Chapter 569 The long game
Seeing the football flying into the goal, Xie Lan was stunned for a moment and did not cheer immediately. Then she and her husband heard bursts of cheers coming from the window.
Those who are closer can hear it more or less clearly. The roar is different from what the commentator said, but the meaning is the same: "Niubi!"
Those who are far away have no idea what the other party is shouting. In short, it is all kinds of roars.
Xie Lan came to his senses, rushed to the window and screamed: "Hu Lai Niubi!!"
When Hu Lixin saw this, he said anxiously: "What are you doing? You could just hang up a banner and tell everyone that it was my son who scored the goal."
Xie Lan said with a smile: "I think you won't let me!"
Hu Lixin shook his head, not knowing what to say.
Seeing him like this, Xie Lan asked: "How about it? Is our son's ball pretty?"
Hu Lixin nodded this time and admitted generously: "It is indeed beautiful."
Although his tone remained calm, he said it with a grin on his face. There was an uncontrollable smile on his face, but he was completely unaware of it.
"Our son also scored two goals, and he is as good as that Melli!" Xie Lan said happily.
Hu Lixin turned to look at the TV screen. Judging from the performance of this game, although the two men were in different positions and played different roles on the court, in a sense, his son was indeed the same as Meili. sharp.
This time, his wife was right.
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"Wow!!!"
Cheers and shouts of surprise mixed in the conference room, and the women's football girls looked at the TV screen with wide eyes.
Before this goal, although the female football players were gratified and happy with the spirit shown by the Olympic team in the second half, they also knew very well that doing so might only make their loss less ugly...
As a result, Hu Lai scored a goal and helped the Olympic team equalize the score? !
Many people were so shocked that they didn't know what to say, and all they could do was make some shouts of unknown meaning.
Xu Wen was among them. She looked at the game broadcast on the TV screen and opened her mouth: "Ah! Ah! Ah this..."
Li Qingqing turned to look at her, and then she looked at the other teammates in the locker room, and found that most of them were just like Xu Wen, stunned, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
Seeing this scene, Li Qingqing smiled brightly, and her eyes hung like crescent moons on her face.
I knew he wouldn't be willing to do it!
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The cheers of the Chinese fans in the stands were like thunder, rolling over the Santa Lucia Stadium.
Matt Dawn and Tony Clark also joined in the celebration, and their voices became part of the thunder.
After the initial excitement and excitement, Matt said to Tony beside him: "Tony, I have a bold idea!"
"What?"
"Can Leeds City poach him?"
Tony Clark looked at his good friend with wide eyes: "This is indeed a bold idea..."
"Just tell me if you can!"
"Yes!" Tony Clark gave a decisive answer. He was also moved by what Hu Lai showed.
In the past, I had always heard Matt say how powerful this person was, but Tony always felt that he was just a character in a game. Being good in the game didn't mean he was as good in reality. After all, there was a big difference. It's too big. Even though the game "The Godfather of Champions" is famous for its detailed and realistic data, it still sometimes makes mistakes.
He still believed more in what he saw with his own eyes.
So when Matt invited him to come to Spain to watch the game, he agreed without hesitation because he was also curious about how good LaiHu, whom Matt had praised for two years, could be.
The game is not over yet, but Hulay has already scored twice, and his abilities have been fully demonstrated-excellent running without the ball and accurate shooting. As a striker, being able to use these two abilities to this extent is already very impressive.
He doesn't expect Hu Lai to become an all-powerful superman. Even Merry has flaws and is far from omnipotent. His right foot is too ordinary, and his height means that his header is not good, but no one will deny that Melli is the best young talent in today's football.
Although Hu Lai's body does not look very strong, Tony Clark feels that this is not a big problem.
The Premier League seems to emphasize physical confrontation, but Hulay's playing style does not allow him to hold the ball for a long time, so he only needs to be able to withstand the defense of defenders when shooting. The requirements for physical strength are not as high as those of midfielders. Players who are tall are not as tall as those who are good at dribbling.
Matt laughed when he got the answer: "Look Tony, now you don't have to worry about the club owner knowing that you came to Spain to watch the game. You can confidently tell him that you are here to inspect new players."
When he didn't get a response from Tony, he asked curiously: "What are you doing?"
"Ah... I'm thinking about how to arrange Hu if he comes to my team..." Tony replied.
Matt laughed dumbly: "I just proposed an idea, and you have already started to consider the actual operation...Relax, Tony, let's wait until he actually puts on the Leeds City jersey..."
"You're right, Matt. But I still want to ask you, you coached him in the game for many seasons, do you have any instructions on how to use him correctly?"
"Of course there is. The midfielder must have players who are good at passing and can put the football at his feet. If the midfielder is all strong men with excellent physical conditions, or players with strong scoring ability, it may not be a good fit. Hu. You have to treat Hu as a pure scorer, rather than expecting him to do many jobs by himself, involving movement and dropping back to play the ball... He is not that kind of player."
After listening to Matt's introduction, Tony fell into deep thought.
Seeing that his good friend started to suffer from occupational diseases again, Matt shook his head and ignored him. Instead, he turned his attention to the figure in the field. He had just performed his same celebration moves again.
This is not the first time Matt has seen this set of celebrations. He has seen it many times before when watching Hulay's goal highlight videos.
Although he has seen it many times, Matt still thinks this action is really cool, especially on such an important match occasion, it gives people an indescribable sense of power.
It was as if that thin body contained a small nuclear bomb.
Come to the Premier League, Hu, and show off your celebrations on the Premier League pitch! Blow up the whole place!
He couldn't help but start to long for it.
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Ramon Cantero stared at Hulay in trance. He really didn't expect that after the second half started, it was not Melli who scored first, but this kid...
And the goal was so beautiful that he couldn't use adjectives like "shit luck" to describe it.
How can this kid be allowed to take the limelight?
The script shouldn't be like this!
Just when Cantero was staring at Hu Lai, he saw that Hu Lai seemed to have noticed his gaze, so under his gaze, he made a gesture of shrugging his shoulders and spreading his hands at him!
This damn bastard!
Cantero gritted his teeth and cursed in his mind, then looked away.
Captain Juan Sosa, who was dunked by Hulay, clapped his hands and encouraged his teammates: "Let us give them one back!"
After the score was equalized, the Argentine team continued to launch a more violent attack on the Chinese team's goal after the game started.
It stands to reason that the team that had just scored a goal would have high morale and continue to attack wildly.
But what is shown now is that the side that lost the ball is faster and faster. The Chinese Olympic team that equalized the score had to collectively recover and shrink its defense.
Not only the audience and fans in front of the TV were anxious, but the commentators were also anxious.
"Hold on, Olympic team!" He Feng frowned and shouted anxiously. "At this time, players must handle the ball cleanly and decisively, and never stick to the ball, especially in front of the penalty area... It doesn't matter even if they give the opponent a throw-in..."
At this time, he was no longer obsessed with the issue of game time. He even hoped that the referee would blow the whistle to end the game immediately.
In this way, the Chinese Olympic team will draw with the Argentine Olympic team with a score of 2:2. This is an amazing game in the entire history of Chinese football.
As for which group would qualify... he had never thought about such a thing.
If we can draw with Nigeria and Argentina in the group of death, what else can we do?
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Shi Wuyin and Li Zhifei stood side by side on the sidelines, nervously watching the game going on in the stadium.
All the players of the Chinese team returned to their own 30-meter area. Even Hu Lai, who had just scored a goal, did not enjoy the privilege of not having to return to defense. Even if his defensive level was not flattering, he was still running with all his heart.
Before they could even think about how long they were happy about the goal they just scored, they were already on tenterhooks.
Melli took the ball and broke through in a straight line on the court. Neither of the two people who went up to him could stop him. In the end, Guo Junfu pushed Melli down from the side and received a yellow card amidst huge boos.
Guo Junfu didn't care about the yellow card. He didn't even look at it. He turned around and shouted to his teammates: "Hold on! Fight with them!"
Then he panted and glanced up at the big screen. He saw that the time of this game was already the 71st minute. There were still 19 minutes left before the end of the 90-minute game, including injury time. , it will take more than twenty minutes for the game to end.
For the first time, he felt that the game was so long and time passed so slowly.
I really want to close my eyes and then open them again and hear the referee's three whistles... (End of Chapter)