Football: the history of the first ball

"Haha—Awu..."

Huang Jianxiang laughed twice just now, and quickly covered his mouth in fright, so he changed from "haha" to "Awu".

Xu Yang's face was flushed, in order to hold back his laughter, his expression was too ugly now.

The narrator laughed. For the humble and kind Chinese people, this is not a profession.

Huang Jianxiang said in a painful voice: "Unfortunately, when Xiao Jian made a clearance just now, he didn't expect the ball to hit the referee. This is really an unintentional injury. We wish Ligueni a speedy recovery."

Xu Yang said: "Actually, the ball is in the wrong position. He should stand a little more, so that the tragedy will not happen."

Huang Jianxiang glanced at him and almost laughed.

Xu Yang, you are really bad, everyone is beaten up like that, and you still blame Fa Jiani for being in the wrong position.

On the field, Xiao Jian's performance continued.

Xiao Jian didn't even glance at Jiani from the beginning to the end.

After he shot Fajiani, he fell down and got up quickly, looking around for the football as if in a daze.

When he found Fajiani fell to the ground, he realized that his ball had hit Fajiani and made a big mistake. He put his head in his hands and opened his mouth with a terrified expression on his face.

Then he came back to his senses and quickly ran towards Fajiani.

Seeing Fajiani's legs twitching constantly, his eyes rolled up, he has passed out.He turned around and frantically waved to the sidelines anxiously, hissing loudly: "Team doctor, hurry up, hurry up, come up and save people!"

Huaxia's teammates also reacted: Fuck, Team Xiao's acting skills are too good.

We can't be worse.

All Huaxia team members frantically ran towards Fagani, and everyone showed Bethune's anxious expressions of first aiding the dying and healing the wounded.

At this time, Xiao Jian was already among the people pinching Fagani anxiously.

The team doctors of the two teams outside the field quickly ran to Fagani's side, but Xiao Jian, who was anxious, saw that Fagani was still in a coma, and even bent down to give him mouth-to-mouth artificial respiration.He was pulled away by the team doctor.

With the team doctor on the field, Xiao Jian was squeezed out, and he shed tears of "regret" in pain.

Fan Zhiyi hugged Xiao Jian without losing the opportunity, Xiao Jian hugged Fan Zhiyi, and cried bitterly on Fan Zhiyi's shoulder. Under the high-definition camera, Xiao Jian was already crying with tears streaming down his face.

You cried so much that even Fan Zhiyi was dumbfounded——fuck, even I almost believed that you didn't mean it.

If you don't award this year's Oscar, all the judges will be fucking blind.

Fan Zhiyi patted Xiao Jian's back comfortingly and said, "I know you didn't mean it, alas!"

Sun Jihai also patted Xiao Jian with a sad face, but he was thinking in his heart: Xiao Jian, it is really a big loss for the entertainment industry if you don't become an actor.If you want to be an actor, you will definitely kill a lot of fresh meat in seconds.

All the Yue players were dumbfounded.

"Fuck, what's the situation?"

"The referee is the No. 12 member of our team, so he was beaten down?"

"It's so cruel, it's all slapped."

"It's over, without Fajiani, what shall we do later?"

Seeing the Huaxia players encircling Ligue [-], the Yue players didn't hesitate to step forward.

On the court, the high-altitude and fast-moving camera lens zoomed in on Fajiani's face. At this time, Fajiani's face had begun to swell like a pig's head.

The team doctors of the two teams turned around and waved frantically, yelling for an ambulance to enter the field.

It looks like the injury is serious.

The ambulance outside the arena drove directly into the arena. The members of the China Olympic team carried Francesco, whose legs were still twitching, into the ambulance, and then the siren of the ambulance sounded, and quickly drove out .

The Huaxia fans at the scene were happy.

This is labeled as a pig's head, I can't help but laugh.

Many fans laughed impolitely.

Well-meaning fans covered their mouths to keep themselves from making some kind of inhuman noise.

But how the hell can't hold back.

The bullet screens of the media on all major platforms were densely packed, and some Huaxia fans sent gloating bullet screens.

"Hahahahaha..."

"quack quack"

"We ordinary people are really happy today."

"I said you people have no sympathy at all, hahaha, you are all bad money, hahaha..."

A middle-aged fan watching the game immediately called a friend: "Quack quack..."

"Lao Li, what are you laughing at?"

"Quack, quack, old Zhang, I'll treat you to a big drink after I finish the game, and you can order whatever you want, quack, quack..."