Chapter 5 Pseudo Genius?

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"He came on as a substitute and scored a hat trick! He came on the scene in the 60th minute and scored the third goal in the 85th minute. He scored a goal almost every eight minutes! Demonic efficiency!"

"Four touches of the ball, three shots, and three goals. Is this still the Yang Feng we are familiar with?"

His teammates came running from behind, and Yang Feng was directly attacked by various men.

In a mansion in China, Shandong, Song Junmin was in front of the TV, looking at the figure surrounded in the middle with mixed feelings in his heart.

He was once a member of Schalke 04, and he once dreamed of using Schalke 04 as a springboard to move to the center of world football. Unfortunately, after just one season, he had already drifted away from his dream. That little fellow who was unknown in the youth team and only knew how to complain about others all day long suddenly emerged and became the brightest star in the game...

“On December 3, 2000, Aachen challenged St. Pauli in an away game. It was just an ordinary Bundesliga second division game, but in that game, Chinese player Xie Hui scored 3 goals alone, creating a record for Chinese overseas players. The first hat trick.

Exactly five years later, on December 3, 2005, Antwerp defeated Lommel United 5-0 at home. Chinese player Dongfang Zhuo scored three goals. It was the second hat trick of a Chinese player overseas.

On February 5, 2006, the Antwerp team defeated the deputy squad leader Deinze 4-1 at home. Dongfang Zhuo scored three goals in a row to help the team win.

And today, exactly six years later, another Chinese player has finally accomplished this pioneering feat overseas, and this time it is in the German Bundesliga! Yang Feng inherited the glory of his ancestors and created new history! "

What excites Yang Feng more than making history is the prompts that appear from the system.

"Complete the first two goals in his career and will be awarded two points."

"Complete the first career hat-trick and award three points."

The points awarded for each goal are not fixed. For example, for Yang Feng's first goal in the Bundesliga, the system rewarded him with three points, but for his second goal, it became two points because of that goal. Helped the team draw the opponent, but only scored one point for the third goal, because that goal was just the icing on the cake...

It can be inferred that the number of points should be related to the meaning of the ball, difficulty coefficient, importance and opponent's strength, etc. It is a bit arbitrary, but there are also rules and regulations.

The same goes for the points gained from training. The more devoted you are physically and mentally, and the more scientific and reasonable the training method, the more points you will get. On the contrary, perfunctory training will not only not be rewarded, but will even be deducted...

Anyway, after scoring two more goals, the points became 5, one step closer to the next draw.

Yang Feng finally got out of the crowd of teammates and high-fived Draxler, who was standing on the outside with another lemon, "Good pass!"

Draxler said: "You also shot beautifully."

The two hands that were holding each other pressed hard at the same time. The two of them came together and bumped their shoulders heavily. Yang Feng whispered: "If you were targeting me just now, you might have added an assist to your account."

Draxler was speechless.

He couldn't even think of a forward who had wasted ten single goals in half a season, how could he have the face to say such a thing...

But Yang Feng's words also kept him in mind.

Maybe Huntelaar is not the only option in front of the goal.

Both Yang Feng and Huntelaar are pie-eating forwards, relying heavily on assists from their teammates. However, Yang Feng has more outstanding characteristics. His outstanding running position and speed should have allowed him to eat more pie, but it is a pity that he was so bad. His shooting skills have held him back, and he has only scored a pitiful three goals until he entered the first team.

Stevens was as happy as a child, but he still kept urging the players to go back and prepare quickly, trying to turn one point into three points.

The Borussia players looked at Yang Feng with messy hair and wrinkled clothes with complicated eyes. They were a little confused about what medicine this kid had taken today and why he was so vigorous.

Knowing their shame, they should have acted bravely, but Borussia's fighting spirit and state seemed to have been exhausted in the first half. Not only did they not wake up after being chased by three goals in a row, but they acted even more timidly and showed no signs of being a team competing for the league championship. Some domineering.

Royce was so angry that he just wanted to scold her, gritted his teeth, and went it alone.

"Reus is here again, he is the only one in the entire Borussia team who behaves like a fighter!"

"Foul! Royce was tackled to the ground and Gladbach got a free kick!"

"The football hit the wall, Schalke's counterattack!"

Schalke midfielder Farfan took the ball, looked up and then stepped forward directly.

The one I’m looking for is Yang Feng.

Yang Feng finally squeezed out of Damas' position and got stuck, but... he stopped the ball one meter away...

The home fans burst into laughter, and Yang Feng himself felt a fever on his face.

His basic skills are still good. At the Bundesliga youth training level, it is not difficult to stop a high-altitude ball, but it is still a bit too difficult for him to catch such a long ball that spans more than half of the field in a confrontation.

Talent is really something that makes people desperate. Many people are born with skills, and they become adept at playing with them. However, for others, they can’t even practice until their feet are broken. Come up with a reason.

Stevens couldn't bear to look directly at him, and he was very confused.

This kid, you say he's not good at it, sometimes he's so fierce that he's so fierce that his aura is almost visible to the naked eye, and he makes all kinds of coquettish moves that make Inzaghi call him an expert when he sees it, but you have to Even though he is a genius, his shortcomings are so obvious that even the most basic sense of the ball for a genius boy is terrible.

The referee gave five minutes of stoppage time.

These five minutes were basically Schalke bombarding Borussia Monchengladbach's goal, but it was a pity that they were unable to score.

Yang Feng and Huntelaar were well taken care of and did not even have a chance to touch the ball. The most active performer was the 34-year-old Raul.

After taking over Schalke 04's No. 7 jersey from Hao Junmin, Raul scored 13 goals in the Bundesliga and five goals in the Champions League for Shakhtar last season. He is still in hot form this season, although on the surface he is playing He is a forward, but in fact he is both a father and a mother, and his role is entirely the work of a free agent in the frontcourt.

Yang Feng couldn't wait for a chance in the penalty area, so he simply withdrew and went outside to cooperate with Raul.

How dare Borussia let him touch the ball.

Once some players get up in shape, it's like they're cheating, which is no joke.

Yang Feng enjoyed the treatment of a superstar, and Borussia's players did not even give him a chance to shoot even if they committed fouls.

In just one minute, Schalke got two free kicks because of Borussia's foul on Yang Feng.

The first one hit the ground running, and as for the second one, it should be the last scoring chance of this game.

Farfan stood at the penalty spot, and Yang Feng and Raul also entered the penalty area.

"The stoppage time was over, but the referee still gave Schalke a free kick. Farfan... hit the goal directly!"

The football bypassed the wall and flew straight to the upper left corner of the goal. Ter Stegen made the ultimate save and knocked the ball out with one hand.

Players from both sides rushed to grab the first spot.

Yang Feng relied on his physical strength and quick feet to quickly approach and shoot at the football, but he didn't expect Royce to be one step faster and clear the ball with his big feet.

Yang Feng was unable to retract his feet in time and only had time to avoid Royce's vital parts, but he still hit the German handsome boy's supporting foot and brought him to the ground.

The whistle sounded while the football was still in the air, two short and one long.

At the end of the game, the two sides shook hands and settled for a draw at 3-3.

The home fans, who had been in high spirits for most of the game, breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling like they had narrowly escaped death.

Yang Feng got up first and stretched out his right hand to Royce who was still lying on the ground, "Are you okay?"