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Chapter 463 Glory even if defeated
With a "bang", there was a deafening muffled sound on the court. With the muffled sound, all the fans on the court stood up, including the head coach and substitute players of the Japanese team outside the court. There was surprise on his face.

Yang Luo volleyed, Haraguchi rushed forward and tried to block Yang Luo's shot with his feet, but he completely ignored one problem, that is, Yang Luo's strength was not something he could stop.

I saw Genki Haraguchi's outstretched foot was blocking the ball, and Yang Luo hit the ball with a kick. The huge force immediately overturned Genki Haraguchi like a stormy sea. Genki Haraguchi's expression suddenly became surprised, and the huge force directly sent His body was overturned, and the whole person flew up directly.

Genki Haraguchi flew up, but the ball didn't slow down at all, like a cannonball going straight to the goal.

"Wow"

The ball hit the goal net like a cannonball, and the goalkeeper didn't react at all.

The entire stadium fell into silence. Seeing the ball fly straight into the net, Yang Luo stood firm and looked extremely calm. For this ball, he was bound to win, and he would not tolerate it if there was any obstacle.

Just like that, Yang Luo was high above, looking down at Genki Haraguchi lying on the ground, and Genki Haraguchi was sitting on the ground, looking at Yang Luo with disbelief, several players from the Japanese team ran over and surrounded his teammate Genki Haraguchi, asking questions up.

Among them, Yuya Osako, who had a good relationship with Genki Haraguchi, rushed to Yang Luo angrily, yelling, although he couldn't understand it, it was definitely not a good thing.

With this move by Yuya Osako, other players of the Japanese team also rushed towards Yang Luo.

Facing these people, Yang Luo didn't react at all, but just looked at these angry blushing guys.

Dulan, Donggu, Sandro, Sanz and others all ran over to block Yang Luo and argue with these emotional Japanese players. Just now everyone saw clearly that Yang Luo did not foul. It fell to the ground because Yang Luo's shot was too powerful, and it was not a malicious foul, so Yang Luo has no problem.

Seeing the dispute between the players of both sides, the fans on the court continued to boo and support their team, but at this time the referee from Malaysia suddenly blew his whistle.

The whole place fell silent immediately.

"The goal counts."

The referee made a gesture to make a goal, and the Japanese players were all quiet.

Duran put his arms around Yang Luo's neck and walked back happily. The other teammates were also very happy. The cooperation between Sandro and Yang Luo just now was amazing. Sandro was responsible for attracting firepower, and Yang Luo inserted at the magical moment It was a perfect match for a goal, so everyone was very shocked by the goal just now.

While Yang Luo scored a goal, China's domestic media was also very lively.

Although the match between the Chinese team and Santander was held in the unknown city of Rongcheng, there were still many media present to film it. That night, the video of the match was circulated on the Internet, and CCTV’s sports news column also reported The game was reported, and Chinese teenager Yang Luo scored a key goal on behalf of Racing Santander.

At the same time, it also replayed the wonderful goals of the two teams in that game.

Once the news was broadcast, it aroused heated discussions among fans across the country.

Most of the fans still came to a more pertinent conclusion about this game.

There is still a big difference between the Chinese team and the European teams, from the offensive organization to the players' awareness. However, the Chinese team also had a few beautiful attacks. Zhao Hu's goal saved the Chinese team. Less face, even defeat is glorious.

Such comments accounted for the majority, but some people said that although Yang Luo represented Racing Santander, he should not score goals against his own country. Being patriotic is really enough, just block it directly.

After such negative comments appeared, it also resonated with many fans, thinking that Yang Luo should not have scored, and even some fans said that Yang Luo should not have played.

For this kind of discussion, it also occupies a lot of seats under the comments on the Internet of major media in the country.

In short, Yang Luo once again stood on the cusp of the storm.

In an ordinary house in Rongcheng City, a man about the same age as Yang Luo was sitting on the bed, his face was haggard, his eyes were staring at the TV hanging on the wall, and he was a little dazed. It was Yang Luo who was playing on the TV. Scored the goal of the Chinese team.

At the moment of scoring the goal, Nie Long, the goalkeeper of the Chinese team, did not react at all. The goal hit the man's heart like a cannonball.

Ling Feng looked a little surprised. The Yang Luo now was completely different from 3 months ago. He couldn't believe that the person on the TV who moved smoothly and was full of strength was Yang Luo.

Three months ago, Yang Luo was still an unknown kid in the class who made a living by picking up trash, but now he has become the absolute main force of the European team. Ling Feng couldn't believe this change.

"Xiao Feng has eaten." Ling Feng's father came out of the kitchen and came over with a side of steaming noodles.

"Leave it alone, I don't want to eat it now." Ling Feng said listlessly.

Ling Feng's father froze for a moment, but shook his head helplessly. Looking at the thick gauze on his son's feet, he couldn't do anything about it. Ever since Ling Feng ruptured his Achilles tendon in the World Youth Championship, his mood had been low, and he stayed in bed every day. At home, his eyes are always very empty, like six gods without a master, as if there is no god at all. As Ling Feng's father, he sees it in his eyes and is anxious in his heart. The situation is definitely not in my heart. As Ling Feng's father, there is nothing he can do to help him. He walked up to Ling Feng and watched the news on TV. He had seen Yang Luo's incident several times, especially when he saw Yang Luo's kick. Volley vigorously, not only sighed.

"Yang Luo has grown a lot. When I first saw him, he was a kid who could only play football with brute force. Now, he has grown up."

Ling Feng didn't speak, just stared at the TV with blank eyes.

When the reporter interviewed Yang Luo at the end of the game, Yang Luo's words finally changed the expression on his face.

"I think the strength of the Chinese team is far more than that, because Ling Feng is not present."

Yang Luo's words made Ling Feng's brows slightly relieved.

Ling Feng's father turned his head and saw the change on his son's face, sat down slowly and said softly: "Xiaofeng, Yang Luo is a kind-hearted kid, and he is always talking about you, but why didn't you go to see his game?" ?”

Ling Feng froze for a moment, his face was a little dark, he lay down and covered his head with the quilt. Seeing this scene, Ling Feng's father shook his head, got up helplessly and walked out.

(End of this chapter)