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He Tuo followed the team into the field.

Director Zhan has already begun to explain.

"Fans and friends, welcome to the second round of the Premier League again."

'Chelsea got off to a good start against Birmingham.'

"Let me start by introducing you to the starting lineup for this game!"

'Chelsea, Didier Drogba up front, Gudjohnsen.

'At the back are Bridge, Terry, Ferreira and Carvalho.

"In midfield, Makelele at the back."

'Lampard on the left midfielder.'

"Finally, let me introduce you to you!"

"From the Dragon Country, in the youth league to kill all sides."

"Promoted to the first team and coming off the bench to score the winning goal."

"You can attack, you can defend when you retreat."

Halfway through the introduction, Director Zhan found that there were no words.

After all, He Tuocai played a Premier League game.

So he changed his mind.

"Convex and backward, perfect body..."

Zhang Lu hurriedly stopped Zhan Dao.

"Enough is enough, Coach Zhan, the game has begun."

"Ahem."

Zhan patted the microphone.

"Okay, let's get our eyes on the field."

"The game has started, and He Tuo is moving back and forth in the right midfield position."

Jose Mourinho put Ho Tuo in the role of midfield control.

There's dribbling, there's power.

He Tuo can create opportunities through dribbling.

Savage is also trying to follow through on the tactics.

However, he found a problem.

The young man in front of him was a little outrageously strong in dribbling.

The match drops 19 minutes.

Frank Lampard tackles Upson and sends in a through ball.

He Tuo used his imagination after receiving the ball.

Make a crotch leak.

He stopped and shook off Savage behind him.

The wonderful pass received bursts of applause from the fans.

There was an empty space ahead, and He Tuo advanced with the ball.

Getting closer and closer to the top of the arc of the penalty area.

Martin Taylor was forced to grab it.

Drogba immediately stepped forward in reverse.

He Tuo saw the opportunity and shook his ankles.

The ball slid down in front of Drogba at a comfortable pace.

A one-on-one chance, Drogba lifted his foot and volleyed.

The ball went through Mike Taylor's ribs and into the net.

Director Zhan's excited voice sounded.

"Beautiful!"

"Didier Drogba has scored!"

"He Tuo broke through with the ball in the middle and created this goal!"

'Chelsea are 1-0 ahead of Birmingham!'

Drogba turned and jumped on He Tuo to celebrate passionately.

Teammates ran over and patted He Tuo's head.

"Well done, keep kicking like this!"

"Yes, he, good kick!"

Dragon Nation fans were elated.

"Assists at the start, Smerkin is going to sit on the bench!"

"This dribbling, this passing, perfect!"

"Savage was turned around and pierced by He Tuo? What a shame! "

Savage was apologizing to Mike Taylor at this point.

"I'm sorry for my son."

"It's my fault that I failed to protect you."

Mike Taylor slapped him in the face.

"Get out."

"Get out of here."

As the game continued, Chelsea's dominance left Birmingham breathless.

Husky scrambled alone up front.

In the 31st minute of the game, Birmingham were lucky to get a corner kick opportunity.

Savage takes the penalty and the ball is driven to the back post.

Carvalho stumbled on the soles of his feet and couldn't catch up with Husky.

Husky leaps high and flicks his head at goal.

"What!"

"He couldn't score a shot from close range!"

"It reminds me of a wise saying."

"Passing like Messi, shooting Husky!"

The Husky's ability to grasp in front of goal has a magical effect.

I can always cure my teammates' hypotension in an instant.

With the score down by two goals, Birmingham played more and more impatiently.

Especially for He Tuo, who has excellent dribbling.

If they can't get the ball, they have to resort to other means.

In other words, they are in a hurry.

Savage was the first to get anxious.

Aren't you Ho Tuo able to dribble the ball?

I just dragged it down.

As soon as I came to my side, I made all kinds of small movements.

Savage is like a little.

Slap He Tuo's ass from time to time.

Push his knees.

There are some hidden little actions that the referee will not even blow the penalty.

Because this is the Premier League, physical confrontation is encouraged.

He Tuo naturally won't get used to him.

Who hasn't had an eye in the heart?

In the 41st minute of the game, Makelele dribbled the ball in the midfield.

Frank Lampard runs down the left to draw in defence.

He Tuo immediately came to the right side to answer, and after winning the ball, he turned to face Savic.

Savage began to reach out again.

took the lead in resisting He Tuo's body and hindered his smooth breakthrough.

He Tuo turned sideways and pretended to walk to the right.

After seducing Savic to the right, he got stuck in his ankle and then changed to the left again.

Savage knew he couldn't prevent it, and he wanted to make it bad.

He reached out and wanted to secretly press He Tuo's shoulder.

As a result, He Tuo waited for a long time.

He directly sank his shoulders.

It seems to be inadvertent, but in fact it has been premeditated for a long time.

He subtly placed his little face in front of Savic's palm.

Then he covered his face and fell to the ground in pain.

"Referee!"

"He stuck me in the eye!"

"He's in my eye!"