Chapter 104: Can We Have A Rainbow All The Way?

  Compared to the passionate Bernabeu night sky, the foodies in front of the big screen at the night market are relatively quiet. In the midst of clinking glasses with three or five close friends, there are many people who occasionally glance up at the screen. Of course, there are also many foodies who are focused on the big screen, staring intently at the broadcast.

  Li Xiaoteng is absolutely the most focused one among these people!

  Yang Biao looked at Mingges and was shocked that he had given Real Madrid a free kick. He immediately frowned and shouted loudly. Li Xiaoteng clenched his fists secretly, seemingly unaware that his fingernails had scratched the palm of his hand.

  The stars of Bernauer Stra?e also have different expressions.

  Beckham smiled, an expected free kick opportunity was in front of him. He rushed towards Owen and shouted loudly. Suddenly, Barcelona's backline unconsciously moved towards Owen, Beckham waved his hand towards Owen.

  The referee's whistle sounded. Beckham used all his strength, twisting his body with great force, almost forming a zero-angle position with the ball, and the inside of his foot touched the ball. The ball suddenly took off. The ball seemed to be activated by this kick, generating its maximum internal spin speed. The ball rotated at high speed, drawing an arc, and flew over Owen's head!

  Barcelona's defense suddenly became like a rabbit with red eyes, rushing towards the landing point of the ball. The landing point seemed to be right in front of Owen. And Oleg, who had just knocked down Ronaldo, was already close to Owen and quietly grabbed his shorts.

  The ball seemed to play a joke on everyone, just as almost everyone was defending and staring at each other. The ball suddenly turned a curved trajectory, cutting through the sky...

  It's unclear whether it was a joke played by the ball and the players or if the famous Bezier curve, known for its trickery, had played a joke on everyone.

  Everyone had already made preparations to grab the point, and most of them ran towards where the ball was going to fall. Oleg's hand tightly grasped Owen's pants. At this moment, the ball suddenly drew a strange curved trajectory in mid-air and flew towards unguarded Ronaldo.

  The strange landing point was just in the far corner of Valdes. Valdes had just realized that there was a problem and hadn't had time to move when he saw Ronaldo's comfortable header attack. The ball floated gently into the goal!

  Ronaldo ended a month-long goal drought, today piercing the Barcelona goal, naturally with extraordinary significance. Only to see Ronaldo run to the middle of the goal, bend down and pick up the ball. He lightly kissed the ball before rushing towards Beckham!

  Ronaldo rushed to Beckham and gave him a bear hug, holding him in his arms. The camera gave Ronaldo a close-up, with his buck teeth showing through his smile, which was endearing.

  The Real Madrid fans in Bernau were suddenly excited. Passionate shouts, colorful fireworks ignited, white streamers fluttered down with the beating of drums by the fans.

  Old William in the private room tilted his head and looked at Thomas, then said: "Thomas, you won't be planning to score four goals in the second half, will you?"

  Thomas shrugged his shoulders. Helplessly said: "Mr. William, Huaxia has a slogan. I think it's very interesting."

  Old William laughed and scolded: "You're really clever, what did Huaxia's advertisement say?"

  Thomas said mysteriously: "Nothing is impossible!"

  April night sky, a gust of wind. Still a bit chilly. But Li Xiaoteng saw Ronaldo's goal and instantly jumped up, shouting loudly: "Barcelona is nothing! Real Madrid is mighty! Real Madrid is the champion!" He then excitedly grabbed the beer on the table and took several big gulps. Only then did he raise his bottle to toast Kong Zhen and others.

  Yang Biao scowled and muttered a couple of curses under his breath. He then turned to Li Xiaoteng and said, "Hey, no rush! Brother Teng, we've just evened the score!" Li Xiaoteng calmed down and replied, "Sorry about that, I lost my composure for a moment!"

  Li Xiaoteng's heart has not yet fallen into his stomach. After all, Real Madrid still needs to win the two games against Barcelona, only then can Li Xiaoteng win this bet!

  Behind Li Xiaoteng, there were Kong Zhen, Jiang Di and the Xiang brothers. They weren't busy with business, so they gathered around a table, opened several bottles of beer, casually ordered two cold dishes, and watched the ball game while eating and drinking.

  Kong Zhen said somewhat discontentedly, "Still talking about eating kebabs! Today they sold out so cleanly. We didn't even get to eat any kebabs ourselves." He paused for a moment, then turned to Lao Da and said, "Tomorrow we'll set aside twenty kebabs, our own people should also get some!"

  He nodded at Lao Da, indicating no problem, and suddenly Kong Zhen's gaze was drawn back to the arena.

  Only seen from the helicopter's angle, Barcelona's players launched another crazy counterattack. Ronaldo's free kick on the right side was directly intercepted by Jürgen Klinsmann, who suddenly accelerated like a wild donkey whose tail had been burned by a firecracker. Klinsmann relied solely on his speed to eat away at Pavon's defense, breaking through Real Madrid's defensive line like a ghost.

  Jiuli's right foot stopped the ball, and his body paused for a moment. Then he shot with his big foot. The ball rubbed against the lawn and rushed towards the goal. Casillas seemed to have anticipated the trajectory of the ball. He saw Casillas make a horizontal dive and directly confiscated the ball.

  Five minutes later, Barca's players made a comeback again, and it was Ezequiel Lavezzi. The ball was quickly moved on the right flank. Pedro brought the ball to the front court and passed it to Ronaldinho. Unexpectedly, Ronaldinho played a single-wheel bike at such a critical moment. He swayed left and right, and swayed past Gravesen. Then a high-altitude turn, directly passing the ball under Lavezzi's feet. Lavezzi made a strong shot, and the ball flew straight to the goal like a cannonball.

  Everyone inside and outside the stadium held their breath. Focusing on whether this ball was blasted into Real Madrid's goal.

  At this moment, the ball "thudded" against the door frame and flew straight out of bounds.

  The Real Madrid fans fell silent for a second or two, as if they were all secretly rejoicing at their narrow escape. Then they erupted in cheers. The Barcelona fans, on the other hand, let out a sigh of discontent.

  Cassilias quickly kicked the ball out of the goal. But before it even hit the ground, the player who was supposed to receive the pass was pushed aside, and Van Bronckhorst got the ball. He dribbled forward to the edge of the penalty area, lifted his foot and shot a powerful tiger-like shot, the ball flying straight towards the goal.

  Cassius rushed forward and directly used his left leg to kick the ball. The ball rolled out of bounds along the bottom line.

  After Barca people wasted many opportunities, it seems that the god of fate began to favor Real Madrid again! The game clock pointed to the 56th minute. Beckham made a precise long pass from the backcourt mid lane with his right foot, sending the ball to the front court.

  Owen quickly plugged in. Bailey and Van Bronckhorst both rushed towards Owen. The two saw Owen rushing wildly, seemingly without a good way to stop him. In an instant, Bailey made a move towards Van Bronckhorst. The two, like two polar bears, lowered their heads and charged at Owen.

  Owen's sprinting speed seemed to have accelerated for a moment, and then there was a dull thud. Only to see Beletti and Van Bronckhorst collide heavily with each other. And Owen had already rushed up to the ball like a lone rider in the dust.

  One-on-one! A lone warrior, facing the towering Valdes. In this situation, if Valdes takes the initiative to attack, it's very likely that Owen will be able to shoot a lob shot. If so, it's better to defend randomly in front of the goal.

  But the ball's landing point made Owen too comfortable. The ball fell right in front of Owen, and Owen jumped up with his body. His right foot fiercely kicked the ball. The ball instantly became a flash of lightning in the dark cloud, flying towards the goal with a shocking momentum...

  Valdes was about to pounce on it when the ball had already slipped past the post and into the net!

  “go……..go……!”

  Bernabeu has gone completely crazy! The sound of drums is echoing through the sky. Six or seven hundred thousand fans wearing white Real Madrid jerseys are shouting hoarsely, pushing the atmosphere at Bernabeu to the limit.

  Barcelona's stars launched a crazy counterattack. The 2-0 absolute leading advantage was actually overturned by Real Madrid's desperate counterattack in the second half. The advantage vanished!

  In the 68th minute, Bellotti seized an opportunity in front of Real Madrid's penalty area and shot angrily at the goal, but unfortunately the ball was slightly higher than the crossbar. The ball directly flew onto the Bernabéu stands, instantly triggering a frenzy among the fans!

  Cassilas's long pass opened up the defense, and Ronaldo got the ball on the left. He immediately broke through in a favorable position. Real Madrid's back line was once again loose, giving Ronaldo an opportunity! With the ball at his feet, he charged into the penalty area and sent the ball flying towards the goal.

  Unfortunately, Spanish number one goalkeeper Iker Casillas was guarding Real Madrid's goal and he once again neutralized Barcelona's attack with his foot.

  In the 80th minute, Zidane again brought the ball to the edge of the penalty area, but before he could pass or make another move, Van Bronckhorst this idiot made a sliding tackle. He knocked down Zidane once more.

  Dominguez blew his whistle to pause the game, pulled out a yellow card from his pocket and flashed it at Van Bronckhorst. Van Bronckhorst hurriedly protested with a thousand grievances!

  Dominguez ignored him, turned around and pointed to the spot where Zidane fell. Another free kick opportunity arose. Beckham, as Real Madrid's first penalty taker! Calmed down, took a deep breath, and kicked it with his signature curve. However, Beckham seemed to be off-target this time. The ball was miraculously saved by Valdes!

  Off the court, Yang Biao suddenly slammed his hand on the table and shouted loudly: "Conspiracy! There must be a conspiracy. How is it possible to lose three goals in the second half? This is too fake! I suspect there's a problem!" While saying this, he stomped his feet and pounded his chest loudly.

  Li Xiaoteng was actually more nervous than Yang Biao. What's going on with this game? It seems to have deviated from history, but now it seems to be back on track. However, Real Madrid still needs one more goal. Li Xiaoteng anxiously took out his phone, the blue screen of a certain Nokia model was particularly dazzling in the dark.

  The mobile phone clock shows that there are still ten minutes, and the game is about to end. Li Xiaoteng muttered silently: Whether it's a rainbow all the way, depends on these ten minutes...

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