The subsequent shaking ripples, and even... the swaying of the grass in front of the door after it was run over.

 But this feeling only lasted for a moment, and it returned to normal in an instant.

  She saw the football crossing the white line and hitting the white net.

 “Hu Lai!! Good goal!! Scored twice!!!”

"Yeah!!!" Xie Lan completely forgot that her mother was still sleeping in the back room. It was almost one o'clock in the morning. She screamed in despair, and ejected from the sofa, jumping up and waving her arms.

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"HUUUUUUUUUUUUU!! What a beautiful goal! Non-stop volley! He played so skillfully! This is his second Premier League game, and he scored two goals! Magic! So amazing!

Efficient! So efficient!”

Cox held his head in his hands in the back studio, staring at the TV screen with wide eyes and incredulous eyes.

“I have seen many new players in their first few games after joining the team. Some talents can show their talent in the first touch of the ball after they come on the field, making everyone feel that the club’s money is not in vain...

...But to be honest, I rarely see newcomers like Hu...I know he is a very efficient shooter in China, but I think there must be many people, including me, who think that there is still a big difference between the Chinese League and our Premier League.

The difference is that just because he can score so many goals in the Chinese League does not mean that he can do it in the Premier League... Then this young man gave us a slap in the face! He came on as a substitute in two games and scored three goals...

…OMG!"

 Cox was speechless in the end and could only exclaim.

　David Miller, sitting on the sofa, stared blankly at the screen, silent.

 His eldest son, wife and daughter all have similar expressions to him.

 Only his youngest son Matthew Miller cheered in front of the TV: "I said he was different! I said it!"

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 At the game scene, in front of the visiting team’s coaching bench, Leeds City head coach Tony Clark turned to Randall and said: “Damn it! If I had known I should have told him to score ten goals before inviting him to dinner!”

 He was cursing, but his face was filled with joy.

 Sam Randill did not answer him because he was too frightened to speak.

On the court, Hu Lai, who was knocked to the ground by William Barton, stood up and first confirmed whether the football had really entered the goal. Then he spread his hands to Barton and raised his arms beside him to show that he had no extra hands.

Patton looked like he was surrendering...

After spreading his hands, Hu Lai turned around and ran towards the corner flag area.
Chapter completed!