Chapter 1825 Ah yes yes yes

"It's strange to say, I didn't mean to leave suspense for now. But I played Royal Cathorn, it seems that I really didn't have any special performance..."

At the dinner table, Hu Lai explained to Li Qingqing the recent hot topic on the Internet, the grievances and grievances between him and Royal Cathorn.

"I scored two goals against them in the Europa League quarter-finals in Leeds City, which turned out to be my highest scoring record against them...Hey, this team is indeed a bit wicked."

After listening to Hu Lai's words, Li Qingqing analyzed: "Because this is just an ordinary opponent, of course it doesn't deserve your attention. Moreover, their strength is indeed relatively strong. If you didn't deliberately target them, this statistic It's just normal behavior."

After hearing the words, Hu Lai thought for a while, and he really never regarded Royal Cathorn as any special opponent.

Even in the game where he scored the most goals against Real Catjon, he has no special grievances with Royal Catjon.

What impressed him most in that game was not his two goals, but Junpei Morikawa.

Because it was the meeting of two Japanese players, Junpei Morikawa and Masao Yonezawa, in the UEFA Europa League, Hiroto Motegi, then head coach of the Japanese national team, also came to watch the match.

As a result, Masao Yonezawa did not start the game, and Hu Lai still joked in his heart that Hiroto Motegi was going to make a half trip for nothing.

Later, because of his own goal, Real Carterjon was forced into danger, and Masao Yonezawa came off the bench.

He was entangled by Morikawa Junpei.

Most of the memories of that game are like that.

As for Hu Lai's two goals...he couldn't even remember how he scored them.

This opponent really didn't impress him like Catalan United, King Madrid, or Sevilla Navigator.

Just one of the countless opponents he defeated.

It never occurred to him to tally his record against Real Carterjon.

As a result, after asking the opposing club to help him count it, he was surprised-did I score so few goals against Real Carterjon?

"You're right. I really didn't regard them as special opponents. But from now on, it will be different." Hu Lai nodded.

How could Hu Lai endure being treated as a meme by his opponent?

He never takes the initiative to cause trouble, but it doesn't mean he can swallow his anger.

"How do you respond to them?" Hearing what Hu Lai said, Li Qingqing asked expectantly.

At the same time she even picked up the phone.

"What are you doing?" Hu Lai asked when she saw her move.

"See what you want to tweet."

Hu Lai didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Don't act like a melon-eating crowd!"

"You send it!"

Hu Lai shook his head: "I won't post it."

"Ah? Why?" Li Qingqing was a little disappointed.

"If you have anything to say, wait until the game is over, and then decide what you want to say based on my performance in the game. If I score a goal, it must be full firepower..."

"What if you don't score?" Li Qingqing asked.

"Of course nothing happened." Hu Lai said confidently.

"Wow, what a dog!"

"Tsk, what did you say about your boyfriend? I just don't want to be an old general on stage with flags all over my back."

Li Qingqing asked again: "But will you not score?"

"Probably not...but my goal is not to score goals."

"If it's not a goal, what is it?"

"It's more than one goal."

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Hu Lai can not speak out on social media because the keyboard is in his hands.

But he couldn't stop the reporters from running to interview him because his legs were on the reporters. Moreover, Western journalists have always been known for being able to run well. Wherever there is news, there are them, just like a school of sharks following a slave ship.

In order to protect Hu Lai from being caught in the whirlpool of public opinion, the club did not even let him attend the regular mid-week press conference.

Because they all know what questions the reporters will ask if Hu Lai goes as a player representative.

But the club couldn't control reporters blocking Hu Lai's car outside the training base.

So when more than a dozen reporters rushed to the middle of the road to stop the car, Hu Lai's Audi Q8 was successfully stopped.

Hu Lai had to roll down the car window and was forced to accept interviews from reporters.

"Hu, what do you think of the statement made by the official account of the Royal Carterjon Club? Do you feel offended?"

"Offensive? No, what they said is the truth. I did only score five goals, and I did not score in three games. Since it is the truth, why do I feel offended?"

Facing Hu Lai's answer, the reporters looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering how Hu Lai could be so calm.

In their thinking, Royal Catjon is almost output on the face.

Faced with such ridicule, everyone has a temper, how could Hu Lai not?

Judging from his past performance records, he is not a good person at all.

"Then you think Royal Carterhorn is right?" a reporter asked hesitantly.

Hu Lai nodded: "Of course. They are talking about the facts, and the facts are right, so they are right. Last time they fought, they were the winners. Of course, they can say whatever they want. That's okay. Winners and losers ...I don't think they shouldn't say those things, as long as they say the truth, they can say what they want, that's the 'prerogative' of the winner."

The reporters were messed up by Hu Lai-how could he still speak for the opponent?

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"Hu Lai, are you holding back some bad water again?"

Zhang Qinghuan posted the news of the media's interview with Hu Lai to the group, and circled Hu Lai.

"Damn, is this how I look in your heart, Brother Huan?" Hu Lai came out and complained.

Chen Xingyi: "Maybe the real image is worse than this..."

Wang Guangwei: "Hu Lai, don't ask this question, it's for your own good."

Xia Xiaoyu: "[cover face]"

Junpei Morikawa: "Although... Hu Lai, your behavior is really strange..."

Zhang Qinghuan: "Look? Even Morikawa thinks your behavior is abnormal. If you are too abnormal, there must be a demon! The Royal Cathorn spit on your face, and you still help them speak? Isn't this a conspiracy?"

"There's no conspiracy, it's all conspiracy." Hu Lai said, "I made it very clear. 'The winner can say whatever he wants, this is the prerogative of the winner'. Is there any problem with this?"

It was Xia Xiaoyu who reacted first: "So Brother Hu means that as long as he wins next, he can spray whatever he wants?"

Hu Lai quoted Xia Xiaoyu's words: "Xiaoyu is still smart! What is this called? This is called 'legitimacy'. Now those Royal Carterjon fans are reposting my words everywhere, and they all recognize the 'winner's privilege'. Then wait until I beat them, and they just shut up and listened to what I said."

After hearing Hu Lai's explanation, Zhang Qinghuan gave him a thumbs up: "Don't worry, it is indeed the Hu Lai I am familiar with! No one has taken his house away, nor has anyone pointed a gun at him."

Hu Lai returned Huan's eye-rolling expression.

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Boos at Pirates Park.

Real Carterjon is playing with the ball and that's where the boos come from.

This was just an ordinary La Liga game, and it would definitely not let Pirates fans do this.

After all, Royal Catjon has no enmity with the Madrid Pirates in history, and they are ordinary opponents.

But having no hatred before does not mean that there is no hatred now.

The Pirates fans did this, naturally, because of the crazy provocation of Royal Catjon officials before the game.

For the Madrid Pirates fans, provoking Hou Lai is tantamount to provoking the Madrid Pirates.

So from the beginning of this game, as long as the Royal Catjon players get the ball, nearly 80,000 Pirates fans will greet them with harsh boos.

However, it can be seen that the players of Real Catjon are mentally prepared for this. Because of the harsh boos, the performance of the Royal Catjon players was not affected.

They still build up the attack with aplomb rather than kicking the football out quickly under booing pressure.

"The game went on for almost half an hour, and the score was still 0:0. Neither side scored a goal. It was true that Hu Lai was closely defended by the Royal Catjon players in the game, and there were not many opportunities. I have to say that the Royal Catjon This team really has two brushes, they don't just fight with each other..."

He Feng told everyone this.

"That's why it's even more annoying!" Xie Lan complained in front of the TV.

"But don't rush!"

She quickly reminded her son again through the satellite signal.

"Don't fall into their trap! Keep a normal rhythm, play as you want, don't think about the verbal battles before the game..."

Hu Lixin next to him laughed outright.

Xie Lan turned and stared at him: "What are you laughing at?"

Hu Lixin said with a smile: "I feel that you can also be a coach."

"Are you bending over me?" (Note 1)

Hu Lixin waved his hand: "No, no. I often say this to the players during the intermission..."

He Feng on the TV continued to say:

"...Hu Lai was pulled out from the penalty area. That's right, the penalty area is full of people now, there is no space at all, and it is meaningless to stay in the penalty area. And Hu Lai has the ability to shoot from a long distance, so it is properly pulled out In the penalty area, away from the goal, maybe there is a chance..."

But although Hu Lai pulled out of the penalty area, he did not gain space.

Because immediately the players of Real Carterjon came up and stuck behind him, preventing him from turning around or taking the ball easily.

Despite this, Hu Lai still raised his arms to ask for the ball at his teammates, as if he didn't feel anyone behind him at all.

Joaquin Bella passed the football to him, and at the same time moved closer to him, ready to respond~lightnovelpub.net~ Hu Lai faced the incoming ball, spread his hands apart, and stopped the Royal Carterjon players behind him to prevent him from circling Grab it yourself.

Then he flicked the incoming ball with his right foot!

Not stopping the ball, but picking the ball!

Lift the football into the air from below, but not too high, let alone behind the defender.

Then he half-turned, swung his right leg again, and pumped the football that was lifted into the air directly towards the goal behind him!

Boom!

The football flew in front of the Royal Carterjon players who were defending him, and flew upwards first, as if it had been flying this way to be higher than the crossbar.

Real Catjon goalkeeper Ruben Peteksa seemed to prove it all the more when he leaped into the air, stretched his arms as far as he could, and failed to touch the ball.

But after passing his hand, the football suddenly fell!

Then wiped the lower edge of the crossbar and flew into the goal!

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Note 1: Curved acid, dialect, meaning of running and teasing.

(end of this chapter)