In the Bernabeu president's box, Real Madrid President Mr. Calderon also stood up, with a smile on his face. Castia's young man did not disappoint him. As long as he scored this penalty, Real Madrid equalized the score, and there was a great hope of winning.

The most important thing is that his face is back.

Referee Oras ignored the protests of the Ibizas. He sternly warned the Ibizas not to cause trouble, otherwise he would be rude.

Then, he received a report from the fourth official and ran to the sidelines, harshly warning the head coach Ibiza to be calm and not to speak rudely anymore, otherwise he would be punished to go to the stands.

"Very good, very good, you are the boss, you are right." Fang Jue said angrily, and then he was pulled away by Sebalus.

"Punishment, Real Manchester United Castia got a penalty kick, which is a good opportunity to equalize the score." Dolores said. At this time, the slow motion replay in the penalty area just now came. "Ibiza's protest was very angry. Now it seems that their anger makes sense. Jose Callejon's pass hit Lorente's upper arm, and the place close to his shoulders was not hit in his hand."

Dolores shook his head, "However, the referee insisted on awarding a penalty kick, and the penalty could not be changed."

"Well, there seems to be a question about the penalty kick," said Madrid TV's commentator David Osla. "However, the referee couldn't see clearly in the flash. This cannot be said to be a misjudgment. It can only be said that the Ibiza people are not very lucky."

If Fang Jue heard the commentator's words, he would definitely be slapping over. How could he be so shameless and shameless when he is a human being?

To be honest, except for the Ibiza people who are very angry, neutral audiences do not feel much at this moment. Strictly speaking, this penalty cannot be said to be a black whistle. Well, it can only be said to be a misjudgment. Moreover, when the referee can be judged or not, he will favor the home team and take care of the rich teams. This is human nature.

You know, this is in the Bernabeu!

...

Real Madrid's penalty.

Jose Callejon stood at the penalty spot.

Referee Oras blew the whistle, Callehon assisted and shot.

Ibiza's goalkeeper Simon Wright judged the wrong direction and Callehon scored a penalty kick.

"!" David Ausla shouted, "Jose Calejon, he has a big heart, calmly scored the penalty kick! One-to-one! We equalized the score! Ibiza's ugly conservative football cannot stop us from scoring!"

Lopetegui rushed out of the coaching seat and raised his arms to celebrate the goal. He also took a special look at his colleagues next door. Seeing Fang Jue's face was as deep as water, Lopetegui felt as refreshed as if he had drunk the frozen fat house happy water during the dog days of summer.

"Grand bun, just score a goal." Fang Jue flattered his mouth. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and his eyes flashed.

"Forget it, don't be angry. Now it's one-to-one. According to this score, we will advance." Sebalus comforted Fang Jue, "We must be mentally prepared for the away game in the Bernabeu."

"Hehe." Fang Jue sneered.

After equalizing the score, Real Madrid's morale boosted, and the talented players of Real Madrid Castia's began to improve. As the most outstanding geniuses in Spanish football at this age, they are indeed capable.

...

The game was 41 minutes later, Alberto Bueno fell to the ground while fighting with Clement, and the referee Oras called Ibiza for a foul.

Xavi Garcia took the free kick into the penalty area, Ibiza's goalkeeper Simon Wright hit the ball, Dani Parejo stopped the ball in his chest and made a long shot outside the penalty area. This was a long shot of good quality. The football drew an arc and hung straight on the upper right corner of the goal!

"!" Madrid TV commentator David Osla jumped up excitedly and shouted, "Dani Parejo! Wonderful world waves! Beautiful job! This is Castia! This is our genius boys! That's right, that's it, keep going, don't stop!"

"It's so beautiful!" Drasder couldn't help but exclaim, "Two to one! We are ahead now, and we have said a long time ago that our genius boys will not let us down."

Fang Jue was furious on the sidelines. He strongly protested. He questioned that Clement and Bueno fell to the ground and that the free kick that conceded the ball did not exist at all.

"Please calm down, Mr. Fang Jue." The fourth official had a dark face and wanted to stop the mad dog. "If you don't calm down, I have to ask the referee to come."

"Ha, very good, I'll calm down." Fang Jue sneered.

Slow-motion replay shows that when Clement and Bueno contacted each other, both of them were pulling. At this time, it depends on how the referee made a penalty. He can call the offensive player for a foul or the defensive side for a foul. Obviously, this time, the referee once again stood on the side of the home team Real Madrid Castia.

"Mom is accused, I dare to criticize me!" Fang Jue's face turned dark and cursed.

Sebalus opened his mouth and sighed, saying nothing. He is now a little pessimistic about the result of this game.

But is this a black whistle?

It can't be said to be true either.

In fact, except for the blatant black whistle in the football world during the Korean and Japanese World Cup, it is rare to see the referee favoring one side, especially the home team of the wealthy, and it does not require too much operation. As long as you slightly bias towards one side in such a judgment-free or unjusted penalty, it is enough. This is called: the referee's law enforcement art.

...

At the end of the first half, the score was temporarily frozen at 2-1. The home team Real Madrid Castia scored two goals in a row while falling behind zero to one, reversing the score.

The camera gave the Bernabeu president's box close-up, and Real Madrid president Mr. Calderon stood up with a smile and applauded the outstanding performance of Castia's talented players.

Mr. Chairman is very satisfied.

The boys of Real Madrid Castia who left the game were all smiling and were able to reverse the game in the first half. They looked excited. Judging from this posture, winning the game is not a problem. If you win this game, they will be in the Spanish Football League next season.

On the other hand, Ibiza's players all have serious expressions or angry expressions. Some players are already sighing. Everyone knows that the current situation is very unoptimistic.

...

"At the end of the first half, Ibiza showed us their courage at the opening stage. Fabianski's goal reflected the team's beautiful offensive cooperation, and coach Fang Jue's tactics almost achieved perfect success."

"However, Real Madrid stubbornly reversed the score with a penalty kick and a beautiful world wave. The current situation is very unfavorable for the visiting team Ibiza. We will wait and see what kind of response this young Chinese coach in Ibiza will make." Spanish National Television commentator Dolores said.

Fang Jue stood at the entrance of the player corridor, and he stared at the referee walking towards him.

Referee Antonio Aulas was startled by the man's eyes. He had a chance to think this guy would attack him, but then he saw the Ibiza coach grin at him.

Olas turned his head and walked past the visiting coach with the referee team.

"What are you doing?" asked Sebalos.

"I'm using my pure eyes to question the referee." Fang Jue nodded, "The effect is good. The referee is very ashamed and dare not look at me. He must be repent now."

Sebalos:Σ︴.
Chapter completed!