The genius who comes out at the critical moment to steal the spotlight is just as much as the ubiquitous and ethereal luck, which is worth looking forward to, but cannot be counted on.

Therefore, this goal boiled the entire Liao Provincial team, but only made head coach Wang Hongli clench his fists tightly and shouted.

Then, there was a deep sense of frustration.

Even if the score is now leading, even if the game is over with ten minutes left, even if the championship is immediately within reach. I can't alleviate this feeling in the slightest.

I'm really unwilling!

An opponent with such a large difference in strength needs to be defeated with balloons and genius inspiration. This has to be said to be a complete tactical defeat.

What's more, the game is not over yet, and there are still few people on the field.

Thinking of this, Wang Hongli shook his head with a wry smile, and his eyes went back and forth on the home team's bench next to him, until he locked on the young man who was still sitting quietly with a calm face.

As if sensing the gaze of concern, Lu Wei turned his head and met his gaze.

Look at each other and smile.

It's just that why do you feel that unfathomable gaze?

Wang Hongli paused for a moment, and immediately, he also piled up the unique smile of Northeast people, exaggerated and honest.

Hide shrewdness and toughness under your nose.

Yes, such opponents.

It's worth all your might, a fight!

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However, it is clear that the opponent who deserves the fight is making a desperate bet.

In the final, at home, there were less than ten minutes to go, and they were only one goal behind.

Climb, but also climb into the opponent's penalty area.

The game was completely reversed, and the S provincial team was now pressed down by the Liao provincial team, attacking and defending at half time.

This kind of spectacle, which no one could have imagined before the game, is really staged.

coupled with the startled voice of Wei Daxia on the TV, people who don't know why were even more bluffed.

Actually, there really aren't any good opportunities.

The Liao Provincial team, which has made up its mind to defend to the death, can still do a good job of defending even if there are only ten people. Moreover, Li Jingyu, who is in good shape, has to take the ball in the midfield from time to time to kill, threatening everyone's fragile little liver.

Sun Yongkang has completely lost the six gods, and the weak side of his character is exposed, every attack seems to be able to mobilize all his emotions, and every failure seems to pull his already fragile nerves hard.

It's going to crash.

Lu Wei looked at the head coach in front of him who was about to burst into tears, and the voice that was about to cry: "What should I do, what should I do, will I change people?" ”

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment?

The spring breeze in his head is proud, his career is immeasurable, can't he accept the reality in front of him?

The old man who was driven away by you should still be in the stands, he should be smiling, watching, his disciples, the curtain call.

For this sport, you, have no love.

So, it abandons you.

The voice was still cold, "No, trust them." ”

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There is indeed no way.

It's just luck.

Lu Wei had no choice, and the teenagers present didn't have to think about anything, so they rushed up with the explosives bag.

The seemingly passionate scene of sparks is actually a very smooth transition, but it is the few times that the Liao Provincial team counterattacks with the ball are more threatening.

Time slipped away quietly. Ninety minutes are over, and now, it's four minutes of stoppage time.

It's really strange, there is no nervousness, loss, regret on the faces of the teenagers, there is only a calm look and resolute eyes.

Others, it is beyond imagination of body lì and attention.

The competition is not over yet, and the championship is even more out of reach, but these teenagers seem to have been baptized.

In my eyes, there is only the ball that is constantly beating, and in my mind, there is only the game that is in full swing.

Perhaps, at this moment, it is pure competition.

There are no distractions.

Yao Xia sprinted back, panting, and roared: "It's so enjoyable, why? ”

Wang Songsong also smiled: "If Director Fan sees it, it is estimated that he will also feel enjoyable." ”

Lao Wu rarely participated in the discussion: "Two melon babies, do it quickly, the ball is ours again!" ”

Only Liu Min still had some regrets: "Boss, you haven't scored yet!" Didn't you say that one game is better to score one by one? ”

Everyone around was in a row, and Wang Songsong reacted the fastest: "It's really ha, boss, you just have one game in five games, a total of five!" ”

You Mo scratched his head: "Yes, you have a pretty good memory." ”

There was a boo around, big brother, just a few games, just two weeks, those goals can really be recalled with your eyes closed, your innocent expression, Bo sympathy?!

You Mo also seemed to react, patted his head, turned around and ran forward: "The ball is coming, come down and say ha!" ”

Liu Min was very proud of his god-like Jianyì, and shouted after him: "Okay, I'll invite you to dinner when you come in!" Skewers or hot pot, you choose! ”

You Mo didn't reply: "Got it!" Your baby knows how to eat! I won't use it if I soak a girl! ”

Chu Brother Liu Min was stunned for an instant: "What's the matter, how do you use it?" ”

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Yes, is it going to be over?

Wei Daxia's heart was sour, and his eyes were staring blankly at the time when he was approaching the end of the line minute by minute.

The expressions of the teenagers made him very pleased, and their growth made him even more surprised and proud.

Just, runner-up?

Runner-up?!

Just a little bit away from success, but failing?

Then it's really better to fight for the third place and come back.

Perhaps, their progress has surprised everyone, and perhaps, after such a game, they have taken a big step forward.

But why, it's still faintly sad?

After fighting for 90 minutes, did you still make a wedding dress for the other party?

When the opponent celebrates wildly, looking gloomy, when the background?

Can only use your own progress to comfort that lost heart?

Why can't you win the championship to reward your hard-working heart?!

It's competitive sports!

Console?

This kind of word is disgusting to think about!

The voice of the commentator next to him revealed a lingering sadness: "Well, there is only more than half a minute left in the game, the Liao Provincial team is still attacking with the ball, they have already pressed it out, yes, as long as the ball is protected and advanced to the opponent's half, the rest of the time, it is unlikely to complete an attack." Well, the advancement is very smooth, it's really amazing, more than 90 minutes and such a good body. Oh, and you're on the edge of your own penalty area, will you shoot? No, pretty! The fifth man grabbed this in time, and the other party fouled! It's a free kick in the backfield, time, I'll take a look, ah, there are still more than 20 seconds, hurry up, the Liao Provincial team has quickly returned to defense, hurry up and drive forward! ”

Wei Daxia was also attracted by his gradually raised voice, and his eyes focused back, although his voice was still a little soft: "Well, there should be another chance to attack, let's see." It's just a free kick at the back, why are there two people standing in front of the ball? Wouldn't it, it's You Mo and Wang Songsong?! What are they going to do? There is no high point in the frontcourt, should Yao Xia go to grab points? Oh, what is Yumo bending over to solve? took it out, what was it, and threw it to Wang Songsong. No way! Wang Songsong almost fell! Is it that heavy? What the hell is it? Forget it, it's an indirect free kick, do you want to start walking on the ground from here? Oh, no, Wang Songsong flicked the ball sideways, You Mozhu ran two steps and rushed up, right? Is it a shot? ”