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The security guard's surprise does not need to be doubted at all.

In China, unless you live in a mountain of 100,000, you don’t have cable TV at home, or you have a lack of IQ, otherwise you will not know Liu Hao, let alone the security guard belongs to Tianhe?

Don't catch it.

This is the thought after confusion.

In full view of everyone, the security guard finally lifted Liu Hao up...

Burning incense at the training ground has never happened in the domestic professional league for more than 20 years.

Praying is not illegal, but burning incense is different. Is this a terrifying action?

Anyway, Liu Hao was arrested at that moment.

"Liu Hao's behavior..." Outside the camera, Huang Jianxiang was also surprised. Everyone wanted the Chinese team to win, but it was too unreasonable to cast spells like Liu Hao?

"Liu Hao, this child, must have never burned incense when he was a child, because children who have burned incense will not play with fire again, otherwise they will wet the bed. When my parents were young, they treated me like this. After burning it for a while, they would never dare to play with fire again. Similarly, they would not dare to grab things with their hands and eat..."

Huang Jianxiang didn't say this casually. He seemed like that when he was a child.

"I hope everything will be as he wishes...but the score is still a draw!"

The security guard politely invited Liu Hao to the side, and then helped him walk into the passage with his back. After all, no one wants to offend Liu Hao's identity, nor will he offend him. Maybe they want to let Liu Hao go directly!

At this time, Liu Hao was also surprised.

Although he has entered his professional football career, he has only a handful of them to stay in the stands and watch professional football at least ten times. He has never watched it before except for watching his teammates play football in the stands.

The only football match I can watch was to watch Beijing Guoan in Beijing fifteen years ago, but he refused the ticket for ten yuan per ticket at that time, which was too expensive!

After all, in 2000 and 2001, you could drink ten bottles of Yanjing beer for ten yuan. You could get a few dollars off when you returned the beer bottle, and you could get two people drunk...

So when he burned incense, he did not notice anything illegal in his mind, it was entirely out of his own feelings...

All this cannot be saved. In front of thousands of Chinese fans.

"Why catch me!" He protested, his loud voice did not attract the attention of the audience next to him, only the security guard frowned and looked at him.

To be honest, the security guard also wants the Chinese team to win, but he has no choice.

"You can't burn incense!" He seemed to be more anxious than Liu Hao.

At this time, as long as it is a Chinese, maybe they want the Chinese team to score the goal as soon as possible.

At this moment, the Chinese team launched another offensive craze.

It's still the same Zheng Long.

After Zheng Long took the ball, he rushed left and right, and missed three midfielders and broke into the penalty area...

It was about to pass the last central defender, but this guy fell down!

Chinese fans have at least twice as much awareness as Chinese players, and they started to yell at the first time.

"This is a penalty! Absolute penalty!"

Even the security guard next to Liu Hao said this, he had forgotten Liu Hao who was holding in his hands.

"Punishment!" he shouted again.

"Beep..." The whistle sounded, and the referee raised his hand.

"Damn it!"

"Take your mother!"

"This is not a penalty kick?"

Angry, at this moment, both Liu Hao and the security guard had the same expression on his face.

"Zheng Long's feet were obviously tripped, but this guy was shameless and didn't blew a penalty kick!"

Yes, the referee did not award a penalty!

The Chinese team was hacked again, at least in the hearts of the Chinese people!

There was no penalty kick and the game continued. At this moment, the referee expressed his point of view nakedly. Even at home, he would not take care of the Chinese team!

This is really surprising.

"I don't know if this is a match between the Chinese team?" The security guard subconsciously started chatting with Liu Hao.

"This evil pen may have never thought about this problem..."

when--

The ball hit the post heavily, and Gao Lin's shot from the left side of the small penalty area flew towards the goal like lightning. At that time, the Iraqi goalkeeper had already given up his resistance.

However, the ball was disobedient and hit the post.

The Chinese team has no luck at all.

It seems that today is their day of worship.

"Unfortunate!" Liu Hao howled.

"Super pen!" The security guard was much more relaxed than Liu Hao. At least he could say anything.

It's a very unlucky thing to hit the post at home.

The audience also exclaimed.

At this moment, the gate post of Tianhe seemed to be the gate post of the enemy...

At this moment, the two seemed to have found common ground in harmony. The security guard leaned against the wall and stared at the stadium intently. They completely forgot Liu Hao.

Liu Hao also focused on the stadium and wanted to play on his own.

"I will definitely enter, a matter of time! Otherwise, the guillotine will serve you!" Liu Hao comforted. At this time, regardless of the players or fans, they were all for the Chinese team.

But when he said this, the security guard suddenly stood up.

He held the three incense sticks he had just stepped on, and then walked straight towards the entrance of the passage.

Then, he bypassed the Chinese team's bench and coach's seat...

Then, he walked near the bottom line and did not stop, but walked behind the goal.

He is the security guard, and it is impossible for anyone else to stop him.

As a result, he squatted down and inserted three unburned incense into the sod behind the goal...

"Oh! Oh! Oh! The security guard inserted the incense behind the door!" Huang Jianxiang's mouth opened in a 0-shaped shape and shouted excitedly. He was no exception. Superstition was nothing to him!

At this moment, Gao Lin jumped high in front of the small penalty area, jumped high and then grabbed the header!

Dong!

The ball was hit hard by his head!

With a whoosh, he rushed into the Iraq goal!

"Come in!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Huang Jianxiang became very fast. He was still focusing on the security guard just now, but he called out in a flash.

Of course, the sky and the earth are shaking, like a magnitude 10 earthquake. This goal came too timely, and Chinese fans have waited for too long, too long.

At this time, the referee of Bangzi finally did not extend his extra hand and finally pointed to the center circle arc!

"Bangzi finally didn't call a foul! This ball really went in, it went in!" Huang Jianxiang danced with his hands and feet, and almost shook his chin out of excitement.

"Thanks to the security guard, thanks to Liu Hao, three incense sticks saved the Chinese team, three incense sticks allow us to continue moving forward in the World Cup!" At this moment, Huang Jianxiang couldn't care about so much. He just improvised everything and dared to say anything. He attributed the credit to the role of burning incense...

"Long live China! Long live!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!