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Messi and Di Maria froze for a moment, then looked at Zhou Xiaochun with surprise.

The three got up sneakily, and groped for the stairs leading to the lower floor.

"What are you doing?" Chen Tao noticed the movement of several people, "The game is not over yet!"

"Stop talking nonsense and keep up!" Zhou Xiaochun turned around and waved to Chen Tao.

Chen Tao blinked a few times in a daze, looked left and right, and then followed behind Di Maria.

He didn't know what to do, anyway, it was always right to keep up with the team.

The four lined up, Zhou Xiaochun took the lead, Messi and Di Maria were in the middle, Chen Tao stepped behind, and trotted into the downward stairs.

to the bottom.

Three forks.

One is the exit channel, one leads to the infield, and one leads to the working area of ​​the stadium.

Except for the exit passage, there are three security personnel guarding every road. The game is about to end, and they dare not take it lightly.

"Turn left when exiting the venue, other passages are prohibited!"

Seeing four people running down, a security guard pointed to the sign on the wall with a blank expression.

"We're going to the bathroom, we're going the wrong way!"

Zhou Xiaochun silently estimated the strength of the enemy and himself, decided to give up, and dragged Messi and the others up to the corner of the stairs.

Walking to the quiet place, Messi said anxiously: "What should we do? The game is coming to an end, why don't we go back to the stands, and we can still see everyone celebrating!"

"Either...or let's go back!" Di Maria glanced in the direction of the security personnel, and said with a guilty conscience: "It will be miserable to be caught!"

Chen Tao scratched his head, wondering what Messi and Di Maria were talking about.

Zhou Xiaochun glared at the two of them angrily, "It's you who want to go down and celebrate with the team, why are you retreating now..."

Now Chen Tao finally figured out the situation

"Oh... I see!" He suddenly realized, and shouted: "You guys want to sneak in..."

Before he finished speaking, three palms covered Chen Tao's mouth together.

"Keep down, I want to die!" Zhou Xiaochun had a fierce look on his face, and Messi and Di Maria also looked bad.

Chen Tao's face was flushed, and he nodded vigorously to express his understanding.

When the palm on his mouth was removed, he took a big breath of fresh air, "Miss Xiaochun, what should I do now, I will lure the security guard away, and you all rush in!"

"The boy is quite loyal." Zhou Xiaochun raised his head and looked up the stairs.

In the stands on the first floor, Liaodong fans lined up like a white jungle.

"I don't need you..." After pondering for a few seconds, Zhou Xiaochun waved to a few people, and the four pushed through the crowd and reached the edge of the stands on the first floor.

Looking down, it is about four meters high.

Zhou Xiaochun showed a sinister smile, while Messi and the others swallowed their saliva in unison.

The four muttered a few words, and then looked at the big screen on the field.

The game is almost over...

"The game is over soon, the Liaodong team leads 5:0! 5:0!"

Inside the Longvision studio.

The three of Sun Shengping rushed to speak.

It was Han Qiaozheng who spoke the fastest. His voice was hoarse. As a loyal supporter of the Liaodong team, Han Qiaozheng couldn't control his emotions at all.

"That's right, the Liaodong team's championship is secured!"

Sun Shengping was also extremely excited, "They deserve it!"

Among the three, only Zhang Lu was calm, but his voice was also high-pitched, "The strength of the Liaodong team is obvious to all. It deserves its name by winning the championship and being promoted to A-A!"

"I'm already looking forward to their performance in League A!"

From Liaodong black to Liaodong fan, Zhang Lu is the one who knows the tactical progress of the Liaodong team best. The strength of the Liaodong team represents the strength of Longguo football. He is really happy for the Liaodong team from the bottom of his heart.

"It's like this!" Sun Zhengping interrupted, "Now that the game is coming to an end, let's welcome the moment that belongs to the Liaodong team together!"

"Of course, the SMS channel has not been closed yet, please be active..."

Stadium big screen.

The 90-minute game time is about to end.

Everyone on the coaching bench of the Liaodong team, and all the substitute players, stood on the sidelines.

With their hands on each other's shoulders, they waited for the end of the game and rushed into the arena to celebrate.

The fourth official called for 3 minutes of stoppage time.

Qin Feng glanced at it, pursed his lips, the game was not interrupted, how could it take so long to make up time!

His heart was beating hard.

3 minutes is like a century.

Qin Feng can't wait to rush to the field, snatch the referee's whistle, and blow the game-ending whistle himself.

at last……

"Beep...beep...beep..."

Two short whistles and one long whistle, the game is over.

Qin Feng was stunned for half a second, then ecstasy appeared on his face.

Before he could react, Shang Yin, Qian Zhisong, Cruyff...

Everyone rushed over and hugged Qin Feng.

Old handsome Shang Yin and Qian Zhisong also wept with joy.

Three years downgrade...

The Liaodong team returns to the top league!

As the elders of the Liaodong team, they are the most excited today.

Qin Feng was also extremely excited.

Although the Liaodong team only won the first place in the A-B list, a champion of the Dragon Kingdom's secondary league.

But the first time is always the most memorable.

This is Qin Feng's first official competition trophy since he entered the Liaodong team, and it is worth remembering in his lifetime.

The Liaodong fans in the stands also completely broke out.

Under the leadership of Li Wenkang, they beat the drums rhythmically, and sang to cheer for the Liaodong team.

Even more than 30000 mountain city fans were infected.

The Tian Liaodong team deserves any praise, and they spontaneously applauded the Liaodong team.

On the field, the Liaodong players also hugged each other, singing and dancing.

After a while, all the players on the Liaodong field rushed to Qin Feng's side again.

The players on the bench rushed up to meet their teammates on the field.

Qin Feng laughed loudly, and ran onto the pitch with Cruyff and others.

Just when the entire Liaodong team was about to rendezvous, a huge uproar suddenly broke out in the audience.

Whether it was Liaodong fans or Shancheng fans, they all cheered loudly and looked behind the Liaodong coach's bench.

What happened?

Qin Feng stopped and turned around in doubt. Not only him, but the rest of the Liaodong team also temporarily stopped to celebrate, and raised their eyebrows to look at the Liaodong coach's bench.

The edge of the stands behind the coach's bench.

Si Dao, wearing the white team uniform of Liaodong, jumped down from the stands more than 4 meters high.

Just landed.

They rushed to the Liaodong players on the field.

behind the four.

Several security personnel reacted and were chasing after him.

But surprisingly, the four people in front were extremely fast, and the security guard behind almost vomited blood but failed to catch up.

When it got closer, Qin Feng finally saw it clearly.

The one at the head has a high ponytail fluttering.

The little man who followed behind ran with his head muffled, without saying a word.

The one with big eyes behind it opened his arms and his face was full of tears.

In the end, he followed a simple and honest face, who looked bitter and bitter...

Zhou Xiaochun, Messi, Di Maria, Chen Tao!

Isn't this bullshit!

Qin Feng snorted and greeted him, "...well done, Xiao Chun!"

"Qin Feng, we won, we won!" Zhou Xiaochun jumped up and bumped into Qin Feng, and they fell to the ground together.

Fragrant and soft!

Before Qin Feng could recall, Messi and the others pressed up.

The five rolled into a ball with forgetfulness.

The staff of the Liaodong team knew the truth and stopped the vicious security guards behind.

A few people from Zhou Xiaochun rushed onto the stage.

The cheering in the stands never stopped.

Li Wenkang stared at the field with envy.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he also rushed to the stands on the first floor, rushing into the arena from the edge with hands and feet.

With Li Wenkang taking the lead.

All the Liaodong fans in the stands flowed downward like a white wave...

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