"What a pity!"

Zhan Jun sat down slowly, put on his headphones again, and said, "If this ball eats the right part, it will definitely be able to score!" ”

Zhang Lu also praised: "Yes, after the sneak attack in Barcelona, Paris immediately launched a counterattack to find the field!" I have to say that this Parisian team is very mental, they don't lose at all! ”

"The most important thing is that cross run, when Mbappe appeared, it scared me!" Zhan Jun exaggerated: "I don't even know when and where he ran away!" ”

Zhang Lu nodded and said: "Yes, Mbappe's running position has indeed improved a lot, but the most important thing is Yile, Yile alone has attracted the attention of the entire backline, which gives Mbappe the opportunity to enter the big penalty area!" ”

"Actually, this kind of play can only be completed by Yi Le, after all, some games depend on the name of the player, just like Ronaldo and Messi standing in front of the goal, Yi Le standing on the line of the big penalty area, he also has such a deterrent!"

"If you change other players, it won't cause this situation at all, and the opponent will pay attention to the surrounding situation while keeping an eye on the ball, if so, Mbappe will not be able to play."

"But this midfielder is Yile, and everyone in Barcelona doesn't dare to let their guard down, and that's why there are these things that follow!"

In the barrage, Chinese fans also exclaimed:

"Scared Lao Tzu, when did Mbappe appear!"

"It's like a ghost, MMP!"

"Director Zhang Lu is right, even our eyes were attracted by Yile at that time, let alone the Barcelona players on the field."

"This is the midfield nuclear weapon, terrifying!"

The Parc des Princes was jubilant, and despite failing to score a goal, the attack from Paris was a morale-boosting attack.

On the bench, Boas was also relieved, he turned his head and said with a smile: "Yi's single-core ability is still so strong!" ”

Michelle was also full of emotion: "At that time, even my eyes were attracted by Yile, and I didn't see Mbappe at all!" ”

......

"Follow him, don't let him kick like that!"

Ter Stegen roared in terror, he was the one who had been most frightened by the attack just now.

He broke out in a cold sweat at the cross-run.

Paris almost scored.

Mbappe retreated with some chagrin, and Yile also felt pity, but there was no way.

He dropped back into the half, spun his ankle and found himself in good shape.

He slowly raised his head, looked at the opponent's goal, and subconsciously licked his lips.

Barcelona took a goal kick and this time they didn't rush forward to settle the tempo.

But Paris didn't think so, and they began to press frantically up front, which forced Barcelona to speed up.

Rakitic found Messi with a long pass, and Messi headed the ball to Suarez, who tried to use his individual ability to break through, but was brought down by Kante.

Barcelona get a free-kick from a good position.

Messi takes the free-kick.

The ball was powerful, but it flew against the wall and landed behind Marquinhos.

Marquinhos saw the front and Cavani was ready to move.

He actually soared directly into the air, twisted his waist, and slammed his legs.

An upside-down golden hook pass!!

"Wow!! Marquinhos! Paris is going to fight back!! ”

Cavani was sprinting frantically, he was fast, Pique was chasing him, but he couldn't.

At the same time, Ter Stegen also took the initiative.

The ball didn't land well and was near the big penalty area.

The ball hit the ground and bounced into the box, where Ter Stegen got in front of Cavani and hammered it out with his fist.

"The pass was too big, Cavani didn't keep up!" The French commentator Georges sighed helplessly.

But in the next second, a violent exclamation came from the screen.

I saw the ball flying out of the rib area of Barcelona, and there, Yi Le had already picked up his left leg and made a shot.

Ter Stegen was so frightened that he lay on the ground, it was too late to get up and go back to guard the door, so he could only shout: "Stop him!!" ”

But the question is how to prevent it?

There was no one around Yile for three meters, and it was impossible to prevent it at the first time.

The Barcelona player could only watch as Yile's left leg slammed into the ball.

Bang!!!!

There was a loud crash.

The ball flew high and landed past Barcelona goalkeeper Ter Stegen.

Under the gaze of everyone, the ball almost grazed the goalpost and fell into the goal.

The stadium fell silent for a moment.

Under the gaze of one by one, Yi Le took a few breaths, slowly straightened up, and raised his right arm high.

Rumble!!!!!

“GooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaL！！”

"Brilliant long shot lob! Easy! Easy! It's easy again! He always stepped up and scored crucial goals when it mattered. ”

"This is the number 21 of Paris, this is the super midfielder of Paris, now the aggregate score is level, we have an away goal, as long as we keep this scoreline, Paris will be able to qualify!"

"Easy!! Easy!! Easy!! God, I love him so much! ”

George roared madly, his whole face flushed with red light, and he slapped the table down.

Even in the broadcast crew, those staff couldn't help but exclaim, followed by violent applause.

Paris represents France's glory in the Champions League.

At this moment, they are honored.

Easy!!!!

Easy!!!!

Easy!!!!

Easy!!!!

Easy!!!!

The entire Parc des Princes stadium went crazy, and everyone was shouting Yile's name unwillingly.

Yes, they can always trust Yile!

Just like this promise, Yile always stands up at every critical moment.

Just like this lob, he helped the team to gain an advantage again.

Although, there is nothing wrong with Yile leaving.

But at least not now, Paris can still shout and cheer for having such an excellent midfielder!

Yile was soon overwhelmed by the Parisian players.

They celebrated excitedly, no one expected the goal to come so suddenly.

"Well done!"

"This drop ball, it's so cool!"

Cavani rubbed Yile's head even more, and said with excitement on his face: "I thought I could score, but I didn't expect it to pave the way for you, this goal has to be counted as an assist for me!" ”

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but roll their eyes, they didn't score a single knife, and they were embarrassed to assist?

Looking at everyone's expressions, Cavani couldn't help but feel aggrieved: "That single knife is because Marquinhos is big!" ”

Hearing this, Marquinhos couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "Fart, it's obvious that you're too slow!" ”

Cavani: ???

WTF！！ Can you still throw the pot like this?

The team members laughed and hugged Yile to retreat.

Now they are full of energy, and at this moment, absolutely no one can beat them.