The first half ended.

Paris Saint-Germain 2:0 Lessebier.

At half-time, Mitches and Thierry Henry were also giving advice to Lesebier.

'I think for now, Lesebier can give up the intention of winning, they need to score a goal and save some face.' Mitches said.

The gap in hard power is too obvious.

The miracle of Lesebier was gratifying, but they simply had no capital to compete with the power of Paris.

"Yes, sometimes, they have to face reality." Henry agreed: "Of course, they can also choose to leave some classic images, such as the achievement of someone!" ”

......

The second half began.

Paris Saint-Germain made some personnel changes.

Rabiot came off the pitch and Verratti came off the bench.

Yile's position dropped back and N'Golo Kante played in a back two.

Organize a retreat, and focus on defense.

Boas has no intention of giving a chance, he wants to win this first championship steadily!

"Boas is really ....."

Mitches couldn't help but grin wryly when he saw this tactical shift.

This is really inappropriate!

Properly divide a slave!

Can't you just leave a little suspense and make the game more exciting?

Do you have to kill the game like this?

Now Paris is going to play a defensive counterattack, Lesebier still has to play?!

Even the Parisian fans in the stands can see that this typical slave posture is really some...

But for the first title of the season, they don't mind.

It's good to win the game.

......

Boas stood on the sidelines, his expression indifferent.

The Lesebier coaching staff was gloomy.

If you say that Paris still have some hope of playing against them, but after scoring two goals, Paris put on a defensive counter-attacking posture.

They're hopeless!

Lesebier's head coach Massara shook his head helplessly, knowing that the game was far away.

The game restarted with Lesebier kicking off and they were in an aggressive attacking posture as soon as they came up.

Roshto brought the ball to the right to draw the defence in and then found Van Gaalleghen on the right flank with a long ball.

At this time, Van Gaallechen had only one Parisian defensive force in front of him.

Roshto watched Van Gaerlegen receive the ball and yelled: "him!!" ”

Van Gaerlehen looked at Yile in front of him, licked his lips, and sped over.

The posture of the other party made Yi Le stunned.

This is... Singled out?

If it were a different person, I might ask for support, but who is Yile?

Tie Hanhan!

Never cowardly!

Yile put on a posture.

Come on, heads-up!

Van Gaalleheng was very fast, and after he got close to Yile, he changed direction frequently, and Yile also played left and right, but he was not in a hurry to get his feet.

Suddenly, Van Gaallechen's shoulder pressed down to the left, and Yile hurriedly took a step to the left.

Van Gaerlehen saw that Yile had been fooled, and directly pulled back the center of gravity and overtook on the right side.

"It's over!! ——”

Mitches shouted in surprise: "Van Gaalleghen has played easy!" ”

And the Lesebier fans at the scene also cheered loudly.

But he passed Yile and Kante also helped to defend well.

Yile is not good at tackles, so Kante taught Van Gahlleghen to be a man.

After scooping the ball off the touchline, Kante patted his ass and got up and walked towards Yile.

Kante patted Yi Le on the shoulder and comforted: "Yi, and I... Uh...."

Halfway through his words, he saw Yi Le's face tense and his eyebrows furrowed.

Kante has been teammates with Yile for two years and is familiar with his stinky problems.

This guy... It's up!

......

Lesebier throws the ball away.

Van Gaallegen stopped the ball steadily, and Kante was about to go up to scramble when a figure rushed past him.

After seeing each other clearly, Kante grinned and honestly went back to fill in the position.

Yile rushed towards Van Gaalleghen and slammed into him.

Van Gaallegen snorted and staggered two steps, but quickly steadied himself.

At the same time, with a flick of his heel, the ball slipped under the crotch of Ile, and Van Gaerlegen spun around and got rid of it again.

"Broken through the ?!! again"

Mitches was surprised, and then he seemed to think of something, and said with a wry smile: "It's easy!" ”

This scene is not unusual, Mitches has seen it many times, Yile has always faced provocations head-on, and will not choose to compromise.

Even if you use your weak tackling ability, you can hit it hard.

Steals have never been Elal's area of expertise.

The Lessebier fans in the anti-console were in high spirits.

Van Gaerlegen has beaten Ile twice in a row, which is a good sight to behold.

Despite losing the game, they played the heart of PSG's midfield twice.

Of course, Van Gaallegen didn't go far and N'Golo Kante broke the ball again.

Kante looked at Yi Le's blushing like a monkey's butt, thought about it, and didn't dare to go up to comfort him.

After all, it is indeed a bit disgraceful to be teased twice by your own fans.

......

In the press gallery, there were laughter and conversations.

"Van Gaerlechen is very good!"

"Hahaha, easy to be teased twice!"

"I remember Van Gaalleghen as a fan of Yi, right?"

"I've been beaten twice by my own fans, and Yi's mentality is about to collapse!"

"I feel like I've collapsed!"

"What will Yi do?"

In the arena, Yi Le blushed like a monkey's butt, and he touched his forehead

Labor and management want to hammer people!

Neymar didn't think it was a big deal, he ran to Yi Le, raised two fingers, and said with a smile: "The second time, I was abused twice by my own fans?" What do you think? ”

Yi Le pursed his lips, glared, and said; "Remember Roy, the bad boy? He's also your fan! ”

Neymar paused for a moment, his face turned red, and retorted: "He's not!!" ”

......

Van Gaallechen's performance wasn't over, he beat Yile four times.

If it weren't for Kanter's protection, it is estimated that Yile would have been protruded into a sieve.

On 91 minutes, Van Gaallegen beat Yile again and set up a goal for Yelmann.

When the referee blows the whistle for the end of the match.

The final score was 2:1.

Paris Saint-Germain won their first title of the season.

They are the winners of the French Cup!

The entire Stade de France was boiling.

The Parisian fans shouted excitedly, and the atmosphere was like a festival.

"After 90 minutes of 'fierce battle', the game was finally decided. Lessebier didn't have the final miracle, but their performance deserves credit and let's congratulate PSG on their first title of the season, with the league and Champions League ahead of them! ”

Yi Le was depressed and celebrated with the players.

Despite winning the championship, he was not very happy with the performance of this game, and even badly, he was passed five times, shame.

When Yi Le was depressed, a timid voice came.

"That's... Can I exchange jerseys with you? ”

Yi Le looked up and saw Van Gaerlegen standing beside Yi Le with some trepidation.

Yi Le got up, glanced up and down, took off his jersey and handed it over, saying, "I remember you!" Van Gaerlechen! ”

Van Gaallechen was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what Yile meant.

I saw Yi Le draped the opponent's jersey on his shoulders, turned around and waved his hand: "I won't let you pass me next time, I hope you can appear on a higher-level stage at that time." ”

Hearing this, Van Gaalleghen's eyes lit up, and he shouted towards Yi Le's back: "I will pass you next time." ”

Yi Le chuckled, turned his head and shrugged; "You've got to win the game."

Yi Le pointed to the trophy and laughed; "Look, it belongs to me!"

Van Gaalleghen is not good as a person.

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