Chapter 142: Tragedy! Beat Messi head-on! Crush all doubts! (10,000 words)
"Bastard! Bastard! And you guys, bunch of idiots! β
Enrique got up from the coach's seat while scolding, and the coaching team next to him got up and pointed at the field to spray wildly.
From the moment Chen Yufeng smoothly lifted his feet, they knew that they had been tricked.
This will be angry, not all angry at Chen Yufeng, but also angry at the stupid self just now, angry at himself who made a reckless decision before the game.
Walking Chen, he walked around the field for a while, and with everyone letting down his guard, he sent the ball in with one kick.
Zero to two!
Barcelona's coaching staff are all worried about the future of the team.
Looking at it now, it is really a stupid move to let Umtiti use a foul to exchange one with Chen Yufeng!
Irrationality!
Completely out of line with the laws of football!
But fear consumed them, and fear overwhelmed their sanity!
Before the start of this game, Chen Yufeng had scored 60+ goals in all competitions this season, and 17 goals in the Champions League, which was the same as Ronaldo's record!
There's no way they don't worry.
Coupled with the overwhelming rendering outside, the defenders and coaches who have played against Chen Yufeng have miserable expressions.
Chen Yufeng laughed and celebrated with his teammates, and then the screen turned into a replay.
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Umtiti could certainly imagine what was happening, and he had no doubt that what he saw was not a hallucination.
Enrique played Barcelona to death...... They could have avoided this.
Although it is said that being arranged by Enrique to do this kind of dirty work is a little uncomfortable.
"Nothing, nothing! Chen Yufeng, who was not absent from the second round, did not have the confidence to protect the first round! I'm going to have to fucking switch to a guard to defend it! Enrique thought to himself with grief and indignation.
"Chen Yufeng! 18th goal in the Champions League this season! He broke the record held by Cristiano Ronaldo! Once again, his name has been permanently engraved in the history of the Champions League! β
Barcelona need to score away from home if they have any hope of turning the tables around.
Umtiti had just come out of the shower with a little song in her mouth.
"The Argentines are completely confused, I don't know if they can still play at this time, the Camp Nou miracle that happened not long ago, the Turin miracle!"
Therefore, Umtiti's first reaction was - is she hallucinating?
When he jerked his head up and looked at the television in horror, he saw a scene that made his heart flutter violently.
Before the staff could speak, Umtiti collapsed in pain on the seat, covering her face and convulsing in pain.
But when you think about the contribution you make to the team, it doesn't matter.
"Change the midfield, the offensive line can't be changed, and there will be a lot less threat if you don't have one person." There are assistant coaches next to Enrique to advise.
Enrique finally made his choice, "Replace Rakitic again, put Sergio Busquets up in the midfield position, and let Iniesta play up front alone." β
"I can imagine what the next game will be like. Rao has an MSN combination and the ability to score goals, and Barcelona may not escape the fate of being suppressed for the whole game! β
'We don't want to be in midfield, defend five, attack four, and score away goals.'
"No, how can you change the midfielder? It's just to strengthen the defense, what is the difference between changing the midfielder and not changing, maybe it will play a completely opposite role. In its own 3-back formation, it is not stable to switch to 4-back. "There were assistant coaches who expressed a different opinion.
Both of them have some truth, and it's up to Enrique to decide.
At the same time, the team's locker room.
But their MSN combination is different, this attacking combination has the ability to score more goals with less!
Even if it's a draw or a goal down, that's acceptable.
Anyway, he brought benefits to Barcelona, and the fans of Barcelona will surely worship him as a hero.
"Alex Sandro for Roberto."
"I'm done."
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"Click...... Umtiti dropped the towel in his hand and turned his head in disbelief to look at the staff next to him.
Umtiti was wiping his hair with a bath towel on the television in the locker room, which had covered his ears and caused some interference with his radio.
In the original design, after Chen Yufeng went down, the probability of Leicester City's offensive line scoring more than 2 goals was pitiful.
"What happened? Why is he okay again? β
Because they returned to Barcelona in the second leg, they could still beat Leicester City, where Chen Yufeng was absent, with 11 people fighting!
But now......
Do you want three views or a championship?
It's better to go home and live at home.
"What's the situation? What's the situation? β
These are Barcelona, they just can't sit in the dugout.
'Umtiti made a wrong choice and we saw that Enrique's expression was very good, and so was Messi's expression!'
"It's two to zero! Leicester City are within easy reach of victory! Barcelona, who have one less player, is simply powerless to stop them! Especially after we saw that Chen Yufeng was fine. β
He turned his head to look at the bench and immediately called Alex Sandro to warm up, before thinking about who to let go.
It's just that he doesn't want to accept this scene in front of him.
He's already thinking about the second leg.
He clearly saw from the camera that Chen Yu was on his feet, the turf and grass clippings were flying, and the football flew past the Barcelona players who blocked in the middle of the way, and flew into the net around Ter Stegen's hands.
Enrique finally made a dangerous move, making Umtiti sacrifice himself and let the team play one less man, just to stop the bulldozer Chen Yufeng.
It's a bit wrong to say, but the higher the level of the stage, the stronger the desire to win on both sides, and the more various means.
It's not that I'm crying, it's just that people can't help but tremble in a situation of extreme sadness.
Umtiti was indeed finished, he gave the red dot package, but did not send Chen Yufeng away.
If Enrique, who made the wrong decision, is the first person responsible, then he who did not shovel Chen Yufeng down is the second person responsible.
Even more responsible than Enrique.
Because if he could do that, nothing would happen after that.
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'Barcelona made a substitution and it was a last resort.
"After the reopening, Leicester's momentum has come up completely."
"After discovering that Chen Yufeng's body is fine, all the Leicester City players must have seen the hope of a big victory!"
"They won't let Barcelona go, they want to end the suspense in the first leg!"
"The door to the Champions League final is even wider."
"On the other hand, the players of Barcelona, don't talk about others, just talk about their team soul Messi, and they have no fighting spirit on their faces at the moment."
"Except for Neymar, who is still running wildly, the rest of the team is a little depressed."
"The game has just begun, it's so negative, is this still the same Barcelona team that has just completed two miracle reversals? Could it be that they really won't play away games? β
After Xu Yang's last joke fell, the director just gave the camera to Messi in the center of the field.
Under the super close-up capture, people can clearly see the uneasiness and anxiety in the depths of Messi's eyes, and there is even sweat left on his forehead.
Before the game, Messi once used the killing technique to elevate Chen Yufeng, the purpose of which was to put himself in an undefeated situation as much as possible.
If the team loses, he won't lose too badly, if the team wins, then he will win a big victory, and by the way, he can also absorb a wave of Chen Yufeng's fans and turn them into his own fans.
But the loss in this is not a big defeat.
If he loses to Chen Yufeng, all the efforts made by his brokerage team and public relations team will be in vain!
What he said was just ridiculous.
Even if his fans will use historical achievements and the number of champions to justify him, once the tragedy is made, Chen Yufeng's fans will definitely use countless reasons to gag their mouths.
As we all know, the fans who stand on the tragedy have the strongest attacking power.
The fans under the tragedy were not convincing at all.
Messi doesn't want to lose, he doesn't want to lose to Chen Yufeng in this humiliating way.
But Barcelona is indeed on the brink of life and death, and as long as there is another goal on the side, the collapse will be imminent.
"Bang!"
Thinking about it, a pass from Neymar came, and Messi was a little distracted and was directly cut off by Kante.
"Ah......" The scrappy Neymar had a few traces of disappointment on his face, waved his hand and shouted regretfully, as if he was a little dissatisfied with Messi's attitude.
This scene was remembered by Messi, and he let out a depressed sigh, and then turned this depression into anger, holding a grudge against Neymar in his heart.
Six minutes later, Barcelona, who finally had another chance to possess the ball, handed the ball to Messi.
"Bang!"
Messi glanced left and right, dribbled a few steps towards the middle, saw Neymar in front of him, and then kicked out and hit Leicester City.
He also wants to win, so he can put his anger aside for a while.
Neymar plugged in at high speed, received the football and sent a left-footed volley, but because of his meritorious work, he used too much force and pumped the ball directly into the stands.
It even knocked over a Barcelona fan's KFC platter.
Neymar just wanted to turn his head to express his apologies to Messi, and at the same time praise the latter for passing the ball well, when he heard Messi's voice.
"You can't score this kind of ball, what's the use of you."
Neymar glanced back at Messi, and did not speak after the corners of his mouth moved.
The two sometimes have some of these conflicts, and Messi is not too well-behaved on the field, which is well known.
Previously, this thing could be explained by the desire to win.
Later, when Messi said to a youngster who had 'unauthorized' shots, "You are here to pass the ball for me, to assist me, understand?" How can you make such a stupid decision, if you shoot again, I'll let them send you away! β
His ball domineering character was confirmed.
The player who didn't pass the ball to him was indeed loaned by Barcelona and finally sent away at a low price.
However, because the public relations team is too powerful, some news is pressed to death, and this matter is over.
"Don't talk, good ball, good ball, keep fighting."
Suarez came to Neymar's side to comfort him, and Neymar nodded slightly.
When did the estrangement between the two start this time?
Probably, Neymar, who created the miracle at the Camp Nou with his own hands, found that the media were all praising Messi and touting Messi after the game, and put the photo of Messi raising his arms and shouting behind the front page of the cover......
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"It's been 30 minutes since the game, Leicester City's attack is getting more and more fierce, and Chen Yufeng and Klose's headers continue to threaten Barcelona's goal."
"Originally, the configuration of Umtitigapik was enough in air defense."
"But now that Umtiti has gone down, Pique can only stop one of them, and who is going to keep an eye on the one who is free?"
"Alex Sandro? Mascherano? Or Mathieu? β
"None of them have enough ability and height to complete the air defense."
"Let's take a look at this attack! Klose's header! β
"Ter Stegen made a brilliant save! Corner kick! If it weren't for the special lions, Leicester City would have played a lot of money today, and the greatest ability of a top goalkeeper is to hold the lower limit for the team. β
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On the pitch, Riyad Mahrez ran to the sideline to take a corner.
After discovering that it was Pique who was marking him, Chen Yufeng also gave up the idea of fighting for the top in the penalty area.
Header in a corner with Pique, the success rate is not too high.
He's going to interfere a little bit and let the rest of his team-mates in the box fight.
He briskly ran towards Mahrez and made the move to link up with his team-mates for a corner.
"Go up! Two! β
Pique waved his hand to let people go over to defend Chen Yufeng and Mahrez as he resumed his search.
Due to the lack of manpower, Messi, who has no defensive tasks on weekdays, also returned to the front of the penalty area in the corner kick defense.
With his height, there is certainly no need to stand in the penalty area.
He simply greeted Sergio Busquets and ran to the corner flag area together.
"Beep!" The referee's whistle sounds.
Mahrez hesitated, not knowing whether to serve in or pass the ball to Chen Yufeng.
They hadn't practiced this before the game, this was completely Chen Yufeng's personal behavior on a whim.
"Bang!"
A few seconds later, Mahrez still passed the ball to Chen Yufeng.
He himself went up from behind Chen Yufeng and started the receiving point from the outside.
Chen Yufeng didn't actually expect Mahrez to pass the ball, he originally just wanted to attract two people to run with him.
After taking the ball and turning around, he saw Messi and Busquets standing in front of him, and a few smiles appeared on the corners of his mouth.
Professor Boo is a bit defensive, but not much.
Messi has no defense, but the center of gravity is low, the start is fast, and he can follow the defense at the first time.
However, these advantages are not worth mentioning in front of him.
It's hard to match up with the superstar, but how can he be so strong?
"Bang Bang Bang ......"
Chen Yufeng went straight to Messi, with a very clear purpose.
"I'm here, and you're next to me to fill in! If he plays the ball, you'll follow him! Busquez shouted in Spanish, he knew that Messi couldn't defend head-on, and it was better to stand in the position of the leader.
He quickly ran back and stood in front of Messi, lowering his center of gravity to feel the feeling, and he surpassed the demeanor of the king of men.
Chen Yufeng saw Busquets coming over and did not change his original plan.
His center of gravity leaned in the direction of the baseline, made a sliding motion, and then quickly pulled it back and shook it towards the outside line.
As soon as Busquets' center of gravity followed, he made a motion with his right foot to dunk the ball inside.
Unexpectedly, the latter also had a prediction, and quickly adjusted back to the center of gravity of his body to follow.
"Bang!"
But Chen Yufeng was also swaying this time, and the foot of the inverted football just went around, and he walked the ball to the outside again.
Change of pace!
Busquets faltered, stumbled to the right and eventually fell to the ground.
"Bang!"
Immediately afterwards, in the face of Messi's grab, Chen Yufeng quickly slid the ball to the bottom line and broke through from another direction.
Messi's center of gravity was very low, and after turning around, he followed Chen Yufeng's side.
He knew that Chen Yufeng's confrontation ability was very strong, however, his confrontation was actually not weak, coupled with the advantage of a low center of gravity, he had reason to believe that he could take the ball from Chen Yufeng's feet......
"Bang!" The bodies of the two made heavy contact in the next moment.
Messi quickly felt his internal organs tremble violently, as if all the body organs had been directly knocked out of shape, and his body fell to one side uncontrollably.
He fell to the ground so quickly that he even felt an out-of-body feeling.
It wasn't until he was facing the sky on his back and covering his ribs in pain that Messi figured out why Umtiti's tackle didn't snatch Chen Yufeng's ball.
From an outsider's point of view, it all happened very quickly.
After Chen Yufeng shook Busquets, he directly ate Messi raw.
Messi was dissatisfied and came up to steal the ball, and was knocked out three or four meters by Chen Yufeng.
Premier League bulldozers!
Well deserved the name!
Just give him this chance, and he can nail you to the pillar of shame!
"Bang!"
Chen's left foot was aimed at Klose's head and he was confident that the latter would be able to complete the aerial duel.
He has completed such a wonderful breakthrough, if Klose doesn't score a goal, wouldn't it be too much of a waste of his aura?
In the middle, Pique has just been looking for Klose.
Probably disrupted by Chen Yufeng's breakthrough, he came to Klose and accidentally bumped into his teammate Mathieu.
The bodies of the two swayed a little, just missing the best time to jump.
"Bang!"
Klose pressed to the top and completed a near-perfect header.
"Huh!" The ball flew into the side of the net, not giving the lion a chance to make another save.
Three to zero!
After Riyad Mahrez and Chen Yufeng, Klose's goal was the icing on the cake for Leicester City!
They are one step closer to the final!!
The temple of dreams seems to be right in front of you!!
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Many Leicester City fans have cried with joy, this score, even if it is directly blowing the final whistle, then they are satisfied.
Not to mention that the team played so well enough to believe that they would score more goals!
"Ukaze!!"
Klose bit his lip and rushed towards Chen Yufeng, no amount of words could express his emotions at the moment, he just wanted to hug Chen Yufeng tightly.
The Grand Slam of his club career seems to be really dramatic!
At almost 39 years old, the feat of scoring in the semi-finals of the Champions League has made him believe in himself and his teammates at this club even more!
Look at what a wonderful group of people I surround myself with!
Although some of them are a little older, it doesn't matter, this kind of old age fun is also very good!
"Do you understand what I said now?"
Seeing Klose coming, Chen Yufeng stretched out his hands and shouted with a smile.
He was reminding Klose that what he had said before, he had done it.
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"Three to zero! Leicester City doubled the score again before the end of the first half! All Barcelona fans can't keep their composure! Enrique will have to figure out how his team will face an ambitious Leicester City in the coming days! They are up against a team with a strong desire to score! β
Commentator Xu Yang's excited voice sounded, "Now some people still say that small teams will never reach the Champions League final?" I believe not! β
"The smaller the team, the smaller the people, when the opportunity is in front of them, the more they cherish it, and the more they want to do everything they can to grasp it!"
"Leicester City showed me that today! After the opponent went down due to an accident at the beginning, they went crazy and wanted to score a goal, wanting to kill the suspense of the game! β
"I hope they succeed!"
Xu Yang felt his goosebumps rise, Leicester City stared all the way over, before this game, still no one believed that they could beat Barcelona.
But everything that is happening on the field now is enough to make people believe.
Leicester have a chance to kill the suspense of the game in the first leg.
In the live broadcast room, many viewers and friends expressed their opinions.
"Is this the first time the two have met in the main game? I know that Messi is not a defensive player, but his body is as soft as a paper man compared to Chen Yufeng! Fly straight out, hahaha! β
"Chen Fan said that this scene is very cool to watch!"
"What about Messi fans? Why don't you come out and speak? β
"They may still be praying at home that their MSN can save them, and now, even if MSN can score, it will not help, Enrique should change the defender as soon as possible, stop fighting, be careful to give his position to Bo!"
"Hahaha...... They may also be dreaming that the team can come back from behind to reach the final. β
"It's impossible, if Leicester City can score another goal and make the score 4-0, Barcelona will have no chance at all!"
"Is Leicester City as resilient as Paris can match? Is Ranieri's stability comparable to that of the great inventor Enrique? β
"Barcelona is playing really abstract this year!"
"Chen Yufeng is better than you, this is another pass and a shot, another goal, and a hat trick against a giant team!"
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Countless remarks were made, and the fans who supported Chen Yufeng and Leicester City accounted for the majority.
Those who support Barcelona and Messi may indeed be unable to say anything.
As far as the two just now, Chen Yufeng is indeed a complete victory.
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On the pitch, the Barcelona players walked to their positions with their heads bowed.
When they conceded the first goal, they looked more like they didn't care, even if they were already playing one less by then.
But look at the present, is there anyone else who can not be in a hurry?
Messi squatted on the ground, hiding his embarrassment by tying his shoes and reloading the shin guards.
He knows that two top stars will face each other at two points and will be followed by countless people.
The moment they first met, they would be edited into a collection and watched on the Internet every day.
He could already imagine what those reporters said after the game, and even thought of how the people who supported him defended themselves, and how the opposing fans fought back.
"Messi and Chen Yufeng played for the first time! Chen Yufeng shows amazing speed and confrontation ability! β
βοΌοΌ Is Messi a defensive player? Do you compare his defense to Chen Yufeng's offense? It's so unscrupulous, this media. β
"Walter? Chen Yufeng scored one goal and one assist in this game, what about Messi? If you don't score a goal or an assist, do you look at his running stats? Dishes are practiced more. β
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Messi squatted on the ground for a while, and after a while he got up with his head down and walked towards his own half.
The priority is to score a goal or assist a goal.
Otherwise, the above situation is really likely to happen.
"Pass me more and I'll organise the attack."
Messi raised his head again and gave an order to his teammates.
Most of them nodded their heads, taking Messi's request to heart.
Only the corners of Neymar's eyes moved, and he turned away without replying.
Suarez was caught between the two, not knowing what to say or what to do.
If the team's offensive line is not compatible, then no matter how much ball is passed in the midfield, it is useless......
Besides, this Kante is really difficult to deal with, as soon as they get the ball, they follow like a fly, and if you don't pay attention, they will break you.
"Beep!"
The game restarted and Leicester slowed down slightly.
They are watching how Barcelona will play after three goals before making their own decisions.
It's a way they play a lot, the players on the pitch know it all the time, you don't have to communicate it to each other, you just have to be part of the whole and you know what to do.
With such amazing synergy, Leicester City can do a great job of attacking and positional positioning.
That's why they're difficult.
Barcelona passed through the backfield for a while, and several times they wanted to attack through transfers, but they missed one person, a world of difference.
Locally, every time it is a numerical disadvantage, Rao is based on Messi's Neymar's dribbling ability, and it is difficult to break the game.
Coupled with the famous Leicester-style counterattack, they dare not be too bold every time they attack, afraid of conceding the ball again.
The rest of the first half of the game went by in this situation.
"Beep! Beep ββ! β
The score remained 3-0 until half-time, when the Barcelona players came to the dressing room.
When they pushed open the door and saw Umtiti slumped in the seat, mixed emotions filled everyone's minds.
Some people want to accuse Umtiti twice, but that is obviously a bit shameless.
Sometimes that's the case, everyone uses shameless ways to profit for themselves, but they won't admit it, they won't say it in the open.
"I'm sorry......" or Umtiti herself started the topic.
No one responded to him, and there was only silence in the dressing room.
'Okay, let's keep our eyes on here, and in the second half we're going to make defending our number one priority.'
Enrique walked in, pushed the tactics board over, and pointed to one place and spoke aloud.
"You can't let their ball pass through the midfield easily, Messi and Neymar, you have to come back to help the team defend, and if the two of them can't come back, Suarez has to drop back quickly to fill in the position."
"Got it?"
"Don't feel aggrieved, don't feel that this will damage our previous arrangement, there is only an extraordinary way to ...... extraordinary times"
He kept talking, but no one wanted to look up, and everyone didn't seem to want to listen to him.
At the end, Enrique, who was a little embarrassed, let out a long breath and walked directly out of the locker room.
The atmosphere of silence lasted until the end of the break.
The Barcelona players returned to the pitch in a state of confusion.
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"Bang!"
In the 56th minute of the second half, Leicester City launched an attack with a simple long ball, and Morgan found Mahrez with a wide range of deflected balls.
Riyad Mahrez drove forward with the ball and broke through Mathieu on the flank, sweeping a blistering cross towards the middle.
The quality of this ball is not very high, and the landing point is not very good.
Pique kept stuck on the line, but he didn't expect the football to come back so quickly......
"Whew!" Pique cleared the ball and kicked it into the ball, but unfortunately it didn't hit the target, and the ball got a stronger spin and flew behind him.
This is the kind of mistake that often occurs when people are not in the right state.
Most of them come from lack of concentration and distraction.
The strongly spinning soccer ball pinpointed around Mascherano's feet and came to Chen Yufeng in an absurd and comical form.
Faced with such a good opportunity, Chen Yufeng didn't even dare to hit the door directly.
"Bang!"
He stopped the ball with his right foot, then aimed at the far corner of the goal and pushed it out.
There was no way for the fairy to come, and Ter Stegen didn't even do the face of falling to the ground, so he watched the football roll into the net and smash the net violently.
Four to zero!
Chen Yufeng scored twice!
The big score is coming!
Tragedy is coming!
In the history of the Champions League semifinals, the score of 4-0 is really rare!
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The shouts that resounded throughout the stadium sounded again, and Chen Yufeng, who scored the 19th goal in the Champions League, put the back of his hand on his mouth, kissed it, and then raised his hand high and rushed to the side of the field.
He didn't know why he was making this celebration, maybe to show his love to the fans?
Or maybe the camera is aimed at yourself and you want to pretend to be a less embarrassing force?
In short, the celebration is over!
"Assist for a brace!" Mahrez rushed up, and after 4-0, he felt the air a little sweeter.
If it weren't for the fear of flashing his waist and breaking his neck, he would have liked to imitate Klose and celebrate with a somersault when he rushed up.
"It's not certain if your assist counts, in case Pique's own goal assists are counted?" Klose, who was next to him, reminded Mahrez not to be happy too soon.
"Oh...... That's right. The smile on Mahrez's face vanished, and he turned his head to look at the fourth official on the side of the pitch, keeping his eyes on the big screen inside the stadium.
This series of emotional changes made the few people around him laugh.
Chen Yufeng also paused the celebration and helped Mahrez watch the big screen.
Soon, the results came out on the big screen.
GoalββYufengChen
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βOhββοΌβ The cheers of the crowd were remembered again, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief and hugged each other to start celebrating again.
In the case of already playing flowers, in addition to pursuing more goals, what else to do is naturally to strive for a better data for yourself.
......On the coach's bench on the side of the pitch, Ranieri smiled and applauded, and he was already happy.
Next to him stood his old partner Steve Walsh, and the two of them were close to hugging each other.
"Are we facing Barcelona? Well? Not Crystal Palace? Not Sheffield? Not Mocombe? β
Steve Walsh burst out laughing, looked at Ranieri and said, "The final is already beckoning us!" Ranieri! β
"You stupid Mr. Good Luck! You pretend to be a steady adventurer! You're going to make it! β
"Hahahaha......!"
Ranieri shook his head and waved his hand in retort: "Don't say that, I'm already rigorous and steady, and I'm lucky." β
"Who can pick up the leaks and pick up players like Chen Yufeng? There's still so little praise for him from the outside world, and only internal members like us know what he means to this team. β
"Without him, we wouldn't be where we are today! Leicester City have no chance of entering the top of the Champions League! β
After Ranieri finished speaking, two people immediately stood up and agreed.
It was the team's two assistants, Holman and Lewis, the equipment manager who had previously talked about bonuses, and Lewis, the equipment assistant, who had also watched Chen Yufeng's training.
"I am really grateful to Chen Yufeng, and I am also grateful to Mr. Vichai."
Holman is an old man, he shook his head and said: "I have already decided, after this year, I will take the prize money given to us by the team and go around the world." β
"What could be more enjoyable?"
"If we can reach the Champions League final, then I can get a lot more money and I can even leave a small fund for my son!"
"Oh my God, this team really changed the fate of our family."
Wichai said before that everyone will share the Champions League prize money equally, and the club will not take a penny.
Deuce, not the players and coaches, the dressing room will also join in this circle.
Several of them have the opportunity to change their fate because of this.
"How else can we say that Chen Yufeng is the one sent by God to save the two of us?" Lewis was smiling beside him.
The attitude of the three of them made Steve Walsh a little dissatisfied, "You guys have to shoot on the back, wait for the players to come down and shoot it, don't shoot it." β
"Hahahaha......" Everyone laughed again.
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After this goal, the game is almost over.
Barcelona is completely spent, and it's time for Ranieri to start preparing for the next game.
It's not a stupid decision, the Champions League is important, but the Premier League is also important.
You can't let Chen Yufeng run like this, right?
He's going to have to help the team win the Premier League, which will be crucial in a few days' time.
The score of four to zero is really good, as long as there are no big problems, they don't have to worry about promotion!
In the 71st minute of the game, Chen Yufeng was replaced by Albrighton.
Klose was then replaced by Vardy.
On 76 minutes, Mahrez was replaced by Odegaard.
At this point, Leicester City's rotating line-up began their attacking performance.
For some of them, the opportunity to face Barcelona is too rare, maybe once or twice in a lifetime.
Cherish your chances and try to score a goal.
It is their wish, and it is also the dream of the past.
Chen Yufeng, Mahrez, and Klose sat side by side on the sidelines, leisurely watching the little brothers on the field perform.
"Will there be any more goals?" Klose asked curiously.
"Chances are, I just saw Odegaard go up with a fire in my eyes." Mahrez replied with a smile, he captured the detail and knew the fighting spirit of this group of lads.
"Albrighton is the same, they're like they're going up to play with their lives."
Chen Yufeng echoed, "Eleven to ten, I believe they will score." β
The three watched curiously, finally waiting for an opportunity in the final hours of extra time.
Just before the end of the game, Odegaard's breakthrough awarded Leicester a free-kick.
It was a free kick from the edge of the penalty area, and Chen Yufeng had the highest success rate in the goal.
Chen Yufeng, who was on the bench, must have slapped his thigh at this time, and if he was there, he might have completed a hat-trick in this game.
On the pitch, Odegaard and Drinkwater stood in front of the ball together, the former coming up today to play in the position of Mahrez, and the two were not in the same position.
"Are you coming?"
Drinkwater asked, "I've seen your footwork, you pass the ball well, and the free-kick won't go anywhere." β
"I do want to try." Odegaard does not shirk either, young newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, as a Real Madrid academy, he has always had the dream of scoring Barcelona goals.
"Beep!"
The referee's whistle blows, and it will be the last chance for both sides to attack, whether to score or not, the final whistle will sound.
Chen Yufeng and others in the audience stood up, hugged each other side by side, and waited to celebrate.
"Come on, Odegaard, come on, kid, let's be here at the last moment and celebrate in peace."
"If it's five to zero, it's really stable."
"I believe he has the ability, and it seems that this ball should have gone in."
Everyone also prayed a few words for Odegaard, and everyone focused on Odegaard, who had already started the main cannon.
"Bang!" A crisp touch sounded, and Odegaard played the ball with grace and grace, without losing power.
The ball quickly formed a parabolic trajectory and fell towards the goal.
Chen Yufeng, Klose, and Mahrez tightened a little, and their eyes burst with hope.
Everything became quiet, and they only hoped that the next moment, the whole audience would be frenzied.
"Huh!" That's how the sound of touching the net sounded.
Chen Yufeng took the lead and rushed onto the court waving his arms.
Riyad Mahrez was close behind, and by the time Klose reacted, the two had already run away.
βYeahββοΌβ Accompanied by the voices of the fans.
The final score was also frozen, 5-0!
(End of chapter)