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Chapter 139 Brother Wang's words are deafening
"Oh my god! This is... a hat trick! From the third minute to the ninth minute, Wang completed a hat trick in six minutes! This is the third fastest hat trick in the history of the Premier League! The game has only started for ten minutes, but Wang seems to have ended the suspense of the game! I must say, this is the greatest start in the history of the Premier League! No doubt about it!"

Connor Cowley exclaimed repeatedly when he saw the football roll into Sofia United's goal for the third time.

Luke Milne did not respond with an exclamation, but stared blankly at the field.

Not only him, but also Marvin Block beside him was staring at the field in amazement, completely forgetting about his commentary work.

In fact, when Wang Lie stepped over Gomes and dribbled the ball towards the Sofo United penalty area, they had more or less guessed the outcome of this attack.

But when the score was really in front of them, it was still unbelievable...

As Conor Cowley said, it was the greatest opening performance in Premier League history.

Before this, no player had ever scored a hat trick in the first ten minutes of a game to give his team a three-goal lead.

But Wang Lie's great performance was based on nailing Sofolian to the pillar of shame forever.

Even Milne felt that this was too cruel for the Sofia League...

Not to mention Marvin Block, he couldn't even remember to criticize Wang Lie for being too cruel.

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The wife turned around and looked at her husband in the study, and found that he was still reading with his head down, his expression calm, and his breathing was also calm...

So she retracted her gaze and looked back at the phone in her hand.

She didn't watch the live broadcast of the game, but she would inevitably see the push notifications about the game when she checked her phone.

So she was very clear about the current score between Tyne and Sofia United, and she also knew that Wang Lie had completed a hat trick.

She thanked Luke Milne for reminding her husband and was glad that her husband followed Milne's advice and did not act stubbornly at this time.

The internet was bustling with activity, but at the home of Matt Perkins, the former legendary general manager of SF United, it was as quiet as any other ordinary evening.

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All the Tyne fans around me were cheering and no one could still sit in their seats.

Zhao Zhou, however, sat on a chair, with the front camera of his phone facing himself. Before this goal, he had just calmed down from Brother Wang's two goals, and wanted to record a video of himself to comment on Brother Wang's two goals at the beginning of the game...

Who would have thought that just after he opened his mouth to say two words, Brother Wang stepped over Gomes and dribbled the ball into the dragon's den alone.

His attention was immediately drawn to it, and he forgot that he was taking a selfie. He just shouted, "Fuck?!"

When he saw the football roll into the Sofia United goal for the third time, he did not jump up and cheer like he did the previous two times.

On the contrary, there was an indescribable and very complicated change of expression on his face.

When he first saw Brother Wang score a goal, his eyes widened with excitement.

But soon his brows furrowed slightly, his eyelids drooped, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

Then the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he was smiling.

When Zhao Zhou found out that the front camera was still recording, he laughed at himself and explained his reaction:
"After all, I have liked this team for ten years, from the age of twenty to now. I didn't have a home team originally, but I became a fan of Sofia because of Brother Wang...Helden is an idiot, and Hall is also hateful, but when this team is associated with Brother Wang, most of the memories left to me are happy and beautiful...Fuck!"

At this point, Zhao Zhou couldn't help cursing again: "It's all Helden's fault! It's all Hall's fault! These two idiots who don't care about anything! My brother Wang could have retired from Sofia! I have imagined more than once that Sofia would hold a grand farewell ceremony for Brother Wang, but the result..."

Then he suddenly raised his arms and shouted: "Brother Wang, don't stop! Keep scoring goals! Keep going! Let's try to get these two idiots fired in this game!"

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The room where the Scouse players gathered was silent. Some of them were sitting or standing. Some held their heads with their hands, some covered their mouths with their hands, and some just stared at the TV in amazement.

If someone broke in at this time, they would definitely mistakenly think they had entered a wax museum.

When Tyne scored the first two goals, the Scouse players in the room were still talking and laughing, and even joking with their teammates.

A mentality of standing by and watching the show.

But when Wang Lie completed a hat trick in six minutes, everyone was stunned.

Many of them thought of what Chi Zhen had just said.

This time, they didn't think Chi Zhen was joking...

Perhaps to ease the atmosphere, forward Delmora, who was doomed to lose the bet, made a joke: "Well, at least it shows that Wang's hatred for us is far less than his hatred for Helden..."

After he finished speaking, no one in the room laughed.

Chi Zhen didn't know that his teammates were thinking about what he had just said. He was looking at Wang Lie on the TV screen, but was thinking about something else.

On the last national team match day, after Wang Ge returned to the national team, he talked to him alone and said that the competition between them should be expressed through football.

Since then, Brother Wang has scored a total of thirteen goals...

It's really eye-opening!

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Arthur Eloun was playing with his daughter in the backyard of his home, while his wife was watching the happy scene with a smile on her face.

Because of an injury, her husband was not included in the Madrid FC match squad for this weekend's league game, so he was able to stay at home with her and her daughter.

Being injured is not a happy thing, but the warmth of family can heal the anxiety caused by the injury. When he was first injured, Arthur was worried that it would affect the team's Champions League semi-finals, and he looked very depressed.

Now, with the company of himself and his daughter, a smile appeared on his face again.

I am also full of confidence in the future.

Everything is slowly getting better...

At this moment, the wife noticed that her husband took out his mobile phone and took a look at it. The smile on his face froze, and then he looked at her.

His wife stood up from her chair and went to meet him: "What's wrong?"

"Would you please accompany Elsa?"

"No problem." The wife nodded first, then asked, "What's the matter?"

Arthur pointed at his phone and said, "Wang completed a hat trick in six minutes. I want to watch the live broadcast..."

The wife was stunned and thought she had heard it wrong.

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Arthur simply handed the phone to her and she took it and looked at it.

A new message appeared on the phone screen:

"Conor Cowley: 'The greatest start in Premier League history!' Wang scored three goals in six minutes, the third fastest hat trick in Premier League history, the oldest hat trick in Premier League history... Tyne leads Sofia United 3-0 at home!"

Upon seeing this message, the wife’s reaction was very real: “Huh?”

But she was not surprised for long, and quickly said to her husband: "You go and see, I will stay with Elsa."

After seeing this message, she could understand why her husband suddenly wanted to watch the live game.

Wang Lie's performance was so impressive, of course I had to go and see for myself what was going on...

After his wife agreed, Arthur turned and went into the house, forgetting even to tell his daughter.

Elsa looked at her father's back as he left and asked her mother curiously, "What happened to Dad?"

"Dad has something to do, Mom, come and play with Elsa." The wife picked up her daughter, smiled and kissed her soft face.

The daughter turned her head to look in the direction where her father disappeared and asked, "Did Dad go to train again? Wasn't he injured?"

The wife shook her head: "No, Dad didn't go to training."

"So what is he going to do?"

Seeing that her daughter was determined to get to the bottom of the matter, the wife had to answer her seriously: "Dad, there is an opponent he has always wanted to defeat, and he wants to go watch that old opponent's game."

My daughter asked, "Is that the uncle from Brazil?"

The wife was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "It's not Ronil, it's the other one."

The daughter was even more puzzled: "Who else could it be except Uncle Brazil?"

The wife stroked her four-year-old daughter's face and said, "A Chinese uncle."

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The cameraman carrying a camera followed Ronil Nascimento all the time, and the close-up shots showed the Brazilian's smiling face.

"Ronier scored twice and had an assist in this game, creating three goals by himself, helping Atletico Barcelona beat Real Sebastian at home. Now they are only two points away from the league leader FC Madrid!"

Ronnell walked towards the player tunnel with a smile on his face, and he high-fived every teammate, coach, and home staff member he passed by.

This game is very important for Athletic Barcelona.

Although Madrid FC has not played this round of the league yet, there are still three rounds left in the league. Narrowing the gap between the team and the top Madrid FC to two points can be regarded as retaining the team's hope of competing for the championship.

Ronnie once again became the team's key man.

With his old rival Arthur Elorne injured, Ronil certainly had to try his best to perform.

The competition between him and Arthur for personal honors and dominance in football is all-round.

Although Madrid FC is now ahead of Athletic Barcelona in the league standings, if he can lead the team to a comeback, he will not only be able to defeat Arthur head-on, but also gain more impression points.

These impression points are very crucial for the evaluation of the Ballon d'Or and the World Footballer of the Year.

This is the so-called "popularity among the public". If the impression left in the public's mind is always "turning the tide", "single-handedly leading the team to victory", "good at scoring goals", "key man"... then when judging the awards, you will definitely get more favor from the judges.

Ronil walked into the locker room happily, then picked up his mobile phone to see what news he had missed in the two hours of the game.

Then he saw the latest news:
"'China Wang' was on fire, scoring an amazing hat trick in six minutes, and Tyne led Sofia United by three goals at home!"

Ronil's eyes widened.

The joy of scoring two goals and getting an assist in the game just now, and creating three goals alone, almost disappeared the moment I saw the content of this message:
I played the entire game and only scored two goals, and now you tell me this old guy scored three goals in less than ten minutes?!

Then what the hell should I be happy about?!

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After missing two goals due to a stuck live broadcast signal, Xiao Cheng preventively turned off the live broadcast in order to no longer be disgusted by the shameless British infrastructure.

As long as I don’t watch it, this rubbish live broadcast can’t hurt me!
He even forced himself not to watch the live text broadcast. At least he wouldn't be tormented by being able to see the progress of the game but not the actual game footage.

But he forgot that he still had WeChat, and he joined the WeChat group of Wang Lie’s fans…

Not long after he turned off the live video, his phone suddenly started vibrating continuously, and WeChat group messages lined up in the notification area at the top of the phone.

Xiao Cheng didn't even need to click in to see the content of the new messages.

Because each one is extremely simple:
"Holy shit!?"

"Hold!!"

"!!!"

"Brilliant!"

"Brother Wang is awesome!!"

“Brother Wang——!!”

"Hahahaha!"

"hat trick!!!"

Xiao Cheng's eyes widened when he saw the news.

He now regretted turning off the live video broadcast in a fit of anger - what if it didn't get stuck this time?
Logically speaking, after the live broadcast has just been stuck and restarted, it shouldn’t get stuck again in such a short time, right?

But who could have thought that Wang Ge would score three goals in such a short time? !

Xiao Cheng wanted to vomit blood.

He was very upset because he missed the opening because of the train delay caused by the strike.

He wanted to watch the live broadcast on his phone, but because of the poor mobile signal in the UK, he missed three of Wang Ge’s goals!
Three!
Brother Wang has only scored three goals at most in the entire game this season!
Who knows if he missed all of Wang Ge's goals in this game? !

Recalling the last time he skipped classes and went from London to Manchester just to see Brother Wang for the last time at SofaSport, but ended up missing him at the training ground, he went to the Red Stone Stadium and happened to see the SofaSports club officials taking down Brother Wang's giant poster... When he arrived, only two feet of the huge poster were left.

He couldn't help but feel sad.

Am I destined not to be with Brother Wang this year?

Thinking of this, Xiao Cheng didn't even click into the group to celebrate Brother Wang's hat trick with everyone.

He locked his phone and placed it on the table.

But he quickly picked it up again and put it in his pocket.

He wasn't worried about his phone being stolen on a British train. He was worried about seeing the latest news from that stadium again...

That would make him feel lost and lonely, as if the whole world was partying but he was the only one left.

Sitting on this outdated British high-speed train, he seemed to be really abandoned by the world...

The phone in his pocket kept vibrating. One could imagine how excited everyone in the group was at that moment, but Xiao Cheng just held the phone tightly in his hand and did not take it out to take a look.

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After scoring the goal, Wang Lie finally did not rush into the goal, picked up the football, turned around and ran towards the center circle.

But he still didn't celebrate.

After dribbling past the goalkeeper and completing the shot, his body was still running forward by inertia, but he kept turning his head to watch the football.

Only after he saw the football really go into the goal did he look away. His inertia gradually weakened and his pace slowly slowed down.

Then he turned and walked towards the center circle somewhat listlessly.

In front of him were the ecstatic Tyne teammates.

The joy on their faces was completely unconcealed, forming a sharp contrast with the calmness on Wang Lie's face.

Although Wang Lie made it clear that he did not want to celebrate after scoring a goal against his former club, his teammates really couldn't help it this time.

They rushed up and hugged Wang Lie, forcing him to join in the celebration.

They were so excited that they even lost their composure and forced Wang Lie to celebrate because of Wang Lie's hat trick, which seemed to have helped them win the game 80 minutes in advance...

Their arrogant and somewhat fantastic idea seemed to be really becoming a reality!

Everyone who saw these three goals may have their own thoughts at this moment, but the Tyne players on the field were very simple, just pure excitement and excitement!
When Stanley Harris saw Wang Lie being hugged to and fro in the crowd, staggering like a small boat in the wind and waves, he was standing in the center circle - during Tyne's attack just now, he tried his best to return to defense but only had time to run to the center circle.

In fact, he could have run a few more meters forward, because when he saw Wang Lie facing goalkeeper Doge directly, he stopped and did not return to defense.

He had seen the ending in advance.

Before the game, he was full of fighting spirit and wanted to compete with Wang Lie in this game.

This was to prove to Wang Lie that after he left, he continued to work hard and did not slack off - regardless of whether Wang Lie was still in the team or not, he always held himself to Wang Lie's standards.

As a result, only ten minutes into the game, he realized that this was not the right stage for him and Wang Lie to compete.

Perhaps from the very beginning, Wang Lie was the only one on the stage.

And he didn't even have the qualifications to go on stage...

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"Thirty-eight years and eighty-one days! Wang Lie broke his own record as the oldest player to score a hat trick in the Premier League! It's unbelievable!"

Watching the replay of Wang Lie's goal on the live broadcast, Luo Jin exclaimed in admiration.

Wang Lie also performed a hat trick. In fact, his emotions were slightly calmer than more than two months ago. At that time, he yelled to the point that his brain was almost deprived of oxygen...

This is certainly not because Wang Lie’s hat trick this time was not exciting enough, but because the last time was Wang Lie’s Jedi counterattack after he was almost trampled into the mud by reality. It was an outburst that he had never dared to imagine before.

This hat trick had actually been prepared for a long time. After all, Wang Lie had been performing very well for the past two months. After that hat trick, and before the hat trick in this game, Wang Lie had already scored 14 goals.

In addition to scoring goals continuously, Wang Lie's performance has also improved in all aspects. His speed, strength, physical fitness, and various statistics are better than before.

Under such circumstances, it seemed natural for him to perform a hat trick again.

But this does not mean that Luo Jin is not excited. He is also very excited, but he feels calm and secure at the same time. He does not have to worry that the outstanding performance of Wang Lie he is seeing now is just some kind of "last glimmer of light". He believes that Wang Lie's performance can be maintained for quite a long time.

So he no longer used endless parallel sentences and rhetorical questions to vent his emotions.

Just at this moment, the TV finished playing the slow-motion footage of Wang Lie's goal, and then cut to the podium.

Appearing in close-up are Jonathan Hall, general manager of Sofia United, and John Buckle, owner and chairman of the club.

There are other people from the management of Sofia United Club, but these two are the ones in the center of the camera.

They all had black faces.

Especially club owner John Buckle.

His expression was even gloomier than the sky over Leather Park at that moment.

Frowning, eyes narrowing, mouth corners drooping...

Seeing this scene, Luo Jin laughed: "Mr. Baker, the chairman of the Sofia United Club and also their boss, looks very unhappy... I think he is very capable to be able to sit here and watch the game instead of just getting up and leaving. Otherwise, he must be a millionaire. This kind of patience is extraordinary!"

He was poking fun at the club's owner and didn't have to worry about being disliked by Sofia fans back home.

Because these people are even more dissatisfied with Baker...

Since being acquired by this American businessman, Sofolian's days have been getting worse and worse.

In the early years, relying on the residual power of the "seven-time champion", Sofia United was still a top giant in English football. Now, after missing out on the Champions League for three consecutive seasons - and possibly four consecutive seasons - this top giant is gradually becoming a joke in his hands.

And the seven-time championship has nothing to do with him - he bought the club after Sofia United won seven titles.

If this is a stock market investment, then Buckle bought it at the highest point...

Then Luo Jin did not let go of Jonathan Hall, the club's general manager next to Buckle. After all, he was one of the two "culprits" directly named by Wang Lie in the open letter who caused him to leave Sofo United:

"I wonder what Mr. Hall was thinking when he saw this? Was he thinking about how to explain to his boss after the game? Ha! This is not easy to explain. But it doesn't matter, he still has 80 minutes to think of a reason!"

Guest commentator Zhao Chuanfeng added: "How can it take that long? He might have to explain himself to the boss during the halftime break."

Both of them laughed happily.

At the same time, countless Chinese fans were laughing in front of their televisions in thousands of households across China.

(End of this chapter)