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2: 3!

The Liaodong team scored another goal.

Wulihe Stadium boiled instantly.

Almost all fans are crazy.

South stand.

Li Wenkang jumped onto the seat, clamped "Lombardo"'s bald head with a creaking nest, jumped and screamed.

"Lombardo" was so strangled that his face was red and his neck was thick, but he didn't care about it at all, and still howled at the top of his throat.

In front of and behind the two of them.

Countless fans in red Liaodong jerseys shouted for joy!

"Liaodong Niubi, it's so awesome!"

"Goal, we scored another goal!"

"I'm not dreaming!"

"...

The entire Wulihe Stadium rose like a raging flame, and the sky was all red with reflection.

In the stadium speakers, Sun Li, who had been silent for a long time, had already broken his voice.

"2:3!"

"2:3!"

"Now we are 2:3!"

"It was Zlatan Ibrahimovic, Zlatan Ibrahimovic!"

"Spain, come on!"

"We in Liaodong are not afraid of you!"

on the rostrum.

As early as when Modric broke through Hierro.

Sun Fenglin stood up.

He slapped his hands hard, his face flushed, and he cheered loudly like the fans.

The same is true for other officials of the Foot Management Department.

The game was fantastic.

A group of people have long forgotten what they said about the Liaodong team before.

They are all cheering for Liaodong right now.

sidelines.

Qin Feng waved his crutch vigorously, jumping back and forth excitedly.

Shouted a few times.

He turned around on his crutches, and was meeting Cruyff and the others who were rushing over.

"John, Max, Claudio, you see it, you see it, we caught up with another goal!"

"I said the Liaodong team can do it!"

Cruyff and others were also full of ecstasy.

"That's right!"

"Qin, you are right!"

"We can do it!"

"..."

The five of them huddled together, laughing and shouting.

Mr. Banks sat on the coach's bench, looking at them with joy, it's nice to be young...

Inside the Longvision studio.

Sun Shengping shook his fist vigorously.

"Very beautiful!"

"In the 58th minute, the Liaodong team scored another goal!"

"The boys chased the score to 2:3!"

"There is still time, we still have time to catch up!"

Next to him, the excited Han Qiaozheng couldn't say a whole sentence.

"Liaodong team, Liaodong team, Ibrahimovic, 2:3!"

"Little Mozi used Cruyff to turn and break through Hierro!"

"The Liaodong team's defense is united!"

"If there are audience friends who just turned on the TV!"

"I say responsibly, you have lost money to grandma's house!"

"..."

At this moment in Longguo, none of the fans in front of the TV could remain calm.

I thought it was just an ordinary business competition.

The two teams went through a cutscene and just fooled the fans.

But why is that not the case!

The Spanish team took out the rhythm of playing in the World Series and frantically pressed the Liaodong team in the frontcourt.

Leading 3:0 in the first half.

under such pressure.

The Liaodong team even used their defense to counterattack and scored 2 goals in a row!

So wonderful, so beautiful, so uplifting!

This is a World Cup level game!

Many fans slowed down.

They picked up their phones one after another.

"Hey, have you watched the game? Liaodong vs. Spain"? "

"Didn't watch it? It's boring? You have lost money to grandma's house!"

"Stop talking nonsense, turn on the TV quickly, Longvision 5 sets!"

"Come on for the Liaodong team, we are going to catch up!"

"Believe it or not, I watched the game..."

"..."

Similar conversations happen in thousands of households.

The fan who received the call turned on the TV.

After seeing the score clearly, hearing the commentary from Sun Shengping and Han Qiaozheng, and then seeing the crazy fans.

A group of people almost regretted their intestines.

They also quickly picked up the phone to notify familiar fans.

One pass ten, ten pass one hundred...

The Liaodong team and the Spanish team fought with real swords and guns, and were unyielding at a disadvantage. The news of chasing 2 goals in a row against the wind spread across the country in an instant.

Inside the Longvision studio.

The staff responsible for counting the ratings were taken aback.

The ratings of the Liaodong team's game against Spain dropped from around 0.4 to 1 in an instant.

And that number is still skyrocketing.

This is Dragon Country!

Every increase of 5 in the ratings of Longvision's 0.1 episodes represents nearly one million viewers!

"Leader, leader...Look!"

The director in charge of the live broadcast of the competition came over and was instantly stunned.

The numbers on the computer are constantly changing.

1.1, 1.2, 1.3...

It has been rising to 1.8 before slowly stopping.

At this stage, the coverage rate of Longvision's five sets is about 6500 million households.

That doesn't mean...

Fans watching the Liaodong team game at the same time.

Reached more than 1100 million people!

Too scary!

This is more than the number of people watching the World Cup group stage!

The on-site director reacted instantly.

The Liaodong team is going to be popular, and its own show is going to be popular too!

Report to the Taiwan leadership immediately!

Regardless of the stunned staff staring at the statistics.

The on-site director glanced at the game scene on the big screen, turned over and slammed into the door of the studio.

Wulihe Stadium.

Ibrahimovic opened his arms stinkingly, and raised his head to enjoy the cheers of the audience.

behind him.

Modric rushed up and swished onto Ibrahimovic's back.

Other players rushed forward and overwhelmed Ibrahimovic and Modric again.

A group of people fell to the ground and celebrated wildly.

in stark contrast to them.

It's a Spanish player.

Several midfielders were stunned.

What's the situation?

How come he was chased by 2 goals in the blink of an eye?

Some even looked depressed.

They remembered the game against Nigeria not long ago.

From leading to being tied to finally losing...

The process is so similar to now!

Don't you want to repeat the same mistakes today?

Enrique from Barcelona has a fiery temper.

He rushed in front of Hierro in a few steps.

"Fernando, how could you be broken through so easily? You're still a kid with no hair!"

Just conceded.

Hierro is indeed largely responsible.

It was his poor defense against Modric in the midfield that led to the successful counterattack of the Liaodong team.

But even so.

Hierro is not something everyone can blame.

Especially if the opponent is a Barcelona player.

And it was transferred from Real Madrid to Barcelona...

"Mind yourself, Mr. Enrique!"

Hierro walked away from Enrique with a sullen face, "I don't like talking to traitors!"

Enrique's face flushed instantly, and he grabbed Hierro's collar with one hand, "Say it again?"

The action of the two alarmed other players in Spain.

Raul and Morientes rushed over first, and they pushed Enrique away together.

Players from Barcelona also ran up...

A group of people pushed and shoved each other, pointing at each other's noses and spraying each other.

Those who didn't know thought it was the Spanish national derby, the match between Real Madrid and Barcelona.

The referee on duty ran up to persuade.

But the language is not very good.

Even if he can understand it, it is impossible for the Spanish stars to listen to him.

A group of people moved more and more loudly, and their curses became louder and louder. The crowd was full of spitting stars, and it was misty in the sun.

Other neutral players stood on the periphery to watch the excitement.

Only a few kind-hearted people ran over to persuade them with good words.

The fans in the stands watched the music, and many even booed.

Qin Feng on the sidelines also smirked, let's make trouble, it's good to fight!

Leizi, Leizi, let's see where you put your old face.

Qin Feng looked proudly at the Spanish coach's bench.

Ok?

The players are going to do it.

Lei Zi and the others are so calm?

The coach of the Spanish team.

Head coach Clement and Rexach didn't react at all.

Both of them rested their chins with one hand, watching the farce in the arena with expressionless faces.

Qin Feng looked away in doubt.

who cares!

Anyway, it goes on like this.

Spain is doomed today!

At this moment.

The teenager Echeberia suddenly yelled, "Shut up, look at Anthony!"

The two players who were pushing each other were startled.

Including spectators.

Everyone looked in the direction of the Spanish goal.

The 37-year-old old goalkeeper, the veteran of Spain's 4th World Cup, once the world's most expensive goalkeeper, and now the captain of the Spanish field...

Anthony Zubizarreta, who has won numerous honors in his career.

He also maintained the posture of blocking Ibrahimovic's shot.

Kneeling and sitting in front of the door...

……