70 minutes later, the police household middle school pulled the game back and once again had the upper hand. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The opponent's core No. 11 was successfully locked again, and the person who locked the opponent's No. 11 was Huang Liang.

The opponent's No. 11 since Huang Liang came up, he can no longer play football well, because he has no chance to connect the ball, this Chinese called Huang Liang stuck to himself deadly, as if he was a heroine of a certain love action movie, his whole body has been touched by this guy, top knees, pull jerseys, step on his heels, his chest was attacked by this guy, and even a few times, he felt that his lower body had a cold wind, are you sure this Chinese is playing?

Higashi-Fukuoka's No. 11 finally caught the ball once, but just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly felt his chrysanthemum tighten: "This guy! Yaga! ”

Just when he was still feeling the strangeness in his buttocks, the ball was broken by Huang Liang again, and Huang Liang, who took the ball, did not choose to pass to Yuji Nagano this time, but chose to carry the ball himself, because Yuji Nagano was a little far away from him, and Huang Liang was not confident in his pass.

"Referee, do you know what that guy did just now?" The No. 11 of Higashi-Fukuoka was furious and ran directly to the referee to complain about Huangliang's "atrocities".

But the referee ignored him at this time and ran towards the penalty area.

Seeing that the referee actually ignored himself, the No. 11 of Higashi-Fukuoka had obviously lost his mind and ran directly after the referee, and the others looked at him, the expression on his face changed from strange, surprised and incredible, this guy wants to hit the referee?

Just as he caught up with the referee, the referee pointed to the center circle and blew the whistle in his hand to signal that the goal was valid, and then turned back and showed the red card directly to the East Fukuoka No. 11 without hesitation.

Huang Liang had already hugged Ozawa Jean who scored the goal at this time.

The cheering group of the police household middle school in the stands unexpectedly burst into praise for Huang Liang.

"This Chinese is doing great!"

"This guy is amazing!"

"If you can win today, it's all up to him!"

"That No. 11 was favored by the J-League team, and he was prevented from death like this, this Chinese is really awesome!"

These people have completely forgotten that just a few dozen minutes ago, they were still laughing at this Chinese fiercely.

"Why did you give me a red card? Are you blind? "The No.11 of Higashi-Fukuoka may not have wanted to play the referee just now, but this time he really wanted to play the referee who was recording his red card.

Fortunately, at this time, his teammates surrounded him and stopped him, but this scene was still recorded by many media people.

"There was an ugly scene in the final of the national competition, and the core of Higashi-Fukuoka wants to play the referee! 》

"Higashi-Fukuoka, who can't afford to lose, loses and loses!" 》

"Police Household Junior High School Wins Higashi-Fukuoka! 》

"Didn't you see that the opposing player fouled our player again and again?" At this time, the captain of Higashi-Fukuoka asked "gently".

"I only trust my own eyes! It's an undeniable fact that your player wants to beat me, and I need to maintain my majesty as a referee and ensure my own personal safety, please don't say anything, say it, take that crazy player down, you are behind now, you should think about this equalizer, not around me! The referee also said "gently", and then walked to the center circle, not ready to deal with the captain of East Fukuoka, after all, with a team that wants to play their own, no one will have a good face.

Huang Liang looked at the chaos over there in Higashi-Fukuoka, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart: I'm dirty, and I'm scared myself!

When Higashi-Fukuoka took the No. 11 who was scolding while walking off the field, the game was about to enter injury time, and Higashi-Fukuoka, who had lost the core of the attack, was not at all a threat to the police household junior high school, and now the two teams seemed to have switched in the first half, and now the police household junior high school played like the first half of the higashi-fukuoka, and the eastern Fukuoka played like the first half of the police household junior high school.

In the 90th minute, the fourth official raised the LED light in his hand to signal that the injury time of the game was five minutes.

Normally, stoppage time is 3 minutes, but obviously this time is a long time, but it didn't help Higashi-Fukuoka, who had lost the core of the attack, and the police did not kill the game through Jean Ozawa in the 91st minute.

Ozawa, who killed the game, deliberately celebrated wildly to take the opportunity to delay time, although there was no need to delay, no one would think that Higashi-Fukuoka, who was missing the core, would be able to make any waves in the time he was born.

The moment the whistle was remembered, the players at the police home high school celebrated like crazy, as if the celebration four minutes earlier couldn't make them happy, because it was a national championship! They won the championship in front of the national audience and achieved national domination! Standing at the top of all high schools in Japan!

Everyone picked up the sorghum and threw it into the air! They all know that today's hero is Huang Liang, and without Huang Liang, maybe they are the ones who are crying and sitting on the ground now.

"I'm afraid of heights, you throw it low!" How can the current Huang Liang have the same ruthlessness as he did in the game just now, and he only prays that his teammates can throw him lower.

But as soon as he heard that the sorghum was afraid of heights, the people who threw it at the bottom were even happier and threw the sorghum higher.

"Daddy Ame! Yami falls! The tragic sound echoed in the stadium, and if it was replaced by a woman's scream, it might make people think about it.

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"That dream before going on the field today is a good sign!" Huang Liang, who performed well today, swept away the depression in the locker room in the past, "If only I had such a dream before playing in the future!" Any alien footballer will do! I won't refuse to come! ”

Huang Liang had already made up the picture of this dream in his mind, and he smiled lewdly.

"But is that vortex really my hallucination?" Huang Liang then remembered the vortex that appeared over the stadium when he played, "It should be fake, otherwise how could I be smashed by something so high and not die?" It doesn't make sense! Yeah! This must be fake, I was hallucinating. ”

"Thinking about it gives my little head a headache, forget it, don't think about it." Huang Liang lowered his head and was about to untie the laces on his football boots, but at this moment, Huang Liang seemed to think of something, and raised his head suddenly, which frightened Tetsuya Yuuki who was sitting next to him.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Really?" Huang Liang seemed to have thought of something.

"Could it be what?"

"My head, what's hurt? It hurts! Huang Liang felt a sudden pain in his head.

"Liang Sang, Liang Sang, what's wrong with you?" This is the last trace of consciousness of Huang Liang.