The ball really hit Gao Lin's head, and the landing point was so precise.

But Gao Lin didn't set the ball properly and didn't use any force. The ball bounced on Bansha's left thigh.

Bansha was a little anxious, so he raised his foot and poked the ball out without even looking.

If he sees a Luo Wu standing on the wing, he will never kick to that place.

But he kicked the ball back to Luo Wu again.

Then Luo Wu unceremoniously sent the ball to Gao Lin's head again.

Boom!

Gao Lin was ready this time. He took off in the penalty area, almost pulling onions on dry land, and jerked his head to the left!

The ball flew straight to the lower left corner of the goal!

"The ball is in!"

"Gao Lin! Sure enough, his header lived up to expectations!"

"If he doesn't score again, his head will be smashed out of the bag..."

"Obviously Luo Wu passed the ball like this on purpose. He didn't get the ball in the first two passes to Gao Lin. I might as well follow Wei Shihao's example."

"6:3, the score continues to grow. It seems that there is no way to recover from Thailand's situation. Their performance of Thailand's Messi Songkrasin is not as good as the first half. Now he is playing very viciously. On the other hand, the Chinese team Luowuna

He didn’t even take the ball when he passed it, he just sent the ball directly into the penalty area.”

"The Thai team is hard to defend against."

"That's the gap."

After scoring the goal, Gao Lin was very excited. He rushed over, picked up Luo Wu, and celebrated in front of the Thai players.

This time, the Thai players' emotions were up, and the word "embarrassment" was written on everyone's face.

What can we do to catch up when we are three goals behind?

Don't know what to do.

Everyone habitually looked at Sonkrasin, who, like his idol Messi, put his hands on his hips, lowered his head and sighed.

Emotions are contagious.
Chapter completed!