Football: The strongest post-zero generation

The on-site director gave Li Qing a close-up shot of his face. Fans sitting in front of the TV could see Li Qing's confident smile through the live TV broadcast, which even gave people a bad feeling.

Of course, this feeling is unique to girls. Except for boys with unique hobbies, most boys will not have that unnecessary feeling.

He Wei, the commentator of China Channel 5, held his breath and looked at Li Qing in the broadcast. He shouted with excitement: "I think the fans in front of the TV are looking forward to Li Qing's direct free kick opportunity just like me." One ball, right?”

"Beep~"

At this moment, the referee Anthony Taylor suddenly blew his whistle, and the fanatical atmosphere at Stamford Bridge was reduced to a minimum at this moment. The home fans were afraid of Li Qing's direct free kick, while the away fans were full of expectations.

Liverpool head coach Klopp and Chelsea head coach Maurizio Sarri were concentrating and holding their breath, even slowing down their breathing, for fear that breathing too hard would lead to consequences they did not want to see.

Li Qing, who was standing behind the right side of the football, started to run. The distance of 28 meters was not far or close. His approach was a four-step progression. The distance spanned by the last step was close to one meter. His supporting right foot was on the right side of the football. About thirty centimeters from the side, the left foot is raised naturally and touches the ball in a sharp manner, so that the football draws a rainbow-like inner instep arc in mid-air.

The football shot up from the ground and flew quickly towards Jorginho's head in the middle of the wall. Jorginho tried his best not to hit the football. His heart suddenly thumped, and he faintly realized something.

Hazard, who was standing at the front of his own penalty area waiting for a counterattack opportunity, witnessed the football draw a wonderful arc in mid-air and fly to the upper right corner of the goal.

Goalkeeper Kepa obviously realized that Li Qing likes to use his outstanding footwork to kick direct free kicks from the near corner. Li Qing's two previous direct free kicks were all from the near corner, so Kepa's position is relatively central. Move slightly closer to the near corner, thus exposing the far space.

Azar's pupils shrank suddenly, realizing something.

Under normal circumstances, the goalkeeper will position himself near the corner to guard the far corner. He did not expect that Kepa would be positioned close to the corner and guard the far corner. In other words... he was out of position!

"damn it!"

Kepa was also cursing secretly in his heart, but he was scolding Li Qing for being too insidious. He kicked the near corner when he put it in, but now he kicked the far corner when he put it in the far corner.

Although Kepa was not as unresponsive as the first two goals he conceded, his rich game experience made him realize that this goal... was difficult to handle!

Looking at the menacing football, Kepa subconsciously stepped back, noticed the falling trend of the football, kicked off his right foot hard, and his whole body rose into the air, pushing his waist and abdomen upward, causing his raised right hand to move upward again. Two centimeters.

"damn it!"

The upward momentum of his body came to an abrupt end, and his right hand, which was stretched to the extreme, did not touch the falling football. Kepa's eyes were full of despair, and he couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart.

The football with the obvious inner instep arc fell slowly, and it flew quickly about five centimeters away from Kepa's outstretched right fingertips, and hit the ten-cent corner between the inner edge of the right post of the goal and the crossbar, 'Whoosh' With a loud sound, it hit the snow-white ball net.

"aoaooaoaooaoaooooo——"

The Stamford Bridge stadium was quiet for half a second, and then erupted into a tsunami-like roar that swept the entire stadium.

"The ball is in! The ball is in! Free kick hat trick!"

"Oh-My-God! Incredible record! First direct free kick hat-trick in the Premier League!"

"The third free-kick hat-trick player in the five major European leagues! The youngest free-kick hat-trick player in world football!"

"Wonderful free kick! Who would have thought before the game that Liverpool would use Lee's hat-trick to directly expand the score with a free kick? It's simply an incredible performance!"

…

The commentator in the on-site commentary box gave all the praises he could give to Li Qing.

Liverpool head coach Klopp, who was standing in the visiting team's coaching area, had a look of disbelief on his face. His red Liverpool hat had fallen to nowhere, and he was pulling his hair with both hands. He looked intoxicated, but his heart was full of excitement and blood boiling.

Chelsea head coach Maurizio Sarri also felt very incredible, but his mood was completely opposite. The team went from leading to falling behind, and then falling behind by two goals. Such a huge psychological gap is difficult to calm down, and it is even hard to believe.

The tactics formulated before the game were indeed flawless, so that Li Qing didn't have many chances to get the ball, and the number of shots was even less. But just like that, Li Qing also used three direct free kicks to complete a hat trick and had to let it go. People are amazed at his super scoring ability.

Li Qing, who scored the goal, was not as calm as he had been in the past two goals. After scoring a hat-trick from a direct free kick, he opened his arms and ran all the way to the Liverpool Expedition Stand. He excitedly took off his red shirt, crumpled it into a ball, and fought hard. Throw it at the Liverpool fans who are reaching out for their jerseys.

A sweet-looking blonde girl grabbed the jersey that was still stained with Li Qing's sweat. She took a sip of it excitedly, kissed it a few times, and burst into imaginative cheers.

But at this time, Liverpool fans are very excited, dancing and having no intention of paying attention to anything other than football.

"aoaoaooaoaooaooaooooo——"

A huge roar like a tsunami echoed throughout the Stamford Bridge stadium.

He Wei, the commentator of China Channel 5, was unabated and eloquent: "What an incredible performance! The first hat-trick player in the Premier League and the youngest free-kick hat-trick player in world football. I believe that in the next hundred years, No one will break the record set by Li Qing.”

"It's less than ten minutes into the second half, and there's still plenty of time. I'm wondering...will Li Qing become the only player in world football to score four free kicks?"

Guest commentator Zhang Lu thought boldly.

"This possibility really may come true! Li Qing is so good at free kicks now!"

He Wei changed the topic and shouted: "There is still enough time for the competition. The Chinese youngster Li Qing can definitely try this new record, an unprecedented miracle!"

Li Qing, who took off his clothes to celebrate, received a yellow card, but he didn't care...

Chelsea players Qingdu had a depressed look on their faces. Two free kicks were acceptable. Mihajnović had the impression that he had a hat trick.

Hey~

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The Chelsea fans in the audience felt very uncomfortable watching the Liverpool players celebrating wildly. They couldn't cheer for Li Qing anymore, so they could only bear the suffering silently.

The best result for them is that Li Qing scores a goal and the team they support wins. As a result... Li Qing scores a goal but the team falls behind. Such a result... is obviously unacceptable.

Li Qing, who returned to the visiting team's coaching bench, asked the coach for a spare jersey. Coach Klopp hugged Li Qing fiercely and vented the ecstasy brought about by the lead.

Immediately, he said with a half-smile, "Li, do you have the confidence to achieve a miracle?"

"What miracle?"

Li Qing asked curiously.

"Four free kicks."

"Oh?" Li Qing was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes sparkled with dazzling light: "Is there such a record? I won't talk anymore, I'm going to do it!"