"Hu Lai kept shooting the ball - the ball went in!!!! Hu Lai! He opened the scoring for the Chinese Olympic team! Twenty-one minutes into the game, the Olympic team took the lead!" Commentator's seat
He Feng suddenly stood up and shouted, as if this could make his voice louder than the noise of the audience. He pressed the noise-canceling headset above his head with one hand, and clenched his other hand into a fist, waving it vigorously
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Xie Lan screamed out of her throat in front of the TV, followed by a similar scream outside the window, just like her echo.
Subsequently, various roars and cheers came from countless windows in this old community.
Made the community become lively at almost ten o'clock in the evening.
Hu Lixin stood there, looking at his son who was celebrating in the Argentina penalty area.
His wife was stamping her feet, clapping her hands and laughing beside him:
“So what if he is the strongest in the world? Our son has advanced ball!!”
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“Hu Lai is awesome!!” Qin Qi clenched his fists and jumped down from the sofa.
Wang Yuan wanted to say, "Children, don't use bad words," but she heard her husband next to her nod and say, "Yeah, awesome!"
Following this, Xia Xiaoyu slapped the coffee table and shouted: "Brother Hu is awesome!!"
Only Zhang Qinghuan did not say he was awesome, but laughed loudly: "What did I say? This kind of ball must be passed to him! Passing it to the wing is stupid!"
Wang Yuan decided not to care...
The 7.1-channel speakers brought a steady stream of sound to the scene, making it feel as if they were at the game, with Chinese fans cheering on the front, back, and left.
He Feng and Yan Kang gushed excitedly: "The Chinese team successfully scored a goal by using a counterattack after a midfield counterattack! Sweeney made an incredible mistake while defending. He did not grasp the timing of his jump.
Okay, so I didn’t hit the ball! But you definitely can’t say that Hu Lai’s shot was lucky... His action of shooting directly without stopping the ball is really wonderful!"
"Yes, He Feng! Just shooting the ball without stopping is a great test of a player's ability. Hu Lai did it with ease. You must know that this is in the Olympics! In the Olympics, being able to calmly do something like this
How many players are there in the shooting action?! This is the ultimate expression of Hu Lai's ability! Beautiful off-the-ball movement and accurate shooting! This is why Chen Xingyi and Luo Kai, who have better personal abilities, have to give way to him
The reason is in the middle! In terms of shooting, he is the strongest!"
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In the stands of Santa Lucia Stadium, the sea of red was roaring, and Matt and Tony's ears were filled with cheers that they could not understand.
But they can feel the emotions of these Chinese fans.
Because the feelings are connected, they are also happy for Hulay's goal.
"Haha, Tony! Look! Did I say that? This kid's ability to seize opportunities in the penalty area is outstanding! I think the next generation of "The Godfather of Champions" should improve Hu's shooting data, and increase it by two digits!
"Matt Dawn said to Tony Clark next to him while clapping his hands happily.
Tony Clark, who watched Hu Lai's game live for the first time, was also shocked by what he saw. He was stunned for a long time before sighing: "I know why you must recommend him to Hammond Castle."
It’s a pity…”
“It’s a pity that Tony Hammond missed him. It’s Hammond’s regret!”
"That's what I'm talking about, Matt. If we had signed him when I was still at Hammond, maybe neither of us would have left the team..."
Matt was stunned for a moment, then patted Tony on the shoulder: "Think openly, Tony. If you didn't leave Hammond, how could you be the coach of a Premier League team now?"
The sharp-eyed Matt suddenly found himself and Tony appearing on the big screen at the scene. He knew that the TV broadcast cut to him, so he quickly said to Tony: "Tony! Hurry! Cheers!"
After speaking, he raised his arms and shouted: "huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu——!!"
Tony was complaining: "Damn it! I should have worn a hat! I didn't know you were so attracted to the camera!"
“Why wear a hat?”
“I don’t want my boss to see me coming to Spain to watch football!”
“Don’t worry, your boss won’t pay attention to the Chinese team’s games!”
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The players of the Chinese Olympic team swarmed towards Hu Lai, their expressions and voices distorted with excitement.
After rushing to Hu Lai, Chen Xingyi directly pulled Hu Lai to the ground, and then took the lead in pressing him up.
Next is Guo Junfu.
Luo Kai ran over and looked at Hu Lai, who was pressed at the bottom, stepped back, then accelerated his sprint, jumped up high, and jumped up.
With the Chinese Olympic team players enjoying themselves as a background, head coach Shi Wuyuan was high-fiving assistant coach Li Zhifei, and then team leader Ran Jiachang also joined in.
His eyes widened and he looked at Shi Wuyin in disbelief: "Are we really ahead of Argentina? Argentina with Melli?!"
Shi Wuyuan laughed loudly: "Otherwise, Lao Ran, you pinch your own thigh!"
Ran Jiachang shook his head happily: "No need! Just with this ball, I can brag about my awesomeness in front of Lao Hong for a month after I return to China!"
The Lao Hong he was talking about was Hong Renjie, the leader of the Chinese national team.
Li Zhifei waved his hand: "Don't do it. After the Olympics, Hu Laike will go to the national team. You can't stand up in front of Lao Hong!"
Ran Jiachang was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "Damn, forget about this!"
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When Hu Lai was pulled up from the ground by his teammates, both his hair and clothes looked messy and embarrassed. He did not have the glorious image of a goal-scoring hero at all.
But the members of the Olympic team laughed with satisfaction.
Everyone also rubbed his hair vigorously as an excuse to fix his hair, especially Wang Guangwei...
So Hu Lai was like having a chicken coop on his head.
Everyone just laughed and surrounded Hu Lai and ran back to their own half.
While running through the center circle, Hulay felt a gaze, so he turned his head and saw Mellie Banega looking at him.
He grinned at Merry and ran away with his teammates.
Merry looked away. He thought of what the man said to him when he shook hands before the game and kept squeezing his hand.
“Hello, Meili, I’m Hu Lai.”
At the time, it seemed to be just a simple and ordinary greeting.
But now thinking about it, Melly could smell a hint of... gunpowder.
This is not a greeting at all, but a letter of challenge!
He raised his head and looked forward again, his eyes sharpening as he passed the figures of the Chinese players and reached the goal.
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The game restarted soon, and Argentina looked a little impatient after losing the ball.
After all, they never thought about conceding the ball first before the game.
Even head coach Rosas, who repeatedly warned them not to underestimate the enemy, never imagined that the Chinese team could score the first goal in the game - he may have thought that the Chinese team might score, but it was definitely
Not in this case, scoring a goal means taking the lead...
Therefore, neither the head coach nor the players had a plan or preparation for what to do if the team fell behind. After the game restarted, the team fell into chaos.
Fortunately, they withstood the Chinese team's offensive in the end. At the same time, the Chinese team may be afraid of Meili's personal ability and did not dare to really let go and attack fiercely.
After a brief period of chaos, Argentina finally came through and regained control of the rhythm of the game little by little.
They turned their shock and anger after losing the ball into a swift and fierce offensive, pressing towards the Chinese team's goal.
Especially Melli, as a winger, he not only changes positions back and forth from the left to the right, but also frequently drops back to ask for the ball.
After getting the ball, he used his ability to turn around and dribble the ball forward.
Then the Chinese team is forced to send people to defend him, whether it is one person, two people, or three people is better.
No matter what, he just rushed forward.
If the entire Argentine team was angered by Julay's goal, then Melli is the collective anger of all of them, an arrow materialized by the angry emotions, moving forward indomitably and unstoppably!
His unreasonable breakthrough put huge pressure on the Chinese team's defense.
At first, they were able to restrain Merry with just two people, but later, even three people might not be able to stop Melli.
Du Wanqing, the last line of defense set up by Shi Wuyuan in front of the back line specifically to defend Melli, was also broken by Melli.
Now the back line of Wang Guangwei and Liu Yan has to face the "Angry Eagle" Mellie Banega.
“Merry! He’s here again!”
Accompanied by He Feng's exclamation.
Mellie Banega suddenly stopped and changed direction while dribbling horizontally. He flicked the football with his left ankle and dodged Du Wanqing's defense. Then he dribbled the ball into the Chinese Olympic team.
restricted area!
At this time, Wang Guangwei no longer paid attention to Director Shi's instructions to strictly stick to his position. After all, the opponent had dribbled the ball into the penalty area, so what was the point of sticking to his position?
He jumped forward and went head-to-head with the best of the world's young generation of players.
He saw Melli raising his left foot as if to shoot, so he stepped up with a lunge, intending to block Melli's shot.
But this was just a fake move. After Melli's left foot swung down, it stopped directly behind the football without touching the ball, allowing Wang Guangwei to slide past him.
Then he gently flicked the football with the outside of his left foot, dodging the unwilling Wang Guangwei's leg that was dragging behind him.
He quickly swung his left leg again, and with a straight instep he kicked!
The football rolled against the turf towards the near corner of the goal!
Facing such a sudden shot that was so close at hand, Lin Zhiyuan reacted quickly enough. He immediately fell to the ground and dove sideways, but still failed to touch the football!
The football flew into the net before his hand could reach it...
“Alas!” He Feng sighed, “In the 37th minute, Argentina equalized the score, and the goal was...Meli Banega!”