Chapter 36 Song Wen's plan to harm three virtuous people
Chapter 36: Song Wen plots to harm three sages (Please read on!)
As a striker, all you have to think about is how to score a goal.
But as a midfielder, there are a lot of things to consider.
The goal was wide open, and Song Wen only needed to kick the ball into Fulham's goal with a light kick.
But when he saw the Fulham defender rushing towards him like Bolt, a new idea came to his mind.
One goal was not enough to change the outcome.
After Fulham adapted to their own playing time, they found it difficult to find such a good scoring opportunity even with their iron defense.
The Fulham defender behind him had already galloped over, and when he saw Song Wen raising his foot, he rushed out like a roc spreading its wings!
Song Wen stared at the opponent's white and tender little hand with his left eye, glanced at the referee's position with his right eye, and then he split his eyes, raised his jade feet and shot!
If you want to win, you need to be careful, brave, have a clear eye, and kick the ball hard!
Zhan Jun looked at the defender who had already pounced on him and couldn't help but shout out anxiously!
"Hey! Song Wen! He was too hesitant in this shot! Ouch!! This ball was directly blocked by the Fulham defender with his body!"
"Oh!!!"
The Farmers Stadium erupted in excited cheers!
After enduring for seventy minutes, the comments in the live broadcast room can finally start to flow freely!
【Hahaha! The empty goal can’t be scored! 】
[If you let my great-grandmother stand there, she can still score the goal! ]
[Doesn't this ball need to be adjusted? ]
[As we all know, Ipswich is the tractor boy and Fulham is the farmer. How can a tractor driver beat a farmer?]
[I am dying of laughter. Sure enough, he showed up as soon as he returned to the UK. 】
[It was the Chinese national football team that gave Song Ze the confidence! ]
[McCarthy: The Chinese national football team plays me?! ]
The fans were still mocking, but at this time the Ipswich players had already raised their hands to protest!
"Handball! Handball!"
The referee's whistle sounded almost at the same time!
The referee's position was not far behind Song Wen.
The referee saw the ball clearly. He walked forward without hesitation and directly took out a red card towards the Fulham defender!
Looking at the bright red card, the defenders were stunned.
I swear to God, he really had no intention of committing handball.
Even when he was flying towards the goal, he deliberately wanted to retract his hand, but because he was flying too low and landing too fast, the landing gear was not able to be fully retracted in time.
Obviously, he did not block the goal completely, and obviously his hands were only as big as a palm, but the ball seemed to have eyes and it kicked straight up!
"I've stopped, it was totally unintentional!"
The defender wanted to step forward and argue with the referee, but the referee simply blew the whistle and took two steps back, signaling the other party to leave the field immediately!
At this time, Fulham's players had already gathered around. When Cairney passed by Song Wen, he only heard Song Wen muttering to himself:
"Ah, did the ball hit your hand? It seemed to be your arm..."
Cairney was stunned for a moment, then strode towards the referee!
"This is a misjudgment! The ball didn't even touch the hand! The kid said it was the arm that touched it!"
After he said that, he turned around and glanced at Song Wen.
Song Wen had a guilty look on his face and said nothing.
"Look at him! He knows everything! There was no foul on this ball!"
Cairney questioned the referee's authority in front of him, which soon aroused the referee's dissatisfaction.
"Go back to your position. My eyes are the ruler."
Hearing the referee's words, Kearney laughed out of anger. In excitement, he turned around and pulled Song Wen over.
"Hey! Tell the referee what you just said again. You also saw that the ball only hit his arm, didn't you?"
Song Wen's face changed, and he said seriously:
"When did I say that? That ball was clearly a handball. I saw it very clearly, and the referee saw it very clearly too. Why did you question the referee?"
As soon as Song Wen finished speaking, Kearney was stunned where he was.
After a short downtime, he finally realized that this seemingly innocent young man was actually very dark inside! He had been fooled by this kid again!
Kearney was so angry that he couldn't help but swear at Song Wen and even made some hand gestures!
"Fuck u! You despicable guy! You shouldn't be on the football field, you should go to the theater! You lowly bastard!"
After Kearney vented his uncontrollable anger, he noticed that the despicable man had a curled up corner of his mouth.
"Beep beep beep!"
He turned around and the referee had already put a red card on his forehead!
"Oh!!!"
Two red cards were shown in succession, causing the fans at Fulham Stadium to riot instantly.
The Fulham coach was so anxious when he saw the good situation suddenly turn into this that he jumped back and forth and cursed on the sidelines.
The boos from the home fans had already annoyed the referee, and when he saw the foul-mouthed coach on the sidelines, he walked up without hesitation and gave the referee another red card! !
"boom!!"
Craven Cottage Stadium was in complete turmoil!
One minute, three red cards!
A defender, a core midfielder and even the coach of Fulham Club were sent off one after another!
Such an exciting plot naturally aroused the anger of Fulham fans!
The central figure of the fans' anger, in addition to the referee who treated the red card as a playing card, Song Wen was also implicated.
After all, this outrageous shot came from Song Wen, and everyone also saw clearly the conflict between Cairney and Song Wen later.
[The black fan value (Fulham) has reached 100,000, and the ability is obtained - Farmer. ]
[Farmer: You will exude the unique charm of a farmer, and the black players will admire you. ]
Song Wen was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked at McGoldrick.
Their eyes collided in the air.
Big Black had a ostentatious smile on his face and gave himself a thumbs up.
On the other hand, domestic netizens are in trouble.
In the last second, netizens were still celebrating Song Wen’s disgraceful performance, and in the next second, three red cards left the home team Fulham, which they supported, with three players missing.
[No? Three red cards?]
[Fuck? What kind of plot is this? ]
【The referee bought it? 】
[Three red cards and a penalty for one ball? ]
[Damn, Ipswich won't really be able to turn the tables, right? ]
[It’s not that this kid can’t even hold back his smile. ]
[Why do I suspect that the tumor was sent intentionally? ]
[Good, good, good, a good plan to harm three sages! ]
At this time, Zhan Jun was frowning as he watched the playback footage and said:
"This ball was indeed a handball, and there is no problem with the referee's decision."
But Fan Zhiyi fell silent.
He knew that Song Wen's strongest point was his delicate footwork, and McGoldrick's pass was not bad either. With Song Wen's ability, it didn't make sense for him to take so long to adjust in front of the goal before shooting.
A bold idea suddenly came to his mind.
But because it was so bold, he didn't dare to think about it.
What can I say is the overall situation?
This is called looking at the overall situation!
(End of this chapter)