Chapter 22: Shit Luck?

Hulai stared at the ball in the goal in a daze - he didn't expect to score a goal himself. After all, he had run into the open several times before, but not once did he receive the ball, let alone form a shot.

It was the first goal of his career!

Coming to his senses, he ran towards the corner flag and after a few steps he turned and waved to his team-mates, imitating the pros and wanting to celebrate the goal with his teammates.

But his teammates were indifferent to his warm invitation, and no one came up to celebrate with him.

Hulai himself didn't seem to be very surprised by this situation, maybe he was used to it, anyway, seeing that no one was coming, he turned around and opened his arms and continued to run towards the corner flag area, cheering as he ran, and enjoying himself.

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"Damn! What shit luck! Li Zhiqun in front of the second team smacked unhappily, and the football was in the goal in front of him.

In his opinion, Hulai's ball was hit by great luck.

Normally, this low flat kick to the front point will not fly to the back of the goal in any way.

In fact, this ball was simply a mistake in the front point and flew to the back.

And the probability of this kind of mistake is too low, even if the person who cleared the siege is asked to kick it ten times, I am afraid it will not be repeated even once.

So the football flew to the back point by mistake, just in time for Hulai to catch up at the back point.

As for why Hu Lai appeared there, Li Zhiqun didn't care, because this kid had been running around blindly, or was he lucky enough to run away.

The blind cat still has a time to bump into a dead mouse.

But that's the end of your boy's good fortune!

Li Zhiqun looked at Hu Lai's figure from a distance and said secretly in his heart.

Behind him, the players who reacted also said: "This kid is so lucky!" ”

"This missed ...... Gee! ”

"Well, how come I wasn't so lucky?!"

It's not just the players of the first team who are making this feeling, but also the second team. They looked at the figure with teeth and claws, envious and jealous - how could such a good thing fall on that person's head?!

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Li Qingqing, who watched the whole scene from the stands, was happy for Hu Lai's goal, because this goal confirmed her previous suspicion of Hu Lai - it is not that he is not talented, but his talent has never been discovered.

Just when Li Qingqing was happy about Hu Lai's goal, she suddenly heard the discussion around her.

"Wow, that guy was so lucky to score goals like this!"

"Yes, yes! Who would have thought that football would fly over like that......"

"I watched someone kick the soccer ball out, and I don't know why the soccer ball turned around and flew over......"

Hearing such a discussion, the smile on Li Qingqing's face disappeared, and she sighed in her heart.

It seems that the vast majority of people think that Hulai is just a goal scored by luck.

Of course, it seems that there was a strong element of luck in Hulay's goal, giving the illusion that "if I were there, I could have scored".

But the question is that there are so many people in the penalty area in a team, why did Hulai appear in that space in the end?

"That...... Li Qingqing. Song Jiajia leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Is Hu Lai's ball really shit luck?" ”

Li Qingqing glanced at Song Jiajia, and then shook his head very firmly: "It's not luck, this is what I said about Hu Lai's talent." ”

Hearing Li Qingqing say this, Song Jiajia turned her head to look at Hu Lai.

When Li Qingqing said that Hu Lai was talented, Song Jiajia looked teasing, but now when he looked at the figure on the field again, the expression on his face was much more serious.

"It looks like he is running aimlessly, with no rules, but in fact he can run to the right position every time, and I think Hulai probably didn't know he had such an ability, it was completely instinctive, a talent." Li Qingqing continued. 'He didn't score before because his team-mates didn't trust him and didn't pass the ball to him.

"And after he scores, will those people pass the ball to him?" Song Jiajia asked.

Li Qingqing thought of the reaction of his teammates after Hu Lai's goal, and shook his head: "I'm afraid it still won't." ”

"Why?" Song Jiajia was a little anxious in her tone.

"Because they all think Hulay just scored a goal by walking shit. After all, Hulai's ball does look like luck. ”

Song Jiajia didn't speak, but just locked her eyes on Hu Lai.

Although there was only one person, his table mate celebrated with great devotion – he ran to the corner flag area, spread his arms, leaned back, raised his head slightly, and closed his eyes as if listening to the fans chanting his name.

In fact, no one called out his name. There was some reflexive cheering after the goal, but it was over quickly, and the momentum after his goal was far from that of Luo Kai's.

After Luo Kai scored, Song Jiajia was surrounded by screams that almost punctured his eardrums, and now all he could hear was "Shit luck, right?" "Good luck!" "This man is so lucky!" "Invincible character!" "Did you help the old lady cross the street when you went to school?" Such a chatter.

He glanced back at the chattering crowd, showed a disdainful expression, and snorted in his heart: You balls are blind and know what a fart! Luck only favors the talented!

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As Li Qingqing said, after the restart of the game, Hulai's situation did not improve much because of this goal.

Because his team-mates thought his goal was nothing more than luck.

Even if Huley could always run into the air, the football would not be passed to him.

Li Zhiqun is very positive.

Hulai has scored, which makes him feel the pressure, he can't really be compared to Hulai, right?

Even if Hu Lai's goal was shit luck, Li Zhiqun was not reconciled.

He kept signaling his teammates to pass the ball to him.

But it didn't work.

He still didn't get on the scoresheet.

This made Li Zhiqun very depressed - why am I not as lucky as Hulai's kid? Why didn't the opportunity to pick up the leak just now appear in front of me?!

His running was not inactive, but no matter how he ran, there was no chance like Hulai's.

Is that kind of shit luck hard to come by?

But thinking about it makes Li Zhiqun even more unhappy - why can people like Hu Lai have such good luck, but I don't!?

He was ruthless.

Once again, a team attacked from the flanks and the ball was passed sideways.

Li Zhiqun accelerated to the landing point, but he was still followed by the defenders of the second team, and he had little chance to stop the football and adjust it, and he himself knew this, so he planned to shoot directly.

He rounded his right leg and pumped it towards the speeding ball.

But he didn't play football.

Li Zhiqun had a problem in judging the landing point of the football, and he kicked it empty with full strength!

The soccer ball scurried between his legs.

Although he didn't kick the football, he managed to shake the defender behind him, so the defender didn't touch the football.

He also shook the goalkeeper who came to block the shot, his body shook, and he almost fell to the ground, but the football did not fly over, but crossed in front of his eyes!

Then he saw Hulai who appeared in the football landing point!

The goalkeeper's eyes widened, and he almost blurted out an English sentence: How old are you?!

How are you again!

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Hulai saw that Li Zhiqun went to the front point with the defenders, and the back point was empty, so he naturally ran up.

As a result, the football was like a hound that heard his whistle, obediently sprang out of the bushes, ran to him and wagged his tail constantly, trying to interact with his master.

When Hulai saw the football rolling over, he didn't care about thinking too much, it was completely the instinctive reaction of his body that made him stretch out his foot and stab it!

The football rolled into the second team's goal for the second time.