Chapter 442: Heartbroken Liverpool fans
Anders Rockich is an ordinary designer living in Liverpool, Merseyside, a port city in northwest England. Although he is called a designer, he actually works for a very small architectural firm, and his work is usually very chaotic.
Like many other Liverpudlians, he is also a loyal fan of the city's football team. Today is a big day as Liverpool is about to embark on their Champions League knockout journey, with their opponent being the damn Real Madrid and the damn Wang Feng!
"Peter is so lucky. He actually got tickets to go to Madrid at the original price, while I can only watch the game on TV," Rockich muttered enviously. "If I could be there, I would definitely curse Wang Feng fiercely, regardless of whether I would get beaten. Peter definitely wouldn't dare; he's such a coward."
Every Liverpool fan harbors a deep resentment towards Wang Feng. They have been unable to clinch their fifth Champions League trophy, and the culprit is the Chinese superstar!
To be honest, when the draw for the Round of 16 came out, all Liverpool fans felt a chill in their hearts. Their first reaction was pessimism, but then they thought, if they were to win the championship, they would have to overcome Real Madrid anyway. So why not get it over with sooner?
Moreover, with the midfield trio of Mascherano, Gerrard, and Alonso becoming more mature this season, and the peak of the newly crowned European Cup champion striker Torres, there is no better time than now to fight.
Just as Rockich anxiously awaited the start of the match, his hurried phone ringtone brought him back to reality. Pressing the answer button, he heard his boss's roar: "Where are you guys? We agreed to work overtime tonight and deliver the drawings to the client tomorrow. Get back to the office now!"
Rockich reluctantly said, "Boss, let Kevin and Spica go. I have something to deal with at home." Although there's overtime pay, how could he miss such an important Liverpool match?
"They're using the same excuse. Don't think I don't know what you're all up to. Get back here, all of you, or never show your faces in the company again!"
Since that's the case, Rockich could only sigh helplessly, adjust his clothes, and return to the office building. Kevin and Spica, wearing the same gloomy expression, almost arrived at the same time. They were also Liverpool fans who wanted to watch the game at home.
The three looked at each other sympathetically, and suddenly Kevin whispered, "Maybe we can listen to the game broadcast on our phones. I happen to have earphones with me. You guys cover for me."
The other two nodded, so they huddled together pretending to discuss while secretly paying attention to the game.
Just as they plugged in the earphones and tuned in, a cry of surprise came from Kevin, and the boss rushed over: "What's going on?" Rockich waved his hand repeatedly, "It's nothing, it's nothing. Kevin made a mistake in this area. We'll double-check."
The boss looked at them suspiciously, "Be more careful and hurry up with the work for me to review." With that, he returned to his office.
Rockich breathed a sigh of relief, patted Kevin on the shoulder, and said, "Why are you making such a fuss? If Boss finds out, we're all finished!"
Kevin was almost in tears, "The game has only been going on for 10 minutes, and Real Madrid has already scored!" Rockich and Spica were shocked and hurriedly asked for details.
It turned out that Wang Feng received Sneijder's through pass from the left and suddenly shot from outside the penalty area while moving horizontally, scoring directly into the far corner of the goal.
"I knew it was him again. If I could play, I would tackle him hard, even if I got banned for life," Spica gritted his teeth. "Forget it. Have you ever seen him get injured? This guy is like iron. Even when Marcos strangled him from behind in the Champions League final, he was fine."
"We still have a chance, don't panic. After all, Real Madrid is playing at home. If we score one goal, we've already succeeded halfway," Rockich reassured.
Before he could finish his sentence, Kevin exclaimed again, and this time the boss came directly to them. Fortunately, he quickly hid the earphones before he could be caught.
"What's wrong now?" After the boss returned to his office again, Rockich asked, "Damn it, Wang Feng scored again. This time he broke through from the front court to the penalty area and scored from 12 meters in front of the goal."
"Damn it! Damn it! We should smash his leg bones with cleats and see if he breaks!" Rockich couldn't maintain his composure this time. "Who was it again? Right, Hyypia, become a hero for Liverpool and defy the whole world!"
Of course, the Finnish defender in Madrid couldn't hear the extreme fan's thoughts, and he couldn't do such a thing anyway. But all the visiting team players, including him, felt despair.
They say fear can lead to anger, but why is there no anger and fighting spirit now, only fear of the galactic battleship, fear of Wang Feng?
When the Chinese superstar scored a hat-trick in the first half and Raul scored the fourth goal in the second half, the little trick of the overtime trio was still discovered by the boss, because angry Kevin smashed his phone.
So they not only had to face the devastating defeat of their supporting team, the loss of their phone, but also endure the boss's wrath. It's really heartbreaking to be a Liverpool fan!
For Real Madrid, the 4-0 sweep of Liverpool was unexpected. Originally, they were still expecting a tough battle, after all, there were several scores to settle between them and the Reds.
They didn't expect to win so easily. Wang Feng felt that this team seemed to have "fear of the king" syndrome. Although their strength on paper is strong enough to compete with the dominant Manchester United in the league, they falter when facing the galactic battleship.
On the first day of March, Real Madrid went to the Martinez Stadium to complete the 25th round of La Liga, challenging Espanyol away.
In the 23rd minute of the match, Wang Feng received a lob pass from Garcia on the right, chested the ball forward under the interference of the defending player, and then shook off the entanglement while moving sideways.
At this moment, Gago ran from the middle to the right, forming a crossing with Wang Feng. The Chinese superstar pushed the ball to him with his left foot, and he passed it back, completing the one-two successfully and entering the penalty area.
After attracting the defense, Wang Feng slotted the ball to the left of the penalty area, and Cassano, who followed up, blasted the ball into the net from 8 meters in front of the goal.
The Italian forward celebrated wildly around the field. He has almost rejuvenated this season, with plenty of playing time in the club's multi-line operations and has contributed 6 goals so far.
"Wang, I feel like I've found my old self again. Maybe it's time to start over!" Looking at the excitement in his eyes, Wang Feng nodded without saying anything. Everything was understood without words.
Since his decision to come to Madrid, it was destined not to stay for long. Either continue to sink into irreversible decline, or rise again as he is doing now, and then move on to become the core of an ordinary club. That's what a 26-year-old genius should do.
The match continued, and in the 66th minute of the second half, the Chinese superstar planned a quick counterattack, rushing to the edge of the penalty area before passing to Cassano. Casano then passed it to the advancing Van der Vaart, who scored easily without any defense from the Netherlands.
With these two goals, Real Madrid won 2-0 away against Espanyol.
On March 5th, in the second leg of the Spanish King's Cup quarterfinals, the galactic battleship hosted Sevilla at home.
Although Sevilla was behind in the first leg, they were well aware of Real Madrid's attacking ability, so they played cautiously and battled with the opponent in midfield.
With the score still 0-0 in the 80th minute, Real Madrid's defense intercepted the ball, and Diarra quickly kicked it to the midfield, where Wang Feng started quickly to seize the loose ball.
He sped forward and skillfully dodged the last defender in front of him, successfully entering the penalty area alone, and then calmly beat the goalkeeper with a side-footed shot.
With this goal, the home team won 4-2 on aggregate against Sevilla, advancing to the King's Cup final, where their opponent was undoubtedly Barcelona.
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