Green Life

"Boom", with the whistle of the referee, a focus game in the 31st round of the Premier League began.

Mark Qin chased the ball, ran frantically to the hinterland of Chelsea, and rested for more than a month. His physical fitness was as good as a motor that had just been filled with oil.

"Mark is diligent," Zhang Lu said while looking at the young man running wildly in the camera, "Pedestrians don't dare, bull." He laughed and said an Internet term.

"The nifty pen is big, Mr. Ma, this is the rhythm of becoming one of the famous Liverpool legends." On the Internet, there is nothing to buy or not, just a nifty pen.

"I'm just worried about the agreement between Mark Qin and David Moores, otherwise...forget it, let's watch the game, Chelsea is now attacking with the ball," Zhan Jun said.

Ancelotti is indeed a good cook. Of course, the premise is that there is a good midfielder. In his previous life, he had Pirlo in AC Milan, Deco in Chelsea, Verratti in Paris, and the Magic Flute in Real Madrid.

It's a pity that Brother Long retired when he arrived at Bayern, so his failure there was already doomed. Although these chefs are top-notch, they can only cook a table of good dishes.

They had already fought once last season. At that time, Liverpool, who had just returned from the Champions League, lost 0:1 away to Chelsea, and the referee awarded a penalty.

Liverpool knows that the current Chelsea is still the same regardless of the five big and three rough, but it is different from last season's Champions League final, and they have also started to play embroidery.

"The top two scorers in the Premier League in this game finally ushered in a direct confrontation," Peterson said excitedly, "Drogba has now scored 24 goals, and Mark had already scored 22 goals before the suspension in the team , they are completely different styles"

"I hope Mark doesn't lose his previous form," McManaman also said, "His goals are now crucial for Liverpool."

The cheers of the audience made every cell of Ma Keqin excited. After being away from the stadium for a month, he is full of great desire for this place.

Under Ancelotti's training, Chelsea's backcourt is now very skillful in possession of the ball, and they will no longer give up possession as easily as before.

This time their back four are: Ashley Cole, Alex, Carvalho, Ivan the Great, three veteran superstars in the midfield: Lampard, Ballack and Dirk, the forwards are still them trident.

Both Terry and Essien had minor injuries and were unable to play. Otherwise, it would not be Lampard who shook hands with Mark Qin. Deco quickly passed the ball back to the back line, avoiding Mark Qin's sliding tackle .

Very fierce, Deco thought to himself, he watched Mark Qin slid around with the ball from the back line to the midfield line, and the cheers in the stands became louder and louder as he ran.

The explosion of sound at Anfield can irritate people's scalps. Last year, he was unable to come due to injuries. This year is his first time to come to Anfield.

The shouts didn't stop at all, and they were completely roaring. The sound waves that echoed back and forth on the court seemed to have turned into substance, impacting every blue body.

Mark Qin climbed up and rushed to the ball again, and the teammates behind him also pressed on frantically. This is the rhythm that a core can drive.

Carvalho looked at Deco, who was being watched, and handed it back to Cech. With Liverpool's crazy forward pressure, Cech had no choice but to kick Drogba with a big kick.

"Liverpool pressed hard at the beginning and didn't give Chelsea the chance to get the ball in the backcourt at all," said Peterson. stand up"

Seeing Skrtel desperately grabbing Drogba, jumping vigorously, and fiercely fighting for the top, Maika let out a sigh of relief.

This is desperate.

Chelsea can take the ball and distribute the ball. The midfielder Deco and the frontcourt Drogba are two fulcrums. If you want to suppress their offense, you must suppress these two points.

"Second point, Ballack, Gerrard, another fierce collision, the ball was taken by Agger who retreated, and Liverpool finally grabbed the ball"

From the very beginning, the game entered a real fight with swords and guns.

The two teams know everything, and there is no need to test everything, let alone in today's time and such an environment.

Mark Qin quickly retreated to the front waistline, ready to take the ball to organize, "Frank, Frank (Lampard)", Ancelotti hurriedly gestured on the sidelines.

He is still a relatively quiet coach, most of the time on the sidelines is calm and calm, but for Mark Qin this season, he is not so calm.

Can't you delay your comeback for one or two more games? If you insist on catching up with me when I come to Anfield, it's a big deal to join in the fun.

Liverpool's advancement is very fast. When Mark Qin and Gerrard are present at the same time, they can sometimes even form a shot with three feet.

Gerrard received Agger's short pass, turned around and kicked, trusting Mark Qin as much as he trusted himself. No matter what ball, as long as it is within the control range, he will definitely stop.

"Mark, drop back, take a step ahead of Deco, stop the ball in the chest, hit the ball with your heel in the air, beautiful, Come and get the ball from the side of Kevin Dirk," Peterson shouted excitedly, "Mark is back, missing his Premier League game , just like a cake without cream, it's boring”

"Only his football is full of unexpected and creative beauty at any time. Enjoy his football. Lucky fans in front of the TV. Only when you are born in this era can you know what happiness is."

Dirk Driven stopped and went straight to Ashley Cole, and rushed towards the inside line.

Liverpool's two wingers and Dirk Dirk are both inside forwards. They are mainly responsible for penetrating through the ribs and giving way to the two full backs. Their attack group is now surrounded by Mark Qin in the front and Gerrard in the back.

And the reason why they dare to attack today is because without Essien, the horizontal coverage ability of their three midfielders has actually dropped a lot. Lampard and Ballack have a 32 and a 33. You let him fight and run back and forth with Essien. There is no way to compare.

"Lucas, give it to Mark, and Mark goes to the other side of the weapon, so fast, Barack just wants to come up," Peterson said.

"That's why Mark is so important to Liverpool," Meka said. "Only he can connect their attacking points in the frontcourt effortlessly."

"Weapon, weapon, rush", Vucinic, who was also stimulated by the atmosphere of the stadium, directly dribbled the ball and cut inside.

He only scored more than a dozen goals all season, and he only scored one when Mark Qin was not there.

He is an inside forward who relies heavily on passing the ball. He took two steps and directly handed it over to Mark Qin who ran next to him to meet him.

Then quickly cut inward to the ribs, which is his usual routine, not a breakthrough with the ball.

The cry exploded like a tidal wave rolling in. Ma Keqin swiped back, dodged Deco, looked to the far side, and quickly made an instep pass.

It landed right in front of Vucinic who was inserted into the ribs. "Strike", Peterson yelled, "Mark's no-look pass is so good, he's in good shape."

"Boom", facing Carvalho's long legs, Vucinic looked at the ball and volleyed with his left foot.

Incomparable, refreshing!

"Vucinic, shoot..."

"Hum", the ball flew into the small penalty area at high speed, hit Cech's raised hands straight, and bounced high off the crossbar.

"Oh...", "Wow...", "Liverpool, Liverpool", exclamations and warm applause broke out in the stands.

"Nice shot, as soon as Mark came back, it seemed like the confidence of the weapon came back too," Meka exclaimed.

The continuous attack was launched from Mark Qin, who was the most active, No. 18.

The running wind blows the jersey lightly, only on this field, there are red fans around the stands.

Only then will he know how attached he is to this green field.

Accompanying him here from a teenager, growing up to maturity, reaching the peak of this greenery.

He is here to become a player, star, superstar, king, he wants to be the king here, the king on the court.

Intertwined offense and defense, the two sides seesaw back and forth, their opponent is the number one, Chelsea.

Ancelotti and Spalletti, two Italians, both play offensive football, Chelsea is not conservative, Liverpool is crazy.

No one can understand what the messy hand gestures they waved on the sidelines mean. Only they and the players can understand the tension and anxiety in it.

"Boom, F**K", the curses were overwhelming, because Barak bumped into Mark Qin, a superstar no matter how big you are, as long as it is not red, it is nothing here!

"Lampard made a direct pass, Anelka made an attack from the side, and made a low pass..." Peterson's speech speed indicated that the rhythm of the scene was accelerating. Once it started, it was difficult to stop.

"Drogba, Agger, Agger, a life-saving slider, the ball went out of the baseline, otherwise Drogba would face an empty goal"

Ancelotti looked up regretfully, and Spalletti broke out in a cold sweat, "Look at the people, watch the people", Caglar wished to be the second coach on the sidelines, and he yelled directly after warming up.

"Bang", Skrtel jumped up vigorously, and made an aerial cross with Drogba, first pushing the ball out of the penalty area.

"Counterattack, Liverpool's counterattack", after Ma Keqin stopped the ball in the chest, he swung a big foot and went straight to the left.

Now the fastest striker is actually Vucinic, so embarrassing, I have to buy a speed forward.

Fortunately, the speed of the weapon is indeed not slow. He ran frantically on the sidewalk, finally caught up with the ball in the sideline, and then lay forward all the way, and Ashley Cole, who was behind, made up for it.

"Vucinic, Vucinic," a spout of red and receding blue, leaving Peterson with no time to say anything else.

Ma Keqin started his maximum speed in the middle, leaned to the left, and quickly followed.

Sure enough, the weapon at the corner of the penalty area did not have the confidence to wade past the extremely fast Ashley Cole, glanced at the middle, and swept over directly.

"Oh, the ball of the weapon should be pushed a little longer, it would be better to wait for Mark to insert it a little deeper," Mika said dissatisfied.

Every kick on the field means countless changes. Deco, who did not enter the penalty area to grab points, chased Mark Qin hard.

"Mark, with a feint on his left foot, the ball went from behind to his right side, swung away Deco, and Ivan came up..." Peterson said expectantly.

The position has reached the front of the penalty area, and Lampard, who is chasing back, will arrive soon, and it will definitely be a sliding tackle.

It's not that complicated. Ma Keqin swung his right foot and rubbed it firmly on the ball.

"Mark, long shot...", Peterson yelled.

Just like Messi's inner arc of his left foot, Mark Qin's inner arc of his feet is also his main shooting method.

It's not so perfect every time, but not this time, this time, it's just right!

A beautiful full moon crossed the restricted area, and then passed Cech's raised left hand. He almost wanted to touch it.

Then, swoosh, boom, "Goaaaaaal...", Peterson's shout came as promised, and the fans watching the live broadcast didn't even hear it for a long time.

"Boom, Mark, Mark", everyone in the stands stood up and stamped their feet, the ground shook, "Ah..., Mark, Mark"

He's still there, he's back, that boy, turned his head and ran, opened his arms, and threw himself directly into that red wave...

kill!

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