As the fans around the world look forward to, the game time is coming. At this time, the stadium is noisy. The entrance outside the stadium is full of fans from all over the world who are watching the ball. The stadium is also filled with small merchants, vendors and many scalpers selling various snacks, as well as many scalpers wander off the stadium, selling tickets to make high profits.

Time moved to 9 o'clock in the morning, and the bell of "clang, clang, clang, clang," rang, the stadium gate opened, and a large number of fans flocked into the stadium to watch the battle of the century. The entire football stadium became very lively in an instant. Many fans raised flags in the stands, formed waves of people, and sang the national anthem. Fans from Britain and Germany also began to quarrel, and the scolding filled the entire football stadium. Only all the fans of neutral countries seemed very gentlemanly, holding corn flowers in their hands, quietly waiting for the start of the game.

Not long after, the commentator's greetings sounded on the field. The two commentators of the game were from China. When discussing the candidates for commentators, General Ge Siyun proposed to select two highly eloquent people in China to act as commentators to avoid ties. The British side did not object because they did not have good candidates either. Therefore, the two Chinese became commentators of this war of the century.

"Hello, everyone, the game is about to begin. Welcome to watch this game. My colleagues and I are from the great China. I am very happy to explain this game to you. We will explain it to you in proficient German and English."

"I will introduce myself first. My name is Stephen Chow. Thank you for listening to my commentary."

"My name is Zhao Shanben, please support me."

Zhao Shanben: "Okay, we won't say much nonsense. The game is about to start. Now, players from both sides are invited to enter the court."

With the shout of the commentator Yuan Zhao Shanmoto, the atmosphere on the entire court began to become warm. Amid the cheers of the fans, the German team members entered the field first, because General Ge Siyun won when tossing a coin. The German team had the opportunity to show their face first.

Zhou Chixing: Now I'll invite the German team to enter the court. I'll introduce the entry list to you in the order on the court.

Forward, Guderian, Dunitz

Attack the Avant-garde, Manstein

Lower midfielder Rommel

Defender, Liszt

Goalkeeper, Ge Siyun

With the shouts of commentator Zhou Chixing, amid the cheers of German fans and the false voices of British fans, the German players waved into the field, stood in the center of the field, waiting for the opponent to arrive.

Zhao Shanben: The British United Team is playing now, and I will also introduce the list to you in the order of appearance.

Forward, Patton, Alexander

Midfielder, Montgmarley, Zhukov

Defender Bradley

Goalkeeper, Beria."

After the appearance ceremony of the two teams, all the players walked to the center line and began to shake hands one by one to pay tribute in order. Here, when Zhukov and Manstein shook hands, the whole audience was silent, and everyone was quietly performing their performance. Zhukov and Manstein also saw a look in the eyes of their opponents that was not the opponent but a friend. When Zhukov and Gesyun shook hands, Zhukov was so angry that he gritted his teeth. But our great General Gesyun seemed very calm and blinked at Zhukov and greeted Zhukov's whole family. After the handshake, both sides exchanged mascots, exchanged team flags, and prepared to start the game.

But at the moment when the game was about to be held, everyone suddenly had an important issue, no referee. Everyone was stunned immediately, and Jinda slapped his head and shouted, "Damn it! How can I miss the referee?" The players on both sides were stunned. This was indeed a very difficult problem.

When everyone was stunned, Montgmarley had an idea and pointed at a masked Arab in the stands and said, "I think let that Arab be the referee! Now there is no time to find a suitable candidate, so just find that Arab to make do with it!"

Montgmarley's opinion was agreed by everyone. Several caddies came forward to invite the masked Arab. After explaining the reason to him, the Arab walked to the field and took off his mask. He showed his thin face and said in skilled German and English, "I agree to be the referee. I am very happy to be your referee. I am willing to swear to Allah that I will guarantee the notarization of the game. The game will start now! May Allah bless you."

Kimda stared at the Arab in front of him in a daze, because this face was so familiar and so familiar. Kimda had seen this face on TV countless times, and the face was worth 50 million US dollars now. But! At this time, this great man should not have been born yet. Could it be that the man in front of him was his father? With this doubt, Kimda stepped forward and asked, "What is your name?"

Arabs replied friendly, "My name is Mohamed bin Laden, I am Saudi. I am very happy to know you, Mr. General."

"Oh my God" Kimda couldn't help but feel excited and screamed. He actually met the father of a great man. Hero! Great! Kimda stepped forward and held Laden's hand, and the respect from the bottom of his heart was revealed on his face. "Mr. Laden, it's a great honor to see you. I just want to say here, you are a great father, and you will have a greater son. If your 17th child was born in 1955, can you name him Osama bin Laden?"

Laden nodded in confusion, and his eyes were filled with confusion. "This general, although I don't understand why you did this, I will obey your wishes. If I really had the 17th child in 1955, I would definitely call him Osama bin Laden. This may be the will of Allah, and it was Allah who asked you to name my child."

"Thank you, thank you" Jintian expressed his sincere thanks in his heart, God! Allah! Thank you for letting me come to this world. Now is the happiest day after I came to this world. It turns out that bin Laden's name was chosen by me. If you have the opportunity to return to your time, you must show off in front of Laden's fans all over the world.

"Beep,,," With Laden's whistle, the game finally began. The German team took the lead and Guderian kicked the ball to Deniz, who passed it to Manstein. Manstein began to drive the ball. A sudden stop was swinging past Patton who was in front, and then dribbled from the wing and broke through Zhukov's defense area and penetrated into the penalty area. Zhukov, Patton had no reaction and watched Manstein leave blankly, as if he was in a no-man's place.

Seeing this, Alexander shouted loudly, "Damn! What are you doing? Watch the monkeys dance striptease? Block him, block him."

Patton countered loudly and said, "British guy, don't scold me, this defense is the matter of the defender. I am the forward, I am in charge of the offense." Zhukov was not satisfied with Alexander's roar and shouted, "My day, I am the marshal, I am older than you. Why do you command me? Stalin is polite when I see me, Churchill wants to boil tea and serve water when I see me, and Roosevelt wants to hand over a cigarette when I see me, and you are a cigarette when I see me. I don't guard it, I won't guard it, and it depends on how you can do me."

Manstein took advantage of the opponent's inner bar to break through the last line of defense in Britain. He faced the goalkeeper directly and shot with a powerful shot. The ball was hung into a dead corner. Beria was not in a hurry to save, and the ball entered.

The German fans cheered all over the audience, and the German team scored the first record. Jinda stood in the goalkeeper position, opened his mouth wide and looked at all. He muttered secretly, "Damn! This is OK. It seems that he will win this game. I'll think about how to find the treasure of Scorpion."

After cheering, the game continued to begin. But the next game went into a stalemate. Patton scored a goal in the 15th minute of the game, and the British equalized the score. This goal greatly boosted the morale of the British team. The British team players began to show their strength, and the German team fell into a tough battle. Especially Patton's charge, the American general rushed straight and no one could stop it. If Patton hadn't always kicked the ball high when he shot, Kimda wouldn't know how many times he would have picked up the ball in the net. Later I learned that Patton had raised bulls in his hometown before and squeezed milk, no wonder the impact was so strong.

In the 35th minute of the second half, the German team fell 1-3. At this time, Kinda was anxious like a lobster on a hot pan, a frog on a oil pan, an elephant in the refrigerator, and a trumpet flower in the desert. Taking advantage of his own attack, Kinda called Liszt aside, "Liszt! If we continue like this, we will definitely lose. I think we will be using a trick now."

Jinda took out a packet of powder from his sweatpants and carefully handed it to Liszt, "This is aphrodisiac for strong men, and now there is no other way. You can wait and find a way to make their noses smell when they are in contact. This is colorless and odorless, and those people will definitely not be able to detect it. As long as they smell it, I promise that they will never think about football in their minds again."

"If you don't want football, what do you think?" Liszt looked at the medicine powder and asked carefully.

Jinda glared at Liszt, "Do you really don't understand, or do you deliberately pretend not to understand. What else can you think after you smell this medicine? Of course, I miss the girls. As long as they burn their bodies, some parts don't obey the command. I see how they play football."

"Gao! It's really high!" Liszt took the aphrodisiac, pinched it into the palm of his hand, and started the game again. In the next game, Liszt took advantage of the physical contact and let all his opponents tell him. Jinda looked at Liszt's movements from afar, muttering to himself, "It's great, I'm sure you win now. I'm not bragging myself. If I were the head coach of any country, I could take down the Hercules Cup even with my eyes closed."

A few minutes later, Zhukov, who was about to break through the ball, suddenly felt something was wrong. He felt that the heat was gathering like a part of the body. His mind was full of beautiful ladies who had taken off his clothes. "My God, it turns out that football helps to grow in this area. But if you don't come early or late, why do you come here at this time?" Zhukov saw that the situation was not good, and immediately kicked the ball to Montgraley.

At this time, Montgmarley was also in great pain. He covered his little brother with one hand and couldn't use any force, so he passed the ball to Patton. However, the kick was weak and weak. Liszt took the opportunity to step forward and cut the ball down and penetrated into the penalty area. All the British players were already weak and could not use any force. Their whole body was running towards one part, and they could only watch Liszt send the ball to the goal net.

"Beep," the game was announced as bin Laden whistle sounded. The German team fought back and set the score at 4-3 in injury time, and the German team won the final victory.

As soon as the game ended, the British team members rushed out of the stadium without any grace and disappeared into the booing of all the spectators. The German team members ran to the sidelines excitedly, cheering to the audience, cheering for this hard-won victory-

Topic: I'm thinking about the new book, what should I write?

1. Write the Saint 2. Write the 3 countries

3. Write fairy tale 4. Write 1 battle
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