Chapter 667: Chapter 86: Afraid of Criticism! Supplementary Chapter!
Santiago Bernabeu Stadium
People focused their attention on Chen Zhong who was advancing forward, accompanied by Boerha Bailelo, also from Real Madrid’s youth academy. This poor Spanish midfielder, standing at just 173 cm, couldn’t bring any influence on his "classmate" whose fate was entirely different.
Chen Zhong adjusted his posture, clearly envisioning the trajectory of the ball in his mind.
"Boom!"
The ball deformed slightly under Chen Zhong’s foot.
After a brief "pause," it suddenly shot out fiercely, rocketing towards Villarreal’s goal!
Villarreal players posed in various stances, attempting to block Chen Zhong’s ball.
But Chen Zhong’s shot was extremely fast, and by the time their legs extended, the ball had already brushed past them.
Villarreal’s Lopez made a relaxed saving posture.
But it was to no avail.
The ball hit the net with a sound.
Real Madrid took the lead in the score.
Chen Zhong scored a spectacular long-distance goal!
This was not the first time Chen Zhong scored from outside the box, and it won’t be the last.
The Santiago Bernabeu Stadium erupted, with Real Madrid fans in the stands jumping and shouting Chen Zhong’s name.
"Chen! Chen!"
"Golden ball, golden ball!"
Mourinho, too, celebrated wildly at the sideline!
Even after the goal, Chen Zhong showed no signs of restraint.
After taking the lead, a wild celebration could boost his teammates’ morale while demoralizing the opponents.
He ran towards the corner flag, sliding with arms wide open as if flying, and when he neared the flag, he smoothly stood up and approached the fan area, followed by a fist-pumping celebration!
"It’s Chen Zhong again, Chen Zhong again!"
"He’s really daring, Villarreal definitely didn’t expect it."
"With a man hanging onto him, at this position, at this angle, Chen Zhong directly took a run-up and scored a super long-distance goal!"
"This shot was like an intercontinental missile, aiming at Villarreal’s goal, trailing a tail, shooting in!"
"Villarreal’s goalkeeper had no way to stop it!"
"He did everything he could."
"But faced with such a world-class goal, he could only helplessly watch the ball hit the net."
"This was not the first time Chen Zhong scored such a goal."
Villarreal players stood with hands on hips, looking at Chen Zhong’s smooth celebration, not knowing what to say. The match had only gone for 11 minutes, and Real Madrid had scored two consecutive goals, leveling the score.
The most despairing thing for them was the cheering fans on the sideline and that mad celebrator single-handedly responsible for two goals, Chen Zhong.
No matter how determined Villarreal players were, they now asked themselves a question.
Faced with this monster, can we really beat Real Madrid in the Santiago Bernabeu Stadium?
They were no longer the Yellow Submarine of old.
Even when Chen Zhong first debuted while playing as a center-back, they didn’t gain any advantage. Can they do it now?
To put it bluntly.
Real Madrid’s front line, aside from Benzema, boasts two Ballon d’Or winners and one potential winner.
The worth of these three alone could equal the entire team, and the salaries of any two almost match the overall salary of their starting players.
