Chapter 3
"Lin Chen actually scored a goal, and it was a world-class goal!" the commentator shouted.
"Can you believe it?!"
Not just commentary.
All the fans at the scene held their heads in their hands, and Zidane on the sidelines was touching his bald head and shaking it wildly.
"Super long shot, world wave!"
"Lin Chen helped Real Madrid take a one-goal lead in this friendly match!"
Studio.
"Wtf? Who is this young man?!"
"This long shot reminds me of Gerrard who has already left Liverpool!"
"When did this young man acquire such ability? He has no moral integrity!"
Almost everyone couldn't believe what they had just seen.
Lin Dapao was even more shocked. He knew best what kind of abilities his son had.
When will the long shot come?
Even he, the father, doesn’t know!
Could it be that this kid has been practicing hard in secret?
Or is it just a blind guess?
Real Madrid teammates rushed towards Lin Chen and celebrated wildly.
Although it was just a friendly match, Chelsea showed great competitiveness after the opening, which made the Real Madrid players unhappy.
Scoring a goal is the best response to Chelsea!
Ramos hugged Lin Chen and spoke excitedly.
"Awesome!"
"This is the first time I see you score a goal from long range, and it's so beautiful!"
Lin Chen felt the energy in his body, a feeling he had never experienced before.
The first half of the game continued and Chelsea continued to play aggressively.
But Real Madrid defended very well in the backcourt.
With the experienced Ramos and Marcelo's frequent attacks from the wing, Chelsea's Hazard was restricted.
Soon, the situation turned in Real Madrid's favor.
The 39th minute of the game!
"Real Madrid's attack, Marcelo dribbles the ball down the wing."
"high speed."
"Lin Chen takes over, two passes and one goal!"
"Pretty!"
"Snapped."
"Snapped!"
The two crisp sounds of the ball hitting the ball were the quick two-pass combination between Lin Chen and Marcelo.
The sword-wielding guard Marcelo goes down to the sideline!
Then a reverse triangle pass to the middle!
“Here’s a chance!”
"Hit the door!!!"
"The defender cleared the ball in time and almost resulted in a goal!"
"Real Madrid's cooperation is very beautiful!"
Finally, the first half of the game ended.
Players from both sides return to the locker room.
Lin Chen walked alone in the back, and the dog beside him seemed to want to communicate with him. He followed closely behind him.
Lin Chen had just arrived at the entrance to the player tunnel.
Before he entered the tunnel, fans from the left front stand suddenly started singing to him.
Lin Chen felt something was wrong when he heard it, but the dog behind him suddenly came forward and hugged Lin Chen, wanting to ask him to dance to the song.
After listening carefully again, Lin Chen finally understood what it meant.
This is a racist song!
Er Gou also tried to liven up the atmosphere.
The fan who was singing immediately raised his middle finger.
There is no doubt that he is well aware that this is a discriminatory song.
Anger instantly rose from my lower abdomen.
The Real Madrid extreme fans standing in the front row were still singing.
Looks arrogant.
As if to say, "Come on."
"Fuck me!"
How could Lin Chen not satisfy such a request?
First go around the guardrail.
Then the dancing body waved in the air, drawing a beautiful arc.
Use all your strength!
With anger and faith!
He flew up with both legs and kicked the extreme fans steadily!
Don’t forget, Lin Chen just added 20 points of strength to his body.
The sudden growth has already been uncomfortable, but now I can finally release it!
"boom!"
Extreme fans even flew into the crowd of fans at the back.
The live camera just happened to be focused on the sidelines at this time.
The dog behind him hadn't reacted yet and just stood there in a daze.
Lin Chen stood up immediately and waved his hand casually, but then he slapped him hard in the face with his backhand!
"Snapped!"
Lin Chen twisted his palms.
After adding 20 points of strength, the slap was indeed very loud.
Ergou was confused.
"Why are you hitting me?"
"I just stood back and watched the show. I didn't do anything."
Lin Chen smiled.
"It's easy."
After all, all Chinese fans know what kind of behavior Ergou had in the past.
The Real Madrid extreme fan who was kicked was obviously targeting him.
Blatant racial discrimination.
Lin Chen always adheres to a philosophy of life.
All those who discriminate against race should be punished accordingly!
The fan who was kicked stood there in a daze, not even realizing what was happening.
Of course he knew what he was singing, but he didn't expect Lin Chen to do this to him.
The reason why he dared to sing such a song to Lin Chen was because he had a special identity, the grandson of the former president of Real Madrid.
With such status in the Bernabeu, who dares to touch him?
When Ramos saw him, he had to give him a friendly smile.
Who is Lin Chen?
A youth training kid with no fame and no status.
Dare to kick yourself?
If the staff hadn't pulled Lin Chen back, he would have been ready to kick him a few more times.
I don’t care whether you are the chairman’s grandson or the chairman’s son, I won’t tolerate your bad habits!
The scene was in chaos.
The Real Madrid fans with correct values around him even began to applaud Lin Chen.
But there were also some extreme fans who booed wildly and raised their middle fingers at Lin Chen.
At this time, Zidane learned the news and hurried back to the stadium, dragging Lin Chen back to the locker room first.
The incident happened so suddenly that no one expected it.
Lin Dapao, who was mixed in with the fans, took advantage of the fact that the security personnel were not in place and slapped the fan again.
Beating and shouting.
"You bastard!"
"Don't let me see you on the street!"
"Come to China if you dare, and see if you can return to Europe alive!"
The broadcast camera replayed the scene at this time, starting from the extreme fans singing to Lin Chen.
In the live broadcast room, fans gradually understood what was happening.
"What era is this? There are still people singing songs like this!"
"That was a great kick. Beat this scum to death!"
"I firmly stand behind Lin Chen on this matter!"
"Great fight! That's how you should deal with him!"
Returning to the locker room, Zidane was sweating profusely from the urge to relieve himself.
Er Gou covered his face and howled.
"Boss."
"I didn't do anything, but he came up and slapped me twice."
"Look, it's still red!"
Lin Chen stood up and wanted to slap him twice more, but his teammates around him tried to stop him.
Ramos hugged Lin Chen.
"Do not impulse."
"I understand you, and I'm definitely on your side."
"But this matter has nothing to do with him. You have already slapped him twice."
"Calm down. Please calm down."
At this point, Zidane had no choice but to replace Lin Chen.
After all, the La Liga officials immediately sent someone to investigate.
This is the second time this has happened in football.
The second half of the game continued, but no one paid attention to it anymore.
Chelsea, who had been fighting hard, also slowed down their pace and their minds were not on the game at all.
In the end, Real Madrid won the friendly match 1-0.
But no one in the live broadcast room cared at all.
The barrage of comments was all about Lin Chen.
"Looking at Cantona's kick on a fan, I think the punishment will be severe."
"If La Liga dares to ban Lin Chen, then he should just stop playing in La Liga and go back to the Premier League!"
"I took a screenshot of that guy's photo. I happen to be traveling the day after tomorrow. He'll be done if he sees me for real!"
