"Uh uh uh..."
I don’t know if it was because of Argentina’s national games, but after everyone dispersed, Messi still showed that innocent and ignorant smile.
"Uh...Emma, come down quickly, it's not safe up there!" Harry advised from the side.
"NO, I still have a lot of spells to recite!" the little witch said stubbornly.
"Uh...Emma, you're gone!" Ron added at this moment.
Snapped!
Snapped! ! !
The first sound was the sound of the little witch's sandals hitting the ground, and the second sound was the sound of the little witch's hand slapping Ron's face.
"satyr!"
Ron covered his face helplessly.
Ever since she started dating Wang Xiaodong, the little witch's temper has become extremely fierce.
"Emma, what you're shouting is useless! Look, his pimples haven't even broken yet!" Ron complained, rubbing his face.
"Who said that?" the little witch pouted stubbornly, "Look, his hair is messed up! I bet that guy will never score another goal!"
Harry and Ron looked at Messi's hairstyle being rubbed into a chicken coop by his teammates, and looked at each other behind the little witch's head, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes.
“Get up, you people who don’t want to be slaves!!!”
Just when the "Three Idiots of Gryffindor" were complaining to each other, Argentina took advantage of the unsteady military morale after the Olympics lost the ball and made another successful frontcourt steal.
Di Maria succeeded in stealing Hao Junmin from the left and directly found Aguero.
After getting the ball, Aguero finally made a fierce move and used his speed to force his way past Feng Xiaoting's defense.
Facing the Olympic team members who came to cover up the defense, Aguero flicked the ball forward and then passed directly.
At this moment, Li Datou occupied the middle. He watched the ball flying over his head and did not jump. Instead, he turned around and looked at the landing point of the ball, waiting for it to pop out of the baseline.
But Li Datou made a mistake.
He gave up chasing the ball, but Messi didn't!
After Li Weifeng stared at it for two seconds, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
This Argentinian guy can run very fast!
If this continues, maybe we can really catch up!
Just when Li Weifeng was feeling bad and took a step forward, Messi rushed to the bottom line and directly made a side hook with a sliding shovel, and actually saved the ball.
I'll be a good boy!
Feng Xiaoting and Li Weifeng stood up and approached him, but it was already a step too late.
After Messi got up, he took a long step and put the ball directly in front of the two of them.
Before the two could react, Messi pushed with his right foot and pushed the ball directly through the wicket between Li Weifeng's legs.
Before the penalty kick, Aguero had already braced his body and met the ball with his right foot.
Boom!
Uh-huh!
This time, Akun did not waste any more opportunities, and the ball went into the net from the left side of the goal.
Seeing Aguero score, Maradona jumped up from his chair in an instant.
"Yo hey!"
"see it?"
"I'm just saying they can both score goals!"
The Olympic fans in the stands looked at each other.
Who would have thought that, just now, he was leading by two goals, but his opponent was able to equalize in such a short time?
Where does this make sense?
Chen Tao and Dong Fangzhuo were still in the frontcourt. Since the ball had just kicked off, they had not had time to return to their defensive positions.
Liu Zhenli pinched his waist, picked the ball out of the net, and kicked it high into the air.
Wang Xiaodong, Zhao Xuri and others had just chased back to the top of the penalty area, but they were greeted by cheers from their opponents.
Feng Xiaoting squatted on the ground on tiptoes, dressed in rough clothes, looking around.
Li Weifeng slapped his thigh hard, with a look of regret on his face.
Outside the camera, Sun Jihai looks like a lonely passerby, because the depth of field is so blurry that his expression cannot be clearly seen.
Looking around, the Olympic generals on the court also looked confused.
Two consecutive conceding goals not only greatly damaged the players' self-confidence, but also made the players somewhat dissatisfied with each other.
What the hell is this?
How did you pass the kickoff?
How could you be cut off at such a deep place?
Why don't you chase the ball?
Why don't you go to the booth?
What about the person who is on guard?
Just watch each other cum like this?
Although no one said anything, these "heartfelt voices" that had been expressed countless times in previous games were sucked into everyone's brains like oxygen for digestion.
Wang Xiaodong stood in front of the arc for a while.
He was a little dissatisfied with the continuous conceding of goals, but not to the point of complaining.
What really made him feel chilled was the complicated expressions on his teammates.
indeed.
They said nothing.
However, they seemed to have said nothing.
Wang Xiaodong wanted to encourage him.
But seeing Li Weifeng's eyes, he closed his mouth again.
Li Datou's eyes were saying: "Xiaodong, don't worry, Brother Li, you don't have to worry about me, I will play well in the next game!"
Such "confident" feedback made Wang Xiaodong unable to deal with it.
Feeling the sudden change in the stadium atmosphere, Wang Xiaodong also took a deep breath, and then let it out for a long time.
Just when the atmosphere became more and more depressing, a burst of passionate and powerful singing suddenly erupted from the stands.
"Why does this tone sound so familiar?"
"Shh, shut up!"
The little witch covered Harry's mouth and put her other index finger to her mouth.
"Just listen!"
The passionate national anthem was like a shot in the arm, sobering up the Olympic team members who were just worried about conceding a goal.
With every sonorous and powerful lyrics sung by the fans, the players' hearts gradually became stronger.
Every player with his head lowered raised his chest and walked back to his position with powerful steps.
Wang Xiaodong stood in the center of the team, looked up, and looked around. Everything he saw was red.
The red flags waving all over the sky and the red shouts struck Wang Xiaodong's heart again and again.
At this moment, Wang Xiaodong recalled that when he first came to the UK as a child, his father encountered a lot of difficulties from the locals because of his business.
No matter how many blows and setbacks he suffered, no matter how many times the government sent people to negotiate, his father refused to change the nationality of the family of three.
Having lived in England for more than ten years, Wang Xiaodong has seen scenes of 100,000 people cheering for the home team, whether on the rugby or football field.
But what can really touch my heart is only in my own stadium, looking at the Chinese red that neither belongs to Liverpool nor Manchester United!
Wang Xiaodong's blood was boiling, and the Chinese heart in his chest was beating continuously.
The entire Bird's Nest stadium seemed to turn into a large converter, and countless Chinese souls rose from the fans and poured into Wang Xiaodong's eyebrows.
"This is..."
Wang Xiaodong was about to speak, but felt a little choked in his throat.
This feels like home!
This is the feeling of one of our own!
After playing so many games in the Premier League, Wang Xiaodong only feels like blood is thicker than water in this land!
Turning his head and looking at the re-energized teammates, Wang Xiaodong raised his right hand high and shouted loudly: "Why are you still standing there? Fuck him!!!"
