Messi was in front of the penalty area, facing the defenders in front of him.
At this moment, Ramos, Varane, Carvajal, and Marcelo all tried to intercept the ball.
Chen Feng and Suáluez were running positions, attracting the attention of the Real Madrid players.
Messi shook Carvajal away in front of the penalty area, and Carvajal's body was shaken to the ground.
"Where have I seen such a scene before?”The Spanish commentator was already screaming.
"Isn't this the scene of Barcelona's Messi facing Boateng in the 2015 Champions League?”
"Messi!" At this moment, the commentator, Duan Xuan, screamed loudly.
After Messi shook off Carvajal, he began to move diagonally to prevent the other defenders from approaching him. The Messi corridor opened.
A powerful shot passed through the defender's side and perfectly hit the dead corner of the goal.
The ball went in.
Chen Feng was truly impressed by Messi. He had a very high opinion of himself. Most of the time, although he admired Messi, in Chen Feng's heart, he was the best in the world.
However, Messi's shot was indeed beautiful. He dribbled the ball from outside the penalty area, passed Modric, and knocked Boateng down in the penalty area. Then, in the middle of running quickly to the side, he dodged the defensive double of the defenders and shot with a flash of inspiration.
He hit the ball into the goal.
After Messi scored, he hugged Chen Feng with both hands." Chen, your interception was excellent. Thank you very much.”Messi smiled as he looked at Chen Feng. After that, he placed both his hands on his chest, one on the left and one on the right, and made a praying gesture.
The Real Madrid fans were silent as they glared fiercely at Messi.
"The score has reversed. Barcelona is leading two to one.”The commentator, Huang Jianxiang, sighed." Real Madrid really made a mistake. However, you can't blame Real Madrid. If you want to blame someone, blame them for not expecting Chen Feng to intercept Magic Flute's ball.”
"Modric, this person, actually has a time when he is careless?”Duan Xuan looked at Chen Feng strangely.
"I suspect that Chen Feng can play any position on the field other than the goalkeeper.”
Modric felt a little helpless about Messi's goal. Instead, he looked at Chen Feng in the distance. After tying up his hair, he spread his hands.
"Magic Flute, what's up with that kid Chen Feng?”Ramos walked over and asked.
"What else can I do? I was intercepted, but I underestimated my opponent.”Modric sighed. It was extremely difficult to intercept Modric's ball. Moreover, Chen Feng's actions were very clean and without any suspicion of foul.、
If they committed a foul while fighting back in the penalty area, they would at least get a yellow card.
The match continued.
Chen Feng was in the forward position on the flanks.
"Chen Feng's position is suitable for a shadow striker. His three positions are actually the same as Messi and Suáriz. Barcelona has three shadow strikers. However, it seemed that the chemical reaction was very good. This was incredible. Was Barcelona blessed by the heavens?”Valverde stood at the side of the court and looked at Chen Feng thoughtfully.
"It must be Cruyff who is blessing Barcelona from heaven.”Valverde thought silently. He knew very well how terrifying his current Barcelona forward line was. It was probably no worse than the Mm during Enrique's time.
His gaze was fixed on Chen Feng.
Zidane pressed his forehead in pain." Which dimension did this monster come from? How could it be so terrifying!"
"Little Feng, you can do it!" Chen Feng's mother, Alicia, waved the Barcelona flag and shouted Chen Feng's name excitedly.
The Bernabéu stadium was much quieter because of Messi's goal.
The match continued.
It was almost 45 minutes.
"The first half of the game has ended. Barcelona relied on Messi and Suárés 'two goals to lead Real Madrid 2:1. Our Chen Feng, on the other hand, has two assists. Barcelona's seniors have scored goals.”
" Chen Feng, enter one as well." The domestic fans were looking forward to Chen Feng's goal.
Chen Feng himself did not mind. To him, scoring was only a matter of time. Moreover, the match had already started halfway.、
Zidane, on the sidelines, watched the players leave the field expressionlessly.
"Magic Flute." Zidane called out Modric.
Modric nodded and sat beside Zidane." What's going on with Chen Feng?" How did he intercept the ball from under your feet?”
"Probably the moment I kicked out, he predicted my movement and intercepted my ball. Forget about the interception, I think he had already found Messi's position the moment he intercepted the ball.”Modric said seriously.
"Damn it. Messi alone is enough to give me a headache. The cunning Suárez is also present, and now there's Chen Feng.”Zidane was really speechless and helpless, but he patted Modric's shoulder with great trust." Let's go back to the locker room.”
"Yes." Modric stood where he was and turned to look at the Barcelona players in the distance. His gaze stopped on Chen Feng.
If the BBC combination was Real Madrid's killer weapon, then Modric was Real Madrid's hidden core.
He was still reminiscing about Chen Feng's interception.
Perhaps sensing something, Chen Feng waved his finger at Modric. With both hands in his pockets, he followed behind his teammates and entered the locker room.
"How arrogant. It's a pity that he's from China.”Modric had complicated thoughts. He would lead the Sofia national team to the World Cup next year.
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