"Zheng Zhi's assist was so freehand and full of creativity. It was exactly the way South Americans play. Only Luo Wu has such a tacit understanding with him."
"Luo Wu's shot also hit the goal 100%, completing his first hat trick in the national team."
"Five goals in two games, this goal rate is really terrifying."
"Alidaei's national team scoring record is not a problem. Cristiano is now catching up with Alidai. He is likely to break the national team's scoring record, but I believe that even if he breaks it, it will not last long, Luo Wu
Catching up at a rocket-like speed. I think after the Asian Cup next January, Luo Wu's national team goal record is likely to be close to 20."
"20 a year? Haha!"
"It can be confirmed that this will definitely not be Luo Wu's first hat trick in the national team."
"Maybe I am being conservative. It may not be just a hat trick. There is still a lot of time. We are looking forward to the next goal in the first half!"
Zhan Jun is full of expectations.
Luo Wu's name was shouted again in the stands.
"Luowu!"
"Luowu!"
"Luowu!"
In the past, Tianhe Stadium only belonged to Guangzhou Evergrande fans, but now it belongs to fans all over China, and they can witness the great Luo Wu completing the first hat trick of the national team here.
This time Luo Wu was not polite. He walked up to Sun Xingmin and suddenly asked him in English:
"The truth is always so cruel, isn't it?"
After saying these words, Luo Wu ran back to his own half, and his teammates ran up to celebrate with him.
"What did he say to that guy just now?" Zhao Xuri asked Zheng Zhi curiously.
Zheng Zhi immediately acted as a translator: "Luo Wu said, does it feel good to be slapped in the face by reality?"
After all, after living in Europe for several years, Zheng Zhi's English is actually quite good, and he can still understand the English spoken by Luo Wu.
"What a fool! This is so cruel, that grandson should be furious to death." After Zhao Xuri said this, he couldn't help but look at Son Heung-min.
At this time, Son Heung-min was indeed ashen, standing motionless like a statue.
"No, during the halftime break, I went to talk to Sun Yingquan and ask him how he felt, haha!"
"Luo Wu, please bring in a few more!"
"My treat tonight!"
When Zhao Xuri got excited, he thought of inviting everyone to have fun tonight.
"What does it have to do with you?" Feng Xiaoting cursed not far away, "You must keep an eye on Sun Xingmin! Don't let him come in all the time!"
"Oh! Got it!" Zhao Xuri stuck out his tongue and ran away in despair.
The two have been friends since childhood and have a close relationship. They were in Dalian together, in the national team together, and again in Evergrande. They have been together almost throughout their professional football careers. Except for the early days, one was in Guancheng and the other went to South Korea.
"Brother Zhi, have you noticed that this guy has changed?" Looking at Zhao Xuri's back, Feng Xiaoting started complaining to Zheng Zhi.
"Well, it's changed too much." Zheng Zhi nodded, and then said: "In the past, this guy didn't even talk about going out to drink, even ordinary fun, but now he actually takes the initiative to treat guests. After all, it's only been a few years.
Now, enjoy it!"
Zheng Zhi patted him on the shoulder, walked back to his seat, and looked at Luo Wu again.
He knew very well that their era had passed and everyone had come to the end of the era. The time now belonged to young people like Luo Wu.
Although there are many regrets, it’s okay to be able to catch the last bus!
Enjoy!
…
After hearing what Luo Wu said just now, Son Heung-min felt even more uncomfortable than before. He was humiliated in front of him, but he couldn't refute it, and he didn't dare to refute it.
The truth is indeed cruel.
His face was sore from being beaten.
But I really don’t dare to say that I can win!
Farke!
He could only curse in his heart.
"us,"
"We need to attack."
Standing near the center circle, his cold eyes swept over Huang Xican, Huang Yishu, and Li Qinglong.
"They can't stop our attack."
"We can only compete with them in scoring goals."
This is true.
Although only Son Heung-min said it.
"Um."
Everyone nodded almost in unison.
It can be said that the people of Bangzi Country are spineless and have been kneeling for a long time. But when it comes to football, they are indeed tough. At least at the Asian level, they have such confidence.
However, Son Heung-min did not notice that the guys in the midfield and backfield were also discussing goalkeeping. Zheng Yourong, Hwang In-beom, and Kim Moon-hwan's eyes were also full of coldness and evil, but their thoughts were different from Son Heung-min and the others...
Beep.
The Thai referee's whistle sounded off the court and the battle continued.
The South Korean team kicked off. Lee Ching-ryong, Hwang Yi-suke and Son Heung-min made consecutive triangle passes after the kick-off, and quickly advanced to the Chinese team's backcourt, trying to quickly tear apart the Chinese team's defense through continuous cooperation.
Of course, the Chinese team players are not wooden sticks. Although they failed to stop the ball with almost no pressure, their running ability was no worse than them. When Sun Xingmin pulled to the left to get the ball, he was met by Zhang Linpeng and Zhao Xuri at the same time.
Double team!
Zhang Linpeng's position is stuck, and Zhao Xuri is responsible for stealing the ball!
Success!
Zhao Xuri easily intercepted the ball and handed it to his big brother Zheng Zhi immediately.
Zheng Zhi happily gave it to Wu Xi, and Wu Xi gave it to Luo Wu!
Passing the ball is like flowing water.
Luo Wu directly stopped the ball more than two meters on the left side of the frontcourt. Huang Renfan, who followed him, was also very focused and pounced on it immediately.
But when Luo Wu just pounced on him, his left foot suddenly stopped, followed by the tip of his right toe!
The ball went straight past Huang Renfan in an instant, while Luo Wu circled up from the other direction!
"pretty!"
"This guy can score the ball and has the charisma of Neymar!"
As soon as Zhan Jun finished speaking, he saw Jin Wenhuan in front of Luo Wu shooting like a rocket, a frontal shovel!
Not only are the spikes exposed on both feet, but they are also crossed!
Click!
Luo Wu couldn't react at all.
His left calf was kicked and clamped, and in an instant he was rolled to the ground!
The whistle sounded too timely.
but,
It's useless no matter how fast the referee blows his whistle.
The reaction of the old captain Zheng Zhi was also very fast. He rushed forward in a long stride without braking at all!
When the triumphant Jin Wenhuan got up from the grass, Zheng Zhi's right hand suddenly stretched forward, twisted his five claws, and directly grabbed Jin Wenhuan's neck!
"What the hell!"
"court death!!!!!"
Angry Zheng Zhi!
He was so angry that he became Luo Wu!
Jin Wenhuan's flying shovel was so bad, and it was completely aimed at Luo Wu. Zheng Zhi immediately lost his mind and grabbed Jin Wenhuan's neck.
"court death!!!!!"
Zheng Zhi pinched Jin Wenhuan's neck and pushed Jin Wenhuan back four steps...