Royce will definitely be one of the most famous glass figures in world football in the next ten years. Yang Feng is really afraid that he will smash him to pieces with just one kick.
There is the European Cup this year. If Royce is absent because of his kick, he will no longer have to play in the Bundesliga.
Fortunately, Royce didn't show any pained expression on his face. He grabbed Yang Feng's hand, stood up with the help of his strength, and said, "It's okay."
The two scored the first and last three goals of the game respectively, and the camera immediately followed them as soon as the game ended.
Two handsome faces appeared in the camera at the same time, which made many fans who were still reminiscing about the game unable to recover for a while.
"What's going on with these two guys? Are they handsome and handsome?"
"...The score is even, and even the appearance is also even?"
"I can't get enough of Royce's looks, but Yang Feng is more in line with my aesthetic taste."
"Yeah, yeah, that's what the Germans probably said about Yang Feng."
"But I can't resist these two!"
"Damn it, you take off your clothes just because you don't agree with me? I'm so tired."
Yang Feng and Royce exchanged jerseys. Draxler, who originally wanted to exchange with Royce, shrugged his shoulders and left depressed.
"Your third goal is very beautiful, maybe I will practice it when I go back," Royce said and gestured, "It would be cool to have such a goal in the European Cup."
Yang Feng let out a "heh" and said, "It's better to say goodbye. It will hurt when you fall."
"No, no," Royce certainly couldn't appreciate his kindness, "As long as I can get in, the pain is worth it."
"as long as you are happy."
After bidding farewell to the Little Rockets, Yang Feng found the referee and applied to take away the game ball.
The Miners fans who were traveling with the team had not yet left, and many of them were shouting Yang Feng's name. Yang Feng raised his hands in the air, clapped softly and sneaked into the locker room in thanks.
“Schalke 04 fought hard to catch up after falling behind by three goals, and finally tied the score at 3-3 with Yang Feng’s hat trick, and took away a point from the Prussia Park with difficulty.
This is also their second draw this season.
21 games, 13 wins, 2 draws and 6 losses, with 41 points. Schalke 04 continues to rank third in the league standings, 3 points behind second-placed Bayern Munich and 5 points behind first-placed Dortmund. In the league With 13 rounds left, the final winner is still full of suspense..."
"With this hat trick, Yang Feng has scored 6 goals in the Bundesliga this season, temporarily ranking tenth in the Bundesliga scorer list. After Raul, who scored 8 goals, Schalke 04 has as many as three players. Ranked among the top ten shooters!"
"Five days later, Schalke 04 will challenge Czech Champions Plzen in an away game to start their journey to the Europa League quarter-finals. We hope to see a more exciting performance from Yang Feng..."
"Today's game will be broadcast here for you. Thank you everyone for watching..."
Although they failed to win, the draw was too difficult and they successfully suppressed Borussia in the standings, so the atmosphere in the visiting team's locker room was very happy.
As the biggest contributor, Yang Feng was not able to continue the admiration of all the stars on the court just now. Although his teammates showed goodwill far beyond the past, they wanted him to become the star of hope of the team or even the prince. , obviously thinking about shit.
There is an obvious chain of contempt in the football world, and Asian players are undoubtedly at the end of this chain. Even Son Heung-min, the first Asian brother who dominated the Premier League ten years later, is still yelled and criticized by his teammates in public at every turn. I was even almost slapped in the face. You can imagine the living environment for yellow people in this industry.
And in the Asian section of this chain, Chinese players are at the back...
Of course, the Bundesliga is not the Premier League, and in the competitive world, the strong is king after all. As long as the player is strong enough, there is no prejudice that cannot be broken.
Yang Feng has been living alone in Germany since he was fourteen years old. He successfully evolved from transparent to translucent half a year ago. He is well aware of this situation. Anyway, it will always be fun to cheat. As long as he keeps making progress, they will kneel down. When licking.
After washing up, I followed my teammates onto the bus, silently arrived at the last row as before, took out my mobile phone from my backpack, and turned on the music player skillfully.
No one likes wearing earplugs.
As soon as the voice of "hello Kugou" sounded, a black shadow suddenly enveloped him.
Yang Feng raised his head, took off one of his earplugs, and looked at Jefferson Farfan who came to him inexplicably.
Farfan threw his car keys over, "I promised you, my car is yours tonight."
Only then did Yang Feng remember that after he scored his second goal, this guy seemed to have said that as long as he could score another goal, he would lend him his car to flirt with girls.
Yang Feng is now focused on his career and has no energy to take care of this. He immediately refused: "Thank you, no."
Farfan said: "I beg you, man, do what an eighteen-year-old boy should do. You can't live your whole life with football."
He was teammates with Sun Xiang in Eindhoven, and also worked with Hao Junmin after coming to Schalke. He is not full of prejudice against Chinese players like many people.
"It's not certain, I think I can play until I'm eighty years old," Yang Feng actually has more than two months until he turns eighteen, but he doesn't bother to correct his statement, "I hope I can play in a World Cup before then." Bar……"
“Is this Asian humor?”
"No, this is Chinese humor."
Metzelder laughed and said, "Come on, Jefferson, I don't think your junk car is more attractive to a girl than his face."
"Okay, these words are too hurtful. Give me the key and you can live your life holding the football."
Farfan left, and Yang Feng looked at the time.
The time difference between Germany and China was seven hours, and it was midnight over there. He didn't know if his parents were asleep, so he didn't call.
He didn't know that even in the middle of the night, the word "Yang Feng" still caused a traffic feast in the country.
If you think about it, you know that with the virtue of the Chinese media, overseas players can be praised even if they organize an offense, let alone a hat trick?
Many cultivators who had not watched the game quickly learned about Yang Feng's feat due to the bombardment of news pop-ups and chat groups, and searched for the goal highlights of this game on the Internet.
In Yang Feng's bar, there were only a few sparse posts on match days, but after the game, it became a holy place for fans to vent their excitement.
A short essay written by the owner of the forum was quickly pinned to the top of the post and attracted numerous likes.
"Northern Ireland can have a George Best, Liberia can have a George Weah, Côte d'Ivoire can have a Didier Drogba, Wales can have a Giggs - they are all small places, but they all have superstars shining at their feet. However, in our vast China, with thousands of miles of mountains and rivers and a population of more than 100 million, we have never had a world-class player.
Li Huayun, who was once ranked among the top six rising stars in the world with Basten, Chen Tao, who was once selected into the best team of the World Youth Championship with Messi, Dongfang Zhuo, who was once compared with Cristiano Ronaldo, and Pjanic. Wang Chu, known as the Metz Twins...
We once watched their growth as if we were expecting a rooster to lay eggs. We were excited and nervous like holding a lottery ticket with three correct numbers. However, when the numbers behind were revealed, we could only silently The lottery tickets were crumpled into a ball, and then they continued to wait for the next lottery draw without giving up.
Maybe Yang Feng just got such a newly obtained lottery ticket, and the four correct red balls have been revealed on it. I don’t know whether his coming down from heaven tonight is the complete nirvana after bathing in fire or the overnight blooming of an epiphyllum, but I know that Ka When Ka was seventeen years old, he was still quietly practicing in the Sao Paulo youth team. When Ronaldo was seventeen years old, he had just completed his career debut in Lisbon. And when Yang Feng was seventeen years old, he had already scored a hat trick in the Bundesliga. .
He deserves the best expectations and blessings, but why do we always give him the harshest criticism? "
