The strongest winger

Chapter 207 is coming to an end...

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When Messi was running towards the empty goal, his eyes were fixed on Ai Luo's swung right foot. He tried to see whether the football kicked by Ai Luo was attached to the ground, half-high ball, or high ball at the first moment when Ai Luo shot...

At the same time, Ustari was still doing the final dying struggle. Before his body fell to the side and rear of his body, he kicked his feet on the ground fiercely, hoping that this action could help him increase his jumping ability and ease the distance gap between the two sides!
At this time, whether it was the fans of Argentina, the Chinese team, or other neutral fans, they all held their breath at this moment, not daring to take a breath, for fear that they would miss the most critical moment because of this breath.

Because if this goal is scored, the Chinese team will increase the score to two goals, and the hope of winning the championship will be greatly increased. Otherwise, the Argentine team still retains the hope of equalizing the score!
The timid fans closed their eyes when Ai Luo swung his right foot.

The fans sitting in front of the TV watching the game also looked nervously at Aiello on the camera.

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In the next moment, Ai Luo finally kicked the football with his right foot.

Boccia?
Messi turned sharply from the middle to the near corner of the goal.

But... just as he picked up his speed and ran towards the near corner, although Ai Luo kicked the football with his right foot, the football did not leave his right foot...

How is this going?

Messi panicked immediately.

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Ai Luo swayed the ball at high speed, swung his right foot, and kicked the football.

Just before he kicked the football with his right foot, an action of someone making a clearance in front of the goal suddenly popped up in his mind. Before he had time to think about it, the falling right foot kicked the football, but did not leave the football, but abruptly stopped the force, and the sole of the right foot pulled the football forward.

Ai Luo's kick of the football, while completely getting rid of the dying Ustari, also shook Messi who was running forward, and then continued to swing his right foot.

At this moment, both Ustari and Messi feel powerless.

Francisco Ferraro has closed his eyes, and he has roughly guessed the ending.

shoot!

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"Fake? - Shot!!!!"

He Wei roared crazily.

Following his roar, Ai Luo quickly kicked the football with his right foot, and the instep of his right foot made a small arc, and the football flew to the back of the goal.

Messi, who was shaken by Ai Luo, was still struggling for the last time. Seeing the football fly up, it flew towards the back of the goal. His feet bent slightly, and then he kicked the soles of his feet to the ground.

He didn't want to lose to Ai Luo!
I have already lost once three months ago, and this time is the crucial final of the World Youth Championship. I am not allowed to fail again!
The height of the football is still rising, and Messi has jumped to the highest point at this moment, but he has not touched the football...

Although Messi doesn't want to admit it, he has already lost... because of his innate advantages!
That is the lack of height, when he jumped to the highest point, he felt that the football was only five centimeters away from his forehead, and the hair brought up by the speed felt the friction with the football.

Subsequently, the football fell into the empty goal without any suspense.

"Ball ball ball - scored!!!"

He Wei slammed his clenched fists on the commentary seat in front of him, while shouting hoarsely.

Only now did he know why his predecessor Huang Jianxiang yelled out his throat because of commentating the game. With such a hopeful national youth team, which country's commentator is not excited?
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"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOALLLLLL—" the announcer at the Hagerwald Stadium couldn't help shouting up to the sky.

"--Ai!" Hyde from Valencia's No. [-] Sports Station yelled fiercely.

"Oh—shit!!!"

This is the narrator from Argentina.

In addition, there are commentators from various countries broadcasting the game roaring passionately. There are commentators from South Korea, Japan, Australia, the United States, the United Kingdom, France, Spain... and other countries explaining in their own way.

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The Chinese fans in the stands are already huddling together, no matter they are familiar or not, they all hugged. Such an exciting scene must be shared by someone.

At the moment of scoring the goal, He Puqi and Liu Dudu looked at each other, each seeing excitement in the other's eyes, and then the two embraced, and then... He Puqi took advantage of this opportunity, lowered his chin, and kissed Liu Dudu who raised his head...

However, there are not a few men and women who embrace like the two of them.

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"Zheng and Liu hurry up and warm up!!"

After a short period of joy, Clausen suddenly came to his senses, and turned towards Liu Yu and Zheng Tao who were hugging and celebrating in front of the bench.

Feng Jianming, who was embracing and celebrating the goal with the Chinese coaching staff, saw Kraushen's professionalism. His heart was touched at this moment. In such a crucial World Youth Championship final, with more than ten minutes left in the game, he was able to remain so calm.

Feng Jianming let go of his colleagues who were celebrating, and turned to look at Xie Yalong who was under the rostrum.

Xie Yalong looked very happy on the surface, but Feng Jianming, who had seen countless people, could tell that this was not really happy, but a sneer.

It seemed to be mocking Krautchen's efforts.

Because he has made up his mind to expel this stubborn German old man from the national youth team, the head coach of '08 Olympic Star' will naturally change hands.

Thinking of this, Feng Jianming made up his mind. If the XX Football Association decides to fire Klauchen, he must also leave the team.

Feng Jianming is a smart person. He knows that only under the leadership of Kraushen will the team play its due combat effectiveness. If there is a different head coach, the results will definitely be much worse!
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After Ai Luo scored the team's third goal, he turned around and ran towards the stand of the Chinese cheering group.

To be precise, it was the stand where He Puqi was. The two had already made an appointment before the game. If they scored a goal to seal the victory in the final, they must do something shocking!

But when he ran to the stands of He Puqi, the three black lines on his brows became materialized immediately, because what imprinted in his eyes was that He Puqi was kissing a young girl.

"Ai Luo Ai Luo Ai Luo!!"

"Ai Luo!!!"

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At the same time, the fans of the Chinese cheering group in the stands shouted Ai Luo's name desperately, hoping to express their joy through such shouting.

At this time, Ai Luo's teammates also ran up, ready to celebrate together.

The fans in the stands became even more frenzied. It is no longer possible to describe them with hoarseness. They should be described as "this is crying with life"!
He Puqi, who was kissing Liu Dudu, was also awakened by the shouts from the stands. He turned around and looked down the stands. Soon he saw his best friend and scored the victory...

Ok?
Lock the win? ?
He Puqi came to his senses suddenly, took out a piece of bright red cloth from his pocket and threw it under the stands, shouting at the same time: "Catch it!!"

Everyone was surprised by this scene, and they were all guessing - what is this thing?
Soon, Ai Luo revealed the mystery for everyone.

He hooked his finger towards Chen Tao, and the latter quickly ran forward knowingly. At this time... there were still question marks on everyone's heads, including the fans who saw this scene from the camera.

Ai Luo handed the two bottom corners of the red cloth to Chen Tao. After the latter grasped it unconsciously, Ai Luo also grabbed the front corner of the red cloth, and then took two steps back slightly.

The red cloth was displayed in front of everyone.

"This is... the five-star red flag!!!"

The fans who watched this scene thousands of miles away through live TV all shed tears of excitement, and then they repeatedly wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes, but...they soon discovered that there was no way to stop the tears.

Is this... is this true?
At this moment, the director of the Hagewald Stadium also seemed to have guessed the conjectures of the fans, so he cut the camera to the big screen above his head, and a huge score was displayed in front of the TV, 1:3
And above the number 3, it shows the simplified "CHN" of a country

That's right!This is real! ! !
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While the players of the Chinese team were celebrating crazily, the Argentine players were stunned in place, especially Messi, who lay directly in the net, covering his face with his hands, his chest heaving violently, panting heavily, he was very tired.

But it was more of a tired heart. He already felt that he could no longer face the elders of his hometown in Argentina...

And Messi's performance is a microcosm of the entire Argentine team.

Even their head coach Francisco Ferraro sat decadently on the turf with no image at all.

The time is almost at the No.80 minute of the game. The Argentine players all know that after Aiello scored this goal, there is basically no suspense in this game...

Regardless of the time, more troops will definitely be invested in order to close the score, but investing too much troops means insufficient defensive capabilities, and Ai Luo's personal ability is here. Once the attack fails, Ai Luo will definitely give Argentina another stab in the heart.

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"Judging from the mental state of the fallen Argentine players, I can already announce that the game can be ended early, and the fans of the Chinese team can enjoy the championship treatment in advance..."

Although the game is not over yet, the local commentators in the Netherlands have begun to finish their speeches ahead of schedule.

In his opinion, there is no suspense in this game.

The Chinese team has already replaced Gao Lin and the exhausted Zhou Haibing, and replaced them with Liu Yu and Zheng Tao to strengthen the defense. However, the Argentine side did not attack aggressively after the kick-off.

Argentina is indeed as the Dutch commentator guessed at the moment, but it is not entirely correct. It is just that the frontcourt players in Argentina want to attack, but the people behind want to defend.

Francisco Ferraro is completely at his wit's end.

PS: Not surprisingly, there will be three more...before nine o'clock.

(End of this chapter)