Live Broadcast: I Am The Strongest Audience!

Chapter 36: The conflict broke out, the grace of that goal!

silence.

After the score was rewritten to 2:0.

The audience was silent.

Wang Wei was sitting in his seat, and his whole soul seemed to have been sucked away.

Xiaoyu really couldn't bear it and comforted her: "Uncle Wang, it's okay. If we lose this time, we will have another one..."

"No, this is a life and death battle to qualify. If you lose, you have no choice but to pack up and go home!"

Wang Wei murmured.

"Hey, what a great opportunity!"

Shen Fei held up the telescope and suddenly said.

"Um?"

Hearing Shen Fei's voice, Wang Wei suddenly came back to his senses and his eyes immediately returned to the field.

"A good opportunity. Li Yiwei shot an exquisite long pass from the backcourt. Gao Ming moved, and Liu Xi also started running. In a two-on-two opportunity, Gao Ming successfully attracted the attention of the two defenders of the opponent!"

"Liu Xi was free, Gao Ming passed the ball, ah, Liu Xi made a mistake in stopping the ball, and the football was kicked out of the green field by the opponent's defender!"

The audience on the sidelines immediately cursed when they saw this.

The midfield whistle sounded and the first half was over, but the score had not been rewritten.

The audience at the scene was a little anxious.

The two commentators began to summarize the performance of both sides in the first half.

"It can be seen that in this life-and-death battle, both sides have a strong desire to win, but obviously the other side has done a better job in the details!"

"After more than 40 minutes of high-intensity confrontation, our team members' physical fitness declined very quickly!"

"Not bad! On the other hand, the opponent's players, although they are also sweating profusely, can run much better than us!"

"Teacher Huang, as far as I know, the opponents are all veterans around thirty years old. Our average age is twenty-two. Why can't our physical fitness keep up with our opponents?"

"Psychological stress is one aspect, but more may be nutritional factors!"

"Nutritional factors? But as far as I know, the National Football Team has specialized nutritionists, and their food ratio should be very healthy!"

"Ah, you may have misunderstood me. What I mean by nutritional factors is that they are overly nutritious! In layman's terms, they are full after eating enough!"

"0.0!..."

After tens of minutes of suffering, the whistle finally sounded for the second half.

The national football team members showed a strong desire to attack from the beginning and organized four offensives, but all failed.

The only threatening attack hit the goal frame and was offside.

As time goes by.

The audience's enthusiasm has been exhausted.

Everyone is like an eggplant beaten by frost, absent-minded.

Sudden.

In the second half of the game, the two sides saw each other for nearly 30 minutes.

The Syrian players launched a fierce attack.

Pressure across the board.

Everyone except the two defenders gathered in the frontcourt.

There was no structure at all, it was just a free-for-all.

The football changed hands one after another, and the hearts of all the spectators were raised.

"Eh? What kind of operation is this?"

Shen Fei, who was watching the situation through the telescope, suddenly said something that made Yuan Xiaoyu confused.

Shen Fei just finished speaking.

In the chaos, the football suddenly shot toward the goal.

Goalkeeper Xu Xiao didn't react at all.

He just watched the football hit the net with a confused look on his face.

The whistle sounded immediately and the score was rewritten to 3:0.

This scene stunned everyone.

After a while, everyone finally came to their senses as the Syrian players ran all over the field in ecstasy.

"What's going on? Let's take a look at the big screen!"

The commentator said solemnly.

The big screen at the scene began to slow down the previous scene.

"The last person to touch the ball was...No. 22 Hu Fang. This... turned out to be an own goal!"

After seeing the scene clearly on the screen, all the viewers were dumbfounded.

“I didn’t expect that our first goal was scored against our own goal!”

The commentator said helplessly.

This own goal completely ended the national football team's hope of a comeback.

The audience suddenly became furious and the scene instantly became chaotic.

Wang Wei seemed unusually quiet, sitting silently in his seat.

Sadness is greater than heartbreak, and this is probably the case.

Shen Fei shook his head and returned his gaze to the field.

There are still more than ten minutes left before the end of the game, and the national football team has only the theoretical possibility of qualifying.

The players on the field also seemed a little distracted.

That own goal completely knocked out their energy.

"Defend! Defend!"

The commentator was so anxious that he almost jumped up.

The other side took advantage of the national football players' distraction and launched another attack.

It was Atef who broke through with the ball again.

Facing two defensive players, he did not rush to attack. Instead, he showed off his skills on the spot and played with the two to kill time.

It was frustrating to lose, but now I saw the opponent's attitude.

The two defensive players became furious and pushed Atef hard during the fight.

The latter lost his balance and fell to the ground.

When the other Syrian players saw this, they immediately gathered around.

The conflict was about to break out. Seeing this, the referee quickly blew his whistle and the linesman also came on the field to separate the players from both sides.

Atef stood up and glanced contemptuously at the national football players in front of him, without saying anything.

Both sides were restrained, conflicts did not break out, and those who pushed others received a yellow card.

The Syrian national team gets a free kick.

The audience, which had already died down, suddenly became excited again due to the fuss made by the players from both sides.

The national football team also regrouped and resumed their offensive after the opponent's free kick failed.

Time passed minute by minute, and only the last minute of injury time remained.

The fate of this national football team has been sealed.

All the spectators had blank expressions.

"Gao Ming is still running, he has not given up yet, he wants to change the shameful fact of being zero-blocked by the opponent!"

"Gao Ming was forced into the corner kick by the opponent's defensive player. Liu Xi was already in position. What a good opportunity! Gao Ming took a kick and sank with great force! Oops, it went high...the ball flew towards the stands!"

The moment the football flew up, the lucky bag of the Kitchen God, who was lying quietly in Shen Fei's system, suddenly lit up with a burst of fluorescence.

Shen Fei looked through the telescope and watched the football getting bigger and bigger.

"Eh?"

Shen Fei was startled and pulled away the telescope, then stretched out his right hand to firmly catch the flying football.

Shen Fei's figure then appeared on the big screen in the sports center.

Looking at Gao Ming's kick, there is no technical content at all.

Atef's face became more sarcastic.

He seemed to be overwhelmed by the joy of victory.

Atef raised his middle finger at Gao Ming with great arrogance.

The latter was about to rush forward, but was hugged by his teammates.

This scene was completely captured by the camera, and there was an uproar in the venue.

The scene was filled with angry curses.

This atmosphere not only did not make Atef restrain himself, but the amusement on the latter's face became even stronger.

Show your middle fingers with both hands and circle the field.

"Fuck you! Labor and management..."

The spectators were angered by Atef's behavior and were about to take action when they saw a football flying out from somewhere in the stands.

The football cut through the void and shot towards the Syrian goal like a cannonball.

A distance of tens of meters and only two seconds, the goalkeeper instinctively opened his hands when he saw this.

Just at the moment of contact with the football, the goalkeeper's pupils shrank suddenly.

The next second, he dribbled the ball directly into the goal.

The noisy venue suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

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