Valdez reacted quickly and immediately jumped forward. Unfortunately, his left hand had been stretched to the limit and still failed to touch the football...
"GOAL!!! Wilshere made a long pass from the backcourt. Pique took the opportunity, but Lin overtook him from behind and easily lifted the ball over his head! Busquets had a chance to make a recovery. , It’s a pity that Lin not only has superb skills, but also has a strong body! Look at this volley shot, it’s as beautiful as a painting!”
"At the end of the first half, Lin Yun used a volley to help Arsenal expand their lead. He also scored twice, scoring his 9th goal in this Champions League! This distance There are almost 140 minutes until the end of the round, and he is likely to score double-digit goals in his first Champions League season!"
Lin Yun rushed to the sidelines and performed a soul-stirring slide from a long distance.
His knees and toes together left four deep stripes behind him, like four scars, bloody on Barcelona's body.
Vilanova held his head and turned around, unable to bear to look directly.
Wenger punched hard the moment the football entered the goal, then turned to face the home audience, raising his hands crazily to signal everyone to cheer Lin Yun louder.
Lin Ming in the stands was very high-spirited and went crazy in a rare way. He pointed his hand at Lin Yun from a distance, and shouted to the people around him as if he wanted the whole world to know: "My son! This is my son!"
On the contrary, Isabella was more restrained and covered her mouth tightly with her hands. Tears flashed in the corners of her eyes, but her face had already turned into a smile.
Brother Ferguson, you look at me, I look at you, a thousand words finally turned into two long sighs.
Sir Alex Ferguson has already had the idea of resigning. What he wants most now is to leave a spark for the Red Devils. No matter from every aspect, Lin Yun is his best choice.
He has a British registered permanent residence, strong scoring ability, and most importantly, no stage fright. He has the innate conditions to inherit the magic of Manchester United.
It's a pity that he passed by with only half a thought.
The Arsenal players quickly ran to Lin Yun, and a group of people knelt on the ground and hugged each other.
There is a saying that the current Arsenal team can almost be called the worst since Wenger took over.
Henry and Bergkamp were at their peak, and Cesc Fabregas and Van Persie also caused quite a stir. In the current generation, only Wilshere has shown signs of becoming a superstar. As for Lahm Cypress, Chamberlain, etc., although they are also known as geniuses, it is difficult to see the grace of their predecessors in him.
No one could have imagined that Lin Yun would suddenly appear in front of everyone in a more stunning manner than Henry + Bergkamp + Cesc Fabregas + Van Persie.
The live footage showed Henry and Fabregas in a meaningful way.
As two representatives of the Gunners at their peak, they eventually became members of Barcelona. Now they are sitting and watching Barcelona being beaten to death by the Gunners. I don't know what they feel in their hearts.
Lin Yun finally pushed aside his teammates and stood up, waving to the stands where his parents were.
At this time, everyone will think of his age.
Because in the same session, other players either compare themselves to their girlfriends or blow kisses to their wives and children. Only a kid like him would show off to his parents.
After this goal, the first half of the game ended quickly, and both sides entered the locker room with a 2-0 score.
The atmosphere in the home and away dressing rooms is naturally one of ice and fire.
On one side there was constant laughter, on the other side it was so depressing that it made people go crazy.
Wenger opened the door and clapped his hands, "Okay, guys, I'm sorry to spoil everyone's fun, but I must remind you that a football match lasts 90 minutes, and the Champions League semi-finals are two rounds. You really Do you think now is the time to celebrate?"
"Sorry, Boss, we also know it's too early to celebrate, but we just can't help it."
"Yes, if you want to blame it, it's our wonder boy. His goal came so fast, I almost forgot it was Barcelona."
"What? Is our opponent today Barcelona?"
"Otherwise? Who do you think you are?"
"Um, I thought it was Queen's Rangers? Or Reading?"
Well, these are the two teams at the bottom of the Premier League right now.
Wenger shook his head, "So? Do you want to celebrate with champagne?"
Seeing that the old man was really angry, Vermaelen quickly waved his hand, "Okay, okay, that's it. Stop smiling and be serious."
Wenger saw that everyone was quiet, and then nodded with satisfaction, "I know everyone is very satisfied with the current score, 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 but laugh. Even Wenger was helpless and said dotingly: "Okay, okay, except you."
Lin Yun was embarrassed, "Ahem! Actually, my performance was just average."
"Shh..."
"Please, beat the shit out of him!"
"I also want to be like this..."
"Okay, okay, let's hear what the BOSS has to say."
Seeing that the atmosphere finally became serious, Wenger solemnly said: "We will try to reach the final today..."
Reaching the finals today will naturally turn the second round into garbage time.
If it were before the game, this would be a joke, but if it were now, it does seem that there is a slight possibility...
While the coaches of both sides were racing against time to adjust their tactics, Lin Yun's two goals were being replayed on major platforms.
Everyone is talking about Lin Yun, and Stan Kroenke in the chairman's box is no exception.
"He wants 350,000?"
"The real psychological price should be around 300,000. If you give me the authority for 260,000, I guarantee that I can negotiate it," Dick Law said. "260,000 is just over Tevez, becoming the number one in the Premier League. It should be able to satisfy them. appetite."
Kroenke thought for a moment and said, "Give it to him."
Dick Law raised his head in surprise, never expecting to hear such an answer from this man in his life.
This is not just as simple as throwing away a contract with a weekly salary of 260,000, but the salary structure of the entire team will be broken.
Lin Yun got 260,000, but what about Wilshere? What about Giroud? What about the rest?
What's more, this is really a lot of money.
"But compared to Lin's value, it doesn't seem to be much..."
After silently speaking to himself, Dicklau said to Kroenke in embarrassment: "But... he is only willing to sign for three years."
"Three years?" Kroenke frowned, "What does Wenger mean?"
Dick Law shrugged, "It's better to sign for three years than to be bought by Real Madrid, Manchester City, and Chelsea this summer."
Kroenke thought for a moment and finally nodded.
Dick Law let out a sigh of relief and felt his heart beating a little too hard.
It's not because of the boss's aura, but because of the contract that he is about to get rid of.
Weekly salary of £260,000!
First in Premier League history!
Made in Arsenal!
In the past, who would have dared to believe this? !
"Then...I'm going to talk to Mendes now."
But Mendes has no time for him now.
This guy is sitting in Florentino's office, watching the live broadcast of this game with Lafayette.
Lin Yun's second goal was replayed for the third time on TV.
Florentino shook the red wine glass in his hand, "I have to say, it is indeed a wonderful goal, but it is a pity that Real Madrid is not short of forwards now."
Even Higuain has no place here, let alone a fledgling kid.
"Just because he doesn't need it now doesn't mean he won't need it in the future," Mendes said confidently. "Believe me, one day you will beg me to take him to the Bernabeu."
Florentino took a sip of red wine and said, "Let's wait until that day comes."
These words are not entirely perfunctory, but they are what I really think in my heart. After all, Real Madrid has this kind of virtue now. They only like to buy mature men and do not want to raise young wives.
Instead of the subsequent Royal Somalia period, I actually had the patience to slowly play with updates...
As he spoke, his mind was already flying to tomorrow's game between Real Madrid and Dortmund, or even the Champions League final 32 days later.
It seems that Real Madrid's opponent in the final may become Arsenal.
That would be so fun…
(End of chapter)
