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Chapter 2 Can Blow a Lifetime Goal

"Incredible goal! Incredible action!" The voice of the on-site commentary roared, "Chu from China knocked the ball into Sevilla's goal with a Chinese kung fu-like action. This is the best goal in this round of La Liga! Absolutely the best goal! The Chinese kid repaid Happel's trust with a fantastic goal. This is a good start. Maybe we should give him a little more time."

In the CCTV studio, Duan Xiang and Xu Songming were stunned for a moment before they came to their senses.

It is impossible to be dumbfounded, but it is inevitable to be amazed.

"Chu Yang shot the ball into Sevilla's goal with an unconventional action! This is a goal full of aura and imagination!" Duan Xiang said quickly, "I can't find a suitable adjective to describe such a goal. This is the most wonderful goal I have seen this season, bar none."

"Chu Yang's shot is indeed wonderful, but I think his previous prediction and escape are the most essential part of this goal." Xu Songming was also very excited.

"Chu Yang made history. This is the first goal scored by a Chinese player in La Liga. This goal will forever be recorded in history."

Duan Xiang and Xu Songming's commentary was resounded in thousands of households through TV, and the Internet was also full of uproar because of Chu Yang's goal.

The discussion area of ​​Xinlang's live broadcast was strangely quiet for more than ten seconds, and then suddenly erupted.

"Ahh! I'm going crazy! How did this ball come out?"

"Replay replay replay replay fast replay!"

"Another one where strength is inversely proportional to luck."

"Upstairs is correct. The blind cat has only encountered a dead mouse. If you kick it a hundred times, it may not be able to kick it out."

"From black to fan, don't explain."

"Who will save me, my husband is crazy, will the neighbors call the police?"

"The single dog is envious of the upstairs and has already reported to 110119120 for you."

And in a well-known domestic football forum, the comment section of the live post also exploded.

"See you again for the one-year series."

"One year? This ball can last a lifetime."

"It's good luck, but it's useless. One goal can't change the fact that Chu Yang is a parallel importer."

"Shocked! The man looked at the silence and the woman shed tears! Continue downstairs."

"Shocking! A goal that 99.99% of people have never seen! Continue downstairs."

"Shocked! A man did such a thing in broad daylight! Stay downstairs."

"Shocking your sister! You only scored a ball in twelve games."

on site.

Harsh boos sounded, it was the dissatisfied cry of the away team fans; sporadic applause came, and finally more and more louder, it was the cheers of the home fans.

Chu Yang walked to the sidelines, instead of kneeling and screaming, he didn't kiss the team emblem, but stretched out his hands...

"What kind of celebration is this? A dance? An oriental dance?"

"Bullshit dancing! This is Kung Fu! Chinese Kung Fu!"

"I know I know, this is Daji! A very powerful Chinese Kung Fu."

"It's Tai Chi. I saw it at the opening ceremony of the Tianjing Olympic Games."

"Slowly, is this also kung fu? But it's quite beautiful."

The audience at the scene were just curious, but the red country on the other side of the ocean exploded.

"Chu Yang played the Tai Chi that we are familiar with on the sidelines. Our traditional culture was introduced to the world in the world's top league for the first time," Duan Xiang almost slapped the table. "Chu Yang is emphasizing his Chinese identity. Maybe he wants to tell them that Chinese people can also play football, and Chinese people can also play football well!"

Discussions about the goal on the Internet have also stagnated.

"I rub it and do Tai Chi on the court, why do I feel a little bit embarrassed?"

"Oh! The one upstairs can't stand up after kneeling for a long time, isn't it? Why aren't you embarrassed when the Brazilians dance samba? Why aren't you embarrassed when the Spaniards dance bullfights?"

"Just for this goal and this celebration, I take back the scolding I made against Chu Yang."

"Same income, same income."

"What a fart, forget yourself when you are proud, and the face of the people of the country will be completely humiliated."

"The score is behind, and you still have the face to celebrate, and it's such a weird move, you can't be so lacking in heart, right?"

"The martial arts practitioner said that Chu Yang's movements are very standard, not like putting on airs."

"Come on, Tai Chi has been rubbed on the ground by Sanda, and it is still taken out to blow."

"Whoever said that Tai Chi is not as good as Sanda, it is because the real master..."

Totally crooked.

Chu Yang just randomly placed two fists and made a few moves before walking back to the court. Several teammates hesitated for a moment and walked forward.

Without passionate hugs and cheers, casual clapping and fist bumping is considered a celebration.

"Hey, Chu," said Deportivo's captain Rodriguez, "good job."

"Thank you, your pass is also very good," Chu Yang smiled, "It would be even better if you could pass more."

Rodriguez shrugged and said, "No problem, as long as you can handle it."

No matter what, Chu Yang once relied on his real strength to win the World Youth Championship. Although it was somewhat because his peak period was earlier than others, it was not that he couldn't even catch the ball in La Liga. It was just because of the team's style and skin color that many teammates were incompatible with him, and few people actively passed the ball to him on the court.

Chu Yang is not the kind of super fierce man who can pass a complete defense line or has his own system. It is conceivable how tragic his life in Laco was. Of course, Rodriguez can understand it when he is in it, but he thinks there is no need to lend a helping hand, while others are probably envious of Chu Yang's good luck.

They will occasionally have one or two such fairy balls on the training ground, but in the game, no one can really kick them out.

The game continues.

"Guys, be more active," Rodriguez clapped his hands as he walked back, "There are still 10 minutes, try to score another one!"

"come on!"

Others responded one after another, and finally returned to the appearance of a strong La Liga team.

The Sevilla players who have relaxed have also begun to be cautious, and a one-goal lead will never be guaranteed.

On the sidelines, Deportivo's coach Happel paced back and forth uneasily, and looked up at the big screen above the field, where Chu Yang's goal was being replayed.

"Brilliant goal, isn't it?" the assistant coach smiled.

"It's very exciting," Happel smiled wryly, "Unfortunately, no matter how wonderful it is, it can only be counted as one point."

What's even more regrettable is that this goal was scored by a player who had already given up.

This sentence was not said, but the assistant coach knew it in his heart.

Now it is the No.17 round of the league. After this round, La Liga will enter the winter break. After the winter break is the winter transfer window, and Chu Yang is no longer in the club's future plans.

(End of this chapter)