123: He let the Chinese kick off, and then he shot directly at the goal?
At this moment, in the office of the Dragon Country General Administration of Sport.
Assistant Song, the assistant to the Director of the Sports Bureau, Gong Dan, urgently showed his phone to Gong Dan.
On the screen was the live broadcast from the Capital City Olympic Stadium.
Gong Dan's expression was puzzled and solemn.
The National Football Team had always been his biggest headache. Hearing that there was shocking news regarding a football match, his eyebrows shot up instantly.
"Shocking? Wasn't yesterday's 0-7 score shocking enough?"
"What happened this time? A negative score? Kicked it into the wrong goal?"
"Or was there a foul? Did they get angry and beat up those little... ahem... Japanese Team Members?"
The expression on Assistant Song's face became more and more colorful as he quickly cut off Gong Dan's words.
This guy... the Director's imagination was too rich. If he didn't stop him, the National Football Team would probably be suspected of committing a heinous crime.
However, why did it feel like there was a hint of pride in the Director's tone when he guessed the players had fouled by beating the Japanese Team Members?
He explained.
"No, Director. The second half of the match between the National Football Team and the Japanese Team was delayed; it hasn't started yet."
"Although the Japanese Team lost the first half, for some reason, the Japanese Team Members actually knelt down and admitted defeat, saying our Dragon Country's football skills are number one in the world."
Seeing Gong Dan's expression as if he had seen a ghost, Assistant Song remained certain and calm.
"Director, it's true. The media recorded a video at the time, and the news has already spread overseas."
"We've been busy with meetings, so I'm only seeing the news now."
Gong Dan was even more confused.
"They won the match but admitted defeat? Did they drink fake Erguotou?"
*Hiss*, or did our players beat them up in private?"
"Assistant Song, find that video of them kneeling and admitting defeat for me. I want to see it."
Assistant Song was a little anxious.
"Director, we can watch that later. There's something more urgent now."
"Look at this live broadcast. The various European football teams heard about the Japanese Team's surrender and the claim that our Dragon Country is number one in the world, so they've come to challenge us."
"The match is about to start. Our Young Man isn't afraid of death; he's challenging Messi in the first round."
"Director, what should we do?"
Gong Dan smoothed his hair.
"Assistant Song."
"Yes, Director, please speak."
"First, find that video of them kneeling and admitting defeat for me to watch. Let me enjoy myself a bit."
"..."
Assistant Song was speechless.
The Director was usually calm and majestic, but he lost his composure as soon as he heard about the National Football Team, and he got even more easily excited when the Japanese Team was mentioned.
"I heard the European Team also brought media, and the live footage will be synchronized overseas simultaneously."
"We usually don't have the chance to play against these teams. If we play today, the result will likely be very tragic."
"Do you think we need to stop it?"
Only then did Gong Dan focus his attention on the live broadcast screen.
After seeing those familiar players from Europe, he was also somewhat shocked.
"They really all showed up."
"It seems that video of the Japanese Team admitting defeat is very persuasive and influential."
"..."
Assistant Song was feeling a bit numb listening to this.
He really couldn't go three sentences without mentioning the 'Japanese surrender.'
Then he heard Gong Dan sigh.
"Yesterday's 0-7 against the Japanese Team has already spread overseas. How much worse can today's match be?"
"But this Young Man facing Messi... I feel like I've never seen him before."
"Assistant Song, let me tell you, I basically know all of our Dragon Country football players. As long as I see their faces, I get a feeling of suffocation."
"But with this Young Man, I don't seem to have that familiar feeling."
Assistant Song looked closely at Lin Pei on the screen.
"The Director is right; I don't think I've seen him either."
"Maybe he's a new member of the football team."
Gong Dan nodded and waved his hand.
"Take the phone away. I won't watch. My blood pressure just stabilized recently."
"Just let me know the result in a while."
"I can actually guess the result. If there's more of that 'shocking news' you mentioned, then tell me."
...Inside the Capital City Olympic Football Training Ground.
Messi looked at Lin Pei with disdain.
"Dragon Country person, just you wait."
"You will pay the price for your arrogance and rudeness."
Lin Pei was stunned.
Whoa.
This really was the villain suing first. Compared to this brother, he was much more gentle and polite.
Those words described this guy much more accurately.
So, he repeated those words back to this brother like a human recorder.
Messi was baffled.
"I am not a Dragon Country person."
Lin Pei realized that he had even repeated the address just now.
"Oh, then what country are you from?"
Messi replied impatiently, "Spanish."
Lin Pei nodded and repeated the sentence to Messi again.
"Spanish person, just you wait."
"You will pay the price for your arrogance and rudeness."
"..."
Messi was so angry he almost exploded.
Shit.
This Dragon Country person is way too damn arrogant!
...A moment later, the match began.
After the coin toss, Lin Pei kicked off.
A minute later, Messi, who had seen Lin Pei kick off, couldn't find the ball.
He looked around, hands on his hips, and questioned Lin Pei.
"Where's the ball? Did you hide it?"
"Dragon Country person, you really are playing tricks."
Watching this sequence of events, the netizens in the Dragon Country official media live broadcast room felt an unusual sense of familiarity.
"My god, no way? Did Brother Lin shoot directly again?"
"The person above, can you speak clearly? It's shooting a goal!"
"Damn, I've got goosebumps. Look, is there a ball in the opponent's goal?"
"There is... but this time I didn't even see an afterimage. Ahhh, Brother Lin is too awesome!"
"I didn't expect Brother Lin to be even faster. It looks like Messi didn't even react."
"I really didn't expect Brother Lin to be so strong that even Messi couldn't stop him!"
On the field, Lin Pei indeed informed Messi that he had already scored.
Messi blinked for a long time, looking completely bewildered.
It made Lin Pei feel like his English had gotten worse again, and the other party simply couldn't understand him.
Stephen Chow also caught onto this. Having experienced the previous clash with the Japanese Team, kicking the iron plate, kicking Monk, and a series of other events, Stephen Chow had completely submitted to Lin Pei.
He believed Lin Pei's football level was invincible in the world.
So this time he wasn't overly excited but remained calm and composed, gesticulating as he explained to Messi.
"Ball... 'Whoosh!' Fly to your door!"
"You a loser."
Miraculously, Messi reacted this time, looking blankly toward the goal.
Lin Pei began to doubt himself again.
Was his English level really not as good as Stephen Chow's mixed Dragon-English?
At this moment, at the European side's goal, the Goalkeeper was already clutching the ball and weeping bitterly.
Messi was stunned.
Fuck.
Letting this Dragon Country person kick off, and he shot directly?
Happy start of school and classes everyone, hehe~