Chapter 63: Conquering the Bernabéu "Wow!" "Thunderbolt came out of nowhere!" "Like a sparkling gem!" "A world-class skill that will shock everyone!" "The 18-year-old young player Gao Qi broke through the gate of the Bernabeu! The gate guarded by Casillas!" "A powerful long-range shot at 95 kilometers per hour." "It cruelly shattered the pride of Real Madrid's local fans!" “A great assist from Morata.” "My strength is as great as the mountains and my courage is as great as the world"
Gao Qi jogged all the way to the corner flag area. Facing renewed abuse and booing. He kicked the grass hard, jumped up and raised his feet. Amid the astonished gazes of the audience, he performed a textbook flying kick! Flying kick celebration! Tens of thousands of fans at the Bernabeu were stunned for a moment, as if they had been hit hard, as if they had really been kicked in the chest. It was like a loud slap in the face. humiliation. It's so humiliating. How dare this Real Madrid abandoned player laugh at us in this way? Such dirty behavior tarnishes the purity in our hearts. Immediately afterwards, even more angry and furious insults broke out from the stands on all sides! Click. Click. Photographers on the sidelines were pressing the shutter buttons frantically! Media from 44 countries and regions around the world all responded with the same headline: "Classic moment in 21st century football: Gao Qifei kicks Bernabeu." The black-clad young man's flying kick celebration instantly became popular all over the world. The smarter reporters captured the distorted expressions of Real Madrid's extreme fans: fear, anger, unwillingness, hatred, and pain. CTV5 live room. The comment section exploded. - [So handsome, so handsome! ] - [It was so bright that I couldn't open my eyes.] - 【It’s too brutal.】 - 【Tigers shoot.】 - 【Awesome! The whole person suddenly appeared in the camera and blasted a world wave. 】 - [Wow, I followed Gao Qi's flying kick and kicked the TV to pieces.] - [A powerful long-range shot with a speed of up to 95 kilometers per hour? What level is it? 】 - [Not counting long-range free kicks that have plenty of time to adjust and prepare, Batistuta's heavy artillery has a speed of 124 kilometers per hour, and the maximum foot strength in the game is 99. ] - [How did he get to that long-range area? His spatial perception is really abnormal. ] The teammates rushed over like crazy.
Morata had long forgotten his promise that he would not celebrate the capture of the Bernabeu. He was ecstatic at the moment: I was still playing for the youth team a few months ago, and I made an assist in my Champions League debut tonight? Am I not the male protagonist in a football movie? "Gao, we are a golden pair!" "Give me an assist later!" Roma goalkeeper Stekelenburg waved to Lamela to stand in his own half, and he himself ran all the way from the goal to the Real Madrid corner flag area to join in the celebration. 2010 World Cup final, Netherlands vs Spain, Stekelenburg vs Casillas. At this moment, the Roma goalkeeper felt the pleasure of completing his revenge. So cool. the other side. Casillas gestured to his teammates: Just leave a large area for Gao to shoot from long distance. No one responded. Ronaldo silently took the football thrown to him, and his strong desire to win drove him to run towards the center circle. Never lose! Pepe had a look of pain on his face and rubbed his chest with his hands. His previous kick to cut off his descendants had missed and Gao Qi, who had fallen down, had hit him hard with his elbow. It still hurt a little now. Courtside. Enrique and the old men in the coaching staff hugged each other tightly. Half a year ago they were still stuck in a quagmire, but they didn't expect a Real Madrid abandoned player to fall from the sky. "Will we defend next? I'm worried that the players' physical strength won't be able to sustain high-intensity running and pressing." "Defense, play the orthodox nine-and-a-half counterattack tactics, and play around the high ball in the transition attack phase." "Yes, yes, yes, fight against fakes and control the truth, and implement my football philosophy!" The other side. Mourinho did not indulge in the anger of losing the ball. Instead, he called Alonso to his side, made gestures, and made tactical adjustments. VIP box. Zidane's eyes were full of admiration, and he was still savoring Gao Qi's wonderful performance. My hands no longer tremble. "I really wish Pogba could play as smart as he does." "Top-notch off-ball awareness and spatial perception." “He’s very good at using his body.” As he spoke, he felt a little guilty. Why didn't he argue with the board of directors and ask Gao Qi to stay? The potential for growth is so great.
His kicking style is as advanced as mine! Florentino took off his glasses, blinked his tired eyelids, and said calmly: "Don't think about it. He just made that flying kick. It is unlikely that he will return to Real Madrid in this life." “It may not be bought back with money.” The game resumes. Real Madrid's independent attack has changed a little bit. Ronaldo no longer retreated to instigate a shift in the direction of the attack. Instead, Benzema and Modric moved to the left and connected with Marcelo. “Marcelo is so flexible!” "The seductive hip twist is over." "The open strategy is to attract the focus of Rome's defense to this side!" "C Ronaldo has a wide range of activities in the front court!" De Rossi was slightly surprised when facing Modric. This new Real Madrid player, who is called "Cruyff II", dares to be so far away from the ball when receiving the ball? Close combat. Modric stumbled and used the outside of his foot to push the ball away from De Rossi. Back to do. No return pass to Alonso. He went straight back to Real Madrid's high defense line. Bernabeu immediately booed their own players: the Croatian midfielder bought for 30 million is simply a fake and has blocked Real Madrid's independent attack! Modric didn't care. He observed in advance that Gao Qi and Morata were rushing towards Alonso's receiving position, and it was too dangerous to pass the ball to them. Courtside. Mourinho's face turned pale: the pass was too deep, and the attractive advantage that Real Madrid had previously established on the left was instantly gone. Because the transition rhythm was slowed down, Roma had a few more seconds to readjust the focus of its defense. But he did not deny Modric. In the wave of reform in modern football, Modric's idea of transferring the ball to the midfield and backcourt to establish an offense is the correct trend and the prerequisite for "accelerating flow". However, Real Madrid's rough offensive direction of "passing the ball forward" during this period was destined to prevent Modric from playing to his advantage. Mourinho is well aware of this, and he is also working hard to iterate and optimize tactics, otherwise he would not have pursued Tottenham for two years and specifically asked for Modric. simply put: Modric, who has just joined the team for two months, has not adapted to Real Madrid's tactics and can only play 80% of his skills during his time at Tottenham. Ramos received the ball and passed it to Pepe.
Pepe's long pass is the most accurate among Real Madrid's defense. Kick a long pass. The football spins to the right side of the front court. "Looking for Di Maria again." "Roma has built a low defensive line." "Watch Ronaldo's off-ball movement on the other side" All the audience's eyes were focused on Di Maria. The cheers from the stands on all sides grew louder and louder. Restore the dignity of the Bernabeu! Reversed the game and made the arrogant Real Madrid abandoned player cry! Florenzi is under a lot of pressure. He has been trying very hard to follow Ronaldo when he is off the ball. But also watch the position of the football. Can't care about it at all. This guy Cristiano Ronaldo, during this period, made perfect use of blind-side movement. When Di Maria broke free on the right and made a long pass. The Real Madrid superstar has already eaten up Florenzi on the left. Two steps ahead. Unload the ball on the chest. Break into the penalty area. De Rossi quickly filled in the position and forced the Real Madrid superstar to the outside. Ronaldo rode his bicycle around. Secondary acceleration. Forced to go outside? Then take the outside route! Don't regret! His powerful explosive power allowed him to create space for the pass in just one move! Snapped! Ronaldo's low cross just hit the sensitive area between Roma's defense and goalkeeper. De Rossi looked nervous: There was nothing we could do about this Real Madrid superstar no matter how hard we pushed him. "Danger!" "C Ronaldo passes the ball horizontally!"
"Benzema outflanks!" "Oh? You can't even go in?" "Why are you hitting the goalkeeper?" Benzema did everything perfect before the shot. Reasonable insertion time to seize the best ending position. But the shot ended without much power. Ronaldo stopped his inertia, half-knelt on the grass, with a helpless expression: Can I spit out this cake? Benzema wanted to slap himself. The football hit the feet of the Roma goalkeeper and bounced out of the small penalty area. Castan quickly used his body to position himself and kicked the ball forward! "pretty." "Rome's counterattack is coming." "Pjanic stopped the ball and passed it to Lamela." "The Argentine talent is very fast." "Pass it to Gao Qi in the middle!" "Wait." "He was waiting for Morata to run into space." "We are already familiar with Gao Qi's high-level playing style. The quality of his passes is not as high as that of a midfield master, but he has a good grasp of the timing and heat!" Gao Qi received the ball, stretched out his body, and moved sideways, barely avoiding Khedira's pursuit. The ball left his right foot. Sticking to the grass, like a sharp blade, it pierced through Real Madrid's high defense line of only two people. "Push it over!" “This route is so comfortable!” "The traditional function of number nine and a half." Morata's explosive power is abnormal. With a height of 189, it has a terrifying speed of ! At the same time, he also has extremely flexible footwork: he can fit in with the passing and control system of the Matador dynasty. What a perfect striker! The culmination of Real Madrid’s youth training! Before Pepe and Ramos turned around completely, Morata had already received the ball and created a chance to score alone! "Go straight to the Dragon Gate!" "Single sword!" "Shoot!"
"Hey! Can this ball be kicked off target?" Players from both sides on the field quickly slowed down their pace. The football slipped out of the baseline. Real Madrid goalkeeper Casillas looked like he had won the lottery. Morata spat, clapped his hands, turned around and gave Gao Qi a thumbs up. Courtside. The old men in the Roma coaching staff almost fainted. Enrique wanted to take off his suit: "I can kick this ball into the goal." The other side. Mourinho is already preparing to make changes. He likes Varane because he wants a central defender who can "turn quickly" to make up for the problem of tactical iteration. Real Madrid's counterattack was perfect. Backhand is invincible. However, in the first-hand independent attack phase, the high defensive line is easily attacked from behind by the weaker team. Time passed by minute by minute. The Bernabeu fans were terrified. Every counterattack by Rome was extremely threatening. There is no complicated offensive process. Roma completed a steal or block in the backcourt to gain possession of the ball, and kicked the ball to Gao Qi in the frontcourt. Gao Qi’s fighting style is simple and crude. The judgment of the ball path and landing point is extremely accurate. Either he uses his strong body and uncanny sense of the ball to hold the ball, and then delivers the ball after Morata, who starts a step slower, runs out of space. Or he could just jump high and head the ball to Morata who had started early. VIP box. Zidane shook his head helplessly. “It’s hard to limit.” "Those who are weaker than him in physical confrontation cannot restrain him." "People who are stronger than him in physical confrontation are more likely to commit fouls." "Gao Qi is very valuable to Roma. He is the threat-creating point in the frontcourt."
"Enrique tailored the number nine and a half tactics for Gao Qi." Florentino nodded and said: "Let Enrique become the famous coach in the media's mouth. If he goes back to coach Barcelona one day, the Spanish national derby will be more popular, and the commercial popularity of La Liga will be maintained. Real Madrid needs this kind of opponent." The fourth official outside the center circle raised a sign. "There was only one minute of added time in the first half." "Roma are about to go into halftime with a commanding lead." "Real Madrid needs someone who can step up." "Cristiano Ronaldo!" "A determined look!" "A great star player can rely on his personal ability to change the situation even if the team is at a disadvantage!" Ronaldo received the pass from Modric on the left. Florenzi and De Rossi pressed forward at the same time. A closed outside line. A sealed inner line. An explosive scene was born. Ronaldo made a fake move to the outside, took a fake step with his left foot, and then suddenly pushed the ball towards the middle with his right foot. His powerful explosive power was fully displayed in an instant! He managed to break free from the double-team of two Roman players. The 27-year-old Real Madrid superstar. So terrifying. "This is Cristiano Ronaldo!" "The King of Adversity!" "He will always be the dawn of victory for the Galaxy Battleship!" "Half court means shooting range!" "It was not half court, it was about 33 meters from the goal." Most people also want to be able to shoot from half court, but they don’t have the instantaneous timing and unparalleled burst that Ronaldo has. He forcibly took on two defenders and gained space for a long shot in the middle. now. No one can stop Ronaldo from firing a long shot! 32 meters from the goal. Swing your legs slightly! Bah! A loud bang resounded through the night sky! Bernabeu saw hope! The arc of the football is not big, but it carries terrifying power.
Goalkeeper Stekelenburg's pupils dilated involuntarily. He made a save, but it was too late. The football stuck to Roma's net and fell to the ground a second later. 1:1! ! ! Wow! The whole Bernabeu was jubilant at this moment! "Hala Madrid!" "Cristiano!" Cristiano Ronaldo performed the "finger-licking" celebration for his two-year-old son. There was no celebration for long. He raised his hands to his teammates, signaling everyone to cheer up. The Galacticos cannot be satisfied with a draw at the Bernabeu! Studio. - [It has to be Cristiano Ronaldo. ] - [This is the personal ability of a superstar, solving problems easily! ] - [Roma is in danger, Real Madrid is about to make a comeback! ] - [Don't panic, Catania can score against Roma, let alone Real Madrid. ] - [The score was tied before the end of the first half, which really affected the morale of the Roma team. Come on, Gao Qi.] After a while. As soon as the extra time was up, the referee blew the whistle to end the first half. The LED sign in the air showed the score of 1:1. The Bernabeu has regained its confidence! Gao Qi walked off the field with his teammates. There was another round of boos from the nearby stands. Several Real Madrid fans leaned out from the stands: "Damn anti-Madridists." "Aren't you doing a flying kick celebration?" "Kick?" "Do you still have a chance to celebrate the goal?" Player tunnel. Florenzi looked guilty: "I'm sorry" Ivan quickly patted his butt: "There's nothing to be sorry about. The person you're facing is Cristiano Ronaldo. How many times more valuable is he than you?" Everyone walked towards the locker room together. Morata wanted to say something. Gao Qi shook his head: "It doesn't matter, don't be afraid of wasting opportunities. The Galaxy Battleship tonight is not scary at all. We will create many more opportunities." There is no comforting element. I quickly reviewed the first half of the game in my mind and got the same answer. Roma dressing room. Ivan arranged the tactical adjustments for the second half.
Enrique clapped his hands and said loudly: "We have to win today!" "Hear the abuse and booing from those high-handed Madridists?" "Do you want to leave the Bernabéu like a stray dog?" “We don’t accept a draw!” "We are going to defeat the Galacticos and trample the pride of the Bernabeu under our feet!" He raised his fist and swung it down fiercely. clap clap clap! The applause was warm. The fighting spirit of the Roma players soared: defeat the Galacticos! Competitive sports require spiritual encouragement. Real Madrid dressing room. Mourinho was also giving a speech: "Nice guys don't win games." "So screw it, we're going to be sons of bitches." "Our defense is shit now, and Roma's defense is also shit!" "Do you want a repeat of what happened to Valencia, Getafe and Sevilla? We can't keep losing!" "How many times more are we worth than them? If we put it in the game, we can beat them ten times out of ten!" "Second half! Fight them to death!" His words seemed to be full of magic, making everyone's eyes firm. The fifteen-minute break is over. Accompanied by the exciting BGM, the referee team led the players from both teams back to the green field. "Zhuangdianertai! Zhuangdianertai! Good evening, audience friends." "Now broadcasting live for you is the second half of the 2012/13 Champions League Group D." "Real Madrid vs. Roma." "The current score between the two sides is 1:1!" "Gao Qi and Cristiano Ronaldo exchange world-class goals!" Accompanied by the referee's whistle. The second half of the game officially begins. Roma possession. Gao Qi kicked the ball back to Castan. The smart Brazilian center back found a safe path to pass the ball before receiving it.
The ball was passed to Balzaretti who came on the wing. The football was passed quickly. As soon as they passed the center circle, the Galacticos maintained their central defense and quickly launched a pressing attack. The fierce hand-to-hand combat has begun! Lamela was brought down by Arbeloa. The referee did not blow the whistle. De Rossi tried to stop the ball that was out of control, but was hit hard by Khedira again. Khedira is a Tunisian-German guy, very "dedicated". Even if he is about to play in the World Cup or the European Cup, he will do everything he can to beat up the main players of the German team in club games. All of a sudden. The man fell on his back and his horse fell over. In the melee, the football rolled to Gao Qi's feet. He turned and pushed forward. Ramos and Alonso intercepted at the same time. Snapped! The football flew to the left before the two men got close. "Morata!" "Be careful!" "The second half was intense." Pepe had a small outburst and moved sideways towards Morata. The raised elbow hasn't hit anyone yet. Morata actually fell forward? Did you not dribble the ball properly and fall down? Beep! The referee blew the whistle and stepped forward to warn. Pepe raised his hands innocently, looking confused. At the Bernabeu, the boos were getting louder and louder. Courtside. Ivan was stunned and turned to look at Enrique. "Did you teach me?" "Teach what?" Enrique suddenly realized and said with disgust: "How could I teach La Masia to Real Madrid's youth players?" The other side. Mourinho was unsteady on his feet and put his hand on his forehead.
He was very optimistic about Morata, so he often asked other first-team players to guide the young player: how to protect himself when facing infringements during the game. As a result, Morata used this trick when playing against Real Madrid. Ronaldo came back to defend and pulled Morata up. The two people have a good relationship. "Why are you faking a fall?" "Who taught me that?" "how could I know?" Morata tilted his head to observe Ronaldo's expression. Ronaldo tried hard to restrain the corners of his mouth from rising and turned his head away. Time passes quickly. The Bernabeu fans sang the team song excitedly. The two sides continued to fight fiercely. Di Maria and Ronaldo were very depressed because at this stage of Real Madrid, both of their full-backs would rush up to join the fight. According to Mourinho's tactical philosophy, the defensive gaps on both sides require two wingers to retreat to fill them. Once the steal is successful, the two wingers must rush forward in time during the counterattack. 65 minutes. Gao Qi received the ball with his back to the basket in the 14th zone. Khedira pulled and dragged. Ramos quickly assists in defense. in chaos. The tall No. 23 of Roma had his shoes stepped on and fell to the ground due to loss of balance. Beep! The referee blows the whistle. "Free kick." "Roma has a great free-kick opportunity!" "This distance is too close, and it's not easy to fight." "Pjanic and De Rossi were in front of the ball." Gao Qi quickly put on his shoes and observed the human wall being formed. Cassie bent over, carefully directing the formation of the human wall. Various factors have caused his fighting ability to decline significantly this season.
We can’t lose the ball easily at home anymore. The goalkeeper sitting on the bench has performed better than me in the training match. There are countless geniuses eyeing every position of the Galaxy Battleship. Competitive sports are cruel. Pepe covered his crotch. Putting aside his identity as Real Madrid's central defender, he was a little glad that it was not Gao Qi who took the free kick. That guy holds a grudge. Kick him in the crotch yourself. Maybe he'll kick a world-class shot that hits his crotch. Courtside. Enrique's body shook with confidence: "Set-piece, my moment has come!" "Let them play as I arranged before the game!" Ivan was indifferent. He couldn't help but frown and carefully observed the distribution of Real Madrid's human wall. the other side. Mourinho put his hands in his pockets and looked calm. The Real Madrid coaching staff had studied Roma's set-piece tactics in advance and were not afraid of Enrique's complex deployment at all. Real Madrid's local fans tried hard to boo and disturb their opponents. On the green field. Pjanic covered his mouth and whispered to De Rossi: "Are we playing according to the boss's instructions?" Roma's vice-captain also covered his mouth and responded: "Pay attention to the distribution of their human wall. They may have taken precautions in advance." "Then how to fight?" “Just pass the ball to Gao.” Beep! The referee blows the whistle. “This human wall is very expensive!” "Ronaldinho back then." Pjanic takes two steps to run up. Make a shooting motion. Snapped! Fake shot, real pass. The football did not fly towards the goal, but was pushed diagonally into the gap between the human wall.
Gao Qi withdrew before anyone else. No sloppiness. Turn sideways to meet the ball. Kick and shoot! Bah! The football hit the goal post, passed Casillas' platinum gloves, and hit the net of Real Madrid! 1:2! ! ! The Bernabeu was silent for two seconds again It's that simple? Is this a goal? The commentator was at a loss for words for a moment. "The ball went in again!" "Gao Qi!" "Two goals!" "First time on the Champions League stage, twice breaking through the Bernabeu!" “This goal did not reflect the tactical value like the last one, but it perfectly demonstrated his finishing ability!” "Cut close to the ground and push into the near corner!" Gao Qi prepared to take off his jersey to celebrate. But after taking a look at the time on the large LED screen in the air, he loosened his hands on his clothes. Raise your right hand and extend three fingers! The Real Madrid fans in the stands were so angry that they all raised their middle fingers at the young Roma player. What do you mean? hat trick? He said he would score three goals at the Bernabeu? What the hell! Shhh! The booing, which had lost its momentum, sounded so weak and powerless. The dawn of the Bernabeu was once again covered by thick dark clouds. Command area. The Roma coaching staff and bench celebrated wildly. Enrique was a little disappointed because his players on the field did not implement his set-piece tactics. But never mind, being able to score a goal was a good thing! "Defend next? Delay the game?" "Wait a minute, it's still early." "Real Madrid is going to make a substitution. Boss, do you understand Mourinho's gestures?" "Nonsense, we were together every day back then!" the other side. Mourinho did not waste his energy on frustration, he pulled Ozil aside to give him some instructions. There is not much time left for Real Madrid.
The lagging score made it difficult for the Real Madrid coaching staff to play their cards. The fourth official held up the LED number board on the sidelines. "Real Madrid has to make adjustments." "Ozil for Khedira." "This is a signal to step up the offense." "The German midfield has not played well since the start of the season. In the first few league games, they lost the ball too many times." Ivan and the old men in the Roma coaching staff were ecstatic. They had studied Ozil for a week before the game, and now he was delivered to their doorstep, right? Press it to death! Hold down Ozil's front and back connection. The Galacticos' defense will lose the protection of the midfield barrier. "Okay, let's continue the game!" "The Galaxy Battleship is going to give it a try." "If Rome holds out." "Oh, why is Rome still so oppressive!" The second half of the first half was to avoid excessive physical exertion. What remains next. From a bird's-eye view, seven red wolf warriors in black rushed through the center circle and madly pressed the white jerseys. Ozil was not panicking at all. He directed his three frontcourt teammates to attack boldly. I am responsible for sorting out the connections. It seems like I can't quite connect the dots and the opponent is targeting me! The pace is fast and the scenes are intense. The passage of time seems to be accelerated. Enrique looked nervous, fearing that the score might be equalized. Mourinho looked gloomy. It was cut off, the connection between the front and back fields was specifically cut off. Familiar smell. The night wind blew, carrying with it the smell of ryegrass and soil. It's the smell of failure!
You will only smell this faint scent when you fail! The Bernabeu fans are becoming increasingly anxious. Attack! How come Roma got more chances after Real Madrid replaced an attacking midfielder? Ronaldo ran as hard as he could. It was difficult to transport the shells. He had to retreat from time to time to provide support, and after he finally succeeded in providing support, the other attacking points did not have time to rotate to the front. Very passive. Isolated. He also felt this feeling a few days ago when they lost to Sevilla by one goal. Gao Qi was running frantically in the frontcourt. It seems that he wants to drain all his physical energy before the end of the game! Being knocked down again and again. Get up again and again. That tireless figure made all those who hated him feel a little uneasy. "How come the situation is reversed?" "Real Madrid played as if they were ahead." "Roma played as if they were behind, but they were still thinking about scoring" "There is a chance. The midfield stranglehold has the advantage." The 89th minute of the game. Ozil had just received the ball before he could connect the dots and was hit hard. "Reasonable physical confrontation, no problem!" "Don't complain to the referee at this time, just go and get into position to defend." "Kjaer's interception is crucial!" "coming!" "The Galacticos feel the fierce attack of Rome again!" During the high-pressure process, if you can grab the ball, it is very profitable. Close to the goal. Our side has more people and the opponent's defense is in disarray. Snapped! clap clap clap! The football stuck to the grass and was passed quickly between the black jerseys. After being trained for more than half a season using the 90-minute training method that Enrique copied from La Masia, even a pig knows how to penetrate the ground.
Roma easily broke through the Real Madrid defense which lost the protection of the midfield barrier. Ronaldo tried hard to defend, but it was too late. He watched Gao Qi run out of the middle space. "Wonderful!" "Morata opened up the defensive gap between Pepe and Ramos!" "Pjanic kicked the ball high and made a precise pass into the empty space!" "Gao Qi did not act as an organizer this time, but rushed through the gap and became a terminator!" "Smash it for me!" Gao Qi pushed the grass hard and used the momentum to jump high. The falling football was hit hard on his forehead! In an instant, it was like an arrow, flying towards the upper left corner of Real Madrid's goal! Cassie leapt forward. The platinum-colored gloves, which once carried the glory of the Supreme Hall, are now so powerless. The Galacticos' net was lifted up three times. 1:3! ! ! The director's camera did not immediately replay the goal-scoring process, but instead cut to the stands. The arrogant faces have now been replaced by various negative emotions. Fear, despair, anger, unwillingness. Eyes were red. “Great moment!” "Gao Qi captured the White Temple - Bernabeu!" "hat trick!" "Hat trick in Champions League debut against Real Madrid." "When he left Real Madrid, he was booed and cursed." "When he challenged Real Madrid, he was greeted with abuse and boos." "Tonight, he sank the star-studded Galactico and silenced the entire Bernabeu!" "Unstoppable!" "Legend. The Bernabéu is the birthplace of many great legendary moments!" "At the age of 18, Gao Qi wrote a brilliant prologue to his career." The commentator was so excited that his voice trembled. It is something that a young Chinese player would never dare to dream of for him to complete a hat trick against Real Madrid in the Champions League. Gao Qi rushed to the stands frantically and took off his jersey.
Accompanied by angry shouts. He stood on the billboard. The night wind at the Bernabeu blows the black hair and black jersey. The picture seems to be frozen. The Real Madrid abandoned player who conquered the Bernabeu held high the black No. 23 Roma jersey. this moment. Tens of thousands of Real Madrid fans felt extremely humiliated. The photographers were not idle. Press the shutter button like crazy. Click, click, click! The spotlights kept flashing. The magical trip to the Bernabéu actually resulted in two "world famous paintings". Beep! Beep! finally. The referee blew the whistle to end the game. Real Madrid 1:3 Roma! The prologue of a legend. (End of this chapter)
