The atmosphere is a little weird, not like a national team game, there is no kind of unity, as for why, Ji Xiang didn't understand.

He doesn't have enough social experience, and he doesn't usually have much interest in football and doesn't know much. This quirky atmosphere...... Even if he wanted to break his head, Ji Xiang couldn't figure out why.

So when he first came to empathize, Ji Xiang felt that everything was so strange.

With only 12 minutes to go, Ji Xiang gradually remembered something.

The two foreigners in the stands are AC Milan scouts, and they came out to see Ji Xiang's performance today.

But the coach knew that someone came to watch the game, but he still only gave Ji Xiang ten minutes to play in garbage time.

That's it, Ji Xiang doesn't care.

It's not because of empathy, the people or things in it are data, and they have nothing to do with themselves, but Ji Xiang is this kind of person.

Kicking off in the middle circle and slowly reversing his feet, Ji Xiang found that he seemed to be playing against 11 opponents alone.

Only he is trying to scramble, and the other players are walking.

Damn it!

Ji Xiang scolded viciously in his heart, and the behavior of other people aroused the strength in Ji Xiang's heart.

rushed again and again, although he had superior talent, Ji Xiang's success rate was not high.

Time passed minute by minute, and Ji Xiang finally took advantage of the opponent's carelessness in the backcourt to complete a beautiful steal.

He almost arced in a motion that defied the laws of physics, using his speed to run past three defenders and slam forward with the ball.

Suddenly!

A figure rushed over like lightning, and the ferocious tackle made Ji Xiang feel a huge threat.

Ji Xiang can even be sure that the opponent is coming for his ankle, not for the ball.

The ball is not the right person, there is no sportsmanship, and it is still on the premise that the opponent is leading by 4 goals, which is too much!

There was no time to play the ball, so Ji Xiang could only jump high to avoid this malicious foul.

When Ji Xiang fell, he turned his head to see who was running against the spirit of sportsmanship to tackle the ball. In the next second, Ji Xiang was stunned.

It's not the opposing player who tackles, it's the ...... Own players.

Crazy!

Crazy people!

I just finished the steal, but the "own" player actually blacked at him!

Is this still a football game? Ji Xiang was stunned for a full 5 seconds, although he had just arrived, he had already felt the continuous malice.

As for it!

A wave of sadness welled up in my heart, almost dissipating the strands just now.

But Ji Xiang has a strong mind, and as soon as this negative emotion appears, he realizes that something is wrong and immediately dissipates it.

Continue to fight, others don't move, but Ji Xiang will move.

It's just that the people that Ji Xiang pays attention to are not only opponents, but also "his own people".

That black foot made Ji Xiang's heart palpitate, although he just felt it, but Ji Xiang definitely didn't want to be injured.

A few minutes later, Ji Xiang once again took advantage of his opponent's mistake to steal the ball.

At this time, in his gaze, there were opponents all around, and there were no comrades. Ji Xiang instantly increased his speed to the limit, used his body to eat his opponent, and ran wildly all the way.

The opponent's backfield players chased and intercepted, and Ji Xiang suddenly shot vigorously at the position of 30 meters in front of the penalty area.

The football falls into the goal again.

Ji Xiang picked up the football from the opponent's goal and ran to the center circle again.

At this time, he was like a paranoid, and everyone looked coldly at this kid who was out of place with his surroundings.

As the clock ticked for injury time, Ji Xiang caught a glimpse of the scout in the stands talking with a smile on his face.

He knew that his performance should have passed, but Ji Xiang was just not convinced.

Another steal to break out of the encirclement, Ji Xiang sent the football into the opponent's goal for the third time in very little playing time.

The score is 3:4.

The atmosphere on the field was a little wrong after this goal, and Ji Xiang didn't care about the murderous gaze of his "teammates". Even if he is alone, he has to do his best.

The midfielder kicks off and passes the ball to the backcourt after the foot is reversed.

Ji Xiang knew that they were wasting time, and even if he could, he would never give himself time.

But in the next second, Ji Xiang stood at half court and looked dumbfounded.

Not only did they fall to the back of the pitch, but there were other tricks – the goalkeeper stumbled when the ball was passed back to the goalkeeper, and the not-so-fast ball slipped between his legs and slid slowly into the goal.

The score is 3:5.

People can be so shameless!

Ji Xiang was speechless, he didn't even have the strength to shrug his shoulders, spread his hands, and look at the sky.

The shamelessness of these people can no longer be described in words, the black feet that just fell to themselves, the current "own goal", the smiling faces and relieved expressions of the "own" players after the own goal, everything made Ji Xiang disgusted.

He suddenly remembered that the reason why he entered the team was because of the high public opinion, because he had already made his debut when he played in Europe, and even attracted the covetousness of AC Milan.

But what can you do if you enter the national team, if you don't give money, Ji Xiang has no playing time at all.

Don't ask, if you ask, you are in a bad state and you are experiencing jet lag.

The only one who left himself more than ten minutes and shot three goals himself.

However, this seems to have ruined their big business, and they even did not hesitate to maintain a 2-goal difference in a clumsy way.

Although he realized that he was hopeless, Ji Xiang still ran hard and cherished every minute of the mall.

Another steal, Ji Xiang dribbled all the way north, he didn't observe, because everyone was not trustworthy.

In a difficult dribble pass, Ji Xiang just raised his right leg to shoot hard, and he even heard the graceful sound of the ball spinning and rubbing when it fell into the net.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from the left ankle, which was used as a supporting foot.

Ji Xiang spun around a few times in mid-air, and he was surprised to see a "teammate" wearing a tracksuit of the same color sliding behind his back.

The shovel was fierce, as if Ji Xiang had just thrown his son into the well and made his family die.

Finished......

Ji Xiang thought of the sinister hearts of people, but he never expected them to be so vicious, and even made such an undisguised action in order to prevent his goal.

Still injured, Ji Xiang fell heavily to the ground, holding his left foot and rolling constantly.

The referees were dumbfounded, how to blow a similar situation?

He had never seen such a vicious steal between his own players, or even a malicious foul.

If it's an opposing athlete, it's undoubtedly a yellow card.

But......

The referee was stunned for a few seconds, and then motioned for the team doctor to come on the field and carry Ji Xiang down.

The scouts of AC Milan in the stands were also dumbfounded, they saw with their own eyes how hard that kick was just now.

Could it be that a star of hope has fallen?

They were a little sorry, and the player who had just injured Ji Xiang was arrogant, and seemed to say with other people with facial expressions - Lao Tzu's territory, Lao Tzu is in charge!

Whoever dares to say a word, Ji Xiang will be the end!

(End of chapter)