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Qin Feng's words were blocked back, and he was almost overwhelmed.

Everyone is so excited.

Everyone knows what this goal means.

The Liaodong team is already superior in strength, and now it is the first goal, the players on the field will become more and more relaxed.

Victory is at hand!

A group of people celebrated wildly near the touchline.

The same is true for Xu Bo.

Staring at the football entering the net, he opened his arms and flew freely like a bird, galloping all over the field.

After running half a lap, Xu Bo was thrown down by his teammates rushing over.

"Good job!" It was Modric.

Ibrahimovic squeezed into the crowd while lying down, and put his arms around Xu Bo's neck, "Xu, you stole my limelight, haha!"

"Xu Bo, so beautiful!"

"..."

The other teammates also yelled and "congratulated" Xu Bo in their own ways.

When Xu Bo emerged from the crowd, his hair became like a chicken coop.

Everyone rushed to the sidelines together.

"Dong Qin, a goal has been scored, we have scored a goal!"

Qin Feng also just got out of the crowd, and before he could react, he was hugged tightly by Xu Bo who rushed over.

The bones on Xu Bo's body were broken so that Qin Feng was in pain.

Hearing Xu Bo's words, Qin Feng smiled and said: "Xu Bo, when you steal the ball and shoot, do you feel the blessing of a mysterious force!?"

"Mysterious power?" Xu Bo didn't know why, but when he saw Qin Feng winking at him, Xu Bo hurriedly replied: "I was drinking water on the sidelines, and there was a voice guiding me to look into the field..."

"By the way, that voice is very similar to Qin Dong!"

Boy on the road!

"Even God is on our side!" Qin Feng laughed loudly, and shouted to everyone: "Just like just now, go up and destroy the opponent!"

"Yes!" All the Liaodong teammates shouted in unison, hugged and celebrated with Cruyff, then turned and ran to the field.

When everyone ran away, Qin Feng turned to Cruyff who was smiling all over his face, "John, you heard me, the blessing of mysterious power!"

Cruyff curled his lips and took out another lollipop, ignoring Qin Feng, the magic stick.

Qin Feng didn't care, and turned to look at the field.

Scored 20 goal in less than 1 minutes in the first half.

The Liaodong team is in full swing!

They lined up at halftime, and everyone looked fierce.

"The morale of the Liaodong team has risen."

In the Longvision studio, the big screen is replaying the goal just scored.

Sun Shengping stared at the screen and said with a smile: "Hongyan, a mountain city, never expected that the Liaodong team would come in from the sideline with a 'Cheng Yaojin'."

One sentence made Zhang Lu laugh straight away. He pointed to the slow motion playback and said, "Look at Xu Bo, although he is drinking water on the sidelines, his eyes are always on the players of the Hongyan team who are holding the ball."

"It's hard to say he didn't deliberately confuse his opponent."

"This kid is spiritual."

"Indeed." Sun Shengping answered again, "Xu Bo has speed. After entering the Liaodong team, his ability to hold the ball and break through has also been greatly improved, but his body is a little thinner."

On TV, Xu Bo is black and thin, his eyes seem to protrude a little bit, and his thin arms and legs are like hemp sticks.

"Xu Bo is 18, if he doesn't train his body again, I'm afraid he will suffer in the future."

Zhang Lu also deeply agrees with this.

"It can be seen from the goal just now that Xu Bo has talent, but he can't be buried because of his body..."

Halfway through Zhang Lu's words, a soft sneer suddenly came from beside him.

"Qiaozheng..." Zhang Lu subconsciously turned his head, only to remember that the fast-talking Han Qiaozheng remained silent for a long time, "Qiaozheng, what do you think differently?"

Han Qiaozheng deliberately unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt, revealing the collar of the Liaodong jersey inside.

"If I ask you, you don't pay attention to details."

As he spoke, he called the director and rewound the scene to before Xu Bo was drinking water on the sidelines.

On the big screen, Xu Bo was sweating profusely. While the football was playing on the other sideline, he trotted to the sideline and took the water bottle handed by the staff of the Liaodong team.

Everyone in the studio is unclear, and the audience in front of the TV is also confused. What's so good about it.

"Don't look at Xu Bo's camera, look at the technical area in front of Liaodong's coach." Han Qiaozheng shouted.

The director was puzzled and followed suit.

The camera flashed, and Qin Feng's figure appeared on the big screen.

He was standing outside the touchline, drawing circles on the ground with his cane.

After swiping for an unknown number of times, he turned his head to talk to Cruyff, turned around again, and raised his crutches to point to the far end of the court.

"Pause, zoom in on the screen!"

The screen is zoomed in, and the entire right sideline of the court can be seen.

On the big screen, Qin Feng pointed at Xu Bo, who was drinking water, with his mouth open, as if shouting something.

"Keep playing!"

The director pressed the button of Han Qiaozheng's instructions, and the screen moved again. Xu Bo threw away the water bottle, rushed to the court, intercepted the ball, and scored in one go.

"Have you seen everything?"

Han Qiao was looking at Sun Zhengping and Zhang Lu who looked confused.

"Qin Feng, he borrowed some kind of mysterious power and passed it on to Xu Bo with his crutches, which made the Liaodong team lead!"

"Pfft..." Before the words fell to the ground, Zhang Lu spit out all the water he just drank.

The glasses on Sun Shengping's face drooped under his nose, "That Qiaozheng... Director Zhang, the on-site... No, fans and friends in front of the TV, let's pay attention to the game..."

After talking for a long time without expressing the meaning, he secretly waved at the director.

The big screen finally began to broadcast the real-time images of the scene.

Sun Shengping let out a sigh of relief. He was very shrewd and didn't try to explain Han Qiaozheng back, but gave him a cold treatment.

What if you don't?

Qin Feng's mysterious power also uses crutches to transmit...

There is no way to make sense of this!

The scene of the game.

Qin Feng didn't know that his "magic operation" had been shown on TV.

He stood on the sidelines and helped Cruyff shout instructions to the players on the pitch.

"Brother Sun, don't give me face, shovel him!"

"Zheng Zhi, have you eaten or not? Is that fat black Brazilian so fierce?"

"Jiayi, Jiayi, help Zheng Zhi!"

"Brother Hei, see the opportunity and come up to defend!"

"..."

Marcos from the mountain city of Hongyan is really fierce. His stocky body and explosive muscles make Zheng Zhi look like a stickman in front of him.

Although Zheng Zhi had already used [-] kinds of martial arts, he still gave Marcos a few good chances.

The main reason is that the Hongyan team lacks the ability to seize opportunities in front of the goal.

It is estimated that the score has been equalized at this moment.

Qin Feng yelled out his throat, and the Liaodong team's defense finally improved.

Zheng Zhi gritted his teeth and fought hard, Zhao Jia defended against harassment once, and Zhang Anhua used his experience to help defend and attack from time to time, Marcos could no longer be as calm as the previous few attacks.

As soon as Marcos was suppressed, Shancheng Hongyan's attack immediately stalled.

On the other hand, the Liaodong team became more and more courageous as they fought.

In the 33rd minute of the game, Ibrahimovic, who had failed to shoot several times in a row, was ruthless.

He was 40 meters away from the goal and received a pass from Modric with his back.

Pull the ball, turn around, stretch your posture and swing your legs on the spot...

A loud bang.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, the football exploded towards the goal like a cannonball.

The goalkeeper of Shancheng Hongyan only had time to move sideways, and the football was already in the dead corner at the far end.

The goal is valid!

2: 0!

The Liaodong team led the mountain city of Hongyan 2:0 in the away game!

Qin Feng opened his mouth on the sidelines, his face full of disbelief.

Too fierce!

Ibrahimovic is so fierce!

40 meters away, turned around without taking a run-up, and shot with his feet!

Great Fengxian, well-deserved reputation!

After the goal, Ibrahimovic looked stinky.

He opened his arms, pursed his lips and raised his neck, and stared at the Liaodong players who were rushing over to celebrate. He looked like the king's land on the green field, overlooking the omnipotent God!

next second...

"God" was thrown to the ground by a group of Liaodong players...

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