"Yang Feng really caught up with football! He didn't go out of bounds! He didn't go out of bounds! He made a cross from the bottom, Raul! He entered! 3-2! 3-2! The final kill! Counterattack!"

Duan Xuan's excited voice sounded among thousands of households, and I don't know howls of ghosts and wolves in the middle of the night.

Xu Yang's tears were about to burst out, "This is the player we need! This is what Chinese football should look like! We don't require high talent or good skills, we only require the most basic spirit of never giving up! Here, I also say a few heartfelt words, just like many people. When talking about Yang Feng before, I always say that he wasted his running position, said that he wasted his speed, said that he was not single-handed, said that he was not good at it, but today, in front of the national audience, I want to say sorry to him. Such a player deserves the respect of anyone..."

"Damn it, let's not talk about it. From today on, Yang Feng will be my number one idol, and Messi will have to retreat to second place."

"I wanted to cry when I saw Director Xu crying. It was clearly Raul who scored the goal."

"I should be happy, crying my yarn... Why is my tissue missing?"

"Why do I feel more excited than when he scored the goal just now?"

"Let's have a good look, please take a look."

"Call Yang Feng into the national team quickly."

"Don't, please let it go."

"Isn't there an Olympic Games this year? Yang Feng should still be a player of the right age, right?"

"Yang Feng is a player of the right age, but the problem is that the Chinese Olympic team did not qualify for the qualifiers..."

The penguins that were still noisy just now suddenly became quiet.

OK, I can't play in the World Cup, and I can't even play in the Olympics.

"I haven't cared about the national football team for a long time. Isn't there a saying before, the national youth team is world-class, the national youth team is Asian, the national football team is disaster-level, etc.? Now the national Olympic team is also in a bad position?"

"You said too, that's the past!"

"It's midnight, isn't it good to talk about some happy topics? Why can't you get along with yourself?"

Room 802, Jianghan City, Qingshan Community, Gan Province.

Yang Yunsong was still pressing his voice down, but now he couldn't help it. "Damn it, darn it, darn it, darn it, darn it, good boy! I know! I know!"

Su Jing, who had been in the room with her ears eavesdropping, finally couldn't help but walk out, rubbing her eyes as if she pretended to be rubbing her eyes and complained: "What's crazy about the middle of the night? If you don't sleep, others won't sleep?"

Because of Yang Yunsong's secretly causing Yang Feng to go abroad, Su Jing had always had a thorn in her heart, especially when Yang Feng started a bad start, and there were jokes about him teasing him alone everywhere on the Internet. The thorn was pierced deeper, so recently, I have been thinking about how to make my son turn back and leave the Shura field of the football circle as soon as possible.

Yang Yunsong walked up, held her face, and kissed her hard on her lips, "Wife, look at your son, you are promising! You are promising."

Su Jing broke away and glared at him fiercely, "I understand, Tiantian Say Tiantian Say Tiantian Say, isn't it just another goal?"

"No, no, no, not just scoring goals, that kind of... how do you tell you... you know the spirit? That kid was just shining!"

Su Jing laughed in great pride.

Although Yang Yunsong was inappropriate in his words, the couple, and had been teaching Chinese for decades, and had reached the level of reading comprehension, of course, they understood Yang Yunsong's meaning.

However, although I was happy, my index finger still poked his forehead hard, "If you can't say anything, don't talk nonsense!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Yunsong and her cell phone rang almost at the same time.

The two looked at each other and tacitly understood.

There are so many colleagues and friends, and there are always a few fans among them.

"Old Yang? Look, hehe, it's okay, I didn't embarrass me."

"Xiao Li, haven't slept yet? Well, okay, he has a lot to learn..."

For the first time, Su Jing felt that it was not a very wrong choice to let the brat play football...

On the other side, the entire Allianz stadium was almost the same, almost silent for a moment, and then various sounds slowly rang out.

In the visiting team fan area, Chinese fans were almost crazy, and the voices of "Yang Feng" and "Yang Feng" were heard endlessly.

They held their heads and chests up, and kept shaking the national flag in their hands, as if they were playing a national team game off the court.

Other fans were originally calling out "Yang" and "Yang" a few times, but after hearing this, they also called out their full names.

Raul rushed towards Yang Feng like crazy, and then rushed over.

Yang Feng whispered, quickly took a step back, sat down on his horse, opened his hands to catch Raul who was rushing up, and the two hugged each other in a very eye-catching position.

Hunterlaer rushed over, and wanted to hang up as he was like this, but found that there was no place anymore.

Schalke 04's bench was filled with joy, Stevens clenched his fists and kept muttering something in his mouth.

"Yang used tireless running to create an opportunity! Create a penalty, score a goal, assist a goal, Schalke 04's three goals are all related to him! Without Yang, Schalke 04 is likely to have to go home with two goals."

Heinx had no expression on his face, but he threw out another card and replaced Muller with Dimoshchuk.

Mueller was about to leave, but Schalke 04's celebration seemed endless. Ram also knew that the past was useless, so he might have asked them to find an opportunity to argue for a few more minutes, so he ran over and found the referee and asked the referee to negotiate.

The game started again, and without Stevens' order, Schalke 04 retreated, and Raul, Hunterlaer and Yang Feng also returned to their own team to participate in the assisted defense at halftime.

They were just harassing outside the penalty area. The most important thing was the deterrent force in counterattack, which made Bayern unable to attack wholeheartedly. The real defense still depends on teammates in the middle and backcourts.

The star card can only be replaced before playing. Whether it is a starter, a substitute or a halftime break, it can be replaced as long as there is no official appearance, but it is not possible during the time on the court, so Yang Feng can only equip new cards, so now Yang Feng cannot switch Fan Zhiyi's star card to the defensive bar, otherwise he can make some real contributions on the defensive end.

"Congratulations on assisting your teammates in a key game for scoring a goal overtake, earning 2 points, current points: 9."

The assists were no longer able to bring points, and Yang Feng thought he could only rely on goals in the future. Unexpectedly, this assist actually surprised him. It seems that it is not that the assists cannot score, but that the unimportant assists are not recorded in the statistics.

The system has been on the body for nearly a year. Every time he thinks he has fully understood the system, the system will always produce something beyond his expectations, which is quite a bit like "the final interpretation right belongs to this system, and I can play whatever I like."
Chapter completed!