"Huh? Good, good, this goalkeeper guy is a good match!"

Faced with the unexpected goal, Bellugu easily received it and then launched another attack on Monaco's somewhat loose defense.

"Shhh!!!"

When the Chinese goalkeeper showed off his skills as soon as he stepped onto the field, the boos from his own fans were even more intense than last time.

On the sidelines, head coach Jardim looked utterly helpless, one hand on his chest and the other covering his face. "Why did you have to pass to the opponent's attacking linchpin in such a big stadium?"

Lei Ming was a little annoyed when he saw who he had sent the message to!

Sorry, Monaco folks, I'm still a bit out of sorts after just arriving here!

However, the team is currently leading by three goals, so what's there to be afraid of!

Just as Lei Ming was thinking this, he suddenly felt a shooting star streak past him. He could clearly sense the entire trajectory of the ball from launch to its end, and at the same time, he could also sense the concrete image of the entire hoop behind him.

It was precisely because of this sudden sensory image that he looked dazed and seemed somewhat stunned by the goal that came from such an unexpected angle.

This is?

When he came to his senses, he saw the opposing striker rushing to the fans behind him to celebrate wildly.

Black brother, you have no sportsmanship!

Lorient's black striker ran to the sidelines to celebrate wildly after scoring, becoming nothing more than a backdrop to the opposing team's cheers.

However, Lei Ming was more concerned about the previous sensor image than the goal he had conceded.

The entire screen is black and white, showing only yourself, the goalpost, the opposing player shooting, and the trajectory of the shot, which resembles a shooting star.

If I had blocked according to this route, shouldn't I have been able to block it?

From kickoff to goal, less than a minute had passed, leaving Monaco's players completely stunned!

One of the hot-tempered defenders, Glik, even yelled at Lei Ming, "You bastard, what are you doing? Thinking about women? How can you miss such a perfect shot?"

格利克被气得有一种想要暴揍对方的冲动，只不过因为被队友们拉着所以才没上演。

Only captain Falcao understood that this was not the time to blame his young buddy. The game, including stoppage time, would only last thirteen minutes at most. They had to secure the victory in front of them first, as the future games might depend on this young man!

Head coach Jardim, watching the game from the sidelines, stroked his chin with a serious expression, looking displeased.

On the field, perhaps due to Falcao's protection, there were no major problems, but the fans on the sidelines were not happy, and the boos were louder and louder.

They swore they had never seen such a stupid goalkeeper. Even an amateur player could have blocked such a low-quality shot, but what was he doing? He was just standing there in a daze.

Everyone in Lorient was watching the young goalkeeper with great excitement, hoping that they might be able to pull off a dramatic comeback today.

Lei Ming paid no attention to anything around him. After the match restarted, he was more concerned about the feeling he had just experienced.