The game is over.

The entire Elmolinon Stadium is now a sea of ​​cheering.

The players of Sporting Gijon Team B stand on the court.

They were all exhausted.

Li Ang’s tactics require players to run very actively, which consumes a lot of physical strength.

In the whole game, these young men were fighting hard, and everyone was doing their best in this game.

My childhood dream, wearing a red and white shirt, fought in Elmolinon!

Just like their predecessors, who can resist in the past twenty years?!

This is a dream!

In this game, the head coach blocked their future and dignity and won them such a stage to prove themselves. This is a battle!

Now, the drums of the battle stop!

Overlook the battlefield!

The players looked up and looked at the scoreboard of the court!

Five to zero!

5:0!

The red score is so dazzling, stimulating everyone's blood and their adrenal glands!

Ahhhhhhhh!

We won!

We did it!

Five to zero!

We beat our opponents!

That arrogant opponent, the opponent who despises and despises us!

Now, their bodies, their glory!

Just lie at our feet!

Javier Blanco knelt on the ground, and he cried with joy.

Goalkeeper Pasquiel wore gloves in both hands and shook his arms with force!

He just wants to yell now, shout, Grandpa, I did it!

I play football at Elmolinon!

I protect the goal for the team!

I'm a clean opponent!

Abares and Diaz stood there, looking at the scoreboard, still a little unbelievable!

Facing an opponent who is more than a dozen of them higher than us, we slaughtered our opponents five to zero?!

This is what we did?!

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"Yes, this is what you did. You did it!"

A voice rang beside them.

Li Ang came over and patted the two disciples on the shoulders, "Good!"

Abares and Diaz fisted hard, yelled, and then looked at their coach with admiration.

Li Ang walked on the court like this. He hugged his players one by one, patted their shoulders, comforted them, and praised them!

Win!

Still defeating the opponent in a big score!

But he, the head coach, had to come up to comfort his players. Such a head coach might be the only one.

However, Li Ang expressed his understanding and understanding these players. One team ranked at the bottom of the league, and criticized the other team around these young men. Even some fans did not respect them and looked down on them!

These young men are under a lot of pressure, and their self-confidence has been greatly affected.

Now, in this game, they have accomplished a feat, the team ranked third from the bottom, and ranked sixth, and the team ranked first for the first time won five to zero!

Such a victory can be said to be a miracle!

The players will do their best during the game, but their minds will not be tempted or affected.

Now that the game is over, these young men are inevitably excited and confused when they see the score and the feats they have done.

In the stands, there was thunderous applause.

The game was over and the fans did not leave.

They watched the Chinese head coach comforting the players, encouraging the players, and embracing them one by one!

These fans were also mixed with excitement and emotion.

They knew about the media’s reports and also knew what was going on in this game and the bet that was hyped by the media.

Thinking of their lack of respect and love for these children, these native Gijon children, it was still the Chinese who came out to protect these players and led the children to grit their teeth and stand up from the trough, and achieved such a great victory.

These fans felt ashamed and respectful, and the blood in their chests was also burning.

"Come here!"

Li Ang summoned all the players and coaches, and everyone held hands, ran, made a gliding shape, and rushed to the stands!

This is a celebration of victory!

Then, everyone, led by their coach, applauded together and thanked the fans on the scene!

All the fans stood up, they stood up and applauded, and the applause rang out like thunderous.

“Good!”

"You guys are the best!"

"Chinese, we love you!"

“Beautiful job!”

Sporting Gijon fans cheered and shouted loudly.

Li Ang, with such a game, began his journey to conquer the city!

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In the VIP box in the stands, club chairman Manuel Alango stood up and gave him his applause.

Mr. Chairman had something to do today and did not come to watch the game as soon as possible. He came to the stadium only in the second half of the game.

When he saw the score on the field, the chairman almost slipped, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

At this moment, the whole game is over, and the five-to-zero score has been frozen.

Old Alango's face was flushed with excitement.

Such a great victory made him very excited!

Such a big victory has not been seen in Sporting Gijon for a long time!

At the same time, he was proud and proud of his choice!

He gave this Chinese a chance on a whim. Now, this Chinese has rewarded him with such outstanding results.

At this time, the club's general manager, Mr. Eloyd, came over and wanted to speak but stopped.

"Is there anything?" Old Alango asked strangely.

"I just received a call from Mr. Rashidria." Eroyd said carefully. He knew that at this happy moment, he should not mention the first team matters to disappoint him, but with the responsibility, he had to bite the bullet and say it.

"What's wrong with him?" Old Alango frowned. His tolerance for first-team head coach Rashidria had reached a limit. Especially when he saw the crazy victory that Li Ang, the head coach of the B team, who had a lot of eyes, led the team to win, and then he heard the name of the head coach who led the first-team team to lose repeatedly. After this comparison, he felt even more bored.

What a good mood, it was disturbed!

"Mr. Rashidria said he hopes to introduce another excellent attacker before the end of the transfer market to alleviate the weak attack of the first team!" Eroyd said.

"He still has the face to ask for people?" Old Alango broke out. "Why is he so embarrassed to ask for people? Is the configuration of the first team not good enough in the league?"

Eroyd didn't say anything. To be honest, although Sporting Gijon's first-team configuration cannot be said to be top in the Spanish Second Division, it can definitely be ranked in the top six. Now the team is playing so badly, it is really impossible to find the reason from the player configuration.

So, who is the reason?!

It's obvious.

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"Tell Rashidria!" Old Alango stood up, "No one! The team will not spend another euro in the transfer market!"
To be continued...