"Goal!!"

"Boom!" The San Paolo stadium erupted like a volcano, with cheers and boos ringing out simultaneously.

In such a noisy environment, Spalletti clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and wore a look of regret and frustration.

"Everyone knows that Chen Hero is good at scoring with corner kicks, so Roma made thorough arrangements, but they still let Chen Hero head the ball in! What a powerful header! Neither Juan nor Mexes could stop him!"

"This is truly a morale-boosting goal! Just a few minutes after Roma scored their third goal, Napoli narrowed the gap again! They are like hounds, biting their opponents and refusing to let go!"

The Napoli radio commentator shouted: "Come on, Napoli! There is still hope! We must not lose to our arch-rivals on our home turf! Never!!"

In the stands of the San Paolo stadium, there was a group of fans who did not belong to any fan organization, neither the mild-mannered "Napoletani" nor the extreme "Napoli Ultras." They simply loved football, loved Napoli, wanted to enjoy good games, passionate goals, and taste the thrill of victory, so they came to the stadium to support their team.

They had no strict organizational management and no strict rules to follow; they were relatively free.

So the first corner of the "Anti-Chen Hero Alliance" began to collapse here.

They cheered when the ball went into the net and didn't stop cheering even when they knew who had scored.

They didn't care about the personal grudges between those extreme fans and Chen Hero! They just wanted to cheer for the goal, for this tenacious Napoli team. Was that not allowed?

But they only shouted "Forza Napoli" and not "Long Live Chen Hero." That man's name still seemed like a forbidden word, artificially blocked.

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Chen Hero got up from the ground. He didn't look at the ball, nor at Juan and Mexes, the two losers. He turned and ran towards the north stand of the San Paolo stadium, where the most extreme Napoli fans gathered. Of course, he wasn't running there to share the joy with the people; he was running there to slap those extreme fans in the face…

He raised his hand high, as if he were greeting the fans.

The extreme Napoli fans wouldn't appreciate it…

Did he think he could come to us for forgiveness after scoring a goal? Wasn't he awesome? Wasn't he stubborn? Let him continue to be awesome and stubborn! We will never forgive him!

The boos grew louder.

His teammates were also surprised, not expecting Chen Hero to run over and show goodwill to those extreme fans.

Reporters in the stands, seeing this action, also thought that Chen Hero hoped to use continuous goals to ease his relationship with the fans. Getting on good terms with the extreme fans first would make it easier to win over the rest of the fans.

Only Arshavin had a gloating smile on his face.

He alone knew what Chen Hero was going to do, because he was too familiar with that action… Whenever this kid raised his arm high, it meant someone's face was going to hurt…

Sure enough!

Chen Hero swung his raised arm down violently, drawing a "u" shape in the air—a standard slap!

"Smack!" He even added a sound effect himself…

After slapping these extreme fans in the face, he turned and ran away.

The boos paused briefly for a second—these fans were all confused, then they reacted. This was provocation! A serious provocation against us!

The boos grew even louder…

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The reporters in the press box, the commentators in the commentary box, the opponents and teammates… After seeing what Chen Hero did, their jaws almost dropped.

Those who knew about the feud between Chen Hero and the Napoli fans thought that as Chen Hero scored more and more goals, his relationship with the fans would gradually ease, and eventually, the two sides would bury the hatchet, creating a legendary tale in football. At that time, Chen Hero would bring victory and joy to the Napoli fans with one goal after another, and the Napoli fans would worship Chen Hero as they worshiped Maradona…

Who would have thought, who would have thought… Chen Hero would roll up his sleeves, swing his arms, and slap them in the face!

He was going to fight those fans to the end! This was a blatant provocation!

Who could tolerate this?

Listen to the boos in the stands, so loud that they could stop your heart from beating!

Was Chen Hero trying to alienate himself from the people?

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After slapping the fans, Chen Hero ran over and hugged Arshavin. The other teammates were stunned by his actions and didn't react at all. Only Arshavin laughed and hugged Chen Hero.

"That's a blatant provocation, Hero!" Arshavin said in his ear.

Chen Hero grinned: "A man has to be ruthless to his enemies!"

The teammates who had reacted also ran up to celebrate the goal with Chen Hero, but they were also worried about Chen Hero's provocation of the Napoli extreme fans.

"Are you afraid you're not getting enough boos, Hero?" Maggio asked, grabbing him.

"To be honest, I'm used to it. It's like snoring. If I don't hear these boos… I feel uncomfortable all over." Chen Hero's answer shocked Maggio.

"You're in danger, Hero…" Hamsik was concerned about Chen Hero's personal safety.

Chen Hero didn't care: "What's there to be afraid of? I have a bodyguard!"

"No matter how close they are, they can't protect you when you're sleeping, right?"

Chen Hero was stunned for a moment, then frowned, touching his chin.

Everyone thought he had realized his situation was dangerous, but Chen Hero said, "Sleep in the same bed? That's a good suggestion!"

"…"

"Okay, let's just let him fend for himself!"

"You're hopeless, Hero!"

"Are your brains all in your balls?!"

After a brief silence, everyone erupted, rushing up to ruffle his hair, pinch his ears, and pat his head.

In the eyes of outsiders, Chen Hero had a really good relationship with his teammates…

Then look at the lonely Lavezzi.

I'm afraid everyone would come to such a conclusion in their hearts, right?

That is—Chen Hero has won the support of the majority of his teammates, while Lavezzi has been marginalized.

In reality, that's not the case at all, but that's how things are being portrayed in this game.

Mazzarri also noticed this situation after celebrating the goal.

He fell into deep thought.

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Lavezzi felt extremely depressed today. The team was behind at home and might lose, but unexpectedly, it turned into Chen Hero's personal show. He had scored two goals so far. Listen to the cheers in the stands; he had at least won the support and praise of some of the fans.

For the team, the current situation had improved. But for him, the situation was very dangerous. If this game became Chen Hero's personal show… he could only accept the fate of a loser.

He didn't want that, but what could he do? Score a goal!

Yes, I want to score a goal! If you can score, so can I!

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Lavezzi soon realized that he was actually very silly and naive. When he got the ball, he only thought about breaking through with the ball, but how could Roma's defense be so easily penetrated by him alone?

Even if he was called "Maradona II," he was, after all, just the second generation, or, in Chen Hero's words, a small size, not the original. So how could he really have Maradona's ability to dribble past five people and then score into an empty net?

On the other hand, Roma, after suffering two losses from Chen Hero, turned around and discovered—oh, there's another person here who can let us regain some confidence!

So, Lavezzi was in trouble.

He was repeatedly trapped in the opponent's encirclement. After rushing left and right, he came out, but the ball stayed inside.

Lavezzi's weakness of low football IQ was evident at this time…

Mazzarri frowned even more tightly.

The team's offensive opportunities came to him, but he wasted them all.

How could this work?

Mazzarri decided not to have any illusions about Lavezzi anymore.

He should just replace him.

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After Lavezzi wasted another opportunity, the fourth official raised the substitution sign on the sidelines. Number 8, Blasi, was coming on, and the person he was replacing was… number 7! Lavezzi!

Lavezzi was stunned. He never expected to be substituted, after all, the team's attack now relied on him, Chen Hero, and Arshavin, with Hamsik in charge of organizing. If he was taken off, didn't the coach want to win the game?

But the commentators didn't think so. They were not surprised at all that Lavezzi was being substituted. In fact, many commentators had already mentioned it before Mazzarri made this decision.

In the game against Roma, Chen Hero seemed high-spirited and in good form, but Lavezzi was drifting outside the entire team, unable to find his form at all.

It seemed like the team was the same with or without him.

In that case, why not replace him?

"Lavezzi has been substituted, and he seems very dissatisfied! But who can he blame? His performance in this game has been really bad! Especially after Roma took a two-goal lead, all we saw was him trying to go it alone!"

Lavezzi was indeed very unhappy about being substituted early, so when he left the field, he didn't even shake hands with Mazzarri and went straight down the player tunnel to the locker room.

He was expressing his dissatisfaction in this way.

But at this time, few people paid attention to his protest, and everyone focused their attention on the field. Chen Hero's second goal suddenly made the atmosphere of the whole game tense. Roma wanted to keep their lead, while Napoli… suddenly had a surge of morale and wanted to turn the game around at home!