Chapter Forty-Seven: Give It to Him!

ValdΓ©s reacted quickly and immediately pounced, but unfortunately his left hand was stretched to the limit and still failed to touch the football......

β€œGOAL!!!! Wilshere made a long pass from the back, and Pique grabbed the lead, but Lin was overtaken from behind and lightly picked the ball over his head! Busquets had a chance to make amends, but unfortunately Lin not only has superb skills, but also a strong body! Look at this volley, it's as beautiful as a painting! ”

In the final stages of the first half, Lin Yun helped Arsenal extend their lead with a volley, and he himself scored twice to score his ninth goal in this Champions League! With almost 140 minutes to go until the end of this round, he is likely to score double-digit goals in his first Champions League debut! ”

Lin Yun rushed to the sidelines and came to a long-distance kneeling with a heart-wrenching spirit.

The knee and toe together left a deep four bars behind him, like four scars, and they were bloodied on Barcelona's body.

Villanova turned around with his head in his hands, unable to bear to look at it.

Arsene Wenger punched the ball the moment it entered the goal, then turned to face the home crowd, raised his hands wildly, signaling everyone to cheer Lin Yun louder.

Lin Ming in the stands was in high spirits, rarely went crazy, stretched out his hand and pointed at Lin Yun from afar, as if he wished that the whole world would know, and shouted to the people around him: "My son! This TMD is my son! ”

On the contrary, Isabella was more restrained, reaching out to cover her mouth tightly, tears flashing in the corners of her eyes, but her face was already smiling.

Brother Ferguson, you look at me, I look at you, and a thousand words finally turned into two long sighs.

The lord has already had the idea of resigning at this time, and what he wants most now is to leave a spark for the Red Devil, no matter what aspect it is, Lin Yun is his best choice.

The British account has strong scoring ability, and the most important thing is that he is not stage frightened, and has the innate conditions to inherit the magic of Manchester United.

It's a pity that the half-thought difference passed by.

The Arsenal players soon ran to Lin Yun, and a group of people knelt on the ground and hugged each other.

One thing to say, this Arsenal team can almost be called the worst since Arsene Wenger took over.

Henry, Bergkamp was the pinnacle, Fabregas, Van Persie's batch has also set off a lot of waves, to the current batch, Wilshere has shown some signs of superstardom, as for Ramsey, Chamberlain or something, although they also have the name of genius, it is difficult to see the demeanor of their predecessors in him.

No one could have imagined that Lin Yun suddenly descended from the sky and appeared in front of everyone in a posture more amazing than Henry + Bergkamp + Fabregas + Van Persie.

The live footage was given to Henry and Cesc Fabregas in a meaningful way.

As representatives of the two peaks of the Gunners, they all became Barcelona people in the end, and now they sit and watch Barcelona being beaten half to death by the Gunners, and I don't know how they feel in their hearts.

Lin Yun finally pushed away his teammates and stood up, waving his hand to the stands where his parents were.

It is only at this time that everyone remembers his age.

Because in the same link, the other players either show their hearts to their girlfriends or throw kisses at their wives and children, and only a little kid like him will show off to his parents.

The goal was followed by a quick end of the first half, with both sides going into the dressing room with a 2-0 scoreline.

The atmosphere in the home and away dressing rooms is naturally one of fire and ice.

On one side, there is a lot of laughter, and on the other side, it is so depressing that people are going crazy.

Arsene Wenger pushed open the door and clapped his hands, "Okay, guys, sorry to upset everyone, but I have to remind you that a football game is 90 minutes long and the Champions League semi-final is two legs, do you really think it's time to celebrate?" ”

"I'm sorry, BOSS, we also know it's too early to celebrate, but we just can't help it."

"Yes, blame our wonder boy, his goal came so fast that I almost forgot it was Barcelona on the other side."

"What? Is our opponent today Barcelona? ”

"Or else? Who do you think it is? ”

"Uh, I thought it was the Queen's Ranger? Or Reading? ”

Well, these are the two teams currently at the bottom of the Premier League.

Wenger shook his head, "So what? Would you like to spend champagne to celebrate? ”

Fermaren saw that the old man was really angry, and hurriedly waved his hand, "Okay, okay, it's almost done, put away the smile, be serious." ”

Wenger saw that everyone was quiet, and then nodded in satisfaction, "I know everyone is happy with the score now, and so am I, but I am very dissatisfied with you. ”

Lin Yun raised his hand in a funny way, and then pointed at himself aggrievedly.

A group of people couldn't help laughing, and even Wenger had no choice but to break the score, and said dotingly: "Okay, okay, except for you." ”

Lin Yun was embarrassed, "Cough! Actually, I behaved averagely. ”

"Shhh

"Please,!"

"I want to be like this, too..."

"Okay, okay, let's hear what the boss has to say."

Wenger saw that the atmosphere finally became serious, and then said solemnly: "We strive to reach the final today..."

Reaching the final today is naturally turning the second leg directly into garbage time.

If it was before the game, it would have been a joke, but if it was now, it seems that there is a real possibility...

When the coaches of both sides were racing against time to adjust their tactics, Lin Yun's two goals were being replayed on major platforms.

Everybody was talking about Lin Yun, Stan in the chairman's box. Kroenke is no exception.

"He wants 350,000?"

"The real psychological price should be around 300,000, and if I am given 260,000 permissions, I promise to be able to negotiate it," Dick. "260,000, just surpassing Tevez to become the first in the Premier League, should be able to satisfy their appetite." ”

Kroenke thought for a moment, "Give it to him." ”

Dick. Law looked up in surprise, he didn't expect to hear this kind of answer from this person in his life.

This is not just as simple as throwing out a contract with a weekly salary of 260,000, but the salary structure of the entire team will be broken.

Lin Yun took 260,000, what about Wilshere? What about Olivier Giroud? What about the others?

What's more, it's really a lot of money.

"But compared to the value of Lin, it doesn't seem to be a lot of ......."

After silently saying a word to himself, Dicklaw said to Kroenke in embarrassment, "But...... He was only willing to sign for three years. ”

"Three years?" Kroenke frowned, "What does Wenger mean?" ”

Dick. Law shrugged, "It's better to be able to sign for three years than to be bought by Real Madrid, Manchester City, and Chelsea this summer." ”

Kroenke pondered for a moment, then nodded.

Dick. Law let out a long breath and felt his heart beat a little hard.

It's not because of the boss's aura, but because of the contract he is about to throw out.

Β£260,000 a week!

First in Premier League history!

Made in Arsenal!

In the past, who would dare to believe this special?!

"So... I'm going to talk to Mendes now. ”

However, Mendez doesn't have time to deal with him right now.

The guy was sitting in Florentino's office, watching the game live with Galeries Lafayette.

Lin Yun's second goal was replayed for the third time on TV.

Florentino shook the wine glass in his hand, "I have to say, it is indeed a wonderful goal, but unfortunately, Real Madrid is not short of strikers now." ”

Even Higuain has no place here, let alone a fledgling kid.

"Not needing it now, doesn't mean it won't need it in the future," Mendes said confidently, "Trust me, one day you'll beg me to bring him to the Bernabeu." ”

Florentino took a sip of red wine, "Then wait until that day comes." ”

It's not all perfunctory, but I really think so in my heart, after all, the current Real Madrid is this kind of virtue, I only like to buy mature men, and I don't want to raise Zhengtai.

Instead of the Royal Somali period later, there was the patience to play slowly and renewably......

He said that his mind has flown to tomorrow's match between Real Madrid and Dort, and even the Champions League final in 32 days.

It seems that Real Madrid's final opponent will become Arsenal if it is not done well.

That's going to be fun...

(End of chapter)