"Beep-beep-beep-beep-!" With the referee's whistle, the 90-minute game ended. The sixth game of this World Cup was 1:1 draw in regular time.

Staff from the two teams off the court immediately entered the stadium and gave drinks to their teams on the court. The health care workers and substitutes of the team all looked for players who needed to relax, and seized the time to massage their legs and relax their muscles.

There is still one substitution quota for the two teams left for the Korean team, and the German team, which has been lagging behind, has long been used up.

Because there was not much time, the radio station was not turned off, and there was no previous cheers in Guanghuamen Square. It was moved back by the Korean team during the injury stoppage time, and dragged into overtime. This is a fact that Korean fans who had always been leading the way were not far away.

"What are you doing? You haven't lost yet? Isn't there still overtime? Isn't he a player who claims to be the more threatened he will be in the late stage?" Sika looked at Yoona with a frustrated face and comforted her.

"Yes, yes, I'm scoring a goal, so he'll score 6 goals in this World Cup." Yoona immediately slapped her hands and began to boost morale: "We have to believe him."

"There are already 6 goals, and you will get another 7." Taeyeon rarely despised Yoona's calculation ability.

"...Oh, yes, I scored a goal today... Damn!" Yoona stared at the screen with wide eyes.

"Taeyeon, your Xia Yan!!!" Hyoyeon also shook Taeyeon's arm with a magical expression. Although they often appear on TV as celebrities, they suddenly saw Xia Yan on such an occasion and felt very magical.

"I saw it." Taeyeon also said that she saw it. The one who relaxed Park Tae-yeon's legs was his baby sister. However, looking at the medical box that her sister put aside, Taeyeon finally confirmed this time that his feet should not have fully recovered.

"Tsk!" He wiped his hand on Oni Jiang's instep, then frowned and wanted to take off his shoes.

"Don't!"

Park Tae-yeon immediately stopped him. When he saw Xia Yeon stopping, he raised the bottle and poured water again.

Xia Yan didn't say anything, took a towel and wiped it on his shoes, and then continued to help him relax his left foot.

"It's okay, please help Brother Chengyong, I'm just lacking water." In addition to the pain in the wound on the right foot, there was also a lot of sweating and bleeding, but in fact, nothing else was going on.

"It will take another 30 minutes, can you do it?" Xia Yan looked at his eyes and asked with a heartache.

"Yes, I'm worried about the enlargement of the wound before. I wouldn't have wasted those opportunities if I had known about them." Park Tae-yeon was a little depressed. He had the opportunity to expand the results, but he had to collide several times, but he finally gave up.

"I can't care about you, be careful!" Xia Yan stood up in distress and walked towards Ji Chengyong. At this time, you can't change the bandages. Just drag it through this game. There will be a few days to buffer, which will definitely be enough for his wound to heal.

Park Tae-yeon, who was sitting, watched her sister leave, then picked up the aquarius and took a hard mouthful. Then she hung her hands on her knees and watched the entire court.

"...River bank..." He put down his hand, held up, and then poured the rest toward his head. He threw the bottle directly to the staff on the side, and then wiped his face.

"You haven't your feet fully recovered?"

Head coach Hong Mingpu, who was wearing a suit, asked beside him.

"No... Yes, but it won't affect the game." It was originally subconsciously like denying it, but it took a long time to deal with the head coach. The other party was very familiar with his football style.

"Sure?"

"Don't worry, I have a question myself, it's not a bone ligament problem."

"Well, you later..." Confirm that Park Tae-yeon was not a real big deal. Hong Mingpo began to tell him about the overtime mission, and plastic surgery also needs to start to change. Everything returns to the starting point and can't continue to play defensive counterattacks.

Not long after, the referee signaled that the game would start soon and the unrelated personnel would come to an end. Xia Yeon walked to Park Tae-yeon and stretched out his hand, and pointed it hard at his butt.

"ah!"

Park Tae-young stared at her and immediately confirmed the big screen. This girl was crazy? If the camera happened to be here, would she still be a human being in the future?

"Come on! Let's kick it out, at worst I can help you roast pig's trotters to the night."

Park Tae-yeon waved his fist at the little guy, then walked towards the gathered players, and a group of people gathered together, listening to the captain Gu Zizhe's cheering.

Park Tae-yeon was a little distracted and didn't listen carefully until he asked.

"It's up to you to score the goal, no problem?"

"Ah? No problem." Park Tae-yeon responded with a smile. "figthing!"

“figthing!”

With the referee's whistle, the game began again.

The German team, who kicked off this time, was not as anxious as in the second half, but started to slow down the pace at the second half.

Just now, the water was poured down, mixed with sweat beads, Park Tae-young stretched out his hands and pulled his hair down the top of his head. The sea was a little longer. It was probably possible that even if he lowered his head, he could block his eyes. When he went back, he should ask the little guy to help him repair it.

After thinking about whether there were any or not, he then twisted his eyes and rushed towards the German defender who was at the backcourt.

The defender panicked and quickly divided the ball out, then looked at Park Tae-yeon who was swaying past him. Does he still have such physical strength at this time?

As Park Tae-yeon's fight began, the rhythm of the two teams instantly increased, and they continued to steal each other in the middle to a stalemate.

Whoever scores a goal at this time will definitely be of great help to improve morale.

Park Tae-yeon looked at Ram who was about to receive the ball, ran over quickly, stretched out his foot to the back barrel, and passed the ball to Ji Chengyong, then turned around without stopping at all.

One person forced himself to defend, and the other German players fought back on the spot. If two people couldn't deal with you, Park Tae-yeon, then use more people to defend against others. This is the tactical change of Love's start to the second half of the team. The number of people who were close to the South Korean team's attack in the second half has not been large.

Ji Chengyong, who didn't have a good pass route, immediately passed it to Sun Xingmin. Sun Xingmin kept kicking in front of him, and the man-ball scored.

But with great strength, Park Tae-yeon didn't know that this was extraordinary, so he passed the ball to himself and couldn't get the ball when he turned around.

"The German team intercepted the ball, Close, pass the ball to Mueller!"

"Muller dribbled the ball and broke through, the South Korean team quickly returned to defense, crossed the ball and shot!"

"The ball is in!!! Xuerle!"

Park Tae-yeon opened his mouth, looking confused.

"It was only one minute after overtime, and Shuerle received a pass from Muller, breaking the on-court deadlock."

Happiness came too quickly, and many German fans in the stands were still disbelief, but not long after, when they looked at the celebrating German players, the fans started shouting.
Chapter completed!