Chapter 814: Give Me the Ball!

"Do you think Li Dong can play football?" In the stands, the richest man asked the crowd next to him while looking at the field.

Originally, it was a sports charity game, and he participated in such events many times a year, and football was a kind of entertainment for him, but at this moment, his face showed a seriousness that he had never felt before, as if he was thinking about something.

"I think ......," said a CEO of an Internet company after thinking for a moment, "he should be able to play football with his foot to stop the ball." ”

Yes, he was completely stunned by the opponent's stopping action.

Not only him, but others present felt the same way.

Who hasn't played football?

However, they couldn't even bounce the ball a few times, and they couldn't catch the pass from close range, let alone the ball from dozens of meters away.

This kind of thing may also be a coincidence, as the saying goes, a blind cat meets a dead mouse, but the problem is that Li Dong came up with such a kick, which makes people doubt his ball skills.

"Lao Ding is right, I think he can also kick. A person next to him also said.

"Do you think he can score goals?" asked the richest man again.

Goal?

Everyone thought about it, and then turned their eyes back to the court, this question is really difficult to answer.

on the pitch.

After Li Dong stopped the ball, a person quickly approached, pushing forward with his strong body on the one hand, and stealing with his feet on the other.

"Here, here. Number 9 shouted as he ran forward.

No. 9, a former international striker, has a wealth of game experience, although he is now in his forties, he still runs very actively, and a few feints can throw off the defenders behind him.

Li Dong saw the opponent's running position, hooked the ball with his right foot and picked it hard, directly past the player who defended him, and flew towards the front of No. 9.

"Good ball!" No. 9 shouted while chasing, at this time he was in front of a flat horse, and the nearest opposing player was also seven or eight meters away, for him, catching up with the ball, and then relying on the speed of the ball to pass, you can pass through the opponent's back line and face the goalkeeper directly.

When he was young, he often did this, 100 meters and 11 seconds was not a joke, even if he ran with the ball, he could run into 12 seconds, and he was also a speed striker back then.

"Ahh

Seeing that he was about to catch up with the ball, he shouted, raised his foot and kicked, "bang", the person passed, the ball did not pass, the football was kicked right on the calf of the defender, a refraction, and flew far away.

“……”

Alas!

There was a sigh at the scene.

At the moment when No. 9 chased the ball just now, at least half of the people in the audience stood up, clenched their fists, and looked at him with nervousness and expectation, hoping that he could stage a good show of scoring the ball, singled out the goalkeeper, and burst into the net, but the result was ......

The so-called greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment, and this should be the truth, and the half of the people who stood up just now sat down again.

No. 9 ran to Li Dong's side and said with a smile, "Good pass, this ball is mine." ”

Li Dong didn't know what to say, well, that's probably why he didn't watch football much.

Just as the two were talking, the British team fought back, with the cooperation of several retired internationals, directly passed the ball to the small penalty area, Hank flicked the ball one by one, easily passed the defender in front of him, and directly faced the goalkeeper one-on-one.

He took two more steps forward, adjusted his posture, and shot his foot in a rage......

Everyone thought so, because Hank did volley, and even the goalkeeper made a save, but the moment the foot hit the ball, the ball did not fly towards the goal, but flew sideways towards Grant on the other side.

The football rolled to Grant's feet again, and this time, Grant was almost faced with an empty goal, because the goalkeeper was on the other side of the goal, and it was too late to run over to block him, so he raised his leg and kicked it, this time, he didn't waste another chance, and the ball rolled into the goal line.

Entered!

6:0!

"Damn!"

The people on the stage scolded directly.

Although this is only a charity game, but so far, the Chinese side has not scored a single goal, and people have scored six goals, even if it is for the British club or stars, I am very depressed at this time.

The vast majority of the fans were silent, with the exception of some Britons who were celebrating and cheering.

"Yay!"

After Grant scored, he opened his arms, ran uncontrollably, hugged his teammates to celebrate, and finally after everyone dispersed, he turned his head to look around, and finally ran back with an excited face, and passed in front of Li Dong.

"Well, as I said, I'm going to kill the cheers with a goal. Grant was smug and clenched his fists in front of Li Dong, a gesture that could be seen as a celebration or a demonstration, "I'll score another goal later." After saying that, he returned to his own half.

Li Dong looked at the other party expressionlessly, staring at the figure of the other party, it doesn't matter if you score, it doesn't matter if you celebrate, but if you run in front of me and show off, that's your mistake.

The tiger is not powerful, you treat me as a sick cat?

Li Dong walked directly to the place where the middle circle served and said to No. 8 Lu Chen, who was about to kick off, "After the kick-off, kick the ball to me." ”

It's better to ask for others than for yourself, judging from the two rounds just now, this star overtime game has to come by himself.

"Okay. Lu Cheng nodded and said, if he were someone else, he would definitely not want to, and he was ready to show it in front of fans and fans.

However, the person who talked to him was Li Dong, the boss of the Oriental Miracle, and he was just a small actor in the entertainment industry, the difference in rank was too big, and he was not a person of the same level at all, so as a small actor, it was better to honestly cooperate with the big guy.

The whistle sounded again, Lu Cheng kicked the ball directly to Li Dong, and then ran forward vigorously, ready to support Boss Li, after all, just kickoff, the opposing players were all concentrated in the opponent's half, and it was impossible to break through by one person, let alone score goals.

And the opposing players, maybe they just scored, or they were six goals ahead, so they looked a little sluggish, and when they saw the ball rolling to Li Dong's feet, they didn't actively scramble, but jogged past, after all, the ball was in the midfield.

Li Dong stopped the ball, glanced lightly in the direction of the goal, looked at the position of the goalkeeper, and then flicked it to the right side, raised his right foot violently, and kicked the football fiercely.

Bang!

That sound, it was like a cannon, and the football was a cannonball, flying directly towards the opponent's goal.

Seeing this scene, the audience was dumbfounded.

What's the situation? Shoot from midfield, and the goalkeeper doesn't stand up to the front.

Is it crazy, or did you give up early?

The opponent's goalkeeper was also stunned, but he quickly reacted, took a small step at his feet, saw the direction where the football was flying, and jumped high to save......

But at the moment when he was about to catch the ball and confiscate it, the football drew a strange arc in the air, as if it had eyes, flew in front of him, directly bypassed him, and flew straight into the dead corner on the other side of the goal.

Swish!

The ball goes into the net.

6:1

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