Kaka joined the ranks of comforting fans with the head coach and captain.

He himself didn't think it would have any effect, but the result made him feel like he was blocked by something.

The fans gradually became quiet.

Of course not everyone, but under the influence of most people, all the greetings to Robinho and Abad began to gradually decrease.

Kaka was moved and guilty.

Needless to say, as long as your heart is not made of stone, you will not be untouched when facing such fans.

The guilt is because his heart has always longed for a wider world outside. St. Paul... is home, but not a place to struggle.

I will leave one day.

What did I do that deserve your treatment?

...

No matter how Kaka's mentality changes, the situation finally subsides.

Santos penalty kick.

Diego was the one who scored free throws.

He looked calm and was not affected by the booing and scolding of home fans.

A whistle sounded.

Diego took two steps to the bottom right corner.

This was a ball rolling ball with a very fast speed and aiming on the inside of the goal post. He thought he was almost sure to win, but Cheney rushed over and threw the ball into his arms accurately.

The St. Paulians started to cheer and the whistle sounded.

Everyone was surprised and their only thought was: the referee was going to be a monster again.

Sure enough, Abad put down the whistle in his mouth and shook his head, "The goalkeeper moved ahead of time. This ball doesn't count, re-send."

Now the St. Paulians quit.

Everyone protested, but Abad was determined, and the angry Cheney pushed him hard and received a yellow card.

This is actually a red card move, but Abad obviously wants to leave Molonbi alive, so Cheney can still stay on the court.

There is nothing to say now, the referee of the world is the biggest.

"Cheny moved his footsteps in advance, and the penalty kick was about to start over. This game was really not going well. Diego will take the penalty. Let's see if he can seize this opportunity."

Diego took a deep breath and looked at Cheney.

Cheney looked cold and glared back fiercely.

The home fans were still yelling at Diego, but the players on the court were quiet and ready to rush in and shoot or clear the ball at any time.

Whistle, run-up, shot.

Diego chose the left this time, and it was a powerful volley.

Cheney reacted quickly, and he threw himself into the football again as if he had a spring on his feet. However, this time he failed to hold the ball down and the football flew out.

Both players rushed into the penalty area, but the fastest was Diego.

He rushed to the football in two or three steps and shot the ball into the net.

1:1, total score 2:4.

After scoring the goal, Diego was very excited and ran directly to the stands of the Sao Paulo fans, took off his jersey and started a samba dance.

The St. Paulians were already angry. If they hadn't thrown away all the things they could have smashed in their hands, it would have been another ******* to welcome Diego.

"Go to die! Santos clown!"

"Go back and hug you and dance!"

"Kaka! Kill them! Kill their luan eggs!"

Every St. Paulian has a fire in his heart, especially the audience who watched the replay in front of the TV. Now they want to rush to the court and bury Abad directly into the grass.

Kaka walked to the goal, patted Cheney on the shoulder, and said, "It's okay, you've done a good job."

"Kaka! Win this game! Be sure to win!"

Kaka didn't say anything, just nodded.

It's useless, try your best.

The game started again, with Fabiano and Kaka standing in the middle circle serving.

He knew that the one who was most angry now was Fabiano, so he had to remind him, "Fabiano..."

"Don't worry, brother, I know how to do it. I've calmed down. Just pass the ball over and leave the rest to me, just like we did before."

"Okay, win the game as I did before."

Fabiano drove the ball out and Kaka passed it back to Falcao.

Falcao continued to pass back, and Baptista behind him seemed to want to vent his emotions, and directly kicked the ball.

The football flew high and landed towards the Santos half.

Fabiano jumped high and pressed the opponent's defender who was about 1.9 meters tall to hit the ball.

Kaka inserted at high speed and took the ball away, but he had not yet risen and was tackled to the ground by Santos's players.

A whistle sounded.

The opponent was afraid that he would send a free kick again, so he kicked the ball away with one kick.

Kaka was furious, and this time it was someone else's turn to persuade him.

This is so messy...

Free kick for Sao Paulo.

"Sao Paulo won a free kick with a very good position, which is twenty-four meters away from the goal, which is exactly the area where Kaka is best at. Whether it is shooting or passing, it can create a great threat."

Kaka stood in front of the football, looked at the goal, suddenly turned around and waved to the goal of his side.

Everyone followed his eyes.

Cheney looked up in shock and pointed at himself.

Kaka nodded and waved his hand to signal him to come up.

"Oh! We almost forgot that in addition to Kaka, there is also a free kick expert in Sao Paulo. In fact, before Kaka showed his free kick skills, Cheney was Sao Paulo's first penalty kicker. We have not conducted a specific investigation, but it is still certain that he is definitely the professional goalkeeper who scored the most free kicks in football history. It seems that Kaka wants Cheney to get the lost ball back in person."

Cheney ran up, the two got together to communicate in this way, and then stepped back at the same time.

Cheney signaled the referee to prepare himself.

But Santos' goalkeeper was still worried. He moved left and right in front of the goal, waved his hand to the wall, and suddenly went to the left and leaned to the right. After a long time of delay, he decided to settle down.

The referee's whistle finally rang.

Kaka and Cheney were running at the same time, but Kaka was in front and Cheney was in the back.

Everyone thought Kaka was a fake kick, and the person who shot the goal must be Cheney, and they all stared at Cheney and looked at him.

But the fact is that Kaka kicked the ball out directly with the inside of her foot.

The man wall did not jump, the goalkeeper did not respond, the football directly drew an arc like this and flew into the upper left corner of the goal.

Fabiano was originally hiding in the penalty area, trying to see if there was any chance to shoot, but the football flew over directly on his scalp, making him whisper.

Then he turned around and saw the football flew into the door.

The entire stadium seemed to have been pressed by someone, and then it suddenly exploded.

Cheney excitedly picked up Kaka from behind, turned three circles before throwing him out.

Kaka was thrown by him and staggered forward a few steps before straightening her waist. She was too lazy to bird him, so she ran to the sidelines and put her hands in her ears.

Come, let me hear your voice.
Chapter completed!