The severe pain made Levi's mind go into a daze, and he almost began to hate his face.

When it comes to Li Wei's appearance, although it can't be said to be handsome, he can still be described as full in the sky, round in the earth, and with good facial features, but his face is a little too big...<

/p>

Mud, if you had a snake face, maybe you could escape!

Hiss! It hurts so much!

Levi covered his face and fell to the ground, nosebleeds already flowing out from between his fingers.

At this moment, a long, melodious whistle sounded in his ears.

Hmm?

Scored...a goal?

Who entered??

Levi separated his hands with some confusion, only to see the ball lying quietly in the goal. In front of him, there was no one else but Rooney.

I...I entered?

This...is this the advantage of having a big face?

But why did I score my first goal with my face! I really want to do it all over again!

Levi doesn't know how to complain anymore, this is so fucking bad!

However, his nightmare was not over yet. A dark man suddenly appeared in front of him, it was Carlton Cole! Then Ward, Raheem...

Before Levi's sight was completely blocked, he even saw Carson's figure!

Can you please stop playing Stack of Arhats every time you score a goal?

And Carson, you goalkeeper, don’t join in the fun!

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Rooney stood there blankly. As proud as he was, he had to admit that this time, he lost completely.

He was a little confused. He became famous with one goal and ended the Gunners' undefeated streak. He represented the national team at the age of 17. The gap between past glory and current reality gave this young man who had just recovered from a long-term injury a trace of self-doubt.

Can a newbie defeat me?

Seeing his opponent's crazy celebration, Rooney walked off the field a little lonely, not even bothering to high-five his teammates who came off the bench.

On the Everton coaching bench, the middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap obviously noticed Rooney's abnormality. He walked up and patted the opponent on the shoulder:

"Wayne, don't worry, your injury is not fully healed yet."

But Rooney didn't react at all. At this time, after all, he was not the King of Old Trafford who had been tempered into steel after many years of hardships. He could not face failure calmly. It was obviously difficult for the other party to find reasons to comfort him.

Accept.

"Wayne, your stage is in the Premier League and the Champions League, not here." Seeing his proud disciple still looking lost, the middle-aged man grabbed Rooney and put his hands on his shoulders, "A lion must

It will not give up its pursuit just because of a fall."

"Prove yourself in a real game. If you still feel unwilling, vent your anger on the next Premier League opponent."

His words seemed to give Rooney a shot in the arm. Rooney raised his head and stared stubbornly at Levi, who was still celebrating on the court:

Next time, I will beat you with my own hands...if you can come to the Premier League...

At this time, Rooney would not have imagined that he had waited so many years for the next match he was looking forward to, and that he and Levi were no longer in the current team.

This is something I won’t mention.

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Andy and Frazier on the sidelines were both laughed out loud by Levi's goal. Both of them are considered senior fans, but this is the first time they have seen this way of scoring.

"I didn't expect that Li has some comedy talent, ha!" Andy said while holding his stomach.

"I really don't know whether I should say he is lucky or bad luck?" Frazier responded with a smile.

And they are the epitome of all the spectators in the stands. Although not many people watch the youth team's game, there are still dozens of people present.

At this time, the crowd was already bursting into laughter.

Even David, who has always been serious about his words, and Eddie, who has a bad temper, couldn't help laughing.

This goal seemed to have wiped out the tense atmosphere on the court, the ecstasy of Leeds' victory, and the frustration of Everton's victory.

All that is left is laughter and laughter.

And the initiator of all this, our classmate Li Wei, has just crawled out from under a pile of fleshy arhats, with a bruised nose and swollen face and bleeding, which is really a bit miserable.

As a result, the man who had just scored the winning goal was taken off the field by the team doctor to treat his wound.

The Everton players on the field were no longer interested in fighting. Although there were still two minutes of injury time and although they were only one goal behind, the inexplicable goal really made them lose their spirits.

This guy can score goals and kick ass?

Seeing that both sides of the game seemed to have no desire for anything, the referee was very wise and blew the whistle to end the game before the end of two minutes of stoppage time.

4 to 3!

Relying on Levi's last-minute kill, Leeds United won a thrilling victory.

However, our killer hero Levi ended his debut in a daze before he could deal with the nosebleed and return to battle.

Probably, this is the black humor unique to fate.

However, the moment the referee blew the whistle, a voice he had been waiting for for a long time sounded in Levi's ears:

"Congratulations to the host, for playing in the Youth League for the first time and getting the chance to do a system mission!"
Chapter completed!