Chapter 63: The Second Half of the League Begins! Lu Chenfeng grabbed the goal!

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is January 24th.

On this day, the Ruhr Stadium, which has not been used for a long time, has been cleaned at this moment, waiting for the fans to enter.

The second half of the Bundesliga, which countless fans miss, is about to start today.

Bochum will host a team in the lower middle of the table, as they host Heidenheim.

At around half past two in the afternoon, after a long break, fans who had been impatient for a long time poured into the Ruhr Stadium.

"Oo......oo Oooooooo......oo

"Oh...... Oooooooo......oo

They wore the blue Bochum home shirt today, and a lot of them were still wearing the latest models of the new season, and it didn't look like they had been buying for long.

Look at the number behind them, and everything will be explained.

Number 9, Feng!

This is their support after Bochum officially signed Lu Chenfeng and awarded him the number nine jersey!

"Okay, audience friends, the first game of the second half of the Bundesliga is about to start!"

In the commentary seat on the sidelines, Zhan Jun was already ready, and began to introduce it to the audience who were far away in the Dragon Kingdom: "Bochum is now ranked first in the Bundesliga standings, beyond Frankfurt behind him, by as many as seven points. ”

"It's kind of a good lead."

"With the team having Chinese player Lu Chenfeng, we hope that they can start from this game and continue to win all their opponents and win the championship!"

In the live broadcast room of Huaxia's Zhiqiu.com, the popularity of the live broadcast has risen rapidly, and the number of viewers has exceeded 5 million in a blink of an eye!

This is the best proof of the soaring heat of Lu Chenfeng!

"I've been waiting for a long time, and it's finally started, it's really suffocating me!"

"How many times has Yao Ming been in battle?"

"Ouch, what are you doing, little black."

"I don't watch Lu Chenfeng's game for a day, and I feel uncomfortable."

"I don't know how many he can score in this game?"

"Anyway, Bochum should be crushed to win, the opponent's strength is too weak, and the betting opening Bochum gives a 1.48 odds."

"Lu Chenfeng, let's have a fifth son!"

"Come on!"

The audience in the live broadcast room is also enthusiastically launching a barrage at this moment to cheer for Lu Chenfeng.

Exclusive gifts to cheer for Lu Chenfeng kept flashing across the screen, and an illustration of Lu Chenfeng kneeling in celebration was also hung in the upper right corner of the competition screen!

on the playing field.

At this moment, the players on both sides have walked out with the little caddies in hand.

Bochum's lineup has not changed much compared to the first half.

There was only one change in midfield, with four million euros in the starting line-up today.

This is a defensive midfielder, and the purpose of Lampes's purchase is also obvious, to strengthen the pressure on Bochum in the midfield, get more possession, and use the individual ability of the frontcourt to take the lead for the team early!

Soon, the players appeared and took their place.

After a coin toss, the captains on both sides finally decided that Bochum would serve first.

"Beep!"

The time came to three o'clock in the afternoon, and the referee blew the whistle for the start of the game.

Lu Chenfeng drove the ball into the center circle and wandered towards Heidenheim's backcourt, constantly looking back to observe his teammates' situation along the way.

"Bang!!"

Today's Bochum seemed to want to play a fast attack, and within a few seconds of the ball being sent out in the middle circle, the midfielder made a big foot and looked for the top of Lu Chenfeng's head.

The ball was not passed well, the height was not high enough, and the speed was too fast.

Not only did it fail to reach the scope of the competition, but it gave Lu Chenfeng a problem.

Seeing this scene, the Heidenheim defender quickly rushed forward, as long as it was not a battle for the top, his advantage was equivalent to Lu Chenfeng.

Strong!

This player had played against Lu Chenfeng once before, and he clearly remembered that it was difficult for Lu Chenfeng to win in physical confrontation.

So, when Lu Chenfeng was about to stop the ball with his chest.

The Heidenheim tall defender slammed into Lu Chenfeng's shoulder.

"Bang!"

A dull sound of physical contact sounded.

The Heidenheim defender felt a sudden burst of force from his body, which shook his internal organs and felt uncomfortable, and then his body fell to the ground uncontrollably!

What's the situation?!

This player was dumbfounded, when did Lu Chenfeng's confrontation become so good?

No way, it's only been half a season.

On his side, the corners of Lu Chenfeng's mouth hooked up a few smiles, turned around and advanced towards Heidenheim's backcourt with the ball.

has reached more than eighty body strength, and it is not something that any German defender can fight against.

Maybe now he can fight against the big loss, the body of Ronaldo and Van Dijk.

"Bang!"

After a few steps with the ball, Lu Chenfeng handed the ball to the Bochum winger on the right.

The winger attempted a few breaks down the flanks before slotting a long ball across the pitch to Passaci at the far end.

Passache began to break through with the ball again, his eyes revealed full of desire and confidence, a bicycle after a sharp change of direction, down the bottom cross!

The ball flies to the middle, not a high ball, just a half high ball!

Lu Chenfeng rushed to the front point, and after the Heidenheim defender behind him, the arch of his foot was towards the football!

"Huh!"

The ball flew into the net at such a close distance that the goalkeeper didn't have time to react!

Lu Chenfeng smiled and rushed to the sidelines to celebrate, he opened his hands and looked proudly at the fans who had stood up on the sidelines.

"yes yes yes ......yes yes!"

Then, the entire Ruhr stadium erupted into a long-suppressed cheer from Bochum fans.

After more than 20 days of offseason, they can finally watch their own Shenfeng attack the city on the field again!

With a coach's seat on the sidelines, Lampes seems to have long been accustomed to this kind of lead.

This time, he just smiled and slapped the assistant coach next to him, and then looked at the Aitu Lu Chenfeng who was celebrating, and his eyes revealed love.

"The ball is in!"

Zhan Jun was excited and hoarse, and his voice that was very capable of making people's blood boil sounded, "The familiar Lu Chenfeng style point grabbing, although it is not a header, it is still his favorite point grabbing goal!" ”

"Bochum is 1-0 up at home!"

"This is also Lu Chenfeng's twenty-third goal in the German Second League, Shenfeng!"

"I believe that in front of the TV at this moment, there are many Chinese players who have traveled to Europe, looking at this talented junior, there will be some envy and hope in their eyes." He Wei's poetic voice also sounded later: "Because he can stand at a height that you have never stood on!" ”

"But football is passed on from generation to generation, I believe that without your earliest drive and efforts, there would not be so many people in the country playing football, and maybe Lu Chenfeng would not have appeared!"

"Now, please let go of all your thoughts together, pin your hopes on Lu Chenfeng, follow him, and let him complete the dreams that countless people have never fulfilled!"