From the 35th minute to 44th minute of the game, Piacenza was completely taken over by the crazy Bordeaux team, and Prashire was getting better and better, completely kicking himself into the core of the midfield.

Advance can attack and retreat or defend. This Czech midfielder makes Gurkuf around him look dull, which further shows the requirements of modern football for the true core of the midfield.

Under the opponent's crazy offensive, even Piacenza had to avoid the edge for the time being. Except for Liu Feng and Girardino who continued to stay in the opponent's half to restrain their opponents, other midfielders participated in the defense.

For Piacenza, not losing the ball under the storm and storm is a victory.

And God seems to never be stingy with giving people greater pain. In other words, God especially likes to do things like putting down the wrongs.

In the 44th minute of the game, maybe the halftime time is coming, maybe the Bordeaux players finally lost their energy and couldn't keep up with it under this high-intensity attack. In short, the fast pace brought by Bordeaux team reached their intervals.

So, how could the Piacenza team, which has been under pressure, not seize the opportunity to take revenge?

"Piacenza is in control of the ball. The first half is about to end. They have another chance to attack. Naingran sent the ball to Ramirez, and Ramirez and Ganso continued to cooperate with each passing and one hit the wall."

Liu Jianhong had not breathed for a long time. He had just been explaining Bordeaux's various impacts on Piacenza's penalty area and the gate, but he still had no intention of resting, but continued to roar high.

"He entered the midfield hinterland. Bordeaux's defense in front of the penalty area was very tight this time. The ball was given to Giladino's feet. He was stuck in Henrik in the penalty area with his back, and A Feng was plugging in from the middle!"

On the court, Piacenza's offense was very fast, but Bordeaux, who had already learned a cruel lesson, still withstood. When Liu Feng got the ball, he instantly realized that he could not enter the penalty area no matter what.

Then, he had little choice, and he was in a hurry to follow the power, and Liu Feng made the most suitable choice at the moment the next moment.

"Welcome the ball to an angry shot, hit the goal!!!!!!!"

"Bang!"

The sound was like thunder and the speed was like lightning. This was a violent shot without fancy. After the ball rushed out from the speed to the fastest Liu Feng, it came to Carraso in an instant.

Carraso, who had saved hard, flew straight from the middle of the goal and rushed straight to the upper right corner of the goal. With his whole body stretched out, he reached the limit he could reach.

Then, the next moment, his fingertips also pulled the ball as they wished.

"I touched the ball! Carraso touched the ball, and the ball changed direction!"

Liu Jianhong was completely stunned at this moment. He could not imagine that a goalkeeper could pounce at Liu Feng's shot so fiercely, and he also regretted for a moment in his heart.

Of course, this regret lasted not long, not even half a second.

“Duang!”

"Shh!!!!"

"Boom!!! Maple! Maple! Maple!"

"Bounce ball!!! The ball hit the lower end of the crossbar and bounced into the goal! The ball is in! In!"

The sound of the ball hitting the beam, the effective sound of the goal, the cheers of the fans, and the roar of Liu Jianhong. In an instant, four sounds came out, and the entire Shabang Dale Polo Stadium fell into solidification.

The Bordeaux fans, who occupied the largest number of spectators on the scene, attacked wildly on the court for more than ten minutes, and the Bordeaux players who had just breathed a breath, were dumbfounded at the sidelines looking at the Bordeaux coaching staff who scored the goal, and were now open and unable to speak.

What does kill someone and kill the heart? It should be like this.

Two away goals were scored, leading 5-1 in total, and the gods could not save the desperate Bordeaux. They looked at Liu Feng, who was lifted up by their teammates, feeling lost.

Some fragile home team fans covered their cheeks with sadness, and tears fell from their fingers.

The half has not yet ended, but the ending has been decided, and it will be difficult for anyone to accept such a result.

On the court, Liu Feng was brought under the stands by his teammates to the away fans and was put down. Looking at the scene of the five-star red flag and the Piacenza flag in front of him, his heart was truly hit hard at this moment.

"A Feng is awesome!!! Chinese maple! Chinese maple! Chinese maple!!!"

Far away from a foreign country, it is definitely a great happiness to be able to see the faces of so many compatriots and hear such a kind of local accent. Liu Feng, who was standing in the stands, smiled and waved his hands to the compatriots who were shouting his name.

All prospered and both prospered, and all lost. After just scoring his fifteenth goal in the Champions League, Liu Feng has made history again.

"Spectators, let me insert a message. Just now, A Feng has set a new record of individual goals in a single season in the Champions League. He has scored twice in this game and has scored 15 goals so far, which has surpassed the 14-goal record of A-Milan legend Artafini."

Liu Jianhong's voice choked. He could not remember how many times it was because of Liu Feng's mood swings so much, but as a Chinese, he could not be moved by that kind of pride.

"This is an unimaginable record, unprecedented and modern, and I don't know when there will be a visitor later. Liu Feng, the name of this Chinese player, will be engraved in the history of the world's top events and the European Champions League. I feel extremely honored to be able to witness this history with my own eyes."

In the faraway China, thousands of miles away from France, there are countless fans who can no longer suppress their excited roars. The simple and easy-to-understand "Liu Feng is awesome" shouts come one after another.

If it weren't for the second half of this game, it would be hard to imagine that Chinese football would usher in its rare second parade.

Similarly, countless non-fan Chinese people who were awakened from their sleep quickly opened the Internet to search for what was happening at this moment.

When they realized what Liu Feng's goal meant, they quickly turned on the screen and began to pay attention to the game, and quickly began to participate in the discussion on Liu Feng's UEFA Champions League goal record on major social platforms.

From time to time, there are people who are sleeping in a deep sleep by a phone call from their friends.

In short, after the Piacenza team resumed the game and returned to the locker room due to the intermission, the ratings of the game soared in China.

The Chinese people's feelings of family and country and compatriots make it easy for people to feel this sense of honor, not to mention on football, a project in which Chinese people sighed and sighed.
Chapter completed!