"Brother, don't be happy just by scoring the goal. Can't you assist me?"

Just as the baton was about to kick off, the fat guy came over with a shameless face and said to Valdi with great grievance.

I had the opportunity to compete with Vardy for the Golden Boots, but in just ten minutes, I declared that my hope was completely shattered. I guess the little fat man, like the stick player, had his mentality collapsed.

Of course, Rooney is also good to assist Vardy. At least he has the chance to win the assist king. It is said that there is a woman behind successful men. Who says that there is no man behind successful men?

However, Rooney prefers to score goals than assists.

Vardy patted the fat man on the shoulder and nodded, "Don't worry, I'll give you some balls today!"

Rooney burst into tears in an instant. Valdy is so nice, he is such a warm man!

But at this time the referee walked past Rooney, and Rooney instantly reacted.

No!

Just for the game, the opponent is a stick, it’s impossible to get a ball at all. Isn’t Vardy fooling me?

Rooney was about to find trouble for Vardy, but the game had already started again. Rooney could only rush towards the stick in anger and vent his anger on the stick.

Now the Korean team really doesn't know how to play.

Not to mention the three goals behind, this matter is also annoying. The key is that they don’t know whether they should attack or defend.

If you attack, the chance of passing through the midfield is not high. If you press on a large scale, you will be beaten to the point of bruising and swollen by the English whirlwind;

If you defend yourself, you can't defend England's attack and you still have to continue to concede the ball.

This is embarrassing, they are not on the same level at all.

How to play the game?

Otherwise, just admit defeat.

Just as the players were desperate and random thoughts, England intercepted the ball again.

This time, it was Valdy who intercepted the ball. He couldn't stay idle in the frontcourt and returned to the midfield to help sweep. In terms of sweep ability alone, he was even better than Gerald and Lampard, and could compete with the top beast waist, but no one was willing to let him waste his offensive talent in the midfield.

A deadly flying tackle headed towards his former teammate Park Ji-sung. Anyway, the two have never had much friendship, so there is no way to be guilty or guilty.

After the tackle was completed, Vardy wanted to run all the long distance, but the satellite positioning showed that Rooney had already occupied a favorable position in the frontcourt, and the stick player next to him could not defend him at all.

Without any hesitation, Vardy directly made a long pass to find the little fat man.

Rooney won the physical battle with the stick player. Do you think the feed is for nothing?

After holding on to the defensive player and dribbled the ball into the penalty area, Rooney calmly pushed the ball against the goalkeeper. Even before the ball flew into the goal, the fat man raised his hands to celebrate.

However, soon, the raised hands seemed very awkward in the air. God and the fat man made a joke. The stick goalkeeper could not block the ball, but the post could.

The fat guy's shot was too tricky and rushed straight to the post. After a passionate collision, he bounced back into the field. The stick player was quick-eyed and his feet were quick, and he directly pushed the ball out of the bottom line, for fear that the fat guy would steal behind him.

Rooney's mentality collapsed again.

Damn, I'm not Vardy!

I didn't have a date with Door Frame!

This was definitely contagious by Vardy's funny halo, otherwise how could it be so coincidental!

The fat guy really wanted to settle the score with Vardy, but at this time Vardy had already walked to the corner flag area to take the corner kick. The fat guy could only raise his middle finger at Vardy indignantly.

If you don’t give me a corner kick assist, you and I will never finish it!

After receiving the little fat man's eyes, Vardy nodded, saying that he had received it, and also gave him a look back

Just look at it!

Rooney nodded with satisfaction. Vardy was still very skilled.

The ball was crowded with players from both sides in the penalty area. Vardy aimed, then ran out with a run, and the ball flew into the penalty area with a strong rotation.

Rooney jumped high at the front point, ready to fight for the top, and there was a stick defender next to him interfering with it. At the same time, the stick goalkeeper rushed out and clenched his fists with both hands, ready to hit the ball.

However, it was embarrassing that neither Rooney nor the goalkeeper and the defender of the club could touch the ball, and they all came to the top.

At this time, an incredible scream had sounded. In everyone's incredible eyes, the ball drew a devilish arc and turned into the goal, hanging on the ball net, almost rolling the ball king together.

All the fans couldn't help but stand up, dumbfounded, looking at Vardy's shadow as if looking at God.

After a brief silence, cheers exploded in the court, as if the entire universe was roaring.

The teammates ran towards Valdi, and Valdi greeted his teammates with open arms and smiled. This goal is worthy of their celebration.

However, before the celebration began, the first fat man who ran over pushed Vardy down and started punching and kicking Vardy, beating him while muttering something.

"I'll let you fool me!"

"I'll let you score a goal directly from the corner!"

"I told you not to assist me!"

The teammates originally planned to come to celebrate, but when they saw such a tragic side, they looked at each other. However, after a brief shock, everyone changed into a smile and happily joined the queue of punching and kicking Valdi. It is rare to have the opportunity to deal with Valdi.

If Beckham hadn't been able to bear it anymore, then Vardy could have become the first professional player to be tortured by his teammates because of his goal.

After his teammates finished venting, Vardy stood up angrily and pointed at Rooney and couldn't speak.

Who made you look so frustrated?

Is it blamed me for being short and unable to reach the ball?

However, Vardy felt that it was undoubtedly true to playing the piano with Rooney. When facing Rooney, who has always had a big fist, it makes sense.

The fans in front of the TV couldn't stand up straight. England's celebrations were always so eclectic. Can this be considered Vardy deserved it?

While England celebrated lively, the sticks on the opposite side were as sad as their dead father, and they were ashamed as they were.

It's 4:0!

It's less than 15 minutes into the game!

They even had the urge to jump off a building and commit suicide. This humiliation from strength is simply unaware of it.

If you lose again, you just don’t have to go anywhere when you return to China. Go to the plastic surgery agency to change your face, so as not to be embarrassed to be recognized.

"Look, aren't that the Korean national team members? They were beaten into shit by England!"

When I think about this scene, I feel ashamed.
Chapter completed!