genius creator

Chapter 301
The ball was lobbed just right, and Mario could only watch the ball fly into the goal.

"Wow"

The ball is in.

Perez jumped up excitedly, clenched his fist and swung it out. This goal was too relieved, and he was waiting for this goal.

More than ten minutes before the game, the Gijon team scored another point. For the team, this is a symbol of victory, because there is not much time left for the game. No matter how good Santander is, it is impossible to catch up. back.

The fans of the Gijon team were even more excited and kept cheering for the team, and the stadium suddenly set off a tsunami-like cry.

Seeing that time was running out and the score was stretched again, Portugal finally couldn't sit still on the coach's bench. He even regretted that he didn't arrange the main force in time in the first half, otherwise he wouldn't have fallen into this world .

3:2, Santander fell behind by one goal.

The first match of the West Second Division received a lot of attention in the local area. At least it created a miracle in the ratings, breaking the previous ratings with a score of 12.3%. At present, millions of eyes in Spain are paying attention to this game Competition, everyone began to worry about Santander.

Because of Yang Luo's appearance, many people have refocused on the Santander team. Although the team's performance has not been ideal, Yang Luo's performance last season has left a deep impression on everyone, and everyone will remember it The Chinese kid who used heavy artillery to bomb the door.

Therefore, they are looking forward to what kind of miracle this young player from China can bring them in the new season.

Although the team is behind, Yang Luo's pass and shot are so beautiful that many people are boiling. Therefore, no matter what the result of this game is, Yang Luo's strength has been recognized by everyone, but everyone still hopes that Yang Luo will win this game. Can lead the team to score 3 points.

In China, although it was early in the morning, many fans who liked Yang Luo tried their best to watch the game. There was no live broadcast on TV, and everyone could only rely on the Internet to watch.

Zhang Xiao had been by the computer for a long time, watching the game, while watching live updates on the post bar, and creating some benefits for many Luo fans who couldn't watch the game.

When Yang Luo scored the wonderful goal first, Zhang Xiao jumped up from the bed, yelling, if others didn't know, they would think he was crazy.

I believe that at this time, it wasn't just Zhang Xiao's reaction, everyone watching the game would be like this, and then Yang Luo missed the ball and hit Matsumoto.

Zhang Xiao angrily pointed at the screen and shouted: "It deserves it, it deserves it, it deserves it, it deserves it, it deserves it."

The news of Junichiro Matsumoto's transfer, Zhang Xiao also learned from the Internet, that kid has a mischievous eyebrow, he is not a good thing at first sight, he must have said something bad, Yang Luocai kicked the ball over.

Although Yang Luo said that he missed the shot, he couldn't hide it from Zhang Xiao.

Seeing Yang Luo desperately shaking Matsumoto's body, Zhang Xiao burst out laughing.

"Yang Luo, what have you learned these days, and why have you failed?" Zhang Xiao said with a smile on the side.

But then, the atmosphere became tense, and Zhang Xiao hurriedly typed this headline in the computer post bar: "We are still behind at the moment, I hope the brothers of the Luo Fan Alliance will give Da Luo Luo some strength, so that he can score another goal Ball."

Sure enough, there were some night owls in the post bar, and they quickly posted.

"Yang Luojin is one, we support you."

Another netizen's answer moved Zhang Xiao very much.

"Yang Luo, if you can get another one, I'll go and confess to Sister Feng right away."

Zhang Xiao shook his head, "Brother, you are so great, brothers admire you."

At the same time, there is another person watching this game.

Ling Feng stayed alone in the dormitory. In the last few games of the National Youth Team, he played well and gradually stabilized his position. Next, he will devote himself to the 1/8 finals. But tonight, a game He has to see.

Sitting on the bed, Ling Feng couldn't help being slightly taken aback when he saw Yang Luogang appearing on the stage.

After not seeing each other for several months, Yang Luo has changed a lot.

There was no immaturity on his face anymore, and now it has been replaced by perseverance. His strong muscles have shown obvious lines, and the muscles on his calves and arms are particularly obvious when he runs.

"What exactly did Yang Luo go through, and how did he change so much?" Ling Feng sighed inwardly.

But when Yang Luo hit the kick that shocked the world as soon as he entered the field, Ling Feng's eyes couldn't help trembling slightly. Although the strength of this kick was the same as that of the Campus Cup at that time, the process turned upside down.

Yang Luo made a steal and then shot. It can be seen from this that his growth in just two months is simply too great.

Although the level of competition in La Liga is not as high as that of La Liga, any team selected from La Liga is very strong, let alone the Gijon team that just fell from La Liga to La Liga.

"Yang Luo has changed a lot." At this time, a deep voice came from behind.

Ling Feng turned his head and glanced, Zhao Hu was standing behind him, staring at the screen.

From the very beginning of the World Youth Championship, he and Zhao Hu were assigned a room. The reason for this was that Ling Feng was very helpless, because they were in the same city and it was easier to get along with each other.

But in fact Ling Feng and Zhao Hu are incompatible, even in the same dormitory, they don't speak at all, but tonight, Zhao Hu actually made a precedent.

Ling Feng didn't say a word, the scene of how Zhao Hu treated him was vivid in his memory, Ling Feng would never forgive him no matter what.

After Perez scored the leading goal, Ling Feng began to feel uneasy.

"Yang Luo, if you want to gain a firm foothold on the European stage, then you must show yourself. Come on, I believe in you." Ling Feng said firmly in his heart.

Eyes back to the field.

The game time passed by every minute and every second, and the Santander players became impatient one by one. Facing the opponent's iron cage defense, they tried their best but failed to achieve any results.

At this time, Captain Duran stood up.

"Everyone, don't worry, as long as the game is not over, we will have a chance, everyone will play steadily,"

With Dulan's encouragement, the team members calmed down a little.

Yang Luo looked at Sandro in front of him, and Sandro's body was already burning with fighting spirit.

In the second half, the three players who replaced him and Donggudu had already scored. Sandro must also be very anxious. Now he is desperately showing himself. Seeing Sandro's hard work, Yang Luo couldn't help but give a thumbs up in his heart. Fight, how can you win if you don't fight.

Santander's offense has always been suppressed in the midfield, and the opponent's tactics are obvious, even if they die, they have to suppress the opponent in the half.

Yang Luo actively participated in the fight, and the opponent fought fiercely. Yang Luo finally received a pass from his teammate, but at this moment, Sandro started to wave at him.

(End of this chapter)