Fox in the Penalty Area

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It was the eighty-fifth minute of the game when Hu Lai completed his hat-trick, and there should be at least seven or eight minutes before the end of the game.

But his ball was like stabbing an inflatable ball with a knife, and the morale of the Catalan United was completely emptied by him!

Mario Salado was finally substituted after conceding the ball.

When he left the court, he hung his head and looked very depressed. Although the head coach, Mr. Bernal, came up to hug him and pat him on the back to express his encouragement and praise, his mood did not improve.

Sitting back on the bench, he just stared blankly at the court, extremely lonely.

The performance of other Catalan players on the field was no better than that of the young Salado.

In the remaining few minutes, they still failed to organize a threatening attack.

When the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game, there were deafening boos at the Sagrada Familia Stadium, and even fans waved white handkerchiefs.

This is a Spanish tradition. But unlike Spanish bullfights where waving a white handkerchief represents the highest praise for a matador, on a football field, waving a white handkerchief is not a good idea.

White handkerchiefs and booing at a home game means the home fans are very, very dissatisfied with their team's performance.

Catalan fans are indeed entitled to express their dissatisfaction.

After all, these are the two setbacks the team has encountered in just half a week.

In the Barcelona derby last weekend, the Catalan United failed to win Sarria, who was far inferior to them.

However, the team that did not win that game still has reasons to say: After all, they are preparing for the Champions League. In order to ensure that they will secure the first place in the group at home, it is not impossible to strategically abandon the Barcelona derby.

But the premise is that to pay such a price, it must be exchanged for the victory in the Champions League group stage, in exchange for a group first.

Who would have thought that such a home game would end up with such a result...

We sacrificed the same city derby and let the bastards in Sariya show off their power in front of us, and this is what we got in exchange? !

So what's the point of giving up the city derby?

The Catalan fans were furious.

Their anger can only be expressed with boos and white handkerchiefs.

This time, no one will be confused about who their boos are for. Look up at the white handkerchiefs shining like stars in the stands. There is nothing wrong with Leeds this time, it is for the Catalan United team. !

Under such a spectacular scene in the stands, the players of Leeds City celebrated their victory to the fullest.

All the substitute players swooped onto the field as soon as the whistle sounded, celebrating with their teammates.

It wasn't their first win in the Champions League, but it was the most important.

In a sense, it is better than the first victory in the history of the Champions League defeating the Bay Lighthouse.

This is the first time Leeds City has won against a super giant in continental Europe in the Champions League.

The 4:2 score told everyone that their victory was by no means a fluke, and their Premier League title and Champions League qualification were by no means the result of shit luck.

You must know that there are many teams participating in the UEFA Champions League every season. Even if there are 32 teams that finally enter the main match, it is very rare for a team that can score four Catalan goals at the Sagrada Familia...

The players of Leeds City can indeed celebrate openly in this stadium without caring about anyone's eyes!

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"The game is over! The game is over! Leeds City beat Catalan United 4:2 in the away game! The victory of this game was completely unimaginable before the game! And I am afraid that even the most die-hard fans of Leeds City will not I would have thought that their team could win the away game with such a score!" He Feng's excited voice was transmitted to thousands of households who were sleepless at this moment through the TV signal.

"Hu Lai completed a hat-trick in this game. In addition, Lasky's goal also came from the chance of a supplementary shot formed by his shot... Now it can be declared that Hou Lai is the best of the game!"

The close-up shot of the TV broadcast was aimed at Hu Lai. In the picture, he ran to the referee for a football.

As a commemoration of his triple goal in this game, he wants to collect the game ball.

This is his first hat-trick in the Champions League, which is of extraordinary significance and truly memorable.

Seeing this scene, Xie Lan muttered to himself: "Tsk, there are not enough rooms..."

Hu Lixin couldn't help but glance at her: "What are you doing?"

Xie Lan explained: "I was wondering where to make room for our son to play this kind of hat-trick commemorative ball..."

She pointed to the football held in Hu Lai's arms on the TV screen and said.

"One room was used to put the trophy, and the other room was used to put his best wine of the game... that leaves us and our son's bedroom, can't we use the bedroom to put football?"

Hu Lixin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Oh, it's a good thing you didn't say to buy another house to put it..."

Xie Lan slapped her hands: "It's not impossible!"

"What's the matter! You want to put footballs, put them together with trophies and champagne, and just pile them on the ground. If you want to buy another house, it will cost more money!"

Xie Lan was stunned for a moment: "Yeah, why didn't I think of it...but just piled it on the ground...wouldn't it be too particular?"

"What's so important about this? The ball was rolling around on the ground, and it was kicked countless times in a game. Our floor is much cleaner than a football field!"

Xie Lan didn't speak anymore, but she was still thinking about buying another apartment in this community to use it as an honor room.

She has even begun to outline the decoration plan in her mind. She must design and decorate according to the sample of the European football club's honor room. Maybe it can be upgraded to her son's museum in the future...

If you want to ask her why she has such an idea... Obviously, with her son's performance, she firmly believes that Hu Lai will definitely get more honors in the future.

People have no long-term worries, but they must have near-term worries, so plan ahead!

Thinking of this, Xie Lan glanced at her husband.

What do men know, their hair is as short as their knowledge, hum!

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Although it was disappointing and painful to lose the game, coach Jose Bernal still had to do what he had to do after the game-shake hands with the opponent's coach and congratulate him on winning.

"Your team and the way you play are impressive, Mr. Clark," Bernal said in accented English as he shook Clark's hand.

Clark smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Bernal. Your team is also doing very well."

Bernal shook his head, not accepting such compliments: "We didn't play well...Congratulations."

Playing well is not the result now, he admitted that Leeds City performed well. But the more important reason for losing the game is that the Catalan United did not perform well enough.

He has decided to teach the team a good lesson in tomorrow's recovery training.

Mario Salado got up from the bench, and instead of following the others to the locker room, he made his way through the frustrated and chaotic crowd to the field.

Until he stood behind Hu Lai and called out, "Hello."

Hu Lai, who had just asked for a football from the referee, turned around and saw No. 30 of the Catalan United staring at him.

"You called me?" he asked.

The other party did not answer his question, but said directly: "I didn't come to you to exchange jerseys. I just came here to tell you..."

He paused here, feeling a little embarrassed.

But in the end he still said it: "...you won this time. But we won't just fight this time, next time, next time... No matter how many times we meet, I will beat you!"

After speaking, he turned and left without waiting for any response from Hu Lai.

The movement is fast, as if fleeing from here.

Looking at the number and name on his back, Hu Lai frowned:

It's inexplicable...Of course I won, why else come here to tell me?

He thought of the name Mario Salado, and it seemed to have appeared in the top ten candidates for the best young player in Europe last season...

So this kid also came to challenge himself?

Hu Lai narrowed his eyes.

But there is no way to download the challenge book after losing the game... Is the network speed delayed to such an extent?

Next time, next time?

I don't know when I will go next time, next time, I guess I don't know if I can still remember this thing by then!

Hu Lai pursed his lips and shrugged, turned around and devoted himself to the warm celebration.

He tucked the football into his clothes and tucked the hem of his clothes into his trousers. With a big belly, he hugged his teammates, yelling and bouncing around.

Winning this game means that the boss will keep his promise to let them stay in Barcelona for an extra night, and he will have time to find Brother Huan and let him treat him!

Thinking of getting brother Huan's meal in a foreign land, Hu Lai felt that this night was really wonderful!

"We won!! Ahhhhhh!"

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"The game is over... Catalan United lost 2:4 to Leeds City at home. I have to say, this is an upset... In the case of beating Leeds City at home and securing the first place in the group in advance, the Catalan Thai United failed to seize the opportunity, and now the stable first place in the group suddenly becomes uncertain... If Vesuvius can beat the Gulf Beacon in the away game, it will only be two points away from Catalan United!"

The scene of the live broadcast was over, and they returned to the broadcast room.

The commentator of the Spanish TV station is criticizing Catalan unceremoniously.

The guest nodded and said: "Yes. Although Bernal gave up the weekend derby for this game, it is obvious that his team is not really ready. This can be seen from the fact that they were suppressed by Leeds City at the beginning It can be concluded that even though Leeds City is good at attacking, their offensive firepower is not strong enough to completely suppress the Catalan United in the away game. In the final analysis, Catalan United is still proud and underestimates the enemy...Of course the situation is different later. The Catalan United are clearly serious, but the momentum of Leeds City has already risen... Leeds City is like this team, we can't let their momentum rise, otherwise it will be very difficult to deal with..."

"Hu completed a hat-trick in this game. He is the biggest contributor to Leeds City's victory. I think Catalan still made a mistake in defending him. The two offside failures are all Jimenez's problems. He should reflect on himself... Since he won the World Cup, he feels more and more proud. This game is a lesson for him, maybe it is also a good thing..."

"I really didn't expect Cathay-Thailand to fall under the feet of two Chinese players in a row within half a week, ha!" Yong Jun clapped his hands and laughed.

Zhang Qinghuan laughed. This is indeed a happy thing-before he became a player of Sarria, he had no special feelings for Catalan United. He neither particularly liked nor hated it. But now that he is a Sarria player, he naturally has to start from the identity of a Sarria player, and he is happy to see the luck of his rivals in the same city.

"Hat-trick..." Yong Jun said with emotion, "Although I watched the whole game, I still feel like I'm dreaming...I really didn't expect his hat-trick in the Champions League to come so early. I thought At least until the next time he is in the Champions League..."

"Ha! That kid is not good at anything else, but he is good at scoring goals!"

Zhang Qinghuan was teasing Hu Lai when the phone on the table rang.

Listening to the ringtone is a WeChat video call.

He picked it up and froze for a moment: "Hu Lai?"

Yong Jun came up to him: "Didn't he just finish playing the game? Why do you want him?"

"Ghost knows..."

Zhang Qinghuan picked it up suspiciously, and saw Hu Lai's mean smile appeared on the phone screen:

"Brother Huan! Pack up your things and go out!"

"Going out?" Zhang Qinghuan was confused, "Which way out?"

"Bring me to dinner!"

Zhang Qinghuan and Yong Jun looked at each other in surprise.

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead, Brother Huan. Let me tell you, our team will stay in Barcelona tonight. So you have time to treat me to dinner! I will take a shower and change clothes right away, and go directly from the stadium I’m here to find you, I’m not going back to the hotel with the team. I’ve already asked the boss for leave, so don’t let me go!”

Hu Lai's tone on the other end of the video was extremely fast, obviously impatient.

"Fuck..." Zhang Qinghuan was speechless.

Yong Jun laughed at the side: "Ha! Let's go, let's go, I will go with you too! It is true that you have not been together for a long time!"

Zhang Qinghuan glanced blankly: "We only met each other in the national team last week..."

Hu Lai said in the video: "I won't tell you anymore, brother Huan. I'll take a shower right away. I've already found a place to eat. I'll send you the location in a while, and I ordered it under your name!"

After talking about Hu Lai, he hurriedly ended the video call.

Immediately afterwards, a restaurant address was sent over...

Looking at this address, Zhang Qinghuan said, "Fuck!"

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