Only one person knew best what Leon had done.

Francisco José Parada looks at the football he kicks out and hangs straight into the net!

Watch the net shake.

Parada was a little dazed, at this time, his first reaction was not to celebrate the goal, but to subconsciously look at the sidelines.

When he was hesitating just now, he heard Li Ang's roar, and it was completely subconscious, and he completed this powerful long-range shot!

And then the ball went in!

He himself was looking for goals in the first half, he worked hard, he really worked hard and wanted to score, but he was intercepted by the opponent again and again, and he didn't even take the chance.

Now, the guy has disciplined himself, and the guy says he's not decisive enough, that he's being cool. Also threaten yourself.

Now, listen to that guy and shoot with your feet, and the ball goes in!

The young man's mind is a little messed up right now.

He was ashamed that he had subconsciously listened to Leon's roar just now, which was a kind of rebellious psychology of the big boy.

Of course, there is also the joy of the goal! Is this goal beautiful? Of course it is beautiful, it is a very wonderful long-range shot! Isn't this the beautiful goal that he Parada has been pursuing? Although it is not the kind of goal that has been scored after many people, but such a beautiful long-range shot also has her beauty!

And there's a kind of confusion, is he really wrong, that guy is so right! That guy is really good?! What does he let himself do, let himself do it, and this is the goal?!

This child is now joyful, unwilling, and confused.

Then he was hugged by some of the players who came over to celebrate.

They slapped Parlada on the shoulder and shouted praise for how beautiful the goal was.

On the sidelines, the cheers of the fans rang out at this time, and they put down the question mark for the time being, cheering happily for the goal.

It was a goal from Parada, who they supported and supported, and it was a beautiful goal.

"Parada, you are the best. ”

"This ball is beautiful, Parada!"

"Well done!"

Of course, there are still some fans who praise Pallada, but they have not forgotten the purpose of their visit today, and they have begun to lash out at Leon.

"Chinese, you see, this is Parada! This is his strength!"

"Chinese, get out of Mareo!"

"Our Parada needs a better coach!"

However, at this time, other fans with different opinions spoke.

Dros Samartini Badercure pointed to the dugout on one side of the field and shouted to his teammates, "Why don't you see the credit for the coach?"

"What credit can he have?" shouted the fan who lashed out at Leon the most.

"Harvey, you're blind. Badricure said angrily, "We all saw the coach call Parada over and then go back to the pitch and Parada scored. ”

"That doesn't mean he has the credit for the goal! Javi Gradero said.

"I just heard the Chinese shout to shoot, and then Parada shot. A voice said weakly.

"Shut up, Kudch!" Javi Gradro shouted at his brother.

Kudchi Gradro didn't dare to argue with his brother and lowered his head, this is a somewhat timid child, if it weren't for his brother Javi Gradro who has always protected him, he would definitely be bullied by others.

Badricure was delighted, and he turned to Kudchi Gladero and asked, "Kudchi, when you say that, I also think I heard it just now, but I didn't pay attention." ”

"I didn't hear it. Javi Gradero said.

"Pretend you can't hear it. Badr Kure sneered.

Gradero and Badelcure were obviously the two leaders of the group, and when they had a disagreement, everyone else came over and persuaded them to stop arguing, watch the game, watch the game.

Meanwhile, Manuel Arango, who was in the stands, got up from his seat at the sight of the goal, swung his fist hard, and was stimulated by the bastard for most of the game, and now finally let out a bad breath.

The president of the Orrense club, Mr. Andrews Pique Romaginhos, looked a little angry and frustrated, and he scolded the team's defence.

There is a saying that I am even happier to see you so unhappy.

Old Arango was in such a mood at this time, like drinking half a glass of cold beer on a hot day, moaning comfortably from the spleen and lungs to the pores.

He also deliberately extended his hand to the frustrated Orrense chair Andrews Pique Romaginhos, "What a pity, Mr. Andrews Pique Romaginhos. "It was a really good game." ”

The expression on Mr. Andrews Pique's Romaquinhos face was even more embarrassed, and his hand was stretched out in the air. Neither is the grip, nor is the receiving.

Well done!

Mr. President of Sporting Gijón applauded in his heart.

On the pitch, the players of Sporting Gijón were still celebrating the goal, and they knew that it was a hard-won goal.

The tactics developed by the manager were like this, the whole team served Parada and let Parada score.

Although this will make the players feel more or less uncomfortable, why should we all serve that guy, who never thought he was part of the collective!

Yes, the other players weren't stupid, they could sense that Parada's mind wasn't here.

But at this moment, when Parada scored, the other players forgot about the unhappiness and they were genuinely happy!

They are different from Parada, they are the most well-established Sporting Gijón academy players, and they have feelings for the team. Coupled with the stimulation and education of Li Ang's touching words, the whole team can now be said to be united and determined to play well!

At this time, this goal released everyone's long-suppressed emotions.

It's been a long time since I've been excited!

Parada was surrounded by people who congratulated the goal, it was a smile and congratulations from the heart.

This is something that Parada rarely feels when he comes to Sporting Gijón, and at this moment, this young man also has an inexplicable emotion in his heart, which seems to be very good.

After all, it's a young person, and in fact, there are not so many crooked thoughts, and it's still relatively easy to be moved.

It was at this time that someone stole the show.

Mr. Sporting Gijón B head coach rushed into the pitch and shouted loudly.

"Listen to me!

The players heard someone shouting, and they didn't pay attention at first, and then they heard the roar, "Listen to me, little guys!"

This time they realized that the person who shouted was the coach, because only the coach was qualified to call them 'little ones'.

Then they were shocked, how could the coach rush into the field?

Everyone looked at the coach, and there was a light in the eyes of many of the players, and they were now starting to believe in the coach. It's not about words, it's about coaching, it's about scoring goals.

PS: Second update.