Chapter 953: Hanging the Jersey? It’s Not Time to Celebrate Yet!

"Messi! Messi! Messi!"

"Messi! Messi! Messi!"

The white sea of ​​silence in the Bernabeu suddenly made the name Messi jump out, shocking the entire audience. Even the voices of a thousand Barcelona fans shocked the Bernabeu.

"Farke!"

"Farke!"

"Farke!"

Real Madrid fans were full of anger and looked at Messi's move of drying his jersey, with murderous intent.

"Why is he so arrogant? Just because of this goal?"

"The villain succeeds."

"After scoring a goal, he thinks he is the best in the world and can be so arrogant!"

"The game is not over yet, wait, the game is not over yet!"

Soon, the huge boos in the stands overwhelmed the cheers of the Barcelona fans.

This is the Bernabeu and we cannot tolerate being humiliated like this by you!

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"Haha! What am I talking about? Messi really scored a goal, and it was such a beautiful free kick. Adan couldn't prevent the ball at all. Messi's footwork is too good. In fact, his free kick shooting skills It’s been improving, but people don’t see it.”

... Huang Jianxiang felt very depressed, especially after hearing Bin Yan's words, he really wanted to hit him! I really want to throw a bench at me.

In front of the TV cameras, Chinese fans were even angrier than Huang Jianxiang.

"What the fuck are you doing, what are CCAV doing? Why haven't you bombarded this guy? Which country is this guy from? He's still kneeling down and licking Messi."

"You're hanging on your mother, you're on the street, you really want to die, I'll chop her with my knife!"

"sb, sb, sb!"

"With more than 10 minutes left, I don't believe Real Madrid will lose the game!"

"Dong Fangzhuo, Brother Dong, hurry up and show off your power! We must not let Messi win the game just like this!"

"How many people will be unable to hold their heads up!"

"Damn it, I can't stand it anymore, ahhhhhh!"

"Driving me crazy!!!"

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"Messi has gone too far,"

"There is no need to do this at the Bernabeu. It will definitely cause a lot of controversy and criticism after the game. This is the worst celebration I have ever seen." Huang Jianxiang unceremoniously believed that Messi's behavior was very bad.

"I believe most people have the same opinion as me, except for the people in Barcelona who don't agree."

He didn't care that Bin Yan was around and just started spraying.

"The game is not over yet, but don't shoot yourself in the foot."

At this moment, Messi's No. 10 jersey is so dazzling in the eyes of every non-Barcelona person, even non-Real Madrid fans feel the strong smell of gunpowder.

"Something big is going to happen, something big is going to happen!" Lineker shouted excitedly.

"Dong, Ronaldo, you have to use all your skills. People are stepping on the door of your house. What will you do?"

"Can you turn the tide?"

"There are still about ten minutes left. If you can't, you will be engraved on the pillar of shame of El Clasico. Ten, fifty, or even a hundred years later, when people mention this game, people will say Messi hung up his jersey at the Bernabeu and became Barcelona's savior."

"It's terrible, it's terrible. Inadvertently, Messi escalated the hatred. This hatred is enough to push the relationship between the two teams to a new level!"

"Messi, this is the craziest thing you have ever done since your debut."

In Barcelona, ​​in the square outside Camp Nou, 200,000 Barcelona fans celebrated wildly in the open air. The moment they saw Messi holding his jersey high, they also reached a climax.

"Messi,"

"Messi!"

"Messi!"

They worship Messi almost like a god.

On Catalan TV, the commentator Cruyff raised his arms and shouted, "Messi! This is the Messi we need! This is the Messi we have been waiting for a long time!"

"Barcelona needs a Messi like this! In him,

Finally derived the temperament of a king, he finally began to conquer the Bernabeu! "

"Let us cheer for Messi, victory belongs to us!"

In Brisno Aires, Argentina.

In the live broadcast room of the National Sports Station, Maradona's behavior was almost exactly the same as Cruyff's.

"Well done!"

"Messi! I like Messi like this!"

"You've finally grown up, yes, just press down on Real Madrid and do it! Just humiliate Real Madrid and that damn Chinese!"

His words became even more arrogant, and he even started to sneer at Dong Fangzhuo.

"You have to tell everyone that you are the number one in the world, and all Chinese people are fake. In front of you, you are the king! You can defeat anyone!"

Messi was hugged by all the Barcelona players. At this moment, he really became a god.

Even if it costs a yellow card, it's worth it.

On the sidelines, Barcelona coach Guardiola grinned widely and already twisted his coquettish buttocks. It was such a relief! His team needs such a victory, he needs such a Messi!

On the other end, there was silence on Mourinho's side. He stood almost motionless.

The development of things really exceeded his expectations. Real Madrid was not able to take the initiative to control its own destiny at home.

Fate favored Barcelona.

His eyes turned to Dong Fangzhuo on the field.

Dong, what are you waiting for?

In fact, like ordinary fans, he placed all his hopes on Dong Fangzhuo.

Creaking, Dong Fangzhuo clenched his fists very tightly. His fighting spirit was so strong for the first time. This Messi really set him on fire.

It is undeniable that this guy has really grown up again. He is no longer the boy hiding in the greenhouse. He seems to have become the most powerful opponent in advance!

Dong Fangzhuo clearly remembers that the act of drying the jersey was five or six years later, but now it is so much earlier!

All right……

Dong Fangzhuo carefully examined and thought about all this.

beep,

The referee's whistle sounded.

There is really not much time left for Real Madrid.

All the Real Madrid players ran faster.

If we lose 3:4, it will be the end of the world.

No motivational words are needed.

Even Ozil seems to have added a lot of motivation. He runs much faster than before, but the ball passed by Dong Fangzhuo is a bit slow.

A pair of Ottoman glanced directly at him, and he drew a perfect arc with his left foot. The ball actually crossed the field horizontally and landed at Marcelo's feet.

Marcelo actually didn't stop the ball and pushed directly with his left foot. He mastered his footwork very well and the ball went directly over the heads of Messi and Alves!

Di Maria quickly shook off Alves and was about to rush to the ball, but Alves kicked Di Maria down.

"Alves is hateful!"

"Cristiano Ronaldo and Dong Fangzhuo are both outflanking!"

"This foul is so critical!"

"The position is not good and the ball cannot be shot directly. It is probably better to give it to Ozil or Di Maria."

Huang Jianxiang felt very sorry, "But Dong Fangzhuo can still give it a try."

But Dong Fangzhuo didn't stand there. After he and Ozil shouted and whispered a few words, they ran into the penalty area.

There were already as many as 6 Real Madrid players in the Barcelona penalty area. There was no need to be conservative at this time. Almost the entire army was suppressing the situation.

Both he and Ronaldo stood in the middle, flanked by Pique, Mascherano, and Adriano. The three of them kept them out.

Pepe and Carvalho held back other players one after another, while Marcelo and Khedira waited for the opportunity. Outside the penalty area, Alonso and Di Maria were roaming, and near the center line, only Arbeloa was guarding.

This is really a desperate move...

It was the 83rd minute, and there was much less time left for them.

beep,

The referee blew the whistle, Ozil took a breath, and then ran up and delivered the ball!

The ball passed the front point and quickly fell into the middle!

The ball is very powerful, but the arc falls quickly.

Snapped,

The ball bounced off the ground and no one touched it!

The fans in the sky broke into a cold sweat at the same time.

In a flash of lightning, four people in the middle stretched out their legs at the same time, but no one touched it, and the ball actually bounced away!

"oops!"

Before he finished speaking, Marcelo made a flying tackle from behind and actually knocked down the ball.

call!

The ball's flight direction was finally changed.

"Ah, no!"

"don't want!"

With a bang, the ball actually hit the side net and missed.

The legs are short. If Marcelo's legs were longer, he could kick the ball in...

"What a shame, we almost equalized the score."

Valdez had quick eyesight and quick hands, and was not frightened by the shot. He fished the ball with his left hand and immediately threw it out.

"not good!"

"Danger!"

Neymar ran to the middle and waved, and Valdes threw the ball in the direction of him!

"Neymar!"

I saw Neymar hook the ball back with his left foot, and he was able to pick the ball to the right side of his body, a beautiful unloading action! Then he started running wildly with the ball.

Behind them, Alonso and Di Maria were chasing after each other like crazy. It was impossible not to chase. Arbeloa was the only one left behind. Can that guy stop Neymar?

Whoosh——

A gust of wind passed by them so fast that they almost didn't see who it was, but the number 9 behind them was still very clear.

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"It's Dong Fangzhuo!"

The lightning-quick Dong Fangzhuo quickly pulled away and rushed out of Barcelona's penalty area the moment he lost the opportunity to grab the ball. Who knows why he did this? Most frontcourt players would not do this even if they were beaten to death. After all, there are still Backcourt players.

But Dong Fangzhuo didn't. He seemed to have realized that this would happen a long time ago.

So when Valdes threw the ball, Dong Fangzhuo had actually rushed out of the penalty area. Although he was not as close as Alonso and Neymar, he was faster!

Huhu, Neymar also heard the wind and couldn't help but look sideways.

Damn it, why is it him!

He was stunned for a moment, but Dong Fangzhuo was already moving forward with him.

Before he could react, Dong Fangzhuo's shoulder bumped diagonally, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

Farke!

In physical confrontation, he was no match for Dong Fangzhuo. He had never thought that he would be caught up by Alonso or Di Maria. Who knew Dong Fangzhuo would come up?

The ball was kicked far away by him. Because of this, he also suffered a loss in speed and failed to control the ball. After the physical contact, Dong Fangzhuo did not foul at all.

Thank you very much to Avelloa in front!

Dong Fangzhuo hooked the ball with his right foot, then turned around and rushed back with the ball!

This scene is really scary!

Being able to snatch the ball back like this, Dong Fangzhuo feels so shocking.

"Dong,"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

Real Madrid fans instantly cheered up.

"The ball still belongs to Real Madrid!"

"Dong Fangzhuo dribbled the ball back to Barcelona's penalty area!"

His teammates re-entered Barcelona's penalty area.

Shasha, Iniesta's short legs didn't care about the foul and directly tackled Dong Fangzhuo.

Dong Fangzhuo suddenly stepped on the ball with his right foot, moved to the right, and calmly avoided Iniesta's tackle!

"Oops..." Guardiola on the sidelines couldn't help clenching his fists, but Dong Fangzhuo raised his left foot and feinted again, evading Busquets' blockage.

This scene is very similar to the action of Robben, another figure in international football. Whether it is a fake shot or a real shot, the speed and rhythm are exactly the same.

But just when everyone thought Dong Fangzhuo would continue to move to the left, Dong Fangzhuo dunked his left foot and made a beautiful violin-playing move into Barcelona's penalty area!

No, this should not be called playing the violin, but should be called playing the cello!

Because with this pull, he not only pulled Mascherano, but also Pique!

"Ah! The defense line has been penetrated!"

He caught up with the ball on the line of the small penalty area.

"Shoot!"

Dong Fangzhuo pushed with his right foot and the ball rolled against the turf towards the far post.

"Oops, it's off!"

"wrong!"

"Marcelo!"

Marcelo shoveled out from behind!

He had completed a flying tackle just now, but this time he was obviously more prepared and his position was better, because it was a ground ball and the ball could not fly easily.

"Snapped!"

"The ball is in!"

"The ball is in!"

"Marcelo!"

"Marcelo!"

"Marcelo scored, he scored the equalizer!"

"4:4!"

"Real Madrid didn't give up, they equalized!"

"With Dong Fangzhuo's shocking breakthrough and assist, Real Madrid tenaciously equalized the score at home."

"In the 87th minute, the game finally became a draw again!"

"Ninety-nine percent of this goal is Dong Fangzhuo's credit. He grabbed the ball from Neymar's feet, then dribbled the ball through the entire Barcelona defense and gave Marcelo a nanny assist."

"Ah, he is so great!"

After Huang Jianxiang finished speaking, he began to look for Dong Fangzhuo.

"He can hang out his jersey now!"

"Oh no!"

"He didn't, he ran into the goal, picked up the ball, and he was walking back quickly."

"Yes, he is telling his teammates that a draw is not the end for us!"

"The victory he needs, he is telling everyone with his actions that what they need is victory, and he is not satisfied yet!"

"Marcelo felt very embarrassed and ran back quickly! His teammates all ran back quickly."

Soon, Dong Fangzhuo had put the ball on the center line, and even the Barcelona players were not as fast as him.

Drying the jersey? Nothing, now is not the time to celebrate!

"devil,"

"devil,"

"This devil!"

In the stands, Barcelona fans were heartbroken. The magic of Neymar and Messi has been forgotten by them, and Dong Fangzhuo's shocking breakthrough has penetrated their hearts.

"ah!"

"Can't stand it!"

"Can't stand it!"

"Why is this happening!"

They thought 4:3 was the final score, and their Messi was the final hero of the game.

But,

No, Dong Fangzhuo only took three minutes to respond.

This is not the end!

This is still just the beginning!

Outside Camp Nou, 200,000 Barcelona fans were silent.

Catalan TV, Cruyff didn't even fart, he didn't know what to say.

On the Argentine Sports Channel, Maradona was also dumbfounded. For a damn moment, he felt that the guy who was carrying the ball on the field just now was not Dong Fangzhuo, but Maradona.

"Oh yeah, Olala! I said, the game is not over yet! The game is not over yet!" In the Sky Sports live broadcast room, Lineker was dancing and excited. As Dong Fangzhuo's biggest fan in the world, Lineker was happier than any fan.

"Watch, the devil is about to show his real fangs. This is the beginning of the killing!"

Guardiola was scared, he was really scared. He staggered and almost fell to the ground. He had never been so embarrassed.

Messi, his number one favorite, was completely black at the moment, even turning purple. It is very possible that the pretense will not be successful.

Neymar, who caused one of the goals conceded, had a pale face, and Messi's words also came out at this time, "Pass the ball, pass the ball, don't be greedy!"

He almost yelled out, and these words were naturally directed at Neymar. If this little brat didn't want to show off, he might not have lost the ball.

Time, hurry up! Barcelona fans have begun to pray, and now they only need a draw to be satisfied.

Just like the fans think,

The referee has re-called the game.

"Keep the ball,"

"Keep the ball!"

"Keep the ball!"

Guardiola has never roared like this, waving his arms, fearing that something unexpected might happen.

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

Dong Fangzhuo's name still echoed throughout the audience.

Barcelona didn't nearly attack and kept kicking in the backcourt, but Real Madrid's players pounced on them like hungry wolves and began to press in a very methodical manner.

The iron triangle of Xavi, Busquets and Iniesta dropped the ball wildly in the midfield, constantly connecting with the backcourt. Even Messi was scared and had already recovered to half-time.

He doesn't want to lose either.

Neymar looked a little confused.

Why should you retreat at this time? Shouldn't it be time to continue to launch an onslaught and try to win the game? He really felt it was incredible, but he still ran back subconsciously.

He ran into a good position. It stands to reason that teammate Iniesta should pass the ball to him, but no!

well!

What a plane!

Neymar continued to run back and collided with Adriano's position.

The fast-moving ball quickly came to him and Adriano, but both of them were stunned for a moment because they didn't know who was going to take the ball!

But at this moment, Ronaldo, who was pulled to the wing, stepped on the ball first!

"What?"

"ah……"