Valverde is also arranging tactics. He has only one tactic, which is to let other players play around Jiang Siming as much as possible.
"Dad, is it true that you were knocked down just now? Does it hurt?"
Zhao Xiaoxiao still felt uneasy.
Jiang Siming smiled and pinched her little face and said, "Of course it's fake. With your dad's physical fitness, how could they knock me down? That was just to get a foul."
"That's good. Then remember to pretend to be more realistic. I think it's still a bit easy to fool someone." Zhao Xiaoxiao said.
"No problem, I'll lie down on the ground and pretend to be dead if I get the chance." Jiang Siming said with a smile.
"Then I will cooperate with you and pretend to cry." Zhao Xiaoxiao made an OK gesture.
This is called father and daughter working together, their power can break gold, hehe.
The timeout ended quickly and players from both sides returned to the field.
The injury time was only three minutes.
That is, if the two sides do not score within three minutes, it will enter overtime.
Basketball adds five minutes, but football adds 0 minutes.
If the game is still tied after thirty minutes, the winner will be determined by penalty kicks.
If it really goes to this extent, it is estimated that the number of people who will be unconscious today will be at least over a hundred.
The ball comes to Real Madrid.
The Real Madrid coach has already adopted delaying tactics. He believes that it will be too difficult to end the high-spirited Barcelona in stoppage time.
So he decided to let the players wait for these three minutes and wait for overtime before regrouping.
So after the Real Madrid players got the ball, they all started kicking the ball. You kicked it to me and I kicked it to you. They didn't attack, they just wandered slowly in the midfield.
With less than a minute left, the Real Madrid players felt they were sure of victory and decisively kicked the ball out of midfield and into Barcelona's goal.
Of course the ball was blocked.
"Give it to me!" Jiang Siming suddenly shouted to the Barcelona player who blocked the ball.
The player immediately passed the ball to Jiang Siming without thinking.
After Jiang Siming caught the ball, he immediately sprinted towards the Real Madrid infield!
The speed is staggering.
Real Madrid didn't even need an order from Ronaldo and immediately eliminated the players' defense.
Ronaldo looked at the time and saw that there were less than twenty seconds left, and Jiang Siming was still more than eighty meters away from the goal.
He sneered, thinking that Jiang Siming's move was a waste of energy and time.
And when the time came to the last five seconds, Jiang Siming was still half a court away from the goal.
And he didn't choose to break out, but stopped his gun, paused for a second, and then kicked out!
This kick made the football fly up, carrying strong wind and waves, roaring towards it!
The football was launched from Jiang Siming's feet like a cannonball, aiming directly at the goal.
The Real Madrid players desperately tried to jump up and head the ball, but found that they couldn't reach it.
Just like that, the football flew all the way from the midfield, and when it approached the goal, it drew a scimitar arc at a mysterious and mysterious angle.
Evading the goalkeeper's pounce, he turned the corner and plunged into the net!
The whole place was silent for a moment, but the next second, it turned into a sea of cheers and celebrations.
The sound of celebration seemed to be able to penetrate the clouds and crack rocks, with each wave getting louder than the other!
Beep!
The referee blew the whistle and injury time ended.
The score came to 6 to 5, and Barcelona came back to win!
"This...this...this is the most memorable game in my commentary career!"
"I saw the birth of another Messi, Jiang, he is Messi from China!"
"I want to brag about Jiang! He is a god! A god given to us Barcelona fans by God!"
"Ah ah ah, damn Jiang, I lost everything because of him..."
...
At the end of the game, all Barcelona players, including the substitutes, rushed onto the lawn. They picked up Jiang Siming, threw him into the sky, then caught him and threw him up again.
Although this game is not the Champions League final, it is definitely a more exciting game than the finals.
The Real Madrid players left the field sadly, the winners and losers were already destined.
Jiang Siming was thrown into the sky by the players for several minutes before he was put down.
As soon as we landed, a beautiful football reporter came to interview us.
"Jiang, you single-handedly led Barcelona to defeat Real Madrid. Do you have anything to say?" The busty blonde beauty winked at her.
Jiang Siming responded calmly: "You are wrong. The victory or defeat of a team is definitely more than the efforts of one person. Barcelona's win is inseparable from everyone. If it loses, it is definitely not one person's mistake."
Jiang Siming's answer received applause from the audience.
The busty reporter then asked: "Some people say that you are the king of basketball, and now you are also the king of football. Do you prefer basketball or football?"
Jiang Siming shook his head and replied: "No, no, no, the only thing I like most is e-sports. I am an e-sports athlete."
The female reporter was stunned by the show. What is e-sports?
"I heard that you also know Chinese medical skills, and it was you who cured Messi's leg injury. So who do you think is better, Chinese medical skills or Western medicine?"
"Nonsense, of course it's Chinese medical skills." Jiang Siming was no longer modest this time and answered on the spot.
"Okay, I admit, you are the most perfect male idol I have ever seen."
The female reporter stopped doing the interview. After speaking, she hugged Jiang Siming and kissed him hard on the face.
Jiang Siming hadn't said anything yet, but Zhao Xiaoxiao was already unhappy.
"Small frame! Shameless!"
Zhao Xiaoxiao was still in the rest area, standing on a chair, with her hands on her hips, "breathing fragrance" to the female reporter.
It's a pity that no one heard it at all...
This game was not only extremely popular abroad, it also turned upside down in China.
Although it is still early in the morning, the major domestic football forum posts are more lively than during the Chinese New Year.
"Hahahaha, my great Mingshen is so strong! Mighty and domineering!"
"I used to believe there was no God in the world, but now I think I was wrong. Jiang Siming is God!"
"My dear, is Jiang Shen so good at playing football? Is there anyone more perfect than him in the world?"
"I think Jiang Siming is an alien. Who agrees and who opposes?"
"I don't want you to think, I want me to think, I think, Mingshen is awesome!"
"The national football team is probably going to cry. An e-sports player's football skills are a million miles ahead of them."
"I suggest the Football and Sports Committee quickly invite Mingshen to come out. What are you waiting for?"
"I don't think Ming Shen will agree."
...
Not only netizens, but also the domestic football sports committee were alarmed. The sports committee even held a meeting overnight to discuss how to sign Jiang Siming to the national football team.
The prices offered are higher and higher, even exceeding Messi's worth.
There is no way, Chinese football just has money.
Lippi can hire me, but you think it can be done without money?
But it is precisely their belief that money can solve everything that makes the national football team so chaotic.
Almost all national football players have very high annual salaries. Instead of feeling grateful, they spend extravagantly and do whatever they want.
It also made Jiang Siming even more disgusted.
Not to mention agreeing, Jiang Siming felt it was a waste of time even if he ignored them.
Team with them? He would rather never touch a ball in his life.
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[Author's digression]: Another update has been added~ In addition to your continuous support of sending banknotes, it is also everyone's love for this book. I couldn't bear to be a dog out of chapter, so I just finished writing about football. Do you dare to touch it? Just ask