The Championship is not valued in China, and there is no broadcasting right, but under the influence of Yile, there are still many fans who inquire about live broadcast channels to watch the game.

The game hasn't even started yet, and the comment section below is already bustling.

"It's coming! Here it comes! ”

"Wow! This card, how many times has this camera been aimed at Yile? Proper star treatment! ”

"Why are you sitting on the bench, isn't Yile the core of the midfield?"

"Ask for popular science! Ask the great god to popularize science! ”

"Yile is going to transfer next season, for the stability of Millwall's midfield, it is understandable for the manager to arrange a new lineup, and Reading is not a strong team, it is almost the same with or without Yile."

"Playing Reading like five scum, Yile doesn't have to play at all, if it is replaced by Bournemouth, Watford, Wolves and other strong teams, the manager dares not to play Yile?"

"Yile seems to be very popular, and there are a lot of fans in the No. 21 jersey in the stands."

"Just kidding, I specifically checked, Millwall jersey sales, Yile's No. 21 jersey is firmly at the top of the list, and Yile is called a prince by Millwall fans, what do you think is a trouble?"

"So fierce?! I'm looking at the radical road to turn fans, Yile's footwork is handsome. ”

"Upstairs, you're a layman, Yile is not only sharp in footwork, his control of the rhythm, his running and vision are all at the top of the Championship, even at the European level, and he must be a world-class midfielder after growing up for a while."

Chinese fans talked excitedly about how excited they were before the game started, but the fly in the ointment was that Yile did not start.

Of course, there are not only praises in the comment area, but also a lot of comments.

For example....

"The heart of the midfield? Hehe, the core is still sitting on the bench? ”

"It is estimated that it is the media touting again, we Chinese boast ourselves, and foreigners simply look down on it."

"Dong Fang's table is the best example, how fierce it was at that time! Didn't you leave Manchester United in the end? ”

There were a lot of comments like this, but most of the fans ignored them, they came to watch the game, not to be angry, and they didn't want to worry about these 'wise'.

With all eyes on it, the game finally began.

Millwall won the right to pick the edge and Reading kicked off first.

Reading are a traditional English team, which means they play at a high speed on both wings.

In the face of such a team, Millwall played very easily in the past, they firmly controlled the midfield, the opponent's midfielder could not play the ball, and the two wings were useless even if they could run.

It's just that in this game, their midfield core was not played.

Vane's technique is positive, but he is too young and has some stage fright.

Facing Reading's two midfielders, as if they were frightened, they played timidly, not to mention controlling the rhythm, and many times, they were in a state of confusion.

Vane's position is Yile's position, that is, the offensive and defensive hub, which is a dumb fire, which causes Millwall's tactics to be completely unworkable.

Reading borrowed England midfielder Auver. An instigated attack by Eyalia down the left was crossed by Richards at high speed.

In the box, Lucas battled with the backlines of Maite and Millwall.

The football flew to the middle, Lucas jumped first, and Apson almost fought with him for the top, but the header was not his strong point, so he could only watch Lucas shake his head as a lion.

It's just that this header is too much of an angle, and it grazes the goal frame to draw the bottom line.

But this goal also shocked the Millwall players and fans in a cold sweat.

It's too dangerous!

'We can't underestimate Reading's attack on the left flank, it's their trump card and in the last games Reading have scored 23 goals while their left wing has provided them with 18. It's a striking attacking line. "George. Stephen said with a sigh of relief.

"The problem is still in the midfield!" Pesoto frowned and criticized: "Wayne, a Portuguese youngster, lacks the courage to fight, he was frightened by two English strong men in Reading!" ”

There was a deep dissatisfaction on Pexoto's face.

We're Millwall!

The team with the best midfield in the Championship!

And their midfield was suppressed by Reading?

What the hell is this kidding?

'Wayne is not easy, the gap is still huge, but we need to give the lads a little patience.' George, as soon as Stephen said this, he saw his eyes widen, his eyes were full of disbelief, and the whole person jumped up like a spring, and roared angrily: "Shit! What did this bastard kick? This kind of ball can't stop? ”

In the middle of the game, with the big foot of goalkeeper Beavers, he drove the ball and found Wayne accurately.

Wayne looked nervous, he had been terrible before, and he couldn't help but be a little afraid of making a bad impression on the manager.

In this apprehensive state of mind, Vane's skills were deformed.

The football, which could have been brought to a steady stop, was stopped five metres away by him, and to make matters worse, it was Reading's retreating striker Lucas in that direction.

Lucas was still annoyed by the previous header and was retreating, who wanted to fall into the sky.

Watching the football roll at his feet, he didn't think about it, turned and started, and rushed straight towards Millwall's goal.

Due to Lucas's slower dropback, he didn't have a defender at his side.

It's just a one-handed one-on-one knife!

Lucas was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, and he came to the penalty area almost instantaneously, and he faced a fierce save from Beavers and came to pick the ball.

The ball fluttered over Beavers' head and into Millwall's door.

"Whew!! Stupid mistake, Wayne gave Redding a goal. ”

The Millwall fans also booed wildly, and the conceded goal made them all blush.

In a way, the goal was an assist from his own midfielder, Wayne.

......

On the dugout, Neil. Khalid also got up angrily and roared, "What is this idiot doing? ”

Dunledo also kept his head, and said with a sluggish expression: "Neil, I'm sure that Vane is famous!" ”

Yi Le was in a daze, but now he was awakened by the roars of the two coaches, and he turned his head to look at the score.

13 mins, 1:0, Millwall... Behind?

......

This goal, Millwall fans can't stand it.

And the fans from China also shouted 'next meal'.

"What the hell is going to work? This stop-ball technique is straight to the men's football team, right? ”

"Poor Portuguese lad is finished!"

"Assist the opposing player, break your own goal? It's more humiliating than an own goal. ”

"This technology is amazing, is this product here to be funny?"

"Change Yile to play! A good midfield core is placed on the bench, let this waste come out and be ashamed? ”

"I heard that the fans at Millwall are very grumpy, will this Portuguese be beaten?"

......

Vane was scared, his whole head was blank, his hands and feet were cold, and the boos around him made him feel the gloom of his life.

What did I do?!!

Vane secretly cried out, he wanted to drill a rat hole at this time, it was too embarrassing.

He thought that this was the beginning of a wonderful life, but who would have thought that he would become a clown.

That's not right!

How should the script be written!

Yi's debut was a legend, why his debut could only be a foil, and today's game will make him a street rat that everyone shouts at Millwall.

With more distractions in his mind, Vane kicked more and more timidly.

Even Reading's two hulking England midfielders played one job at a time, kicking Wayne dizzily and strolling around the midfield like idiots.

"This is Millwall, the No. 1 midfielder in the Championship?" Ovo. Eyalia teased.

When Vane heard this, his face turned red, but he didn't dare to refute it in the slightest, so he could only lower his head like a gas bag.

Looking at Wayne's performance, both Gregory and Gaine were disappointed.

It's too much to use!

At this time, they miss Yile very much.

Suddenly, the whole scene suddenly erupted in violent cheers.

Wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ——

The cheers came suddenly, and when the players looked up at the big screen and found a dark-haired teenager jogging to warm up on the sideline.

This made Millwall's players look happy, except, of course, Wayne, who was even whiter-faced.

Yi Le began to warm up, much to the excitement of Millwall's fans.

This meant that Millwall was starting to get serious.

They want to win the Championship, but they can't afford to lose a game!

Before, they underestimated Reading and overestimated Vaane, which is why that outrageous mistake occurred.

But then it won't!

Their true midfield core is waiting for a dead-ball opportunity to come on and kill the suspense of the game.

With Yile in attendance, every Millwall fan is full of confidence.

This is the result of Yile's long-term performance.

The scene was boiling instantly, and countless fans jumped up from their seats, waving the team flag or jersey in their hands, and cheering excitedly at the black-haired boy.

The cheers gradually began to become neat, converging into a single surname.

Easy!!!

Easy!!!

Easy!!!

Easy!!!

......

In the distant land of China, Chinese fans were almost stunned.

They looked at the raging waves, the neat cheers.

They are cheering for a Chinese!

When I logged in, the entire comment area was swiped by two words.

T !!! ——

"Nima! Get one’s dander up! Now that Lao Tzu really believes, this is the core treatment! ”

"It's not just the core! It's a dad! That's awesome, isn't it?! ”

"Goosebumps fall all over the place!!"

"Lao Tzu ran to the living room excitedly and kicked my family!"

"Upstairs, Tianxiu!"

"Tinka Show!!"

"One thing to say, Yile is also too good, isn't it the first time that Chinese players are so popular in Europe?"

"That's not it, don't look at the report card handed over, save Millwall from the relegation zone, and fight all the way to the promotion zone, this is not over, now there is a chance to hit the championship!"

"It's so fierce, I don't know why, I look so handsome at this moment!"

"Fuyi, I think a big man looks handsome!"

"Full of affection, handsome +1"