It should be said that in this era, the moral standards of competitive sports are still very high, and such a standard sneak goal, even if the rules allow it, even if the referee determines that it is valid, it cannot resonate with the whole court. Instead, the buzz continued until kick-off again.

There was no celebration, no cheering, and even the gongs and drums only sounded a few times before they fell silent.

As if they were accustomed to the wide open and closed fights on the battlefield, they were a little difficult to accept this cold fatal blow.

Yes, hero!

How can it be done by an assassin?!

How good is it to defeat the opponent in a dignified and upright manner, and how faceless is it to use this method?

There are not a few people who have this kind of thinking. After the buzzing discussion, the stands suddenly fell silent, creating a strong contrast to the heating up of the stadium.

The girls of the women's football team immediately complained.

"What are these spectators thinking, such a beautiful sneak goal, they didn't even cheer! Do they really think that we are already far superior to our opponents? ”

"I hope they don't get affected by this atmosphere and continue to play normally!"

"The momentum of the Liao Provincial Team has risen again, and the action is so big, the smell of gunpowder has come out!"

"It's a good thing, it's easy to punish two!"

"Dreaming, the finals, it's not a last resort, and you can't be punished lightly!"

After a sigh, the style of painting changed suddenly.

"Sister Juan, the two of them were so handsome just now, what are you doing, I'm going to like it!"

"That's it, it's so handsome, I can't stand it, what should I do!"

"Sister Juan scratches her, well, don't scratch me, that Lu Wei is so old!"

A woman's heart, understand?

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On the TV, Wei Daxia's voice was also full of worry: "Oh, the reaction of the audience is too abnormal, such a powerful opponent, within the scope allowed by the rules, it is understandable to sneak attack, their requirements are too high." Let's hope our team members are not affected! Especially Lu Wei in the center of focus, now he will definitely be guarded by the other party, be careful, there must be someone who wants to retaliate! ”

The commentator listened to Yixi next to him: "Then if we deliberately foul and get punished, won't we have an advantage?" ”

Wei Daxia shook his head: "Just now the camera gave Wang Hongli, the head coach of the Liao Provincial Team, that guy's face was very calm, and the little guys under him were excited at that time, and the back will not be too out of line!" ”

In the stands.

Jiang Xiaolan hugged the stunned Zheng eyelashes and said softly: "It's okay, he won't care, don't worry!" ”

As soon as Zheng Yan spoke, he really cried: "These people, these people, why, why, they are so desperate"

Jiang Xiaolan didn't speak, just hugged her thin shoulders tightly.

The little girl with tears on her face still insisted on speaking: "Why, this, this is his first goal, why, not even a little applause"

Why?

Why!

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on the field.

You Mo smiled bitterly: "Mr. Lu, you actually surpassed me in the level of ridicule, admire, admire!" ”

Lu Wei's smile was still faint, and his tone was the same: "I learned a little from you and didn't go offline, but it's still pleasing to the eye?" ”

Yao Xia actually comforted him from afar: "Master, don't care, they don't understand the rules, you are doing it too beautifully!" ”

You Mo sighed softly, wanting to look up at the distant horizon, but was blocked by the huge stands, "Hurry up." ”

Lu Wei didn't reply, and nodded slightly.

Time is running out?

Well, hold on.

It just so happens that you're in good spirits, so let's keep the difficulty up.

Yao Xia seemed to have a premonition, and his voice was very urgent, "Master, you save a little body, it's still early!" ”

You Mo's voice reverted to a lazy state: "The master who worries about the apprentice probably shouldn't be a good master." ”

Lu Wei's expression still did not change, as if he was not surprised that Yao Xiaopang saw this: "It's concern, not worry, understand?" ”

Yao Xiaopang didn't give face to the master at all, and continued to shout: "It's not the master, it's just worrying!" ”

Lu Wei smiled bitterly and shook his head, and stopped talking.

Field.

Wang Songsong was agitated, as if he understood something, his eyes widened, his ears pricked up, he looked carefully, and listened carefully.

Could this be the real tactic?

I heard the loud coach next door shouting about the change in tactics, wasn't it?

Could it be that he was replaced on the field?

It's him?!

――――

The answer was quickly given.

Not sounds, but actions.

On the field full of gunpowder, the Liao Provincial team, which had already prepared, began a more frantic attack and high-position pressing.

The rhythm that had just been slowed down by the god-like play of the two hip-hop masters was lifted up again in an instant.

The focus of the audience, the camera lens, and the eyes of the opponent all pointed to one person.

What was once the brain, is now.

Dictator.

The eyes, hidden under the high brow bone and the bridge of the nose, are still blocked by the eyelashes, and look like a slender slit from a distance.

Only the cold light that flashes from time to time makes the people who look at each other perceive a trace of coldness.

Slowly, it overflowed my mind and rushed into my mind.

Why, such a thin body!

But there is, a terrifying murderous aura?!

Didn't the shameless goal that provoked the opponent's anger just now have even a little impact on him?

What kind of mind is this?!

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Can't stop?

Why stop?

Just like the show that is about to end, then use the most gorgeous dance steps and the best partners to welcome the high tide that is about to bloom.

Our time, my stage.

You are not qualified enough.

It's just that if you want to score another goal, I'm afraid it's difficult.

Just as scoring a goal does not necessarily bring applause, scoring a goal does not necessarily lead to victory.

Then there is nothing to regret, so continue to be among the demons who dance wildly.

The craziest one!

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Wei Daxia already had a premonition, and his voice choked, "Please remember this No. 18, his name is Lu Wei." He had just scored a goal without applause. But this did not affect his state in the slightest, he is using an unimaginable foot frequency and thinking speed, the game, into a personal performance, although, want to score a goal to lay the victory is not possible, but this kind of magical play, I can say for sure, I have never seen it in my life"

The commentator next to him was also very emotional: "Yes, the teammates are facing wave after wave of impact from the opponent, and the pressure is too great." At this time, he bravely stood up and used a burning speed to sway his energy and shine in the audience! ”

Wei Daxia raised his head and looked at the other side with a slightly surprised expression, was this guy who had always been thought to be lacking in emotion also moved?

The commentator didn't pay attention to him, and there was a thick nasal voice in his voice: "Even if all the fans didn't understand him, he was unmoved, still, alone, carrying the team on his shoulders and struggling forward"

Do you carry it on your shoulders?

What a good analogy.

If you want, you can carry it until the end.

How nice that would be.