Fox in the Penalty Area

When Lame dropped the ball and a figure came to him, even though the figure hadn't shot yet, the Leeds City fans in the stands couldn't wait to cheer.

Because they all saw the figure's number clearly - No. 14, Hu Lai!

Such an opportunity is not difficult for Hu Lai!

Matthew Miller is one of those who raised his arms and shouted in advance.

He yelled very loudly beside his father, even a little like he was yelling to his father on purpose...

He wants to show those who return to the North Stand just to cheer for Sean Barnett: Now in the Leeds City team, there is a hero worthy of your cheers!

Sure enough, after Hu Lai scored the goal, the entire North Stand shook. The fans here, like the fans in the other three sides of the stands, were shouting with all their might.

In this frenzied atmosphere, Matthew glanced at his father beside him, his eyes were full of complacency and... provocation.

How could David not notice the movement of his son beside him?

He just pretended not to see it.

But the son might not want to just let him go, so Matthew simply touched his father's shoulder: "Hey, Dad. Is he just here to sell jerseys?"

This is what Dad said about Hu Lai when he was arguing with him.

The father snorted sullenly, "He doesn't score many penalties, how can he sell his jersey?"

"..." Matthew really didn't expect his father to be so confident in his strong words.

Seeing his son's deflated look, David laughed: "Am I wrong? There are many people wearing his jersey on the streets of Leeds now. Doesn't this just prove that his jersey is selling well?"

Little Matthew rolled his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to his father.

A father is shameless, what can you do as a son?

Although his son was speechless, David had a smile on his face. But when he turned his head and continued to look at the court, he sighed in his heart.

The "White Rose" fans around him were all celebrating and shouting wildly for Hu Lai's double goal,

This scene is really long gone for them who have been away from the stadium for nearly a season.

He believes that just two goals should not make them so crazy. The game is not over yet, so celebrating like this is somewhat "smug".

But he also understood why they did it.

Because that's their favorite way to watch football...

In the North Stand, with the people around you, cheering for the team, singing, celebrating goals, and bashing opponents with bad words.

Feel the whole stadium resonate with them.

Deeply understand what is called "breathing together, sharing fate".

This is their court, this is their stage...it's even become their way of life.

And in the past season, they forcibly changed this way of life.

Although everyone is saying that they have to teach the club's top management a profound lesson, they must persist in fighting to the end. But after returning to the North Stand today, looking at their almost crazy performance, all the previous disguises have been torn off...

Everyone is actually painful and reluctant to leave the North Stand.

It's just that many of them can't be as straightforward as John, or they are worried about being a "traitor"... In short, they hide their true thoughts in their hearts and try their best to make themselves appear unsuitable in this group. So out of place.

But now, watching a game live is enough to "expose" these people...

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On the court, Hou Lai finished his second goal celebration and ran back to his own half with his teammates.

In the stands, singing sounded.

Not only singing, Leeds City fans also clapped their hands to accompany it.

"Go ahead, Liz!"

"Papa papa!"

"Liz! Liz!"

"Papa papa!"

The same is true of David Miller's sons, and his old buddies.

Clap three times, open your arms, and sing a line.

David clapped and sang along with them, cheering for Leeds.

Sean Barnett's return home aside, they'd rather see Leeds win.

After all, as long as they win this game, Leeds City can succeed in relegation two rounds in advance.

Matthew noticed that the father beside him was also clapping and singing, so he raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

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Leeds City completed a two-goal lead over North London Wanderers in less than half an hour, which many people did not expect.

After all, in terms of strength, the North London Rangers are far stronger than Leeds City, otherwise they would not be ranked third in the league.

In fact, judging from the half-hour scene, Leeds City and North London Wanderers are pretty close to each other. Leeds City has the home court advantage, while the North London Wanderers have a strength advantage.

But Hu Lai's condition is really good today, he just seized two chances to score the goal...

So the North London Wanderers, who were not at a disadvantage on the scene, fell behind by two goals in the score, looking as if they were crushed by Leeds City.

Ludwig Aumann stood on the sidelines, staring blankly at the inside.

He has studied this Chinese player. Except for his excellent performance in the first three games when he just came to Leeds City, he has nothing outstanding, but a lot of shortcomings-he is still not strong, his speed is mediocre, his ability to hold the ball is not good, his dribbling Hardly, not very long passes of more than fifteen meters... In short, just a shooter.

After scoring five goals in three games, it quickly fell silent and returned to ordinary - only two goals were scored in the next nine league rounds. It can't be said that the performance is poor, but it can't be said that the distance performance is good.

Who would have thought?

This person actually broke out in the match with them!

hell!

Oman has a feeling that he is being targeted.

At this time, assistant coach Olsen came up to him and asked him: "What should we do next, Ludwig? Should we continue to attack, or... shrink the defense?"

After losing the first goal, Oman once let the team continue to attack, trying to equalize the score as soon as possible, and use a more fierce offensive to depress the morale of Leeds City.

This strategy turned out to be ineffective.

In terms of the degree of madness in the offense, the North London Wanderers are not as flattering as Leeds City.

So not only did they not quickly equalize the score and suppress the opponent's arrogance, but they were also scored by Leeds City.

It is definitely unrealistic to talk about a quick counterattack at this time.

So Oman made another choice.

"Let's shrink the defense first, we can't concede the ball before the first half."

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Orman made the right choice once.

After conceding two goals in a row, the North London Rangers shrunk their defense and withstood Leeds City's crazy offense in the remaining ten minutes of the first half.

Until the end of the first half, the score never changed.

2:0, Leeds City, playing at home, entered the intermission with a two-goal lead.

In the stands, the excited Leeds City fans have begun to discuss whether they can succeed in relegation two rounds in advance after this game.

After all, they only need to win one game to avoid relegation. It turned out that what everyone was thinking was to defeat Hudes, who had been relegated early in the last round of the league.

This is also convenient for everyone to celebrate the successful relegation at home.

But now it seems...

"If we can beat Rangers at home, wouldn't we be able to avoid relegation two rounds early?"

"In the first half we had already led by two goals, maybe it is really possible!"

"Yeah, yeah. But before the game, didn't they say that Rangers will fight hard in order to qualify for the Champions League? Why didn't they see that they wanted to fight hard..."

"I think you misunderstood. It's not that the homeless don't fight, in fact, they also fight, but we fight harder than them..."

"Hey, did you ignore Hu? In the first half of the game, if it weren't for his two goals, how could we have achieved such a score?"

"Yes, yes, Hu's performance today is really good!"

"Nine goals in thirteen games, my God. To be honest, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe it... To be honest, before Hu, I didn't know anything about Chinese players. I never thought about China The players are so good...is every Chinese player like this, or only Hu is so good?"

...

Leeds City fans left their seats to go to the toilet or buy beer after the first half, while chatting about the game that had just ended.

Matthew Miller was with his father and other "White Rose" fans, and they also heard the comments of other fans.

It's nothing like what they heard when they entered the arena before the game.

Everyone was talking about Sean Barnett back at Flanders.

Some people recall Sean's brilliant performance in Leeds City, and some people talk about Sean's current situation in North London Rangers, but no matter which one it is, they will definitely enter the fixed step of scolding the senior management of the Leeds City club in the end.

And now only forty-five minutes later, Sean Barnett's name was no longer heard in everyone's discussion.

Little Matthew was very happy.

They, including their own father, will eventually realize that there are people in Leeds who are worthy of their return to the North Stand.

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In the Leeds dressing room, Hou Lai was hugged and rubbed his hair by his teammates.

In the first half, the two teams were evenly matched, but it was Hu Lai's two goals that allowed them to lead by two goals.

Even Pete Williams, who used to resist Hu Lai's hug, took the initiative to hug him this time, and then whispered in his ear: "Thank you."

Hu Lai smiled slightly: "You're out of touch, Pete. As I said, this matter has something to do with me. If you really thank me, you can pass me a few more good balls in the second half."

Williams was a little surprised: "You want to wear a hat?"

"If possible, of course." Hu Lai gave him an affirmative answer.

Williams narrowed his eyes.

At this time, the head coach Clark walked into the locker room with a slap and said loudly: "Boys, you did a good job in the first half! But it was not enough. We only led by two goals! In the second half, the Rangers will fight back desperately. We You must be mentally prepared to play in the quagmire, no matter what difficulties you face, don’t give up the idea of ​​moving forward! To score goals, to score more goals!"

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"Sean, your performance at the beginning of the first half was very good. But why did your performance get worse and worse after that?" Oman stood in front of Sean Barnett with his arms folded, with a slightly reproachful tone.

"Sorry, boss. I'm a little impatient..." Xiao En replied with his head down.

"I can understand, being close to home, Sean, I can understand. But this game is very important for us. London Bridge is still one goal ahead of Tramed. If we can't win Leeds here, the Champions League Qualification is at stake. Don't you want to play in the Champions League? Then do something!"

"Don't worry, boss, I will definitely do my best!" Sean sat on his stool, his hands clenched into fists.

"Very good!" Auman turned to the other Rangers players in the dressing room and shouted: "Forty-five minutes left. We need to score three more goals! This is not an impossible task, first we have to attack Their Williams, Williams is the core of their midfield, as long as we can freeze him, so that he can't organize the attack, Leeds City's offensive threat will plummet. Secondly, we have to focus on their left flank, they Quinn's left back has a bad temper, so as long as he can keep putting pressure on him, he can lose his composure and get a chance!"

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