Lin Qi was wearing the No. 9 jersey of the Quancheng team, standing on the court and looking at the fans, he was already excited.

"This is the Chinese League, this atmosphere is really not comparable to the Chinese Second League." Lin Qi was amazed at first. In the past four months, Lin Qi has seen the strength of Chinese football in this world, but every time he plays, Lin Qi is still excited and can't help himself.

The atmosphere in the stadium of this world is simply too good, and the atmosphere of the Chinese League is a hundred times better than that of the Chinese Second League!

The huge cheers of the fans sang above Lin Qi's head, and this cheer was very different from Lin Qi's previous life. Lin Qi could hear it at once, this is a real fan!

Were those who watched football in a previous life fans? I'm afraid that any real fan can't bear to watch the miserable game of Huaxia.

Anyway, Lin Qi couldn't be ruthless to himself before he was reborn. Going to the scene to watch the Huaxia game, isn't that adding to your own blockage?

In the previous life of Huaxia, there would be a lot of cheers in the stadium, but those who watched the game will know that those people are not fans, but fan associations!

Don't underestimate the word association, once these two words are added to the back of the fans, the fans will become a water army.

No matter what the situation is on the field, these trolls can cheer the whole game. And the cheers of this whole game were basically sent by those hundreds of sailors.

The fan association is very professional!

"To be able to play in this atmosphere that is not inferior to the five major European leagues, the Chinese players in this world are really happy." Lin Qi believes that this is the real happy life of a professional player, and the extravagant life of those players in the previous life cannot be called happiness at all.

There is no fighting spirit, no hard work, no hope, no supporters, only money, that's a fart.

When Lin Qi was reminiscing about his past life, the cheers on the court suddenly increased, and the fans in the stadium were shouting the same name, this name was not Lin Qi, and of course it could not be Lin Qi.

"Anrun!"

"Legendary!"

"Anrun!"

"Legendary!"

It's Anrun! An Run's appearance made the atmosphere of the stadium reach a wave of small **. An Run's popularity is too high, and what he has achieved in just a few years is something that many professional players cannot achieve in their lifetime.

After An Run came out of the players' tunnel, he waved his hand to the fans who supported him, and the cheers of the fans were even louder.

Lin Qi was standing not far from An Run, and after he saw An Run's movements, he couldn't help but pout: "Cut~ is so popular, but he is just a traitor, what is there to do." ”

Lin Qi muttered, turned around and walked to the bench of the Quancheng team, leaving An Run with a dashing back. An Run also noticed Lin Qi, not because he knew Lin Qi, but because of the number on Lin Qi's body.

"Number nine?" An Run was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Heh~ No wonder it's so coquettish." ”

Even An Run, who saw Lin Qi for the first time, saw that Lin Qi's bag was coming, which shows how strong Lin Qi's fighting spirit is in this game.

However, for Lin Qi's sassy bag, An Run can only scoff at it. This No. 9 jersey is also held by the Quancheng team and Lin Qi as a treasure, and An Run himself is quite disdainful of this jersey.

At that time, the Springs team almost begged him to accept the jersey, but he didn't accept it.

"It's just a jersey that I don't want anymore, it's a shame that you're like this." An Run only glanced at Lin Qi and then withdrew his gaze.

For An Run, Lin Qi is just an inconsequential person. Even when King Lin Qi said that he was going to kill him, An Run didn't take Lin Qi to heart.

It's just that An Run's heart is also a little resentful, and the way the Quancheng team uses him to hype up makes An Run very unhappy.

"Using a tease to humiliate me, Wang Yi is really going back more and more." An Run shook his head helplessly, there are many people who are popular, behind An Run's huge reputation, this kind of hype and even humiliation is inevitable.

"In this game, let's beat you back to your original shape, the Chinese League is really not a place where you can come." An Run pulled his thoughts back from Lin Qi's body, turned around and walked into the green field.

The fans' cheers for An Run are still continuing, and in the studio of Qilu Sports Station, commentator Zhou Chen and guest commentator Hu Lie are also cheering for An Run.

"An Run's popularity is really high, as soon as he appeared, the atmosphere of the whole scene was different."

"The stadium of the Qilu team that can accommodate 60,000 people is full, and I am afraid that none of these people are not fans of Anrun." Hu Lie is right, the 60,000 fans may not all be fans of the Qilu team, but they are definitely Anrun fans.

Anrun's contribution to the Chinese national team has made fans who do not support the Qilu team fall in love with Anrun.

Amid the huge cheers of the fans, the game began, and the Qilu team took the lead in kicking off the first half. Just after kick-off, the Qilu team launched a wave of fierce offensive against the Quancheng team.

The ball finally reached An Run's feet, and An Yun took a decisive long-range shot from outside the box, and the ball went just over the crossbar.

"Huh~" The fans expressed their regret for An Run's shot with his feet, which was only a dozen centimeters away from the goal.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, An Run's long-range shot is very threatening, but it's a pity that it's a little higher." Commentator Zhou Chen explained.

"An Run's state today is very good, his offensive desire ~ hope is also very strong, and the Quancheng team is in trouble." Commentator Hu Lie echoed.

"Hey~ An Run's foot-to-foot shooting looks familiar." After Zhou Chen expressed his regret, he suddenly felt that An Run's foot-shooting seemed to have been seen from somewhere.

Hu Lie also reacted at this time: "It is indeed déjà vu, not long ago, Lin Qi pierced the door of the Qilu Youth Team with such a shot. ”

"Haha~" Zhou Chen laughed, and then said: "No wonder I feel familiar, the Qilu team is going to attack Chen Song and Lin Qi in an all-round way." ”

"The tactics of this attack are the same as Chen Song's tactics when the Quancheng Youth Team played against the Qilu Youth Team!"

"Wei Sanlin, the head coach of the Qilu team, is really bad enough to arrange such an attack."

"It's a pity that An Run's shot is slightly higher than the crossbar, and if this long-range shot goes in, it will be a big blow to the Quancheng team." Hu Lie continued: "Chen Song should have been scared by this shot. ”

Qilu Sports Station gave Chen Song a close-up in a timely manner, Chen Song in the camera had a serious expression, and he was indeed scared out of a cold sweat by An Run's foot-to-foot shot.

"Copy my offensive routine? Wei Sanlin is really calculating! "Chen Song has already felt the trickiness of this match.

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