"At the end of the game, Athletic Bilbao took the lead twice, was tied twice, and even overtook the second time, but scored two goals at the last moment and exceeded the score again, 0-1, 1-1, 1 -2, 2-2, 3-2, 3-3, 3-4, seven goals in the game. Without the outstanding performance of Bilbao goalkeeper Irassos, the goals may have been in double digits... …”
"Yang Feng is probably the most depressed person in the game. He scored two goals and one pass but failed to bring a victory to the team. This is a very frustrating thing for any player. Of course 3-4 is not the end, because 6 days later they will visit Spain for the second match between the two sides, and Schalke 04 still has a chance to turn things around."
"Don't leave yet, our special reporter from Tencent Sports will interview Yang Feng on site..."
"Damn it, Little Penguin is okay with this, and there's a special female supporter?"
"Who doesn't know that Yang Feng is a big gold mine now?"
"Xiao Fengfeng must be extremely depressed. He can't help his pig teammates... It's so cool. I never thought I would have the opportunity to say such things in my lifetime."
"Quietly becoming the team's biggest asset?"
The Little Penguin trademark on the microphone was easy to recognize, and Yang Tida quickly spotted the reporters from the motherland on the sidelines.
"Hello Yang Feng, I am Zhang Yan, the frontline reporter of Tencent Sports. Can you accept our interview?"
Zhang Yan is a spirited young man in his thirties. He looks polite, and there is an assistant-like girl and a camera guy beside him.
He came all the way from China and was let in by the club, so of course he had to give him face. Yang Feng immediately walked over, nodded and said: "Hello everyone."
"First of all, congratulations on breaking the single-season scoring record for Asian players in European competitions. Did you ever think before the game that you could achieve this achievement so quickly?"
"I secretly thought about it."
"We saw that in the second half of the game you suddenly stepped up your dribbling. Is this a tactic planned before the game?"
"No, it's just my personal freedom."
"A very wonderful performance, I have to say, it gave us all a big surprise," Zhang Yan said with a smile, "I believe you can definitely turn the situation around in the next round, and I hope you can continue to have such an excellent performance in the next game. , now you have scored 7 goals in the Europa League, and you are very close to the 9-goal record of Korean player Cha Bum-geun; you have also scored 12 goals in the Bundesliga, and you are also close to the 16 goals coached by Yang Chen. Not far away. Are you sure you can break these two records this season?"
Yang Chen scored a total of 16 goals in four seasons in the Bundesliga, including 8 goals in the first season. He was the top scorer in Frankfurt at the time. Compared with Dongfang Zhuo, who played in the Belgian Second Division for four seasons, The 34 goals scored are certainly not the same, but the league levels of the two sides are completely incomparable, so the gold content of Yang Chen's 16 goals can basically be regarded as the highest in the history of Chinese football.
Speaking of this, the eyes of the three people could not help but shine with admiration.
Yang Chen and Sun Jihai can be said to be the two most successful Chinese players studying abroad, but even as strong as Yang Chen, they only scored 8 goals in the first season, while Yang Feng has increased this number to 12, and It's obviously not the end yet.
In the press area just now, when I mentioned that I was from China, they were flattered by the enthusiastic attitude of my foreign colleagues. It is difficult for people who have never experienced that kind of pride to understand.
Yang Chen in the live broadcast room shook his head arrogantly and smiled at Su Dong: "Why are you mentioning this? The past tense is past tense. It depends on the young people in the future... um..."
That "Uh" sound was because Draxler suddenly appeared from behind Yang Feng and shouted an obscene "Yang! Awesome!" to the camera.
The two laughed and high-fived. Raoul suddenly appeared on the other side of Yang Feng. Just as he was about to imitate some Chinese sentences, Yang Feng quickly stopped him and said: "If you want to say 'f*ck', I advise you to do it anyway." do not talk."
"Why? Didn't you tell me that 'fuck' means exclamation in Chinese?" Raul couldn't figure it out. "You don't have to be so modest, brother, your performance today is worthy of 'fuck'."
Draxler nodded with deep understanding.
Yang Feng said matter-of-factly: "This word is very profound. Even many Chinese people don't understand it. If you can't grasp it, don't say it casually when there are many people in the future."
The two of them were stunned for a moment after being fooled.
The three people from Tencent Sports looked at each other in confusion. The cameraman glanced at Zhang Yan, probably wanting to ask him if the machine was malfunctioning at this time.
After all, there are only a few people in the audience who understand German, and they don't know what they are talking about, but "fuck" they can still understand it.
"If my ears are correct, Yang Feng seems to have said 'f*ck'?"
"Absolutely, that's right! Who can tell me what's going on?"
"Twelve-level German speakers tell you, don't ask. It's not good for you to know too much."
"No way, I was so angry that my kidneys ached from the shameless guards in the sand mine, and now my liver hurts from being teased by Yang Feng."
Of course Zhang Yan understands German, but he doesn't dare to let Yang Feng express himself freely anymore, and quickly puts the microphone to Raul's mouth, "Raul, hello! I am your fan, well, there are many in China Your fans.”
"I know, I have been to China, and the fans there are very enthusiastic," he said, looking at Yang Feng and patting him hard on the shoulder, "I will never forget it."
Zhang Yan didn't expect the two of them to have such a good relationship. He was overjoyed and immediately said, "Will you ever visit China again?"
"Of course, we have made an appointment to climb the Great Wall in China this summer."
The topic should be quite happy, but some Raul fans heard a tinge of sadness in it.
There is the European Cup this summer, and everyone who is doing well is going to compete. Who has time to climb the city wall with you...
Of course, Zhang Yan couldn't let them go like this, and continued: "You have worked with many outstanding forwards. Among these forwards, who do you think Yang Feng is more similar to?"
What he actually wanted to ask was where Yang Feng ranked, but he suddenly realized that the question seemed a bit embarrassing and quickly changed his mind.
"Don't everyone say he looks like Irving? Hahaha," Raul said. "Actually, I thought so before, but you also saw the game just now. Maybe he looks more like Ronaldo."
"Excuse me, which Ronaldo are you talking about?"
Raul shrugged, "Wear size 7."
Another sad topic.
Everyone knows who the original owner of No. 7 is.
The audience discovered that although the questions asked by this girl were all related to Yang Feng, they sounded like they were specifically aimed at Raul.
Zhang Yan was also aware of this problem, and after asking Draxler a few more questions, he finally ended the hasty interview.
