Chapter Twenty-Seven: Massacre!
It was supposed to be just an amateur game, but now the enthusiasm of the fans is completely ignited!
"Old Pao'er! Old guns! Old guns! The deafening cheers of the fans at the scene made everyone feel like they were watching a heavyweight game, and the madness brought by the old cannon made everyone unbelievable, and the continuous wonderful goals made everyone addicted.
What is happening now doesn't seem real, where is there such a dazzling and good-looking game in ordinary times!
"Xin Baolai is going to be abused out of Xiang! Originally, the referee deliberately favored them, but now it's okay, they can't win anymore if they are directly poured two goals in a row! β
"Xinjiang third, haha, it turns out that this is the case, relying on the help of the referee, stealing chickens is not a loss of rice! After losing so badly, there are still ten minutes left in this game, maybe you will have to concede a goal in a while, and it is very likely that you will lose one or two more. β
"Lao Pao'er is terrible, it looks like he is very likely to reach the final and represent Xinjiang in the finals!"
"This is the real strength of Lao Pao'er, you must know that they are now one less person to play the game! One less person, two balls in a row, not including the ones that were blown off! This strength is going against the sky! Strongly appeal to let Lao Paoer represent the Chinese team in the World Cup! β
The eyes of the fans are bright, and if you can't see the results of such a game, it will be vain for the fans.
Of course, Lao Pao'er is really strong enough to say that Cheng DΓΉ is still able to represent the Chinese team, you know, this is just amateur football! Looking very strong in amateur football, it doesn't mean that it is very strong in the professional arena, there is not much comparison between the two, maybe now watching Lao Paoer play very exciting, but if you play with professional opponents, Lao Paoer may not look so strong! Profession, after all, is a profession!
Of course, Lao Pao'er did show his professionalism in the game, good tactical execution ability and discipline! It's just that other opponents don't know Lao Pao'er at all, which makes Lao Pao'er even more mysterious and powerful!
That's enough! The fans are content!
But the old cannon didn't stop!
His madness continues!
Fans are still annoyed that there is no live goal replay, and when they want to relive the goal just now, Lao Pao'er's fifth goal is here again!
Ling Wubang has succeeded in another high-altitude bombing! The guy defending him was like a headless fly!
5:2οΌ
"One more! One more! "The fans are watching football as a basketball! Is it that easy to score goals? We've already scored five goals, what a concept is it to score again! If there are more than four balls, it can be said to be a massacre, does the old cannon want to slaughter Xin Baolai?
The coach of Xin Baolai couldn't help but squat down and hold his head with both hands.
Yes, even he was defeated, he had no confidence at all, and it can be analyzed from the action of him squatting down and holding his head that his body has no strength and can't even stand steadily!
Zhou Wei just glanced at him coldly, and didn't say anything else, his hands were leisurely in his pockets, and he was about to blow the whistle, but he was not such a high-profile person......
The fans' voices are getting louder and louder, and everyone is looking forward to another one from Lao Pao'er!
There is not much time left in the game, just a few minutes, Xin Baolai's door is full of rumors, chickens and dogs jumping, and the players of Lao Pao'er are all overwhelmed.
Seeing that the game was about to end, Cao Zuyuan suddenly shot a long shot from 30 meters away on the right side!
The ball hangs like a cannonball into the net! The goalkeeper didn't even react to the ball!
Completely confused!
6:2οΌ
Yes, the slaughter is complete!
The fans really guessed it, Lao Pao'er really scored again! It's only been three minutes since the fifth goal!
Toot-toot-toot-toot-
The final whistle is blowing!
The referee seemed to end the whistle early, and he couldn't bear to see the Xin Baolai team being slaughtered, and he was still thinking about taking care of Xin Baolai, but it turned out to be like this!
Even he couldn't stand it, after blowing the whistle at the end of the game, he actually forgot that the ball was coming back, and walked directly to the players' tunnel, maybe he also had too many thoughts in his heart!
The players of the old guns hugged each other wildly and celebrated the victory to the fullest under the cheers of the fans.
Zhou Wei saw Meng Hu walking out of the court with a black face from a distance, and Zhang Xia behind him hurriedly followed, looking like he was really about to explode.
A team that aims to hit the national finals actually fell on the threshold of the top 32, which is too far from the original goal, and everyone will be angry! It's even ridiculous, not to mention that the opponent who eliminated it is actually a little-known team!
This battle has completely exposed Lao Pao'er's true strength, and I believe that in the following games, the opponent's opinion of Lao Pao'er will completely change, and there will never be any luck again, of course, Lao Pao'er and Zhou Wei will encounter more problems!
"It's so strong!!!"
With a snap, Qin Su suddenly jumped out from behind Zhou Wei, and slapped Zhou Wei on the shoulder, a beautiful face was as fresh as a cherry, and he looked very excited.
"I was scared to death just now, I thought you would lose, but I didn't expect it to be this score! It's so crazy that I can't help but scream. β
After speaking, Qin Su gave a thumbs up again, "You guys are really strong, very strong!" β
"Needless to say? Of course they are strong. Zhou Wei took a step forward and walked into the field as he spoke, "I still have something to do, so I won't chat with you." β
He's not a player who goes to the old guns, he's an opponent......
There were also a few Xin Baolai players sitting on the turf with their heads buried, apparently frustrated to the extreme.
Zhou Wei knows all of these people, and they are all former teammates.
Although as an opponent, after all, the friendship is still there.
He's just too emotional......
It's been ten years, in fact, where is there any friendship, if there is, I was in prison back then, so I came to see it once or twice, but I haven't been.
But even so, Zhou Wei planned to step forward to comfort him.
"Two flies, are you alright?" This is nonsense, how can it be okay!
"It's just a game, don't be too depressed."
Erfei raised his head slightly, and saw that it was Zhou Wei, his expression was a little stiff, he didn't expect Zhou Wei to come to comfort him. This scene is a bit weird, if it's normal for friends to greet each other, but a friend who hasn't seen him for ten years suddenly squats down and pats himself on the shoulder, and then comforts him, which is really weird.
"Wei ...... viagra ...... "The second fly is even a little incoherent, in fact, to be honest, in the original team, many people owe Zhou Wei a little favor, it was the fight, and the final result was that everyone was fine, and only Zhou Wei carried it alone......