"Oh oh oh oh, the crazy little prince continues to attack..."
"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooal!!!!"
"I declare that from today onwards I am a fan of Lee!"
"Lee extended Liverpool's lead to five goals, and the score is now 1:6!"
"The genius, powerful, and crazy little prince started from the midfield, ran long distances, broke into the penalty area, and volleyed into the near corner to score!"
"If you change the jersey and say this is Henry, I'm afraid there will be no sense of disobedience. It is said that Benitez plans to train Cisse into the new Henry. I want to say why waste effort? The new Henry is already in the team.
What!?"
"Oh my God, he scored twice, and he had an offensive hat trick, and he scored all six goals. Little prince, God, what a little prince he is!"
"Liverpool has ended its celebration. Li Zai waved to the Liverpool fans on the stage. These Liverpool fans watching the game today are so happy..."
"SHIT! What's going on?!" Lineker jumped up and his words stopped abruptly.
After finishing the celebration, he ran back to his half of the court laughing and joking with his teammates. When he heard the fans in the stands singing "Song of the Little Prince", Li Tiancheng raised his hand in response.
The singing in the stands became more and more exciting. Li Tiancheng pursed his lips and smiled. Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly found a dark shadow in front of his eyes and subconsciously closed his eyes.
"Boom".
A burst of pain came, and Li Tiancheng subconsciously raised his hand to cover his forehead, and his palms immediately felt wet.
"How stupid to get hurt like this!"
Li Tiancheng thought to himself that the Millwall hooligans must have thrown debris, but he was actually hit.
"Nothing's wrong!"
Teammates gathered around and asked questions, and Li Tiancheng responded casually.
Covering his forehead and keeping one eye open, Li Tiancheng followed the hurried team doctor and left the field directly. This situation must be dealt with off the field.
A group of people gathered around.
"How's it going?" Benitez spoke first, with a rare tone of nervousness. He couldn't help but be nervous. This is Liverpool's most important treasure right now.
"The eyebrow bone is broken and must be sutured." Mark Worrall frowned, but he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his eye was not hurt!
"Then right away." Benitez was also a little relaxed.
"Okay, Li, wait a moment, the anesthetic will be gone in a while." Mark tried to comfort Li Tiancheng.
"What, wait!" Li Tiancheng quickly stopped him: "I don't need anesthesia, I still want to compete!"
"You're kidding, Lee, you have to take a rest." Benitez had no doubts.
"Give me another five minutes, just five minutes. I will never let them knock me off the field!" Li Tiancheng stared at Benitez without blinking.
Benitez looked at the child in front of him. His blood-stained face made the usually handsome little prince look a little more ferocious.
After pondering for a while, he finally nodded: "I won't do this again!"
Li Tiancheng grinned, touched the wound, and grinned again: "No need for anesthesia, let's get started!"
Mark Worrall went to look at Benitez, gritted his teeth and raised the alcohol bottle.
Feeling the alcohol washing away the wound, Li Tiancheng clenched his teeth and clenched his fists with veins exposed, but his face looked calm.
After a while, he felt the needle and thread passing through the flesh, and there was a "hissing" echo in his ears. Li Tiancheng finally couldn't hold it back, and the muscles on his face trembled. Millwall, we are not done with this!
"Starting from today, Lee has broken away from his rookie status and officially entered the ranks of first-class stars."
"Throwing aside his extraordinary record of two goals and three assists, just watch him accept stitches like no one else. This is a tough guy who truly fits the temperament of Liverpool. With this kind of ambition, I don't believe he will fall halfway. You must know that there are always cameras watching.
On the sidelines, he did not receive anesthesia!"
"Liverpool didn't make any substitutions. Does Lee still want to play? It's not necessary. What is Benitez thinking?" Lineker stopped looking at the court and focused on the sidelines.
After the stitching was completed, he put on a new jersey. After getting permission from the referee, Li Tiancheng stepped onto the court in one step.
The Neale Stadium, which had been slandering the whole game, gradually fell silent, and the hooligans as crazy as Millwall began to be dumbfounded and chilled in their hearts.
The fans of the visiting team rang in the stands, and the "Song of the Little Prince" resounded throughout the audience...
After high-fiving his teammates one by one, Li Tiancheng ran to his position with a bandage on his head.
Li Tiancheng had never felt so calm before, and his attention quickly focused on the game.
No time should be wasted at all. After he said it for five minutes, Benitez would never give him more than one second. Li Tiancheng had no doubt about this.
Li Tiancheng received the pass, turned around and directly hit the penalty area from the center. Millwall did not dare to neglect and swarmed forward, and they must not let him continue to break through.
Passing the ball through the gap in the crowd to the wing, Li Tiancheng squeezed through the gap and rushed into the penalty area.
Porter received the pass and before the opponent collided with him, he pushed the ball towards the front right baseline.
Josemi moved forward to receive the ball and dribbled the ball down the field.
Li Tiancheng rushed straight to the front point and found that the running route of Baros was somewhat overlapped. He immediately slowed down. He let his opponents who were quickly returning to defense speed up from behind and rushed to the rear point.
Muscat was attracted to the forward point by Baros. He turned his head to follow the trajectory of the football and looked at the backward point. Then he spotted Li Tiancheng gliding in the air!
He endured severe pain and completed the header. Regardless of the darkness in front of his eyes, Li Tiancheng tried his best to raise his head to see the goal.
The football lies quietly at the bottom of the net!
"Hahaha..." Li Tiancheng laughed and looked around, then gritted his teeth: "Luthers, are you happy? Come again!"
Several Millwall players around him couldn't help but take a step back.
The Neil Stadium was completely silent, and the normal insults completely disappeared after the noise. Millwall fans were all dumbfounded. It took them several minutes to react, and they continued to speak, but were completely suppressed by the "Song of the Little Prince" and could no longer be heard.
movement.
"God, these notorious guys from Millwall must be regretting it now. The little prince went absolutely crazy, with three goals and three assists!" Lineker chanted the praise, and he felt like he was in the climax.
"I don't think anyone has achieved this achievement. What an amazing little prince! The most important thing is his will. If he is insulted, he must win back; if he is injured, he must stab his opponent again!"
"The Neil Stadium started to quiet down, 1:7, a bloody massacre! It was completely dominated by the little prince, with three goals and three assists, and the other goal also came from his corner kick!"
"After this battle, I don't believe anyone would dare to provoke the little prince."
"The substitution card was raised on the sidelines. The Little Prince's performance is about to end. Millwall should thank God that Benitez finally let them go, hahaha..."
Li Tiancheng watched the Millwall players stand stunned on the spot, laughed loudly, high-fived his teammates one by one, and walked directly to the sidelines.
When he looked up, he saw a substitution sign raised on the sidelines, and he left the field with a smile on his face.
Just as he was about to return to the bench, he was grabbed by Mark Worrell. Li Tiancheng was very surprised: "What's wrong, Mark?"
"Nothing is wrong, Your Highness, it's just a cracked wound. This little thing is totally worth mentioning to you!" Mark Worrell was very angry.
Being reminded by this, Li Tiancheng felt unbearable pain and grinned for a moment...