Lin Yun'er came out of the bathroom, her forehead was a little red, and half a bottle of champagne entered her stomach, and her mouth kept talking nonsense. When she walked to Taeyeon, she asked again with a voice.

"Ohni, he really can't play?"

Taeyeon frowned, then thought for a while and nodded: "It should be! He was not allowed to play when he was behind in the first half. Now he was behind 3 to 10, so he was not allowed to take the blame?"

"Why?" Yoona looked puzzled: "Isn't he the chance to move back to the score when he comes on the court?"

"Oh, I don't know. If I really understand, I'll be the coach. You didn't say that he couldn't play in a fight. Now the score is like this, and the first half is like that, I don't want him to play anyway." Taeyeon thinks that if he still lets him play at this time, wouldn't it be the handsome guy to give him the price? Now Park Tae-yeon can say his final pride, and then we can still say that we didn't play and everything. Wasn't it like this in the first two warm-up matches?

"It's about to start, don't stand stupidly."

"Oh!" Yoona sat down, but her mouth still pouted unhappily: "I think he can definitely turn defeat into victory when he comes on the field."

"No, he can't equalize the score like this at Manchester United, let alone the South Korean team."

"But these Algerian defenders are more powerful than Premier League defenders?"

Kim Taeyeon did not answer Yoona's question, but stared at the TV strangely, and picked up the remote control and increased the volume a little.

The players on both sides have not yet come out of the player channel, but the cheers of Korean fans at the scene are a bit strange.

Yoona found out that the volume was turned up and listened strangely. The first half was basically African language that she couldn't understand. Of course, during the official game, the broadcasting sound would be slightly lowered, but the game had not started yet, and the background sound of the court was quite obvious.

"Call him by his name?" Yuna didn't think that she was calling Taeyeon Ouni's name.

"..." Kim Taeyeon was also confused. Korean audiences, or many Brazilian audiences who could see them, all followed the rhythm of shouting "Park Tae Yeon! Park Tae Yeon!".

Is this going to play? Why is it a bit like everyone is looking for?

At this time, in Guanghuamen Square, it was the turn of SBS Radio to organize the support stage this week.

At this time, the Korean nationals who were sitting on the ground in the rain were not as active as before the first half. Everyone was as gloomy as the weather at this time.

In a corner of the square, the six T-ara people who had not performed in Korea for a long time also sat together a little dull. They performed three songs here in a row today. The audience did not think about the Liu Huaying incident, which was like the anti-universal feeling.

But after the performance, they stayed on site to watch the competition and cheered for help, and suddenly they were speechless and were kicked 3 to zero at work.

"Unfortunate, Heizi can find reasons to blame us again." The little dinosaur Park Ji-yeon spoke without feeling very happy.

Park Hyomin immediately pulled her down and shook her head at her, telling her not to say such words, and no good words would be heard.

Park Ji-yeon immediately frowned and wanted to say something, but immediately stared at the screen with wide eyes: "Wow! Oppa!"

A close-up was suddenly given on the screen. The fourth official walked to the side of the field with the substitution card. There was already a person standing on the side. The camera was not given to the front, but the camera behind it immediately approached and was frozen behind the big No. 9 behind it, and there was also the Roman pinyin above, Park T Y.

The entire Guanghua Sect calmed down, but with the excited words of the commentator Kim Sung-joo, the square suddenly recovered from lifelessness. Although not many people thought that the result could be rewrited, it could at least save some face. It was really too hard to raise your head if you didn't have a single shot in the first half.

"Taiyan Oppa!!!figthing!!!"

T-ara's other five people were startled to look at Park Ji-yeon who suddenly shouted, but immediately looked at each other and started shouting together, because under the leadership of the square, many people started shouting.

"Taiyan Oppa!!!figthing!!!"

Park Ji-yeon stopped cheering, then curled his lips and looked at the Onis: "You are shameless, you are obviously older than him, and you still have the nerve to call Oppa?"

Lee Juli, Ham Eun-jeong, Park Hyo-min, Park So-yeon and Jeon Bo-lan all instantly pulled their faces, and then they cast murderous gazes at Park Ji-yeon at the same time.

The little dinosaur in the busy night suddenly shook his head and lowered his head honestly. These Onis were too shameless and wanted to pretend to be young.

But he immediately raised his head and looked at the big screen. At this time, Park Tae-yeon's face was already given. Sure enough, the female voice in the scene instantly raised her head.

"Oba is so handsome." Park Ji-yeon muttered: "It's a pity to give it to others, hey."

His eyes were staring at the screen, as if he appeared at the other end of the earth.

Park Tae-yeon clapped with the midfielder who had replaced the game, then suddenly knelt down on one knee and grabbed a handful of turf, then let go of his hands and made a prayer move.

The fans present were stunned, but the local Brazilian fans, who had a large number of people, suddenly burst into warm cheers after playing.

They had no position at first, but were just to enjoy football, and instantly turned to one side, or the player who was playing now.

Park Tae-young smiled. This was the prayer movement of Makumba witchcraft he learned from Brazilian players before. It doesn’t matter whether he believes it or not. He hopes to bring good luck to himself. At least the cheers of Brazilian fans at the scene will suppress the African Fox, who is so powerful in the first half.

Originally, the head coach had no plan to let him go. It was not that he was suitable or not, but that he also considered himself. After all, he left a mess for him to go up, which was too unauthentic.

However, a big show of football skills from the midfielder made all the guests from Africa spontaneously shout his name. After the head coach asked Park Tae-yeon, he arranged him.

Originally, the second half was to replace the next midfielder and the previous striker's arrangement. This game was no longer about winning or losing. It was just to see if a few goals could be moved back in the second half.

With the referee's whistle, Park Tae-yan ran over and forced him to the Algerian player who passed the ball backward. At this time, he didn't think about anything, just played the football in front of him well.

As for the future, we will solve it properly when the World Cup is over.

The defender looked at Park Tae-yeon who was rushing forward and kept passing the ball behind him. In the end, the goalkeeper faced Park Tae-yeon who was forcing the ball to himself, and only had one big kick full of feet and drove out.

Park Tae-yeon stopped and walked slowly backwards, returning to the offside line, watching the South Korean team heading the ball to take the hurriedly big foot.
Chapter completed!