"This little guy is playing so beautifully!"

Assistant coach Dunledo's eyes were full of joy, and his eyes were full of appreciation when he looked at Yi Le.

There are only a few midfielders in England who can handle it, but the most famous is undoubtedly Shuangde.

Liverpool's captain, Steven Gerrard!

The heart of Chelsea's midfield, Frank Lampard!

These two super midfielders have an immense place in their ranks.

And these two teams can be among the giants, and these two players are also indispensable.

Millwall are a small team and they don't dare to expect world-class players like Steven Gerrard or Frank Lampard, but there are problems with the long-criticised midfield.

But the existence of Yile solves this problem.

Compared to these two super midfielders, Yile may not be the best, but it is the most suitable midfielder for Millwall.

Led by Yile, the team was able to stabilize the rhythm and even activate Gligri.

And the linkage between Yile and Guy is also very threatening.

George. Stephen was right, these three men make up Millwall's most offensive trident!

"Neil, I think we should think about something."

Head Coach Neil. Harried turned his head to look over, only to see Dunledo with a serious face: "Give Yi a chance to start!" ”

Starting?

Neil. Harlid paused for a moment, then lost in thought.

He's not a risk-taker, and Yile is in good shape, but his experience on the field is still lacking.

"I'm thinking about it."

Neil. Harried said in a loud voice.

And Dunleduo on the side could only shake his head helplessly.

.......

It was Millwall who scored a crucial goal in the middle of the game that put their confidence out completely.

My feet, which were as heavy as lead, became much lighter.

Heavy feelings are also relieved.

Not only are they thinking about a question, perhaps... Can you really win?

In the next game, Yi Le was fully in shape, and he burst forward or crossed, causing chaos in the Bournemouth backline.

Now Bournemouth's defenders hate this guy to death.

On the one hand, they have to keep an eye on Gregory and Gain, and at the same time be wary of this Chinese, who simply cannot form an effective defense.

Bournemouth played extremely passively during this period, with their possession rate dropping by 10 per cent in match statistics.

'The lads at Millwall were very aggressive, they were pressing Bournemouth's kicks, something we didn't expect before the game.

'Millwall's midfield has always been the crux of this team, but the presence of Yi has changed all that.

George. Stephen praised Yi Le, and Pesoto on the side also nodded and praised: "That's right!" Yi's arrival has changed the way Millwall attack, and we can clearly feel that there is a lot more change in attack and they play very beautifully. ”

"We naturally want the team to win, but on that basis, play more beautifully, who doesn't like that?"

Suddenly, Pesoto caught a glimpse of the direction of the away coach's box, and the manager of Bournemouth stood on the side of the pitch with a solemn face, and couldn't help but laugh and joke:

'The Bournemouth manager is finally starting to get nervous.

Bournemouth's manager Eddie. There was a rush in Howe's heart, and he could see that the team was in trouble.

And all of this was caused by the Chinese player named 'Yi'.

The existence of Yile almost froze Bournemouth's midfield, and without the big battery of the midfield, the game was played extremely passively.

Restrictions on that Chinese must be tightened!

Eddie. Thinking of this, Howe gestured toward the field.

Yi Le saw that the big black man named Ibi walked over, and under the advice of the other party's head coach, he couldn't stop nodding his head, and looked at himself from time to time.

Of course, Yile didn't care.

However, when the football came out of the touchline again, Yile felt a different atmosphere.

He had an extra tail behind him.

Ibi usually plays defensive midfield, but this time the coach was ordered to play in a 'marker' position, and his task was to keep an eye on Yile and prevent the opponent from making effective breakthroughs.

Ibi was a big black man of 1.83 meters, extremely strong, and Yi Le was as thin as a chick next to him.

Due to the different strengths of the body, in terms of alignment, Yile is clearly at a disadvantage.

And Ibi is also very competent to do his job.

As long as Yi Le has the ball, he will quickly stick to it and make a vicious scramble.

He constantly used his body to feed Yile, forcing him to shift his center of gravity while also blocking the angle of his turn, which forced Yile to make a conservative return pass instead of passing the ball towards the frontcourt.

Looking at the soccer ball rolling towards him, Yile quickly started, but Ibi behind him also pasted it.

Bang!!!

The corners of Yi Le's mouth twitched, and his shoulder was hit painfully.

Holding the ball at his feet and staring at Ebe, the big black man, with his back, Yile looked a little difficult.

The physical strength of the two is no longer at the same level, and as a result, Yile is constantly pushed forward.

Yi Le wanted to turn around, but the big black man blocked the angle.

In desperation, Yi Le kicked the ball back again.

Feeling a little loosening behind him, Yile couldn't help but hold his thighs and gasp.

The intense physical confrontation caused his physical strength to drop rapidly.

Glancing at Ibi beside him, who was like a person who was fine, Yi Le couldn't help but pout and muttered, "Big buffalo!" ”

"You know me?"

Ibi asked suddenly.

Seeing Yi Le's somewhat stunned expression, Ibi scratched his head and said, "Everyone calls me a big buffalo, I thought you were calling me." ”

Yi Le straightened up and said, "You're strong. ”

Ibi laughed, "This is my weapon." ”

"What's your name?"

Yi Lehan laughed and said, "You can call me Yi, of course my friends call me a fool." ”

"Idiot?"

Because it is called in Chinese, Ibi is obviously a little embarrassed.

It wasn't until Yi Le explained that Ibi shook his head and said, "You're not stupid at all, I swear, you kicked us into a daze!" ”

After a brief exchange, the two's attention returned to the game.

Yile wants to get rid of this big black guy.

Ibi, on the other hand, is thinking about how to limit Yile.

Ibi's defensive intensity is very strong, and he almost faithfully follows the instructions given by the manager, even when he runs without the ball, he will follow Yile closely, which makes his teammates who want to pass the ball to Yile very nerve-wracking.

Yi Le hadn't received the ball for five minutes, much to his annoyance, but helpless.

I tried to come up with a way with that 'head in arrears', but there was nothing but severe pain.

In desperation, Yile compromised.

I saw him go straight back to his own half, which made Ibi a little dumbfounded, to follow or not to follow?

With that, they'll be porous defensively.

If you don't follow, the task given to him by the coach will not be completed.

Just as he was struggling, he saw the manager on the sidelines make a gesture towards him.

Ibi was overjoyed, this was a complete task.

Just push Yile back into their half.

But.... Is that really the case?

......

Back in his own half, Yile finally got rid of Ibi's defense and raised his hand to ask for the ball.

When the teammates saw Yi Le return to the half court to receive the ball, they couldn't help but feel happy in their hearts and passed it out.

At this time, Yi Le was in the middle circle, and he saw that the opponent's defense was very high, and the main thing was that Grigory was ready to move.

Gregory stood in front of the opposing centre-back, half a position apart, and kept trying to turn away.

The opposing centre-back didn't seem to care much, as long as he pulled forward when the opposing player was on his feet, Grigory was offside.

Both sides were intriguing, and Yi Le took the ball and slowly approached forward.

A Bournemouth defender stood in front of Yi Le and at this angle just enough to block the view of the opposition centre-backs.

Now is the time!

Yi Le didn't even think about it, his left foot stepped out of the support, his whole body was slightly tilted, and his calf was raised high.

Bend your bow and arrow!

Bang!!!!

A long, concealed ball goes straight into the gap on the right.

And Gligory started early, and as for Bournemouth's central defenders who were blocked from view, they have not yet reacted.

The ball curved gracefully across the sky and landed in the gap behind the right of Bournemouth.

The centre-back broke out in a cold sweat as he looked at the football in the air, and he immediately raised his hand to signal that the ball was offside.

But the linesman did not waver, just silently ran to the bottom line on the sideline.

Damn it!!!!!

Tommy. Elfik's face turned pale, he knew that he had been tricked, and he turned sharply, desperately chasing back.

Grigory unloads the ball, but it doesn't stop and the ball rolls forward a few times quickly.

At this point, the opposing goalkeeper had already pounced.

Gregory almost gritted his teeth, stretched his long legs as long as he could, and his feet tightened, and he came with a strafing shot.

Bang!!!

Due to the panic of hitting the goal, the angle was not found well, and the ball hit the goalkeeper's shoulder and bounced high.

Looking at the black and white football in mid-air, both Millwall players and Bournemouth players crowded into the big penalty area, vying for the first landing point.

Gain squeezed the two strong men hard, trying to compete for the first spot.

The trio jumped up and two Bournemouth defenders pressed Gehry for a header.

The ball was rolling to the right, and Woolford was in the spot.

He barely adjusted, watching the slowly falling soccer ball and volleying it.

Bang!!!

The football smashed on the railing and entered the penalty area again.

At this time, the entire forbidden area was in chaos, and everyone lowered their heads and competed for football.

The scramble was fierce on the pitch, and the same was true in the stands.

Countless Millwall fans craned their necks, their throats seemed to be blocked, they couldn't speak, they were afraid of affecting the players, countless eyes stared at the ball jumping around in the penalty area, and they didn't dare to breathe.

Suddenly, in the midst of the chaos, Gregory struck out.

He was brought down again by the opposition defenders, but in the moment of lying on his side, he fired a shot.

"Grigory!! Wow~~~~~ damn doorpost!! "George. Stephen held his head in frustration, and they almost scored.

At this point, the ball bounced out of the penalty area again.

There was also a wail throughout Neil Stadium.

Neil. Coach Khalid also held his head in his hands and looked uncomfortable.

George. Stephen couldn't help but be disappointed: "We need to organize the attack again, we ......."

Suddenly, his voice suffocated.

"Easy !!"

"Easy to speed at high speed!"

"He's not having a defender around!"

"This ball ......."

The fans, who had been about to sit down, got up again, their eyes wide as they looked at the stadium.

There.. A teenager is chasing a ball.

Brunette flies wildly.

Those black eyes stared straight at the falling football.

At this time, there was only one thought in Yi Le's head.

Shot! Shot! Shot!

As for what kind of shooting footwork and so on, he can't care about it anymore.

At this moment, no teammate can pick up on him.

No one could help him break through the gates of Bournemouth.

The only thing he can rely on is himself.

The soccer ball falls slowly.

At this time, his mind couldn't help but think of the scene when Latacia was teaching the academy coach to shoot.

"The support leg is bent, the toe is facing the goal, the right foot is tense, and the muscles of the calf are used to swing violently, and the thigh muscles are tightened after shooting to prevent injury."

The support leg is bent.

Yi Le stepped forward with his left foot, and his whole body sank suddenly.

Support your toes towards the goal.

Yi Le suddenly looked up at the goal.

The right leg is raised.

Yi Lego raised his right leg

The right foot is tense.

At this time, the football in front of Yi Le's eyes slowly fell, and he tensed his calf muscles and pulled suddenly.

Bang!!!!! ——

There was a loud crashing sound.

Football turned into a meteor as a meteor over the crowd, hanging into the corner under the terrified gaze of the Bournemouth players.

“GooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaL！！！！！！”

"Goal!!!!! ——”

George. Stephen and Pexoto immediately stood up and roared.

And the entire Neil Stadium is also boiling in an instant!!