Chapter 20 My name is Lin Yi, and I'm here

The Montpellier manager grabbed his hair and made him accept the fact that it was still a little difficult. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the defense of eight people, he stopped such a difficult pass and scored from a distance.

And the process of this long-range shot is still so tortuous, can this be scored? Did God send you to save Deschamps?

Lin Yi's goal with this kick hit the luck of the whole Marseille morale, from the players to the fans.

It's the same bar as last time, another guy, but he walked in the middle of the second half.

History is always strikingly similar, and he sat in the last place where Joe Andy sat down.

"Man, have a beer, don't get too cold. I may not be able to lose weight in this stomach. ”

"Okay! To give! "The waiter deliberately didn't fill it that full this time.

The young man took the beer and took a sip before looking up at the big screen, "Oops! Hurry up and still haven't seen the goal! What a pity! Who scored the goal? ”

The boss who came over at some point also picked up a glass of beer, "It's a Chinese with a strange name, No. 37 Lin Yi from Marseille, have you heard of it?" ”

"Not ever! What a special name. After watching the ball for so many years, there are still Chinese in Marseille? Arthur Bain, who was drinking, shook his head.

"yes, I haven't heard of it either. Which team are you a fan of? The boss suddenly asked.

Arthur Bain turned his head to look at him, "Me? Marseille, of course. ”

The bar owner nodded, and when he turned to go back, he gave the waiter another time, "This is a Marseille fan, why are you giving him so little drink?" ”

Arthur Bain didn't pay attention to these details, he just looked at the big screen with the number 37 in possession.

Although this kid's figure is not particularly good-looking, just looking at his face, it still seems to be very handsome.

As he drank the beer in his hand, Arthur Bain made a small calculation in his heart.

At this time, Lin Yi on the field was doing what he had done in the previous game with French students, he was controlling the ball at his feet, and then passing it to his teammates in the backfield.

This somewhat negative attitude naturally caused discontent among the Montpellier fans, who booed, cursed and greeted the despicable No. 37 in every conceivable language.

But don't forget, this is Marseille's home stadium, and Marseille fans, who have reached a terrible level of hunger for victory, don't have time to care what means their team relies on to win.

This crazy group of fans may be on the verge of kidnapping the referee's son, and you tell us that you are on the wrong foot after taking the lead? What's not to be with that? We think it's pretty good! We're ahead anyway! It's about to be won.

Montpellier could not accept such a defeat and are currently sixth in Ligue 1. There is still a chance to impact the European qualification, and for them who have won the Ligue 1 championship, they naturally have a higher level of pursuit.

In order to find a goal or even a victory, Montpellier's formation is unconsciously moving towards the premise, and even their manager doesn't seem to realize that this is a serious problem at this time, and is still waving his hands on the sidelines to direct his players to actively press forward.

Montpellier kept fouling the opposition at the back because of the over-pressing, and this time was no exception, but slightly forward, in the centre circle, close to the kick-off.

Lin Yi, who was in charge of teeing off, ran over, picked up the ball and rubbed it on his body, and the whole action was slow.

The Montpellier players kept coming around him to interfere with him, and they were already unhappy with the guy who opened the free-kick at the back that was either a cross or a pass. Another part came to the referee and complained about Lin Yi's behavior.

At this moment, Lin Yi seemed to have slipped his hand and dropped the ball to the ground.

No one noticed his behavior, and they all thought that he was physically exhausted, after all, it is well known that the Chinese have poor physical strength.

Lin Yi didn't bend down to swing the ball, but quickly took three steps back, and then accelerated instantly, and drove the ball forward with a big foot.

Arthur Bane sat up straight, "Oops! This kid looks so thin, how can he hit such a powerful ball? ”

While he was concerned about this problem, he was also pleasantly surprised to find that Lin Yi's pass flew high and far, and actually landed behind the eight-man defense line of the entire Montpellier.

It wasn't a big deal, but the scary thing was that the diminutive Marseille winger Valbuena didn't know when he also crossed the eight guys and rushed to the drop point of the football.

The Montpellier defenders subconsciously raised their hands, and the head coach turned to look at the linesman.

Under the gaze of everyone, the linesman was indifferent, and this time the Montpellier players were not calm. They desperately tried to chase Valbuena and the goalkeeper decisively dropped the shot.

Valbuena is not a thoroughbred striker, when he debuted, he was an excellent striker, although he is not tall, but no one dares to ignore his strength, because his skills at the feet are very good.

Lin Yi's delivery can be said to be extremely comfortable, and Gignac helped him pull away most of the defense very well. Valbuena went from receiving the ball to making adjustments, but there was little interference. Even now, even when he's about to shoot, he has plenty of time to make plans.

Valbuena, who had always been fast, suddenly stopped in his current position.

This time, the opponents behind him saw the hope of catching up, but the Montpellier goalkeeper was under pressure.

Is this a feint? Or do you want to shoot? Or did he want to cheat and foul.

Just as many thoughts flashed through his mind, Valbuena gave him an answer.

The short man, who had already figured out how to shoot during the previous run, took the opportunity of this meal and got up directly.

A shot from the inside of the foot, like a rub and a push, without interference.

To go in or not to go in?

The goalkeeper in Montpellier was a little pitiful, he was first hit in the face by Lin Yi's bewitching shot. Then he was completely deceived by Valbuena's change in speed and tempo, and the gate was lost twice.

The moment the ball hit the net, the bar was filled with jubilation.

Everyone is chanting Valbuena's name, and the France international can be seen as Marseille's number one star at the moment.

Such a brilliant goal from the star of the house, as well as a victory that was almost caught, was enough for Marseille fans to celebrate.

The fans chanted Valbuena's name, and Valbuena, who had completed the goal, rushed to Lin Yi's side, once again reached out and took his hand, and raised it to the sky.

"Lin! This foot pass is too accurate! He waved his thumb and shouted at Lin Yi.

In fact, there is another important reason why Deschamps takes a fancy to Lin Yi, that is, this kid's language level. Without good communication, it is difficult for a midfielder to lead a team. And Lin Yi's body obviously does not have this problem.

In response to Valbuena's praise, Lin Yi also smiled, "You also shoot beautifully!" Also, run well! ”

Didier Deschamps jumped up the moment he scored, he wasn't a moody manager, but the win was just too crucial for him.

After shouting in celebration, he sat down in his seat with a limp.

All right! In this one, we have already won the bet! Forest.

The Montpellier players were dejected and there were still ten minutes left in the game, but after suffering two blows in a row, they really had no intention of fighting.

Before coming to Verodlom, they were aiming for victory. Marseille's recent weakness is obvious to all, and it would be a bit unambitious not to take all three points against such an opponent.

But the sad truth is that they fielded eight men to defend and eventually conceded two goals and handed Marseille three points.

The main thing is that they have perfected a Chinese. made this game a prelude to a horror show, and many years later, Lin Yidu, who called for the wind and rain, was still very grateful to the Montpellier team back then.

"If it weren't for them, I think I would probably be able to be a rich businessman now, and I would never be able to run on the green field for so many years."

In the following time, Lin Yi still controlled the football, and there were no more good opportunities in the frontcourt.

2-0, such a score remained until the end of the game.

A victory in the snow, whether it is against Deschamps, Marseille, or Lin Yi.

After the match, the Marseille players went around the pitch to thank the home fans.

When I walked to the bottom of a stand, a Chinese student above shouted, "No. 37! You're so handsome! ”

Hearing the shouts of his compatriots, Lin Yi raised his head with some excitement, shook his arms at it, and waved his fist.

Joe Andy sat in his seat, his eyes as if he had seen a ghost.

Why...... My camera is out of battery and my phone doesn't have enough memory left. It's over, it looks like I'm going to be scolded when I go back.

In the bar, Arthur Bain had already stood up, looked at his watch, and left with his hands in his pockets, as if he knew he needed to do something now. I'm not sure, but I should give it a try.

Lin Yi was named the best player of the match after the game. Before he could return to the locker room after receiving a small trophy, he was blocked by reporters at the entrance of the players' tunnel.

Before the fight, Lin didn't expect that after the first fight of his career, he would be chased and interviewed by reporters. As it turned out, he was underestimating his own strength.

At this moment, he is still facing a reporter from a TV station. The real camera was pointed at him, and the reporter poked the microphone into his mouth, looking at him with excitement.

He wanted to ask Deschamps for advice, but he saw that Deschamps was also caught on the other side, and he didn't have time to take care of himself.

After confirming that Lin Yi could understand French, the reporter in front of him asked, "Hello, Lin!" You had a great performance in this game, do you have anything to say now? ”

Lin Yi thought for a moment and said flatly, "My name is Lin Yi, and I'm here." ”

Compared to Deschamps, who almost jumped to his feet and shouted, "I just want to ask you if you are surprised", the reporter who caught Lin Yi felt that this Chinese's answer was really a little too bland.