"Louis, Louis!"

"Huh? What's wrong, honey."

"It's my turn to ask you what's wrong. It's been a few days and you haven't been happy." A pair of deft hands clung to the man's chest and brushed it gently.

Like a spring breeze, it eased the irritability in his heart.

"Don't worry, it's nothing." He said this, but the mountains and rivers between his eyebrows were not smoothed.

An attentive woman will naturally not miss these details: "Is it because of the Frenchman?"

"Sofia, don't read those reports, you know, I'm the best one!"

"Of course, you are the best one. You will always be the best one, whether at home or on the court." The woman smiled like a flower. In her heart, he will always be the strongest man.

The two have been together since they were 15 years old.

For so many years, no matter whether he was poor or rich, he never gave up.

She knows the ambition of the man in front of her better than anyone else.

That is the ambition of the world's number one striker.

Every time she heard it, it made her feel a little nervous.

Thinking of this, the woman's hands slowly moved down, "Come on, conquer your world."

The surge of sweat and hormones lit up this sad night.

...

Suarez watched the football fly out of thin air from where the three men were fighting.

Everything was so sudden.

Michael Dawson, who was guarding him, was stuck in position.

What to do now?

The football is coming.

"Louis! Get out of the way!"

A roar sounded from behind, and it was Giroud's voice.

Is it him?

After hesitating for 0.1 seconds, Suarez gritted his teeth, yes, gritted his teeth!

He dodged and rushed into the penalty area.

In the air, 192-year-old Michael Dawson and 193-year-old Giroud seem to be two medieval knights dueling and charging!

Turned his head.

An unforgettable scene appeared before his eyes.

Giroud knocked Michael Dawson away in the air.

Neither of them touched a football.

Is it my left foot?

Suarez seemed a little unprepared.

The feet that were stretched out seemed a little hesitant.

"Oops!"

"Suarez stopped the ball!" Zhan Jun's tone was full of regret, as if the opportunity had disappeared.

"I remember there is a saying that if you feel uncomfortable after a ball, then it may not have been passed to you?" Xiao Ma added timidly.

"It's different... He just didn't expect that the ball would be leaked to him..."

Suarez's eyes were a little panicked.

He rushed straight towards the bottom line of the penalty area.

After hitting his left foot with the football, he ran straight away from the line. It seemed that everything had become irreversible.

Gerrard and Lucas in the middle have already flanked the 12-yard line.

They are all waiting for Suarez to pass the ball.

At this moment, there was only one voice in his mind:

"Louis, come on, I know you are the best. When you hesitate, shoot!"

For my Sophia!!

Take the shot!

At this moment, Lindy felt very regretful. Did he pass the ball poorly and did not consider Michael Dawson who was 192?

But the next second.

Most of the English people shouted in disarray:

“holyf*ckingsh*t!!”

“jesuschrist!!”

“inconceivable!!”

The Chinese fans in front of the TV are much more unified, regardless of gender:

"Fuck!!!"

Of course, there are also a few that are different: "I'm in a big trough!!"

After Lao Zhan was stunned for a second:

"Break the door at a zero degree angle!"

"This ball is amazing!"

"Suarez, let us remember this Uruguayan's name today!"

"He penetrated Tottenham's goal with a shot that shocked everyone!"

"1 to 1, Liverpool equalized the score!"

He was still standing there, staring blankly at the goal, unable to believe that this was a shot made by his own left foot.

A shot from a zero-degree angle?

He glanced at the referee's gesture and the teammates who rushed up.

Suarez finally realized that he did it himself!

He flew towards the corner flag area, "Sofia, did you see it? I did it!"

Later, he was overwhelmed by his teammates.

Lindy carefully stroked Su Ya's head, fearing that his hand would accidentally be "squeezed" into his teeth.

While I was thinking: This is the [National Banquet Chef], it seems that I will have to consider charging in the future.

Dalgliesh clenched his fists tightly, "Fu*k, this is what I want!"

The fans at the scene were collectively speechless. This shot came too fast, too fast and too weird!

They didn't even see how the ball went in.

Everyone is staring at the replay on the big screen at White Hart Lane.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

When the ball was approaching the bottom line, goalkeeper Gomez had also noticed Gerrard outflanking him in front of the goal.

There is no way, he is so dazzling.

Even though he has taken off the captain's armband, no team can ignore his presence.

The same goes for Gomez.

But the moment he left the near post.

The football came with a strong spin.

Although his reaction was quick enough.

Stretch out your right hand as hard as you can and look back at the moon!

But the football still flew into the net.

In this way that no one expected.

After watching the replay, Lao Zhan couldn't help but sigh: "This is a goal that belongs to Liverpool collectively!"

"Lindy's imaginative pass and Giroud's desperate fight created a shooting opportunity for Suarez!"

"And the movement of Gerrard and Lucas attracted the vision of goalkeeper Gomez, which ultimately led to this goal!"

"Of course, we have to admire Suarez's sense of touch in front of goal and shooting acumen!"
To be continued...