Diego. Costa and Martins. Jones stood together in the center circle, and Costa's lips trembled slightly, apparently irritated by the dramatic turn of the game, and he stomped the ball under his feet and asked in an unreal tone, "Is this true?" How do they do it? The kid who scored the goal, isn't he a centre-back? Is that okay too? ”

Martins didn't answer him, just kicked the ball and said to him, "There's still a chance!" I'm still full of energy! With that, he ran forward, leaving Costa behind him and muttering, "I can do it without you."

He Xu still remembered what Xiao Luo said to himself, to create a corner? Maybe it's not that hard. The heavy rain still has no sign of stopping, and every run of the players is very difficult under the pouring of rain. Arsene Wenger made no substitutions, and although Garrincha and Reus looked like they were out of action, Wenger was still stubborn about keeping his starters on the pitch. If it weren't for the fact that most of my substitutes were unavailable, I wouldn't have been like this! Arsene Wenger looked helplessly at his players who were in the squad, but who actually had major or minor injuries. Hold on, boys, there's still twelve minutes left.

Mourinho still wants to continue to make substitutions, maybe, I can let Ah Tian go up and try? He turned his head as he stood on the sidelines, the rain was falling non-stop, the rain curtain between him and the players had made him barely able to see the faces of his players, and he could only shout in his hoarse voice, "Didier? Didier? Stand out! Get up and warm up. Ten minutes to get ready to play! Fast! Didier? Didier. Drogba? Come out! ”

A tall, dark-skinned black man sitting on the edge of the bench stood up, silently took off his long-sleeved jersey, and stepped aside to warm up for switchbacks and leg raises. This surprised his teammates, could it be that José was still willing to believe Didier, who was thirty-six years old.

Didier Drogba was running back and forth next to the pitch, and Arsene Wenger finally spoke, "Jack! Get up and warm up! In the end, you give you ten minutes, you come on as a substitute for Ronaldo, go on the pitch and defend, of course. If there is an opportunity. Remember! Don't forget to attack! Don't give up on attacking! Alright, go ahead! Wilshire responded.

The football was still in control at the feet of the Chelsea players and they were looking for opportunities to attack, after all, the goal the manager had given them before the game was to win. And not a draw after such an embarrassing equaliser......

Xiaofa's passing is no longer so accurate. It looked like he was clearly starting to feel tired too. Exactly. Massimo, who had been wandering around, got his wish and stopped the ball at his feet after one of his catches. After breaking the ball, Charlie made a move that barely looked like a man of his position and size could do. A wonderful reflexive pull ball, followed by a rainbow pass. The ball flew from behind him to in front of him, and his striker happened to have no defenders at this time. So he didn't pause, and he stuck his foot on the ground!

The ball made its way through the gap between Nemanja Matic and Ramirez and landed at Bojan's feet. Although there was some truth on the ground, Bojan chose a very clever method, he stepped on the ball in front of him with the sole of his foot, and the ball came to a steady stop without any jumping. Then he heard someone calling his name, "Hey! Bojan, this! Pass the ball, give it to me! It was He Xu's voice coming from his side.

After Bojan heard the shout, he didn't hesitate and immediately turned around and passed the ball out! The kick was clearly the culmination of his passing skills after years of training in Barcelona, and the ball was accurately passed to He Xu, although He Xu took a lot of effort to stop the extremely fast ball. All right! This position may be able to fulfill the request made by Ronaldinho! He Xu pulled the ball horizontally, leaned towards the goal, and hit the goal with his feet!

At a certain moment, he suddenly felt that he might be able to enter the door directly with this kick? Seems like a more straightforward approach, right? I don't know what kind of expression Xiao Luo would have if this was the case, surprise or frightened?

He Xu's front foot was pumped the football, the football drew an arc towards the goal, this time Courtois nervously curled up, and then tried his best to bounce his body out, he felt that he had succeeded, his fingertips touched the football, the football was a little slippery and spinning, his fingers shook, and the ball was pulled out, it seemed that he succeeded, and to some extent, He Xu actually succeeded......

He Xu turned his head to look at Xiao Luo with some excitement, Xiao Luo clapped his hands with great satisfaction, and then ran towards the corner flag, just as he was about to kick off, both teams actually made substitution adjustments. Drogba came on and replaced Ramirez, who didn't perform too well in this game, while Arsenal's substitution was, Wilshere came on and replaced Ronaldinho! This...... He Xu looked at Wenger, obviously it was this awkward substitution time that completely interrupted their plans. He Xu really wanted Xiao Luo to kick this free kick before going off the field, but it was too late, Wilshire was already waiting on the sidelines, and Wenger didn't realize the problem, just when he was confused, Xiao Luo had already run over, he grabbed He Xu's arm, "He! You come to kick this corner, remember, you should use rubbing! Remember? Rubbing, you're good at it, aren't you? Then, rub the ball into the corner? It's as simple as that, remember, right? ”

After saying that, in order not to cause the opponent's urging and not to attract the referee's yellow card, he ran quickly. Of course, maybe he didn't want to delay He Xu's precious time, after all, this kick might be able to change something, although it was just that number.

When Xiao Luo ran down the field, he stretched out his hand and patted He Xu's shoulder, He Xu hurriedly turned around, Garin looked at it as if he was going to mention this corner kick, He Xu quickly chased after him, grabbed his good brother a little rudely, and after whispering something to him, he pushed him back. Garrincha glared at himself, maybe this is a good way! He hurriedly ran towards the opponent's penalty area, and Gary. Cahill, you stupid big man, come to me! With that in mind, he leaned over to Cahill's side and used himself as bait to lure Cahill out of his zone and make the far corner of the net as clear as possible. I think He Xu's kid can do it! Don't forget, he had a terrible shot, which I knew when we were at Ajax.

He Xu raised his arm, the one with the captain's armband, he was obviously signaling to his teammates, he had retreated to a very comfortable position, and then he concentrated his thoughts, thinking about what Xiao Luo had said to him before, rub it, rub it! yes, I think I should be able to do it easily!

Thinking so, he started to run, and then his foot landed surprisingly steadily next to the football, and then on the side of his body, the whole person leaned over and opened his right leg!

The football flew in an arc and went around a lot of things, both the heads of the defenders and the offensive players. He Xu even saw Marco clearly in the rain. Royce quietly raised his arm, wanting to reproduce the Hand of God? You don't seem to need to play such a trick this time, dear Marco!

The football flew out of a big arc, and Xiao Luo, who came off the field, did not sit down, just stood on the sidelines, slightly hunched back and watched the flight of the football with his hands on his waist, as if he ...... It's going to be done! The trajectory of the soccer ball was reflected in his eyes.

“Goaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal！” The narrator suddenly screamed, as if he didn't think such a sound was enough, and he let out a few very short screams after him.

And after witnessing the football flying into the far corner of the goal, He Xu twisted his body like Xiao Luo, and danced the Xiao Luo-style samba dance that everyone is used to on the side of the field.

Mourinho sat down on the pitch and muttered in a low voice, "Oh! Oh my God! What the hell! How the is this done? He's a striker, when did he practice such a terrible arc? ”

As soon as He Xu's dance was finished, Garrincha, who was pushed back to the court by him, jumped up and jumped on his back, "Well done!" He Xu, it's really an incredible goal 1 I will be vicious and when you kick that kick, you must have been favored by God! We won, can you believe it? We've won! ”

He Xu naturally believes that there are still ten minutes before the game at this time, the score is 2-1, and his team has just scored a goal, and the momentum is like a rainbow, but what about the opponent? They may still be struggling and nervous about the goal they just conceded, right? What else can't we win in such a game? Perhaps, as the bird just said, we are favored by God! It's a strange feeling!

Arsene Wenger burst onto the pitch ten minutes later before being grabbed by his own disciples and thrown into the air...... (To be continued......)