Chapter 286: This guy’s acting skills are so good!

"It's the 20th minute of the second half. Neither side was able to break the deadlock and score a goal. But until now, Barcelona has kept the pace of the game in their own hands..."

Hancock, a live commentator at Florence TV station who had been waiting for Florence fans in front of the TV, said this, and his voice suddenly increased.

"But our Lu performed very well. He has continuously resolved Barcelona's seven shots. He is the best. I bet with the commentator seat in front of me that they can't break through the goal guarded by Lu..."

His commentary boosted the spirit of fans far away in Fiorentina. As he believed, Fiorentina fans also did not think that if they controlled the rhythm of the game, Barcelona would be able to score.

In the Purple Lily Nightclub, which is regarded as a fixed gathering place by Lu Hao and others, nearly 300 Fiorentine fans are gathering in front of the large-screen LCD TV hanging on the surrounding walls. Accompanied by Hancock's high-pitched commentary, they held up their wine glasses in their hands and cheered.

"No one can defeat our Lu. He is the best"

"Cheers to our land"

“…”

When many Fiorentine fans were excited, Mondonico was also very satisfied with the performance of the players on the field. He underestimated Barcelona's midfield control from the beginning, and he had already made the worst plan for the defeat.

However, things did not develop exactly as he expected. Although the rhythm of the game was almost completely controlled by Barcelona, ​​Lu Hao's outstanding performance gradually made him think that this game was at least a draw.

"Ha, I thought my mistake would lead to the team's defeat. I really didn't expect Lu to completely block their shot. Since that's the case, it's better to take a risk at the last moment. Maybe..."

After more than 20 minutes of observation in the second half, Mondonico confirmed that Lu Hao's condition was not affected by the continuous matches at all and was still so stable. So he began to think about how to win the game while saving the draw.

Although Mondonico was very happy, as the creator of the current situation, Lu Hao felt more and more difficult. This was not because he was affected by continuous games, but because Uyfalusi and others were affected by continuous games.

Just ten minutes after the second half, Zierlini was replaced first. Now more than ten minutes have passed, Denelli and Maggio are gradually getting tired. Even Maresca and others in the midfield and frontcourt are also exhausted because of Barcelona's smooth transmission. Their movements are more than 10% slower than in the first half.

The consequences of this are undoubtedly fatal to Fiorentina. Barcelona seized this opportunity and controlled the rhythm of the game more easily. At the same time, they also launched several extremely threatening attacks.

Fortunately, Lu Hao predicted the trajectory of these shots and saved the ball successfully without any danger. However, this also greatly consumed Lu Hao's physical strength. Although it was not an impact, it also made Lu Hao feel particularly uncomfortable.

"This time is not good. So many people are tired, and there are only two places left for substitution. If this continues, it may not be that easy to hold on to the last twenty minutes. Damn, they are not that powerful, right?"

Lu Hao was anxious when he saw his teammates panting. But he couldn't think of any good way to solve this seemingly unsolvable problem. After all, his teammates are not short of guidance now, and only physical strength is lacking.

In a big hurry, Lu Hao was slightly lost. At this time, Barcelona, ​​under Ronaldinho's organization, had already attacked ten meters in front of the penalty area. At this moment, Goethe's voice suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Lu, now you don't have to think about anything else. Saving all the opponent's shots is the most important thing you should consider."

Goethe's voice woke Lu Hao up like spring thunder. As soon as Lu Hao reacted, he found that his opponent was already at the forefront of the penalty area and could shoot at any time.

"I'm good, it's okay, it's okay."

When Lu Hao thought of being scored by his opponent in a short moment because he was lost, he couldn't help but think of luck in his heart. Then, he quickly calmed down his mind and focused all his energy on the game to guard against Barcelona's shot.

Just then, Goethe's voice appeared again.

"Lu, your position is three centimeters away from the left."

Goethe's serious tone made Lu Hao uncontrollably move three centimeters according to the reminder. As soon as he stopped, he asked Goethe how he knew that what he did was different from what he did in the task. Ronaldinho made another long shot from the outside of the penalty area.

Seeing this, Lu Hao had to quickly move towards the ball two steps, and then rush towards the ball. When his big hand was blocking the ball, he suddenly thought of something.

After removing the force of the ball, he quickly reacted and pressed the ball that fell right next to his hand firmly in his arms. Then, he didn't bother to stand up and couldn't wait to make a request to Goethe.

"Goethe, can you remind me in the rest of the game as you did just now?"

"sure."

Goethe happily agreed to Lu Hao's request. But after agreeing, he once again seriously reminded Lu Hao who was happy.

"But you have to understand. You can't rely too much on this method. If you rely too much on my guidance in the game, it will not do you a little bit of good. You have to learn something from my guidance."

"Well, I know. I will keep your words in my heart without missing a word."

Lu Hao grinned. Goethe readily agreed to his request, and the remaining games were fine. As for future games, if there is no need, he can only perform by himself.

At this time, Lu Hao had completely forgotten that the energy needed to consume when talking to Goethe was being played. In other words, he was no longer considering the energy he consumed when talking to Goethe. With Goethe's guidance, he could not think of how he could have scored by Barcelona.

"There are still the last twenty minutes left to hold on, they can't score a goal."

With Goethe's guarantee, Lu Hao's confidence increased. While driving the ball to the front court with his big foot, he shouted loudly at his teammates in front.

Lu Hao's full of energy roar boosted the exhausted Maresca and others' energy. Another force surged from his body, which seemed to have been exhausted, and continued to block Barcelona's attack.

Lu is a monster, I can't lose to him

Supported by such belief, Maresca and others' actions returned to the situation at the beginning of the second half.

Two minutes later, Jorgensen made a fierce and accurate slip and shoveled the ball at Iniesta's feet who was about to pass the ball out of the sideline.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Iniesta, who was successfully snatched by Jorgensen, suddenly screamed, covered his calves with a very painful expression, and rolled forward on the turf with a roll. It seemed that the sliding shovel of Jorgensen had already cut off his calves fiercely.

Beep

When the referee saw this scene, he immediately ran to the scene and blew the whistle in his hand and stopped the game.

What's going on?

The fans of the court looked at the players on both sides who were gathering on the field in surprise, and couldn't help but have the same question arose in their hearts. Just a moment later, more than 90,000 Barcelona fans stood up from their seats angrily. A huge boo was followed by a burst of huge booing.

"Is it really our players who fouled?"

More than 4,000 Fiorentine fans looked at the stadium in surprise. They were not sure whether Jorgensen really made a foul. However, from what they saw, Jorgensen's tackle was fierce and there was indeed a foul. For a time, most Fiorentine fans already thought that Jorgensen was indeed a foul.

At this time, the referee who arrived at the scene was surrounded by several Barcelona players including Ronaldinho. Ronaldinho pointed at Iniesta, who was still covering his calf on the ground and was in pain, and shouted at the referee.

"Look at my teammate, he was violated. It was a serious foul."

Several other Barcelona players also protested to the referee that Jorgensen's foul was a malicious foul, and he should have shown a red card.

"I didn't touch him. What I shoveled was the ball, not his calf. I was innocent."

When Jorgensen heard these Barcelona players protesting against the referee for their malicious foul, he couldn't help but yelled at Ronaldinho and others in anger.

However, his explanation was not recognized by the referee. The referee separated the Barcelona players and took out a red card without saying a word, showing it to Jorgensen, who looked innocent.

“shit”

When Jorgensen saw the referee showing him a red card, he knew that it had become a fact that he was sent off. He couldn't help but curse in anger, then turned around and walked towards the player's passage.

Then, the stretcher was carried over by the staff. Iniesta got on the stretcher with the help of his teammates and staff. However, the painful expression on his face seemed to show that his calf bone was broken and he needed to be sent to the hospital for examination.

When Iniesta was carried to the sidelines for treatment, Lu Hao, who was standing in front of the goal, looked over there, asked Goethe in his heart in surprise.

"Hey, this situation has not happened in the mission? Goethe, what's going on? Didn't those tasks before be almost exactly the same as those in real life?"

"Dear Lu, I can only simulate the player information in the database. The situation caused by emotions... Sorry, I haven't enabled this function yet."

Goethe's helpless voice stunned Lu Hao.

"Scenes caused by emotions? What does it mean?"

"Uh...you have to understand that sometimes a player will make a wrong choice for victory. Your teammate didn't foul just now. He tackled the ball, not the player's calf. So..."

Goethe's voice was even more helpless. It made him feel very sorry for an excellent player to make such a wrong choice for the team's victory.

However, Lu Hao did not have the awareness of Goethe. When he heard that Jogensen was wronged, he immediately spat on the ground in anger.

"Damn, this guy's acting is so good."...
Chapter completed!