Because Jorginho has already left.

The team's second penalty taker was none other than German Timo Werner.

While the opposing player was still surrounding the referee to negotiate with him.

Werner, holding the ball, walked back to Ngoro's side.

"Captain, today is Qin Xi's birthday, can I give him the opportunity to

take the penalty?" Before Ngolo could speak, Qin Xi on the side walked over.

"Thank you, Timo, but I think it's better for you to do this penalty.

Qin Xi didn't want to accept this kind intention.

The team is currently tied and this penalty is crucial.

Moreover, Timo Werner has a chance to compete for the Premier League Golden Boot.

"Since Qin Xi has said so, you better take the lead in punishment yourself. Ngoro laughed and pushed Timo Werner towards the penalty spot.

.......

Tuchel's assistant on the sidelines looked at the manager in bewilderment.

"Timo

, this kid, wants to give up free throws to the club's birthday." Tuchel squinted and said to the assistant.

.......

The referee's whistle sounds.

Werner exhaled deeply.

If the penalty is scored, they will have a chance to complete an eight-game winning streak in the league.

The German ran and quickly shot the ball towards the goal.

The Brentford goalkeeper, however, was a divine helper and saved the ball hard.

The players on the sidelines rushed over to celebrate with Raya.

Not to be outdone, the fans erupted into a huge roar.

Werner's legs seemed to be poured with asphalt.

He couldn't believe that he had wasted the perfect opportunity.

But the referee on the side blew the whistle again.

He signaled that since goalkeeper Raya did not have his feet close to the goal line before making a save, the save was invalid and a penalty was required.

What kind of game is this? It's like a drama with the team.

Little Bee fans covered their heads, unable to believe it all.

"You collect the money, stinky referee!" shouted the fans.

Ngoro seemed calm, and after confirming that the referee's decision was correct, he walked up to Timo Werner.

Muttered a few words to him.

I saw the German nodded and walked back holding the ball.

"West, it's better for you to punish, so that the opposing team's door will lose its psychological advantage. Ngoro took the ball and handed it to Qin Xi.

"Yes, West, or you come! "Werner was very direct, much like him.

Qin Xi held the ball and looked at the sidelines.

Tuchel also gave a thumbs up.

Not far away, Chelsea fans came from afar.

Shouting Qin Xi's name together, it seems that everyone hopes that today's birthday star can take this penalty.

"Okay, leave it to me!" Qin Xi took the ball categorically and walked towards the penalty spot.

He had to thank the rules.

Heavy penalties can change players.

Thanks also to Raya who stands in front of him.

The tall Spanish goalkeeper is very careful about the rules this time.

With his right foot next to the goal line, he looked at the Hua Guo midfielder in front of him.

The whistle sounded again.

Qin Xi actually didn't help to run.

He gets up fast and confident.

Raya froze in place, motionless.

The ball has rolled into the net.

The angle is not tricky.

As long as he moves slightly to the left, he can hold the ball.

But he did not move as if he had been struck by an evil.

The ball went in.

Chelsea lead by one goal.

Accompanied by cheers from the fans and the dugout.

Qin Xi ran excitedly to the stands near the Chelsea fan dugout.

He took off his shirt.

A white T-shirt stained with sweat leaked out inside.

The T-shirt actually has [Queen of Hearts Q] drawn on a deck of playing cards.

The broadcast camera focused on him, and the fans on the sidelines also took out their mobile phones and quickly took pictures of this memorable moment.

Unexpectedly, this was not enough.

Qin Xi actually faced the camera and compared his hands to the shape of a heart.

To the screams of fans and teammates.

The referee walked slowly towards him.

Smile and pull out a yellow card.

Then he took out a red card from his trouser pocket.

Two yellows turned one red, and Qin Xi was sent off for undressing to celebrate.

Ngoro actively walked up to the referee and appealed for his Chinese partner.

He was not naked after all, and he was still wearing a T-shirt.

"It's no way kid, you have to know, if he just picks up the uniform, I can show mercy, but he takes off the shirt, and the broadcast camera and the media can see it.

When he came out, Qin Xi smiled.

He accepts the decision of the referee.

At the moment of the goal, he only remembered his pre-match plan.

I didn't remember that I had received a yellow card.

"Stinky boy, if the team doesn't hold out until half-time, I'll let you go to the reserve.

Tuchel walked to Qin Xi on the sidelines, covered his mouth and whispered in his ear.

"Trust me, boss, these little bees, even if there are two more people, will not shake the goal guarded by Mendy. Qin Xi said and quietly sneaked back to the dressing room.

He didn't dare to witness his teammates being repeatedly attacked by bees that beat one more person at the scene.

As long as you are in the dressing room, you can't hear the screams of the fans.

So, the score shouldn't change, right?

The fourth official on the sidelines also immediately raised his stoppage card.

7 minutes.

Quite reasonable.

Qin Xi was also lucky.

He pricked up his ears, but he didn't hear anything special in the venue.

It wasn't until about ten minutes later that Tuchel's assistant coach walked in.

"Let's go, smelly boy, come out and thank you!" Qin

Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

The team has won 8 consecutive games and continues to lead the standings!

Qin Xi just walked out of the player tunnel.

He was attacked by Gallagher behind him.

A huge cake covered his head.

"Happy birthday, my brother!" the Englishman threw away and ran.

Qin Xi wiped his eyes with his hand.

The top is covered with cream.

I don't care about the origin of this cake.

He put his finger in his mouth.

Sweet.

"This kid, when did you prepare the cake, this is away, the staff will not spare Chelsea Club. "

......

Inside the VIP box at the Geffen Park stadium.

Brentford's boss Benham greeted him with a hug from the side.

"Congratulations, Boss Qi, I hope you can ride the dust.

"Thank you, Mr. Benham. I'm glad you invited me to watch this amazing game.

Qi Xin replied so officially.

My heart is still intoxicated with the "emotional catharsis" of the club number 13 just now.

Fans don't understand what he means

, but they already see it all.

......

"Miss Linda, can I call Qin Xi back now?"

in the Stamford Bridge office.

Zou Zheng, who watched the live broadcast of the game, asked the blonde woman on the side.

Won't you see you tomorrow?"

after Zou Zheng already knew that the owner of Chelsea FC was Qi Xin.

Linda was not polite to this Chinese man who came from afar.

Tough guy.

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