Green Life

"You will never work alone~~~", there is not much time left in the game, and the constant singing sounded again in the stadium. The fans in the stands did not boo Manchester United. They have no interest. Seeing the players on the field Encouraging each other without giving up, they spontaneously sang this eternal song.

Until the end of the game, until the end of the world, until eternity.

"Fans and friends, what kind of game is this!" Zhan Jun said with emotion, "Thirty minutes after the second half, the situation rose suddenly, with ups and downs, leading, equalizing, penalty kicks, conflicts, overtaking, equalizing again, two generations. From the coach to the players, the Red Devils are fighting wits and fighting tenaciously"

"No matter what the result of this game is, they have no losers, because they jointly presented such a wonderful game to fans and friends, and it is destined to become a classic battle of this season!"

Both teams did not make substitutions, and neither Benitez nor Ferguson dared to break the balance first. This subtlety is like a strand of hair, which can be broken at the slightest touch. Everything must be left to the players on the field and...luck!

"I feel like I'm going to the college entrance examination room, trembling~~", MKQ18 fans came up with such a sentence, followed by a moment of silence.

Who is not? Before such a game, any words lose their power...

Ai Ming imitated Isabella, clasped his hands together, and silently prayed to the sky...

Most of the fans in the stands were trembling nervously, while humming along with the singing tenaciously...

"Huh~~", Peterson exhaled, "Mika, the game is about to end, but I think the game has just begun, time flies too fast~"

McManaman even forgot that he was in the commentary booth, "Yes, it's too fast, but the game is not over yet, Liverpool still has another chance to attack, maybe~ there is a big show...", he stared firmly That black-haired boy.

Ferguson hurriedly greeted the players, told them to retreat to the backcourt, and let Mark Qin speak. In the end, he wanted to keep the tie, which was an imposing victory for them!

Hundreds of millions of people around the world are waiting for these last few minutes. They can't explain what they are expecting, but they are infected by this atmosphere and tremble nervously~

The sky above Anfield, the lights are shining, this brilliance has passed for nearly two hours, but it still hasn't reached its peak...

With his whistle in his mouth, Weber waited for the Manchester United players to return to their positions. The Liverpool players had already stood by. He felt that his call was successful in this game. Otherwise, how could it be so exciting?

Ma Keqin stared firmly at the door of Van der Sar's handle, his eyes were firm, and he firmly suppressed the anxiety in his heart. There is only one chance, so don't be in a hurry!

"Control the ball, don't worry!", he put his hand to his mouth and shouted at his teammates.

The teammates around him all looked at him, and only at this moment, they would not care about a young substitute so presumptuous, in order to win!

...

"Beep", Manchester United returned, and Liverpool kicked off.

All the commentary booths fell into a tacit silence, no one explained any more, they were all waiting, waiting to see if there was really any big drama, for fear of disturbing the plot...

Driven quickly handed it back to Alonso, Manchester United did not press forward, except for Ronaldo, everyone including Rooney retreated!

The fans in the audience did not cheer, they just hummed softly, "You will never walk alone!", this attack and one defense may be the final outcome...

The fourth official on the sidelines raised the stoppage time card, five minutes!

Seven minutes to the end of the game!

Ma Keqin immediately went forward. At this time, there was no point in the backcourt. Alonso handed over to Enrique on the left. Just after halftime, Manchester United suddenly stepped up their fight.

Rooney quickly pushed towards Enrique, Mark stepped up to meet him,

Without stopping the ball, he gave it back to Mascherano behind him, ignored Anderson's pushing and shoving him, turned around and ran to the other side.

After Mascherano, the ball returned to the feet of Alonso who retreated to catch the ball. He turned around and sent it to Arbeloa's feet. Giggs immediately went to press.

Mark Qin went up to meet again, pulled Anderson two steps away, received the ball and pushed his foot arch sideways, handed it to Gerrard who retreated in front, then turned around and ran to the frontcourt around Anderson.

Evra pressed Gerrard behind him, Hargreaves hurried to fill his gap to prevent Mark Qin from inserting the ball into the gap, and Anderson hurried back to fill Hargreaves' position.

There are still six minutes until the end of the game!

Gerrard didn't turn around forcefully, and kicked back to Alonso who came to meet him. Carrick immediately pressed over. Alonso knocked horizontally and handed it to Mascherano, who was protecting him not far away.

Anderson immediately stepped forward to press again, Mark Qin circled around Evra's gap, immediately returned and ran back, as if he was going to chase Anderson...

Hargreaves had to run back with Mark Qin.

Gerrard quickly turned around and moved forward. Mascherano rarely sent a direct pass throughout the game. This time he accurately sent a ball over the top to the space behind Evra.

Gerrard took the ball and sprinted, Evra was hot on his heels, he didn't make a random cross from the touchline, although there was now an opportunity, but the control of the high point in the penalty area was at a disadvantage.

The success rate of crossing the goal will not be high!

Bringing the ball near the sideline of the penalty area, he turned around to protect the ball, turned around and kicked back with his left foot, and passed Evra who was chasing back from the inside.

Five minutes to the end of the game!

Mark Qin made a circle and ran back to meet Gerald, so Hargreaves had to follow back. He received a return pass from Gerrard on the wing, tapped his heel lightly to the center, turned around and ran to the center again.

The ball slid over to the side of Hargreaves, who had no time to stretch his legs, bringing his urgency.

He braked desperately trying to turn his body around, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab Ma Keqin, but he thought that he was wearing a yellow card, and his hand was not so firm after all, and brushed a corner of his clothes!

Anderson rushed over to meet Mark Qin not far away. Mark Qin slapped the outside of his left foot and passed Alonso, who was followed by Carrick, to the unmarked Mascherano.

Taking advantage of Anderson's inertia to look back, he passed him with a kick of his left foot and continued to run towards the middle. As a result, Hargreaves, who was chasing after him, almost ran into Anderson, and finally opened up a gap!

Dirk Drivet and Torres quickly turned around and advanced into the penalty area, pressing down the two Manchester United central defenders. This is tactical quality.

Mascherano pushed forward lightly, and the right side of the arc top of the penalty area was 27 meters away from the goal!

Four minutes to the end of the game!

"Look at him! Damn it~~~", Ferguson seemed to have returned to the footwork of his youth, he ran along the sideline to the vicinity of his own big penalty area, and opened his mouth to shout!

The audience suddenly fell silent! All the fans stood up subconsciously without any discussion, with their fists clenched in their mouths!

"Woo~~", this slight whimper was not the sound of the wind, let alone a cry, but an uncontrollable cry in his throat!

The direction in which the ball rolls is the goal, which intersects in a straight line with the direction in which he runs.

Ma Keqin stepped firmly on the right side of the ball with his right foot, and the feeling of stepping on the turf was heard. The ball hit his ankle and changed direction. The direction of his left leg swings!

Vidic decisively gave up on Torres and rushed forward frantically. In front of the penalty area, the three midfielders were actually torn out by Liverpool so hard...

"Hiss~", Ferguson gasped.

"Hiss~", Guardiola was incredible.

He swung his left foot, like countless extra training nights, with a steady body and eyes on the ball.

"Mark, the goalkeepers in the Premier League are not easy to deal with. You have to strengthen your explosive power and improve your calf swing speed." Gerrard's guidance still echoed in his ears~

"Hurry up and hurry up Mark!", his personal trainer yelled.

"Bang", the feeling of kicking the ball with his left foot is very kind, like this red and white elf is an extension of his body...

The cold light exploded, the moon went down, the ball bypassed the legs of Vidic's flying shovel, went upwards at a high speed, crossed Ferdinand's terrified face, pulled out a rainbow, and sprinkled a string of tails...

Van der Sar opened his eyes wide, kicked his right leg fiercely on the ground, exhausted all his strength, jumped out and moved sideways, but the slow fingertips expressed shock, leaving behind only despair...

The ball rubbed against the junction of the beam and the column, like a beautiful ray of light, spinning around the goal, setting off a wave, and writing a big full stop!

Three minutes to the end of the game!

"Woo~", "Woo~~", "Ah~", "Ah~~", the voice became louder and louder, like thunder, booming!

The air began to become sticky, "Hula~~", countless hands seemed to be ordered, and they were raised high, like sharp swords piercing the sky, like thousands of people worshiping!

"Go~Go~Go~Goal~~~~~~~~~", in the commentary booths of various channels in various countries, with different skin colors and different languages, the commentators all raised their voices out of their stomachs with difficulty, and squeezed hard Out of the throat, screaming, eyes are red!

This place is full of rust, slow like life! Webber firmly pointed to the middle circle, Ferguson looked lonely, and Benitez raised his arms to cheer.

...

Ma Keqin turned around and ran. He opened his mouth wide, but shouted silently. He waved his hands to signal his teammates not to stop and drag...

Countless cameras followed closely, and countless eyes watched excitedly! The focus is only on him.

He ran to the sideline of the corner flag area, slid and knelt three meters, sat cross-legged, raised his hands slightly, like an old monk!

His teammates flocked to him frantically, but were frightened by his appearance. What did he want to do?

Countless fans and commentators were also stunned. What kind of celebration is this?

The teammates were relieved, thinking it was his idea of ​​celebrating, and followed suit one after another.

So on the sidelines, in front of the cameras, under the eyes of tens of thousands of fans, and on the screens of thousands of households, a dozen old red monks sat cross-legged, with colorful hair!

Everyone looked puzzled, what is this for?

...

Mark Qin closed his eyes slightly, flicked his left hand, and swiped his right hand...

"This is ~ that's right ~ he is playing the guzheng!" Zhan Jun's voice exploded on the screen like a cry in the dark!

Guzheng? !

"Hahahaha", this voice followed Mike on the sidelines and flew in all directions, all over the world!

This is the joy of being a hero, this is the pride of meeting a master, this is the joy of fighting for three hundred rounds!

His eyes opened suddenly, and he chanted: "Boil a pot of turbid wine, sing a song of Li Sao, and invite you to enjoy it, this full moon scimitar!"

"Hahahaha", he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly,

All the fans who understand Chinese have a face of... I don't know what it means!

With caressing hands, a childish and desolate voice sounded:

"A laugh in the sea~, the tides on both sides of the waves~,

Ups and downs follow the waves, only remember the present,

The sky laughs~, the world is trending one after another~,

Who loses and who wins? God knows! ~~ Hahahaha"

...

"I'm fuckin' shit, fuckin' hell! It's gone! It's going to explode!", the MKQ18 group wailed...

"Fuck", countless fans were dazzled, stupefied, stunned, dumbfounded!

"...", Zhan Jun has been completely fried, leaving only green smoke.

Here tonight, he fights heartily~, fights with joy~, kills with all his heart~, laughs with pride~

A man should be like this, wind, frost, snow and rain, brave torrents, he is worthy of being the top of the mountain, looking at all the mountains...

Hahahaha~