At the Old Trafford Stadium, the manic shouts of a few Liverpool fans completely overwhelmed the majority of Manchester United fans who were silent. The security guards tried their best to stop the Liverpool fans who tried to rush down the stands...
On the Internet and in front of the TV, Liverpool fans started shouting, and in the bar, countless people dropped beer glasses.
"Fuck, is Li okay?"
"Keane, son of a bitch!"
"This looks serious, but don't let anything happen!"
"Keane is too substandard. This is a standard red card action!"
"Lee looked so pained, oh my God!"
In China, the fans stared blankly at the TV screen, turning a deaf ear to the anxious words of the commentators!
It wasn't until he saw the team doctor taking out the shin guard from Li Tiancheng's socks - it was broken in two, and then helping Li Tiancheng to stand up and walk a few steps. It seemed that nothing was wrong. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and had time to talk about it.
As Keane cursed, Manchester United fans were no exception!
Is it easy for China to finally produce such a treasure? How dare you deliberately want to destroy him? What hatred is there?
After Mark Worrall carefully inspected Li Tiancheng's injury, he relaxed. Although it was bruised and bruised, it was just a hard injury, and the tibia and fibula were all fine.
It costs nothing to spray the painkiller spray on it. It’s okay, it’s okay. If two of our own players are lifted off in a game, then the world will be so miserable!
With the help of Garcia, he helped Li Tiancheng up: "Try taking two steps, Li, come on, take two steps."
Li Tiancheng moved his steps. After the severe pain passed, he felt much better now!
"Are you okay, Li?" Garcia was very nervous. After Li Tiancheng came on the field, he had room to move. He must not let anything happen!
"It's okay!" Li Tiancheng gritted his teeth and stomped his foot lightly. Although it still hurt a little, it was really okay. It was great, but...
Looking at the commotion of the crowd, he reached out and took the two shin guards from Mark. Hey, Keane?
I turned around and walked off the field. My shin guard was broken and I had to go down and replace it.
As I walked, I lowered my head and looked at the two shin guards. Fortunately, I would be too upset if the avatars were broken.
Yes, Li Tiancheng's shin guards are printed with patterns: one is a family portrait, and the other is a teacher's head. This time it is the teacher's head that is broken!
"call……"
Liu Jianhong let out a long breath, and the atmosphere in the studio became relaxed.
"Oh! Li Tiancheng walked off the field under the escort of the team doctor. It doesn't look like he was seriously injured!"
"Well, we Chinese fans can rest easy. We were so scared just now that our shin guards were kicked off. It was really dangerous!"
"Hey, the director gave Tiancheng a close-up, what's his expression? Oh~ look at my shin guards again, this is~~~"
"Hahaha~"
"Ha ha……"
Everyone tacitly understood and laughed. Since Li Tiancheng was fine, we had to see how the referee dealt with the perpetrator.
"The referee Bol separated the crowd of conflict and gave Carragher a yellow card. There is no problem. He gave the perpetrator Keane a... yellow card? Huh? Is this kind of action just a yellow card?"
"The Liverpool players were very dissatisfied. Carragher stopped his teammates and approached the referee Bol, who was the captain on the field."
"Benitez applauded vigorously from the sidelines. Well, Bol knew exactly what was going on at the moment and quickly rushed to the sidelines and gave Benitez a yellow card."
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Unsurprisingly, Chinese fans were outraged, and the Internet was in chaos.
"Fuck, the idiot Keane only got a yellow card. Manchester United must have been taken care of too much!"
"Cancel it. I thought Keen was a man, but it turned out he was just a violent maniac!"
"Fortunately it's okay, I was scared to death..."
"Have you seen the young master in shin guards?"
"I saw it. Grandpa Teacher, please bless me!"
"Haha, I feel relieved now. It is said that FIFA has introduced new regulations. If you have played less than three times in the original country's A-level competition, you can change your nationality. The better Mr. Cheng performs, the more European countries will be interested in naturalizing him.
, now I can rest assured, Young Master Cheng is patriotic after all!"
"This has nothing to do with whether you are patriotic or not. I support Gong Zicheng to join Spain. Germany is also fine! The career of a football player is so short. With the Pig Association like this, there is no hope for Chinese football. It is better to join a powerful country and compete for the World Cup!"
"
"I support you upstairs. The World Cup is the highest honor in football. If you mess around with the national football team, a true genius like you is really in vain!"
"Fart! There's no point in throwing your own gems away!"
"..."
"Stop arguing, Young Master Cheng is about to come on stage."
After changing the shin guards, Li Tiancheng stood on the sidelines, watching the referee work hard to end the chaos, and then watching the referee himself starring in a farce. He wanted to laugh a little - but he couldn't laugh out loud. He got a yellow card for no reason.
It's just not worth it.
But I really want to laugh!
Unlike his teammates who were full of anger, Li Tiancheng was very satisfied that Keane was still on the court.
Li Tiancheng was very sure that Keane's kick was just to destroy him, but even if he was punished, it was not just a red card. What kind of punishment was this?
The situation couldn't be better now!
It's better to settle the grudge with one's own hands.
After receiving the referee's signal, Li Tiancheng stepped onto the court - Let's do it again!
Seeing Li Tiancheng truly reappear on the court, many people really felt relieved.
"so close!"
Xu Jingfang patted her chest and sat back on the sofa: "What does this bullshit Keane do? Why didn't he get a red card? The commentators said this was a red card action!"
"Captain of Manchester United, maybe the home field factor is at play!" Li Yuanchao's face was solemn.
"It's all your fault," Xu Jingfang gave him a roll of her eyes: "I just said don't let him play football! Although we make a lot of money, our family is not short of food and drink, so let our son take such a risk...
…”
Li Yuanchao turned a deaf ear to his wife's nagging. After all, she was used to it. She just didn't want to see her child suffer. If the child couldn't be kicked anymore, she would be the first to get angry!
Just thinking about his son's face that remained calm and calm after he got up, Li Yuanchao sighed slightly: As he grows up, it's really a bit like the mountains are collapsing in front of his eyes and his expression has not changed. Maybe his father is right, he has been surrounded by a pack of wolves since he was a child...
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"Lee is on the field, the game starts again." Martin Taylor's voice returned to calmness. He has seen more winds and waves. Since the person is fine, it is a trivial matter. In fact, even if the person is fine, the matter may not be that big. Keane again
It’s not that I’ve never ruined people.
"Fortunately, the little prince is fine, otherwise Keane would have to pay the price!" Hughes was still angry.
Denis Law also disapproved of Keane's actions: "Ian really should control his temper. He wants to protect his team, but this approach is completely undesirable."
"There is a strong smell of gunpowder on the field now. The Liverpool players look full of anger and make great moves. Oh, Riise gave Ronaldinho a flying tackle. There was no foul and he scooped the ball cleanly!" Martin Taylor hopes everyone
Turn your attention back to the game itself.
"Reese's action seemed big, but he held his foot down. This is a normal action, and this is a normal person!" Hughes also took the opportunity to diss Keane.
Denis Law had no excuse and changed the subject: "The regular time of the game is now over. Due to the conflict between the two sides, the referee gave 7 minutes of injury time. The score is still 2:1 and Manchester United leads."