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Chapter 33 Exchange jersey
Extreme arc, violent aesthetics!
Everyone at the scene was stunned by Qin Ming's shocking free kick.

These people include not only thousands of spectators, but also every player on the field, and even the two head coaches.

They couldn't help but let out a gasp of surprise.

What they were amazed at was the strange arc of the foot that should only exist in the sky, and what they were even more amazed at was that the arc of this foot came from the young boy in front of them.

To be able to kick such an extremely violent free kick at the age of less than 18, to complete a hat-trick in the national derby at the age of less than 18!
Even if you look at the entire European football world, this boy can be called a rare existence.

"Qin!"

"Qin!"

"Qin!"

The Camp Nou erupted into loud shouts in an instant, and the lingering sound lingered, like the sonorous drums of a fast-moving wind, it was breathtaking!
The fans expressed their admiration frankly with their fanatical voices!
Qin Ming's figure in No. 51 was majestic and majestic in their fiery eyes.

The evening wind at Camp Nou finally blew away the Pampas Eagles.

But this evening, it brought the dragon of the East again.

The old king is gone, and the new king is coming!
At this time, Qin Ming was the new king who was about to ascend the throne in their eyes.

In Zhan Jun's live broadcast room, the screen was full of barrage scrolling non-stop.

"Hat trick, 6666!"

"Brother Qin is too invincible, I love it!"

"Those black fans open your dog eyes and take a good look, I just want to ask, is your Master Qin hanging on?"

Zhan Jun was also a little emotional at this moment, ignoring the barrage of bullet screens.

"A teenager under the age of 18 came off the bench in the Spanish national derby and completed a hat-trick!"

"A penalty kick, a goal in an open game, and a free kick directly scored!"

"Audience friends, can you believe it? This is our compatriot, this is a player from China!!!"

Zhan Jun helped his mirror frame, just to cover up his slightly red eye sockets.

"Once upon a time, our players aimed to gain a foothold in the five major leagues. The best players in the country, for this goal, went on and on and worked hard."

"However--"

"Zhang Xizhe of Wolf Castle, failed!"

"Zhang Chengdong of Vallecano also failed!"

"Until the Spaniard's Wu Lei, it can only be said that he has just succeeded! But again, he is very lonely!"

"And now, Qin Ming, a young man under the age of 18, has achieved success in Barcelona!"

"He not only told Wu Lei that you are not alone, he also told the whole world——

I come, I see, I conquer! "

"Now I can't use words to describe my mood, but I believe everyone and I feel the same."

"Because of Qin Ming's sudden birth, we have been waiting for too long!"

Zhan Jun's almost roaring comments spread thousands of miles away along with the Internet.

Thousands of viewers who watched the live broadcast seemed to be immersed in Zhan Jun's words, listening to Zhan Jun's unfeeling voice.

Everyone's memories of football began to slowly emerge in their minds.

Those days of working hard on the court, those sweats on the court, those tears shed on the court.
Isn't all of this just for the dream of standing on top of the world?

They have also dreamed of standing at Camp Nou, at the Bernabeu, at Old Trafford, overlooking the whole world!
But in reality, they are always crushed with punches and punches.

The pressure of going to school, the economic pressure, the pressure of marriage and childbirth——

Countless pressures crushed them step by step.

In middle age, they have lost their enthusiasm for their fat bodies.

They dare not stand on the court and face their original dreams.

They only dare to yell at the losers who have fought hard in front of the camera!

Maybe they are not scolding the losers who have already fought hard, but the one who gave up fighting early.

Camp Nou stadium.

The post-match ceremony is over, and Qin Ming is preparing to go with his teammates to thank the audience.

Suddenly, he felt someone tap his shoulder from behind.

When he looked back, it turned out to be Carvajal in white.

"Hey, Qin! I want to exchange jerseys with you, can I?"

Although the relationship between the two clubs does not seem to be harmonious, this kind of private behavior does not cause any problems.

In this game, Qin Ming's performance on the wing left a deep impression on Carvajal.

He came forward to ask Qin Ming to exchange jerseys entirely out of inner respect and admiration.

And this scene on the court happened to be captured by the live camera.

"Hey, what did Carvajal want to do when he found Qin? Could it be that he wants to give this young boy who beat him several times in the opponent's home court a hard punch?"

The atmosphere of commentary on the Spanish line is relatively relaxed, and they are also joking and chatting casually with each other.

"Judging from the mouth shape, Carvajal seems to want to exchange jerseys with Qin!"

A commentator carefully stared at each frame on the screen and analyzed the truth of the incident.

"I'm going! Really? This is very rare for Carvajal! I have been commenting on Real Madrid games for almost six years, and I have never seen such a scene in my impression!"

"It seems that as a player directly facing him, Qin's performance in this game has indeed won his approval!"

"A young man like Qin may not be able to sleep tonight if he can get Carvajal's jersey!"

"Hahaha!"

Before the voice of the commentator fell, what happened on the court made their eyes widen.

"This is...? Qin, is this... rejected Carvajal's request to exchange jerseys?"

Qin Ming looked embarrassed in front of the camera, he squeezed out an embarrassing smile, and explained to Carvajal dancing.

To be honest, he didn't expect that Carvajal would take the initiative to come to him to exchange jerseys.

He must have agreed to this in normal times, but it really didn't work today.

It's not because he completed his hat-trick today and felt how good he is, but because he saw a familiar figure in a corner of the stadium.

He was afraid that Carvajal would not believe his explanation, so he hurried to the Barcelona loyal stand area, and picked up a little boy from the crowd——

Gabby!

"Hey, little guy, hurry up and explain to Carvajal. Otherwise, he will take away your jersey!"

Qin Ming trotted all the way with Gabi in his arms, and came to Carvajal.

Little Gabi was afraid that the jersey he got would fly away, so he winked at Carvajal and said strangely:

"White No. 2, this is the jersey that Qin promised to give me a long time ago! You are a Real Madrid player, what's the use of wanting a Barcelona jersey!"

　Stable update, tearfully begging for collection, asking for various tickets~~~
　　
　
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