Ye Feng walked slowly into the court, and suddenly accelerated and ran, clapping his hands as he ran. Instantly, the players gathered around excitedly.

Even their head coach doesn't have such a strong appeal.

"Sao Nian, can you still wave?"

Ye Feng asked softly with a smile.

"Yes!" shouted the players on the field, including the goalkeeper. It seems that if they don't do this, they can't express their feelings at this time.

The players of the cold team looked at their nervous opponents and smiled disdainfully. It's only been ten minutes, and you still want to wave what waves.

This scene made those fans puzzled, and watching the whole team change after Ye Feng came on the field, there was a feeling of refreshment. I can't help but feel amazing one by one.

Originally, some people who wanted to leave the stadium early also stayed, perhaps infected by such an atmosphere, or maybe they wanted to see how the big stars became fans.

After all, at this time, the celebrity's seat was already very lively, and there were even female voices shouting, Ye Feng come on.

Those who knew that Ye Feng was Xiao Yelin's brother, and those who knew that the goddess Mu Qing Xuefang secretly promised it, also shouted loudly.

This rhythm came together, and the audience could only hear Ye Feng's name. Ye Feng looked at the sidelines a little confused, is he so famous?

The game continued to start, the players separated, and Ye Feng made a flying kiss gesture towards the audience and the position of his friends. walked to the middle circle with Ma Yu.

The Chinese team just lost the point, and Ma Yu kicked off.

After the whistle blew, Ma Yu dialed the ball to Ye Feng, and ran away with his arms outstretched, as if he was crazy.

The players of the cold team looked at Ma Yu who was desperately running towards his penalty area like a fool. Nima's, this is a football game, how can it be more like a track and field game?

The fans also looked confused, reflecting on themselves, whether the pressure on the team was too much, and they were all crazy with excitement.

And at this moment, the boys of the Chinese team all laughed, with a relaxed face. What a familiar formula, what a familiar question. That's the joy of football.

Old man Zhang laughed without any image, and the laughter was inexplicable.

This scene was captured by the cameras at the scene and transmitted to the eyes of thousands of fans guarding the football game.

At this time, Ye Feng moved, gently flicked the ball forward with his left foot, and pulled the ball directly on the football with his right heel.

The ball rotated, drawing a graceful arc, past all the opponent's defense, Ma Yu's excitement of running, when he crossed the opponent, he stumbled and rushed towards the goal, and at this moment, the thing suddenly felt a headache in his head. It's like hitting something!

The stadium fell silent in an instant, and the fans were unusually quiet. Even the referee forgot to blow the whistle to signal that the goal was valid.

At this silent stall, suddenly, a defender of the cold team raised his hand and signaled that Ma Yu was offside.

This act instantly detonated the audience. And then the referee blew that the goal was valid.

Ma Yu knew that he had scored, but he was still a little confused at this time, and the whole team had already begun to celebrate, after all, they knew that this goal would be scored, and it was not past the opponent's half.

At this time, around Ye Feng, he was rejoicing and celebrating wildly.

When Ma Yu saw it, he immediately jumped up and ran in the direction of Ye Feng, he wanted to celebrate, this was the goal he scored.

However, halfway through the run, Ye Feng said with a smile: "We haven't won yet!

When the players heard this, they naturally dispersed immediately, ready to wait until the opponent kicked off.

Ma Yu ran over and rushed to Li Jin, who was closest to him. A look of excitement.

However, Li Jin directly pushed away Ma Yu, who wanted to hug him.

"Don't make a fuss!"

Ma Yu looked at Li Jin innocently and rushed to the other person again.

"Don't make a fuss, it's time to kick off. ”

The team members couldn't hold back their laughter, looking at Ma Yu's bitter expression, they didn't care about the occasion laughing at all.

At the same time, there was already a stir-up among the fans. Few fans in the stadium knew how the ball was scored. One by one, they inquired excitedly. Although they were confused, it did not prevent them from being happy.

And among these people, there is a fat uncle, who has shed tears, he is a die-hard fan, and his eyes are always on the field. Looking forward to the Chinese team to score another one. When he saw Ye Feng get up with a confident smile, he felt that there was a play in this ball, and when he looked at the arc that seemed to be with positioning, he cried, and he cried with enthusiasm.

The Chinese team needs a core organization like this too much. With tears in his eyes, he continued to look forward to Ye Feng's follow-up performance, and he believed that there must be such beautiful goals.

Ye Lin looked at it unhappily, it was not her brother who scored the goal on the field, which undoubtedly made Xiao Ye Lin very unhappy.

The game continues. The cold team kicked off, Ma Yu seemed to have played chicken blood, he didn't care about the loss at all, chasing the ball in the opponent's half, his purpose was very simple, it was to interfere with their passing. Let Ye Feng suddenly go out to grab the ball.

However, he was disappointed, Ye Feng stood in his position as if he was fine, and laughed at him Ma Yu's mistake.

The cold team wants to keep this win, completely shrink the defense, and at this point there are two goals ahead, they just have to hold on for ten minutes, is that difficult? Of course it's not difficult. At least in their opinion.

After a few kicks, the ball was back at the goalkeeper's feet again. The goalkeeper of the cold team took a look at the situation in the field, kicked it out and hoisted it into the gap near the midfield.

And at this moment, the leaf wind moved, and the speed was not fast. It was easy to approach the cold team side pick-up player, Ye Feng was on the side, how could the ball go into the control of others.

A cushion on the chest, draining the strength of the football. Ye Feng did not stop, his heel knocked and slammed, and the football drew a beautiful arc. Over the heads of the cold team members.

Ye Feng looked at the enthusiastic atmosphere of the fans in the stadium and was really moved, which may be the reason why the players are crazy about football.

Ye Feng wants to make them happy, even happier, how to do it most directly? Of course, it is a beautiful and fancy football, bringing them a football feast.

"The rainbow is amazing. It's a rainbow. Ye Feng, it is Ye Feng, Ye Feng, who just assisted a goal with excellent footwork, and showed his strength with a beautiful rainbow. Beautiful, so beautiful. ”

The on-site commentator roared excitedly. When, when did the Chinese finish such a beautiful football art. Many people know how to use technology, but who is so skillful in the use of the court?

An ordinary action that Ye Feng saw as ordinary completely detonated the enthusiasm of Chinese fans, whether it was the audience or the audience in front of the TV.

The football bar was even more jubilant, and the beer was served free of charge under the excitement of the owner.

This is not over, Ye Feng continued a Marseille maneuver, and after passing an opponent who stepped forward to grab the ball, he did not assault the penalty area.

Kick directly at the front of the ball. The momentum sank, and it rushed out against the turf. Ye Feng's strength, even if he didn't use all his strength, it was terrifying and abnormal, and this speed made the goalkeeper feel unreal when he looked at it. Didn't have time to react at all. The ball has brought up the net for a while.

Ye Feng shouted in the direction where Lin Hanmo and Ye Lin were, and made a flying kiss again.

The fans went crazy and shouted wildly. The narrator is incoherent. "Long shot, long shot, world wave, long shot, 40 meters away, at least 40 meters away. ”

And at this time, far away in the West, in the conference room of a football club. A white old man with a dusty temperament said excitedly: "I want this person." Go get a quote. Huaguo's market can finally be completely opened. Whatever it takes, bring him to Berau!"

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