36. Smack! Syllable! The second resounding slap (second watch)
"Victor, pass beautifully! Treat you to dinner after the game! Qiansheng gave a thumbs up to Spanish right-back Victor Bellerin, who assisted him in scoring the world's wave.
The sunny and handsome Spanish boy said a little shyly: "You planned this offensive arrangement, dry." However, you scored a beautiful goal, no worse than Luiz. β
Qiansheng laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "Handsome guy, today is your birthday, you and Mesute pass me more, if I score more goals, today's bonus will be used to invite you to dinner." β
Mesut Ozil smiled: "Yo, the iron rooster who is not pulling out the hair actually takes the initiative to invite guests to dinner, and the sun really comes out in the west." β
With a dry cut, he made a pre-attack.
Laughing back to the half, referee Mark Clattenburg blew the whistle and Roberto Martinez waved his hand on the sidelines, fast attack! Everton kicked off with a barrage of attacks.
Gerard Delofeu, a striker from the Barcelona Academy, was skilled, and a straight pass to the left-back Leiden Byernley, Bellerin didn't have time to step forward, Bernley crossed, Everton center forward Romelu Lukaku, who was targeted by Gabriel Paulista, made a false shot, and the talented midfielder Ross Barkley jumped up to head the ball, but fortunately, the Arsenal French central defender Laurence Koscielny who took the lead headed the ball out, and the ball grazed Barkley's scalp and flew out, Arsenal's ball.
David Ospina takes a goal kick, Arsenal centre-forward Oliver Giroud heads it back at the feet of Mesut Ozil, the German has a through ball that is intercepted by Everton defender James McCarthy.
McCarthy steals and passes to right-back Seamus Coleman, the Ireland international dribbles along the sideline, Arsenal left-back Joel Monreal stands in position to prevent him from running, Coleman immediately crosses to nearby Allen Lennon, the winger from Tottenham Hotspur takes the ball into the penalty area, Koscielny comes forward to block, Lennon inverts the triangle and passes to the middle, Barkley, who got rid of the Egyptian midfield, rushed up to meet the ball and was about to shoot, suddenly a figure rushed out of the diagonal stab, Kick the ball to Koscielny's feet.
Paul Merson's excited commentary rang out on the pitch: "It's dry! Dry run back to the back, a sliding tackle breaks Barkley's ball, nice tackle! I didn't expect Qian to be so active in defense, such a game attitude, worthy of learning from young players! β
Martin Taylor on the side shook his head with a smile.
Patting his buttocks, the dry student who got up shouted to Koscielny: "Pass to Mesut!" He turned and ran to the front court.
Koscielny passed to the forward Francis Coquelin, the French midfielder passed to Bellerin with a kick before Dulofeu got close, Bellerin ran a few steps with the ball and passed to Ozil, who received the ball and turned directly over the top with a long pass, ran between Tom Cleverley and John Stones with a gust of wind, raised his right foot, and lightly stopped the ball from Ozil in front.
Charlie Nicholas on the commentary podium stood up violently and shouted excitedly: "Beautiful anti-offside!" Single Knife Ball! β
Suddenly, the pitch was boiling, Everton fans booed to interfere with the Chinese youngster, and Arsenal fans nervously stared at the bean-sized number 9 on the back of the jersey.
Everton goalkeeper Joel Robles cursed hell, the German's long pass was too sudden, and it was very accurate, and the ball just went over Stones's head, and the Chinese striker, who had just scored a world-class goal, broke through Cleverley and Stones, forming a one-on-one one-on-one one-on-one situation.
Qiansheng's explosiveness was too strong, and the person arrived before the ball landed, Robles hurriedly ran out of the small penalty area and threw himself at Qiansheng with open arms.
Qiansheng stopped the ball and looked up at the front, the corners of his mouth curled, his right leg was raised, and then he swung down vigorously, the Spanish goalkeeper judged that this was a low shot, and quickly lowered his center of gravity, who knew that after Qiansheng's feet landed, his toes gently pumped towards the bottom of the ball, and a beautiful arc fell into the net of the goal from the top of Robles's head in his frightened gaze.
Taylor's magnetic voice rang out: "0-2, Arsenal's No. 9 striker scored twice, this is Qian's seventh goal in the Premier League. With more than 70 minutes to go, will he be able to score another hat-trick in this game? By the way, the stats show that the German midfielder, who had an assist just now, broke the single-season assist record held by Thierry Henry with 21 assists. Congratulations Ozil! β
As soon as the words fell, the stadium, which was originally full of people, suddenly quieted down, because Qiansheng ran to the Arsenal fan stands again, faced the camera, and repeated the last action, only, this time, he slapped twice, and then Qiansheng asked the camera staff to turn the camera to the stands.
Arsenal fans were embarrassed that the team should have celebrated with joy with a two-goal lead, but the behavior of the goal-scorer made them helpless.
The banners of several of Qiansheng's friends were changed again, which read: "Goal dedicated to ArsΓ¨ne, without ArsΓ¨ne, there is no goal!" β
Then, the camera turned back, and Qiansheng pointed at the camera, raised two fingers, and smiled: "There are two, and there are still behind." By the way, is your face swollen? β
Clattenberg, who had a black line, ran over, pulled Qiansheng over, and asked, "What are you doing here?" β
Qiansheng smiled and spread his hands: "Mr. Referee, I'm showing these banners to everyone, is there a problem?" β
Clattenburg looked at the banner, there was no problem with the slogan, and Qiansheng's actions did not provoke the fans, and in desperation, he said: "Okay, hurry back, don't delay the game." β
Qiansheng nodded, turned and ran back to his own half, passing by the bench, and Qiansheng gave a thumbs up to Arsène Wenger, who was sitting on it.
Wenger nodded with a smile, very moved in his heart, but worried that this lover would do something out of the ordinary with a hot head, and the experience of the past in White Hart Lane is vivid.
As if knowing Wenger's thoughts, Qiansheng shook his head, pointed his fingers, and said rest assured, believe in my mouth shape.
Taylor on the commentary stage smiled and shook his head, this kid is really cautious.
Alan Shearer said: "Martin, how do I think this is a parody of the Barcelona goal in the last game. β
Taylor nodded, "Yes, I think, a lot of people should be aware of it." β
Huaxia, the imperial capital, Bai Yazi called: "Editor-in-chief, can you delete the article I wrote last time?" β
In the BT Sports live room, Shipgrave watched with some embarrassment as Ian Wright and Robbie Savage arguing. Michael Owen, Glenn Hoddle and Steven Gerrard looked at them with some helplessness.
"Ian, the little guy doesn't seem to know what it means to respect the elderly."
"Robbie, you should be glad you didn't bet with me! Otherwise, you're going to take off your pants and go out today! β
"Take care of your juniors! Everybody's slapping you in the face! β
"I'm happy to slap him in the face as long as he keeps scoring goals and can win titles for Arsenal. But, Robbie, there's a kind of bet with Lao Tzu! β
"Bet on your spicy next door!"
"You really didn't have a seed."
"You ......"
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Huaxia National Sports Channel, Duan Xian sighed: "Qiansheng is really a genius, I can't believe that he is only fifteen years old, Director Gao should really recruit him into the national team, so that the remaining two games will definitely be won 100%." β
said to Zhang Hei: "Director Zhang, what do you say?" β
Zhang Hei: "Hehe, I've been watching football for so many years, and among the Asian players who have stayed abroad, I think Qiansheng will be the strongest one." After this game, I think the fans across the country will put pressure on Gao Gui, hehe, Gao Gui will be annoyed by then. β
Tao Dawei sneered: "The registration is closed, in case the results are not good, this pot, will the high guide move his back?" β
Duan Xian laughed awkwardly: "Haha, Teacher Tao is really good at joking, okay, the game has begun." β
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In the Xinying Sports studio, Jin Kai and Liu Yong looked at the face guns that were full of black lines and blew Qiansheng into the sky and the earth.
How can this be explained? This has become a one-man show.
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Arsenal penguin colony.
"Qiansheng is too much, how can you treat fans like this?"
"It's just a great goal!"
"It's amazing, what's wrong? Do you have what it takes? β
"Two goals in the first game, a hat-trick in the second, two goals in less than half an hour today, such a goal efficiency, hehe, Bird, can your Campbell do it? Qiansheng is only fifteen years old! β
"Master Bird, come out and stop talking? Is your face swollen and you can't speak? Ha ha. β
"Qiansheng is so charming, so to maintain Wenger, I want to give Qiansheng a monkey!"
"Upstairs, let's talk about it after you go to South Korea for plastic surgery."
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Huaxia Kingdom, Tianfu Province, Han'an City, Qiming Orphanage.
"Wow!! Brother is so powerful! β
"Fat brother, brother is very powerful, right."
"Hahaha, of course, my boss is invincible."
"Fatty, don't brag about it, do you know the ball? Do you know who the best player is today? β
"Erniu, look at Boss Bian, I'm going to tell Boss!"
"Dead fatty, dare to beat the old lady's little report, I can't beat you to death!"
"Oh, hey, it's kind of awkward to my ears, ah!! Erniu, you are so ruthless! β
"What? Want to rebel? Come on, I'll let you fight here. β
"Cut, good men don't fight with women, I'm a big man, I don't ...... with you"
"Go ahead, go on."
"Uh, second girl, watch TV, watch, boss!"
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"John! Tom! Roberto Martinez, who had a serious face, laid out tactics for the two on the sidelines: "Oliver handed it to Phil, Seams, James looked at Alex, Rose, you pay attention to the defense, remember, you two have to keep an eye on that Chinese boy, don't give him space, don't let him enter the penalty area, if necessary, you can foul outside the penalty area, anyway, Arsenal doesn't have a free kick master." Tom, if you can't, come down. β
Tom Cleverley, who was born in the youth academy of Manchester United, the once strongest giant in the Premier League, has always regarded himself as a talent, but unfortunately because he did not have the opportunity to play at Manchester United, coupled with his own strength, he was not allowed to be relegated to a midstream team.
Cleverley, whose face was a little ugly, stared at Qiansheng, who was laughing with his teammates, and said fiercely: "Boss, I will definitely clean up this Huaxia kid!" β
Qiansheng twisted his neck, stood in front of the middle line, looked at the Arsenal fan stand area, and sneered in his heart: "The good show is still to come!" β
"Beep-" Clattenburg blew the whistle and Everton slammed Arsenal's left flank in order to score as soon as possible to narrow the score.
In a corner of the stands, there sat a Chinese man in his forties. His gaze was always on Qiansheng's body, and his eyes were full of excitement, love, and care. In his hand, he held a photo of a dignified woman holding a child, a man holding a woman, and the two smiling happily. Looking carefully, this Chinese person is exactly the same as the man in the photo, except for the traces left by the years.
"Qiansheng, my child, I didn't expect to see you here. You've grown up......" The Chinese man whispered to himself.