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Chapter 1007 Give me the ball!

"Do you want to win the Golden Globe?"

For some reason, a question that Gao Han asked him suddenly appeared in Hazard's mind.

"Like Cristiano Ronaldo and Messi, standing on the podium of the Grand Theater in Zurich, Switzerland, and under the attention of fans all over the world, he won the supreme glory and let his name be written in the history of football."

Hazard took a deep breath, raised his head, and sweat kept sliding down his cheeks.

In the stands at Brock Stadium, the fans of Chinatown sang the team's songs and always move forward!

It was a song from the Chinese music king Zhou Jielun. It was gorgeous, but it was very exciting, with a strong sense of rhythm and catchy, which made all Chinatown fans fall in love with this song quickly. It is said that it is also very popular in China.

There is another song written by Jay Chou to King Chen Yixun, Don Quixote.

As soon as these two songs were released, they immediately became the favorite of all Chinatown fans, especially the song [Forward Forward], which became a classic song that Chinatown fans must sing at every home court.

At this moment, it was getting closer and closer to the end of the game, but the score was still 2-2. The fans sang this song again. The chorus of more than 10,000 fans made people unable to help but get goose bumps.

But Hazard couldn't help but say something Gao Han had said to him in his mind.

That was this summer. After the final of the King's Cup last season, Chinatown lost to Barcelona. After the game, everyone was disappointed, but Gao Han encouraged everyone in the team, saying that the failure would be the beginning of Chinatown's success. Then he chatted with Hazard for a while and asked this question.

Like all professional players, Hazard nodded without a doubt, "I want, I want, I want."

He believes that every professional player will answer this, and this is the most correct standard answer.

But Gao Han laughed, "Then you have to force yourself, make yourself work harder and be a little more selfish."

Hazard understands Gao Han’s meaning.

He has always been a kind-hearted person, never late or leave early. He concentrates on training when it is time to train and goes home quickly after the training. He is like a good baby, never causing trouble, and never making trouble.

Training is too hard, he will complain on social networks; when the news calls him Messi II, he will smile and shake his head and say that Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo are too outstanding and cannot do it themselves; and when everyone feels that he should answer more confidently, he will shake his head and say that he thinks that this is what he thinks.

Some people praise him as an optimist, while others ridicule him for having no ambitions, but he doesn't care.

He is him, Eden Hazard, not Messi, nor Cristiano Ronaldo!

But for some reason, at this moment, Gao Han suddenly had the question of Gao Han again in his mind.

"There is a kind of player who is born to be relied upon. They have extraordinary talents. They need to work harder than anyone else. They need to bear and bear more responsibilities and honors and disgraces than others. Such players are superstars."

"You were born a superstar!"

"Top stars like Zidane, Messi, Cristiano Ronaldo and Kaka!"

"Promise me, if one day, when your team encounters difficulties, look at the teammates around you, think about the coaches on the sidelines, the fans in the stands, and the me sitting in front of the TV, and think about my words."

"Push yourself, work harder, be more selfish, you can."

Hazard suddenly remembered all the words Gao Han said to him that day, and it was very clear, word by word, as if it was ringing in his ears.

He looked at his teammates around him, which were a group of struggle pens.

Head coach Pochettino's creed is that digging on the training ground will always be more reliable than the transfer market.

His training is to ravage every player like a dog, because he believes that extreme training can allow players to grit their teeth and survive no matter what the situation faces.

He saw Isco, the guy who just tied the score for the team. He recently got a buzz cut and looked quite funny. Now he is panting and so tired that he almost can't stand straight. It's hard to imagine how he dribbled the ball into the penalty area just now.

Verati, this 20-year-old Italian young player looks very young, but at this moment he looks firm and determined.

With his eyes moving backwards, De Gea stood in the penalty area, and he was still shouting at his teammates.

He was once a shy boy, but since he became the captain of the team, he has become more brave and responsible. He will come to the training base as early as possible and leave at the latest every day. Whenever anyone in the team has something to do, he will stand up as soon as possible.

I still remember that when he just became the deputy captain of the team, he told Hazard that he would try hard to be a qualified captain.

Watching him wave his hand constantly in the penalty area, signaling his teammates to press directly, patting his chest, and shouting loudly: "I'm here with the goal, don't worry, just press on directly after the kickoff."

Hazard couldn't believe it. Is this still the shy and young De Gea he is familiar with?

Looking at the teammates around him in his eyes and listening to the team song "Forever Forward" in the stands, Hazard suddenly felt a very strong feeling.

He doesn't want to disappoint people, especially this group of teammates and fans who have worked hard with him for so many years.

He loves Chinatown because it is this team that has made him who he is today.

He also clearly felt that the blood of Chinatown was flowing in his body. This team, the people here, had already changed him deeply without realizing it, especially in the past or two years.

"Brothers, no matter what Arsenal's game is, we will fight AC Milan!" Isco roared.

At this moment, he was like a pirated lion.

"Okay!" The teammates around responded in unison.

"You all pressed on me, I'll grab the ball!" Kante shouted gritting his teeth.

Everyone looked determined.

The game started again. As soon as Boyang of AC Milan passed the ball, Chinatown rushed to AC Milan's position like a flood, forcing the Red and Black Army to quickly pass the ball back.

But Chinatown took advantage of the situation and crossed the half, approaching AC Milan's defense line.

Kante ran very actively, and he really snatched the ball to Isco before Kevin Boateng.

Everyone began to approach AC Milan's goal.

With less time, Chinatown must win this game to ensure the first qualifying in the group.

Otherwise, with Chinatown's strength, if you encounter top teams such as Bayern Munich, Manchester United or Manchester City in the quarterfinals, it will be difficult to have a chance to advance. Only by scoring another goal can there be hope.

Hazard felt the determination of all his teammates to win, and he also began to follow his teammates to push towards AC Milan's defense.

But the defense of Serie A team is not pale. Although Allegri's overall strength is far inferior to that of Nesta and Martini, and even Thiago Silva, the overall formation is still not inferior, especially after being penetrated and equalized by Isco, they became more cautious.

Chinatown launched offensives again and again, but returned in vain again and again.

The fourth official on the sidelines had already played the sign of stoppage time for two minutes, which undoubtedly made the whole city more anxious.

Isco was also anxious and rushed as soon as he got the ball, which made him feel a little excited.

But this is not a solution!

But Hazard suddenly calmed down. He knew that it was useless to be anxious.

Just like Zidane told him this summer that the more critical the moment, the more you need to stay calm. The most terrifying thing about the game is losing your mind.

"Push yourself, work harder and be more selfish." Gao Han's words once again emerged in Hazard's mind.

The Belgian looked at his teammates around him, then at the coaches on the sidelines and fans in the stands, and he suddenly gritted his teeth.

Let's give it a try, maybe it will work?

Hazard suddenly yelled, ran back from the frontcourt, raised his right hand, and shouted loudly: "Give me the ball!"

Isco happened to rush to this side by rushing to the ball, and heard Hazard's familiar voice, and he could almost say without thinking.

The ball came to Hazard's feet, and the defenders around were pulled away by Isco. There was no defense around the Belgians, which allowed Hazard to turn around and face the defense line as soon as he got the ball.

Hazard dribbled the ball forward, Flamini quickly stepped forward to defend, and Mex was behind him.

One-on-two, if it were normal, Hazard would pass the ball without hesitation, but now...

The Belgian took the ball and kept approaching Flamini, staring at the French midfielder with his eyes tightly. Until the opponent forced his opponent to retreat, he first made a move to cut in the middle, making both Flamini and Mex pay more attention to the middle, but he suddenly dunked the ball and dunked over the two players, Flamini and Mex. He suddenly accelerated and drove the ball into the penalty area.

With such a seemingly simple but very practical action, Hazard broke through AC Milan's defense line.

“More selfish!”

Hazard skillfully dribbled the ball, but his eyes were paying attention to Abiatti's movement in front of the goal. The light of the light also swept to Pelle. He intentionally or unintentionally blocked Zapata, making AC Milan's central defender unable to get close to Hazard as soon as possible.

The Belgian made a quick decision, and then accelerated again, while the other pretended to shoot low with his right foot, but suddenly changed to his left foot and shot directly against the ball.

Only a bang was heard at the scene, and the ball flew out from Hazard's feet at an extremely fast speed, flew past Zapata, who was flying to block it, and headed straight for the goal.

Abiati has been paying close attention to Hazard's movements, but he was deceived by the low shot he had just started. His center of gravity was lowered and he wanted to snatch the ball on the ground at any time, but he didn't expect that Hazard suddenly hit a high ball.

The ball flew past Zapata and flew over Abiatti's head. Although the AC Milan goalkeeper had stretched his arms out of all his might, he still couldn't reach Hazard's tricky shot.

The ball rubbed through Abiatti's fingertips, almost rubbing against the crossbar, and hit the goal of AC Milan.

In an instant, the entire Brock Stadium went crazy!

Twenty thousand Chinatown fans rushed out of their seats and shouted in unison.

In the last minute of the game, Hazard broke through two AC Milan defensive players alone, shot with his left foot and scored a key winning goal!

The Belgian opened his eyes wide. After seeing the ball enter the net, he fell to his knees on the grass, raised his arms and whistled to the sky, but soon the Chinese City players who were catching up with frantically were pressed on the grass.

The referee blew his whistle!

The goal is valid!
Chapter completed!
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