With the two watching, the game continued.

They sit in the stands in the front area, which is an organisation of die-hard Leicester fans.

Not long after the game began, they organized a team song singing session, and Leicester City's light melody team song soon sounded in the stands.

“When you are smiling……！”

“When you are smiling……！”

“The whole world smiles with you……！

Taylor Swift didn't know how to sing at first, but such a simple and catchy melody was quickly learned by her musical genius.

She happily sang along with the fans and blended in very well.

The female assistant next to her also sang along, and from Taylor's expression, she saw a long-lost relaxation and novelty, which was rare.

Although she has countless classic and beautiful songs, after countless tours and singing, these songs have been sung thousands of times, and there is no sense of novelty, and some are just numb.

This time I came to Leicester City and sang the team song with the fans, and it was a different feeling.

Everyone sings together for the club, whether it is good or not, as long as the voices are mixed together, it is a very powerful force.

It's going to give the players the strength to enjoy the game on the pitch and push for the win.

On the pitch at this time, Burnley's new coach Dyche's mad dog pressing tactics did achieve certain results for a short time, and they made Leicester City's players very uncomfortable for a while.

But as the time of the game slowly moved forward, the Leicester City players, who were gradually accustomed to this kind of pressing, began to find a way to resolve it.

They began to boldly make small quick combinations in the backfield, and even if there were occasional mistakes, they had little impact on the big picture.

As long as they can find a chance, they will hopefully form a situation where they can play more with less and play a very threatening counter-attack.

"Keep rushing! Keep rushing! ”

Dyche on the sidelines of the pitch directed the players to continue to charge, and he was full of passion and desire for football not long after entering the Premier League.

He is looking forward to this promoted polo team and being able to play fanatical football in his own hands.

In the fourteenth minute of the game, Leicester City's back ball finally came to fruition.

"Bang bang!"

Drinkwater and Fox worked together with Fox in a small area to make a bloody way on this side, picking the ball out and then passing it to Chen Yufeng's feet.

Chen Yufeng turned around and picked up speed quickly, attacking Burnley's backfield.

“Ohhhhhhhh……”

In Taylor's area, Leicester City fans have shouted one after another and stood up from their seats.

Their movements were representative of their mood, and everyone was very much looking forward to the success of the attack and were waiting for the final moment of explosion.

"Ukaze! Wookaze! ”

Taylor raised his hands even more, his eyes full of adoration.

"Bang!" Under everyone's gaze, Chen Yufeng shifted the ball to Mahrez's side.

Riyad Mahrez stopped the ball and played it down the middle, where Jamie Vardy slotted the ball into the corner.

“Yeahhhhh……！”

Leicester fans shouted wildly, their voices soaring into the sky, setting the pitch on fire.

The people in the entire stand suddenly waved their hands excitedly, and they were boiling.

Taylor Swift was a little disappointed not to see Chen Yufeng score, but he was still immersed in the atmosphere and celebrated with the fans.

She and her female assistant quickly set their sights on Dyche, who was not far in front of them, to see how the opposing head coach reacted.

Sometimes, fans will also look for this kind of reaction of the opposing coach in order to obtain greater psychological satisfaction.

Dyche was still very cooperative with the Leicester City fans, he immediately kicked the water bottle away in anger, crouched down on the side of the pitch and roared, and accompanied by very exaggerated body movements.

Taylor couldn't hear what he was saying, but he could still guess something from his body language, "Fack? ”

She imitated it, and then laughed with the female assistant.

The two sat down again soon after, waiting for Chen Yufeng's goal.

When the first half was forty minutes into the game, and the second goal had not yet been scored, the live director once again turned the camera to Taylor's side.

Many fans erupted in cheers again, seemingly using the director's lens language to give Chen Yufeng motivation.

The cooperation between the director and the fans this time seems to be promoting a point.

Chen Yufeng, everyone is waiting for you, hurry up and get one......

Of course, the players who play seriously on the pitch must not have noticed this, and they will only learn about it after the game.

However, this did not prevent the fans from cheering themselves up first.

"Bang!"

In the forty-third minute of the game, two minutes from the end of the first half.

Morgan launched a counter-attack with a long ball and went straight to Riyad Mahrez on the left.

Riyad Mahrez, who had recently completed the assist, looked in fine form, dribbling towards Burnley's back line, despite the fact that there were three defenders in front of him.

Mahrez didn't do much movement, and after a simple shake of his body, he went down the ball.

It doesn't matter how many people there are in front of you, he only needs to pass one person, and then use the cross to find the back point and see if Chen Yufeng can smash one against the defender!

"Bang!"

Mahrez's cross was delivered quickly and the ball spun violently towards the back post.

Chen Yufeng was also in place at this moment, and Burnley's defenders jumped up and down towards the top of the football.

'Ohhhh......' Taylor's Leicester City die-hard fans in this area stood up again and began to look forward to the final act.

They know that when Chen Yufeng shows this state, he may not be far from scoring!

"Bang!!"

A dull voice sounded, and Chen Yufeng's forehead touched the bottom of the ball head-on, and the ball quickly changed its line and smashed into the position of the goal.

Burnley goalkeeper Heaton jumped off in time and even judged the landing point of the football in advance.

However, the chic figure that he struggled to fly out eventually became a clown supporting role in this grand performance, although he worked hard but was useless, just to support the brilliance of the protagonist of the performance.

"Huh!" The football soon touched the net, and Chen Yufeng immediately waved his right hand and rushed to the other side of the court to dance and celebrate.

This seems to be a celebratory move that he has recently unlocked and has yet to be shown in front of people.

“Yeahhhhhhh……！”

In the fan stand where Taylor was, he could only see Chen Yufeng's back getting farther and farther away, but this did not affect the people here to boil.

Everyone raised their hands in the air and celebrated wildly.

“Yeahh！” The shouts of Taylor and the female assistant merged with the voices of the Leicester City fans once again, forming a chorus that hung over the stands.

The two hugged each other, and their faces were already red with excitement.

After the live director finished broadcasting Chen Yufeng's celebration, he turned the camera here again to observe the celebration of Taylor and the female assistant.

These on the football field are naturally very interesting, and the fans also like to hear about them.

After that, all eyes were on Burnley's dugout, and once again they looked at the fat Dyche.

Dyche was wearing a black suit undershirt and even a tie today, and it seemed that in his fantasies, today would have been a good day.

His record in the first four rounds of the season has indeed given him that confidence, and he expects the team to disrupt Leicester's position by pressing and limiting Leicester's attacking threat.

But what happened on the field at the moment told him that everything was not so simple.

This pressing not only did not allow them to score, but instead allowed Leicester to seize the counter-attack and score two goals.

In this way, they may not only lose their competitiveness directly in the second half, but are more likely to be beaten by Leicester City again.

"Most of the players in this team only played in the Champions League two days ago, how can they come back and still play!"

Dyche directly lifted a lift of water over his back and slammed it to the ground, as if he had come to an over-the-shoulder fall, "Why can't I prevent Mahrez!" Can't stop Chen Yufeng! ”

He's more of a fighter in the UFC Octagon at the moment, using his crazy ground jiu-jitsu to take on Shuiti.

This is clearly a confrontation in the wrong place, just a means to vent.

"Hahahaha......" After attracting the laughter of many Leicester City fans, Dyche seemed to notice this and turned his gaze fiercely to the stands of Leicester City.

This kind of threat, naturally, is useless, and only makes the laughter louder.

"How can it be!" Dyche smashed the water lift with an over-the-shoulder fall again, and almost went up to the armbar and strangled him.

His behavior also made the players on the Burnley bench stunned, and everyone showed a scared expression, for fear that he would be the next to be thrown over the shoulder.

"Beep! Beep ——! ”

The whistle blew shortly after the end of the half-time game, and Taylor and the female assistant grabbed their things and headed out of the pitch.

The two of them looked a little unsatisfied, as if they had just woken up from a wonderful dream, and they still had a feeling of dry mouth.

"Exciting!" Taylor sighed fieryly, and even wanted to dance the night away.

They made their way to the shop next to the stadium to buy two cold drinks and watch the game inside the stadium.

When they came to the beverage store to order Coke, the female clerk seemed to recognize them and said with a smile: "Miss, when watching your boyfriend compete, two glasses of cold beer are more exciting." ”

"Not a boyfriend." Taylor explained this with some embarrassment, and then, after one eye with the female assistant, turned his head and said, "We'd like to try a cold beer though." ”

"Wait a minute." The female clerk quickly turned around to pour the beer, and soon came over with two large glasses of beer with ice cubes.

"In-store activities, buy beer and give players star films, do you want them?"

After handing the beer to the two of them, the female clerk took out a few posters and cards, like elaborate small gifts.

After seeing the cover of Chen Yufeng above, Taylor naturally took it, "Thank you." ”

"Go slowly, I hope Chen Yufeng can score more goals today."

The female clerk directly called out Chen Yufeng's name at the end, she smiled and said: "That will make our whole city happy, he is already our national idol." ”

Taylor and the female assistant glanced back, nodded wistfully, and walked towards the court.

After a few hours of going deep into the local area, they felt Chen Yufeng's influence in the city.

This is stronger than any report, any media news.

Only when you come here can you feel the love and respect of the people of a place for a certain football star.

This is comparable to the love of the American people for their king, and Chen Yufeng is now gradually walking towards the king of Leicester City.

Maybe when he leaves here, the whole of Leicestershire will be left in tears.

(End of chapter)