After the football rolled into the goal of the second team, it was entangled in the net and could not move.

Hulay himself stumbled and nearly fell to the ground due to the stabbing action, but in the end he managed to keep his balance and struggled to the sideline.

This time he didn't turn around again to try to greet his team-mates, and no one would come up to celebrate with him anyway.

He was right, and when he went to celebrate the goal, his team-mates behind him were really indifferent.

They looked at Hulai's back in a daze, their minds full of question marks.

This kid's luck is too good, right?

Receiving the ball twice in a row unmarked, it was no difficult to score such a goal......

Why didn't we show up there?!

Hulai's good fortune makes them envious, jealous, hateful, and painful.

For example, Li Zhiqun is very painful.

He sat down on the ground with his hands pinching the muscles of his right thigh with a painful expression — he felt the muscles at the base of his thigh strained.

Then he saw Hulai score twice, and all at once his injuries worsened, and he was in even more pain, so painful that he could barely breathe.

God! How can you do that?!

He stared at Hulai and breathed fire - this was my chance! You thief, you stole my goal!

He didn't care that it was actually he who didn't kick the ball first, so he gave Hulai the opportunity to pick up the leak in front of the goal.

He only felt that there was a fire in his chest, and it was about to explode.

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The reaction from the stands to Hulay's second goal remained lukewarm, and there were no big cheers as he ran to the corner flag to celebrate.

It's more about Hu Lai stepping on shit twice in a row.

"Luck!"

It was Song Jiajia who heard the most in the stands.

But now Song Jiajia doesn't think so anymore, he shook his head in disbelief, and said to himself: "I didn't expect that kid to really have the talent to play football......"

Li Qingqing smiled beside him.

One goal can also show luck, but what about two goals that are exactly the same?

If it had been pure luck, Hulay should not have come to play, he should have bought a lottery ticket, and he would have reached the peak of his life long ago.

That's his talent, his ability.

She remembers the first time she met Hulai in that secret base, and Hulai told her: "Actually, I'm a point-grabbing striker, and shooting is what I do best." ”

At that time, she thought that Hu Lai was making excuses for not being able to get past her, and of course Hu Lai must have been making excuses at that time.

But he was fooled by him, he is really a point-grabbing striker!

Thinking of this, she glanced at her father.

She didn't know if her father had noticed something different about Hulai, but she hoped that he would notice, maybe...... Maybe it's really possible to recruit him into the team without exception?

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Li Ziqiang stood on the sidelines, his eyes also falling on the figure who was celebrating the goal alone.

I've scored two goals, and if I still don't pay attention, I'll be a coach in vain.

He looked down at the notebook in his hand and linked the man's number and name together.

Hulai.

The man who was given a zero by him for positional offensive and defensive duties.

In fact, when Hu Lai scored the first goal, Li Ziqiang really thought that Hu Lai was just lucky-except for Li Qingqing, who was dedicated to Hu Lai and had been observing Hu Lai, it was a normal reaction for normal people to think that Hu Lai scored goals by luck.

But after scoring twice in a row in the same way, it's hard to say that people just scored by luck.

It's understandable for ordinary fans and people watching the excitement to say this, but as a professional football coach, if you say the same, it is really an insult to your professionalism.

Li Ziqiang doesn't think that Hu Lai relied on two shit luck to score twice.

He was in a big space for those two goals, but why was he the only one who could be there, and why couldn't anyone else see it and run away?

Is it luck?

Maybe.

But Li Ziqiang prefers to think that there should be some inevitable connection between these two goals that look exactly the same and seem to have gone through shit luck.

The inevitable connection is that only Hulay can see the fatal void and be there at the right time.

The left wing-back has a very good nose in front of goal.

It's just that......

Li Ziqiang looked down at the scoring criteria behind Hu Lai's name in the notebook.

Performance of the level of tactical awareness...... Have it? So far, I can't see it. The ability to grab points in front of goal is excellent, and it does not mean that the level of tactical awareness is outstanding.

Not to mention the positional responsibilities, he is a left-back and now he is playing more and more like a striker.

The use of technical actions in confrontation situations can also score zero points, both goals were scored without physical confrontation, and when there is physical confrontation, he has nothing to show for performance.

The style of play and the state of mind...... It seems like it's slightly better, but it's only better.

It can be said that this man is simply nothing but has an excellent sense of smell in front of the door.

What is the use of such a person, even if he is recruited into the school team?

He shook his head imperceptibly.

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Li Zhiqun's injury was only discovered when the game was about to restart, before everyone patronized and shocked by Hu Lai's shit luck, even if someone saw Li Zhiqun sitting on the ground with a painful face, they thought that he was in pain because Hu Lai scored a goal - everyone could see before the game that the relationship between Li Zhiqun and Hu Lai did not seem to be very good.

It wasn't until the game was about to start that the players of the first team returned to their own half, but Li Zhiqun was still sitting in front of the second team's goal and did not get up, and everyone found out that he was injured, and it was the kind of injury that could not continue to continue the game.

In the end, Li Zhiqun was supported by Yan Yan and limped off the field.

He walked reluctantly, turning back one step at a time, and wandering at a time in five steps.

He couldn't bear it.

The test wasn't over yet, he hadn't scored yet, he was just off.

Unwilling!

He looked back at the court.

Then Hulai appeared in his field of vision.

The boy was waving at him.

Good bye!

His mouth is like this......

Bastard!

Li Zhiqun clenched his fists and struggled excitedly.

Yan Yan, the deputy captain who was supporting him, hurriedly comforted him: "Okay, okay, I know you are reluctant." But now that you're hurt, go down and don't be too strong......"

Li Zhiqun was very depressed: Am I reluctant to compete? I'm going to go up and beat that bastard!

In the end, he still couldn't break free from Yan Yan's hands and was helped off the field.

Li Zhiqun, who was sitting on the sidelines, looked at Hu Lai in a daze, remembering what the kid had said to him before the game.

Li Zhiqun, it's going to be a game in a while, you're dangling here now, and you don't warm up, so you're not afraid of getting injured or something during the game?

I didn't expect to be hit by this kid, he was really injured!

He wanted to get back on the pitch and go to Hulai. As a result, as soon as he tried to get up, there was a pulling pain in the muscles at the base of his thighs, which made him grin and sit back again.

What the hell did I do wrong, and you're going to do this to me, God?!