"Ho ho ho, Shaparev is crooked now."

Director Zhang opened his mouth wide and popped out such a sentence for a long time.

"Yes, he ran for the ball, maybe the turf was not very flat, so he didn't grasp the tackle well."

Duan Xuan followed and opened his eyes and said nonsense.

If Shaparev's legs are too high, Kim Dohoon can go to the top of the Forbidden City with Yue Buqun.

But the fans don't care about that, just this one is relieving!

"There was a confrontation between the players of the two teams on the field, which is that the referee did not grasp the law enforcement scale, so that the players on both sides could not suppress the anger."

"The Korean player made the first move, Lin Supo covered his face and fell, is he injured again?"

Hurt, non-existent!

Huang Shanhong stretched out his hand, and Lin Supo deliberately came up.

This trick is Busquets's famous work, originally Lin Supo never thought of using this trick, but there is no need to talk about sportsmanship when dealing with small sticks.

And he doesn't peek like Busquets.

Lin Supo covered his face when he fell to the ground, deliberately bit his lower lip, and whipped him in pain.

Because of this, the confrontation between the players on both sides became more intense, and it was almost uncontrollable, and the fourth official ran in to help pull the rack.

When the referee saw that the scene was out of control, he seemed to remember that he still had cards.

Then, his decision caused a huge controversy.

Shaparev, yellow card, Hwang Sunhong, yellow card.

It can be said that the punishment is not at all insignificant, but for both parties, it is unacceptable.

Especially when the fans of the Chinese team saw the blood on the corner of Lin Supo's mouth after he got up, they scolded directly.

"Referee, Brake!"

"Black Whistle, collect the money!"

The Korean team is also not convinced, after all, Kim Do-hoon was fished away by the Korean team doctor like a dead dog when the two sides clashed, and it was not only the ICU but also the CPU that was compared.

Originally, they were noisy when they talked, just listening to "Xiba" and "Smecta".

The referee saw that there was no way, and immediately touched his shirt again, and a few Korean players who were jumping happily immediately became honest.

"Haha."

Director Zhang was happy, "South Korean players have dates and no dates to play three poles, if you don't punish me, you will put pressure on me, and if you want to punish me, I will run." ”

In this regard, the little stick has always been flexible.

Not to mention that it's just a matter of teammates.

If you have seen the involution of their sports team, you will know that the Korean teams are not harmonious.

Who wants to stand up for their teammates and eat their own cards, in case they return home, they have to apologize.

At this time, Lin Supo had an air traffic control Shaparev.

"Why are you so hard all of a sudden?"

Shaparev bowed his head and did not speak.

Lin Supo looked at the child and couldn't ask anything, patted him on the shoulder and said, "You see that you are so thin, and you love to get hurt, so let's leave it to the adults to fight." ”

"I'm 16 years old!"

"Well, soldier, you're right."

Lin Supo didn't care about waving his hand and didn't argue with him.

Because when he was a teenager, he also hated his parents for treating him as a child.

Although Shaparev is more mature and stable than his peers, his experience and life experience are there, and he doesn't have much knowledge, and no matter how mature he is, he is still a child.

South Korea made substitutions, but their morale was severely affected.

Especially after the referee was suddenly harsh, the Korean players frequently ate cards, which made them lose their minds, and they were soon seized by the Chinese team.

After Lin Supo took the ball in the penalty area, Shaparev stood at the top of the arc of the penalty area and shot directly with a very clever shot.

Although the power is not very large, the ball speed is not slow, and the most important thing is that the arc of the shot is exaggerated. South Korean goalkeeper Kim Byung-ji used his best efforts to stretch his body, but he couldn't stop the shot that almost went into the corner.

"Entered the !!"

"Shaparev, a long shot from the top of the arc of the big penalty area, a rainbow crossed the night sky of Tianhe Stadium!"

The entire Tianhe Stadium was detonated in an instant.

"Shaparev !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The big drum was pounding, as if there were really thousands of troops rushing by.

After the goal, Shaparev was a little overwhelmed and could only wave stupidly at the stands.

Compared with Lin Supo, Totti and Sherko, Shaparev is still not used to standing there in front of tens of thousands of fans, and he can do it if he is asked to play, but he can't show himself in front of the fans.

Duan Xuan said with a smile: "Shaparev's time of playing and celebrating are completely two people, and the celebration has to depend on Lin Supo. ”

"Hahaha, that's, Lin Supo is too confident."

Director Zhang also smiled.

Fortunately, there are no terms such as "social" these days.

After the goal, the South Korean team was in a hurry.

They habitually besiege the referee.

The referee is really a head and two big, so he simply ignores it. The Korean players see that there is no benefit, so forget it, they can't really do anything to the referee.

But not long after the game restarted, the Chinese team won a penalty!

Zhao Xuri fell in the penalty area, and the referee pointed directly to 12 yards, and Xu Jitai, who was close to the defense, immediately quit and kept roaring at the referee.

"Fake fall, this is fake fall, the Chinese team is the best at diving, they will deceive people......"

It's a pity that the referee didn't pay any attention to it.

"Fakoff."

Lin Supo went over to get the ball and said to Xu Jitai.

Xu Jitai, who had seen the power of American soldiers, subconsciously lowered his head and bent over, then reacted and stared at Lin Supo angrily.

Lin Supo doesn't care about him at all, you force you to beat me, if you dare to beat me, you dare to lie down, if you don't arrange for you today, I will follow your surname Pu.

may have heard of Lin Supo's "notoriety", and Xu Jitai, who clenched his fists, still didn't dare to make a move after all.

"Lin Supo took the penalty, which is a test for the goalkeeper, I believe everyone remembers that Dynamo goalkeeper Andre Smetanen was kicked in the face by Lin Supo's shot and went directly to the ambulance, and the follow-up audience may not know, Smetanen is still recuperating in the hospital, and by the way for rehabilitation training, although it is not life-threatening, it is difficult to continue his football career."

"Yes, Lin Supo also visited Smetanen after the game, although he didn't mean it, but you can also see how powerful Lin Supo's shot is, which is very intimidating for any goalkeeper."

In fact, Lin Supo himself didn't know that he had visited Smetanin, because everyone flew directly over Moscow at the end of the game.

But Duan Xuan is also helping him speak.

Although this statement is false.

After all, it can still reflect some humanistic care.

Jin Bingji stood there, looking at Lin Supo who drew a circle on the ground with his toes, he couldn't help but move his throat, and subconsciously wiped the cold sweat on his head.

As a goalkeeper, he knows all too well how powerful a player can be in an ambulance.

Moreover, the ball for today's match was still very hard.

Jin Bingji thought of a question, if the ball was kicked in his face, would it not explode because the material was stitched too tightly?

Without exploding and exploding, the power he bears is two levels.

Nishihachi, this bitch!

Kim Byung-ji slapped his hands twice, his gloves thumping, and the sound seemed to give him strength, probably......

Bang –

After the loud noise, Jin Bingji didn't move, he only felt a hot pain in his ears, I don't know if it was the ball rubbing, he didn't look back to know that the ball was in.

To make matters worse, there was a hot liquid running down his pants.