"It's okay, there are still 10 minutes, 11 to 10, and a strong forward, there is still a chance." Xia Yan helped Pu Taiyan deal with the wound, while comforting him.

Park Taiyan didn't answer, but looked at his teammate who was about to start a free kick. He really had the confidence to score a goal like this. This position allowed him to play 10, and at most one was saved by the goalkeeper.

It didn't take long before he closed his gaze back, then looked down at Xia Yan, and then swept his gaze across the court, really feeling tight in his chest.

Xia Yan glanced back, and then withdrew her gaze. This will become a goal kick for the German team. It must have been kicked.

"Don't think about it, you know it yourself. With such an injury, they definitely don't understand how you can get off. And now it's been photographed like this. Even if you win, you won't be able to explain it in the next game."

"Yep."

I didn’t expect Oh Nichan to respond. She raised her head and glanced up. Oh Nichan with her head down, her bangs slightly blocked her eyes, but she could still see his eyes from this angle. She felt distressed, and she pressed her mouth and bowed her head quickly without speaking Deal with it.

The fans near the stands, whether it is the German team or the South Korean team, or the neutral Brazilian local audience, look at this side from time to time.

When the fourth official brought a South Korean player to the sidelines, the fans confirmed what was going on.

Regarding the injury on his foot just now, no live footage was directly given, but a camera came over to take it. The fans didn't know what happened, but they had guessed that Park Taiyan might be injured.

Xia Yan's hands were very neat, disinfected with alcohol, and then quickly stitched up, then applied medicine and put on a bandage. After everything was done, Park Taiyan was still in a daze. She squatted and looked back at the sidelines. Lee Gen Ho was still waiting on the sidelines. On the field, no dead ball has been caused on the field.

"Both players are a little unable to run, and the only one who can run, Park Taiyan, is now sitting on the sidelines for treatment. From the bandage on his feet, he is not sure if it is a sequelae from the last game."

"A good single-handed kick, or a free kick at the back, is an opportunity for the Korean team to expand the score."

"There is not much time left in the game. The score on the field is still 2:2. Today is a tough game. Özil passed the ball and hit the goal! Also, shoot again, beautiful Özil!!!"

Xia Yan looked back at the German players who were celebrating after scoring, and quickly turned back to look at Park Taiyan. Park Taiyan just turned his head over, Xia Yan knelt on the ground, leaned forward and hugged his head to prevent him from looking.

Park Taiyan didn't struggle, listening to Xia Yan's heartbeat, she just let her hug herself.

The cameraman who had been staying on the side held the camera at the two brothers and sisters, and it didn't take long for the live broadcast to cut from the celebrating South Korean team to this side.

Seeing Xiaoying and Taiyan suddenly appearing on the big screen, even though it was only a short second, Yoon's eyes flushed instantly, and she asked softly, "What's the matter? Why don't you let him take a free kick."

"Kim Taeyeon bit her lower lip tightly and did not answer Yoona's question. She knew that the player was bleeding, and she would definitely be rushed to the sidelines by the referee to be bandaged before returning to the court.

The entire square was silent, only the live speakers were still broadcasting the sound of the broadcast, but the replayed goal was still a knife in the hearts of the Korean fans, from leading to tying, then overtaking and tying, and then the single-handed ball was fouled. , Free kicks are still waiting for Park Tae Yeon to show up, but now he is scored by the German team. Many people have not sorted out what happened.

"There is still a chance, and he will be able to equalize in a while..." Yoona has also watched a lot of Park Tae-yan games, knowing that he often leads the team to comebacks under unbelievable circumstances, and the more he gets in the late game, the better. The ball, but the words said here, I saw a big 9 flashing on the substitution card held by the referee on the sidelines.

Seeing this scene, the entire square was instantly commotion.

"Hey, don't bite your mouth. I'll be recording the show tomorrow." Taeyeon suddenly heard Hyoyeon's words and looked back at her, then slowly relaxed her lips, but her small fist on her side was tightly clenched. With.

In the picture, Park Taiyan was given another shot. This time, as before, he did not get the front face. It was just now that Xia Yan held the camera and blocked the shot. At this time, a back shot was taken.

Carrying sneakers in his hand, wearing socks on one foot, and bandaged on the other, he walked in toward the player's aisle, and Xia Yan walked together next to him.

Yoona sucked her nose, and didn't wipe any tears on her face with her hands, anyway, people could not tell if she was mixed in the rain.

Sika looked at the screen with her hands on her shoulders, her eyebrows exposed, her eyes red.

"I want to cry, I look so happy..." Xiaoyuan, whose mouth is always faster than his brain, found out that the three on the side had red eyes, and he quickly stuck out his tongue, then reached out his hand and wiped his eyes. Well, she was originally infected by the atmosphere of the scene, but seeing the three on the side like this, she didn't know if she was going to join in the fun.

Looking at the big screen, the game has continued on the field, and I don't know how he is. Xiaoyuan thought about it, it should be fine, anyway, in her impression, Park Taiyan has always been a very cheerful guy.

"You still have to follow up?"

"Ah...oh, are you okay?"

Park Taiyan shook his head, then walked directly into the dressing room, walked to his position, sat down and wiped his hair with a towel.

"It's okay...If I go out first?"

"Yep."

Xia Yan pursed her mouth and slowly closed the door. Her little head was still looking at the state of Nichan. He didn't pay much attention to this side. He just saw the door closed, thinking Xia Yan had left, and then leaned her head back. , Placed it on the dressing box, covered his face with the towel, and stayed still.

Xia Yan, who saw this scene, pulled the handle to leave a gap in the door, and watched quietly.

The little hand holding the handle became tighter and tighter. She knew how unreconciled Nichan was, and she could continue, but she lost because of this reason.

Although he kept saying that he didn't care, what kind of things he did, but Xiao Bui, who knew him well, knew what he would think in his heart. Now that he is emotionally confused, football is actually his only sustenance.

"Boom!"

Xia Yan shook her small hand, thinking she had been spotted by a peek, watching Park Taiyan's hand smashed to one side, and the locker door that was bumped in, she didn't know that the guy's locker was vented.

Don't look at it, Xia Yan, with red eyes, gently prepared to close the door.

"Park Xiuyan, you won!"

A word without any tone came into Xia Yan's ears along with the shut.

The little guy frowned and stood still for a long time, finally sighed and turned to leave.

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