You are my wife, don't doubt it!

"Yes, because Sun Xiang himself is not very tall, so when competing with the opponent, he is very passive, because when defending, his movement is very passive... This ball is indeed very dangerous."

"Fortunately, he held it in the right position."

"Correct."

"It's too straight."

As the two commentators chattered away, the Neon team was about to take another corner kick.

"Japan takes a corner kick."

"Danger! This ball goes in..."

Everyone in the bar, except Xiao Yao and Shen Jie, was in a state of confusion.

Liu Yunfei had just blocked a very dangerous ball, and everyone was just in a stage of relief and celebration, but then the other side took a corner kick and the ball went straight into the goal - from the corner kick to the ball rolling into the goal, it only took one or two seconds, no more than three seconds at most.

Everything happened so fast that even when the commentator said the words "the ball went in", his tone was very confused.

The entire bar was silent for about ten seconds, and then everyone started making negative noises.

This is just like when he was a kid and his father slapped him in the face. He was stunned for seven or eight seconds before he started crying, Xiao Yao thought.

Oh, this is terrible. When she goes back, Shen Jie will definitely blame herself for being Yuan Shao and causing her to lose a lot of money.

However, Xiao Yao insisted that he was right.

If this approach really works, there will be plenty of competitions to come.

He and Shen Jie would soon be able to achieve financial freedom and no longer have to worry about Big Brother B's face.

When I have money, I will buy a house first, Xiao Yao thought. Grandma has suffered for most of her life, and now she is old. Letting her live in a spacious and comfortable house can also be regarded as fulfilling the fourth commandment of God's Ten Commandments: Honor your parents.

"The Japanese team is still using the corner kick tactic," the commentator on TV said dryly amid the angry curses: "Hey, let's see! Uh, Shao Jiayi and several players from the Chinese team indicated that the opponent may have committed handball."

A smile appeared on Xiao Yao's lips - be more confident, don't be impossible, it's just handball.

"Nakamura's left foot..."

"Handball! Handball!" Hairtail was the first to stand up and cursed at the TV.

"Handball! Handball!" Xiao Yao responded immediately, and then everyone stood up and waved their right arms vigorously: "Handball! Handball! Handball! Handball! Handball! Handball!"

"Nakamura's left foot," the commentator's voice was drowned out by the angry shouts: "Everyone, look again, hey! This ball!"

"This ball was hit in by hand," said another commentator.

"It was No. 6 Nakata Koji who scored it with his hand!"

"Handball! Handball! Handball! Handball! Handball! Handball! Handball!"

"I just pushed it in with my hands! It doesn't count!" Ouyang Qianqian screamed.

“Is this a misjudgment?”

"It was a very obvious misjudgment."

"But maybe there were too many people in front of the goal, and neither the referee nor the assistant referee saw the ball."

"Wait a minute!... The referee Sayyid Kamil raised his hand!" the commentator shouted excitedly.

"?" The entire bar fell silent, with countless pairs of eyes staring at the TV screen, watching the referees whispering to each other.

"The referee declared the goal invalid and showed a red card to Japanese player Nakata Koji!" The CCTV commentator shouted excitedly: "The Chinese team also won a penalty kick!"

"What?!" Amidst the overwhelming cheers that seemed to be able to blow the roof of the bar off, two young men were horrified and looked at each other.

Chapter 339: An Undeserved Victory

2023-09-30

"The referee declared the goal invalid and showed a red card to Japanese player Nakata Koji!" The CCTV commentator shouted excitedly: "The Chinese team also won a penalty kick!"

"What?!" Amidst the overwhelming cheers that seemed to be able to blow the roof of the bar off, two young men were horrified and looked at each other.

Brad Friedel once said that penalties are a sure win for a goalkeeper because all the pressure is on the taker and everyone thinks he should score.

It may be biased to say that "all the pressure is on the free throw shooter", because now the pressure is also on Xiao Yao and Shen Jie.

Since they bet not on "Chinese national football team victory" but on the score of "1:3", this means that as long as the Chinese national football team scores, the game will be over for the two little ones.

As we all know, in football, the success rate of penalty kicks is between 80% and 90%.

But in fact, the game is over - because once the wheel of fortune starts turning, the slightest mistake will naturally lead to a huge mistake.

To achieve the original outcome of 1:3, even if it is not absolutely impossible, it is basically something that makes people not very confident.

Not only Xiao Yao, the pure pessimist, but even Shen Jie herself has realized this.

But drowning people always tend to grab the last straw.

It is commonly said that one will not give up until he reaches the Yellow River, and one will not cry until he sees the coffin.

Xiao Yao and Shen Jie's eyes were fixed on the TV screen.

Penalty kicks were introduced into football in 1891 as a punishment for those who attempted to prevent a goal by fouling.

In 1905, a new rule was added that the goalkeeper had to stay on the goal line until the ball was kicked. This deprived the goalkeeper of the freedom to advance six yards - which was the main culprit for the high failure rate of penalty kicks.

In 1929, goalkeepers were prohibited from moving laterally, but this rule was often ignored and was finally repealed in 1997.

According to current football rules, the goalkeeper must stand on the goal line between the goal posts and must not move forward until the ball is hit.

All other players are outside the penalty area, behind the ball and at least 10 yards away from the ball.

Once the shooter is chosen, the goalkeeper and other players must be in position, and once the referee signals, the pressure begins!

Zheng Zhi stood in front of the penalty spot, his eyes focused on Kawaguchi Noriyuki, the goalkeeper of the Neon team.

The atmosphere in the bar was extremely tense, and the audience's heartbeats accelerated rapidly with every moment of tension.

Xiao Yao felt that the palm of his hand was painful from being pinched by Shen Jie.

The rain was pouring down outside the window, as if cheering for this fierce contest.

The referee blew the whistle.

Zheng Zhi took a firm step and put the ball on the penalty spot.

His expression was calm and composed, as if he had transformed all the pressure into firm determination.

Kawaguchi Nohuo stood in front of the goal line with a determined look in his eyes.

He is ready too.

Following the referee's whistle, Zheng Zhi took a calm step and shot the ball steadily towards the lower right corner of the goal.

The ball drew a beautiful parabola on the TV screen - the speed was so fast that it was almost unstoppable.

Kawaguchi dived for the ball.

But the ball had already passed his fingers and went into the net!

The audience in the bar burst into deafening cheers, waving national flags, hugging each other and cheering.

Zheng Zhi's penalty was successful and the Chinese national team took the lead.

In the midst of this sea of ​​hysterical carnival, there were two little ones who were mourning their parents' death, and they could not let others see their sadness.

This is actually not quite accurate, because Xiao Yao’s mentality is actually pretty good.

He even felt a sense of relief.

For example, when the final exam results are announced and you find out that you have failed, you feel a sense of relief.

Out of simple patriotic sentiment, he even felt a little secretly happy.

What if, what if, the change in the outcome of the game was because he bought those football lottery tickets.

Xiao Yao felt that the money was well spent!

He even entered into a fantasy period - if he bet on the Chinese national football team to lose every time it participated in a game, then over time, would the Chinese national football team crush Argentina and Brazil and become a world-class team... ?

I'm a national hero.

It's just a bit expensive.

Speaking of money.

This time, Shen Jie was prevented from showing off and even doing the foolish thing of leveraging, which is a good thing.

First, it saved the entire family from significant economic losses and caused only small (relative) damage.

Secondly, history - uh, or the future, has witnessed one's outstanding foresight, which is also of great help in one's struggle for the initiative between couples and spouses.

In layman's terms, "See, I was right, wasn't I? Thanks to me for stopping you..."

However, it is not appropriate to say this to her now, in case she becomes angry and takes it out on herself.

People with high emotional intelligence should now accompany her gently, comfort her, and not say anything weird.

The girl will naturally understand her own naivety and begin to look up to your wisdom and foresight.

Having made up his mind, Xiao Yao began to pat Shen Jie's right arm.

The latter turned away.

Tsk, what's going on? Xiao Yao thought with some displeasure.

……

If the two of them were watching the game at home, they would have turned off the TV by now, but since it was a group activity, they couldn't find any good reason to leave early...

No one knew what Shen Jie was thinking, but Xiao Yao enjoyed the rest of this "brand new" football game with great relish.

I will not go into details about the specific process of the game. In the end, Li Yi scored another goal in injury time, locking the victory at 3:1.

Yes, that’s right, 3:1.

I didn't buy the score wrong, I just bought it wrong, Xiao Yao thought to himself with self-mockery.

The righteous knight with long flowing hair stepped on the table and said, "Tonight's drinks are on me!!!"

Amid the cheers, Ouyang Qianqian shouted, "You've got it! I'll treat you!"

"None of you can beat me," the bar owner raised his beer glass, "Everyone is free tonight!"

"Then boss, can I have more?" shouted Hairtail.

"Add more!" the bar owner said, "But only draft beer, right?"

"Tsk!" Everyone started to boo, "How stingy!"

Xiao Yao drank a lot during the revelry.

He had not forgotten to send a text message to Yu Luying to apply for a report. After getting approval, he gradually became confused and dazed.

Shen Jie also drank a lot. Xiao Yao knew that others drank to their heart's content, but she drank to drown her sorrows.

"It's not worth it. It's not worth it." Xiao Yao whispered in Shen Jie's ear, but the music in the bar was too loud and Shen Jie couldn't hear it.

Xiao Yao's consciousness began to gradually become blurred, as if it was shrouded by a layer of light mist.

The lights in the bar became soft and flickering, and the laughter and celebrations of the people became distant and hazy.

He felt as if his body became light and the floor beneath his feet became unstable, causing him to stagger.

The boy's thoughts began to wander, his brain seemed unable to focus on any one specific thing.

He looked around randomly, and people's faces became blurred, like abstract paintings.

The rhythm of the music gradually became chaotic and turned into distant noise, and it was no longer possible to distinguish the specific melody.

At the same time, Xiao Yao's expression became blurred and his eyes lost focus, as if he was immersed in a dream world.

He no longer had clear thoughts, but only felt the confusion and relaxation brought by the alcohol.

The people around him seemed to be sharing this illusion with him; their smiles and eyes became blurry and unreal.

"Break out of Asia and go to the world." Xiao Yao heard someone say to him.

"Go to Asia and move towards the world." Xiao Yao repeated with a thick tongue.

"Oh come on ole ole ole ole ..."

"Enough, enough, enough, oh come on, ole ole, enough, enough..."