Chapter 65: No one in the Bundesliga knows the king
“goooooooooooooooal!!!!”
"Oh my god, what did I see?" The commentator was so excited that he could not speak coherently. He covered his head while sitting in the commentator's seat, "I can't believe my eyes at all!"
"Ye, who ran for ninety minutes, actually completed his fourth hat trick with a wonderful goal that beat three people at the last moment!"
"This is simply the coming of God! God!"
He roared word by word!
"Guys, tell me, who scored the fifth goal?"
The fans at the scene also shouted, "Ye!"
"It's Ye!"
"My favorite leaf!"
"Oh my God, Ye is the god of Westphalia!"
You can't describe this in words!
There were more than 80,000 people in the audience, and no one was sitting, including the fans of the visiting team. They all looked at this scene in disbelief.
Kuba, who was closest to the goal, seemed to have been cast a restraining spell at the moment. His eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Ye Chen, who rushed towards the south stand after scoring the goal.
What did he see?
miracle!
This goal is a combination of wisdom, skill and perfect shooting skills!
He couldn't even use words to describe the shock in his heart!
Feeling the roar of the mountain and tsunami in his ears, Bowser uttered two words, "Fuck!"
But I am uneducated, so I can tell the world with just one word!
Coach's command area in front of the bench.
Uncle Zha looked at Ye Chen who was shaking his fist in the corner to celebrate with a look of disbelief. He covered his head with his hands, but a smile appeared on his face.
However, Solbakken on the other side was slumped on the ground, his eyes empty.
He made all the arrangements he could, and the players also tried their best.
Look at Matushchik who fell to the ground on the court and couldn't get up; look at Sereno who was holding up his legs and his body was shaking; look at Butchit who had no energy to chase back and was breathing like a ventilator.
Man……
You don't want to blame them at all!
They tried their best, but Ye Chen at this moment was...
Yes, God has come!
The commentator summed it up very well!
…
The time was up one minute ago.
Huaxia Sports has five live broadcast rooms.
At this moment, the two commentators had worried looks on their faces, and Ye Chen on the court was in trouble!
"Ye Chen went through the most difficult ten minutes of the game. The Cologne players treated him like a giant panda and protected him at all levels!" Huang Jianxiang's magnetic voice spread throughout thousands of households.
Zhan Jun also nodded, "After all, he is a young player who has just entered the professional game. When faced with double-teaming by two or even three players, he really doesn't know what to do!" 81 Chinese website
"To be honest, Ye Chen is just a 17-year-old young player, what about Cologne?" Huang Jianxiang said with a depressed look.
Seeing Ye Chen being restrained, he felt anxious!
"This is really serious!" Zhan Jun laughed, "You must know that Ye Chen scored two goals and one assist today, including the corner kick that was scored by Ye Chen's long shot. He can be said to be a person.
Involved in four goals! If I were the head coach of Cologne, I would also ask the players to double-team him!"
"I understand the truth, but it's a bit uncomfortable to see Ye Chen being locked up." Huang Jianxiang sighed.
"He has done a good job, but with Ye Chen's performance, more teams will definitely target Ye Chen like this in the future!" Zhan Jun said seriously.
Of course, this also shows how terrifying Ye Chen is now!
You can't guard one person, but if you guard two people, other players will be left open.
But how to pick the ball out depends on the player's personal ability.
This is also the gap between ordinary stars and top stars!
While the two were chatting, Ye Chen retreated to get the ball again.
"Ye Chen ran back to respond. Although he was far away from the penalty area, he also brought out the defensive players after he moved!" Huang Jianxiang's voice suddenly became louder, "What is he doing?"
Zhan Jun's eyes widened, "An interesting scene happened on the court. Ye Chen actually used the referee to play a pick-and-roll on the basketball court. Ye Chen's mind is really too flexible!"
"Ye Chen used the referee to get rid of Buchitman's personal marking, but his teammate Sereno had already reacted!"
"Next to him, Matushchik fell to the ground to make a tackle... Wow, what did I see? Ye Chen became a musician on the court, and he played the violin with his right foot!"
"Oops, the sole of Matushchik's shoe hit Ye Chen when he fell to the ground, but he didn't lose control of the ball!"
"Sereno rushed up, beautiful...beautifully passed through the crotch!"
"The only one left in front of us is goalkeeper Lensing!"
"Lensing abandoned the door and attacked!"
"Shoot! It's a push! I saw something!"
"It's in, it's in!"
"Ye Chen passed three people in a row and finally completed the goal with a lob!"
Huang Jianxiang and Zhan Jun both lifted their butts off their stools, staring intently at the TV screen.
When the football entered the goal, the two of them jumped up from their stools!
A second ago, they were worried about what Ye Chen should do.
The next second, Ye Chen composed a perfect answer with both feet!
Huang Jianxiang roared impassionedly, "I think the fans are happy at this moment! Because our fans no longer need to envy the Argentinian fans, nor the Portuguese fans. We also have our own Messi and Ronaldo.
He is Ye Chen!"
Zhan Jun also spoke, "Don't worry about being ignorant. No one in the Bundesliga knows you! From today on, I believe that no one in the Bundesliga will not know Ye Chen. I also believe that Ye Chen's name will be resounding throughout the world in the future."
Altar! He will become a banner like Yao Ming and lead the arrival of a new era!"
The deafening "Ye Chen Song" rang out at the Westfalenstadion!
Zhan Jun and Huang Jianxiang sang loudly at the same time.
"Hala ha ha ye chen ye chen!"
"Ye Chen from China!"
"Our favorite Chinese boy, Ye Chen Ye Chen!"
"Our omnipotent Ye Chen!"
Ye Chen's song spread to thousands of households through TV sets, and countless fans burst into tears.
Fans have been waiting for this moment for too long.
China has never lacked passionate fans, but they lack spiritual support!
But now, a 17-year-old handsome boy is wearing a yellow jersey and racing in the Bundesliga!
The sword energy stretches across thirty thousand miles, and one sword freezes nineteen states!
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Dot it.
"One battle to become a god! From today on, I will be Ye Chen's biggest fan!"
"With tears in my eyes, I must go to watch Ye Chen play football live once in my life!"
"Who could not love Ye Chen like this?"
"Argentina has Messi, Portugal has Ronaldo, England has Rooney, Brazil has Neymar, and China has Ye Chen! From now on, I no longer have to envy them!"
"Teacher Zhan's explanation is really exciting. Don't worry, no one knows you in the future. No one in the Bundesliga knows you! I want to see who dares to underestimate Ye Chen in the future!"
"Wake up upstairs, have you forgotten the Football Association statement?"
"Shocked! The talented shooter with four hat tricks was turned away from the country due to lack of strength!"
Ye Chen's own feet composed a moving poem.
However, every goal he scored today was a loud slap on the face of the Football Association.
Of course, there is nothing Ye Chen needs to do now.
Because angry fans once again went to the Football Association's official website...