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Chapter 778 A Good Start (V)

After Schalke scored this goal, the overall situation was a little relaxed. The game has passed 10 minutes. As long as nothing special happens, there will be no major problems.

Stuttgart also seemed a bit absent-minded after being hit repeatedly. The two sides played in five or six minutes, which was not very entertaining. However, just when everyone thought that the next game would become garbage time, the scene changed again.

No. In 707 minutes, Molinaro suddenly made a long pass from the backcourt. Shinji Okazaki stopped the ball in the right corner of the penalty area and then swayed the defender horizontally and rushed into the penalty area. Just when Shinji Okazaki broke into the penalty area, a black shadow rushed over from the oblique stab, like a black lightning bolt, knocking Shinji Okazaki to the ground.

Matip's reaction is still very fast, and his tackle timing is also very appropriate, this action is very precise on the tackle, clean and neat without muddy water, but the huge force still makes Okazaki Shinji overturned at once. On the lawn, he rolled several meters away in an exaggerated manner, and then rolled on the ground with his legs hugged in pain, as if he had suffered a serious injury.

Naturally, the fans didn't care whether the ball was clean or not, they immediately shouted like crazy, "Penalty, penalty!"

The referee also blew his whistle at the first time, and when he ran close to the scene of the incident, he pointed to the penalty spot immediately, and this penalty immediately aroused cheers from the audience.

Matip was stunned for a moment and then exploded immediately. He immediately ran to the referee and shouted, "This is a clean strike, I didn't touch him at all, are you crazy, how can you award a penalty kick? "And when he shouted, several Schalke players also surrounded him, and they and the referee roared loudly.

The referee also seemed to know that there was something wrong with his own penalty for the ball, but this is Stuttgart's home court after all, and with such a disparity in the score, he felt that the penalty would not affect the overall situation, so he made it without hesitation. Judgment, but who knows that it has aroused the anger of a group of Schalke players, so he is also a little confused.

However, his handling method made Matip even more angry. Although he was not suspended for a red card throughout last year, this does not mean that he has a good temper. As if he had been greatly wronged, he stretched out his hand and pushed the referee.

At this time, Ai Huan just arrived at the scene, but it was such a time difference that he could only watch Matip make an outrageous move, and then he hugged Matip tightly but it was too late It's too late.We must know that Schalke has the moral upper hand at this time, and the referee should not go too far, but such a move is tantamount to threatening the safety of the referee. If he can bear it, he is not a referee.

Sure enough, the referee was startled at first, but immediately reacted, and immediately took out a red card to drive Matip off the field, and this action immediately made the audience cheer.

Matip also knew that he was in trouble at this time, but he still felt aggrieved. He tore off his jersey and put it on his shoulders casually, muttering incessantly as he walked out, but He spoke in his native dialect, and no one could understand what he was saying.

Ai Huan has also started communicating with the referee at this time, but his confidence is no longer enough. The referee is now standing on the moral peak again, standing on the peak in the blink of an eye from the previous downturn. Said to Ai Huan, "You have to control your teammates, if they are attacking me, then don't blame me for being rude."

Ai Huan did not back down, "After this game, we will definitely appeal. This ball is definitely a misjudgment." But it is useless to say these things, and we can only accept the result of a penalty kick.

The Schalke players stood outside the penalty area one after another, each of them was aggrieved but there was nothing he could do about it, and Zhang Chong, the only one who could participate in it, also seemed very angry, and kept using various national curses mixed with Dalian dialect Greeting the referee, and the broad spirit of Chinese is that it can achieve the same effect even without spitting dirty words, and it is more colorful than English, German and other languages, so the referee is good or the Stuttgart players, although they know that it is not a good thing , but I don't know what these mean. Only Ai Huan was so teased that he couldn't help but turned around and laughed.

It's a bit inappropriate to behave like this at this time, but being able to hear his native dialect still puts Ai Huan in a good mood.

The referee has already walked towards Zhang Chong. He doesn't know what this guy is talking about, but he also understands that it is not a good thing, so he said coldly, "If you don't keep the goal, then I will give a yellow card. You are delaying time."

"Whatever you want, I'm like this, what can you do? Biao Huhu looks like a second stroke, your eyes are for venting your anger, and you dare to say you are old when you spray shit all over your mouth, don't think about it." Zhang Chong kept talking non-stop, but all he said was in Chinese, and the expression on his face was not ferocious, but rather anxious, and he was gesticulating while talking, as if he was explaining the one just now. The ball, which made the referee a little confused, but he still waved his hand and walked away.

"Kang busy baby!" Zhang Chong felt very happy when he saw the referee leaving, so he said something to Ka Kao, but his hand subconsciously pointed to his left, while his footsteps turned to the right Moved a small half step.

Cacau's mind was a bit confused, he didn't know why the goalkeeper kept talking like a lunatic, but when he suddenly noticed the opponent's little move, he immediately felt that he had found some flaw, so when the referee blew his whistle As soon as the sound was heard, he immediately volleyed vigorously towards his right side, and the football flew away from mid-air.

And almost at the same time as he shot, Zhang Chong had rushed towards his left hand like lightning. His tall body spread out in the air like a huge flying eagle, and instantly blocked his goal. It also hit his left arm and bounced to the ground.

Just when everyone was stunned, Ai Huan rushed into the penalty area like lightning and kicked the football out of the sideline.

"Boom!" The fans let out a voice of regret. To be honest, they didn't even score a penalty kick. What else can they say?

(End of this chapter)