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Chapter 388 The Function of 20 Seconds and Hiller's Hairstyle

Chapter 388 The Function of 20 Seconds and Hiller's Hairstyle

Yes, a strange scene happened on the field!

Less than ten minutes after Crazy Li changed his lineup, Chelsea went from an absolute lead to being helpless, as if his fighting spirit and blood had been drained from his body, and he could only deal with it...

34 minutes.

The Magpies once again launched a quick attack——

It is still the 21-year-old French goalkeeper Hugo Lloris's reactionary attack by throwing the ball, but this time Lloris did something even more shocking. The French national goalkeeper did not choose to throw the football to the two full-backs or to Sami Khedira who was reaching for the ball in front of the penalty area.

call--

The players from both sides who hadn't had time to evacuate from the penalty area raised their necks and "watched" following the flight path of the football, and their eyes followed the flight path of the football...

buzzing...

The sound of more than 60000 mouths opening and gasping for air came from the stands. Obviously, even the Newcastle fans didn't realize what their goalkeeper Loris was doing...

puff……

Li Tongfan on the sidelines saw this scene and immediately sprayed out the sip of water that he had just drank from his mouth. It just so happened that assistant coach Alan Shearer was about to turn his head and come over to say something to Li Tongfan.

Uh……

Seeing Hiller's mournful eyes, Lao Li lowered his eyebrows and put on the most innocent look, reached out and wiped the water off Hiller's face, and then said with a flattering smile: "Alan, I suddenly found that your hairstyle is very good..."

my hairstyle?

Alan Shearer touched the top of his bald head and almost spat out a mouthful of blood...

At this moment, Li Tongfan suddenly jumped up from his seat with a strange cry, took a look at the field, then turned around and rushed over to give Alan Shearer a bear hug who was still extremely depressed: "Hey...Look, Alan, we scored... Oh oh oh oh, goal, haha, help me take a sneak peek at that old Brazilian man Scolari's expression at this time..."

Assistant coach Alan Shearer was about to be stunned by Li Tongfan, and finally adjusted his sight to look at the field, only to realize that the team really scored...

Michael Owen spread his arms like a soaring king eagle, gliding all the way on the green field, and flew towards the direction of the coach's bench. Behind Owen were the excited Newcastle players...

"... GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

What appeared in Alan Shearer's ears was the crazy roar of the on-site commentator crying for his father and mother.

But at this time, what Alan Shearer was thinking was not how to celebrate the goal, but raised his hand to touch the remaining level of his face, and then turned his eyes to push Li Tongfan, who was still hugging him and shaking to vent his excitement, and in an instant, he quietly hooked Lao Li's heel with his toes...

poof...

Without any suspense, Lao Li screamed and fell on the lawn.

What happened next was exactly as Shearer had expected. Michael Owen, who glided, lived up to the "good intentions" of the assistant coach, and threw himself on Li Tongfan...

"Who the hell plotted against me, I... ah!!"

Poor Li Tongfan hadn't even uttered a subconscious curse when he was firmly pressed down by the swarming Newcastle players like a pile of human flesh...

Listening to the cheers of Newcastle fans erupting in the stands like a tsunami, Alan Shearer saw Li Tongfan's thigh in black trousers protruding from the "mountain of people" and twitching continuously...

So, the assistant coach turned around and made a hand gesture to the fans to stir up emotions. After the cheers at St. James' Park reached an unbelievable height, Shearer shouted: "Long live the goal, long live Newcastle..."

Then he took a few steps back and suddenly ran up, just like when he dived to the top and bombed the enemy's goal when he was young, he jumped to the top of the "Human Mountain" in the most chic posture...

"Your uncle, let you talk about my hairstyle..." Alan Shearer squatted on the top of the "Mountain of People" happily, looking at the lowermost thigh of black trousers that twitched more and more violently and muttered...

……

At this time, the scene of the goal just now is being played back on the four large electronic screens at the top of St. James' Park -

Hugo Lloris throws the ball across almost half of the field in an "unconventional" posture, and arrives at the feet of Juan Mata on the right...

Spain [Angel Wings] didn't even have the intention of dribbling the ball this time, and directly swung his big feet to make a wide-range and long-distance oblique pass!

Three seconds later, the football passed the few remaining Chelsea defenders in Chelsea's backfield, from the right side of the pitch to the left side, where the German Lukas Podolski sat at the behest of Mad Lee!

Faced with the flying football, Podolski, who was gradually recovering, did it more simply than his good friend Juan Mata. He sent the football to Chelsea's penalty area with his head before the football landed...

"... Lucas's header skills are better than mine!!" This is the comment given by the famous German football bomber Muller to Podolski's header skills.

Today, Podolski's side played Chelsea captain John Terry!

The football flew towards Chelsea's penalty area, where there was only Chelsea's last defensive player, Portugal's immovable King Kong Carvalho.Facing the flying football, Carvalho took a few steps forward and prepared to stop the football with his feet...

"Danger!! Ricardo, be careful..."

Terry yelled in horror, reminding his teammates to pay attention.Because in the next moment, the captain of the blue army clearly saw a black and white lightning sweeping towards the football that was still slowly descending——

Michael Owen!

It's a pity that because of the angle, Carvalho didn't immediately notice Michael Owen coming from the side he was afraid of. After hearing Terry's loud reminder, he panicked, and it was too late to adjust...

At this moment, Terry's eyes were full of despair!

As Owen's old teammate in the national team, Terry clearly understands how terrifying a [Lightning Killer] who has fully launched the speed wash and attack is. No defender in the world can stop Owen in this state, let alone Carvalho is defenseless at this time...

call--

A gust of wind blew across the field, Carvalho was about to raise his foot and flew towards the figure flying at high speed. The real person couldn't help spinning and falling, and the figure stopped the football with his abdomen while gliding, and then used his knee to send the football into the empty goal before the attacking goalkeeper Petr Cech...

It was Michael Owen who shot the goal!

And this little trick of shooting with the knee was taught to him by his new friend Ronaldo during training, and it really came in handy at the critical moment.

……

"Alan, I have a bad feeling. It seems that you plotted against me just now..."

The game has already started, and Li Tongfan, who was almost crushed into "dried meat" by the excited players, was sitting on the commanding seat, grinning his teeth and giving himself a massage, while staring suspiciously at the assistant coach Alan Shearer, and said seriously: "Why did you suddenly push me?...Although you denied it, but your lewd extension told me the truth...Alan, you know, I am very vengeful, if I find out..."

"Li, you are shameless and infinite..." Alan Shearer reached out and touched his bare head, then raised two fingers and pointed at the night sky of St. James' Park Stadium, which was completely covered by dark clouds, and said solemnly: "I can swear by the moon in the sky and my handsome hairstyle. In fact, you really tripped over a mineral water bottle just now..."

"is it?"

Li Tongfan looked at the sky suspiciously, eh?No moon? ...and look at Alan Shearer's hairstyle... eh?Hairstyles for dog days...

……

While Li Tongfan and Alan Shearer were still having an in-depth discussion on the "assassination", another person became anxious——

"Big Phil" Scolari!

The Brazilian old man was a little confused at this moment, things shouldn't be like this, why did the opponent score a goal?

The counterattack by the Magpies just now took less than 20 seconds from start to finish. Such a goal, no matter from the tacit understanding of the cooperation or the timing of the launch, was flawless. Within 20 seconds, Chelsea's proud steel forest defense was easily torn into fragments by four opponents, and one of these four players was actually a fucking goalkeeper...

Thinking about Hugo Lloris's unimaginable throwing the ball before, Scolari felt a strange feeling in his heart. Is it the inspiration of Newcastle's young goalkeeper or the deliberate deployment of the crazy man in front of the station?

It’s fine if it’s a flash of light. After all, no matter how many “spiritual lights” there are, there will be times when they will disappear. But if the tactical deployment deliberately made by Madman Li in front of the station is really terrible, if the next two or three times, Chelsea will be finished in this game...

Scolari sneaked a glance at the opponent's bench not far away. That damned Chinese kid was really scary... Although the score was still 1:1 and Chelsea was not behind, Scolari felt a sense of danger in his heart, as if he was being targeted by a peerless beast hidden in the dark...

No, we must think of a way!

You must come up with a solution to the problem before the end of the first half, or it will be too late...

Scolari stared at the field carefully for a while, looking at the young and immature faces of the Newcastle players, a brilliant idea suddenly came to his mind...

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