Swing your hands, lift your feet, and shoot hard and long-range shots!!

The football flew over Kana's head, and he rushed up and rushed into the air.

The football jumped high and flew directly to the goal.

"Shot so far? Too blind!" French commentator criticized.

Letizi saw Chu Zhongtian shoot, and in the blink of an eye, the football appeared above him! It was impossible for him to retreat, so he could only jump up and reach out to see if he could pounce on the football.

"Lettizi's ball..."

Paris Saint-Germain's goalkeeper jumped high in the back but did not touch the football!

The football passed through his hand and fell straight to the back corner of the goal!

※※※"Oh God..."

The old man in front of the TV leaned forward, clenched his fists, his eyes widened, staring at the screen. He murmured.

The daughter beside him also became nervous.

※※※"I didn't jump!" He Ping shouted.

Letizi did not touch the football, and the football fell to the back corner of the goal. All the Chinese fans watching the game broadcast saw this scene. Their hearts seemed to stop beating, and they were both nervous and looking forward to the results that would appear immediately.

※※Everyone at the San Furian Stadium could see the football flew down after passing Paris Saint-Germain goalkeeper Letizi, then hit the back post and bounced into the goal!

※※※"Ah beautiful—!Beautiful! 3:2!Beautiful!!!" He Ping was so excited that he didn't know what to say, he only knew to repeat this word. "So beautiful!!"

"What is this... What is this? After Letizi's hand... the ball was scored! The ball was scored!!" The French commentator of canal screamed suddenly. "The ball was scored!! In the 73rd minute, Metz team took the lead again! The person who scored the goal was... Chu!!"

※※※ Perhaps Chu Zhongtian's long shot, which was 35 meters long, was a bit too sudden. After the football entered the Holy Mountain Forian Stadium, it was quiet for a while before a huge cheer suddenly burst out.

"Long live!!! Long live!!!" the fans jumped from their positions and shouted with their arms outstretched.

"Beautiful! Beautiful!" Wang Hao and Lin Beiyao were also in the crowd. They were cheering and excited around them. The whole stand seemed to be experiencing a small earthquake - constantly trembling!

"That's so fucking beautiful, haha! Fuck your mother's Parisian!!!" Belmont raised his middle finger and cursed ignorantly. There were many people around him who were swearing their opponents like him.

※※※ After shooting, Chu Zhongtian stopped. He did not continue to run when the team attacked for the first time. He looked up at the football in the air, and his eyes and heart flew towards the goal.

He saw the football jump high, avoiding the goalkeeper Letizi who was rising into the air, and then flew towards the back post. At this time, he was not sure whether his long-range shot would enter, because the football could also fly directly out of the back post.

But then the football fell into the goal, and his heart fell back... After the goal, Chu Zhongtian burst into his mind and then knew nothing. After he woke up, he found that he was running wildly, with his goal being - the coach's seat!

After seeing Chu Zhongtian scored from a long shot, coach Jean Fernandez rushed out of the coach's seat, first hugging with assistant coach David Carre, and then hugging and high-five with Francesco de Tadio, a coach who specializes in training Chu Zhongtian. The bench beside him had already been in full swing.

When he had just separated from Tadio, he turned around and saw Chu Zhongtian rushing towards him.

He was hugged by Chu Zhongtian who rushed over!

He even groaned with a muffled groan when he was hit.

This kid was so hard... The other players followed Chu Zhongtian and rushed up in a swarm, then pounced on the two people, surrounding them!

Ribery jumped on Chu Zhongtian's back, then kept waving his arms to the stands and roaring loudly.

In response, even louder cheers rang out from the stands.

※※※"Mess led again in the 73rd minute! They once again grasped their destiny in the relegation battle!" He Ping calmed down and started to understand the work again, "The person who brought them this lead is our Chinese player Chu Zhongtian!! This is his second goal in the Ligue 1 this season. Although he didn't score many goals, the ball was exciting! Chu Zhongtian deserves to be the key to Mess!"

"The relegation team Metz burst out with huge energy, and they actually led the Paris God German again! This is a festival for Metz fans! Chu's long shot is amazing!"

Old man Legov jumped up from the sofa, then rushed to the TV and shouted at Chu Zhongtian who was running towards the coaching seat: "Champagne is yours, boy! You are the best in this game!!"

Then he turned around and laughed at his worried daughter: "Don't worry, no problem, no problem! I have never felt so good this year as tonight! Ah hahaha! Long live the crimson red!!" He straightened his body again, raising his arms and shouted.

It seems that there is no problem with the body at all.

"Football is the lubricant for my body, hehe!" After shouting, the old man said to his daughter with unfulfilled satisfaction.

Also in front of the TV, but in Chengdu, Sichuan, China, thousands of miles away, Chu Zuosheng jumped up on the spot, and his wife stood up and applauded and laughed vigorously.

"Good! Good! My son is good!" Chu Zuosheng shouted, not afraid of disturbing his wife this time.

His son scored the goal, and it was such a critical goal that it is likely to decide whether Messe will play in Class B or Class A next season. He is proud of such an important goal kicked by his son!

My son is born to play football!
Chapter completed!