Chapter 89

Eh...

The position wasn't that precise, right? How did it hit the balls directly?

Should I go up and apologize? It wasn't intentional at all! Liu Hao thought the ball would fly into the goal, but it ended up curving and hitting the balls.

Why is the ball so disobedient? No, it's the foot that's not listening...

This isn't the first time such a situation has occurred. During a practice match with the West Guangzhou Super Team, a similar accident happened. Could history be repeating itself?

He suddenly remembered the unfortunate Ma Mingyu. The referee's luck wasn't much better this time.

Last time, Ma Mingyu was hit in the face by Liu Hao's shot. This time, the referee's balls were hit. It must have hurt even more. However, the referee, who had likely experienced such incidents multiple times, just held his crotch for a moment, suppressed the pain, and then walked over to Liu Hao step by step.

"Will he show you a red card?" Mao Jianqing whispered to Liu Hao when he saw the situation.

If the referee determines that Liu Hao intentionally aimed the ball at him, showing him a red card is not out of the question. A yellow card might also be possible. But if it was intentional, it would mean Liu Hao's footwork is incredibly supernatural.

The referee's face was stiff. After a long pause, he finally said, "The whistle hadn't blown yet, retake the penalty!"

What the hell! After such a long pause, that's all he says?

Mao Jianqing was stunned. He didn't expect his judgment to be so off.

Retake the penalty?!

An Tiqui was the first to object. He jumped up from the sidelines and rushed to protest to the fourth official. Isn't this another chance for that ** to score? If it goes in, his job is on the line!

Free kicks can sometimes be unpredictable. Like Barcelona, they often play sneak attacks, taking the kick without waiting for the referee's whistle.

But Liu Hao clearly wasn't trying to sneak an attack; he probably didn't notice the referee's whistle.

This referee... Liu Hao is extremely grateful.

This is a huge favor. If he doesn't accept it, he'll be booed by the Qingdao fans.

"This could be a decisive call in the game. The referee's decision is crucial. For Liu Hao, that shot was purely accidental, with a probability almost zero, much lower than scoring a goal." Duan Xuan became serious, leaning forward, trying to see Liu Hao take the free kick as soon as possible.

"Not necessarily. Liu Hao seems a bit off today. He might miss the shot again." Su Maozhen had his own thoughts, not entirely agreeing with Duan Xuan, "He seems a bit distracted, like Ronaldo in the 1998 World Cup final, looking a bit different."

Is that so? Duan Xuan studied Liu Hao's expression, "He does look quite serious..."

This time, Liu Hao didn't dare to be overconfident.

He carefully cleared the grass under the ball, afraid that any debris might affect his shot.

Will he miss again? After the first time, he's worried about a second. Once bitten, twice shy! It's not surprising that Liu Hao has developed this psychological shadow.

Thinking about this, Liu Hao actually mustered the courage to take another shot?

The referee's whistle hasn't sounded yet! Mao Jianqing's anxiety was useless; Liu Hao had already taken another shot!

Liu Hao actually challenged the referee's authority? Mao Jianqing's eyes widened, his gaze locked on the ball's flight path...

"Ah!" The referee was facing the wall of players from the Shandong Luneng team. His back of the head was hit hard, making his head buzz and his eyes see stars. He stumbled, almost falling.

What the f**k... He really wanted to curse.

He was so disoriented that he almost lost his sense of direction. He was just trying to move the wall back a bit, as it wasn't nine meters away. That damn Liu Hao was so impatient, shooting again! My whistle hadn't sounded yet! The most f**king thing is, why did it hit me again?!

F**k you! He cursed again in his heart.

Everyone on the field and in the stands burst into laughter. This scene was too funny; who could hold back their laughter?!

"Is... Is this real, Lao Duan?" Su Maozhen tilted his head and asked Duan Xuan, unsure if Liu Hao intentionally aimed at the referee.

"I... I don't know. This is too bizarre. How could he hit the referee twice?" Duan Xuan shook his head, never having seen such a scene, "By normal reasoning, he must be intentional, but by probability, he's not."

The referee calmed down a bit, turned around, and pulled out a card from his chest. Although he didn't glare at Liu Hao, he showed him the card, a yellow card!

"Bro, have you ever seen someone apply for a yellow card like this?" Mao Jianqing was stunned, still not recovered from Liu Hao's previous shot, and now seeing him hit the referee again, he could only gape in shock.

Not only did he openly challenge the referee's authority, but he also hit the referee so hard that he almost wet himself. What did the referee do to deserve this? But Mao Jianqing still gave Liu Hao a thumbs up...

Only Liu Hao knew that he had missed again. If he hadn't risked a red card to take the second shot, he wouldn't have been sure if his footwork was off. This wasn't a joke; his foot wasn't listening! How could he score? Liu Hao lost confidence. Without his normal feet, how could he take a shot?

This is his second yellow card in his career!

The referee's whistle sounded again, "Retake the penalty!"

It's rare to retake a free kick three times. If it were a penalty kick, it would make more sense.

An Tiqui, who was mid-celebration, hadn't even finished his celebration when he saw the referee signal Liu Hao to retake the penalty again?

What the f**k, first a stick, then a carrot?!

The fourth official's face was splattered with saliva...

If this continues, one of the shots will surely go in, right? Although Liu Hao's current level seems quite low, who can guarantee that the next one won't go in?

"You take the shot." Liu Hao said calmly, "My foot seems a bit sore?"

He planned to let Mao Jianqing take the shot.

"Me?" Mao Jianqing was surprised, not expecting Liu Hao to give him the shot, "No, Brother Hao, you have to take this shot. Think about it, if I miss, everyone will say I not only took your ball but also harmed the team. You take it, you can take full responsibility, right? You take it..."

The last part of Mao Jianqing's voice was as low as a mosquito's...

Damn... No loyalty at all! Too blatant! While Liu Hao was feeling disdain, Mao Jianqing had already quickly run away, and the referee had also retreated to about ten meters behind Liu Hao...

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