Green Dragon

Chapter 60
"My God! My God! My God!"

Dekuer picked up his head, he was afraid that he would hit the big screen in front of him!

"This, this, this..." Yang Sen's lips trembled three times, but he still couldn't utter a complete word.

His glasses slipped slightly from the bridge of his nose, and he was about to fall to the ground, but the guest commentator didn't intend to help him.

The two of them fell into a short sluggishness at the same time as if they had made a deal, only the director's anxious urging sound came from the earphones:
"Are you all dead? Tell me a few words! Don't just sit around stupidly!"
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In China, thousands of miles away, Dekuer's colleagues are more dedicated than them at the moment.

"Lore! Lore! Lore!"

He Wei's voice was completely different from his usual deep and steady style, he was vigorously waving his fists towards the air, in order to vent the joy and passion in his heart.

"Ajax completed the lore at the end of overtime! The player who accomplished this feat is the 19-year-old Long Shute from China!"

"Prandelli has already slowed down the attacking rhythm, the Fiorentina coaches probably started to arrange the final penalty shootout 10 minutes ago, and the Italian team is indeed better at penalty kicks.

But Ajax refused a penalty!
Van Basten refuses a penalty!

Long Shute refused a penalty!
They pushed Florence into the abyss!
They took away the Champions League tickets from each other! "
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Long Shute, who finished the shot behind Frey, couldn't stop at all. He rushed into the goal and was wrapped in layers of white ball kings like fishnets.

Like a baseball at peak speed, crashing into the limp glove of a catcher.

Suddenly, there was severe pain in his calf, and the joints in his knee seemed to be creaking.

The chest seemed to be about to explode, and the two lung lobes made a decaying sound like an old bellows.

He seemed to be dying.

But he doesn't care at all!
Because he won the most important decisive battle of the season! -
When the two commentators of Dutch TV came back to their senses in the director's reminder, the first rebroadcast of the goal was over.

Fortunately, the broadcaster also provided a slow-motion replay, so that they would not collectively forget what happened just now.

So their mouths flew up and down again.

"The previous two-to-one cooperation is nothing new. It was this cooperation that they won the last free kick at the last moment of regular time..."

"Long Shute didn't go through the barrier alone like Jovetic, it was definitely a correct choice!"

"Surprisingly, he has already played 120 minutes of the game, but he can still run the [-]-meter sprint speed like when he just came on the field, which is beyond the reach of Fiorentina's substitute players!"

"If it can be attributed to his abundant physical fitness and excellent speed before, then his calm performance when facing the goalkeeper is even more commendable!"

"Frey's attack has been very decisive. Facing the single-handedly, he has almost blocked all shooting angles, but... Long Shute didn't shoot in front of him at all!"

"The Chinese dragon chooses to shoot behind Frey! The French can only stick their ass up!"

"Poor Frey! He's already running very fast, but he didn't expect that he was facing the best track and field sprinter in China! He didn't even touch Long Shute's pants!"

"The Italians are still dreaming of qualifying for the Champions League, but the talented young player from China kicked them back to Italy with two shots!"

"Van Basten can breathe a sigh of relief! He doesn't have to prepare a new job profile! His luck has come!"
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Van Basten did not breathe a sigh of relief.

The moment the football flew into the goal, the Ajax coach suddenly lost his legs and slowly knelt down on the turf on the sidelines.

The two assistant coaches beside him, Weitzger and Fanzkipp, were both taken aback.

Team doctor Van Talde rushed up, and the stretcher team rushed out immediately, preparing to carry the head coach who just fainted once a week ago directly to the local hospital in Florence.

But Van Basten waved his hand towards them, and then let out a long breath.

The white swan slowly stood up from the turf, the expression on his face couldn't tell whether it was joy or helplessness: "This damn football!"

Fantskip clearly saw that the head coach's thick and curly hair was covered with crystal beads of sweat, and it was still radiating heat.

Weitzger also clearly found that the head coach's chest and back have no dry place, and the whole person seems to have just been fished out of the swimming pool.

They sighed in unison.

The head coach of Ajax is really not a good job! -
"MD! Come out for me!"

The thigh of the goal hero was suddenly pulled up by a big hand.

It was Frey's hand.

After being played by the opponent, the Fiorentina goalkeeper is undoubtedly the most annoyed person in the entire stadium, he almost collapsed!

So now he's going to tear out that bastard who was lying in the net and was being worshiped by his teammates!

Long Shute screamed, but still lay motionless in the goal.

It's not that he doesn't want to move, it's that he can't get out at all!
The net had already entangled him, and to make matters worse... both of his legs were cramping at the same time!
"He's cramp, referee!"

While Soleimani raised his hand to explain to the referee, he and Kvitanich stretched Longshut's legs.

Frustrated, Frey and his teammates could only keep complaining to the referee: "They are delaying time!"

Since the referee was exhausted, the fourth official, who had only temporarily served as the referee since the start of overtime, understood the physical exhaustion of the players, not to mention that the Fiorentina players also suffered from cramps many times at the last moment. At that time, Frey didn't complain about his teammates!

So the referee ignored them and just spread his hands: "I can appropriately postpone the final whistle as compensation."

Then he showed Frey a yellow card: "This is a warning for the violence you just pulled the other party."

Frey opened his mouth, but could only turn the anger in his heart into a kick, and kicked hard on the doorpost!
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Even if the referee increases stoppage time, it will not help.

The Fiorentina players completely lost their morale. The sense of exhaustion and despair hit their bodies and nerves at the same time. After 120 minutes of fierce competition, they did not have the physical strength to launch another onslaught.

They just jogged aimlessly on the field for another minute in despair, and then heard three harsh whistles.

"Drip, drop! Drop..."

Van Basten clenched his fists!
He wanted to scream up to the sky, but his hoarse voice couldn't make any sound.

Only a mouthful of strong white water vapor was sprayed out!

I am not a loser!
He can return to Amsterdam with his head held high!
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"The game is over. With Long Shute's lore goal, Ajax has completed a soul-stirring reversal. Congratulations to them for officially qualifying for this season's UEFA Champions League!"

Maybe it was because the previous passionate commentary consumed too much energy, or maybe it was because he was too tired after staying up all night, but He Wei's voice regained his calm.

"When Fiorentina took away a victory and two away goals from the Amsterdam Stadium in the first leg, everyone was not optimistic about the future of Ajax. The Dutch media even broke the news that Van Basten was about to leave get out of class. Even the domestic media is pessimistic about their situation.

But that's the beauty of football.Just when you think it's hopeless, miracles often happen.This was true in Istanbul back then, and it is true in Frankie Stadium today.

The miracle happened again.

But the difference is that the people who dominate this battle of miracles are our compatriots. Such miracles are even more shocking and moving.

When the team captain Suarez was sent off with a red card, Ajax lost the sharpest weapon to attack the city. I am afraid that the most determined fans will fall into despair.

But Long Shute stood up!

He took the armband handed over by Suarez, and carried all the burden of defense and offense on his body!
He made Montenegro Messi do nothing for 45 minutes!
He completely collapsed Fiorentina's defensive lineup!
This was a magnificent and fierce battle, which lasted from 45:[-] am to [-]:[-] am. Through the window, I could clearly see the morning sun in the sky, and I seemed to see the hope of the future of Chinese football.

I hope that in the near future, we can see this young man from China on a bigger and higher stage.

We hope that in the near future, this figure can appear in the national team and bring hope to our motherland.

Let us look forward to the arrival of this day together, and hope that this day will not be far away.

I'm He Wei, audience friends, goodbye! "

The sun is slowly falling from the clouds.

Its daybreak.

(End of this chapter)