Chapter 125: The Weight of a City

"The game has come to this moment, whether it's Paris or Bayern, it's everything!"

"There is no doubt that it was a great game, the tenacious Bayern Munich and the never-give-up Paris Saint-Germain, this game showed the competitive spirit to the fullest!"

"But that's what the game is, it separates the winners and the losers, it's brutal!"

"On this day, there will be a team between Paris and Bayern Munich who will leave the Champions League stage!"

"As French fans, we naturally don't want to see Paris eliminated, but all we can do is believe in them!"

Mitches felt his voice tremble, and the old Monet on the side was speechless, and the old man was babbling and praying, constantly drawing crosses, and his forehead was about to hit the table.

"Yi stood at the penalty spot!"

"It's a very stressful position! But he still chose to take this free kick, he didn't make any shirk! ”

"For eight months, the 22-year-old boy has been the backbone of the Parisian midfield, and at this critical moment he stepped up again and took the responsibility on his shoulders!"

"It's a big responsibility!"

"It's the obsession of Paris and even French fans with the Champions League, and that's what the city of Paris expects!"

"And now, this big boy is carrying this responsibility on his shoulders and moving forward with a heavy load!"

"It's amazing that he's been able to step up. Goal or not, I beg you to give him a round of applause. ”

......

With Mitches' emotional words, the Parisian fans at the scene slowly got up, and they were all praying.

A pair of eyes were fixed on the big boy in the No. 21 shirt in Paris.

And this scene also spread all over the world through the lens.

In the live broadcast room of the Champions League in various countries, the commentators are stating the importance of this goal, and along with these statements, they also understand that Yile has such a heavy responsibility.

The close-up of the camera is still that bright smiling face.

They don't see any nervousness or uneasiness, just confidence.

The whole of Paris is quiet!

Inside the bar, fans stared at the TV, not daring to catch their breath.

The bartender poured the wine, but kept his eyes glued to the TV, not even noticing that the wine was spilling.

The old fans smoked in worry, frowning.

On the streets of Paris, some cars stopped moving forward, pulling aside and looking up at the back of Yile on a large LED screen hanging from the wall of the building.

As the crowd gathered, they stopped, opened the door, stood on the side of the road, and looked up at the big screen.

At this moment, there is no noise in Paris...

Everyone was looking up at the back of the No. 21 shirt.

......

In the arena, Yi Le kept taking deep breaths, he didn't have the ability to think too much, and he couldn't even get nervous.

The only thing he could do was kick the ball in.

He never put himself in the role of leader or terminator, but sometimes a lot of things are forced to happen.

It's like he's standing here now, at this moment, there's no one to help him, all he can rely on is himself.

His only reliance is on the training day and night, the experience of the competition again and again, and the belief that he does not want to lose.

He knew that this was an extremely important time.

He wanted to get himself excited, but he couldn't get his emotions up, just as he couldn't get nervous.

Maybe... This state is the best.

"Is it okay?"

Italian referee Rossetti asked Yi Le that he didn't mind giving Yi Le more time to prepare.

Because he knows how much pressure Yi Le has on him at this moment!

This 22-year-old young man in front of him has the dream of a city!

And it's all tied to this ball!

Yi Le's expression did not change, and he nodded with a smile: "I'm ready, sir!" ”

Rossetti nodded, slowly stepped back, and gave up the penalty area to Yi Le.

With the referee retreating, the atmosphere on the scene is also very different.

Some Parisian fans couldn't help but close their eyes, unable to look directly at the penalty kick.

In the north stand, Bi Yalong also closed his eyes, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and prayed with a god.

Neuer stared at Yile as he licked his dry lips.

Like Paris, he was not willing to fail.

Therefore, he will hold on to this ball.

Bayern's wall is already in place, and the Parisian players are standing on the line of the penalty area, ready to respond at any moment.

Yile places his hand on his heart and feels his heartbeat.

Knock knock! Knock knock! Knock knock!

The heartbeat is steady....

He slowly retreated.

Exhaled softly.

Beep! ——

A sharp whistle sounded.

The moment of life and death came.

Yi Le started suddenly, his boots flirting with the crumbs, and a muffled grunt came from the haze.

......

In the north stand, Bi Allon's body trembled, and the prayer became a little louder.

He didn't know how long it had been before he could feel the deathly silence of the entire Parc des Princes.

Bi Yalong didn't dare to open his eyes, he pursed his lips tightly.

The companion on the side gently nudged himself.

Bi Yalong was startled, and he hurriedly said loudly: "I know! I know! I won't blame Yi! Even if he didn't kick, he wouldn't be blamed! He's done a great job, we have a next time, we can gain experience, we can do it again next year, we... We...."

There was no response around him, and Bi Yalong felt a trace of doubt in his nervousness.

Suddenly, a pair of powerful arms grabbed him by the shoulders, and there was a roar of excitement in his ears.

"Open your eyes! Idiot! Open your eyes and see!! Oh, God!! Oh, God!! He's amazing!!! ——”

Biaron opened his eyes in disbelief, and what he saw was the ball that was beating at that moment in the opposite goal.

He saw the faces of the Bayern players with dead faces.

A pair of eyes slowly widened and widened, and he wiped his eyes in disbelief, until he confirmed that this was not a hallucination, and then he subconsciously said, "We... Win? ”

Rumble!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ————

Wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ——

The entire Parc des Princes Stadium is like boiling water.

The brief silence was followed by cheers of surprise, excitement, excitement.

They looked at the scene in disbelief,

They beat Bayern Munich in the last minute of the game.

They turned the game around!!

All the Parisian fans couldn't help but be excited, they roared wildly, and vented their emotions.

A child in a Parisian jersey looked at the court in a daze, and he said blankly: "Father, I... We won, didn't we? ”

The father kissed his son's pink cheek and said emotionally: "That's right! We won! We qualify for the last four of the Champions League! It's amazing! They are amazing!! I'm so proud of them!! “

In the stands, men and women hugged each other and cried, which was a smile of joy.

They spread their arms wide and enjoyed the moment of victory.

They shouted the name from the bottom of their hearts.

That name destined to be a hero!

Easy!!!!!!

Easy!!!!!!

Easy!!!!!!

Easy!!!!!!

The roar of 50,000 Parisian fans shook the world.

Bathed in cheers, Yi Legao raised his arms like a triumphant general.

Neymar almost sprinted to Yi Le in a 100-meter sprint, he knocked Yi Le down, hugged Yi Le and shouted: "You can definitely do it!" Surely you can! I knew it! Oh, God! We advance to the semi-finals! We're in the semi-finals of the Champions League! We beat Bayern Munich!! ”

After Neymar, Mbappe, Cavani, Thiago. Silva, N'Golo Kante, Rabiot, Marquinhos and others also rushed over like crazy.

Even Buffon ran madly from his own goal, and the aged Buffon was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

Turning the tables and killing are the most exciting things, and when these two things happen at the same time, he feels that the heart that has been silent for many years is also beating violently.

Buffon secretly exclaimed: 'That's right! I didn't make a mistake! Yi can definitely help me achieve my dreams! ’

The players are crazy about stacking arhats.

In the coach's seat, Boas and others also rushed into the field.

They ran and shouted.

The entire Parc des Princes stadium is full of passion.

This day is destined to be remembered by Parisian fans.

They call this day 'Crazy Paris Night!' ’

On this night, a player named Yile scored a crucial goal for them at the Parc des Princes like a hero!