“I’ve been saying it for a long time, Varane and Pau Torres have no chemistry. If you’re going to make a change, do it sooner! What time is it now?”
“Sigh! I see Malacia is already exhausted. Can Manchester United buy some full-backs quickly?”
“Am I the only one who thinks Gao Nuo is very charming today? I wonder what he just said to Antony.”
“It’s well-known that Gao Nuo’s idol is Neymar. This guy must have been hyped up today. He just incited the fans and got me all fired up.”
“The person upstairs is a kindred spirit. I was cheering with Gao Nuo just now and woke up my wife. Now I’m kneeling on durians.”
“Hahaha, this guy is so miserable. I also yelled just now, and my wife didn’t dare to .78 one 67safuw.”
“Hahahahaha, he was beaten down, wasn’t he!”
The audience in the live stream is always full of joy; it’s these lovely fans that make football even more charming.
In the 86th minute of the match, substitute Asensio and Mbappé combined.
The two passed and ran very fluidly in the front field.
They evaded Ward-Prowse’s tackle.
They dribbled past Pau Torres’s marking.
Mbappé received the ball at the top of the penalty arc, with only Lisandro Martínez in front of him.
He pushed the ball with his right foot, feinting a shot.
Lima remained unmoved, hands behind his back, blocking the area in front of him, his eyes fixed on the ball.
His fake shot was seen through by the opponent, and Mbappé had no time for further adjustments; Pau Torres was about to return to defend.
He took one last look at the goalkeeper’s position, then swung his right leg forward quickly, his boot hitting the lower left side of the ball with force.
Mbappé shot with the outside of his right foot.
The ball arced in a bizarre trajectory.
Manchester United’s goalkeeper, Nübel, completely panicked.
He had completely misjudged the trajectory of the incoming ball, and at this moment, could only follow the flying ball with his gaze.
“Clang!!!”
A crisp sound echoed through the silent stadium.
The Manchester United post once again became the 12th man.
Zidane painfully covered his forehead, just like Mbappé, who stood frozen in front of the goal, unable to believe his eyes.
“Roar—!”
The roar from Old Trafford erupted suddenly; the post had once again become the hero on the field.
Paris Saint-Germain players' agony wasn't over yet.
Malacia caught the rebounding ball and kicked it long to the front field.
Manchester United counterattack!
Gao Nuo chest-trapped the ball in the center circle.
He back-heeled the ball behind him with his left foot, turning smoothly, and the ball went between Fabian’s legs.
There were still three center-backs in front of him, but Gao Nuo's speed did not diminish!
“Beautiful! Gao Nuo trapped the ball and dribbled past, he’s accelerating!”
Zhan Jun’s voice abruptly stopped, but the audience didn’t mind; everyone’s attention was on Gao Nuo’s feet.
Continuing to dribble forward, Marquinhos slid in.
Gao Nuo chipped the ball up, and together with the ball, he leaped over the opponent.
Mukiele dared not rush in, maintaining a two-body-length distance, retreating while looking for an opportunity.
Step-over!
Continuous step-overs!
The two grew closer and closer.
Gao Nuo stared intently at his opponent’s shoulder.
Just as Mukiele’s right shoulder moved forward.
Gao Nuo pushed the ball to the right with his right foot, then suddenly accelerated again.
Mukiele's right foot stretched out, his center of gravity following Gao Nuo to the left, and he suddenly split into a wide stance, letting out an “ow” as he lay on the ground, clutching his upper thigh.
Only one person left!
Kimpembe had completely given up on the ball, charging at Gao Nuo, even if it meant a red card, he accepted it.
Having just dribbled past Mukiele, Gao Nuo’s speed was in full burst, and there was no time to change direction.
The two were about to collide.
“It’s too late!”
Gao Nuo was a bit far from the ball, and Kimpembe, who was charging from the side, had already jumped forward.
“Go for it!”
A flash of inspiration, Gao Nuo suddenly fell backward, his body sliding forward with inertia, much like a sliding tackle.
Kimpembe missed, landing on top of Gao Nuo.
The home fans were stunned!
Erik ten Hag was stunned!
Kimpembe, who was on top of Gao Nuo, was stunned!
Manchester United teammates following behind were also stunned!
“Roar!!!”
One second later, the whole stadium erupted in cheers!
Red number 11, with a head of blonde hair, not very tall, Antony was not stunned!
Although he outwardly didn’t care about Gao Nuo’s instructions, the moment Gao Nuo trapped the ball and dribbled past.
Before anyone else could react.
Antony had already started sprinting; trust is always a bit mysterious.
When Manchester United's counterattack began, no one could have imagined Gao Nuo's incredibly fluid dribble past three players.
Both opponents and teammates were left far behind at this moment.
Gao Nuo's speed was too fast; only Antony, who started immediately, barely kept up.
Under a full sprint, just a 1-second advantage meant nearly 10 meters of distance.
There were no more obstacles in front of Antony, only Donnarumma, who was low to the ground, poised and ready.
Zhan Jun recovered, his fast-paced commentary returning to the airwaves.
“Gao Nuo kicked the ball forward with a sliding tackle motion, Antony is rushing up!”
“It’s a one-on-one! Antony faces Donnarumma.”
“Dribbling to the left continuously, Antony has plenty of time to adjust.”
“Donnarumma starts first, diving to the bottom left corner.”
“Antony stops his shot abruptly, a little unsteady on his feet.”
“Right-footed tap into an empty net, goal!”
“Antony, unbalanced after the shot, falls to the ground.”
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“Absolutely brilliant!”
“Antony, getting up, didn’t rush to celebrate. He ran towards Gao Nuo nearby!”
“Gao Nuo is still lying on the ground at this moment; it seems his spectacular dribble just now left him a bit tired.”
“Antony pulled Gao Nuo up, and the two ran towards the goal-line stand.”
“Antony knelt on one knee, letting Gao Nuo lightly step on his leg, performing the boot-shining celebration!”
“Haha, the two embraced tightly, and Manchester United fans erupted!”
Facing the over-the-top Zhan Jun, Zhang finally interjected at this moment.
“Hey! This boot-shining celebration usually means the goal-scorer thinks the assist was incredibly brilliant.”
Zhan Jun's mouth couldn't stop, interrupting Zhang from continuing his commentary.
“Exactly, Gao Nuo’s solo run just now was incredibly brilliant.”
“First, a back-heel flick to dribble past while trapping the ball!”
“Next, he chipped the ball and himself over a sliding tackle!”
“And continuous step-overs to fake out opponents!”
“His final sliding pass was even more stunning, making the opponent, who was preparing to foul, miss!”
“Antony’s shot was also brilliant, but comparatively, Gao Nuo truly deserved this boot-shining celebration!”
The discussion in the live stream was even crazier than the commentary.
Carefully typed sentences were already drowned out by a screen full of “Chinese Classic”.
Manchester United’s bench had exploded; everyone was jumping and cheering on the sidelines, waving everything they could get their hands on.
Erik ten Hag, stroking his bald head, shook his hands in disbelief, appearing somewhat out of place.
At the Referee’s urging, Manchester United players returned to their own half.
Before the kick-off, both teams requested substitutions simultaneously.
Paris Saint-Germain withdrew center-back Mukiele and brought on left-winger Álex Baena.
The formation adjusted to 4-2-3-1, preparing for an all-out attack.
Manchester United substituted left-winger Rashford for Süle.
The formation adjusted to 5-3-2, preparing for an all-out defense.
The match continued, time had already reached the 86th minute, leaving too little time for Paris Saint-Germain.
After only two decent attacking plays, the Referee blew the final whistle.
Both legs of the Champions League semi-final were over, and Manchester United narrowly defeated Paris Saint-Germain 4:3, securing their place in the final!