"Hahaha, Huaguo's football level is known to the world, as far as their skills are concerned, they are embarrassed to participate in the Olympic Games, I think this time Huaguo's goal, at least we have to score five goals!" A foreign devil looked at the Chinese football team walking into the stadium and laughed sarcastically and arrogantly.

"Huaguo football, eh! It's useless, it's soft-footed shrimp who play football, even the coach of their national team can't get along in our country, and the coach of a national team is invited from abroad, doesn't this show how bad their football level is? A foreign devil sighed with disdain.

"Fart, football was still invented in our country, as early as the era of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, we invented football in China, and in the Warring States Period, we had football in China, but the football at that time was called Keju, and your ancestors were not born at that time!" A Chinese retorted.

"That is, football was invented by our Huaguo, if it weren't for our many wars in China, you foreign devils' football skills would not be worthy of our Huaguo shoes!" Another Chinese spoke out in solidarity.

"Come on, the Huaguo team is up!" Hundreds of Chinese shouted loudly in a neat manner, although Huaguo's football disappointed them, they did not hesitate to exert all their strength to cheer for the national football team!

"Cut!" Countless foreign devils raised their middle fingers and booed.

The Chinese football players who entered the field heard the sound of their compatriots cheering, and their blood immediately boiled, and when they heard the boos of foreign devils, the anger in their hearts began to spread.

"Brothers, today we are going to shoot the door of foreign devils, let them know that the majesty of Huaguo cannot be trampled on, and let them realize how strong our Huaguo football team is on the ground!"

"Yes, Brother Lin is right, these foreign devils are too arrogant, we have to give them a little bit of power, I wanted to win two or three goals at random and save some face for them, since they are so rampant, we don't need to be too polite!"

"People are good at being bullied, horses are good at being ridden, shoot them!"

"yes, shoot them!"

"Brothers, take out all your strength and overturn the foreign devils!"

The Chinese football players on the field gathered together to discuss the question of how many goals to score, perhaps because the foreign devils were too arrogant, and they proposed to attack with all their strength and kick the foreign devils' goals.

After guessing that the coin is divided, Huaguo's side kicks off first.

Captain Yu Da Niu gently kicked the ball towards Gong Run, who was standing not far away.

Looking at the football rolling on the grass, Gong Run looked at the goal of the foreign devil and kicked the football hard.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the football was like a cannonball out of the chamber, rushing towards the goal of the foreign devil with great force.

"Hahaha, I'll just say, Huaguo's football level is vulnerable, do you see? Just serve so far to shoot at goal, is there such a thing? ”

"That's it, at this level, I still come to the Olympics, and I'm not afraid of embarrassing their country!"

"Eh, the guy who shot the goal is such a bastard, he gave the ball to the foreign devil as soon as it started!"

"What?" Countless people stupidly watched the football enter the door.

"Ahh Countless people screamed.

"Why?" Countless people are puzzled.

"Oh yes, it was a goal in the opening game!"

"Good job, kill them!"

"Good shot!"

Countless people were shocked, and hundreds of Chinese couldn't help but stand up and cheer when they saw the national team score.

"Shoot them, brothers!" The Chinese football players on the field made eye contact.

"You guys keep an eye on that Gong Run for me, don't let him get the ball again!" Stein, the coach of the French national team, was a little shocked before Hua Guo scored a goal at the beginning, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and after arranging the tactics, he sat leisurely on the sidelines with a cup of coffee.

Yang Dequan quickly rushed to the foreign devil holding the ball, but saw that his body twisted, hooked his right foot, and easily snatched the football from the feet of the foreign devil.

Kicked the football a few meters, and Yang Dequan kicked the football hard.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, under the strong force, the football deformed and flew, like a meteor piercing the galaxy, and drilled into the goal of the foreign devil.

"Two to zero!"

was scored by the Huaguo team again, and the coffee cup in Stein's hand was also scared and fell to the ground.

"Well done!"

"Well done!"

"Did the Huaguo team take medicine today?"

"It's too fierce, it's only been less than two minutes, the Huaguo team has scored two goals, if it goes on like this, I don't know how many goals the Huaguo team can score today!"

"Great, I can finally raise my eyebrows, even if the national team loses today, it will still be honorable even if it loses!"

"Fart, if it goes on like this, will our national team lose?"

"Definitely not going to lose, I just don't know how many goals our national team can score?"

"I think I can score at least ten goals!"

"Do you think it's basketball?"

At this moment, the football once again plunged into the goal of the foreign devil.

"Yay!"

"Good shot!"

"Damn, the national team is too fierce, and I scored another goal!"

In less than ten minutes, Huaguo scored ten goals, one by one Huaguo football players, grabbed the ball and did not pass it to their teammates, after dribbling and adjusting the direction, it was a shot, fast and powerful football, which was not at all a foreign devil goalkeeper could block!

The French national team was stunned, and the foreign devils on the field were also stunned, their eyes widened, looking at the game that was still going on in disbelief.

"Nima, if it goes on like this, wouldn't it be for me as a goalkeeper, if only the foreign devil kicked the ball to me, so that I could try the feeling of the goalkeeper scoring a goal!" Huaguo team goalkeeper Luo strengthened the dark road.

Twenty minutes passed, and the score gap widened again, becoming 18 to 1, during which the French coach called a few timeouts and arranged a few tactics, but unfortunately, the result was useless!

One by one, the fierce Chinese football players pressed the situation and competed actively, coupled with the speed, strength, and skill all surpassing the French devils several times, and the French devils who controlled the ball could only watch the football being snatched away by the opponent.

The Chinese football player who grabbed the ball lifted it with a kick, and the football cut through the field and drilled into the goal of the foreign devil.

Yang Dequan quickly rushed to the foreign devil holding the ball, just when he wanted to snatch the opponent's football, but saw that the opponent deliberately fell, he was afraid of eating cards, his body turned, and the foot that was originally stretched out was also retracted.

Bypassing the other party, he kicked the unmanned football fiercely, only to hear a bang, the football flew in response, straight into the opponent's goal, the foreign devils in the stands were silent, and the Chinese audience was excited.

The head coach of the Huaguo team, Firth, was sad and happy in his heart, and changed a few people one after another, but the result did not change at all, openly and secretly signaled to the Huaguo players, to be forgiving and forgiving, and to score a few fewer goals, but unfortunately there were no Chinese players to bird him!

"Brothers, give me a ball and let me feel the goal!" Luo Qiang shouted loudly at his teammates.

"Wait!"

"What goal do you score as a goalkeeper?"

"Forget it, let's pass one to him later!"

"Everyone is brothers, when the game is over, pass him a ball!"

"We all have meat to eat, so let's give him a little soup!"

"Look down and don't look up, don't give him a ball, it doesn't seem to be reasonable!"

Time passed slowly, the French football players bowed their heads and sighed, they had no fighting spirit, the powerful Chinese team had long made them afraid, if it weren't for the bullshit Olympic spirit, they would have cried and flashed people a long time ago.

"Lao Luo, the ball is coming!" After Yu Da Niu grabbed the ball, he kicked it towards the goal on his side.

"This guy can't be a mutiny, right?"

"The goal is over there, you shoot that way?"

"Gua, why was such a person selected for the national team?"

Luo Qiang grabbed the flying soccer ball with one hand, and after putting it on the ground, he looked at the goal of the French devil opposite and kicked the soccer ball with all his might

"Boom!" With a bang, the football pierced the pitch and pierced into the French goal.

Several referees were stunned on the spot, they didn't know whether the goalkeeper's goal should be counted or not, and countless people were stunned, they had never seen the goalkeeper shoot