The opponents weren't pushovers; three players immediately rushed to block him, and they even added some dirty tricks.
They tried to pull at his jersey, attempting to stop his movements.
Lin Nan's lips curled into a smile. 'You little pipsqueaks think you can stop me?'
"If you tear my jersey, you'll have to pay for it."
He kept up the trash talk, but his movements didn't stop for a second.
A feint, and he first faked out one player, then touched the ball with his heel, passing through the gap between the other two defenders.
He leaned to the left, bent his waist, and spun around, directly slipping behind one of the defenders.
The opponent reached out, barely grabbing the corner of his jersey, but his hand slipped, grabbing only air, and he fell to the ground.
"Your grandpa's gone! Come and catch me!"
The moment he shook off his opponent, he didn't forget to throw in another taunt.
The opposing players were furious. Everyone was so tired, yet this guy could still run his mouth. What was he made of?
Lin Nan lightly pushed with his right foot, and the ball was once again under his control, as he dribbled forward.
The opponents he had feinted earlier once again lunged at him; some even showed their studs, sliding in for a tackle.
Little did they know, all their movements had already been seen through by Lin Nan.
Seeing his teammate Gento running towards the goal, with no one defending him and not in an offside position.
The moment the opponent's slide tackle was about to touch the ball, the ball was passed out.
The opponent couldn't stop his momentum, and his studs directly collided with Lin Nan's standing leg.
Good opportunity!
Lin Nan secretly rejoiced. Just as the opponent's studs were about to touch his supporting left ankle.
With a dive, Lin Nan fell to the ground in pain, covering his face, rolling three times.
The long whistle unique to a goal sounded in his ear, 'Toot~'
Immediately followed by the short whistle for a foul, the Referee also ran towards where he had fallen.
Gento didn't even react; the ball directly hit his lower leg and deflected into the goal.
The goal was valid. The goalkeeper was only focused on blocking Gento; who would have thought the ball would take such a deflection?
The score was finally tied: 2:2.
Gento, who was bewildered after the goal, heard the Referee's short whistle and looked towards Lin Nan.
He saw him curled up on the ground, covering his face with both hands, in great pain.
Gento immediately became agitated, completely uninterested in celebrating, and ran towards Lin Nan.
His teammates all ran over to check on Lin Nan's injury.
The opposing defender looked bewildered, spreading his hands, trying to explain to the Referee.
"I didn't touch him! I didn't foul! It's a dive! A dive!"
Lin Nan's teammates, hearing his words, immediately became agitated.
Putting pressure on the Referee, they shouted, "Red card! Red card!"
"What dive? My teammate is on the ground and still hasn't gotten up!"
The Referee ignored them and walked towards Lin Nan, asking about his condition.
"Do you need the team doctor?"
Lin Nan groaned in pain, his head covered in sweat.
But in his heart, he was delighted, collecting various emotion points.
The Referee waved for the team doctor to come onto the field and treat Lin Nan's injury.
Then he turned and walked towards the opposing player who committed the foul, unhesitatingly pulling out a red card.
Lin Nan was overjoyed at this moment; he had already understood the purpose of these emotion points.
Accumulate 100,000, and you can draw a lottery once.
Moreover, emotion points could also improve his various attributes, allowing him to become a true professional football star, whose achievements would not be lower than Messi's.
Emotion points included everyone's joy, anger, sorrow, and resentment; as long as he could make people generate emotions, there would be a continuous stream of emotion points.
While the team doctor was treating him, he happily listened to the system's prompts.
This performance just now had directly earned him tens of thousands of emotion points again.
He finally understood why there was such an outrageous reward as 'acting skills' and why he was given the 'injury immunity' reward.
The team doctor sprayed painkiller on his ankle, and his teammates helped him up, telling him to try moving to see if he could continue the game.
He tentatively moved a bit, walked a few steps unsteadily, and nodded to the team doctor.
After the team doctor left, the game resumed.
The opponents quickly kicked off the ball and organized an attack.
With the score tied, it was as if both teams were starting anew.
However, Lin Nan and his teammates, who had just tied the score, were now in high spirits; they intensified their pressing in the backfield.
Lin Nan was now more confident about winning the game, and he actively pressed for the ball.
Finally, he stole the ball from the opponent's feet.
After passing it back to Mattotti, he ran forward into the attacking half.
Mattotti then made a through pass, and the ball was once again given to Lin Nan.
Lin Nan received the ball sideways, facing the opponent's interception, and with a simple change of rhythm, he directly broke through.
At this point, Lin Nan became the biggest threat on the field. The opponent, helpless, directly reached out and pulled Lin Nan.
Lin Nan fell with the momentum!
The Referee's whistle sounded again, a defensive foul.
Lin Nan was awarded a free kick in a good position.
In their amateur-level game, whoever created the free kick would naturally take it.
Lin Nan stood at the penalty spot without hesitation.
Captain Mattotti gave him a thumbs-up and ran into the penalty area, preparing to attack the ball.
Other teammates also rushed into the penalty area, preparing to attack the ball.
This was their best chance to take the lead; almost all the players rushed forward.
Lin Nan waved his hands, adjusting his teammates' positions, and then he repositioned the ball.
He looked up at the shooting line, and a joy spread in his heart.
The penalty spot was on the edge of the penalty area, exactly the same position as Neymar's 'dragon' shot when he was at Paris Saint-Germain.
He stepped on the grass around the ball, then retreated backward, waiting for the Referee's whistle.
The Referee saw him ready and blew the whistle to signal.
Lin Nan took small steps towards the ball, and his right foot sent a 'curling' shot over the top of the wall.
The ball drew a beautiful arc in the air and dipped into the left side of the goal. The opposing goalkeeper had no reaction whatsoever and could only turn his head to watch the ball enter the net...
Lin Nan was very excited. He ran directly towards the cheerleaders, leaping high and celebrating with a fist pump.
The cheerleaders were also astonished by his two goals and one assist, taking the lead against the opponent in just over ten minutes on the field.
The battle song began to play, and some even had their voices crack.
All the Holy Heart spectators were too excited; they had taken the lead, they had really taken the lead!
Lin Nan waved to the stands, enjoying the cheers that belonged to him.
In his mind, he listened to the system's broadcast.
"Emotion points from the coach: 999."
"Emotion points from spectator Edward: 999."
"From..."
His teammates also went wild, cheering with raised arms, all rushing towards him.
Gento directly tackled him, pressing down on him, followed by Captain Mattotti...
A human pyramid; he finally experienced the feeling of being crushed by a thousand pounds.
He was firmly pressed at the bottom by his teammates, patting the grass with his right hand, trying to signal everyone to get up because he couldn't breathe.
His teammates were immersed in the joy of the goal, immersed in the joy of taking the lead.
Who would have thought that before Lin Nan came on, they were completely suppressed, conceding two goals?
This was a home game, with all the teachers and students of the school watching; it was simply a complete embarrassment.
But after Lin Nan came on, he first forgot the assistant coach's tactical arrangements, wandering around the field like he was sleepwalking.
Then, he woke up as if from a dream, like a wolf, as long as he saw an opportunity and got the ball, he seemed to have activated a cheat.
In just over ten minutes, two goals and one assist; even a script wouldn't dare to write it like this.
This human pyramid on the sidelines completely failed to express their feelings at that moment.
They could only rely on this suffocating pressure to believe that all of this was real.
The coach noticed that Lin Nan kept patting the grass.
He was really afraid that this precious player would be crushed by these boys.
He quickly ran over, "Get up quickly! Pay attention to defense! Hold on until halftime."
The coach's arrival finally rescued Lin Nan. Lin Nan moved his body a bit and walked with his teammates towards their own half, waiting for the opponent to kick off.