Chapter 11 Fireworks over the Parc des Princes
The players in Paris were celebrating, and Di Maria ran under the fan stands and roared.
Then he turned his head to look in Yi Le's direction, pointed his hands at Yi Le, and motioned for him to come over and celebrate.
Yi Le smiled and ran over.
After the two high-fived, they hugged each other heavily.
"That pass was fantastic!" Di Maria said in Spanish.
Di Maria hasn't felt this good for a long time, and it's just comfortable to kick.
It reminded him of his previous years at Real Madrid.
Yi Le smiled shyly and said, "Your shooting is also wonderful." ”
Cavani also ran over at this time, but he looked at Yile with some resentment.
Yi Le didn't seem to have passed the ball to him much so far.
The king of spitting cakes, is there no human right?
Neymar was standing aside, a little dissatisfied, why didn't anyone praise me?
......
In the coach's box, the substitutes stood up excitedly at the moment of the goal.
This is a derby, a chance to make a name for yourself!
On the other hand, Boas smiled and applauded, Fan Er is very good, he is not a grassroots young marshal now, he is the head coach of the champion, and he has to be personable.
Just a goal, all the fuss!
Mbappe looked at the pitch with envy, and looked at Boas from time to time, how he hoped that at this time, Boas would come to say, 'Killian, go warm up', but unfortunately... No!
......
In the middle of the field, after PSG celebrated, Marseille drove the ball out again.
On 31 minutes, a risky pass from Payet was decisively intercepted by Yile, and a cruise missile-like accurate long pass went straight to Cavani.
Cavani couldn't get excited.
Yi finally gave himself a pass!
Cavani carried Rami hard to unload the ball, and a pause and suddenly started, directly throwing off half of Lamy's body.
Rami couldn't stop Cavani, so he could only reach out and grab the other party.
But as soon as Rami stretched out his hand, Cavani made a deft change of direction and blocked in front of Rami, and the two collided together.
"Cavani!! Single Knife!! ”
Old Monet couldn't be excited, he hadn't been so excited for a long time.
In the past, when he watched Paris Saint-Germain's game, he always needed to be careful, even if he was ahead, he couldn't take it lightly.
And in this game, he saw the changes in this team, and the sharp attack saw his adrenaline soaring.
"Cavani! Cavani! Cavani! The old man kept shouting, he couldn't think anymore, his mind was full of whether this ball could be scored!
Cavani faced Manida and calmly slotted into the bottom left corner of the net with the ball through Manida's five fingers.
"Goal!! Goal!! Goal!! Goal!! ”
Old Monet jumped up and down like a child with excitement, he waved his hands wildly, and shouted; "The first half is not over yet, we are already two goals ahead and we have the win!"
"This game was simply Yi's solo show, and in 31 minutes, he completed two assists! After the turmoil of the transfer, Yi's form is still hot, and he announced in a flamboyant announcement at the Parc des Princes that the terrifying midfielder in the Champions League has come to French soil!! ”
"What is efficiency? It's called efficiency! ”
"What is rhythm? That's the rhythm! ”
"Yi is in this game to show everyone how tough he is!"
"Guys, tell me why it was ..... who scored the goal"
Cavani !!!! ——
"It was ....... who assisted us"
YI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ——
The entire Parc des Princes stadium was boiling, especially in the Boulogne stands, where the die-hard Parisian fans rejoiced.
In the next ten minutes, Marseille was kicked out.
In the face of the wave of offensive fury in Paris, they could not stop it at all, and Payet, who spoke harshly before the game, was also kicked dizzy.
Paris has completely entered the mad dog mode of Yile.
The frenzied attacks made the Parisian fans cheer again and again.
Just one game, no! Just one first half, they were conquered!
They were hopelessly in love with that Chinese boy!
......
After the break, the two sides changed sides and fought again.
Marseille's head coach Jose. Michelle also made some responses.
The striker, who had completely lost himself in the first half, was replaced by youngster N'Giye, who had just arrived from Tottenham.
After the Cameroonian youngster came on the field, he looked in the direction of Yile.
For this big man, Enghye will not be a stranger, both of them were at Tottenham at the same time, but Yi Le is a real big man, and he has played once in two seasons, pure soy sauce party.
N'Giye knew better than anyone how powerful Yile was, so his decision was a bit funny, but it was the right one.
He was planted directly in the PSG backline, looking like he had completely abandoned midfield.
In fact, it was also the right choice, when N'Giye was at Tottenham, he saw a lot of teams play Tottenham like this.
But the situation is much worse now than it was then.
Marseille can't play the ball in the midfield, and the back line is also shaky.
Marseille players were devastated, this Paris Saint-Germain team felt very strange to them, and the style of play was completely changed.
If they are given some time, there is still the possibility of catching tactical weaknesses, but at the beginning of the season, when both sides are not clear, it is all about form, coordination and individual ability.
Obviously, PSG has an absolute advantage in this regard.
A steady stream of attacks continues.
Yile has already kicked away, and a game has allowed him to integrate into the team more quickly.
He stood in the middle circle, which was a turret, delivering a steady stream of cannonballs.
Edinson Cavani, Neymar and Angel Di Maria were also supported by Yile's passes, and their shots became more and more confident.
At full 64 minutes, Yi Le launched a surprise attack on the left side.
He and Neymar dribbled and cooperated, and passed 5 people in a row, and finally Yi Le shot angrily and scored again.
In the 76th minute, Yi Le directly tore through the opponent's defense with a fatal through ball, and Neymar formed a single knife and calmly pushed the goal.
The whole Parc des Princes stadium is going crazy.
The fans in Paris were overjoyed, they never imagined that the national derby would be a one-sided massacre!
4:0 ah!!
Paris Saint-Germain kicked crazy!
"The fourth! The fourth! The fourth! Old Monet covered his heart, he felt that the whole person was a little fluttering, his face was even more ruddy, he was panting heavily, and roared excitedly;" What are you waiting for? Firework! Firework! We want to celebrate!! ——”
Wow!!!!!!!!!! ——
With a huge cheer, the Parisian fans in the south stand also set off fireworks wantonly.
First in pieces, then in pieces, then began to spread, turning into a clump, and the whole south stand seemed to be on fire.
Countless cold flame flowers spread over the entire South Stand, like a sea of fire.
This scene directly stunned Yi Le.
Last season, he had heard about fireworks when he came to Paris, but it was before the game and it was extinguished at the start of the game.
But at this time, it is happening right in front of my eyes.
If you don't know the situation, you really think it's on fire.
And Yile also heard some slight 'biu.biu' movements.
"Sky Monkey?!"
......
Beep!!!!
"The game is over, the game is over, this national derby, Paris Saint-Germain won with an absolute advantage!"
The final score was fixed at 4:0.
There was no follow-up attack from Paris, but it also had a big impact on Marseille.
The big Paris is off to a great start, and everyone is excited.
Especially as a well-deserved MVP of this game.
Yi Le gave three assists and one goal, and his performance was phenomenal, and he was in hot form.
Cavani and other Parisian players still wanted to find Yile to celebrate, but they couldn't find it after looking for a long time.
At this time, Yi Le stood under the South Stand, staring at the top with a curious expression.
And the fans in Paris also saw Yi Le, and the leader of the die-hard fans, Bi Allon, walked over with a smile and issued an invitation: "Yi, do you want to come up and play?" ”
Yi Le blinked and said, "Is it okay?" ”
"Why not?"
After speaking, several people stretched out their hands, and Yi Le held their hands and was pulled into the audience.
Only then did he realize that this was not a fire at all, but a cold firework held by Parisian fans, but because there were too many of them, a scene of a sea of fire was formed.
And with the cold fireworks burning, the smoke of gunpowder is filled, and the waving team flag appears and disappears in the smoke from time to time, which is even more spectacular.
The arrival of Yile greatly aroused the interest of this group of die-hard fans.
They happily crossed their shoulders and sang songs, which was not lively.
Yile was also infected by this range and quickly joined in.
He couldn't sing in French, so he had to shout along, and the Parisian fans were enthusiastic.
Easy!!!!
Easy!!!!
Easy!!!!
Easy!!!!
The entire south stand was filled with voices calling Yile's name, and Yile was also enjoying it.
Bi Yalong is a thin young man, but he is the leader of the fans, and Yi Le can't understand how this guy became the leader.
Yi Le turned his head and asked suspiciously: "Can the French armor set off fireworks?" ”
"No, you can't!" Bi Alon replied truthfully.
Yi Le was stunned for a moment and said, "Then you still put it?" ”
Bi Yalong grinned and said, "Whatever, this is our tradition, and we are willing to pay for this victory!" ”
"Of course... Sorry to inform you. Bi Yalong winked at Yi Le and smiled; You appear in the stands, and the French Football Federation thinks that you are instigating us, and may issue a ban! ”
Yi Le: "!!! ”
Seeing Yi Le's frightened look, Bi Yalong laughed out loud, patted Yi Le's back fiercely, and said; "If you lie to you, it's a fine at most!"
Hearing this, Yi Le breathed a sigh of relief and said with a look of resentment: "Salop!" (French: badass). ”
Bi Yalong paused for a moment, and then laughed: "This is the dirty language you learned?" It's not lethal, I'll teach you the rest. ”
Yile: "......."
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