"Asshole!"

"Damn!"

"Actually humiliating Arsenal!"

The stands were booed all around, the verbal abuse of fans everywhere, and the pitch became noisy.

Zhen Shaolong stood in the door frame and was happy to be able to score a goal. He found that the surrounding atmosphere was a bit wrong. The fans ’abuses were not clear enough. It just felt like a mess on the scene, but the eyes of Arsenal players looked like Practice advanced martial arts of 'eye killing'.

"what happened?"

Zhen Shaolong walked out of the goal stunned, only to realize what happened-

He took the ball into the goal!

If it is just a dribble to complete the goal, there is no big deal. The key is that he continues to bring the ball forward and keeps bringing the ball into the net, which is a bit too humiliating.

Ok!

Zhen Shaolong felt all kinds of unfriendly eyes, and immediately decided to temporarily retreat with tactics. The manly husband can bend and stretch, not as common as the fragile girls!

Correct!

That's it!

Zhen Shaolong coughed softly, showing a friendly smile around him, and then walked back calmly step by step. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that his speed was getting faster and faster, and he ran away in the back.

Low-key!

After putting a ridicule, be sure to keep a moderately low profile!

Zhen Shaolong angered the public, but he didn't care too much. He thought he was not a high-profile person, but was affected by the system tasks. In the past games, he also suffered glaring tens of thousands of people.

This time is different!

Zhen Shaolong is still a little wronged, because he did not want to provoke, just for scoring goals, otherwise he came to a shot and was judged as a ‘shot’ by the system, and the consequences would be very tragic.

"I didn't mean it!"

"I am also helpless ..."

Zhen Shaolong sighed for a long time, and his teammates just gestured to each other, so in the atmosphere of the stadium, celebration is definitely not suitable.

Simultaneously.

Many people also reacted to the goal, and the game commentator sighed, "Lehmann made another mistake!"

"He probably wanted to make a clearance, or pass the ball to his teammates, but the error caused the ball to fly to Zhen Shaolong ..."

"This is a fatal error, the lowest error!"

"Lehman!"

"It is not good to see him today ... Zhen Shaolong is not very good, but because of Lehman, he has scored two goals ..."

Off-site.

Wenger felt incredible when he saw the goal. He was helpless to Lehman's low-level mistakes.

What can this do?

Lehman kicked the ball into the opponent's body once and bounced into the goal. This time he simply 'passed' it to the opponent.

"idiot!"

Wenger had the best temper and couldn't help but scold.

Arsenal's goal is not easy, if Lehman made no mistakes, they have already led 2-1, but they are now behind their opponents.

the other side.

Alledes was very pleasantly surprised.

Originally, Zhen Shaolong's condition was still worrying. Unexpectedly, his opponent's condition was even worse, almost equal to giving away two goals with both hands.

This is great!

"It should be said that Zhen's luck is good." In Alles's impression, Zhen Shaolong's luck has always been very good, and football always seems to like to rush towards him.

If the football game is regarded as a fantasy novel, Zhen Shaolong is like the protagonist in the novel, and he always scores goals by luck.

This is amazing!

Allardes's feelings are not deep yet. The deepest feeling is Irving. Because he has been partnering with Zhen Shaolong for a long time, he originally thought that Zhen Shaolong was in a bad state.

Unexpectedly!

Zhen Shaolong was in a bad state, but the opponent came to send a goal.

"Not reasonable enough!"

"So you can score two goals!"

Irving thought that he only scored one, and suddenly became extremely imbalanced in his heart. He waited until the end of the first half, and returned to the locker room or thinking about this problem.

"why!"

"I have been working hard, but it is so difficult to score goals. Zhen Shaolong only ran a few steps. The opponent kicked the ball on him and could fly directly into the goal."

"The opponent returns the pass ..."

Irving is unwilling!

Owen immediately thought of his plan. After arriving at the dressing room, he kept looking at Zhen Shaolong.

The two were a few meters apart, with Milner and Patton in between, but he kept turning his head to look at Zhen Shaolong. When he was occasionally blocked from view, he took a closer look and even looked at another place to continue watching.

Zhen Shaolong noticed Irving's eyes, and felt a little strange. "What is this guy doing?" He didn't care, so he picked up the water bottle and poured a sip of water.

Owen immediately took a sip.

Zhen Shaolong pulled out his socks from his backpack and planned to put on a new pair of socks. Half of the game passed, his feet were already soaked with sweat, and the socks were a little uncomfortable.

Owen also found a pair of socks.

Zhen Shaolong and Milner spoke with a smile, eyes turned away to Owen in the distance.

Owen also turned to speak with Barton.

Button ignored him.

Irving continued to say that he kept sweeping his eyes, as if observing what Zhen Shaolong was doing.

The two met each other.

Zhen Shaolong finally couldn't help but asked, "Michael, what the **** are you doing!"

"I? No?" Irving expressed at a loss. "What are you talking about? You mean, I just changed my socks because clean socks are more comfortable."

"..."

Zhen Shaolong decided to ignore Irving, but then the depression continued, he found what he did, Irving followed what he did, and even went to the bathroom himself, Irving was also queuing outside. It ’s convenient to say it, but next to it The bathroom is empty, so staring at the one you entered is a bit excessive?

"What the **** is this guy doing?"

Zhen Shaolong didn't understand it at all, and decided to ignore Irving, just as if this guy was air.

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Zhen Shaolong experienced the depression in the midfield, returned to the game, and finally got rid of Irving, it is impossible for the other party to learn anything.

He took a long breath.

With the start of the second half of the game, the sight of the entire stadium was brought back to the game. To many people's surprise, Arsenal did not replace Lehman.

During the intermission, many media, commentators, and football guests discussed the game and thought Wenger would choose to replace Lehman in a bad state.

"Lehmann is in a terrible state!"

"Lehman's performance is very stable on weekdays, in order to sit firmly in the position of goalkeeper, this time I don't know what is going on ..."

"Winger should consider replacing him."

Now Wenger has not chosen to replace Lehman, which is still somewhat unexpected.

Wenger was standing on the sidelines, also looking at Lehman in front of the door.

In the first half, Lehman's performance was very poor. Two low-level mistakes ruined the team's good situation, but the mistakes have appeared and there is no way to reverse them. He decided to continue to believe Lehman.

"Give him more trust, he will definitely work harder and harder!" Wenger thought so.

When a player makes a major mistake that affects the outcome of the game, he will have guilt in his heart. There are many typical examples in the history of football. The head coach chose to continue to trust. Perhaps this player will perform very well, even Is to reverse the situation.

Lehman is only a goalkeeper, and the probability of scoring is extremely small. Wenger still hopes that he can perform well. As long as the goal is no longer broken, winning is still very promising.

What Wenger didn't know was that Lehmann's mistakes were not caused by poor condition, but by some mysterious force ...

and so.

When the game reached the first 48 minutes and only three minutes started in the second half, Lehmann made another mistake!

This is a hand throw!

Newcastle United's attack hit the penalty area. Milner kicked a shot from the periphery and was picked up by Lehman. Then he wanted to throw it to his front teammate with one hand. It seemed that the swing was too large, and the football hit On Zhen Shaolong's right arm.

Zhen Shaolong was just a little bit in front of Lehman, and as a result the football flew directly into the goal.

"..."

The audience was silent again.

The scene that was full of blood was hit by the ball and fell into a cold state.

Everyone can't believe what he saw. Lehman will make mistakes again, or such low-level mistakes. Even, football still hit Zhen Shaolong's arm and hit the goal?

Wenger almost vomited blood in this scene, saying that good trust will perform well? How did you get to Lehman, feeling worse and worse? Can you hit the opponent with a hand throw?

Fortunately, handball ...

Maybe, maybe, maybe there is room for reversal?

Wenger's ideas represented the ideas of many people. The entire stadium looked at the referee Alcante.

Alcanter was also nervous. He felt that he was going through the 'most difficult test for the referee'. Lehman already had a ball in the first half. He hit Zhen Shaolong's arm and hit the goal. At that time, he awarded the goal and the goal was valid. Came one?

If he could, he really wanted to yell, "Lehman, you stupid-good", and follow up with a loud question, "Are you dare to say that he didn't mean it?"

However, he cannot.

Alcan hesitated for a long time, and began to discuss with the other members of the referee group-

"This ball is stumping me!"

"Zhen Shaolong must have unintentional handball! It should be counted as a goal!"

"But he has his arm waving."

"That's a normal movement while running. This ball is intentional. Do you think anyone will believe it?"

"But there was such a ball in the first half ..."

The opinions of the referee group are also not uniform.

Alcante was sullenly punished for how he was sentenced. He thought about it for a while, but still made a punishment for the muddy-

Invalid goal!

Only the goal is invalid.

This penalty is a bit contradictory. Zhen Shaolong should score if he doesn't foul. If he doesn't foul, he doesn't foul. He doesn't foul. How is the penalty awarded?

A group of Newcastle United players immediately surrounded Alcant to discuss, "That was Lehman's mistake!"

"It should be effective!"

"How can this ball not count?"

Alcanter is also a headache. He knows how to make a wrong decision. The goal is a bit irritating. The venue of the game is the Emirates Stadium. The two handballs of the opponent broke the goal. It sounds a bit weird.

Not scoring?

See the reaction of these Newcastle United players?

The referee's punishment cannot be changed. Alcant knows the importance of authority. He firmly defends his punishment, even if the punishment is wrong.

In the end, the goal was invalid.

What Alcant did not notice was that among the players who were entangled with himself, there was no figure of Zhen Shaolong.

The goal just now belonged to Zhen Shaolong ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Zhen Shaolong didn't care about a goal. What he cared about was a prize of 100,000 pounds, but now something more angry than '100,000 pounds' happened to him. --The mission was not completed!

Lehman's hand threw the ball on his right arm and counted as a goal to complete the task.

Now the mission is not completed!

Zhen Shaolong is more sensible than others. He knows that the referee ’s punishment cannot be changed, but he ca n’t suppress his anger, "Yes!"

"The task of destroying Laozi with mud!"

"The opponent's ball hits Lao Tzu, is it not a goal?"

"Since that is the case ..." Zhen Shaolong's thinking turned very fast, and he quickly thought of an idea, "Laozi kicked the ball into the opponent's hand, and see how you judge it when it comes!"

His eyes light up.

This is also a good way to create goals!