bayedsolid Chapter 324 Next, leave it to me
Chapter 324 Next, leave it to me
Chapter 324 Next, leave it to me
Wembley Stadium.
When the fans of the Manchester City team saw that Benzema took the first penalty kick, they all stood up excitedly and roared loudly.
Li Mingyu also jumped up, shaking his arms wildly. Although he didn't judge the direction of the ball, it should be because of his previous delaying tactics and trash talking that affected Benzema's emotions, which caused him to kick the penalty kick away.
Benzema also hugged his head with a broken face.
When he was shooting just now, he wanted to use too much force, so he didn't control it well and sent the ball directly to the stands.
The players on both sides near the center line are really a sky and a ground.
The players of the Manchester City team hugged each other excitedly, so excited.
The Real Madrid players were left speechless by the ball.
You know, in the penalty shootout, the first player to play is the most critical. Whether he scores a penalty or not can become a beacon for his own players in the future.
Li Mingyu looked at Benzema's back like a walking corpse, showing a trace of apology.
However, when he saw Jesus walking over with the ball in his arms, Li Mingyu walked forward with a smile on his face and hugged him.
"Gabriel, come on, believe in yourself, your penalty is the best in our team!"
Li Mingyu said seriously in Gabriel Jesus' ear.
Resus suddenly felt a surge of excitement. It turns out that Li Mingyu knows himself so well!
Li Mingyu stood outside the bottom line, his face was calm, but his heart was tense.
If Jesus can make this goal, then Manchester City will have a clear advantage.
You know, Li Mingyu's order of taking penalty kicks is sixth, and he must let the game end within five rounds, otherwise, he can't guarantee that he can score a penalty kick in a one-on-one match.
Penalty phobia, this is no joke.
Even if Li Mingyu has been transformed by the system and has become a super star, the system has no solution to his psychological problems.
Looking at Courtois in front of the goal, Jesus made a run-up, and the moment his right ankle touched the football, he shook slightly.
Courtois dived to the left of the goal, but the ball flew to the right of the goal.
Courtois looked over his shoulder and hoped that the ball had also missed, but the scene of the net sparking a net made his hopes dashed.
1: 0.
At the end of the first round of the penalty shootout, Manchester City temporarily took the lead.
Jesus and Li Mingyu hugged each other, and patted each other's backs hard.
Looking at Li Mingyu who was grinning, Jesus, who was also grinning, laughed loudly.
Real Madrid's second player to feature was their midfielder Casemiro.
Li Mingyu once again stood on the goal line. Just as he was about to repeat his tricks and chat with Casemiro, the referee pointed at Li Mingyu and said, "Don't interfere with the opponent's players, otherwise, I will play cards against you!"
Li Mingyu, who already had a topaz God of War card, was immediately discouraged. If he was fined, the Manchester City team would really be doomed.
Li Mingyu could only look at the referee with a resentful look on his face, collected his mind, and patted his gloves vigorously to cheer himself up.
Casemiro has never had any expression on his face since he stood there.
Regarding the "goalkeeper" standing in front of him, Casemiro's heart is complicated.
As an opponent, Casemiro hated and respected Li Mingyu at the same time.
What I hate is that in the World Cup, it was because of Li Mingyu that the Brazilian team stopped in the semi-finals.
This time, in the Champions League final, it was because of Li Mingyu that Real Madrid was forced to a penalty shootout.
Moreover, this time, Li Mingyu turned into a goalkeeper, a dragon standing opposite him.
Also, in awe, Li Mingyu is really too powerful.
Casemiro was deeply impressed by this player, whether in the club matchup or the national team matchup.
Casemiro admired his exquisite skills and his stepping up at critical moments.
That's the beauty of a great player.
Hearing the referee's whistle, Casemiro finally showed a trace of fire in his eyes.
Li Mingyu, no matter how great you are in the future, but today, I must defeat you!
Casemiro kicks off.
Li Mingyu bowed his waist, staring at Casemiro's movements with his eyes, hoping to judge the opponent's intentions.
However, without special training from the goalkeeper, Li Mingyu had no idea which direction Casemiro was going to kick.
Therefore, everything still has to be handed over to the system.
The miraculous Saint Cassie's glove, manifest it!
The moment Casemiro's right foot touched the football, Li Mingyu was pleasantly surprised to feel the message from the glove.
Li Mingyu kicked his feet on the ground, and flew towards his right side.
Sure enough, Casemiro's kick hit Li Mingyu's right side.
Li Mingyu tried his best to stretch his arms to the farthest position, feeling the pain in his fingertips, and an excited expression appeared on his face.
I hit it!
Indeed, this time, Li Mingyu's fingertips touched football again.
But this time, Casemiro's penalty kick was not only fast, but also powerful.
Although Li Mingyu's fingertips touched the football, it still couldn't completely change the trajectory of the football. He turned to the right column and the football hit the net.
Casemiro broke out in a cold sweat, but when he saw the football scored, he immediately grabbed his jersey excitedly and roared loudly, as if he wanted to shout out all the depression in this game.
Li Mingyu slammed the ground hard with a depressed face.
This is the most depressing moment for a goalkeeper.
The judgment was in the right direction, but he failed to save the ball.
However, the Manchester City fans spontaneously gave Li Mingyu an encouraging applause.
Li Mingyu, who was the goalkeeper for the first time, performed well enough.
Li Mingyu also stood up and applauded the fans in the stands, thank you everyone.
Seeing the goal scored, the Real Madrid players also breathed a sigh of relief and celebrated as if venting.
Such a good situation, how could it have turned into what it is now.
Li Mingyu came outside the penalty area again and hugged Manchester City's second player.
Coincidentally, Real Madrid sent a midfielder, and Manchester City also sent their midfielder this time, Rodri.
Rodri's eyes were firm. After hugging Li Mingyu, he hugged the football and came to the penalty spot.
Looking at Courtois who was already on the goal line, Rodri felt calm, kissed the football devoutly, then rubbed the football on the penalty spot, adjusted the position of the football, placed it on the penalty spot, took three steps back, and stood still.
After Rodri put down the football, he didn't look at Courtois again, and put all his mind on the football in front of him.
"beep--"
After the whistle sounded, Rodri took a deep breath and started to run.
After the three-step approach, Rodri looked up at the goal, swung his right leg, and kicked the football hard.
Li Mingyu stood outside the baseline, with his hands nervously placed on his chest, with a ferocious expression on his face.
"Must go in, must go in!"
Courtois flew out to his right side, but to his despair, Rodri chose the middle.
Courtois, who had already flew out, had no choice but to stretch out his right foot in the air, hoping to touch the football.
Unfortunately, his feet did not touch the football.
However, the sound of "duang" saved Courtois, who was ashamed.
Rodri covered his face with his hands in disbelief, his knees softened, and he knelt on the ground.
Rodri, who was standing outside the baseline, also stood there with a toothache on his face.
This ball is exactly the same as Real Madrid's first ball.
The goalkeeper jumped in the wrong direction, but the player who made the free throw sent the football flying.
Rodri's kick directly hit the upper edge of the goal crossbar and flew directly out of the baseline.
For a time, the Real Madrid fans in Wembley Stadium began to celebrate wildly with excitement.
Another village ah!
The Real Madrid players on the center line hugged each other excitedly.
Unexpectedly, the other party also made such a mistake.
The players of the Manchester City team looked tangled, and many players kept shaking their heads.
Rodrik, who was kneeling on the ground, felt an extra hand on his shoulder.
"Roderi, stand up, don't be sad, leave it to me!"
(End of this chapter)