Chapter 378 Pretending to be dead

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After Wang Xiaodong scored, Bell rushed over immediately and jumped on Wang Xiaodong before Modric.

It seemed like he had just assisted.

"DONG!"

"IT'S DONG!"

"DONG DONG GOAL!!!"

the narrator of White Hart Lane shouted.

Gun fans finally understand that as long as Wang Xiaodong is on the court, the North London Derby will only have one outcome!

"I'm afraid Arsenal will say goodbye to the 'Holy Day' from now on!" the commentator said proudly.

After falling behind by one goal, Arsenal got into trouble first.

While he was hesitating whether to attack fiercely and counterattack, he was afraid that Bell and Lennon would have room to counterattack.

The professor, worried about gain and loss, almost pulled out the zipper, but he still couldn't get an answer.

If you don't attack, the game is actually over.

The offensive and defensive midfielder formed by Wang Xiaodong and Modric may become the latest model in the Premier League!

The professor sighed helplessly. His group of young players still couldn't completely make up for the gap after Henry left!

On the court, Arsenal's players played extremely awkwardly.

Gilberto wanted to have a 1V1 with Wang Xiaodong, but he was either played by Modric or beaten by Bale. Cesc Fabregas also had a hard time playing, and the fighting attitude of Huddlestone and Boateng was simply superb. Wang Xiaodong is a replica of Wang Xiaodong this season. Not only is he "fearless of death", but his other comprehensive abilities are not bad either.

At the same time, Robin van Persie, Adebayor, Senderos and Rosicky all played timidly.

After being unable to show his true strength, he started to make more small moves.

The referee also turned a blind eye. He didn't care when Tottenham players "provoked" their opponents in the tunnel before the game. This "harmless" physical contact was nothing at all.

The referee's decision was so lenient, the game naturally flowed much more smoothly, and the atmosphere on the court gradually became more lively.

Wang Xiaodong is not as tough as last season. He has been hiding behind Modric and assisting his teammates in some coordination.

But if you really want to miss me, then I won't tolerate you and directly threaten your goal with long shots.

Unable to match up with those who wanted to defend, and being suppressed when defending, the entire Arsenal team was extremely depressed and could not keep up any energy.

Well now, the Gunners' overall offense is limited and they always make mistakes defensively.

The loopholes facing Tottenham are simply bigger than the loopholes on the International Space Station.

Gilberto Silva has neither Henry's influence and charisma, nor Vieira's strong physique and brutal style of play. Facing the youthful storm of Tottenham, he really can't find a better way. to stop the opponent from wreaking havoc.

Seeing that the first half was coming to an end, Gilberto Silva found an opportunity, crossed the center line with a bit of luck, and tried to participate in the attack.

If we can steal a chicken to tie the score before the end of the first half, then there will be more to play in the second half.

But it turns out that Gilberto Silva’s little thoughts were well captured by his opponents.

After Modric stole the ball in the backcourt, he quickly drove to the frontcourt.

Lennon appeared in this position, with nothing in front of him except the ball that bounced to the ground.

Seeing this, the electric mouse started sprinting without hesitation.

At this time, Arsenal's entire defensive midfielder could only watch Lennon leave, hoping that their central defenders could make up for it.

Lennon ran wildly with the ball and reached the edge of Arsenal's penalty area.

After glancing at the road, he saw that there was still a chance, so he actually started to cut inside in front of his opponent.

At this moment, except for Bell on the other wing and Berba at the front, no one else has followed.

After a simple smash, Lennon hit the goal from a small angle.

Almunia barely touched it and the ball bounced to Berba's feet.

The Bulgarian didn't seem to take such a simple pie seriously. With a slight push with his right foot, he pushed it directly into Almunia's chest.

In this way, while the Arsenal goalkeeper fell to the ground, he completed an ultimate save.

But before the gun fans could get over the tension, another white figure entered the penalty area.

Although a beat slower than other teammates, Almunia's two consecutive saves gave Wang Xiaodong the opportunity to rush into the opponent's penalty area.

Facing the rebound ball, Wang Xiaodong is not as gentle as Berba.

He directly raised his right leg and swung the ball hard before it hit the ground.

boom!

The sound of firecrackers as sneakers and ball collided, and the ball was directly blasted into the top net by Wang Xiaodong.

It was 2-0 before halftime. Is there anything more worthy of celebration than this score?

Seeing the ball hit the net, Wang Xiaodong immediately raised his hands, turned his head and ran behind him, wanting to give joy to other teammates.

But just when he turned around and took the second step, tragedy happened.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound.

Wang Xiaodong's head buzzed and he fell to the ground on his back.

There was also a scream from the other side, and a bald referee in black covered his forehead and backed away in a daze.

Seeing Wang Xiaodong fall to the ground, the cheers of the fans in the stands stopped abruptly.

No one expected that such an accident would happen after scoring a goal.

I just took a supplementary shot. Why are you, a referee, running into the penalty area?

Still so close to me?

The joy of scoring a goal made Wang Xiaodong not even notice that there was someone behind him. He just turned around and ran away.

Now, in this PK match between Mars and Earth, Wang Xiaodong fell directly on his back.

It seemed that he suffered a loss, but in fact the referee was already dizzy at this moment, but his body's instinct was still barely supporting his body.

Seeing this, other players quickly ran forward to support the referee.

Taking a peek at the growing crowd, Wang Xiaodong simply tilted his head and "played dead" on the ground.

It’s not a good time to show off!

I really didn’t mean it!

I'm just angry at Arsenal, but I'm very respectful to the referee!

Bless me, the Jade Emperor, but please don’t come to trouble me.

With the support of players from both sides, the referee from Birmingham finally stopped showing off.

My feet felt weak and I directly chose to lie down.

Listening to the constant shouting of "team doctor" over there, Wang Xiaodong quickly closed his eyes tightly and remained motionless.

Within a few seconds, doctors from both teams ran to the two of them carrying medical kits.

Tottenham's team doctor naturally cared about his own players first. Before the two team doctors could stand still, Wang Xiaodong heard the sound of a medicine box hitting his ear.

"Um?"

"This body fragrance, this smell..."

"Is it Rebecca?"

Wang Xiaodong subconsciously opened one eye, just in time to see a can of spray being handed to him.

On the two towering mountain peaks, the beautiful team doctor's eyes were staring directly at him.

Holy shit!

So embarrassing!

No, I have to faint quickly!

Unless I'm carried off on a stretcher, I'll never open my eyes again!

In such an embarrassing moment, Wang Xiaodong quickly closed his eyes and tilted his head.

"Rebecca, why are you hesitating? Treat the injury quickly!" The team doctor on the other side had been rummaging through the medicine box for medicines, and when he saw Rebecca stopped, he hurriedly urged.

Not only Rebecca, but also Robbie Keane who was dragging Wang Xiaodong's head, Bell and King Silver Horn who looked anxious next to them also saw Wang Xiaodong secretly open his eyes.

The team members who now understood what was going on looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and immediately turned their heads away, trying not to laugh out loud.

The elderly team doctor didn't even see the scene where Wang Xiaodong opened his eyes just now. He gently took Wang Xiaodong's head, wiped off the dirt on it, and carefully looked at the place where his forehead collided with the referee.

The effect of force is mutual, and a big bump has bulged on Wang Xiaodong's forehead.

David observed nervously for a while: "Rebecca, if DONG still can't wake up, I don't rule out the possibility of a concussion..."

"Don't worry, Mr. David, I will take care of it all."

From nervousness to panic to surprise, Rebecca, who knew Wang Xiaodong was pretending, was now extremely calm.

The beautiful team doctor gave the other team members a wink, took the needle from David's hand, held it in the air and pressed out a small column of water.

After filming this clip, the Tottenham players who understood the situation immediately formed a circle and tightly wrapped Wang Xiaodong in the center.

Neither the cameraman nor the commentator could clearly see the situation on the field. They scratched their heads and scratched their heads. The commentator could only say helplessly: "It seems that DONG's collision was really serious."

"Although he was made of steel, he turned around and collided with the person behind him without any defense."

"No one else can withstand such a huge impact."

"We can only hope that DONG is safe and sound."

"But the referee is really brave."

"He actually had a tie with DONG, which shows that he has been practicing a lot."

The commentator was talking nonsense, and the results of the process were already announced on the other side.

A stretcher was carried onto the field, and a person was hurriedly carried off.

Seeing this, the fans once again focused their attention on Tottenham.

Looking at the crowd surrounding them, the fans became even more nervous.

"Oh my god, I hope nothing happens to DONG."

"God bless, if DONG can be safe, I am willing to trade my wife's 50 kilograms of weight."

"Ooooooo, mom, what's wrong with DONG? Is he dead?" a child asked.

"Don't talk nonsense, DONG is in such good health, nothing will happen to him!"

The child's mother gave her child a hard slap on the forehead. After the slap, she looked at the Tottenham players on the field and rubbed her son's forehead in fear.

"DONG, the referee was knocked down by you, how long are you going to keep pretending?"

Robbie Keane whispered hastily as he watched the referee being carried away from him.

"Yes, DONG, get up quickly. If this keeps up, the team doctor from the opposite side will probably come to help!" Lennon also said hurriedly.

"DONG, if you keep pretending, your secret will be exposed!"

But Wang Xiaodong seemed to be pretending to be addicted. Whether it was a fake injection or an aerosol drug to stimulate him, he stopped opening his eyes.

Just when her teammates were looking anxious, Rebecca rolled her eyes, and when she was checking Wang Xiaodong's head, her hand slipped and she slapped Wang Xiaodong's crotch.

"Fuck!!!"

With a classic Chinese exclamation, Wang Xiaodong was so frightened that his body tensed up.

"Hey, are you awake?" Rebecca asked, moving her fingers in front of Wang Xiaodong and licking the corners of her mouth.

"Ah~~~~" Wang Xiaodong reluctantly raised his head and covered his forehead, "It hurts, it hurts..."

When the other teammates saw this, some couldn't help but want to laugh, while others looked envious.

"DONG, you finally woke up!" Upon seeing this, David, who had been kept in the dark, immediately let out a sigh of relief and shook his head at the stretcher bearer on the sidelines.

"DONG, you really scared me to death, come here, what is this?"

Looking at his fingers that suddenly changed from 2 to 3, Wang Xiaodong complained: "Can you stop and ask again?"

"Then how much is this?" David was still worried, so he clenched his hand into a fist and asked again.

The team doctor was testing Wang Xiaodong's judgment here, and his teammates were talking quietly over there.

"DONG is really good at pretending. I was fooled by him at first. His acting skills can be selected for Oscars!" Robbie Keane smacked his lips.

"Yes, yes! By the way, captain, do you think DONG did it on purpose? Why did he just happen to hit the referee?" Beiba drooped his eyes and put on a conspiratorial face.

"But DONG is so lucky. I saw it just now. Rebecca not only held her down, but also grabbed her hard!" Bell said with envy on his face.

"Fake, if I have this opportunity next time, I will do it again no matter what!" Lennon was even more eager to try.

Modric blinked after hearing this, fell to the ground, and shouted: "I fainted, who will save me?"