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A chorus of 10 people.

The singing shattered the wind and rain, shaking the hearts of the Wuniu players on the field.

They had never felt such a terrifying home atmosphere, and even the basic movements of passing and receiving the ball were deformed for a while.

The hearts of the players of the Liaodong team were also beating violently.

They are excited.

With the support of the fans in the audience, they fought more and more bravely.

The 78th minute of the second half.

It was Modric who launched an attack from the backcourt again. The football reached Zhao Jiayi's foot on the left. He dribbled the ball in and cut inside.

The football arced around and bounced off the near post with a bang and into the net.

With such a tricky shot, the goalkeeper of the Wuniu team has nothing to do.

4: 1!

The Liaodong team completely sealed the victory.

The singing of the fans has never stopped. Seeing Liaodong's goal, no matter whether it is on or off the Wulihe field, there is a sudden thunderstorm.

"Won!"

"The Liaodong team is doing well!"

"That's it, we are invincible!"

"Yes, the Liaodong team is invincible!"

"..."

The 10 fans roared in unison, causing the anti-theft devices of the cars parked near the stadium to beep crazily.

Han Qiaozheng's hat was gone, and his hair was stuck to his forehead because of the rain, which made him look a little funny.

But he can't control so much now, he can't say anything other than jumping and yelling at Liaodong.

None of the fans around him could sit still.

Everyone jumped on their seats and danced rhythmically to the drums and songs.

inside the field.

Zhao Jiayi also knew what this goal meant.

He raised his arms and ran wildly, slid and knelt on the sidelines, and shouted loudly at the stands.

Other Liaodong players also followed suit, knelt down to the sidelines in groups, and hugged Zhao Jiayi tightly.

It wasn't until then that Qin Feng felt relieved, he swung his fist violently, and ran back to the coach's bench on crutches.

"John, the game is stable."

"I said earlier that there is no need to worry." Cruyff laughed, and wiped the sweat off his head while Qin Feng was not paying attention.

The old man advised Qin Feng not to be nervous, but actually he cared more about winning or losing the game than anyone else.

Standing up, Cruyff flicked the beige windbreaker, and the hem of the windbreaker lifted upwards with a whirring sound, flapping in the wind and rain.

"It's more than 80 minutes, it's time for the players to leave the field early to receive cheers!"

Walking to the fourth official, Cruyff personally submitted the substitution form as the head coach.

Zhao Jiayi, who scored a goal, went off first.

The audience burst into applause.

3 minute later.

Xu Liheng, who scored two goals alone in this game, ended up.

Cheers erupted both inside and outside the court.

Li Jinyu left the team and Xu Liheng was able to start. He cherishes this opportunity very much.

And opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared.

Xu Liheng himself has a certain talent, and he has trained extremely hard. Today's cheers are what he deserves.

Applauding to the audience, Xu Liheng staggered off the field.

87 minutes into the game.

The Liaodong team changed another player.

This time it's Xu Dong!

Today he defended the left alone under great pressure, became the breakthrough point of the Wuniu team several times, and almost became the sinner of the Liaodong team.

Fortunately, during the intermission, he followed Qin Feng's suggestion and changed his appearance.

When he left the field, Xu Dong was a little frustrated.

I didn't perform well today. I made too many mistakes in the first half and almost made a big mistake.

Xu Dong lowered his head and quickened his pace as he approached the stands.

at this time.

There was a loud applause from the stands.

"Good job Xu Dong!"

"The defense is so beautiful!"

"I would like to call you the strongest standing guard!"

"..."

Xu Dong was stunned, and the tangled facial features slowly dispersed.

He stopped, raised his arms, and kept bowing to the fans in the stands.

This move drew good-natured laughter, followed by overwhelming applause.

The players on the Liaodong team applauded together, smiling as they watched Xu Dong return to the bench.

At this time, the faces of Wuniu players were full of confusion.

In order to avoid relegation, they have tried their best.

But football matches only one team can have the last laugh.

Unfortunately, with the support of [-] Liaodong fans.

The Liaodong team is invincible today!

After trying to understand this truth, the Wuniu players on the field hunched over one by one, completely losing their energy.

Huge exhaustion hit, several of their players fell to the turf because of cramps, and some young ones even shed tears.

Not just the main force on the field.

The Wuniu bench also mourned.

Their head coach Nelson bit his nails and looked at the field blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

That's the end of the game!

Qin Feng sighed softly, competitive sports are so cruel.

The Wuniu team's relegation is almost a foregone conclusion!

"Rongcheng, rise up!"

The sudden roar startled Qin Feng.

Looking back, Huang Fengzhu was standing alone on the sidelines, hissing against the wind and rain.

A lock of long hair hung down on the old man's forehead, revealing the bald top of his head.

It made him look extremely embarrassed.

But Huang Fengzhu didn't seem to notice it at all, she still shouted hoarsely into the arena.

"Rongcheng, rise up!"

"Five cows, stand up!"

"..."

Shouting and shouting, the old man's eyes were red.

Qin Feng was stunned.

"Director Qin." Shang Yin walked over and whispered, "Old Huang reminds me of when the Liaodong team was relegated..."

While talking, Shang Yin may have thought of the scene back then, and also shed muddy tears.

"The Liaodong team will not be relegated again!"

He patted Shang Yin's shoulder heavily, and Qin Feng silently walked to Wuniu's coaching bench.

He wanted to comfort Huang Fengzhu.

But at this moment, Wu Niu's substitute players, several assistant coaches, including the staff of the club, all rushed to the sidelines and rushed to Huang Fengzhu's side.

"Rongcheng, rise up!"

"Five cows, stand up!"

"..."

Everyone yelled until their faces were red and their necks were thick.

Nelson, who was sitting on the coach's bench, also seemed to be touched, and got up to make a substitution.

Qin Feng smiled, stopped, and returned to the Liaodong coach's bench.

The movement from Wuniu's coaching bench alarmed the fans in the stands.

The big screen also gives them close-ups at the right time.

Applause suddenly sounded.

Fans, both on and off the field, were moved by this scene and cheered for the Five Bulls one after another.

in this atmosphere.

The players of the Wuniu team ignited their fighting spirit again, gritted their teeth and persisted, and with the addition of new forces, they went crazy into the attack.

Hard work finally paid off.

Before the final whistle.

Anqi made a save from a long shot, and Wu Niu's new forward followed up with a supplementary shot, and finally broke through the Liaodong goal.

The referee then ended the game.

The score was fixed at 4:2!

The players on the Liaodong team cheered.

The moment the whistle blew, the players of the Five Bulls sat down on the wet turf. Many of them buried their heads between their legs and kept shrugging their shoulders.

Seeing this, the players of the Liaodong team stopped to celebrate, and walked to the Wuniu players one after another, comforting them in their own voices.

The audience suddenly burst into applause.

Everyone applauded loudly for this warm scene on the field.

Huang Fengzhu and others also ran into the field and pulled up the Wuniu players who were sitting on the ground.

The two teams applauded the fans in the stands together, and ran to the sidelines to bow together.

Inside the Longvision studio.

Sun Shengping and Zhang Lu's eyes were red...

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