! Arsenal are in very good form today!"

But he soon discovered that this decision was obviously wrong. His partner was too excited to stop, and on the field, the overjoyed Arsenal players had already rushed over, trying to pounce on the hero who scored the goal!

Let's play a wave of slow motion and blow it up!

"This turn reminds me of the Ice Prince Bergkamp! Turn around and surpass others! Full of spirituality! He played with the spiritual Brazilians!"

"He is indeed a good striker! God! Was he really a goalkeeper before? Why did he want to be a goalkeeper?"

"Julian Felix proved his worth to the Italian coach and also to the German coach with his goal in the opening 6 minutes!"

Julian was about to run to the coaching bench over there to find Wenger to give him a hug. The boss spoiled him so much. If he wanted to play as a striker, he would play as a striker. If he wanted to play as a goalkeeper, he would play as a goalkeeper. The goal must be dedicated to his dear coach who is like a teacher and a father!

The idea is good, but the pig teammates are not strong enough, everyone is surrounded, and the skills of blocking the road are comparable to top defenders:

"Yuni, you are awesome! Let my brother kiss you!"

"As expected of a man who can play as a striker in the national team, Youni is amazing!"

The little Jiju whose face was covered with saliva accidentally:? ? ?

No, the eldest brother played forward to prove that he was not that excited. What's going on with this group of people?

The plan to go to the boss to celebrate failed, so Julian had no choice but to prepare for another one.

Real Madrid is really nervous this time. Arsenal scored a goal, which means that Real Madrid's original away goal advantage is no longer.And, they have to score 4 goals to advance!

There were more and more people staring at Julian, and he didn't find a particularly good opportunity all at once.So he retreated a little bit, thinking about whether to grab a cake and make it for himself.

The best offense is the best defense. If their forwards score more goals, the defenders and goalkeepers behind will be able to lie down and win!

When Julian withdrew, he accidentally withdrew a little deeper, ran directly to the midfield, and ran into Ozil who was busy making cakes.

It's an acquaintance and a predestined relationship.

Xiao Jiju grinned and showed his eight friendly white teeth to his daughter-in-law~

Ozil always felt that his bamboo horse laughed him panicked.

Seeing Julian running near the midfield, many people thought this scene was familiar. If Julian didn't wear a goalkeeper jersey, everyone would think that he was a routine operation when he was a goalkeeper!

Assistant coach Pat waved his arms on the sidelines: What are you doing, go back to your position, your position will overlap with your midfield teammates, do you know that?

Walcott, who was filled by him, didn't mind, he just came if he wanted to, as long as he moved to the front.

Maybe I can pick up a cake to eat.

Julian's opportunity to find a piece of cake came quickly. He saw the opportunity and lurked behind Ozil who was catching the ball, and then snatched his ball from behind him like a dog!

Ozil:? ? ?

Julian stole the cake, turned around and rushed towards the Real Madrid goal, but the Real Madrid midfielder was much more powerful than the Arsenal midfielder. Alonso came up to help, and he and his teammates worked together to bring Julian down!

The referee blew the whistle directly and awarded Arsenal a direct free kick.

Taking care of the home court, he didn't give a yellow card.

Julian quickly got up, he had no problems, and discussed with Van Persie who came to ask him about his situation: "Captain, let me take the penalty for this ball!"

Van Persie nodded: "You made it, you punish it."

The referee ordered the people on both sides to line up the wall, and Ozil was among them. He and Khedira stood together, and the two were ready to cover their crotches.

In fact, when the referee gave a free kick, everyone in Real Madrid suddenly thought of something...

Fuck?Who will take this free kick?

Arsenal are very bold, you don't even need to guess, Van Persie has gone to the wall, and there is only one person behind the free kick.

A man with blond hair wearing flamboyant pink sneakers.

Ozil: "..."

Khedira couldn't help but patted Ozil's shoulder, and found that the shoulder muscles of the little friend were extremely stiff.

"Hey, listen to me, Mesut, take a deep breath and relax... you'll be fine!" Khedira decided to save it.

Everyone in Real Madrid glanced at Ozil one after another... Who said Mesut's shadow has been cured?

Julian seemed to think of something too, and he smiled.

Mo Fang, brother will teach you to avoid the human wall.