Chapter 470 Sorry

Dong Fangzhuo raised his right hand and pressed it gently on his chest, but there was still a dull pain in his chest. If it weren't for the pain, he would not choose to end the game. If he could persist, he would not give up.

There are several opportunities in life to compete in the finals.

However, fate is too tricky.

A few minutes before he was chanting for a goal, a few minutes later sadness swept over him.

Is this called extreme happiness leading to sorrow?

But this fate is a bit of a joke.

He didn't open his eyes from beginning to end, listening to the waves of calls outside, which were Barcelona fans screaming and cheering for Barcelona.

Time is so long, the first half can never be finished no matter how long it takes.

In the stands, there were sometimes excitement and sometimes sighs, but they were all the voices of Barcelona fans. Dong Fangzhuo knew without looking that Barcelona was suppressing his teammates.

But this time, the cheers at Camp Nou were so loud that it seemed like the entire stadium collapsed. The roaring cheers meant that a goal had been scored.

He opened his eyes in anger, only to see Ronaldinho running wildly on the turf.

Yes, he didn't know what kind of goal Ronaldinho scored, but he was sure that Ronaldinho scored.

Rossi and Pique fell into silence next to them, which seemed incompatible with the joy of Camp Nou.

People are happy, only the Manchester United players are silent.

"well,

"

Rossi sighed heavily. Although he was not able to appear, his mood was the same as everyone else's at this moment.

1:1, total score 2:3. In fact, Ronaldinho scored a beautiful long shot from the edge of Manchester United's penalty area.

At the end of the half, Manchester United still led in the total score.

In the locker room, Ferguson gave a passionate briefing, trying to regain the morale of the players.

Dong Fangzhuo also joined the ranks of motivating his teammates. At that time, Rooney and Ronaldo were still full of confidence.

Less than three minutes into the second half, Silvestre violated Giuly in front of the penalty area and gave Barcelona a free kick. As a result, Ronaldinho stood in front of the ball and scored a direct free kick.

2:1……

The total score was evened.

The army was defeated like a mountain! Manchester United were in complete disarray, and the bigger Barcelona was, the better, and they completely controlled the game.

The bad second half was like a nightmare! Rooney was inactive in the front, unable to form an effective attack in the midfield, and the backcourt was like scattered sand. Manchester United's third goal finally arrived.

Eto'o penetrated the door of Van der Sar...

Dong Fangzhuo sat on the bench from beginning to end and witnessed Barcelona finally massacre Manchester United.

pain.

This time it hurt more than the previous injury.

When you lose the ability to play, you can only watch the team being played by the opponent and being applauded but there is nothing you can do. This is really uncomfortable.

call,

It's so long, time really flies by.

“goooooooooooa1!”

"Messi, Messi, Messi!"

In a daze, he heard the shouts from the stands again. Messi came on as a substitute, otherwise he completed the final massacre.

1:4!

I am Cao Nima!

Dong Fangzhuo almost vomited blood and died, and even Messi stepped in to touch up the blow.

"It's over."

Rossi lay on the bench with his head drooped, without any strength at all.

"One day, we will have our revenge."

"I will definitely return it to them."

At this moment, what Dong Fangzhuo said seemed so illusory to Pique on the other side.

revenge?

He didn't believe it.

Although he is in Manchester United and hopes that Manchester United can win the game, he still firmly believes that Barcelona is definitely the strongest team today. When Messi and the others become truly strong, will Barcelona still have opponents?

Pique always looks at his Manchester United teammates and former Barcelona teammates with a complicated mentality...

Dong Fangzhuo glanced at Pique and seemed to see what he was thinking.

"Pique,"

"You are not believed."

"This may be the glory of Barcelona."

"One day, you may return to Barcelona and we will become rivals. At the other end of the day, you may regret returning to Barcelona, ​​and the winner will definitely be Manchester United."

Pique was silent for a while and said nothing. No matter what he said now, his teammates would not believe it. Who told him that he came from the La Masia training camp?

beep,

beep,

beep,

At the end of the game, Manchester United finally came off the field due to Dong Fangzhuo's injury. With a 1:0 lead, they were overturned by Barcelona 4:1 at home, and played a humiliating battle in the history of the Champions League.

Barcelona players immediately went crazy at the end of the game. Even Ronaldinho couldn't restrain his excitement and carried Messi high on his shoulders. They reached the Champions League final, which meant that they were one step away from the Big Ear Cup. One step further.

Cristiano Ronaldo and Rooney slowly walked off the field with their heads hanging down. They were heartbroken. After a whole season, this was the most painful game.

The only game in which the lead was reversed was the most important one.

Dong Fangzhuo finally stood up from the bench and walked to the court.

Even the stubborn Rooney shed tears at that moment. This scene seemed familiar.

Didn't it also happen when we faced AC Milan in the Champions League quarterfinals last year?

“We’ll be back next year and we’ll go even further.”

"You played well enough."

He celebrated his birthday and comforted Rooney. After touching his head, he walked towards Ronaldo.

C Luo Te was reduced to tears, and the pear blossoms were full of rain, but he was a man.

His red face was covered with tears.

"Crying."

"Remember this hatred."

"From now on, we will never lose to anyone again!"

Facing Ronaldo, he was more of a pusher.

"If you lose, you lose. It's not worth crying in front of them."

"Next time, let's cry when we win."

In the end, Dong Fangzhuo hugged him, and then comforted other teammates again.

At 21 years old, he carries heavier things and greater hopes than other teammates.

When he walked off the field, Sir Alex's expression was a little dull. He stood quietly, as if he was still unwilling to accept the result.

Dong Fangzhuo also stopped and looked at the old Ferguson quietly. It took a long time before he uttered a few words.

"sorry,"

"I've let you down again."

"I thought we could reach the finals this year."

"No, "

"No, you've done well enough."

"I'm just sad, you know, failure always makes people feel very bad and painful. It would be better if I can enter the finals, but if I can't, I think I played a very beautiful season, at least compared to last year, it is much better. "

"Well, next season."

"But can I give you some advice?"

"Um?"

"Buy a few more good players..."...

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