“Respond to what? Erik ten Hag has been getting more and more cowardly lately. Manchester United is finished. Just don't get massacred.”
“Is Zidane's mysticism coming again? Paris Saint-Germain is going to win the Champions League.”
“Nonsense, it's only been a few minutes, Manchester United still has a chance.”
“Varane and Torres's coordination is too poor, they should put Lima on!”
“Haaland's fans are here to support, please Manchester United, stop Mbappé.”
“Why are Manchester United's two full-backs so bad!”
“All the money was used to buy Abraham, brainless. Gao Nuo is so strong, buy a substitute, fix the defense, and Manchester United will be glorious for three years, no problem.”
“Nothing to say, Gao Nuo, come on, looking forward to another rampage!”
The match continued on the field, interrupting the discussion among the fans.
Manchester United, caught off guard, fell into disarray.
In the 25th minute of the match, Malacia received a pass back from Rashford, and Gonçalves pressed forward.
Paris Saint-Germain's quick pressure put a lot of strain on Manchester United's defense.
Malacia had few options and passed the ball back towards the goal.
Seeing the goalkeeper rush out of the box to receive the ball, Mbappé also charged up to press him.
Varane, favoring defense, retreated to receive the ball, running towards the side of the penalty area.
Nübel, more inclined to attack, sent a through ball in Varane's direction.
A miscommunication!
And so, it was Müller again who intercepted the ball in the front field.
The situation on the field was very clear.
Mbappé was offside!
In front of Gonçalves was Pau Torres.
Teammates on both sides failed to keep up.
Müller's thoughts flashed through his mind.
“Passing back would waste an opportunity.”
“If I were a bit younger, I would have played a one-two with Gonçalves.”
“The goalkeeper is so far out?”
Varane had already rushed in front of him, and Casemiro was not far behind. Müller made a decisive choice and chipped the ball towards the goal.
Mbappé, knowing he was offside, immediately stood still, afraid of influencing the referee's decision.
Nübel frantically ran towards the goal.
The rapidly flying ball made the home fans hold their breath.
“Good trajectory! This chip shot is of high quality.”
Zidane placed his hands on his bald head, watching the field with anticipation.
“Thud!!!”
“Phew—”
The feeling of a narrow escape spread through Nübel's heart.
The ball hit the top of the crossbar, bounced high, and then fell in front of the goal, where Nübel caught it.
Zidane's hands rubbed his head continuously. He never would have thought that Old Trafford's crossbar was so incredible, completely overshadowing the performance of all the players on the field.
“Oh my goodness, Müller's world-class shot almost scored. Manchester United's crossbar acted as the 12th man, making a save.”
“The camera shows Beckham in the stands, a former Manchester United legend who also briefly played for Paris Saint-Germain.”
“The director's intention is clear: Müller's chip shot from before the halfway line reminds countless people of Beckham's famous goal.”
“In a Premier League match in August 1996, Beckham scored a 60-meter long-range chip shot.”
“At that time, Beckham shot directly from the right side of his own half, and the ball flew across the entire half of the field into Wimbledon's goal, which was breathtaking!”
Zhan Jun, truly a walking database, accurately recreated that classic scene from 30 years ago, leaving the audience in the live broadcast room equally amazed!
“Wake up! What are you doing? Attack, push forward and attack!”
Erik ten Hag rushed to the sideline, shouting. Conceding the first goal had made the team lose its way a bit, and he needed to give the players clearer instructions.
After escaping a scare, Manchester United gradually stabilized and the two teams began to attack each other.
In the 31st minute of the match, Gonçalves's long-range shot was blocked by Rice.
In the 37th minute of the match, Manchester United took a corner kick. Gao Nuo headed the ball down while being marked by two players, and Neymar, at the far post, missed a sliding shot in front of the goal.
In the 43rd minute of the match, Manchester United seized an opportunity.
Varane, who had made several consecutive misjudgments, found his form, intercepted the ball passed to Mbappé with a forward move in defense.
He launched a long ball to midfield, and Gao Nuo calmly laid the ball back to Bruno Fernandes.
Manchester United counterattacked!
Mukiele learned from the previous match, leaving the job of delaying the opponent to his teammates and running back towards his own half.
Marquinhos rushed towards Gao Nuo immediately, preventing him from gaining speed.
Kimpembe, after contesting a header, rushed towards Bruno.
Paris Saint-Germain's two wings quickly retreated, executing a textbook response.
This did not faze Manchester United's captain. Bruno, after a wall pass with Neymar to get past an opponent, dribbled the ball forward.
Rashford on the left moved into the half-space, Gao Nuo in the middle attracted defenders, and Neymar on the right stayed wide on the wing.
Bruno had a clear path in front of him, and he pushed his speed to the limit. In a few breaths, he was less than 30 meters from the goal.
Marquinhos, seeing the danger, left Gao Nuo to Mukiele and rushed towards the center.
“Chance!”
Gao Nuo and Bruno both had the same thought simultaneously.
“This distance is good enough for a shot! Paris Saint-Germain has made a change, Marquinhos is covering.”
“B. Fernandes through ball, beautiful!”
“Gao Nuo shoots, and it's a goal!”
Zhan Jun's rapid commentary couldn't fully describe the situation in front of the goal.
In the replay, slow motion recreated the goal.
Bruno received a glance from Gao Nuo and suddenly threaded the ball to the right side of the goal.
The ball passed just in front of Marquinhos's toes.
Gao Nuo had no opponent within three steps. Mukiele could only pull back the tall player from behind, his instinct making him forget the danger of a penalty.
Despite this, Gao Nuo still touched the ball first, flicking it to the right and then pushing it with his right foot.
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Donnarumma's save was unsuccessful, the ball sharply hitting the corner.
“Damn it, just a little bit more, if I had stretched a bit further, I could have cleared the ball.”
Marquinhos, sitting on the ground, listened to the cheers and watched the opponents celebrate, his heart filled with regret.
Erik ten Hag slid on his knees on the sideline. The match returning to a draw in the first half was very significant for Manchester United.
Zhan Jun, having recovered, spoke in a relaxed tone, “Gao Nuo's explosive power is truly astonishing. His jersey was already a bit stretched from being pulled, yet he still managed to score.”
Zhang was in a good mood, “Haha, hey, exactly, even if that shot hadn't gone in, it would most likely have been a penalty. Mukiele's action was too obvious.”
Gao Nuo's fans in the live broadcast room were overjoyed.
“Beautiful! Beautiful! Gao Nuo's goal had something special.”
“Hahahaha, only one goal away from the Champions League Golden Boot, Mbappé, tremble!”
“Gao Nuo is carrying Manchester United forward, I'm tearing up with excitement!”
“Handsome! Gao Nuo never disappoints me!”
“Now he's not just fast, his strength is also increasing!”
“If Manchester United plays like this, they still have a chance. Bruno Fernandes's passing is good.”
“Speaking of which, it's getting harder and harder for Gao Nuo to score tap-ins.”
Back to the match.
In the last few minutes of the first half, Paris Saint-Germain was full of fighting spirit, with players running relentlessly on the field.
In the dying seconds, Soler suddenly slowed down during a counterattack, shaking off Malacia.
At this point, Manchester United's defense was overly compact.
Soler sent a 45-degree diagonal pass to the far post of the penalty area.
Vanderson was getting more and more nervous today. Faced with the flying ball, he frantically cleared it, almost scoring an own goal.
The home fans had a scare. The first half ended, and the players gradually walked back to the locker room.
Gao Nuo walked side by side with Zidane in the player tunnel.
The French legend didn't speak, but his eyes were burning, as if he were looking at a beautiful woman without clothes on.
This made Gao Nuo's hair stand on end.
