"At the moment, the 'Chinese team' is 4-0 ahead, and in the other field, the 'England team' is three goals ahead of the opponent, so if the current score is calculated, the two teams will have seven points, but the 'England team' will win the championship trophy of this futsal tournament with a goal difference. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Yes, but if the goal difference is the same at the end of the game and the teams are tied in a head-to-head match, then there will be another brutal penalty shoot-out to decide who will win the title."

"Brother Nanxiao, Brother Shen Chao, Brother Mingshuo, you have to come on!" Lu Ying, who was on the side of the court, made a trumpet with his hands and shouted at the three people on the court.

At the same time, the audience also began to cheer for the "Chinese team" spontaneously, they either waved their arms, or shouted the name of China, in short, they all hoped that this special team for them could come back from defeat at the last moment to win the championship of this competition.

The "Chinese team" has brought them countless wonderful moments since the beginning of the preliminaries, Shen Chao's violent aesthetics again and again, Achill's flexible running, Chen Mingshuo's selfless wedding dress for his teammates, Clifford's tough defense, and Nan Xiao's delicate foot skills and super high ball quotient, all brought them an otherworldly visual feast.

The commentators outside the stadium also seemed to have been anxiously waiting for the next goal of the "Chinese team", and they kept broadcasting the score and the remaining time until the last minute of the game, when the thrilling goal came again.

"Superman, drop back and catch the ball more." Nan Xiao greeted Shen Chao.

"Okay." Shen Chao pulled his position back a little when he heard this.

Nan Xiao looked up at the display on the sidelines, there were less than two minutes left before the end of the game, and the ball also came to his feet.

Nan Xiao stepped on the ball, and then passed the ball to Shen Chao who retreated to respond, Shen Chao did not stick to the ball, and transferred the ball to Chen Mingshuo on the left side, at this time Chen Mingshuo looked up to observe the situation on the field, and found that Nan Xiao made a forward gesture to him very covertly, and then slowly walked to the front.

Chen Mingshuo understood Nan Xiao's thoughts, then pulled the ball and turned to face the backcourt, as if to control the rhythm, he pushed the ball to Clifford behind him, and then asked him for the ball; With his kick back pass, the opponent's formation was once again brought a little earlier by him, and Clifford's reaction was also very fast, and the ball was returned to Chen Mingshuo without stopping, and then Chen Mingshuo's one-foot pass showed his profound skills, in the face of the incoming ball, he did not make the slightest adjustment, twisted his body while still facing his own goal, and passed the ball a long distance along the direction of the ball's rolling, and accurately found Nan Xiao who had "walked" to the other side of the diagonal.

Chen Mingshuo's weird pass directly crossed the heads of the opponent's 4 players, and Shen Chao saw Nan Xiao get the ball, and he turned back to face the goal for the first time, he and Nan Xiao's tacit understanding is very strong, he knows that Nan Xiao's position at this moment will definitely choose the inverted triangle pass, and the facts have proved that he did not guess wrong, in the face of Nan Xiao's first return to the ball, Shen Chao rounded his thighs, and faced the ball is a powerful volley!

"The ball is in! Entered! Entered! We finally waited for this goal, a goal from the 'Chinese team'! You can't imagine how it came in such a timely manner, and it was another brilliant lore in the last minute of the game, and it seems that the word lore has become their exclusive label in this competition! With another shocking kick from the No. 9 player, the 'Chinese team' once again stubbornly erased the gap with the opponent's goal difference! They are like angels among the devils, making you love and hate, and they will keep your heart hanging for a full 29 minutes just to let you enjoy such an incredible moment as lore! Do you feel your blood boiling? Do you feel like you're suffocating? You can never imagine why they are so amazing, but the truth is in front of you and me, they are so amazing! ”

"At the end of the game, the 'Chinese team' successfully retained the suspense of the championship with a goal at the last moment, and the penalty shootout that finally decided the championship will be presented to everyone ten minutes later."

"Superman, well done!" Nan Xiao patted Shen Chao's shoulder.

"The main thing is that the coach of NTU passes it well." Shen Chao said with a smile.

"It's really the sun coming out in the west, Shen Chao actually knows how to be humble." You Lu didn't forget to sarcastically mock Shen Chao.

"Look at what you said, modesty is the traditional virtue of our Chinese nation, and we, as the descendants of Yan and Huang, must always keep in mind the earnest teachings of our ancestors and predecessors, and must not live up to the ardent expectations of the people of the motherland for the flowers that have just bloomed in our new generation!"

"You can stop, this is not a stage for performing your poetry recitation, you should go home and sprinkle it in the mirror by yourself." Chen Mingshuo poured a basin of cold water on his head.

"Hahaha......"

"Dizi, how do we arrange the order of penalties in a moment?" Shen Chao finally brought the topic back to the right path.

"This time I'm the first, Achill is the second, you're the third, Clifford is the fourth, and Mingshuo is the fifth." Nan Xiao said.

"Okay, that's it."

Standing in front of the penalty spot, Nan Xiao unexpectedly kicked the ball away, and all the spectators and commentators outside the stadium instantly let out a burst of surprise, they didn't know why Nan Xiao, who had such exquisite footwork, actually missed the penalty?

"Ahh Lu Ying, who was sitting on the sidelines, also cried out in surprise after seeing Nan Xiao miss a penalty.

"Flute." Shen Chao saw Nan Xiao who turned around and walked back to the team, and wanted to ask what the situation was, but after thinking about it, he still felt that it was over.

Then the penalty players of both sides scored the ball steadily, so the championship trophy that was close at hand was lost to the "Chinese team", and the "England team" became the first team to successfully defend the title of the University of Sunderland futsal.

After the trophy was awarded, Nan Xiao found Gavin of the "England team".

"Hello, Gavin."

"Hello." Gavin was surprised at how Nan Xiao knew his name, and at why he was talking to him.

"You've played a good game."

"Thank you, you're great too." Gavin was polite.

"Would you like to try it out on a professional team?" Nan Xiao asked.

"A professional team?" Gavin was a little stunned when he heard this.

"Well, Premier League teams, do you want to play on the pitch with the Premier League players?"

"Premier League ......" Gavin looked at the masked Chinese in front of him, and his eyes suddenly widened, "You won't be, Nan, right?" ”

Nan Xiao smiled lightly when he heard this, and the young man finally recognized him, so he took off the mask he was wearing on his head and said, "You haven't answered my question yet?"

Gavin saw that it was the head coach of the Sunderland team, Nan Xiao, who was standing in front of him at the moment, and he was speechless with excitement, he was an authentic Sunderland man, and he was also an authentic Sunderland loyalist, so when Nan Xiao stood in front of him, there was an unbelievable feeling, he nodded vigorously, but he couldn't speak excitedly.

"I'll be getting the team's technical director to contact you one day later, so please keep the phone open and look forward to seeing you again soon."

"Mingshuo, I always feel that the flute kicked the ball away on purpose, do you feel this way?" Shen Chao and Chen Mingshuo were changing clothes in the locker room, and he always had some doubts about this matter.

"It's not that I don't feel it, I'm pretty sure he kicked it on purpose."

"Why?" Shen Chao was surprised by Chen Mingshuo's words.

"Who is Dizi's favorite player?" Chen Mingshuo prompted.

"Messi."

"What country is Messi from?"

"Argentina."

"What's been happening in Argentina lately?"

"The Copa America lost its title in the Centennial Century."

"How did you lose the crown?"

"Oh!" Shen Chao suddenly realized, "You mean that Messi missed the penalty at that time!" ”

"That's right."

"Is the flute a tribute to Messi?"

"Dizi has a deep love for Messi, and Messi has lost the championship of major competitions for three consecutive years, so his choice today is understandable, and we should understand him."

'You're right, sometimes football is like that, it's become a belief for us unconsciously.

"Yes, football is faith."