"Penalty, no-objection penalty."

Huang Jianxiang, who was doing a live broadcast commentary on the imperial court station, looked agitated, his face turned red, and he danced with his hands. It is like a series of cannons to continue to explain, and the speed of speech is fast, which is rare compared with the host of the voice of China in later generations.

"We want to praise the referee's sharp eyes, this penalty is really not easy, and Li Jinchuan's foul is really too hidden."

But the cunning fox is the opponent of the hunter, and Huang Jianxiang is singing praises to the referee.

"Why, only three minutes into the game, the Chinese team actually won a penalty, and it was obtained from the hands of the North Korean team, isn't it a dream?" Some of the old fans who were watching the live broadcast had the feeling that they were still dreaming, and it was night, but it was a good time to dream.

"Damn, didn't I drink too much. Hallucinations and auditory hallucinations. "A senior fan who has followed the national pig for many years, and his heart has been stabbed dozens of times, and his heart is pierced, is drinking a little wine in a bar and watching the game.

Happiness came too suddenly.

Li Wu's face at the live broadcast suddenly turned black.

"Did Lee Kwang-cheon grow up eating rice fields? Didn't you see that the small table had no chance to touch the ball at all? even made a smart mistake to foul. "Brother Wu is worthy of being a literati, and even the words of are crepe, Yoneda, isn't it a dung word together?

After the Chinese and North Korean team members calmed down, Hong Ying passed by the small table as if nothing happened, and then whispered in Chinese: "Boy, you are good, wait to make you look good." "It is worthy of the old fritters on the court, spewing out trash talk at the right time, increasing the burden on the small table.

The fans who watched the game were also shocked by the plot of the penalty kick at the beginning, and the Japanese fans seized the time to set off a flood of boos, and some over-the-top fans even shouted, "Liar, liar!" ”

They don't care if this penalty is worthy of the name or not, they just want to make some noise, they just don't like to make the Chinese team feel better.

The sound was monstrous, like a man-eating beast, opening its bloody mouth and creating a powerful aura oppression. The air around is hot.

"Who will take the penalty? This may be the only chance for China to score in this tournament. Wu Hang, another commentator who broadcast live on the imperial court station, was a little pessimistic.

Indeed, even if the Chinese team scores this penalty now, the chances of winning the North Korean team are very small after the whole game, after all, this game is still very long.

Huang Jianxiang glanced at Wu Hang with some dissatisfaction, and did not answer, although what this kid said was the truth, but on such an occasion, how could he increase the enemy's momentum and destroy his own prestige?

"I always feel that this young team will bring us different surprises, let's wait and see who will take the penalty first, I guess it is Emperor Lee." Huang Jianxiang expressed his guess.

On the court, Li Dadi also took the ball in his arms and walked straight to the penalty spot, according to Lao Zhu's pre-match arrangement, the first penalty taker in the team was Li Dadi, because his mental quality and shooting skills are leveraged in the Chinese team. And both at club and national level, he has a high hitting percentage.

On the way to the road, Emperor Li's heart was agitated, his eyes stared straight at the penalty spot, and his heart was pounding, such as in his ears, even he felt a great pressure, his feet seemed to be tied with a thousand pounds of burden, and he was carrying a mountain of thousands of jun on his back.

Fortunately, he is a veteran of the pitch, and he has also played the only World Cup with Milou, and he is a figure who has seen big scenes.

Just when Emperor Li was halfway through, a figure suddenly intervened.

It's Yang Biao, No. 10 Yang Biao.

Everyone was a little surprised, did Yang Biao want to grab this penalty.

For a while, the Chinese players on the field had different expressions on their faces.

Chen Nan's face was full of excitement and approval, in his mind, no one was more suitable for kicking this penalty kick than him, and he was convinced that Brother Biao would definitely be able to kick this ball in.

Although Xiao Table hated Yang Biao, deep down he actually agreed to let him kick this penalty, no one can have a bigger heart than him, and his magical play of playing Guan Zhen that time is obvious to everyone.

Most of the rest of the players on the field are newcomers, so they are not disgusted by this situation, but they are not disagreeable, after all, snatching the penalty of the first penalty taker arranged in advance is an act of disrespect for the seniors in that team.

Zheng Zhi's eyes froze, Yang Biao wouldn't be so stupid, now everyone supports him, the national team has a little new atmosphere, if this penalty causes turmoil in the team and is torn apart, everything will return to square one.

Although Emperor Li had no expression on his face, there was a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes, this guy doesn't know how to respect his predecessors, no matter how strong you are, you still have to abide by the rules you should have. You haven't been the boss yet, are you? Dare to do this, the emperor suddenly said in his heart, should he raise a white-eyed wolf?

"This kid, I knew he would definitely stand up and grab a penalty, and if he didn't do such a showy thing, would it still be him? Li Wu looked like I had seen through it a long time ago, and seized every opportunity to ruthlessly black Yang Biao.

"Brother Emperor, I want to discuss something with you." Yang Biao smiled and said in a very respectful tone.

Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling person, Emperor Li nodded, and the resentment in his heart was also relieved a lot.

"Brother Emperor, do you feel that the confidence of the small table is recovering rapidly?" To Emperor Li's surprise, Yang Biao's first sentence was not to discuss with him, to snatch his penalty rights. Instead, it brought the topic to the small table.

Emperor Li nodded, the change of the small table is obvious to all, if it was in the past, in the face of the two-person bag, he might not even be able to jump, let alone fight hard to fight for the top, half of the credit for this ball is on him.

"If he can get back to his old level, do you think our chances of winning in the next games will be much higher?" Yang Biao guided step by step.

"Yes, if he can really get back to his old level, it will be a big weapon."

"Do you think it would have helped him more if he had taken this penalty?" Yang Biao speaks very artistically, using not affirmative sentences, but interrogative sentences, just like a student asking a teacher for advice.

Emperor Li seemed to think of something, it turned out that this kid did not come to grab his own penalty, but for the small table, Yang Biao and the small table The contradictions between the team players are clear, in this case, Yang Biao can forget his selfishness, for the interests of the whole team, he is willing to risk the disapproval of the world, and boldly come out to fight for a penalty for the small table, which is not something ordinary people can do.

Emperor Li's eyes flashed with a hint of appreciation, and he was also embarrassed to misunderstand Yang Biao just now.

All eyes on the court were focused on the two who were whispering closely, but the North Korean team was excited, after all, this was the infighting of the Chinese team, and it would be beneficial to them. It is a taboo on the court, and the blow to the whole team is extremely heavy, which will greatly damage morale at least and break out contradictions at worst, and they will be divided in an instant, and they will fight separately.

"Dogs still can't change their." Fans watching the game in China immediately slapped their stools and scolded angrily.

It's just a little bit better, and it's about to start working in order to steal the limelight, grass!

"I just said that the national pig is mud and can't support the wall, damn, just now I almost believed that they had really changed."

"I'm a brain-dead non-mainstream! Believe in the national pig. ”

"National pigs can be trusted, and sows will go up trees." Some fans joined in the tease.

The live broadcast room of the imperial court station

Huang Jianxiang frowned deeply, forming a huge Sichuan character, disappointed, in vain he was still spraying there just now, and even his breath slammed dozens of tons.

"It's really regrettable that an incident like this happened on the pitch and hopefully it won't affect the rest of the game." Huang Jianxiang shook his head helplessly.

The national pig is like this, when you see a little hope, the next moment, it will immediately drive you into the abyss.

"Ah Biao, your personality is indeed suitable for being the boss of a team, the duke is selfless, everything is for the sake of the team, I am not as good as you, but have you ever thought about it, this penalty pressure is so great, and the small table has a very average ability to bear it, if you get in, it's okay, if you don't go in, I suspect he will be wasted from now on." Emperor Li also spoke his heart.

Yang Biao nodded, "Brother Emperor, what you said is very right, but some things always have to take the first step, if he can't even take this step, that is, a waste, then we can give up on him with peace of mind." ”

Emperor Li felt something, and then nodded. handed the ball into Yang Biao's arms, and patted him on the shoulder, quite a solemn sense of the handover ceremony of the big brother in the team.

People who are familiar with Emperor Li's character know that he has a hot temper and is righteous, seeing him hand the ball to Yang Biao, he patted Yang Biao's shoulder very friendly and heavy, and Zhu Gui and Zheng Zhi, who were nervously following the development of the situation, were relieved.

"I didn't expect that Yang Biao, a-stirring stick, really had a few tricks, and he was able to persuade Emperor Li to hand over the penalty to him." Li Wu's heart was galloping, and he said a cursive word fiercely, he expected that the scene of the dispute between the two did not appear, but a scene of brother and brother, a harmonious society.

After Yang Biao got the ball, he nodded to Emperor Li, and then turned to the small table and waved.

This is what kind of operation it is.

I thought he would just take the ball and walk to the penalty spot, what did he mean by beckoning to the small table.

A huge question mark popping up above everyone's heads? After all, what he did was really too unexpected for everyone.

"Why do I feel like I can't see through him?" Huang Jianxiang smiled, although he hated the national pig very much, he would never allow the national pig to lose face in front of little Japan.

The small table was unknown, and when he saw Yang Biao beckoning, he subconsciously pointed at himself with his finger, "Does it mean that you are looking for me?" ”

Yang Biao nodded affirmatively.

The small table looked helpless, and scolded secretly: "Cao, why did you bring me for your grievances and grievances with Emperor Li, I will draw a circle and curse you." ”

Thinking about it, I still walked over obediently.

"Take it, Sao Nian, go get back what belongs to you, from this moment on." Yang Biao didn't talk nonsense, waited for the small table to approach, and directly pressed the ball into his arms.

The plot turned, and at this time everyone realized that Yang Biao was not fighting with Emperor Li for the penalty just now, but for the small table.

In the blue sea in the stands, there are more than a dozen beautiful women sitting in a not-so-inconspicuous corner, their faces are well known to Chinese fans, after all, they have made great contributions to the cause of young people in China.

We all affectionately call them *** in Chinese, Sister Maria Ozawa, Sister Hitomi Kuroki。。。。。 At this time, they were having a heated discussion.

"What kind of feelings is this, all of a sudden I think he has the demeanor of a leading big brother? Suddenly there are some scenes looking forward to filming with him, presumably it is extremely beautiful? "*** yearning.

Sister Heimu Hitomi smiled like a flower, showing two small tiger teeth, and her tongue licked her lips unconsciously, which was very tempting.

The live broadcast room of the Imperial Court Channel.

Huang Jianxiang looked at the small table with a depressed face, and then slowly raised his thumb, "I myself have broadcast national team games for many years, and I have never seen a player who is so selfless and dedicated to the team, thinking that there is no chance in this life, but today I am fortunate to see one, and from now on I will become a fan, I want to say to him here, Brother Biao, please advise for the rest of your life." ”

"Can you really get it back?" Looking at Yang Biao's figure walking into the penalty area to grab the point for the second time, the small table suddenly roared angrily for some reason. The roar was full of unwillingness, a catharsis of fate, but there was a faint trace of frustration of helplessness to accept the arrangement of fate. ”

Everyone knew what he was shouting for.

After all, his past was too dazzling.

Everyone wondered if he would be able to get back on his feet again?

Because he is burdened with too many expectations.

At this moment, so the people who watched the game, whether it was the scene or the fans watching the game, hoped that he could get back what belonged to him.

But will he really be able to get it back?

I'm afraid I won't be able to get it back.

His roar seemed to be asking the sky, the earth, and Yang Biao, but more about himself.

Yang Biao turned his head sharply, like a lion swinging his head, and his fluffy hair flicked a small half circle, showing wild masculinity.

Staring coldly at the small table

One word at a time

"Only, to, you, want, you, just, can, because, for, have, Biao, brother!"

I grass, what is this answer, who does he think he is?

But everyone really heard an unquestionable affirmation and a strong confidence in his words.

The small table slowly raised its head, and the scenes of the past appeared in front of him, and suddenly there was a kind of realization, and then nodded fiercely.

"I want to!"

Hehehe, please advise for the rest of your life, and I hope to support you a lot