"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooool!"

"Di Natale! Di Natale! Second!"

"It's incredible! Sporting Gijon's start is fantastic!"

"In the 19th minute of the game, Gijon leads Real Madrid with two goals!"

"Guti made a mistake in passing the ball in the frontcourt, and the Gijon people made a quick counterattack! Real Madrid's defense was beaten to a pulp!"

"No one expected the score. Real Madrid is like a classic car that is still warming up after starting the engine. It has been circled twice by its opponents before it starts!"

The commentators were all excited and told all this with their excited words.

In the Real Madrid coaching bench, Rosenborg threw his hands angrily. This loss of the ball made him very angry.

On the other side, Sporting Gijon's counterattack reached Di Natale's side. When Di Natale stopped the ball beautifully and turned around, he successfully blocked Samuel behind him.

Others around him stood up from their seats and raised their arms in anticipation of cheers.

Then when the goal appeared, Li Ang immediately rushed out of the coaching bench. He stood on the sidelines, raising his arms high, looking arrogant, wild and flamboyant!

Behind him was the boiling El Molinon Stadium, with 30,000 fans shouting wildly, and the ground seemed to be shaking.

Li Ang raised two fingers, a gesture that is extremely familiar to Real Madrid people. It once appeared at the Bernabeu, and a scene that has been hated by countless Real Madrid people has appeared again.

For Li Ang, any opportunity to defeat Real Madrid or even humiliate Real Madrid will make him inexplicably excited!

PS: I spent a whole day typing on my mobile phone, and it took me almost seven or eight hours to type out this chapter. The doctor will start working tomorrow, and I don’t know the specific surgery schedule, so for tomorrow’s update, Xiaoqi can only say that I will try my best. I hope so.

Everyone understands. Thank you, friends.
Chapter completed!