The speed of the football shuttled through the air very fast, and the sound of wind sounded in Carlos's ears.

Entered!

The referee blew the whistle, the ball was valid, and Arsenal scored a free kick, and the score was 1-0, and Arsenal took the lead.

Gunners fans tugged at their jerseys and flags and shouted incessantly, as if to pour out all their enthusiasm.

The commentator's voice brought excitement, "Congratulations to Arsenal, 20 minutes of free kick at home, shot by the striker's header, now the situation is very unfavorable for Barcelona, Arsenal only needs to maintain the score lead, can enter the quarterfinals of the season, let's continue to look forward to what surprises Arsenal will bring us in Highbury." ”

The camera pans to Arsene Wenger, who calls the player back and gestures to the fans.

Carlos's side face flickered from the screen, but the concentrating Su Qingjia could see it clearly in front of the TV.

There was a rich gray in his eyes, the blonde hair cast a shadow in front of his eyebrows, and the whole process of the header just now continued to be played on the screen, and every detail was infinitely magnified, and Su Qingjia felt empty in his heart.

As the game continued, Arsenal took a more conservative stance, with a lot less attacking and Barcelona starting to press hard and all the players understood that they had to fight hard.

Carlos began to run desperately, his blonde hair was blown out of the shade, and the camera gave him a number of crucial tackles.

However, Arsenal's defensive formation was almost perfect, and Barcelona were never able to get effective scoring opportunities.

The intense pace of the game made the crowd excited, and Rijkaard never moved on the field, like a pine and cypress standing on turf.

Carlos actively passed the ball to his teammates in an attempt to break out of the encirclement.

The captain is Barcelona's strongest attacker, and Carlos is also the most tacit with him, but as soon as the captain gets the ball, Arsenal will immediately be surrounded by many people, even if the captain has excellent dribbling and passing, it will not help.

Minute by minute, until the eightieth minute, God did not forget Barca.

Arsenal wrapped up the captain, Carlos found the opportunity and cut forward sharply.

He was fast, so fast that Arsenal hadn't reacted yet, and his figure was already close.

Like the best cheetah on the grassland, the red and blue bastard stood up from the stands and watched his every move.

The captain saw his excellent running position and did not hesitate, he subconsciously made a judgment of a long pass.

Carlos runs with the ball before the strikers catch up.

His jersey had been soaked several times, wet and dried by the wind, and continued to wet when it was dry, his figure on TV was constantly tracked by the camera, and his blonde hair seemed to shine with diamonds on the vast green field.

Carlos stopped and shot, but the goalkeeper couldn't make a save.

Barcelona finally scored and equalized!

"The number 23 midfielder from Barcelona scored a goal for Barcelona in the 81st minute of the match, God, thank him for his golden goal to save Barça, who were still teetering on the brink of death. The score was 1-1 on the field, the two sides were drawn, and it will be interesting to see if the two sides can break through each other's defense in the final time. ”

Carlos opened his arms to the stands after the shot, hugged the fans, and then made a move he had never done before.

He put the first three fingers of his hands together and moved them to his chest, making a gesture of love.

The camera focused on the seventeen-year-old, who was clearly visible on television by viewers around the world.

Carlos laughed and gasped, his violent running causing him to lose quite a bit of his body, and his calf tingled a little during the collision.

But he still smiled brightly, with sweet honey in his deep dimples, and a sparkle in his blue-gray eyes, and even his messy blonde hair did not affect his handsomeness in the slightest.

His chest was beating violently, and his heart was radiating heat with his gestures and black tattoos.

Su Qingjia felt as if her heart was about to jump out, as if there were sweet roses nourishing and growing in her heart, and from such a long distance, she seemed to be able to hear the teenager say "TEAMO".

It was St. George's Day last April, and the boy gave her a flower ball in a special way, and when she held this precious gift, the boy also showed her the same love on his chest.

As if spring had arrived, in the freezing Philadelphia, Su Qingjia seemed to see the wicker budding, the grass growing and the warbler flying, and the endless bright colors spreading throughout the world.

It rained rose petals in my memory.

The game went on and went into a tough extra time.

Running down in the second half, the body consumption was very large, and the coach was not very satisfied with the performance of some players, both sides had substitutions, and in this fateful overtime, Rijkaard did not replace Carlos, and he had high hopes for this youth player.

He hopes that this game can make Barcelona break through and Carlos can also make a breakthrough.

The juvenile's table is worth the risk he takes.

At the beginning of extra time, Arsenal no longer maintained a defensive posture, and the high level of pressing unfolded between the two sides, and the battle line was wide open.

After the vigorous running, the tempo began to slow down, and the main forces of both sides showed fatigue, and the running was slowly decreasing.

Carlos felt his legs as heavy as lead, and with every meter he ran away, his heart was overloaded, his lips became a little pale, and his handsome face was covered with sweat.

Highbury is a standard pitch for the game, and Carlos has run back and forth on such a pitch for an unknown number of times, but never once has he ever been tired like this.

The green turf stretched far beyond the borders of almost forever, the white lines curving in front of his eyes, and the rolling soccer ball made it impossible for him to find a contact.

He's so tired, really tired.

The running on the field continued, and the enthusiasm of the audience showed no signs of dissipating, but he really couldn't move.

The ball passed past him, and Carlos struggled to muster his strength and reached out to make a tackle, but the ball still didn't change direction.

Carlos missed the opportunity and fell the turf.

Su Qingjia's heart seemed to have been hit hard, and it hurt terribly.

And Rijkaard's heart in the coach's seat was in his throat, the water glass was pinched by him and was about to be deformed, he was numb from his feet, he wanted to rush up and pull Carlos up, but he had no choice but to watch from the sidelines.

The defender helped him up, Carlos stood up on the ground, and then waved his hand to the defender that he was not injured.

When he fell, Arsenal had already passed directly into the Barcelona penalty area and shot -

The goalkeeper didn't miss a mistake this time and he got the ball back with his elbow.

The Barcelona winger passed the ball directly, and the tacit pass allowed the captain to get the ball, and the battle-hardened captain lived up to everyone's expectations, wearing the gear of Arsenal's left forward, and the ball was divided into the half.

The armbands shine brightly on the pitch with all the expectations of the red and blue fans, and the captain, who has poor English, uses his best to show the Premier League giants how strong he is.

Arsenal quickly organised the packs, they moved quickly, the camp was perfect, and the captain was once again trapped, trying to maintain his possession, looking for a breakthrough in the subtleties.

Carlos touched the tattoo on his chest, looked up at the big screen, and made a run that exhilarated the manager.

The angle he was looking for was ingenious, "Here! ”

The shout was heavenly, and the captain slammed his body into the Arsenal player, leaving him with no choice but to pass the ball to Carlos! The closest team member to him is still in the encirclement.

The ball came out with a very fast speed, and Carlos crossed it, shaking off the angle-

He didn't run anymore, and under everyone's gaze, he hit a world wave!

Effective goal, Barcelona score another point!

The referee whistled and announced the end of overtime.

In extra time, the number 23 Carlos scored again, and he contributed two goals for Barcelona in this game, and in the quarter-finals, Barcelona faced Arsenal and Barcelona advanced. This is the hero of the red and blue fans and the pride of Barça. ”

"Let's look back at the game." The voice of the narrator rang in Carlos's ears, and he wiped the sweat from his face and ran from the green field to the sidelines.

The red and blue souls who came from afar were all cheered up, applauding the hero who had saved Barcelona, tears sliding down their cheeks, and their throats were dry, but all this could not stop them from continuing to shout for their heroes.

Carlos looked up at the fans who were standing up, then lowered his head, his left hand and right hand facing each other, and made a gesture of love on his left chest, and the audience was even more excited, and the roof of Highbury was almost overturned by them.

A fan wanted to climb over the fence, but was stopped by the security guard, and he said excitedly: "Let me hug him, let me go see Carlos." ”

The little golden retriever kept his hands on his chest and started running, and he circled the fence to all the cameras in his celebratory gesture.

It was the closest place to centrifuge, and the fans made their love gestures and shouted at him.

Philadelphia has already revealed the whiteness of the fish's belly, and Su Qingjia is crying silently in front of the TV with a blanket.

This is her boy, who turned the tide in a life-and-death game, and he was so small and so huge on the court.

He seems to have the strength of Wan Jun in his body, which can carry all crises.

The camera keeps on him, or he keeps showing his movements to the camera.

His blonde hair jumped with sweat, and his resolute side face was as perfect as a knife, but his movements were so gentle, his thumb, index finger, and middle finger facing each other, and the rest of his fingers were bent to circle a perfect heart.

In this way, her boy is declaring to the world that his love will not change.

The sweaty jersey made it impossible for her to see the string of tattoos, but she could see it clearly in her heart.

Su Qingjia's tears kept falling, she looked at the teenager who stopped running and panted in front of the last camera, stretched out her hand, and looked at the TV, and also showed love.

In a tournament watched by more than 100 million fans around the world, the gesture seemed to be frozen for eternity.

The voice of the narrator came from the speaker: "Barcelona No.23 made another gesture of love after the goal, the meaning of this gesture is not yet known, but it seems that the youngster is very fond of his celebration, let's congratulate Carlos again. Ruvio scored two golden goals for Barcelona at Highbury. ”