As Guillerme and his teammates celebrated the goal, the Corinthian fans in the stands gave a huge cheer.

The "Loyal Eagle" created a huge momentum in the visiting team stands.

Their most famous war drums rang with their cheers.

They had a drummer square of more than 300 people. During the competition, their drums were even Corinthian's command flag.

When the drums are heavy, Corinthian will launch a fierce attack on his opponent.

So when the opponent hears the dense drums, he will start to get nervous, worried that his goal will be lost in Corinthian's attack.

After Corinthian scored, their drum beats became lively and joyful, making people want to stand up from their seats and twist their waists and shake their bodies as soon as they heard them.

Now, the stands at Mollombe Stadium are full of such relaxed and lively drum beats.

The Corinthians expressed their emotions with the sound of drums.

It is also ridiculing St. Paul's defenders.

The defense just now actually collided with my own people, which was so stupid!

Without this mistake, Guillerme would not have been able to break into the penalty area so easily and then score.

They really want to thank that No. 33!

Someone really started shouting in the stands.

"Thank you, No. 33! Come on and work hard!! Thank you!"

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"Ah hahahahaha! Idiot! Idiot! Too idiot!"

There were also bursts of laughter in the seats of the youth team.

"This is really a stupid mistake that can be ranked in the top ten on the football field, right?"

"Sao Paulo lost the ball because of this, it's too unpaid!"

"I actually bumped into my own person... where is his eyes looking?"

"It should be said that what his mind is thinking?" Claiber snorted, then he turned his head and looked at Lucas, who was sitting two rows behind him. "It seems that your good friend will be back to the youth team and be our company soon. Lucas. Are you ready for 100,000 yuan?"

Lucas ignored his ridicule and looked at the court, his eyes falling on Glory.

Glory had already climbed up from the ground and ran forward.

From his posture, you can't tell whether the mistake just now had an impact on him.

He believed that glory was not affected by this mistake.

How could it be possible for Rong to be so greedy for money and not to make money if he leaves five thousand?

You will also work hard for this five thousand yuan, right?

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Beside Correll was a group of her friends. When Rongguang appeared, they recognized him, and they cursed Rongguang a lot at that time.

Now they saw the mistake of Glory, which caused Sao Paulo to lose the ball, and they laughed happily.

It seems that the one who lost the ball was not Saint Paul.

As long as they can see this bastard being unlucky, they will ignore St. Paul's life or death...

Correll laughed gloatingly without his friends, staring at the glory on the court, the figure running towards the middle circle.

In her heart... she was also a little worried.

That bastard wouldn't be defeated like this, right?

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Godot raised his hands and placed them on his head, looking at the court with a slightly dull look.

It's so fucking unlucky!

He wanted to swear.

Why was Rong so unlucky in his first game?

Such a start is simply too bad!

The pressure problem that I worry most has now become a reality.

If I had only played games before but had no merits and no mistakes, it would probably be just a game where I accumulated experience.

But now his mistakes have caused the team to lose the ball. The pressure is all concentrated on Glory. If Sao Paulo loses the game in the end, then the media and fans will probably criticize Glory.

By then, it will not be just his future in the first team, I'm afraid his future in the youth team will be gone...

When he thought of this possibility, Godot shuddered... He went through great hardships to bring glory from China to Brazil and then sent him to a team like Sao Paulo, not to let him get out in two months!

Staring at the figure of Rong Guang, Godo gritted his teeth and whispered: "You boy must hold on to me, Rong!"

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On the bench of Sao Paulo, many players held their heads with their hands after seeing Glory and Lugano colliding, which was very annoyed.

Then they began to curse the glory.

"What is that rookie doing?"

"idiot!"

Kaka didn't hold his head with both hands, although he was disappointed.

He still maintained his demeanor.

Oliveira also looked at Rongguang, her face not very good-looking.

He began to wonder if his decision just now was wrong.

If he loses this game, his substitution will definitely become the target of media criticism... He will probably have to be dismissed by the time he will not be able to escape the blame.

Why didn't he see Lugano just now?

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The attitude of the Sao Paulo players on the court is not much better than that of the teammates on the bench.

Uruguayan central defender Diego Lugano, who was knocked to the ground by glory, was the most unhappy. He was originally defending Guillerme head-on, and he was confident and sure to stop him, but who would have thought that he would be knocked directly from the side by his own!

Let Guillerme go!

After he got up, he spat fiercely at Rong Guang's back: "Idiot!"

The other teammates were embarrassed to fight directly during the game, and their eyes were already very unfriendly when they looked at Rong Guang.

In their opinion, glory is simply a mistake, and it is better to succeed than to lose things.

Luis Fabiano shook his head at Baptista: "What did I say just now? Alas..."

If you lose the game for such stupid reasons... that would be really... embarrassing!

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Rongguang could feel the sarcasm, ridicule, gloating... and other bad eyes, but he ignored it, walked through these malicious intentions, and finally walked to the front of the middle circle and stopped.

He lowered his head, and in the eyes of outsiders, he seemed to feel guilty, nervous and depressed because of this mistake.

But in fact, Rongguang is gritting his teeth now!

He lowered his head and no one could see his expression.

Actually very hideous.

Anger was burning in his heart, almost burning outside his body.

He ran to him after scoring the goal at Guillerme and patted his shoulder and said "thank you" with a tone of grievance.

This bastard!

asshole!

asshole!!!

The competition hasn't started yet?

Start soon!

I can't wait to kill Corinthian!

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The drum beats in the stands have changed, from relaxed and lively to dense. This is the hope of the "Loyal Eagles" for their team. They hope that after the game begins, Corinthian will not relax, but continue to work hard and strive to score more goals.

I must avenge my revenge for the defeat last year!

The dense drum beats sounded over the Molonbi Stadium, as if they were hitting the hearts of every St. Paul fan, making them feel palpitations.

This is the energy of the largest fan organization in Brazil!

The referee whistle sounded and the game started again!
To be continued...