Chapter 17 - Let ** come more violently!
Compared with the Paris Saint-Germain bench with a burst of emotions and a warm atmosphere, there was silence on the Monaco bench, and the atmosphere was depressing, and there seemed to be great fear, oppressing them. They looked pale and there was cold sweat in their hands.
A player murmured: The butcher is really killing people. In more than ten minutes, he actually scored three goals and scored a hat trick! It was so terrible!
Under the scorching sun, Monaco head coach Kurada looked at the Monaco players on the court dejectedly. They looked dull and their eyes were at a loss.
Kurada shook her head, thinking that if the first ball and his player's tactical foul would be stopped, he would not have happened. In this situation, after the game, we must summarize it carefully.
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The strength of the Monaco youth team is already stronger than Paris Saint-Germain. They play at home again, without any hard work. Before the game, Monaco had only one purpose in his heart: to defeat his opponent and defend his home honor!
Left behind zero to two in the first half. In the first twenty minutes, Paris Saint-Germain failed to narrow the score gap, but instead showed a downward trend in the scene. In the heat, they recovered their own half. Lakenbe knew the reason, so he was very angry and helpless.
Almost everyone believes that Paris Saint-Germain will definitely lose.
Tang Jue slept well last night, and he didn't go out to fool around. He was determined to become a great striker like Ronnie. If he wanted to become great, he must first have a strong heart. Since it was a strong heart, how could he easily admit defeat?
He could not get the support of his teammates in the frontcourt, so he remembered the Eighth Route Army during the War of Resistance Against Japan, and he wanted to learn the Eighth Route Army's playing style. So he returned to his half and waited for an opportunity to steal, and he succeeded.
After success, he seemed to possess Ronnie, staged a good long-distance raid, and then sent the ball into the goal of Monaco. This goal inspired the teammates' fighting spirit and was also the turning point of the game. Paris Saint-Germain, who regained his fighting spirit, began to counterattack and launched waves of fierce attacks.
They finally overtook the score before the game was about to end. This was a shocking reversal!
So how can this not make them excited!
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Tang Jue did not escape from his teammate's claws this time. Before he could run to the bench, he was caught by his teammates and pressed hard on the turf. They howled in their mouths and began to stack the arhats!
Tang Jue was born in 1987 and is born in the Year of the Rabbit. Now he is lying on the turf, he has really turned into a rabbit, lying on the turf and gnawing on the grass!
Lakenbe and Gamero beside him didn't say a word, they hugged passionately!
At this time, any language is redundant and pale. The huge joy is unbearable to them alone, so they have to vent these joys in a way. Then embrace it!
The substitutes behind them had already howled and screamed with excitement, and they were dancing with each other. Some were waving their jerseys, some were waving their socks, and some were waving their sneakers!
They began to dance and vent their hearts through dance, and they vented their great joy!
This is a joyful world, this is a carnival world!
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The game ended in two minutes!
The referee's whistle at the end of the game was the charge. The referee's last long whistle just sounded, and on the bench, the Paris Saint-Germain players couldn't wait to rush into the field. They howled in their mouths, like a group of hungry wolves, who discovered their prey, and they rushed towards the prey wildly!
Unfortunately, Tang Jue is the prey in their eyes!
Tang Jue looked at his teammates in surprise. After a second, he knew what they were going to do. So he suddenly had the idea of running away.
However, he stood there without moving. His face showed a smile, his white teeth shining in the sun.
You can't escape, let alone he enjoys this surging passion. Then come and make the passion more intense!
He squatted down his legs, spread his arms, and waited for his teammates' fierce passion!
Tang Jue's posture was very similar to the reefs by the sea. He was silently waiting for the huge waves. A wave rushed over, and Tang Jue's upper body shook slightly backwards, and then he returned to normal. However, there were too many huge waves and too surging, and he was not a reef. He eventually fell on the turf!
He took a deep breath before falling to the ground!
His face turned red and he said to himself: Then come on!
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Lakenbe hid the joy in his heart at the tip of his eyebrows, and then walked politely towards Kurada, and the two shook hands at the center line.
Kurada put his loss in his heart, smiled on his face, and said with a smile: "Rakenbe, you have a good card in your hand. This is a card game, good, good!"
Lakenbe said cheerfully: "He is still young and needs exercise. You played well in the first half, really well. He played well in the first twenty minutes of the second half."
Kurada thought to himself, it is true. If you don’t have that little guy with black hair, this game will be ours. Then he sighed, “It’s a pity that we lost.” He turned his face and said, “Congratulations!”
Kurada said "Back him down!" during the game, and at that time, Rakenbe wanted to go up and tear him apart. Now, Rakenbe put all this behind his head. Rakenbe smiled even more heartily, and after laughing, he said, "Luck! Luck!"
Kurada almost vomited blood!
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The excitement had been vented, and his teammates left Tang Jue. Tang Jue lay on the grass and felt relaxed. He exhaled the breath that was holding in his chest. He finally regretted it. He felt so uncomfortable just now that he felt his lungs were about to burst.
Tang Jue sighed in his heart: The combined weight of seven or eight guys is over a thousand pounds. Fortunately, not everyone is pressing on it.
Xiao Feifei's voice sounded in Tang Jue's mind: "Master! The arhat made of eight players has reached its peak, and this arhat can no longer be stacked. Otherwise, all of them would want to pounce on it."
Tang Jue got up from the turf and spat a sputum hard. He thought to himself: From now on, you must not do anything about the stacking arhat. If those guys had better skills in the stacking arhat, he might really die!
Sack walked over with excitement on his face, hugged Tang Jue tightly, and said loudly: "Tang, we won! We won!"
Tang Jue smiled and said, "Win! Win!"
His left face took the opportunity to rub Sack's head a few times. Sack's golden hair suddenly left a sweat-soaked grass chips.
Tang Jue's black hair was already messy, and the sweat on his face was covered with grass chips, but the grass chips on his left face were less than those on his right face. Tang Jue looked unkempt and walked towards the bench with Sack on his shoulders.
Under the scorching sun, they dragged their long shadows!
The hot summer now cannot bring them discomfort and heat, and cannot stop them from moving forward!
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Gamero greeted her with a smile, and her eyes became crescent moons. He patted Tang Jue on the shoulder and said, "Tang, you performed very well! It's so shocking! In the future, you will shock many people and shock former fans around the world."
The French never stingy with their praises to the winner.
Tang Jue was very happy. He grew up in France and had little humility as a Chinese. His eyes were bright, and the two long eyebrows at the tip of his eyebrows were slightly upturned. Tang Jue said happily: "I will work hard!"
Lakenbe walked from the center line, and he grabbed Tang Jue's shoulder and said, "Tang, you performed so well! When you ran for a long distance, Kurada almost went up and teared him apart when he shouted 'Back him!'."
When Tang Jue was raiding for a long distance, he entered another world, and that world was silent. He could not hear any sound from the outside world. He had no idea what was happening outside world.
Lakenbe looked up and down at Tang Jue. He looked at Tang Jue's messy hair without laughing; he looked at the grass clippings on Tang Jue's face without laughing. He said, "Tang, you should become stronger."
Tang Jue had doubts in his eyes, and Rakenbe said, "That way, when the opponent wants to pull you, they can't hold it!"
Chapter completed!