Qin Lin, who was watching the game with his wife and son in front of the TV, raised his eyebrows and smiled when he heard the commentator say this.

Indeed, this kind of performance is worthy of the things I taught him!

"Brother Xiaoyu, come on!!" Qin Qi danced excitedly in front of the TV.

Although it was almost six o'clock in the morning and she still had to go to school, her mother still allowed Qin Qi to watch the live broadcast with them in order to cheer for the Chinese team, and most importantly, to cheer for the brothers she spent time with day and night.

The worst case... the worst case is that I have to take a leave of absence from school.

Maybe today, many people in their class... no, the whole school will ask for leave.

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"Well played!" Jiang Wanqing gave Xia Xiaoyu a thumbs up and shouted at the same time.

"Kick like this, Xiaoyu!" Chen Xingyi also turned around and slapped Xia Xiaoyu and shouted.

Hu Lai, who was in the distance, also patted Xia Xiaoyu on the shoulder.

Xia Xiaoyu knew what this meant.

BUFF, add BUFF.

So he smiled at Hu Lai.

Brother Hu, your blessings are really useful!

Where he couldn't see, there was a white light that extended from his body and was linked to Hu Lai in the distance.

He thought that Hu Lai's adding BUFF was just a rhetorical technique, but Hu Lai really meant adding BUFF in a literal sense - when Xia Xiaoyu was substituted, Hu Lai exchanged his points for a [Lingxi Card] and used

on him.

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Durand discovered that the Chinese team actually wanted to equalize the score at the last moment, so he made up his mind to recycle and play defensive counterattack!

So he made corresponding gestures on the sidelines to remind the players to adjust.

At the same time, the head coach of the Chinese team Shi Wuyuan also shouted to the court: "Don't slow down! Increase the speed! Keep rushing!"

The phrase "failure is acceptable" must be a self-comfort when you really lose the game.

Before the game was over, he still wanted to give it a try - even if he couldn't win, don't lose.

On the bench behind him, many Chinese team players stood up and stared nervously at the court.

"Bite your teeth and hold on!"

"Fight them!!"

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"Come on, Xiaoyu!!" Zhou Zijing stood up from his seat wearing a substitute vest and cheered for his teammates on the Olympic team.

I thought that the offensive launched by Xia Xiaoyu just now made the Chinese team’s momentum rise again!

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Chapter completed!