Chapter 47
Chapter 47
Chen Huan's roar caused the surrounding Manchester United players to look at him together.
"Hehe, sober up Raphael!"
Chen Huan dragged the indirect person responsible for the goal that was just passed by Eden Hazard.
"What's going on with your expression?"
"What's going on with your expressions?"
"It's not over yet! Are we going to throw in the towel?
Chen Huan looked away from Raphael's face, looked at everyone, and said loudly, "No! We travelled thousands of miles from Manchester to London, not playing a few dozen minutes at this damn Stamford Bridge, then eating a defeat and heading home.
"Right? We want to win, there is still time, we have just had countless chances to score in front of Chelsea, we are just a little bit of luck.
Mata also came to his senses, he raised his hand and clapped vigorously, while saying loudly: "Chen is right, we are only one ball behind, it's not a big deal." All concentrated, twenty minutes left, that's enough! The
faces of the Manchester United players gradually turned bloody, and De Gea, who wore the captain's armband, also came to his senses, walking up to his teammates and patting them on the shoulder one by one, loudly boosting their morale.
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"The picture has moved away from the celebratory Chelsea players, and now it is Chen Huan who appears in the picture..." The
narrator's voice was also slightly muffled, apparently in a bad mood because of Manchester United's backwardness.
"Wait, Chen Huan seems to be talking to his teammates, is he complaining about something? No, it doesn't seem to be, he seems..." "
He seemed to be inspiring his teammates, and Juan Mata and De Gea were involved. Chen Huan didn't want to leave the game with a defeat just like that, he wanted to take at least one point. '
But they're facing the Blues' Chelsea.'
"The team that has conceded the fewest goals in the Premier League so far this season."
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After Chelsea took a one-goal lead, their fence was more secure. Their attackers, with the exception of one Hazard and Drogba who occasionally look for gaps in the United half, have shrunk directly into their own half.
United also hit off the ball on a number of occasions, but each time was sabotaged by the opponent before the imminent shot.
At this moment, after Di Maria received Chen Huan's long pass, after receiving the ball, he turned around, got rid of the defender laterally, and then used the outside instep to stuff a wonderful pass to Van Persie, who inserted into Chelsea's left rib.
The Dutch superstar was still trying to cooperate with his teammates after receiving the ball, but was put down by Nemanja Matic, who followed him.
"Shh-" The
referee immediately blew the whistle and awarded a free kick.
Chen Huan ran over and hugged the ball.
"Can you give me the ball for a penalty?" Chen Huan looked at Di Maria, who took the free kick on the field.
Di Maria originally wanted to make his own free throw, but he saw the determination in Chen Huan's eyes, and nodded after a moment of silence.
In front of Chelsea's gates, Courtois is directing his teammates to build a human wall.
Chen Huan held the ball and stared at the Chelsea gate, then he gently kissed the ball and put it on the penalty spot.
Courtsidelines.
Van Gaal saw Chen Huanlai's free kick and silently clenched his fists.
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"We can see that Manchester United's well-placed free-kick this time was given to Chen Huan. He kissed the ball before the free throw, seemingly hoping to bring him good luck.
Chen Huan stepped back, he took a deep breath, he looked very confident.
In front of the TV, thousands of Dragon Country fans all held their breath and stared at the standing figure in the picture.
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Chen Huan began to run, he adjusted his steps and center of gravity, his eyes did not look at the human wall, but aimed at the upper right corner of the goal.
The supporting foot is firmly plunged into the lawn near the football, and the core force drives the body to the inside deflection.
Chen Huan's body and the ground tilted 45°, and the inside of her right foot slammed into the back of the football.
Full moon machete!
With a muffled sound, the football soared into the air.
Chelsea's wall of people jumped high, but the football grazed the head of Cesc Fabregas, who was on the far right of the wall.
The arc of the flight drew an inner arc in mid-air and shot to the top right of the Chelsea goal.
Courtois moved quickly under his feet, then stretched his body and threw his hands towards the landing point of the football.
Under the nervous gazes of thousands of people, Courtois's hand flew into the air and the football flew into Chelsea's gates.
"The ball went in!"
The heart-rending cries of the commentary shattered the tranquility of the night.
Manchester United fans jumped to the throne, but they didn't shout, punching or high-fived into the air to vent their overflowing excitement.
"Wait... Chen Huan did not choose to celebrate, he was running towards the Chelsea penalty area, what was he going to do? "
He snatched the ball from Courtois's arms and he was running towards the centre circle."
"Chen Huan was communicating with his teammates about something, and he gestured to one... The gesture of the clock, he is not only satisfied with a draw, he wants a ... Victory! "
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Van Gaal, who calmed down, also noticed Chen Huan's movements, and after he was silent for a moment, he said to Blind: "You play."
"Yes, head."
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"Hey, hey, come back soon!"
Chen Huan greeted his teammates while running towards the middle circle.
"We want victory, not draw!"
The excited Manchester United players all showed incredible looks on their faces when they heard this, but they didn't say anything more, and they all followed Chen Huan's footsteps.
Chen Huan threw the ball to the depressed Drogba, and did not hide the arrogance on his face.
"Hey, we've equalized, you guys serve quickly." Chen Huan shouted at Drogba while trotting to his place.
The fourth official on the sidelines raised a substitution sign.
No. 17 Blind replaced Juan Mata.
"Keep attacking."
While running towards the position of the lower back, Blind said to Chen Huan: "Chen, let you hit the midfielder, and I will cover behind you."
"I see."
Chen Huan knew that this was Van Gaal's intention to make better use of his ability to organize attacks.
Chelsea kick off.
Jose Mourinho's side often put on the bus, but they also made no secret of their desire to win.
At the moment, the Chelsea team keeps drawing Manchester United into pressing hard with passes and cuts.
Chen Huan looked back at Blind's position, and then pounced on No. 22 Willian, who was holding the ball.
William did not choose to forcibly go to Chen Huan, and directly returned the pass to hand the ball to Matic.
The latter received the ball and passed it towards Oscar's position without thinking.
But the next moment, Chen Huan's figure appeared in this passing line.
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