The next day, Villas-Boas called Yile and asked him to come to the club for a medical check-up immediately.

Despite some inexplicability, Yile still followed Boas's instructions for the medical examination.

Boas followed the way, and he confirmed the results of the medical examination as soon as possible.

But when it finally came to show that he was healthy, Boas couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Yi Le is too crucial, he doesn't want Yi Le to get injured, and he is still playing in the Champions League.

This health certificate relieved Boas, but he still couldn't help but complain a few words, if he could, he really didn't want Yile to go back to play for the national team.

......

Paris Saint-Germain, Logos training camp, under the vigorous promotion of Mbappe, the news that Yile has a 'kung fu girlfriend' spread in Paris Saint-Germain.

Many people came to ask Yi Le if China really has kung fu.

Foreigners seem to really have the illusion that Chinese can do kung fu.

How does this make Yile answer?

Zhang Doudou has already warned him and does not allow him to expose the lies and break Zhang Doudou's character.

At first, Yi Le didn't know it, but now he found that his girlfriend's brain circuit was very different from ordinary people, of course... I don't have any brain circuits to speak of, and my IQ has to be recharged.

With the international break over and the league resumed, PSG's opponent in the ninth round was Dijon.

Dijon is a team founded in 1998, with a shorter history than Paris Saint-Germain, and naturally there are no honors to speak of.

But this team has a bad reputation in Ligue 1 because they are dirty on and off the pitch.

often uses words to provoke the other party, which is commonly known as engaging in mentality.

A batch of psychological warfare slipperes!

Needless to say, its own strength, there is a Ligue 1 lift, and it goes back and forth with Ligue 1 in Ligue 2.

And before playing against this team, these guys started to work.

First of all, they ridiculed Yile and used Yile's 'misdiagnosis history' to open up!

In the back three of the team, Amalfitano, Mari, and Shika directly attacked Neymar, saying that he was a crybaby, a coward who didn't know how to resist when he was knocked down.

Yi Le was completely unconcerned about this kind of ridicule, but Neymar was almost mentally exploded.

The four of them had a tearing battle on the Internet, and in the end, Neymar was completely defeated, 3 to 1!

Now Neymar was even more angry, tweeting that 'in the next game, I'm going to beat you up!' ’

Dijon's back three were even happier at the moment, as they stepped up their taunts of Neymar and the game grew hotter in this atmosphere.

......

On October 14, Paris Saint-Germain traveled to Dijon, the capital of the province of Codor in the Burgundy region of France.

The Gérard Stadium is a small stadium with a capacity of only 15,995 seats.

Although Dijon wanted to renovate the stadium, the club's limited funds simply did not allow it to support such a large project.

In the dressing room, Neymar came to Yi Le with a strained face and said; "Yi, remember to give me an assist."

Yi Le nodded, he knew that Neymar had formed a bond with the opposing player, and he was willing to help Neymar get out of this bad breath.

Mbappe also hurriedly said: "I will also give you an assist." ”

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

Mbappe stayed in Neymar's house, and he always had to pay some room fees, and as for moving out and living independently, he didn't think about it at all.

'Neymar was playing very aggressively, he kept trying to break through and he had four shots on goal in the first 10 minutes.

Dijon player, Amalfitano stuck his waist, spitted and was depressed.

The pre-match taunt was psychological warfare, but he didn't see Neymar clearly, on the contrary, he paid enough attention, but he still couldn't stop the Brazilian.

And.....

Amalfilano's eyes fell on the dark-haired young man in the midfield.

This guy is even more annoying!

Neymar was playing in a hurry, which Yi Le saw in his eyes, but he didn't calm him down, on the contrary, he kept picking up the pace.

Paris can eat Dijon's two wings by speed, so why not.

Of course, Neymar played a bit alone in this game, but when he thought of the pre-match taunts, Yi Le was relieved.

Moreover, he feels that Ligue 1 clubs seem to like to provoke Neymar, which is also an inexplicable thing.

In the 21st minute, Yi Le held the ball in the center circle, he saw that his view with the opponent's goalkeeper was blocked, he did not hesitate, decisively broke forward, and when he approached the big penalty area, he volleyed violently.

This is a long-range attempt 1

Flying out of the column, Yi Le shook his head with some annoyance.

And the Dijon fans at the scene were booing wildly.

As Yi Le retreated, Amalfitano rolled his eyes, laughed evilly, and leaned over.

"Tsk! This is Europe's No. 1 midfielder? That long-range shot you just shot was like shit, oh... By the way, you were previously diagnosed with mental retardation... Should I call you Mr. Idiot? Amalfitano walked over to Yi Le and sneered.

When Yi Le heard his words, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at Amalfitano.

The expression on Amalfitano's face was a little scornful, and he was like, 'You're going to hit me?' 'Feelings.

Now this guy really wants Yi Le to punch himself so that they can punish one of the generals in Paris, and he can be considered a meritorious service.

It's just that Yi Le's next sentence made him smile directly.

"Who are you?"

Amalfitano froze for a moment, then became furious, and blushed like a monkey's ass.

Lao Tzu has been running with you for more than 20 minutes, why don't you know who I am? What's a joke?

Why are you saying this, what has become of Lao Tzu?

Clown?

He has been mocking Yi Le, but Yi Le doesn't know who he is at all.

It's worse than beating him up for a while.

At this time, Amalfitano felt angry and subconsciously wanted to push Yile, but put it down again halfway through.

Immediately, a cold sweat flowed.

What the hell?

What's going on?

Didn't Lao Tzu go up and mock? Why did your mentality explode?

He turned his head to look at Yi Le, his eyes were full of consternation, this Chinese... Definitely on purpose.

He's not stupid at all!

......

Yi Le didn't know that the other party had made up a series of things in his brain.

But he really doesn't know who the other party is?

And he is not interested in knowing that Yi Le is also a little unhappy about a person who scolds him for no reason.

He touched his forehead...

Do you want to gavel him?

The match restarted, and Yile's eyes were fixed on Amalfitano.

Amalfitano also gestured and turned his head to look over.

The two looked at each other.

The breeze blew, bringing up the bangs in front of Yi Le's forehead, revealing a smooth head, and there seemed to be a flash of light on his forehead.

Amalfitano felt a chill for no apparent reason.

But he didn't pay much attention either, giving Neymar a backhand and knocking the Brazilian down.

FXXK！！

Neymar is about to blow up.

He didn't know how many times he had been violated in this game, and the three midfielders were staring at him for fouls like special bears.

Neymar scrambled to his feet, and the two of them pressed their foreheads like two fighting bulls.

But they were soon separated by the referee.

Before parting, Amalfitano also taunted Neymar fiercely, calling him a 'sissy'.

Neymar's expression was a little solemn.

Yi Le also felt that it would not be possible to go on like this, the players in Dijon were too arrogant, and someone needed to scare them.

He blew his bangs and was ready to act.

On 34 minutes, Yile finally saw his chance, and the back line passed the ball to Amalfitano.

Yi Le didn't say a word, and rushed over directly.

Immovable as a stone!

Lock on to the target!

Ready to go!

Fast as the wind!

DUANG~~~~！

Yes..... Ahh????h

Yi Le looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment, Neymar was a hungry tiger pounced, and his head was hammered to Amalfitano.

The two of them crashed directly in front of their eyes.

Yi Le looked at Neymar, who was holding his forehead and got up, stared at the other party fiercely, and then snorted twice like a winner.

As he passed in front of Yi Le, Neymar raised his eyebrows at him with a smug expression.

Yi Le subconsciously covered his face: Ma'er, the character has collapsed!

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