The moment the whistle sounded, Mattus on the bench covered his face, feeling complicated.

Effenberg is giving a big gift, and Bayern looks like it is tied. What's even more tragic is that if Zheng Zhi scored this penalty, his number of goals in the season will tie him.

What comforts him is that this further proves his important position in the team...

But it was Zheng Zhi who wanted to kick this penalty. Effenberg tried to appeal to the referee, but Zheng Zhi was already holding the ball and putting it on the penalty spot, lowering his head and waiting quietly.

"Hey,"

"You can't kick it."

"I'll kick your penalty."

"Ao"

"Ao~"

Lion King Kahn shouted to Zheng Zhi in front of the door and yelled twice. This was a psychological war between the naked and the slightest.

But Zheng Zhi was unmoved and didn't even raise his head. He knew very well that if he met Kahn's eyes, he might have lost half of his heart, and he would never be fooled by Kahn.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!" Kahn started again, with a much larger decibel, and a little serious voice mixed in his voice.

Zheng Zhi still pretended not to hear it, but instead a curvature appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Boy, are you sneering?" Kahn's mouth twitched. He was very dissatisfied with Zheng Zhi's reaction.

...

...

“No,”

“No,”

“No,”

The anxious Bayern Munich fans prayed in the stands, hoping that Zheng Zhi would not score the penalty.

"I can't stand it anymore. If Bayern Munich is chased for three consecutive goals, what's the difference between this and failure?"

"Ah, ah, ah!"

"I can't accept it at all."

Zheng Zhi hasn't played yet, and Bayern Munich fans feel very uncomfortable.

"Zheng Zhi's first penalty in the Bundesliga was a spoon penalty, which was scored when he hit Leverkusen. I still remember it vividly. This is his second penalty kick. He should not dare to play like this. To be safe, he should play the angle."

Huang Jianxiang analyzed Zheng Zhi.

"I guess he'll hit the upper right corner or the lower right corner because he's the best shot in this direction."

"Hehe, maybe he is very skilled and brave, and he will kick a spoon from time to time?" Zhang Lu smiled slightly.

"Probably not?"

At this time, the referee had already pushed Effenberg away, and Zheng Zhi had slowly moved backwards. While retreating, he looked up at the left side of the goal, but he never looked at Kahn.

At this moment, Kahn moved. He walked straight to the penalty spot, bent down, moved the ball forward a little bit, and then walked back to the goal line as if nothing had happened.

Needless to say, this is continuing to test pressure on Zheng Zhi.

Beep,

The whistle sounded, Zheng Zhi took a deep breath, ran towards the ball, the center of gravity gradually lowered, his body leaned to the left, and his eyes glanced at the lower left corner again.

With a snap, Kahn kicked the ball at the bottom of the ball, and almost at the same time, he rushed to the bottom left corner of the goal.

"Aowu~"

“And, again, again!”

"It's a spoon again!"

The ball flew up in the air and flew leisurely into the middle of the goal.

"Zheng Zhi is really brave. He actually chose to play the middle lane with two consecutive penalty kicks!"

"Kan had no choice but to be helpless. He was deceived by Zheng Zhi."

"I was thinking, looking at international football, no player dared to play like this twice in a row. He is the number one person!"

"Hehe, I guessed it right. But I think Kahn should have considered this possibility, but he didn't dare to bet like this. If anyone else dared not play like this."

"Zheng Zhi has an iron heart."

"Hat trick, this is Zheng Zhi's first hat trick in the Bundesliga!"

In the stands, Chinese fans were completely crazy.

“Awesome,”

“Awesome,”

"So awesome!"

"A hat trick, it's too difficult for a midfielder to complete a hat trick!"

"Zheng Zhi!"

"Zheng Zhi!"

"Zheng Zhi!"

Even Shao Jiayi couldn't help but scream and hugged Li Yin's shoulder excitedly.

"Brother Zhi is so awesome,"

"I'm so fucking convinced,"

"If I were to play, I could only beat the ball with my teeth and didn't even care about the angle. He actually dared to kick the spoon penalty twice in a row, aw, aw~"

"Idol!"

"He is my lifelong idol!"

Bayern Munich fans were stunned and stunned. At the Olympic Stadium, they finally ushered in another shame. Although the score is only 3:3 now, no one can speak.

The camera was aimed at the Bayern Munich coach, Heathfield raised his hand and pinched his big nose, then rubbed his eyes. Obviously, the penalty kick made him extremely anxious and felt quite bad.

Mattus, sitting on the bench, finally closed his eyes and spread his hands on the chair. He didn't know what he was thinking again.

"The score is still tied."

"Zheng once again kicked a spoon penalty, and the German second goalkeeper experienced a nightmare, and I believe this nightmare will accompany him throughout his career. He made a hat trick for a midfielder."

"Germany and Spoon Penalty are so destined to be together..."

"Of course, I think this time it was all caused by Mattus's fate. If he was still active on the court, Bayern Munich would not be a draw now."

"Although Zheng performed well, it was based on Mattus's departure. When Mattus was on the court, Zheng did not show such strength. When he was not present, Zheng Cai showed it. What does this mean? It means that he and Mattus are not on the same level."

"But it's normal. After all, he's only 19 years old and he's done well enough. His second spoon penalty is just as impressive."

Bretner once again summarized and analyzed the game, comparing Mattus and Zheng Zhi.

"cigar,"

"I really want to have a cigar to celebrate!"

“Ah~”

Shuster was happy and cheerful.

Effenberg stared at Zheng Zhi's back with a look of depression. This time it was really embarrassing.

After Kahn, who was lying on the grass, got up, he kept shaking his head, and the spoon penalty kick made him unforgettable...

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...

Once the penalty kick is scored, there is not much time left, and it is estimated that it will take less than five minutes to stoppage time. A strong Bayern Munich may not necessarily have a way to score again.

After the ball was opened, Effenberg tried a long shot, but the ball flew high into the stands.

Wow ~

Surprisingly, he saw that there was a booing sound in the sky, which was sent by Bayern Munich fans, and he was booed.

Frankfurt stabilized his rhythm and kept his feet in the backcourt. In a hurry, Yankel fouled Grosso and kicked Grosso's ankle with his right foot. Yankel got a yellow card. Then the experienced Grosso rolled on the turf for more than half a minute, and even his teammates ran into the stadium.

After this trouble, time is completely gone.

Beep,

Beep,

Beep

The last long whistle ended the game.

Bayern Munich was tied 3:3 by Frankfurt at home, and did not score all three points.
Chapter completed!