Lin Yun rode his bicycle in front of the goal and suddenly shot with his feet.
This ball was actually not difficult for Cech to save, but he never expected that Lin Yun would make such a move. There was no reaction at the moment Lin Yun hit the goal. By the time he made the save, it was already too late.
Not to mention Terry and Cech, even Modric and other Gunners friends were shocked.
It's not that Lin Yun doesn't know how to play small skills, but most of his skills are based on quick changes of direction and separation of the ball. Occasionally throwing out a fried ball is already considered fancy.
Coupled with his overly prominent style in the early days, everyone still habitually regarded him as a raw-eating maniac.
Cycling? Flower arranging feet? Lin Yun?
Damn, oh, oh, oh, oh~~ This kid is different now that he has broken the record. He is starting to let himself go.
As soon as Lin Yung turned around and ran to the sidelines, Modric jumped on his back.
"Where did you learn this trick?"
"Study? Isn't this something you can do if you have feet?"
"...You mean we are all disabled?"
"Don't say that about yourself."
"I will strangle you to death!"
"If you're going to pinch your neck, pinch your neck. Don't mess up my hairstyle for the 93rd goal of the year!"
He didn't say it was okay, but as soon as he said it, others immediately swarmed up and ravaged his little hair.
Walcott rubbed it with disgust, "Seriously, Lin, you'd be more handsome with long hair."
"I'm so handsome even with a bald head!"
"You're handsome but you're not single yet?"
"You don't understand, women only affect the speed of my shooting."
“But it adds to your experience playing ball.”
"No broken road can stop you from driving, right?"
One group of people were laughing and celebrating, while another group of people used silence to cover up their loss and... panic.
In the past, when Lin Yun relied on strength and speed, they blamed him for his lack of martial ethics. Now that Lin Yun has used skills, they have an even bigger headache.
This is not 1+1+1=3, this is really 1*1*1=9. Are there any bullies like you? !
"It's the 93rd goal. Every goal Lin Yun scores now is history!"
“The defense of both sides was actually very good. It wasn’t until the 20th minute of the game that shots started to come in, but I didn’t expect that Arsenal scored the first time they threatened.
Lin Yun first used terrifying speed to get rid of Cahill, then relied on his strong body to resist Ivanovic, and then rarely used fancy cycling skills to pass Terry, and finally made a magical trick. The shot tricked Cech.
Many fans missed the 18-year-old Basten and the 18-year-old Ronaldo, but it doesn't matter, you caught up with the 18-year-old Lin Yun! There is no doubt that he is that kind of perfect striker who is epoch-making! "
Naturally, the perfection of the horse is a bit exaggerated. After all, headers, long shots, and reverse footing are still Lin Yun's shortcomings. But those who witnessed this attack really only have the two words "perfect" in their minds now. Character.
Mourinho stood on the sidelines and looked at Lin Yun, who was celebrating, expressionlessly, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at his own center.
This guy was also capable of everything when he was at Liverpool, especially when facing Chelsea, he was beaten in all kinds of tricks, but now...
Mourinho shook his head dejectedly.
Messi must be brought here next year, otherwise the Premier League will be unplayable.
Don't think he is just dreaming. Mourinho is actually somewhat confident in hooking Messi up, and has even started working on it. As long as Barcelona has nothing to gain this season, Chelsea will spend money on it regardless of blood next summer. Barcelona.
In this regard, Abramovich and he have quite the same opinion. Mu Niao can't wait to start imagining what he will be like after having Messi.
The person who was most stimulated by Chelsea was actually not Torres, but Hazard.
After the game started again, the Belgians immediately broke out.
After picking up the ball on the left side of the court, he immediately followed a diagonal line towards Arsenal's penalty area.
Hazard is not fast, but his movements are extremely flexible, and his rhythm changes are quite amazing. It seems to be a very ordinary passing movement, but he always achieves good results here.
"Hazard dribbled the ball... passed Rosicky, and then got rid of Arteta. He didn't pass the ball. Vermaelen came up. Torres stepped forward to connect and faked the pass!"
In the blink of an eye, three people passed by, and all the gunmen's hearts were lifted.
At the critical moment, Modric suddenly came up from behind and poked the ball out from under Hazard with lightning speed like a jingle bell.
Szczesny quickly attacked and kicked the ball out of the penalty area.
"Modric! The magical magic flute can not only play artistic music with its feet, but can also transform into an elegant butcher... Huh? Here we go again?"
The ball cleared by the goalkeeper fell to Mikel's feet, and Chelsea made a comeback.
Ramirez received a pass from Mikel, played a one-two with William to get rid of the defense, and then suddenly made a through pass.
Lampard quickly stepped in and completed a blast at the top of the penalty area!
The football flew straight to the center of the goal. Szczesny was about to confiscate the ball with both hands, but unexpectedly Hazard, who was still in front of the goal, stretched his head out of nowhere.
"Bang!"
"Uh-huh!"
"Beep!"
The first sound was the sound of Hazard being shot in the head, the second sound was the sound of the football hitting the net, and the third sound was the referee's whistle.
"...Lampard's world wave! Hazard headers the goal and the ball goes in! Offside?!"
Only Hazard in the audience still didn't understand what was happening.
One second he was reflecting on his previous attack, and the next second he was obsessed with football.
In a daze, I heard various exclamations and sighs coming from the sidelines.
He raised his head and saw the football lying in the goal. He was about to celebrate, but saw Torres shaking his head and leaving, and then he realized what happened.
"... Hazard was indeed in an offside position when Lampard shot. Mertesacker was very smart about this shot and took two steps forward in time. Otherwise, Chelsea might have recovered a goal."
The camera focused on Mourinho on the sidelines with a purposeful look, but Psy did not jump up and down and rush to fight with the referee as they expected, but remained gloomy and silent.
Szczesny was about to serve, and Lin Yun slowly pushed to the edge of Chelsea's penalty area.
Terry put his hands on his shoulders and bent down slightly, as if he was facing an enemy.
Lin Yun couldn't bear to see his cautious look, "Don't be so nervous, I can't eat people."
When Terry heard this, not only did he not relax, but he even waved and called Cahill over.
Lin Yun shook his head speechlessly.
Szczesny passed the ball to the wing, Walcott quickly beat Ramirez alive, and then completed a cross pass of indescribable quality.
Modric originally stepped in quickly from the center to receive the ball, but who knew that Walcott's pass was actually passed behind him.
Magic Flute had to brake suddenly and make a U-turn.
The football has been stopped at Willian's feet, ready to pass to Lampard diagonally.
Modric stepped forward quietly, fell to the ground the moment he released the ball and slid the ball towards Rosicky accurately.
"It's Modric again!!! The Croatian played the entire game in the Club World Cup final, but today he was still lively, running around the court, and could do anything offensively and defensively!
Seeing this scene, Mourinho didn't know what he felt in his heart..."
After hearing Zhan Jun's words, everyone remembered that Modric had indeed been depressed under Mourinho for a period of time.
No wonder I’m so excited today…
After successfully intercepting the ball, Magic Flute immediately stood up and ran forward at full speed.
Rosicky was entangled by Mikel as soon as he caught the ball, and he quickly passed the ball to Walcott.
Walcott didn't make any stupid mistakes this time and quickly kicked the ball to Lin Yun.
Lin Yun was facing the Chelsea goal, his right side of his body was firmly blocked by Terry and Cahill, and he was engaged in a silent wrestling match with them. He had no spare power to deal with the ball.
Just as he was about to pass the ball back to Walcott, he looked up and saw Modric running up.
He quickly pushed the ball toward his side with the outside of his left foot.
As if he had calculated it thousands of times, Modric appeared exactly in the path of the football and volleyed decisively.
The football was like a sharp arrow leaving the string, crossing the penalty area and going straight into the dead center of the goal.
0-2!
"Walcott passed to Lin Yun, Lin Yun passed the ball diagonally to Modric, Modric shot, and the ball went in!
The Demon Emperor connected in reverse, and Arsenal won another victory! ! !
Arsenal without Lin Yun lost 0-2 to Chelsea. With Lin Yun, the Gunners took a two-goal lead over the Blues in just thirty minutes! It seems that if Wenger wants to defeat Mourinho, he still cannot do without Lin Yun..."
The moment Lin Yun saw the football entering the goal, he turned around consciously, acted as a mount honestly, and carried Modric on his back to the sideline.
The magic flute roared excitedly, and he didn't know what bird song he was shouting. Lin Yun could only vaguely distinguish the syllables like "Mourinho".
Mourinho turned back to the coaching bench, picked up a bottle of water, numbly unscrewed the cap, and took a stiff sip.
Wenger received a red card against Manchester City and was still in the suspension period. He could not personally direct the game from the sidelines. Sitting in the stands, he jumped up excitedly like an ordinary fan, waving his fists in the air. .
Today, the state of other Arsenal players is actually quite sluggish. The fatigue of travel and the "Sage Time" just after winning the championship made him expect a draw for this game, but he did not expect Lin Yun and Modric to insist on it. The two of them took the entire team flying.
Fans from all over the world were bursting with happiness watching the two people being so intimate.
"Isn't this the Gunners version of Van Basten + Gullit?"
"So the only thing left is Rijkaard, right?"
"I'm laughing if I can find another Vieira or Makelele, but Rijkaard? You want to eat shit!"
"Wilshere: Think I'm dead?! Can't I form a new Three Musketeers with Lin Yun and Magic Flute?"
"Let's talk about it, a little threat is still a little less interesting."
"It's mainly due to the ups and downs of injuries, otherwise the prince is still fine..."
(End of chapter)
