"Chen Xingyi made a pass... Hu Lai! Hu Lai!! Oh, beautiful——!! Beautiful!!! The ball with the back heel! So beautiful!! Unbelievable!!"
As the commentator He Feng exclaimed from the speakers, the bar burst into cheers. Everyone jumped up, raised their arms and shouted.
"What did I say! What did I say!!" Yan Yan looked around and shouted excitedly. "It's too early to say we've lost!"
The middle-aged uncle clapped his hands hard beside him, then put his hand into his mouth and blew a loud whistle.
Someone raised his glass and shouted: "Here's to Hu Lai!!"
Everyone picked up their wine glasses and raised them high: "To Hu Lai——!!!"
"Done!!"
After finishing the drink, everyone wiped the wine from the corners of their mouths and laughed in unison.
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When Chen Xingyi received the football from behind Yu Daisong, everyone in front of the Shining Star coaching bench and bench could not help but lift their buttocks and lean out.
The next scene in front of the South China Tigers goal made each of them rush out of the coaching bench and bench with open arms.
After Junpei Morikawa, who did not start the game, ran out, he excitedly shouted in Chinese that he had learned from Hu Lai: "Criticize it fiercely! Criticize it fiercely!!"
Next to him, Han Xiangfei was celebrating his goal. When he heard Morikawa Junpei's words, his whole mood became incoherent. He turned to look at him.
Upon seeing this, the latter quickly looked over with doubtful eyes: "Am I wrong?"
Han Xiangfei immediately guessed that the sentence just now was probably taught by Hu Lai to Morikawa Junpei, so he shook his head and laughed, giving a thumbs up to the other party: "Broad, broad, insist on it!"
Junpei Morikawa still couldn't understand the meaning of Han Xiangfei's words, but he could understand the expression and thumbs. After receiving the praise, he grinned at Han Xiangfei.
Han Xiangfei felt that this Japanese friend who was living a good life was really cute, so he simply put his arms around his neck and dragged him into the celebration of other teammates.
Next to him, head coach Zhao Kangming waved his fist excitedly, then turned to Chen Mo and said: "Old Chen, this is the young man! This is what young people like Hu Lai can bring to us! When we old men
When they start thinking about what to do after losing, they just want to live up to the moment!"
Chen Mo laughed dumbly: "You are right, Lao Zhao. Now is the era of young people. They may make mistakes, but they are always moving forward..."
"The world is also moving forward!" Zhao Kangming put his arm around Chen Mo's shoulders and leaned against him.
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When Fisher brought Qian Yunwei back from the warm-up area, he happened to catch up with Hu Lai sending the football into the South China Tigers goal with his heel.
Qian Yunwei stood on the sidelines, looked at his own goal, and then looked at head coach Lehmann, who was standing motionless in front.
Fisher ignored him and stared blankly at the court like Lehman.
He felt a little embarrassed.
What am I here to do?
At this moment, Lehman finally moved. He turned around and saw Fisher and Qian Yunwei beside Fisher. He said with a solemn expression: "Qian, we need you to play, replace Yu..."
The translator next to him immediately followed up and translated this sentence for Qian Yunwei to listen to.
Qian Yunwei nodded.
"I originally wanted you to go on the field to contain the opponent's No. 11. But now your mission may need to be adjusted... After you come on the field, you have to actively attack and give full play to your speed advantage, and the team's offensive focus will also be
Leaning towards you. I hope... no, I am asking you to push back the opponent's offensive here!"
At this point, Lehman raised his hand to look at his watch and continued: "There are still thirteen minutes in the game, damn thirteen...but we still have a chance. Tell them after we go up, don't panic? Calm down, ours
Are we far stronger than our opponents? As long as we perform normally, we can still get the score back... Doesn't it make sense that our opponents can do it? We can't!"
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Zhou Zijing was standing in the stands? He was surrounded by the South China Tigers fans who were mourning for their heirs - they bought the tickets for this game from the South China Tigers fans.
The way he looked at the court with a dazed look was not out of line among South China Tigers fans.
Also in a daze like him was his father Zhou Shenghai.
"It can still be like this..." Zhou Shenghai murmured.
Didn't he never see a back-heel ball? He just didn't expect Hu Lai to be able to solve the problem with a back-heel ball...
He turned around and asked his son: "Son? Why didn't you think of shooting with your heel before? Do you have to compete physically with Yao Huasheng?"
When Zhou Zijing came back to his senses, his face was a little embarrassed: "Who can think of how to shoot in advance? It must have been at that time that an idea suddenly flashed in his mind."
But Zhou Shenghai said with disdain: "I don't think your muscles and brains can have a flash of inspiration... Look at Hu Lai, why don't you use your brain more to play football? Don't think about relying on your body to solve problems all day long. Rely on your body to kick."
Ball? What if your body fails? What if you get injured?"
Zhou Zijing did not refute his father this time. He looked at Hu Lai, who was surrounded by his teammates in the corner of the court. He was so small that he couldn't see his expression clearly. But he could guess that he must be smiling happily.
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"Fuck Hu Lai, you are so awesome! You even hit the ball with your heel!"
"Holy shit, Hu Lai, how did you hit this ball?!"
"I fucked Hu Lai so well! Did you see that boy Lin Zhiyuan's stunned look? It's so funny!"
In the crowd of Shining Star players celebrating the goal, everyone rubbed Hu Lai's hair vigorously and expressed their surprise to him.
But Hu Lai was not satisfied: "When I say that you are surprised, can you change the way you say it? Don't always say 'fuck me'. Use something new! I scored such a beautiful goal? You just
Will you open your mouth and say 'fuck' and shut up 'fuck'?"
The teammates felt aggrieved: "We don't have enough education? We are uneducated!"
"That's right, but I'm uneducated, so I can only take over the world!"
Zhang Qinghuan said: "No, it can still be 'my day'!"
"Holy shit?"
"I do it?"
"Hummmmm..."
Hu Lai covered Chen Xingyi's mouth: "Stop talking, stop talking, you will teach bad things to children!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The guys laughed happily.
After the celebration, everyone slowly walked towards their own half, trying to delay as much time as possible.
They faced the strongest team in the Chinese Super League and finally took the lead. Of course, they had to do their best to delay it for a little longer.
This is not a negative game, it is just doing your best to pursue victory within the rules.
Hu Lai was trailing behind. He turned around and saw Lin Zhiyuan standing alone in front of the door with his hands on his hips and looking up at the sky.
He couldn't help laughing, and then shouted: "Hey, Lin Zhiyuan!"
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When he saw the football rolling into the goal, Lin Zhiyuan felt like another thunderbolt fell from the sky, freezing him in place, keeping him kneeling on one knee and turning his head to look at the goal.
He imagined many scenes of the duel between himself and Hu Lai, how Hu Lai shot, and how he used various incredible ways to save his shots...
But he never thought that when Hu Lai shot, he didn't even make a save and lost the ball.
This was a big failure that he had never prepared for!
Failure without resistance.
All the previous preparations and lofty ambitions turned into smoke in front of Hu Lai's fluttering heel shot...
Just as melancholy as him was captain Yao Huasheng. He did not expect that he would lose to such a back-heel shot after almost a game with Hu Lai.
He really didn't expect that Hu Lai would use the heel of his left foot to finish the shot when facing the football. After all, who didn't expect the opponent to shoot like this?
If you encounter him, you can only say that he is unlucky...
As a captain and a veteran, Yao Huasheng quickly adjusted his mentality. When he turned around and saw Lin Zhiyuan still maintaining the same posture, he knew that this kid had been hit hard. He quickly turned around and walked forward, reaching out to him.
: "This is not your responsibility."
Lin Zhiyuan moved when he heard the captain's voice. He looked up at the captain: "Captain Yao, I'm sorry..."
"I said this is not your responsibility. Get up, it doesn't look good kneeling all the time." Yao Huasheng passed his hand forward.
Lin Zhiyuan took the hand offered by Yao Huasheng and was pulled up.
"This is not a one-on-one life and death battle. If you lose, you will die. The game is not over yet, and the game is not just this one." Yao Huasheng patted Lin Zhiyuan on the shoulder, then turned to comfort other teammates.
Lin Zhiyuan knew that what the captain said was right and reasonable, but his mood just didn't recover so quickly and he couldn't feel relieved so quickly.
He put his hands on his hips and looked up at the sky, trying to calm down.
At this moment, he heard Hu Lai's shout: "Hey, Lin Zhiyuan!"
When he looked over, he found that the opponent raised his left foot that had just shot, pointed at it, and then pointed at himself: "Left foot! Enter and you will get the goal!"
Then he laughed and left.
Lin Zhiyuan's mood that finally calmed down suddenly exploded.
"Your uncle!"
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"Lin Zhiyuan is so miserable..." Wang Zijian said in the WeChat group of the Olympic team.
"Yeah, it's so miserable..."
"awful!"
"awful!"
"awful!"
The following group of people use copy and paste methods to maintain formation.
Until Song Kun came out as a goalkeeper and said: "What's so tragic about this? It's hard for anyone to save this ball. Who would have thought that Hu Lai would shoot with his heel!"
Although Lin Zhiyuan and he have a competitive relationship in the Olympic team, now this is a duel between the forward and the goalkeeper. Of course he has to side with the goalkeeper. Otherwise, if he laughs at Lin Zhiyuan, his performance will not be as good as Lin Zhiyuan. Then
Who was being humiliated?
When he saw that Lin Zhiyuan had no resistance and didn't even make a save, he lost the ball. Song Kun, who was also a goalkeeper, felt a little hurt.
"Old Song, you misunderstood. We said he was miserable because he had to take the initiative to provoke Hu Lai and even started a war of words with Hu Lai. As a result, not only did he lose the ball, but he was also sprayed back by Hu Lai. How miserable!" Wang Zijian
explained.
"Yes, that's right. To be honest, I think it's normal to say that I have to save Hu Lai's shot. The goalkeeper and the forward are a natural rival. But if you have to talk trash with Hu Lai, you are really asking for it.
