Fox in the Penalty Area

"Chen Xingyi's biography... Hu Lai! Hu Lai!! Hey beautiful——!! Beautiful!!! Heel goal! So beautiful!! Unbelievable!!!"

Accompanied by the exclamation of the commentator He Feng from the speaker, there was thunderous cheers in the bar, and everyone jumped up, raising their arms and shouting.

"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 vigorously beside him, then put his hand in his mouth again, and whistled loudly.

Someone raised a wine glass and shouted "Toast to Hu Lai!"

Everyone held up their wine glasses and raised their glasses high, "Toast to Hu Lai——!!!"

"Done!!"

After gulping it down, everyone wiped off the wine from the corners of their mouths and laughed in unison.

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When Chen Xingyi received the football behind Daisong, in front of Shanxing's coach bench and bench, everyone couldn't help raising their buttocks and leaning out.

The next scene in front of the South China Tigers' goal made each of them rush out of the coach's bench and the bench with open arms.

After Junpei Morikawa, who did not start this game, ran out, he shouted excitedly in the Chinese he had learned from Hu Lai before, "It's fierce! It's fierce!!"

Han Xiangfei next to him was celebrating his goal, but when he heard Junpei Morikawa's words, his emotions became disconnected, and he turned his head to look at him.

Seeing this, the latter quickly looked over with puzzled eyes, "Am I wrong?"

Han Xiangfei immediately guessed that Hu Lai should have taught Morikawa Junpei the words just now, so he shook his head and laughed, and gave the other party a thumbs up, "Great, wide, insist on it!"

Junpei Morikawa still couldn't understand the meaning of Han Xiangfei's words, but he could understand facial expressions and thumbs, and after being praised, he grinned at Han Xiangfei.

Han Xiangfei felt that the Japanese friend who had a good life on this little day was really cute, so he simply put his arms around his neck and dragged him into the celebration of other teammates.

Beside, head coach Zhao Kangming waved his fist excitedly, then turned to Chen Mo and said, "Old Chen, this is young people! This is what young people like Hu Lai can bring to us! When we old men start When thinking about what to do after losing the game,

They just want to live up to the present! "

Chen Mo laughed dumbfounded, "You are right, Old Zhao. Now is the age of young people, they may make mistakes, but they are always moving forward..."

"This world is also moving forward!" Zhao Kangming put his arm around Chen Mo's shoulder and leaned hard.

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When Fisher brought Qian Yunwei back from the warm-up area, it happened to catch up with the scene where Hu Lai sent the football into the goal of the South China Tigers with his heel.

Qian Yunwei stood on the sidelines, looked at his own goal, and then at the head coach Lehman standing motionless in front.

Fisher ignored him and stared blankly at the court like Lehman.

He felt a little embarrassed.

What am I here for?

At this moment, Lehman finally moved. He turned his head to see Fisher and Qian Yunwei beside Fisher, and said solemnly, "Qian, we need you to play, replace Yu..."

The translator next to him immediately followed up and translated this sentence to Qian Yunwei.

Qian Yunwei nodded.

"I originally wanted you to play to contain the opponent's No. 11. But now your task may have to be adjusted... After you play, you have to actively attack and give full play to your speed advantage, and the team's offensive focus will also change." Leaning towards you. I hope... no, I asked you to push back the opponent's offensive here!"

Speaking of this, Lehman raised his hand and looked at his watch, and continued, "There are still thirteen minutes in the game, damn thirteen...but we still have a chance. Go up and tell them, don't panic? Calm down, our strength Far stronger than the opponent? As long as we play normally, we can still get the score back... There is no reason why the opponent can do it? We can't do it!"

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Zhou Zijing standing in the stands? Surrounding him are all mournful South China Tigers fans—they bought tickets for this match from the South China Tigers fans.

He stared at the stadium in a daze, but it was not against the harmony among the South China Tigers fans.

Also in a daze with him is his father Zhou Shenghai.

"It's okay..." Zhou Shenghai murmured.

Hasn’t he never seen a goal with a heel? He just didn’t expect that Hu Lai could solve the problem with a goal with a heel...

He turned his head and asked his son, "Son? Why didn't you think of shooting with your heel before? Do you want to compete with Yao Huasheng?"

Zhou Zijing, who came back to his senses, was a little embarrassed, "Who can think about how to shoot in advance? It must have been at that time, when a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind."

But Zhou Shenghai said contemptuously, "I think your muscular brain may not be able to have a flash of inspiration...Look at Hu Lai, you should use your brain to play football? Don't think about solving problems with your body all day long. Play football with your body ? What if the 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 could not see his expression at all. But guess it? He must have had a good laugh.

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"I'm fucking Hu Lai, you are awesome! Heel goals are coming!"

"Fuck me, how did you hit the ball?!"

"I fucked Hu Lai really well! Did you see that kid Lin Zhiyuan's dumbfounded look? It's so funny!"

In the crowd of flash star players celebrating the goal, everyone rubbed Hu Lai's hair vigorously while expressing their surprise to him.

But Hu Lai was dissatisfied. "When I said you were surprised, can you change the wording, don't always say 'I fuck' and 'I fuck', and change something new! I scored such a beautiful goal? You will Open up 'I fuck' shut up 'I fuck'?"

The teammates were very wronged, "We don't read much? We have no culture!"

"That's right, but I have no education, so I can only fuck the world!"

Zhang Qinghuan said, "That's not true, you can still 'my day'!"

"I rely on?"

"What am I doing?"

"Hum..."

Hu Lai covered Chen Xingyi's mouth, "Stop talking, don't talk, you'll teach children bad!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The big guy had a great laugh.

After the celebration was over, everyone walked slowly towards their own half, delaying as much time as possible.

They are facing the most powerful team in the Chinese Super League, and they finally took the lead. Of course, they must try their best to delay a little more time.

It's not a negative game, it's just within the rules, doing everything you can to win.

Hu Lai was dragged at the back, and turned to see Lin Zhiyuan standing alone in front of the door with his hands on his hips and his head up to the sky.

I couldn't help laughing, and then shouted "Hey, Lin Zhiyuan!"

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When he saw the football rolling into the goal, another thunderbolt fell from the sky in Lin Zhiyuan's mind, fixing him in place, keeping him kneeling on one knee and turning his head to look at the goal.

He imagined many scenes of confrontation between himself and Hu Lai, how Hu Lai shot, and how he saved his shot in various incredible ways...

But he never thought that when Hu Lai shot, he didn't even make a save and lost the ball.

This is the big failure he was never prepared for!

Failure without resistance.

All the previous preparations and lofty ambitions were turned into smoke in front of Hu Lai's light heel shot...

Just as melancholy as him was captain Yao Huasheng. He never thought that he would lose to such a backheel shot after almost a match with Hu Lai.

He really didn't expect that Hu Lai would use the heel of his left foot to complete the shot when facing the football. After all, who is all right thinking that the opponent will shoot like this?

It can only be said that he is unlucky to meet...

As the captain and a veteran, Yao Huasheng quickly adjusted his mentality. He looked back and saw that Lin Zhiyuan was still in the same posture as before, so he knew that this kid had been hit hard. He quickly turned around and walked forward, reaching out to him "It's 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 it's not your responsibility. Get up, it's not good to keep kneeling." Yao Huasheng passed his hand forward.

Lin Zhiyuan took Yao Huasheng's hand and was pulled up.

"This is not a one-on-one life-and-death fight. If you lose, you 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 the other teammates.

Lin Zhiyuan knew that what the captain said was right and very reasonable, but his mood just didn't recover so quickly, and he didn't feel relieved so quickly.

He put his hands on his hips, looked up at the sky, and tried hard to calm himself 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, pointed at the goal, and then pointed at himself, "Left foot! Enter your goal!"

Then he laughed and left.

Lin Zhiyuan finally calmed down a little, and his mood suddenly exploded.

"Your uncle!"

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"Lin Zhiyuan is 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 to maintain formation.

Until Song Kun came out as a goalkeeper and said, "What's wrong with this? It's hard for anyone to beat the ball. Who would have thought that Hu Lai would shoot with his heel!"

Although Lin Zhiyuan and him are in the Olympic team, but now this is a duel between the striker and the goalkeeper, of course he has to stand on the goalkeeper's side. Otherwise, if he laughed at Lin Zhiyuan and ended up not performing as well as Lin Zhiyuan, then who was humiliated?

Seeing that Lin Zhiyuan had no power to resist and lost the ball without even making a save, Song Kun, who is also a goalkeeper, was a little bit hurt.

"Old Song, you misunderstood. We said that he was miserable because he insisted on actively provoking Hu Lai, and even had a spat with Hu Lai. In the end, he not only lost the ball, but was sprayed back by Hu Lai. What a disaster!" Wang Zijian explained.

"Yes, yes. To be honest, I think it's normal to save Hu Lai's shot. The goalkeeper and the striker are a pair of natural opponents. But if you have to talk trash with Hu Lai, it's really self-inflicted What a shame!"

Song Kun looked at this, "Oh, it's all right!"

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