I don't know whether it was out of sympathy for the previous champion or what, but after watching the VAR replay, the referee finally gave up the idea of ​​showing Kimmich a second yellow card. This caused dissatisfaction among some Brazilian players, who surrounded the referee to put pressure on him, and many German players also crowded around.

For the first time ever, Batistuta did not complain to the referee. He walked around the crowd and went to find Neymar, who was still sitting on the sidelines with his legs hugged. Several Brazilian team doctors were spraying him with pain-relieving spray.

"Does it hurt?" Batty asked, squatting down.

"It's OK. There are no injuries to the ligaments or bones." Neymar raised his leg to indicate, "It feels good. It should be a hard injury."

Unexpectedly, Batty shook his head: "That's not what I'm talking about."

Neymar was stunned: "So you are saying——"

"I'm asking if your shoulders and back hurt after rolling so many times." Batty tried hard to press his lips into a straight line, but this couldn't stop the smile from welling up in his eyes.

Neymar: …

"You little bastard!" Neymar twisted around and hooked his arm around Batistuta's neck, gritting his teeth in his ear, "I was tackled and the referee didn't even give me a yellow card, and you didn't even say a word of comfort and you laughed at me!"

The team doctor quickly left the field, and Batistuta got out from under Neymar's arm and pulled him up from the ground.

"Why are you mocking me? I'm obviously concerned about you." He cleared his throat and said in a serious tone, "No one cares more about your injury than me, dear. There's still half an hour left. We have to score another four goals to meet the minimum requirement."

Neymar paused, patted his shorts, and looked over with a bit of surprise: "Four more goals?"

Do you think we are playing live football?

Of course, he didn't say the second half of the sentence. In fact, deep down in his heart, Neymar also hoped to achieve such a big score, although it might ruin the relationship between Brazil and Germany.

"Yes, four." Batty raised his eyebrows at him. "At the end of the year, I also want to use the national flag to celebrate the New Year."

Flag celebration?

Neymar hesitated for a moment, but soon understood what Batistuta meant.

This was pioneered by Toni Kroos. In the New Year of 2017, the Real Madrid midfielder posted on social media: Feliz 20 (Brazilian flag) (German flag). It was obvious that he was using the flags of the two countries to imply the damn 7-1.

[beep——]
At this time, the referee blew the whistle, signaling the players to stop surrounding him and the game would start again immediately.

Neymar greeted his teammates, pushed Batistuta back into the field from the sidelines, and rubbed the boy's wet hair.

"If you really want to score more goals, then put pressure on the referee," he said quickly. "Give the German a red card, and we can score as many goals as we want."

"It's the same with or without him." Batistuta replied. In his opinion, every player on the German team played a disastrous game. Before leaving, he quickly glanced up and down at Neymar: "Why, don't you lose confidence because the opponent is one man short?"

"No, I was just saying—"

At this time, Kimmich, who was about to return to his position, passed by them.

"Liar!" he accused.

Then, without waiting for Batistuta and Neymar to react, the Bayern midfielder frowned, cursed under his breath and ran away. Batistuta swore that he heard the classic German national curse.

Batistuta smiled jokingly and winked at Neymar, who had already distanced himself from him. "Don't worry, Ney. You're not a liar. You just don't act well. After the World Cup, I'll take you to Hollywood to find my godfather. He'll help you."

Neymar: …

How did this topic come back here?

……

Not only was he tackled by his opponent, but he was also teased by Batistuta. Neymar, who was full of anger, re-entered the fight and finally got his revenge 10 minutes later.

In the 69th minute, Brazil intercepted the ball in the backcourt, Marcelo passed it to Coutinho to start the attack from the left, Firmino retreated to cooperate, and made a beautiful 2-3 pass in a small area to get the ball out. I don't know why the German team dared to move the back line so far forward when they were trailing by a large margin. Neymar saw the opportunity and helped to cushion the ball from the side, and passed the ball over Hoffman's head, and Firmino dribbled the ball straight into the penalty area.

Hummels stepped forward to defend, but Firmino was not panicked at all and passed the ball back to Neymar easily, who scored in the near corner!
The German goalkeeper reacted quickly and flew to save the ball, but the ball still went through the gap between him and the post. Even though he hugged the ball, the ball had already crossed the goal line due to the recovery of the goal line technology.

The referee ruled that the goal was valid!
[Hat trick! Neymar scored his third goal of the game, 3-6! Brazil leads by 1 goals! Germany can no longer catch up with the big gap! ]

Neymar, who got the hat, felt comfortable in every cell of his body. He stretched out his index fingers and rubbed them around his ears, while running towards Batistuta on the other side.

"Look! Who scored the goal!" He knocked on the boy's head, "Are you still laughing at me for rolling around so much, Batistuta baby?"

"This just proves what I said. We don't need to let the German team play with one less player." Batistuta said confidently, "But unfortunately, we should think of more ways to celebrate during the halftime break. The few people on the training ground are not enough!"

Speaking of celebrations—

Neymar also gave a mysterious smile like Mona Lisa: "Remember our reserved program, Batistuta? The one you promised me before going to bed the night before last."

Batty paused.

He spent half a second trying to remember what Neymar meant by 'that'. "Okay." Batistuta smacked his lips, nodded reluctantly, then squatted down and waved his hand with a sense of self-abandonment: "Come on!"

Neymar just turned the key a few times in the air, as if he was winding something up, and after he turned the spring a few times, Batistuta leaped out a few steps.

His jumping was not in a straight line, but like a circle, and he returned to the original position after a few jumps.

It looks exactly like the clockwork frog that was all the rage in the last century.

This celebration was not formally discussed. During the conversation, Neymar mentioned that he didn't have many toys when he was a child, and a clockwork frog with the green paint almost falling off its body accompanied him throughout his childhood. Batistuta immediately agreed to imitate the frog's movements to celebrate if he could make a hat trick.

"I'll think of a more childish celebration for you!" Batty complained, smoothing his hair. "For the next celebration, you can pretend that you are a fish that has been caught. How about this?"

"Very good, but the premise is that you have to score a goal." Neymar smiled, and then made a gesture of tapping his watch to remind the time, "Pay attention, baby Batistuta, we don't have much time."

Batty made a face at him and ran back to his position.

Wait and see, he thought, I'll score.

……

However, Batistuta has not scored a goal since then, as if his shooting boots were suddenly stolen by someone.

In the 73rd minute, Brazil made a wonderful combination on the right, passing the ball to Batistuta with two simple and quick passes. Batistuta shook off the defender and shot directly outside the penalty area.

Unfortunately, the ball did not hit the goal frame. Just one minute later, Casemiro intercepted the ball and passed it to Batistuta, who got the ball in the ribs and dribbled past the defenders before shooting again. This time, he hit the goal frame, but the power was a little weak and Neuer got the ball.

Then in the 77th minute, Batistuta's shot was again rejected by the post. The ball bounced back into the field and landed right at Firmino's feet. The Liverpool striker scored the goal without even thinking about it.

7-1! Brazil tied the score of the previous tournament!
"Sorry, Batistuta." Firmino rubbed Batistuta's hair, then turned and ran to the sidelines to celebrate.

Batty suppressed the twitching of his lips and stomped on the grass angrily.

[Perhaps everyone has heard of an interesting story. In the last World Cup match between Germany and Brazil, during the halftime break, Loew told all the German players to play more conservatively in the second half. As a result, Schurrle went to the bathroom and didn't hear it, so they scored two more goals.] Seeing that the outcome of the game was already decided, the commentator joked with the audience, [I don't know if Tite made any requests to the Brazilian players during the halftime break. If so, Firmino must have made the same mistake as Schurrle. Look at Batistuta, he executed it very well in those few moves just now.]

Many viewers in front of the TV suddenly realized it.

He can score but just doesn't. Batistuta is continuing the taunting he made in the first half to this moment. He is just acting on purpose and keeps missing the ball. Is there anything more ironic than this?
But what people don’t know is that Batistuta really wanted to score a goal.

When it was almost 80 minutes, the Brazilian team finally made substitutions, and three in a row. Tite wanted Batistuta, Neymar, and Casemiro to go down and rest.

Batty was not happy with the decision and wandered around the court, unwilling to come down.

"That's enough! It's enough to use half the strength to beat Germany!" Tite waved his hands and shouted to Batistuta on the sidelines, "Come down quickly, we need to save it for the final!"

hiss--

Tite did not control the volume. Not only the players on the field heard it, but also the fourth official on the sidelines and some coaches of the German team heard it. They were so angry that their teeth were itching, but there was no way to solve it.

What else can I say if I am not as skilled as others?

However, these words really suited Batistuta's taste. The boy shook his hair and kicked the ball out of the sideline to suspend the game.

After high-fiving Douglas Costa, he returned to the bench. All the Brazilian fans stood up and applauded him. They defeated Germany 7-1, and the 1 was an own goal they scored. What could be more gratifying than this?

Of course there are.

In the last 5 minutes of the game, Jesus, who came on as a substitute, showed his strength and teamed up with Firmino to pass the ball into the goal of the German team. 8-1, they broke the record of the largest score difference in the knockout stage of the World Cup held by the German team! And the victims of that record were themselves.

"Great! I can celebrate with the national flag!" Batty cheered and waved his socks on the bench. "Happy 2018!"

"But you still don't have a hat." Neymar just poured cold water on him. He poked Batistuta's knee with a smile. "If you still want to see me do the silly dance at the World Cup, you have to work harder. There are still three games from this game to the final. Come on, dear."

Batty rolled his eyes at him.

"If you ask me, this is all your fault." The boy naturally put the blame on Neymar, "You gave me the wrong goal, which made my goal no longer pure, so I couldn't score no matter how hard I tried."

Oh, that's cute.

Neymar smiled and couldn't help ruffling Batistuta's hair.

"Why are you so annoying? Are you nagging me?" Batty glared at him again and straightened his hair which was about to become a bird's nest. "If you bring this up again, I will continue to laugh at your poor acting skills!"

Neymar looked over in disbelief.

Barty shrugged and looked him in the eye.

Come on, let’s hurt each other!
[Counterattack! There are still people in the German team who haven't given up!] The commentator's voice suddenly rose, waking up many fans who stayed up late to watch the game. [Kimmich passed the ball to Gnabry, Brazil's defense missed a man, Gnabry passed the ball to Sane on the left - the ball went in!]

Ok? !

Batty jumped directly from the bench.

"What?! Who? The German team scored a goal?" He stood on tiptoe and looked towards his own goal. "Did you see clearly who scored the goal?"

"It looks like Leroy (Sane)," Ederson said.

"Damn it!" Batistuta hammered Neymar's shoulder and made an exaggerated crying face, "I can't wish everyone a happy 2018."

(Neymar rubbing his shoulders: Hey!)
"Don't worry, it seems to be offside!" Casemiro said, "The referee is watching VAR."

Everyone looked at the big screen nervously, waiting for the referee to finish watching the replay. Two minutes later, the referee returned to the field. He stretched out his hand and made an X, indicating that it was offside and the goal was invalid!

"Ohhh! Thank God!" Barty jumped up and cheered, kissing everyone around him. "I can wish everyone a happy 2018 again! This is the best game I have ever experienced this year!"

[beep——]
The referee blew the whistle to end the game!
Brazil beat Germany 8-1 and advanced to the World Cup quarterfinals!
"We won! We won! Hey Batty! Here you go—" Ederson couldn't contain his excitement. He took out 5 or 6 large bottles of champagne. "Now we can celebrate like crazy! Let's go!"

Neymar also took a bottle of champagne, but when he picked up the bottle and turned around, Batistuta had already grabbed his collar, taken off his jersey, opened a bottle with a champagne knife, and rushed into the field, spraying it!
"Wait-Barty! Wait for me!"

……

Trending searches later that day:
"Brazil 8-1 Germany" ——【Explosion】
"All 9 goals were scored by Brazilians" ——【Hot】
"Barty celebrates by opening champagne" - [Explosion]

The next day, public opinion exploded.

Batistuta woke up in a daze and just pushed away Neymar's arm when he received the news from the East.

Qiaolin: You made my friend famous
Qiao Lin: Completely, it's going viral all over the internet
Qiao Lin: Even my friends who disdain the World Cup are crazy about you in the circle of friends
Qiao Lin: When will you come to my live broadcast room again?
Qiao Lin: Now I am counting on you to sell your face to make money for me
Qiaolin: No, besides the face, there is also the figure.
Looking at the large number of messages sent by the other party with great enthusiasm, a lot of question marks popped up in Batti's head.

Fire?

What do you mean? Wasn’t he popular before?

He remembered that he had nearly 7kw followers on IG, and the total number of followers on the entire Internet was even several hundred million. Why did he say he was popular now?
And...Brazil's revenge on Germany should be a hot topic, but what does it have to do with his face and figure?
"Why don't you continue sleeping?" Neymar half opened his eyes and reached out to hold Batistuta's arm. "You are so energetic. I remember you said you didn't want to last night."

Batistuta's mind was elsewhere. He waved to Neymar to wait, rubbing his eyes and continuing to browse through social media. Neymar muttered a few words, hugged his waist and pulled him back to the center of the quilt, then held him tightly like a doll.

"Get some more sleep."

Just at this time, Qiao Lin sent him the GIF picture that was said to have gone viral.

Batty was even more confused.

That's it?

(End of this chapter)

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