"Ryoko, how are you?"

"Ryoko, are you alright?"

In front of the National Olympic goal line, almost everyone gathered around Ou Chuliang. Even Ronaldo, who took the opportunity to replenish his water, stood behind Li Ming, who was kneeling on the ground, and looked at Ou Chuliang in Zhang Jihua's arms with a worried expression.

"Fatty, why did you coax the ball in midfield just now?" Yang Chen came to Qu Shengqing's side, his face a little dissatisfied.

Yang Chen is an attacking midfielder, but he was almost invisible in attack throughout the game, as he has been interspersed with wiring in the defensive end. So although he didn't show his face much throughout the game, Ladd still left him on the pitch at halftime.

Qu Shengqing glanced at Yang Chen, and said angrily: "I'm afraid of death." ”

"Damn, people in the Northeast are also afraid of death?" Yang Chen didn't want to stir up trouble, but Qu Shengqing's attitude in replying to him made his originally low mood irritable, and he went back without thinking about it.

"QNMD, what are you beeping for?" Qu Shengqing took a step forward and was with Yang Chen.

Seeing this, Yu Hewei on the side hurriedly ran over and pulled the two apart.

"Old Yang, what the fat man said is right! I was not far away just now, and the posture of No. 6 on the opposite side was like trying to eat people, who would dare to defend it? I don't dare to step forward! ”

"Minato! Yang Chen glared at Qu Shengqing again, but finally didn't say the last word "seed". He also knows very well that there is no good end to fighting Carlos. Peng Weijun was replaced by Yu Weijun in midfield because his left ear was completely red and swollen from Carlos' free kick, which not only affected his hearing, but also affected his balance.

Carlos's long-range heavy artillery, who would dare to block it in this case except for Ou Chuliang, who can use his hands?

But this time it's a big deal!

Carlos's heavy cannon hit Ochulian on the chin, a position that might be...

Thinking of the white patches scattered by the X-rays, Yang Chen couldn't help but feel palpitations.

"Click!"

Just when Yang Chen was thinking wildly, a crisp bone sound suddenly sounded in front of the National Olympic Gate.

"Phew! it, Carlos almost didn't kick me over! ”

Ou Chuliang pushed away the team doctor's hands and spat a few mouthfuls of bloody foam into the goal.

"Ryoko, how are you?"

"It's okay, blood from my lips." Ou Chuliang sipped it with the back of his hand, and after finding that the gloves were stained with blood, he took off the gloves again, put his upper lip on his lips, and said with the wind: "Cauldron, Jieli, Jieli!" ”

Looking at the wound on Ou Chuliang's upper lip, which was nearly a centimeter long, the eyelids of the team doctor holding the medical kit jumped.

"Why are you still stunned? Hurry up and stop the bleeding! ”

At the urging of colleagues on the side, the team's medical swab rubbed on it, but it couldn't be stopped.

"Give me a few pieces, I'll hold them myself."

Hearing Ou Chuliang's order, the team doctor was stunned for a moment, and then took a few balls of cotton from the cotton swab and stuffed it into Ou Chuliang's mouth.

"Ou Chuliang, are you okay like this?"

Ou Chuliang adjusted the position of the cotton ball with his tongue and shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

"Ou Chuliang is standing up again!" On the screen, Huang Jianxiang's voice of relief came again.

After a simple treatment by the team doctor, Ou Chuliang, who had just been hit in the face by the ball, stood up again.

"Brother Huang, where did you kick this ball just now? Why can't I see it? In the living room, Xiaowei subconsciously stretched his head forward and stared at the screen tightly.

Since the camera did not give the near angle at this time, the fans in front of the TV couldn't see the blush at the corners of Ou Chuliang's mouth, nor could they see the bulging lips in front of his gums.

"Get out of the way!"

Just when Xiao Wei wanted to take a closer look, a loud shout suddenly came from behind him.

When I turned my head, I just saw the angry eyes of the white squad leader. Xiao Wei was so frightened that he quickly shrank his head and returned to his original position in a gloomy manner.

"Squad leader, you..."

"Shut up! Watch the ball! Don't talk! ”

Huang Wu was suddenly dumbfounded by the yelling, and he also lowered his head and sat honestly in his seat. Even Father Huang swallowed and foamed at the mouth and straightened his back.

Island Country, Nakata Hidetoshi, who knelt down on the mat again, held a mirror in his left hand, covered his face with his right hand, and muttered to himself: "Osan, although your ball skills are better than mine, but from now on, I will not have no place to compare with you!" ”

Yumi Nakata looked at Ou Chuliang on the screen, and then at Hideshou Nakata, who looked intoxicated, and couldn't help but remind softly: "Ernie-chan, Ou Jun's face was just kicked by a ball, and your face has been kicked more than ten times, and it is still not kicked through the football..."

When Ou Chuliang stood up again, all the Olympic fans breathed a sigh of relief. Grandpa Ou sat on the rosewood chair, blowing his beard and glaring.

"Good guy, he's going to kick our family Chu Liang badly, I'm just fighting for justice with this old bone! Hum! I'll call that unfilial son of mine later, and ask him to stop shipping from Brazil..."

Although Ou Chuliang got back on his feet, the game still had to go on.

Looking at the little time left, the players on both sides took out an indomitable posture and fought together again.

Rad did not hesitate anymore and played substitution cards one after another.

first replaced Zhu Qi with Yao Xia, and then replaced Li Xiaopeng with Shen Si.

In the 88th minute, Brazil took a corner kick from the left side, and Ou Chuliang flew out and knocked the ball out of the penalty area with a single fist.

However, I don't know if it was interfered by the other team members, or if Ou Chuliang didn't jump completely. The spinning ball hit the back of Ou Chuliang's right fist, so the ball did not fly straight forward out of the penalty area, but flew diagonally for a short distance, smashed directly on the line of the big penalty area, and bounced outward.

The goalkeeper clears the corner, and the other players must rush out of the penalty area as soon as possible.

The ball cleared by Ou Chuliang just fell in front of Qu Shengqing, and the fat man just wanted to catch up with the ball and clear the siege, but suddenly found that Carlos, who was carrying the No. 6 golden armor, had already started at some point, and was striding with his legs to meet the ball.

"Damn, he's going to again?"

In an instant, Carlos's heavy cannon replayed in Qu Shengqing's mind. Every time the cannon was fired, he would tremble all over his body.

Is this a human being? It's a head animal!

Just as Qu Shengqing was about to dodge, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind: a young Red Army soldier, standing straight in front of the pillbox, took the enemy's steel cannonball with his face.

When fantasy and reality were combined, the blood in Qu Shengqing's body was instantly ignited.

"Go TMLGBD!"

"Let Lao Tzu make way for you, how old are you?"

"Twenty years later, Lao Tzu is still a good man!"

"Ahhhhh!!hh

Rumble!!!

A sudden explosion sounded in front of the right front of the National Olympic penalty area, and the volume was even louder than popcorn!

"Fat !!" Ou Chuliang let out an exclamation.

As soon as Ou Chuliang turned around after clearing the siege and landing, he saw Qu Shengqing's foot hit the ball hard, and on the other side of the ball, it was Carlos's black leather foot.

In the next second, Qu Shengqing's body began to fall backwards, and less than a second later, the No. 11 fighter of the National Olympic Games fell to the grass, covering his right leg, his face full of pain.

The ball was quickly kicked forward by Yao Xia, who was close at hand, and went out of bounds near the halfway line.

At this time, the National Olympic team members didn't care where the ball was kicked, and they rushed up one by one and gathered around Qu Shengqing.

"Fat man, how are you?"

"Damn, fatty, are you stupid? Dare to fight Carlos? ”

"Fatty, man, I'll serve you!"

In an exclamation, the team doctor of the National Olympic Games hurried on the field again. This time, after inspecting Qu Shengqing's swollen ankles and calves, they shook their heads and took a new stretcher.

"Liangzi, your fat brother did his best, and the rest will be left to you." Seeing Ou Chuliang by his side, Qu Shengqing barely squeezed out a smile.

Qu Shengqing's body had been flattened, and his right leg was still twitching regularly, but looking at his appearance, it seemed that he couldn't detect it at all. Or rather, he has long since lost sensation in his right leg.

"Brother Qu, don't worry, I will definitely guard the gate of the National Olympics for the rest of the time!" After Ou Chuliang finished speaking, he stood in place, put his right hand in front of his forehead, and shook his index and middle fingers at Qu Shengqing. This is what they learned from Hong Kong and Taiwan movies when they played football together when they were children, and said that the other party's advice had been received.

Qu Shengqing, who was carried away, also forcibly turned his head and replied to Ou Chuliang with the same gesture. As soon as he reached out, he took off a sunglass from the collar of the team doctor and hung it on the bridge of his nose.

My Olympics are over, and the rest is up to you!