The air raid spanned half the stadium, and White Hart Lane was filled with smoke.
Even Wenger, who has always been gentle and elegant, couldn't help but open his eyes wide after seeing the goal, took his hands out of his coat pockets, and continued to imitate Klopp's example, performing the "Farmer's Three Punch" one meter in front.
Oh no, if this matter comes to Wenger, it will have to be renamed "Professor Three Punch"!
"Did you see the professor's fist pump?"
"I haven't seen such an expression on Henry's face since he left!"
“Absolutely incredible!”
"Ray's shot was like a fairy from heaven, and it penetrated Tottenham's goal directly from the midfield."
"How did he do that?"
"Why do I still find it incredible?"
The gunmen rushed forward with excitement, but they did not dare to rush directly into Lei Yu's arms like before.
They carefully stopped about two meters away from Lei Yu and worshiped him one by one.
"Oh my God, Ray, how did you do that?"
"Ray, please take my knee off!"
"Lei, lift your feet and step on my knees. I want to shine your shoes!"
Especially Carl Jenkinson, a young player of the same age as Lei Yu was standing beside and behind Lei Yu, not even daring to look directly at Lei Yu.
If Sagna hadn't been injured in this game, he wouldn't have had the chance to play.
Even when he was on the field, he was brutally beaten by Bell.
He was almost suffering from a psychological shadow, and he even began to consider taking the initiative to apply for a loan to a fifth- or sixth-level league after this game to practice in order to untie his knot.
It was a great honor for him to witness the kick of Lei Yu with his own eyes before leaving.
It was also from this moment on that Carl became a die-hard fan of the Gunners.
Even if other wealthy clubs paid a high price to invite him to transfer in the future, he would not be tempted. Of course, this is all a story for another day.
Now, the entire White Hart Lane is going crazy for Lei Yu's super long-distance lob.
Especially the fans of the home team, they were staring at the big screen of the game, hoping to see a hole in the top net of the goal, and Lei Yu's ball actually entered the goal through that hole.
However, reality tortured their hearts over and over again. The slow-motion replay clearly showed that the football actually fell into the net with Friedel.
They lost!
Defeated by a midfielder lob that only happened in the Premier League in fifteen years!
Fifteen years ago, the 21-year-old Beckham let the world know this elegant young man with a long-distance lob at Serges Park.
Fifteen years later, the backdrop changed from Wimbledon to Tottenham.
What echoed over White Hart Lane was only waves of disbelief.
Tottenham fans are in a dilemma.
They didn't want to believe that their opponent scored such a magical goal at their home court, but their hands unconsciously started to move with the people around them.
Lei Yu's goal is enough to become a treasure of the Premier League.
Many years later, when people mentioned the handsome young man who scored a lob in midfield under the sun, the first people who thought of him were not only David Bay and Ham, but also today's Lei Yu!
Gun fans are much simpler.
More than 3,000 visiting team fans stood on stools, jumping, shouting, waving their arms, and trying their best to vent their emotions.
They were so excited that they didn't know what to do.
Arsenal has had a rough start to the season and has been at the bottom of the fan rankings.
Even though they beat Swansea 7-0, their opponents' weak strength has always been criticized by their own fans!
He has the ability to beat Liverpool 5-0 like Tottenham!
Such words came from the mouth of his own fans, making all gun fans lament.
But now, they no longer envy their opponents' achievements.
Because they were on the enemy's territory and completely defeated their opponents!
"Thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder!!!" Gun fans chanted Lei Yu's name in unison, showing no intention of stopping.
2 to 1, Arsenal took the lead at the last moment of the game!
Looking at the bright red numbers on the screen, countless gun fans burst into tears in front of the screen.
Lei Yu in the camera is like a god descending to earth, one person dominates the fate of two teams.
"It's like a fairy from heaven!"
"Who would have thought that Lei Yu would shoot from this position!?" Zhan Jun's voice was also full of excitement.
"Lei Yu will become a top star surpassing Beckham!"
At this moment, Jiulang's live broadcast room was already crowded with fans who stayed up late to watch the game.
"Niux" and "666" instantly exploded on the screen and couldn't be stopped at all.
"yes!!!"
In the dormitory of Communication University, Ma Fanshu shouted when Lei Yu scored.
Then, regardless of the roommate's condemnation, he directly held the dolphin pillow between his legs and rolled on the bed.
"Brother Yu, so handsome!!!"
...
The White Hart Lane pitch was full of wailing, the away team players were busy celebrating, and the home team players were too lazy to return to their positions.
After several people's continuous tackles, collisions and double-teaming, the ball was not snatched away. Instead, the opponent allowed the opponent to directly lob it into the net from the center line and sideline while passing several people.
The morale of Tottenham Hotspur has been shattered, and they can no longer arouse their desire to fight.
The referee looked at his watch and saw that the Arsenal players were celebrating for too long, so he urged them to return to their positions.
At this moment, Lei Yu suddenly shouted.
"Wait a moment, Mr. Referee."
After shouting, Lei Yu ran along the sideline near the bottom corner in front of everyone, picked up a pair of pink cotton pants on the court, and then slowly ran to his bench and handed it to his teammates.
"This is my trophy, help me keep it!"
Damn the loot!
Who doesn't know that you are retaliating?
Seeing this scene, many fans remembered that in the first half, the referee walked across half the stadium to pick up mineral water bottles in order to waste time for Tottenham.
Now seeing Lei Yu treating others in his own way, everyone couldn't help laughing.
"Okay, Mr. Referee, the game can start again."
Seeing Lei Yu's joking face, the referee finally couldn't help it and took out a yellow card directly from his pocket.
Whoosh!
The yellow card lights up.
Seeing the yellow card above his head, Lei Yu's smile suddenly froze on his face.
The referee also looked at Lei Yu with a stern look on his face, as if to say, "Boy, do you regret it now?"
But then, his own expression changed.
Because he just remembered that Lei Yu already had a yellow card.
If Lei Yu is sent off at this time, he will definitely have to face a lawsuit!
At this moment, White Hart Lane exploded again.
The referee had no choice but to bite the bullet, put away the yellow card, and took out a red card and raised it high.
Amid the roars of the fans, Lei Yu once again stretched out his hand and pointed at the red card in the referee's hand.
"Mr. Referee, can you lend me a loan?"
Listening to the angry curses from the fans of the away team, the referee said with a straight face and pretended to be tough: "Lei, what did you use it for?"
Having said that, he still pretended to be "robbed" by Lei Yu and let go of his hand.
After receiving the red card, Lei Yu turned around again, kissed him deeply in front of the fans of the visiting team, and then put a sticker on his chest and team logo before returning the red card to the referee.
Then, Lei Yu turned around and walked towards his bench with a smile, extremely free and easy.
"Lei, good job!" Paimolic immediately stepped forward and extended his hand, then winked at Lei Yu.
"Thank you, coach." Lei Yu patted the other party and continued walking forward.
After receiving compliments from several people in succession, Lei Yu finally walked up to Wenger.
Looking at the unsmiling French professor in front of him, Lei Yu, who had received support from many people, still felt a little guilty.
"Boss, I..."
Before Lei Yu could speak, a smile suddenly appeared on Wenger's old-fashioned face: "Lei, thank you for your hard work. Go back and have a good rest. The club will seek justice for you."