"That's right..." Feng Shiyao was a little disappointed when he heard Ma Huanyang say that this free kick was not a good scoring opportunity.

Ma Huanyang smiled: "Of course. But it's nothing. Gao Zheng already scored a goal. It's not a big deal to score a free kick. It won't affect his performance..."

As he was talking, he saw Gao Zheng on the TV screen leaning over to place the football, while Sassuolo put the walls of the people into the penalty area.

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Mazolati was in the wall of man. When he was conceiving the ball just now, he was also in the wall of man and jumped up very hard, but he did not stop Gao Zheng from scoring a free kick directly.

This time, he kept reminding his teammates in the wall: "Try to jump up when the time comes! Jump up to increase the defense area, don't let him kick the football over our heads!"

Seeing that he was facing a great enemy, he had already set up his football. Gao Zheng, who had just gotten up, grinned at him.

This smile made Mazorati's sudden and ominous premonition.

He had experienced that feeling when the two teams met last time, as if he was targeted by a wild beast.

When he felt this pressure, the team lost another goal...

wrong!

He remembered that before this game, Gao Zheng had a record of scoring a free kick in the league... It was Sampdoria's game against Padua, and it was also a free kick very close to the goal. As a result, Gao Zheng used the mistake of the man wall to kick the football directly against the ground...

Now at such a close distance, it is difficult to get the football around the wall, and he should also know this in his heart. So when our minds are about to jump up and intercept the football, will he kick the football through their feet instead?

The more Mazorati thought about it, the more he felt that this was possible, so he opened his arms and shouted: "No! Don't jump! Don't jump!"

The shocked Mazorati made his teammates feel at a loss: "Do you jump down or not?"

"Don't jump!" This time Mazorati gave a very positive answer.

"I really don't jump?"

"Don't jump!" Mazorati became more and more confident. The average height of the human wall is enough. Even if he doesn't jump, it is logically difficult to get the football to cross such a high human wall. Instead, jumping up collectively, instead, giving Gao Zheng a chance to take advantage of the loopholes.

So it is safer not to jump than jump.

Of course, Mazoratti knew that he was only 1.82 meters tall, which might be the lowest altitude point in this human wall. Of course, he couldn't jump up, but he could try to tiptoe to increase the height of the human wall.

Thinking of this, Mazorati matted his feet.

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Gao Zheng had already set up the football and took two steps back to prepare for the run.

Referee Thomassi reminded Gao Zheng that he had to wait for him to blow the whistle before he could make a free throw. He pointed to the whistle in his hand, and Gao Zheng nodded to show that he knew.

Then he turned his head and noticed that Mazorati seemed to be taller than usual, and he soon saw the latter's tiptoe feet...

He smiled again.

Mazorati kept staring at Gao Zheng, and found that Gao Zheng suddenly smiled, and began to mutter in his heart: I'm crazy, why are you laughing at if you're okay!

At this moment, he heard the referee Thomassi blew the whistle in his mouth, and a crisp whistle made his muscles tense up all over his body.

But the football did not fly over Gao Zheng still stood there and didn't move, and there was no intention of coming up and shooting.

This made everyone stunned.

Especially Mazoratti's body shook for a while, and his feet were almost standing firm... Fortunately, he grabbed two teammates around him, so he did not let his altitude drop.

At this moment, Gao Zheng finally moved, but not a run-up, but... he walked towards football!

He seemed not very satisfied with the arrangement of the football and wanted to go up and play the ball again, so he walked up casually.

He stopped when he walked behind the ball and did not kick the football directly. It seemed that he wanted to re-place the football... But at this moment, his right foot suddenly swung towards the football!

Exercise force on the spot and shoot!

He kicked the ball out like this!

It's not about slashing the ground, the football flew into the air and flew towards the human wall! Or to be precise, it's about where Mazorati is in the human wall...

Just like finding the relatively lowest pass in a rolling mountain, the football flew past Mazzorati's head accurately. Mazzorati could even feel the wind brought by the football flying over him blew his hair...

Before Mazorati could react, he heard a crisp sound coming from behind!

Is this the ball hitting the crossbar?

He didn't care about his toes and was unable to maintain balance, so he couldn't wait to turn around and look.

What he saw was not the football he wanted to hit the crossbar and bounce it out, but the football hit the bottom edge of the crossbar and then bounced into the net...

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"The ball is scored again! High! A free kick scored twice! It's amazing!" Cialio's scream resounded in the bar.

Chinese students cheered and Feng Shiyao and Xiao Yingying hugged each other.

At this time, Ma Huanyang no longer cared about jealousy of Xiao Yingying. He looked up at the TV screen blankly.
Chapter completed!