Giroud's scream distracted the Queen's Park goalkeeper.
When he reacted, the ball had already entered the net.
At this moment, Giroud didn't know that the ball had been scored.
The moment he was suffocated, he covered the bridge of his nose with his hands and fell to the ground.
Here, the players at Queen's Park are sighing for losing the ball again;
Arsenal over there had no intention of celebrating. Everyone gathered around to check Giroud's injury.
"Lei, your kick is too cruel! You are so close and you pass it with so much force. People who don't know would think you have a grudge against Giroud!"
"Of course I have a grudge against him. I've passed him a few passes but he still won't get in? And you think I'm happy to pass him on? Isn't it because he always hates me?"
Lei Yu looked dissatisfied.
This is a goal.
If he didn't score, he might have to pick the ball back up and kick Giroud in the face a few times.
"Girou, are you okay?"
"Girou, how are you?"
"Girou, are you bleeding?"
Faced with everyone's concern, Giroud, who was face down, covered his face and refused to say anything.
Until Ramsey rolled his eyes and shouted in his ear: "Giroud, you scored, Ray's assist!"
"What? Did I score?"
Upon hearing the goal, Giroud immediately raised his head.
Watching the opponent's goalkeeper pick up the ball from the net, he ignored Guohe's nosebleed and pointed at his face and said, "I really scored this goal?"
"Well, it was you who got in!"
"Hahaha, I scored a goal, I scored a goal! Ray, did you see it? I finally scored a goal!"
Jirou stood up and opened his arms and ran towards Lei Yu.
"Woooooo, Lei, thank you, thank you for your assist!"
"Go away, stay away from me, don't dirty my jersey!"
Facing the French man who rushed towards him, Lei Yu kicked him away!
Although Giroud scored the goal, the professor did not change his decision and immediately replaced him.
When he came off the field, this guy kept waving to the gun fans.
But in the eyes of gun fans, they want to eat this guy alive!
"md, stupid people are lucky enough to be stupid, how can they get in?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, does this mean killing one thousand enemies and damaging yourself eight hundred?"
"Does this guy only score goals with his face?"
After this battle, Giroud got another nickname - Face Ball Man!
After Giroud came off the field, the game continued.
But now Lei Yu discovered that this goal was not counted as his assist!
Huh? What the hell?
Didn't I pass the ball?
Taking advantage of the dead ball opportunity, Lei Yu asked the referee and it became clear that the referee team believed that based on the strength of his kick, it was clearly a deflected shot!
The result was unbiased, hitting Giroud's face and bouncing into the net.
So although this goal is scored by Giroud, it is not counted as Lei Yu's assist.
What the fuck???
Can you still play like this?
Is this going to kick your nn leg?
I want to appeal!!!
After working for a long time, I didn't even get any hair.
If Ramsey and others hadn't been pulling him aside, Lei Yu might have exploded right now.
Very meow!
Hacking me for assists, right?
Okay, then don’t blame me for not giving face!
The next second, the blackened Lei Yu once again transformed into a meat grinder, rushing into the opponent's penalty area and running rampant.
Ten minutes later, the score on the field had become 5-0!
Both goals were scored by Lei Yu.
Seeing that Lei Yu was about to perform a hat trick, the professor's substitution card was directed at Lei Yu again.
Looking at Wenger's dead eyes on the sidelines, Lei Yu couldn't help but feel angry.
Good guy!
I finally understood how Yue Fei felt back then.
Why is this old guy always holding me back?
"If you don't do it, I won't do it!" Lei Yu shouted loudly.
As a result, a strange scene unfolded at the Emirates Stadium.
Arteta and Ramsey held Lei Yu's shoulders on the left and right and took him to the sidelines.
Cazorla hurried onto the court without even clapping his hands.
Looking at Wenger's back unzipping on the sidelines, Lei Yu muttered in his heart: Humph, I will return to China to play football tomorrow! You old boy is so angry!
...
The score of 5-0 was maintained until the end. Arsenal once again won a big victory and took all three points.
Although Lei Yu scored two goals, he still looked unhappy.
With my performance today, I can definitely score more.
At least one more assist!
But even this assist was hacked by the Football Association.
At the post-match press conference, Lei Yu kept a dark face.
However, Lei Yu was not the focus of media attention in this game, but the Frenchman with a dented nose was!
This guy is really famous, including his face.
On the bus on the way back, Giroud looked in the mirror with a sad face.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Lei, with your footwork, did you shoot me in the face on purpose? Will my image rights be compromised because of this?"
"You should be content! You know?" Arteta consoled him from the side, "Ordinary people don't have the chance to be bored like you! Have you seen those crazy female gun fans in the stands? They want to take your place.
Use your own body to withstand this shot from Lei!"
"But you're not a model, so why do you want to lose face?"
“Isn’t it enough if I can score goals?”
His teammates encouraged him one by one.
It's not because they care about Giroud, but because they want to shut this guy up as soon as possible.
Because someone is already on the verge of breaking out.
"I would rather score a goal with my D than with my face..."
But Giroud was ungrateful and ignorant of current affairs. He still felt sorry for himself in the small mirror in his hand.
The next second, Lei Yu, who was sitting in the front, jumped up from his chair and quickly walked to the back row.
Seeing Lei Yu's murderous gaze, Arteta and Ramsey stopped saying anything and began to cross themselves.
"Oh, pity my peerless appearance..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Yu grabbed Giroud's neck with both hands and shook him back and forth.
"Gun your face, can you shut your mouth?"
"Why didn't you notice the transfer when he first arrived?"
"How come your mouth smells as bad as your feet???"
Seeing Giroud's eyes rolled up and foaming at the mouth, Ramsey and others on the side finally couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to pull Lei Yu down.
"Thunder can't be used, it can't be used!"
"If this continues, this guy will really be killed by you."
"Lei, it's not worth it, it's not worth it, calm down..."
Several people spent a lot of effort to remove Lei Yu's hand from Jilu's neck.
Looking at Jiroux's crotch that was swollen due to suffocation, Lei Yu directly raised his right foot.
"Shit, you just said you wanted to score a goal with D, right?"
On the bus, there was once again a wailing sound that all males understand.
Lei Yu decided that if this guy still dares to ask for cakes in the next game, he will focus on this place to get bored!