Green Life - v6 Chapter 78

“The Endless…, oh oh, yeah yeah…”, the music gradually faded, blue and white entered the arena, and Proenka was at the forefront.

That’s right, it was Proenka who witnessed Maqin wreaking havoc on the Bernabeu in red. He is the referee today.

And he is also the luckiest referee this year, because he not only enforced the UEFA Champions League final, but today, he will also enforce the European Cup finals, the two most important finals of the year, he rounded up.

“Proenka is a lucky referee for Ma, does this indicate that today is lucky to be on Ma’s side…”

“Let’s wait and see…” Zhan Jun finally said, because the national anthem ceremony on both sides has already begun.

The camera scans 22 resolute faces, and the camera reporter frantically presses the flashlight on the sidelines. Mark Qin, Pirlo, and Balotelli have received a lot of attention.

“Hey, that preschooler still wants to repeat what happened in Germany to us. He is dreaming…”, sneered in a bar in England.

“Neither Mark nor Wien knows his mother who can beat…”

“Haha, for the championship…”

“For the **** champion, shit, I love this feeling, cheers…”

“Cheers……”

In the end, the camera kept switching on the same facial paralysis of Makqin and Pirlo, giving a final account of the tone of the game.

“Roar…” At the moment when the singing ceased, the stadium was like thunder, and the fans on both sides exhausted their best efforts to roar, as if they were declaring sovereignty in the most primitive way!

“Meeting again, Andre”

“Mark…” Pirlo also patted Maqin on the back, but he was a bit poor.

In addition to their mutual appreciation of skills, they are still a long way from becoming friends who can chat, and Makqin’s current position is not suitable for Pirlo to pat him on the head again, and then say, “Hateful kid …”

In that case, it is estimated that the whole of England will explode, and perhaps there will be diplomatic disputes.

“Areyouok?”

“Andyou?”

Proenka held the coin at the moment to make final confirmations with Gerald and Buffon.

Then, the coin tossed away…

“The game is about to start, right away,” Zhan Jun said passionately, “Both teams are wearing their own traditional color jerseys, Italy takes the lead in the kick-off, attacking from right to left…”

The heat of the summer night is no match for the heat in this stadium at this time. The white lights and the surging crowd are all telling, the war is coming!

“Champion, champion!” The England players shouted their loudest slogans side by side, then broke apart, returning to their positions.

Mark Qin slapped his shorts, and then watched Cassano and Balotelli walk to the familiar middle circle, and Proenka also went outside the middle circle, Capello and Prandelli, the two Italian coaches. They all stood on the sidelines together.

Then, silence!

As if waiting, the whistle is lit, and the brilliance will follow!

“boom……”

“Cassano, the first ball was directly handed over to Pirlo. The European Cup final has officially started…” Huang Jianxiang shouted, “Mr. Ma, Mr. Ma found Pirlo for the first time…”

It seems to be the most exciting moment. You originally expected it to be like a movie, where the supporting roles will fight first, and then the protagonist will appear in the last scene, but in the first second, it appears in front of you.

The voices of narrators from various countries are full of surprises and surprises, because, it seems, Maqin chose the most direct and passionate way, positively!

“Boom…”, the chest was burning like a fire, and the most ardent shouts erupted in countless bars, “Mark, Saint! Charge, crush everything in front of you…”

“Cheers……”

“Fuck it…”

At the beginning, it seemed like a red eye! It is not only Maqin who is excited, but also the countless fans behind him.

Nothing is more exciting than following an upright hero, speechless, it is war, war, war!

Fight him in the dark!

Fight him with passion!

In today’s world, no one can arouse Mark Qin’s warfare more than Pirlo. Harvey can’t, Alonso can’t, Messi Ronaldo can’t. In the final analysis, only Pirlo Zidane contains classicism. , Will lift up the same root in his heart!

This fighting spirit, crazy!

This fighting spirit is like a prairie fire!

A solid collision of “Bang”, Pirlo, who was on his back, had already developed a strong body. Although they were 12 years old and a year away, Maqin wanted to cause trouble to him in this simple way. , It was a waste of effort.

“Huh?” Prandelli frowned slightly, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Italy’s greatest coach after Sacchi, Capello, and Marco Pirlo?

It takes so pretty to use the core as an engineer! He decided to look at it again, should there be any next move.

Capello held his chest in front of him, with a well-established appearance. In fact, he had no psychological background. Whether it was a delayed organization or an advanced organization, this was the training they had been wondering over the past few days.

Makqin’s delayed role is no less than that of Pirlo. This is recognized. That way, the two teams’ play styles will be quite similar. They will defend and then counterattack. The media say that England play a bit like Italy and it’s not groundless. .

If it is a surprise, the advantage is that it can extend the war to the Italian half, but Capello believes that Italy must weave a ubiquitous net for Mark Qin.

And most importantly, Capello has to figure out how to limit Pirlo, which is also a century-old problem.

Because Pirlo sometimes retreats too deep, you let the forward defend, without the ability, let the midfielder go up, it is impossible, he also encountered the problem of other people scratching their heads when playing in England.

“I’m on”, Maqin made the final final word!

King to King!

No need for any unexpected tactics, just use your own feet to kick out a world!

“Is it really arranged like this?” This sentence came out at the same time as many commentators were incredible!

Because when Pirlo handed the ball to the back line and went to habitually move, he found that Makqin did not abandon him, but followed him!

This surprised him.

Rooney, Gerrard, Carroll spare no effort to sweep between the Italian defender line and the midfield line, interception, the purpose is clear, cut off the connection between Pirlo and his teammates!

“England’s opening was not conservative. They took an offensive posture, which is probably beyond the expectation of many people,” Lineker shouted in surprise.

Before the game, despite the fierce competition, the celebrities predict that this is a defensive battle. Needless to say, Italy, Capello will only let the team let go of the attack when it is against a weak team.

But today, England is like a team of kings!

Whether this is Capello’s choice or the active request of the 18th, everything has been settled.

“Bonucci, Italy is now very close, Rooney is pressing hard, looking for Pirlo…”

In the usual times like this, maybe Pirlo poured the ball out, or unexpectedly made a long pass that hit the heart with one arrow!

This time they still followed the usual rhythm, and Pirlo didn’t take Maqin’s follow-up too seriously. In more than ten years of his career, he encountered too many kinds of letting go.

The beastly waist, defensive forward, Park Ji-sung who can’t run to death, but no one can completely restrict him, because the defender is always passive, and Pirlo’s overall view is enough to allow him to find space for passing.

The moment he received the ball, Maqin posted it again, and Pirlo proficiently turned his back against Maqin, swaying his shoulders, and took the ball to the right.

He also has balanced feet, which is a necessary quality for the core midfielder.

On the left, Cassano habitually pulls the side at sight, avoiding England’s defense. He believes that Pirlo’s long pass will come at any time.

“No!” Pirlo, who was running, changed his movements like sparks and flints. He did want to make a long diagonal pass to find Cassano on the side, but he couldn’t do it!

As if knowing what he wanted to do, Makqin suddenly stepped up the oppression and pressed his crotch firmly against Pirlo’s left leg!

Everyone who has played the ball understands that you want to pass long, no matter whether the movement range of your kicking leg is large or small, the accuracy of the final landing point mostly comes from the body angle and balance of your supporting leg!

“This ball will definitely be kicked directly out of the sideline!” The sophisticated Pierre Luosha changed his action at that moment, changed from pushing to push, and wanted to hand the ball directly to Abate on the left.

But Makqin seemed to have an inch in his footsteps. He checked the timing and went straight to the left crotch, stretched his leg, and intercepted the ball!

“Mark…” exclaimed from the stands!

rare! Who can be fortunate enough to see Pirlo steal the ball in his backcourt, it is really the Suns coming out of the west.

Even Maqin was impossible, but his outstretched foot did touch the ball and changed its direction. He should have gone to find Abate’s ball and flew behind him, Italy’s left outside the penalty area!

“Huh?” Pirlo was extremely surprised!

“Boom…”, the stage was just on England’s side, “Steven (Gerard), punch…”

The fleet that moved like the wind finally found the entrance of the ammunition catharsis. Gerrard pulled his leg forward, and Abate quickly turned and chased after him!

With one move, Mark Qin no longer cares about Pirlo, throwing his legs like running on the right…

“Stealed the ball, Mark actually cut Pirlo’s ball, Gerald…” Lineker’s shout was like witnessing the general cutting off the head of the enemy chief, “Quickly…”

Abate ran desperately and didn’t have time to think about the sudden accident. He kept waving his right hand because Gerrard was on his right side, trying to overtake.

“Abart, Gerrard…” In the end, only the two figures of the flying shovel flew out desperately…

“Beep…”, the referee’s side flag pointed firmly to the backcourt. Abate was closer than Gerrard, so he was one step ahead and tackled the ball from the sideline!

“Almost…” Lineker said regretfully. “In the past, Gerald went straight into the penalty area.”

“Hurry up and serve…” Maqin yelled at Gerrard who was getting up.

As if suddenly aware of something, Gerald Rabbit jumped up suddenly, then ran off the court and grabbed the ball from the caddy. Before returning to the sideline, he turned around and threw it out!

“Hurry up from the sideline…” Zhan Jun shouted. He didn’t understand why the rhythm was so fast suddenly, “Mr. Ma…”

Makqin stopped the ball thrown by Gerrard in his chest, turned around and transposed offense and defense!

Italy’s midfielder, Montolivo and Marchisio have to pull the sides from time to time to increase the width when attacking. In fact, only De Rossi has been guarding the midfielder.

So when Maqin finished his turn to stop the ball, Pirlo was alone in front of him, and De Rossi was still protecting the penalty area at the top of the arc.

This time the offensive and defensive transition made it impossible for Italy, which has always been known for its defense, to return to position. Accordingly, England’s offensive players were not in place.

But in Makqin’s view, at this time, it is enough!

“Mark, pretty…” Lineker roared, “He passed Pirlo with ease on a bicycle…”

See you poorly!

At this moment, it is Makqin’s unremitting pursuit of this game, because Pirlo’s defense is really not enough in his eyes!

His movement frequency can’t keep up with himself, he is a slow mellow and realm, so he has to be fast!

He gets up quickly, but he doesn’t believe that Pirlo will get up too quickly, or that Italy will get up too quickly!

“Mark…” It’s hard for everyone to imagine that he got a shot in front of the penalty area so easily. He actually had time to observe Buffon in the horizontal stroke~www.mtlnovel.com~ De Rossi and nervousness. Chiellini was still a few steps away from him, and Pirlo felt the helplessness of the years.

“Shooting…” Lineker almost roared, watching the ball flying from Maqin’s left foot with expectation.

Right in the penalty area, left-footed curve ball, this kind of moment, everyone who knows Maqin is almost familiar and can no longer be familiar.

Buffon’s eyes condensed, and his spirit was more concentrated than ever. There was no obstruction that could affect this perfect arc. It appeared straight in Buffon’s field of vision.

“Pretty…” Zhan Jun and Huang Jianxiang couldn’t help shouting, looking at the flawless arc like a scimitar.

“Um…”, that was the subconscious exclamation of the stadium!

“Buffon…”, he took a step left, and then flew up like an eagle, his eyes fixed on the extremely fast-spinning ball, close, close, come a little…

“Chun…”, “Huh…” Buffon breathed a sigh of relief, the touch from his fingertips relieved him.

Under his peripheral gaze, the ball jumped slightly from the junction of the beam and the column, and then rubbed the beam and landed on the net.

“Boom”, but then the arm collided violently with the column, and the severe pain that caused him to forget everything…

“Buffon, Buffon!” Zhan Jun shouted incredulously, “Great shot, great save! He saved a world wave, a theoretical blind spot…”

“Shit…” All the bars in England are holding their heads inconceivable. Can this actually jump out?

“Mr. Ma almost took the lead…”

A different opening, a different horn sounded, he was still expressionless, wild, and seemed to choose someone to eat…

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