"Domstic, Xiao Dong,"

"C Ronaldo is already possessed, so you should grab the ball!"

The Chinese fans in front of the TV were excited about Dong Fangzhuo's free kick. Ronaldo no longer knew how many shots he shot in front of the Chelsea's penalty area, but he didn't hit the target. In addition to forcibly shooting, Rooney fell into the penalty area. Both of them were a little too hasty.

At this time, Dong Fangzhuo took the ball into his hand, and did not care about the expressions of other teammates. Instead, he slowly placed the ball at the foul spot, but was not in a hurry to retreat.

He stood there firmly, watching the Chelsea players lined up with people.

No teammate had any objection to him taking the penalty of this set piece. Scholes had the right to do so, but he stood there and gasped. He rarely competed with his teammates for this kind of unnutritious free throw right.

However, captain Keane still walked up, but not approaching Dong Fangzhuo, but standing in the middle of the penalty area, probably trying to wait for a shot.

How could it be him? Mourinho and his disciples on the field were stunned. They did not count as much as possible, but it was Dong Fangzhuo who came to punish this free kick.

Can this guy shoot a set piece? I have never heard of it. In everyone's impression, any Manchester United player standing in front of the free throw point is more realistic than Dong Fangzhuo.

"What kind of play does Dong play?"

“Does he really have a free kick shot?”

"It's more appropriate for other people to come to the penalty. Do you have to squander another chance to shoot?"

In the live broadcast room, Leinker did not recognize Dong Fangzhuo's impulsive behavior. "If he plays too high, he will definitely be criticized after the game. His behavior is too ridiculous."

At this time, the camera lens intentionally captured Maradona in the stands.

Maradona covered her face with one hand and kept shaking her head. She obviously expressed her discomfort at Dong Fangzhuo's extraordinary actions, as if she was saying, why was it him?

Perhaps no one except Dong Fangzhuo's teammates and Chinese fans recognized Dong Fangzhuo's standing in front of the ball.

Chelsea's man wall is still not arranged yet, and they have brought up the highest players. Although they don't know how Dong Fangzhuo's free kick skills are, the man wall must be the highest.

Ronaldo walked back to Dong Fangzhuo and whispered.

"The probability of getting close to the corner is high."

"I'll cover you, stand on your left, I'll run and pretend to shoot first, you keep up." Ronaldo has already studied free kicks a lot, and looks like a free kick expert, but in 200405, he was still in the early stage...

Dong Fangzhuo nodded. He would not refuse Ronaldo's kindness. In fact, Ronaldo's cover for him is good, but as for how to fight, he has his own mind.

I just hope that the results he expected would come.

He was not the one who got the free kick in his mind. First, seeing that Ronaldo was too anxious, he felt that Ronaldo would not play the free kick well. Second, he felt that he could have the opportunity to take advantage of it. He had his shooting method. Third, he also hoped to help Manchester United score a goal. This was a very good opportunity.

So, he stood firmly in front of the ball!

His eyes were still staring at Terry and the others, staring at this high human wall. Behind the human wall was Chelsea's goal, and the great legendary goalkeeper Cech standing in front of the goal.

He slowly retreated and kept approaching Ronaldo, opening a large angle so that Ronaldo was about to run to his right hand.

"Tsk tsk, so serious. It seems that he is going to kick the shot from the inside of his feet."

"Does he want to inherit Beckham's unique skills and kick the full moon scimitar?"

"I really can't see how he can break through the gate guarded by Cech."

Rhinekel is not optimistic either.

"Idiot!" Terry stood in front of the wall and cursed secretly, not believing that Dong Fangzhuo could score this goal.

But when Ronaldo pretended to shoot from the ball and jumped over, Dong Fangzhuo rushed to the ball and shot, he still covered his crotch and jumped up.

At that moment, Dong Fangzhuo's posture was still extremely graceful. His body almost tilted to the left to the turf. His right foot was accurately kicked the ball on the ball. If you just look at the back, there was a reason to think of it as Beckham, but the red Manchester United ball was replaced by No. 7 and No. 26.

Chelsea's wall jumped high, but the ball kicked by Dong Fangzhuo deceived everyone. With the exclamation of the fans of Old Trafford Stadium, the ball rolled straight to the near corner of the goal against the turf.

This is a slash!

The moment he shot, Cech's body was moving to the left, and when he found that the ball was rolling to the right against the lawn, he was powerless.

Terry and the others thought Dong Fangzhuo would shoot a curved ball, and the ball would always want to bypass their heads. It was natural for them to jump. In the Premier League, any wall of people would do this.

But who knew that Dong Fangzhuo would be so bad that he didn't play arc balls at all.

It was not so exaggerated at first, but Dong Fangzhuo's exaggerated and tilted body told everyone that he would definitely kick the arc ball on the inside of his foot.

The result is that the ground cut...

“goooal!”

“gooooooooooal!”

“goooooooooooooooooooal!”

“wonderfulgoooooooooal!”

"This ball has deceived everyone and the whole world. It turns out that free kicks can be played so easily and weirdly!"

"Chinese Dong! He made Old Trafford a sea of ​​joy!"

"He used his wisdom to tell people that scoring goals can be so simple!"

Leinker was very excited. Perhaps he didn't believe that Dong Fangzhuo could score this goal before, but now he is even more excited.

"Yeah! It's successful!" Dong Fangzhuo screamed, unable to control his excitement at all, raised his arms on the spot, clenched his fists tightly to celebrate.

His teammates rushed over from all directions...

Ferguson clenched his fists and waved twice in the air, feeling quite excited. This was a goal closely related to the League Cup final!

When Dong Fangzhuo took the ball from Ronaldo just now, he didn't say anything. In fact, he was not sure who would give him the penalty...

A black thread flashed across Mourinho's forehead, and he really didn't know what language to describe it.

People all over the world underestimated this child, even underestimated himself. This is the smartest free kick he has ever seen, and there is no second...

"Man, you are so awesome!" C Luo shook Dong Fangzhuo's arms excitedly, looking even more excited than him.

Well, man, this free kick is actually a sudden reminder of the goal you shot into Neuer when you represented Real Madrid in the Champions League semi-final against Bayern Munich.

Of course, there is also the one Ronaldinho faced against Chelsea...

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Chapter completed!