Chapter 1945

Samantha Garcia cried again. She was still hit by Zhuoyang, but not by Zhuoyang's football, but by his goal. In the king's Cup final of 2010-11 season, Zhuoyang's goal surpassed the score in the 115th minute of the second half of overtime, and Barcelona led Real Madrid 2-1.

Real Madrid in order to avoid penalty shootout and crazy into the ball, eager and disorderly pass by Barcelona caught the flaw, Adebayor to Alonso ball by Busquets snatched, Harvey the first time to pierce the air out of Zhuoyang.

No one can stop it! Zhuoyang has become a carnival since the middle circle, and the brave Casillas just let him go one step more. When the football is pushed into the empty gate, the mestallia stadium is half fire and half sea.

God understood the Real Madrid people's request, he let them get rid of the pain of each other's penalty shooting. But God may have limited energy. Samantha, the girl who should be pitied most today, is not favored by his old man.

Samantha was so sad that tears flowed from behind her big sunglasses. She forgot to love herself, only thinking about her beloved team. She loved Real Madrid being bullied by the hateful Barca people again.

Time is running out. Samantha is crying again and prays to God to give Real Madrid a chance to penalty each other. Although there is little hope, there is still a little bit, even a little pity.

I don't know if God will be tired of such a rebellious prayer.

Soon Samantha's sadness turned to anger. In the 119th minute, in order to prevent Zhuoyang from fighting back with death again, di Malia shoveled him from behind and was sent off directly by the red card.

Samantha and the fans around him curse the referee Fernandez. This area is Real Madrid's fan area. Real Madrid are going to lose, Samantha thought of coach Mourinho's words: 11 to 11, I did not lose to Barcelona.

Mourinho's famous words let Samantha find an excuse for her team. In fact, winning or not, winning or not, won't shake Samantha's heart of meilinger. She just loves those hard-working players. Samantha has always thought that Mourinho is very handsome, much more handsome than Loew. Although he is a little old, it doesn't matter if he is a man.

Thinking of this, Samantha felt that she should not be distracted, so she became angry again.

120 minutes have passed. When the game is in the final stoppage, Fernandez, the damned referee, holds a whistle in his mouth and keeps looking down at the watch on his wrist. Are you a fool? I can't remember it once. Do you need to look at it again? Samantha said.

Samantha also likes Ozil very much, although his big bubble goldfish look a little scary, always worried about his cough. But Ozil is a good-looking player, like floating up and playing, and he's not ugly.

In fact, Samantha likes every Real Madrid player. As long as she wears a white Adidas Jersey, she likes it personally. Well, except for Pepe, he's really ugly. It's really ugly. But Samantha doesn't hate Pepe either. She just keeps him at the bottom of the list.

Samantha, like all the fans in the audience, has stood up, biting her nails nervously, and her feet are constantly stepping in front of her seat. Barcelona fans on the opposite side are singing, and Real Madrid fans here are also doing the last cheer. From players to fans, no one gives up, just like Samantha.

Ozil, who was not ugly enough, rushed to the corner flag with the ball. Not far from Samantha, she could see clearly.

Ozil deftly pulled the ball around, tricked Adriano to hold him tightly from behind, let the football pass under Adelaide's crotch, around the bottom line, like waltz.

Samantha jumped up with joy, and Ozil's movements were clearly and carefully watched by him. At this moment, her big eyes were just gorgeous. Samantha immediately decided to advance Mesut Ozil's ranking, perhaps after Ramos.

Ozil slip the line, Real Madrid a group of red eye bandits have been in front of the door Qi to cover. This is Real Madrid's last chance, a penalty shoot out that will keep them alive. At this moment, Real Madrid feel Zhuoyang's penalty is not so terrible.

In fact, Zhuoyang's "see through the penalty" skill is famous, but it has not been used several times in the penalty decision. The most terrifying thing is his deterrent force. Without Zhuoyang's skill, Real Madrid will never change their tactics in the second half of extra time, and will not be taken advantage of by Zhuoyang to enter the super score.

There are many such stories. Today's Real Madrid is not the first victim, nor will it be the last.

Samantha is looking forward to a miracle. Alonso, the little monster with the face of C Rohe, gathers in front of basamen and waits. They are waiting for the last hope. Ecuador big eye from the baseline around the field and the football meet again, behind is falls in the corner flag next to the embarrassed Adriano.

As long as Ozil kicks the football in front of the door, he can hand everything over to God.

However, God did not visit the mestallia Stadium today, because there was a God, but for Real Madrid and Samantha, the God was a devil disguised.

Samantha wants to see Zhuoyang appear out of the air more than Ozil. He kills in the slant stab, but can't help but swing his long leg and kick to the football.How long his legs are! As soon as the thought flashed through Samantha's mind, she saw a group of black shadows coming towards her, rapidly changing from small to large.

"Bang!"

Zhuoyang's free throw hit Samantha Garcia's head accurately again, and the beautiful girl "Lolo" turned black and fainted again. Vaguely, she seemed to hear the final whistle.

Barcelona have won the crown. They have won the king's Cup three times in a row. Barca players are celebrating, Real Madrid are all collapsed on the grass, surrounded by a deep sense of powerlessness, such a Barca, how to beat?

Zhuoyang didn't celebrate. He soon found out what happened behind the goal. People there were saving a girl. Just now, Zhuoyang didn't go to see it. Only now did he find out: fuck me, how could it be her again?

In the first two minutes, Zhuoyang knew that he had kicked the fans. In fact, it was normal on the court, but the fans were very beautiful. Beautiful women always make people feel sorry. Zhuoyang felt very embarrassed and was very sorry.

It's all over. I kicked a girl in the end. I'm not human. But then again, this girl is really unlucky.

When Zhuoyang approached, Samantha had come to her senses. Seeing the end of the game, she immediately cried. Her forehead is red with football, but her famous sunglasses are still safe.

The beautiful girl cried so much that everyone around was at a loss. Zhuoyang hurried up to apologize.

"I'm very sorry, madam. I'm very sorry Look, can I give you my jersey? Please forgive me. "

"Whoa, who wants your broken Jersey, who wants your stinking Barcelona Jersey. I'm from Real Madrid. I'm melinger. "

"Oh, my luck. Woo ~ ~ ~ ~ in order to watch the ball, the boss deducted the salary. In the morning, the subway card was lost, the sparrow shit on my clothes, and the wallet was stolen. Wu ~ ~ ~ "

" Wu ~ ~ ~ ", my real madrid lost again, I was also hit by you with football, but also hit me twice, Wu ~ ~ ~ Wu ~ ~. Why am I so unlucky? I don't even have the ticket money to go back Why do you bully me? Wow "~ ~ ~"

Zhuoyang is at a loss. Neither is the clap nor the hug. "I'm really sorry, madam. Can I have Barcelona send you a car back? Don't cry... "

"Who is rarer to ride in your Barca car? I won't take your car even if I walk back. I hate Barcelona, I hate you, Zhuoyang, I hate you. You all bullied me. Wu ~ ~ "

Zhuoyang had no way. The more he persuaded Samantha, the more sad he was. He had to go into the arena to find Casillas and explain the situation to the Real Madrid captain. When Cassie came to Samantha, she threw herself into her arms and burst into tears, ignoring her image.

Samantha Garcia is a Real Madrid fan and Zhuoyang is very sorry for her.