The thought of those facial expressions in the stands and the thought that this man in front of him is that he hates Sai Passareira … he couldn’t help it anymore.

Boom a rage into his brain and burn his mind to the ground.
What if you want to break through? What’s the best way?
Just knock this annoying bastard out by any means!
Golka raised his arm and then a powerful elbow hit him directly, staring at the football plug Pasere and pulling his forehead …
Bang! Passareira should fall to the ground.
Golka broke through with the ball and then finished the shot with no interference.
The football ran past the unresponsive youth team goalkeeper and rushed into the net.
"hey!" Golka jumped up with his arms raised to celebrate his goal.
Ah ha ha! I scored! I finally scored! Did you see that? That loser root can’t stop me! I am a genius!
He laughed in his heart.
But he heard the harsh whistle of the referee, and he also heard the roar around him.
Then Carlos Campo’s angry face appeared in front of him.
"His mama …" He shouted at Golka.
The loser is jealous … Ha!
Golka proudly thought of.
The referee ran over and pulled Carlos Campo, who was struggling. He looked at Golka with complicated eyes and then flashed his hand … red card!
Golka froze his face and his smile froze.
Red card?
Are you kidding me? I just scored a goal! How did you get a red card?
There was even more talk in the stands, and there was even a hiss.
Golka looked up blankly at the stands. He could still see the expressions of those people. Their faces were very disgusted …
……
Chang Sheng held up his right hand and shook his forefinger at the scene. He told everyone in this way-this genius is really not good!
The youth team coaches and substitute players around him were even more angry. They rushed to the sidelines and growled at Golka, "If you can’t pass, hit someone! Golka, you bastard! "
"coward! You don’t deserve the name’ genius’! "
"See this is a genius! Ha! You are nothing without us! ! Fuck off! We Hertha don’t need you to be such a’ genius’! "
Even the first team didn’t help Golka. They were all silent.
Juan Lopez shook his head.
Golka’s psychological quality is so poor that he exposed too many problems in this game … every one is fatal. He may be a top player in the youth team, but he will be eliminated in the highly competitive professional league …
It’s a pity that Golka can help him. Now it’s wishful thinking.
……
Passareira sansini got up from the ground with his hand over his forehead. There was blood in his fingers, and it flowed down his hand. It looked terrible.
Facing his teammates, he shook his head and said, "I’m fine. I can continue the game …"
But at this time, the coach of the guest referee reserve team came over and looked at him approvingly, and then said to him gently, "You don’t insist, young man. The game is over."
Yes, the game is over!
Golka was sent off with a red card, and the game specially designed for him lost its meaning, which naturally ended before.
This is also an agreement reached between the two sides before the game, but this is not the case. Instead, if Golka advanced the goal, the game would end directly. I didn’t expect Golka to end before the game because he was sent off by a red card …
But Sai Passareira didn’t know these details, and he was a little surprised when he heard the news. "Is the game over?"
"Yes, plug the little red card! If he can’t pass you, elbow you! " Carlos Campo came and put his arm around his neck. "Now, don’t try to be brave and go for treatment! It’s great that the coach won’t leave and you won’t leave the team! "
Plug Pasere looked up to the sidelines. He saw Changsheng giving him a thumbs-up and smiled with relief.
So he gave a thumbs-up and smiled happily.
He was suddenly full of confidence in his future.
Chapter 29 I am a victorious general.
When Golka was sent off for elbowing Passareira, Golka’s father was struck by lightning in the stands.
He was transfixed.