"You scored the first free kick of your career and gained 3 points. Current points: 4"
"You scored the equalizer in the derby and gained 1 point. Current points: 5"
"You scored twice in the derby and gained 1 point. Current points: 6"
"Oh? This can be possible..."
Relying on Yang Feng's two goals, Schalke 04 tied the score at the end of the first half, and the two sides entered the locker room with a score of 2-2.
Except for Yang Feng who is still reliable, the Schalke team's performance is sluggish. Brother Monkey, Raul, Draxler, etc. have almost no eye-catching performances. Only Farfan can barely keep up with Yang Feng's rhythm. .
This is mostly the case at the beginning of the season, especially in the big competition year. Star players should pray to God if they can return to the head coach with full hands and feet. We shouldn't expect too much, but the opponent is getting stronger and stronger, and Yang Feng Once set off, other people instantly become speechless.
At this point, it is no longer just a matter of technique and tactics. Stevens mainly does psychological work during the halftime break. "Are you scared?" "This is a derby, you are making yourselves a joke." Wait, there are only a few ideas, which are almost deaf to this group of veterans, but it still has some effect and improves the team's morale.
Relying on an opportunistic free kick to score, Yang Feng successfully entered the team's free kick taking position. Although he failed to completely seize the opportunity to become the first penalty taker, he was able to compete with Farfan. Free kicks are basically two players taking turns.
"The second half began. The two sides changed sides and fought again. The two head coaches did not make any adjustments to the lineup..."
In fact, there are still some adjustments, because Stevens finally no longer limits Yang Feng's position to one area, but gives him great autonomy, playing in the center, frontcourt, left, center, and right, as he pleases.
The chicken soup that Dortmund drank during the halftime break may have been thicker. After the start of the game again, they exploded with great fighting power. Yang Feng extremely suspected that what Klopp fed them in the locker room was not chicken soup, but a direct shot of chicken. Blood.
Even Sauer saw the gap and couldn't help but joked: "Klopp is obviously better than Stevens in mobilizing the players' fighting spirit. Compared with the first half, Dortmund seems to have changed the ball. Team, are Schalke 04 going to go back to the same path as last season?"
Schalke was too weak in the first half of last season, so that although their record in the second half was incredible, tying the highest points record in Bundesliga history, they ultimately lost the championship with a goal difference disadvantage. If they finish this season with this game Starting in this state, the first half of the game is probably not going to be much better.
But the most fucked up part of football is here. Dortmund's offensive is obviously in full swing, and it looks like they will score a goal and take the lead again in the next second, but they are the first ones to be scared into a cold sweat.
It was Yang Feng who caused the trouble.
In the 52nd minute of the game, after receiving Huntelaar's return, Raul suddenly made a pass to the left side of the penalty area like a lunatic. Just when everyone was confused, Yang Feng suddenly passed through the goalkeeper like a ghost. Between Mayers and Piszczek, appear behind the football.
The two reacted completely differently.
Hummels immediately chased back, and Piszczek raised his right hand high, "Offside! Offside!"
Before he finished speaking, Yang Feng had already made a curveball that made Weidenfeller feel sick and want to vomit.
The speed is fast and the angle is tricky, and he is heading towards a blind corner.
Faced with this kind of shot, the goalkeeper could only do his best to obey fate and make a symbolic save. Instead of expecting him to save the ball, it would be more reliable to expect Yang Feng to miss it himself.
The goalpost didn't help this time, and the football still went in from the upper right corner.
Everyone immediately looked at the belated referee, who then looked at the linesman.
The linesman was under great pressure, but he still raised the flag in his hand.
Offside, the goal is invalid.
Dortmund's fans cheered wildly as if they had scored a goal.
"Goa...oh haha? It's a pity that Yang almost scored a hat trick. Let's take a look at the replay...well, it seems to be offside..."
"Yang Feng! Anti-offside! Hit the goal! The ball goes in...ah? Offside? How is that possible!? This is obviously a good goal. Let's see the replay...where is it offside? The referee's decision is open to question!"
When Yang Feng rushed past Hummels, he knew that he probably ran a little too early, but he still had to shoot the goal. After knowing that the goal was invalid, he also knew that there should be no problem with the decision, but he still protested to the referee. For a moment.
This is the experience taught by Raul. Anyway, you have to be strong even if you are not justified. Treat yourself as the victim first. It is best to make the referee doubt his own judgment every time he talks about it. He is so ashamed that he wants to commit suicide to apologize. This way There will be some care when making the first penalty.
"Are you sure it was offside?"
From his own perspective, the referee actually thought the ball was fine, but he naturally wanted to stand on his own side and immediately said forcefully: "Please don't doubt our professionalism."
"Now you are doubting my professionalism!" Yang Feng said as if he had been wronged. "Excuse me, where did I go offside? My shadow? Or my breath?"
"Your arms!"
"You might as well talk about my hair..."
After another grunt, Yang Feng stopped, but Dortmund was frightened by his counter-offside this time and became much more honest. Schalke 04 finally had a chance to breathe.
The game entered a stalemate. Luo Yins and Yang Feng faced strict defense and their performance was somewhat quiet. However, they still seized the limited opportunities and showed off twice.
Luoyins played at home, and every ground ball he successfully caught would cause bursts of cheers. Yang Feng showed exquisite ball protection and dribbling skills in the pursuit and interception, making the home audience hate and love him. On the one hand, they cursed him. It would be best to show off his legs on his own, but on the other hand, he can't wait to tie him to his side.
In the 64th minute of the game, murderous intent reappeared on the court. Draxler probably had a premonition that he might be replaced if he continued to be so useless, so he broke out fiercely. First, he stalked Bovas. Chikovsky took the ball at his feet, and then the ball passed Schmelzer from the left. Suddenly, the vision suddenly became clear, and everything was smooth sailing.
Yang Feng immediately went straight into the penalty area and hit the goal with Huntelaar. Behind him, Raul, Matip and Farfan also rushed in and surrounded Dortmund's goal.
Weidenfeller became anxious and shouted: "Don't let him pass the ball!"
Seeing that there was nothing he could do, Subotic rushed out of the penalty area and shoveled directly.
Draxler wanted to continue to show off, imitating Yang Feng and using Marseille's Huixuan to dodge the tackle. Unfortunately, he was not good at it. The ball was pulled back, but his foot did not escape, and he was tackled to the ground by Subotic.
Subotic liked to mention the topaz card, and the fans cheered him like a hero, but Weidenfeller secretly scolded him.
Another free kick...
A group of people were really frightened by Yang Feng, thinking how awesome he was at free kicks.
The foul was committed on the left side of the penalty area, which was still very threatening. Dortmund did not dare to be careless and returned to defense with heavy troops. Schalke 04 also entered the penalty area looking for opportunities.
Yang Feng and Farfan stood together in front of the football, and Weidenfeller signaled that he was ready. The two of them were still there, and they didn't look very harmonious. Farfan His face turned red, as if Yang Feng was so angry.
"Yang Feng and Farfan seemed to have a dispute. They seemed to be arguing over who would take the penalty."
"Schalke's previous free kicks have always been taken by Farfan, but the success rate is very low, and Young only took two free kicks, and the second one directly scored. He should really be allowed to try more..."
Farfan didn't seem to give in at all, and Yang Feng didn't seem to want to give up this free throw opportunity. The fans were unhappy and started to criticize.
"Don't you know how you're going to play? Where's the shame?"
"Let me tell you, Yang Feng is still too impatient. This kind of thing should be done slowly."
"Fifty percent hit rate, what does Farfan want to grab?"
"Be a person first, do things later, Yang Feng is not very authentic this time..."
"The coach didn't make any arrangements and let them do whatever they wanted?"
It's not that Stevens didn't make any arrangements, he just made them very simple and let the two of them discuss it. He originally thought that with Yang Feng's "sensibleness", nothing would go wrong, but he didn't expect that this kid would suddenly become willful.
It seems that you are too indulgent to him.
There are many people who have the same opinion as Stevens. Although in the arena, strength comes first and seniority is not as serious as in other fields, human nature is everywhere. As soon as you get some results, you will rush to rub the face of your senior on the ground. , a bit hard to see.
Yang Feng seemed to finally make a compromise, seemed to say something to Farfan, and slowly backed away. The referee finally blew the whistle.
Stevens shook his head in Klopp's gloating eyes, and the next second the two jumped up almost at the same time.
One is happiness and the other is energy.
Yang Feng suddenly stepped forward and pushed Farfan to the ground.
Everyone was stunned by this scene.
"Damn it! It's passed, it's too much, it's not..."
"There is a right way to take death!"
"Is this crazy?"
"Ha! Young man, you are so frizzy!"
"Hahaha, I knew this Chinese was not a good person!"
"Fight! Fight! Farfan, beat him hard!"
"Don't be a coward, do it quickly!"
Duan Xuan can no longer be punished.
"This...there seems to be some misunderstanding between Yang Feng and Farfan...ah? Ah!"
The referee had put the whistle in his mouth again, and only Weidenfeller and Raul saw something was wrong.
Otherwise, the people who know you best are not only your friends but also your enemies. Weidenfeller immediately reminded loudly, but when he became anxious, his words were incoherent, "False! Be careful...be careful with Raul!"
That's too late.
Farfan, who was lying on the ground just now and glaring at Yang Feng, was as nimble as a monkey. He jumped up and passed Raul. The two actions were completed in one go.
Raul took two steps back, waited for the ball to fall behind him and shot a clever shot.
Weidenfeller stretched out his hand to pounce, but was unable to reach it and could only watch the football hit the net again.
"This...is this okay?"
"Speechless! Extremely speechless!"
"Shameless! Extremely shameless (the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise crazily)"
"Goal!!! Yang...oh, no, it's Farfan! Wonderful cooperation! Not only between Farfan and Raul, but also between Yang and Farfan! Everyone was deceived by them!"
"A free kick! Yang Feng and Farfan deceived the defenders and suddenly assisted Raul to score, and the score became 3-2."
"No, no, no one can tell they are acting, right?"
"Does this ball... count?"
"This ball...doesn't it count?"
"Yang Feng, please be gentle, Weidenfeller is going to be ruined by you."
"Farfan's acting skills are still too bad, and it makes me laugh out loud."
Farfan turned his head, looked at Yang Feng, and then at the goal. Is this okay?
Raul ran over, high-fived Farfan first, and then punched Yang Feng, "I knew it! Can't you say hello in advance?"
"You really don't believe in the tacit understanding between us?"
Draxler couldn't help but ask, "Why isn't I here again this time?"
Yang Feng showed off his ability to coax children to sleep, "Didn't you create the free kick? You are the one who contributed the most!"
"Really...fuck, are you so innocent? Do you really believe it?"
"Go to hell!"
A few people started celebrating noisily on their rival's pitch, leaving Dortmund's players disheveled in the wind.
Klopp felt angry all over his body, but had nowhere to express it. In the end, he could only secretly grit his teeth and utter a few words, "Crooked way!"
"Be careful! This Chinese is too cunning!" Whether as a victim or the captain on the field, Weidenfeller had to stand up. "Don't be fooled by him again! Also, don't let them take it anymore." It’s a free kick!”
Easy to say…
Yang Feng, Farfan, and Draxler are all good at breaking through. How is it possible to keep the enemy outside the country without fouling?
As the game continued, Dortmund seemed to be inspired by Yang Feng and suddenly learned to use their brains to play football. However, Piszczek finally used his brain and copied Yang Feng's homework.
When he was dribbling the ball from the wing, Atsuhito Uchida knocked the ball out of bounds. Then he had an idea and remembered the trick Yang Feng played against Gabi in the Europa League final, and immediately called the ball boy to throw the ball to him. Himself, and then quickly hit Uchida Atsushi's back.
It turned out that he hit it, but the ball didn't bounce back to his feet as he imagined...
Uchida Atsuhito turned his head and lowered his head again, "Good guy, will you deliver the goods to your door?"
Dribbling the ball and running down the wing.
Piszczek became anxious and hurried after him.
Atsuhito Uchida took the ball all the way to Dortmund's half before passing it directly to Yang Feng. However, Yang Feng raised his foot the moment he was about to touch the ball and missed the ball.
Huntelaar caught the ball and turned around to face the goal. Before he could figure out what posture to use, Subotic had already knocked him to the ground from the side.
When the whistle sounded, Weidenfeller's head almost exploded.
"Schalke 04 got another free kick opportunity in an excellent position..."
Naturally, Yang Feng and Farfan stood in front of the football again.
Farfan smiled lewdly, "What are you going to do this time?"
Yang Feng said: "You do this first, then I do this, and then the ball goes in."
Farfan said doubtfully: "Really?"
"It's just fun, it doesn't cost anything anyway."
"Okay, just play."
It took Dortmund two minutes just to line up the human wall, and it took a long time to say that it was okay.
Yang Feng and Farfan stood on both sides of the football. The difference was that Farfan's position was almost close to the football, with no room for a run-up at all, while Yang Feng was two or three meters away from the football.
"First Evolution"
In this routine, Farfan passed the ball properly and Yang Feng shot.
Of course, it is not ruled out that they are playing dirty tricks. Yang Feng is just an illusion. The real goalkeeper is Farfan. However, if Farfan has that kind of kick, he can score the ball with a kick on the ground. Nashar Ke's free kick is nothing to do with Yang Feng.
Weidenfeller could only repeat meaninglessly: "Be careful with Yang! Keep an eye on him!"
Hummels was shouted impatiently, "I know, I know!"
He stared at Yang Feng without blinking, ready to rob him at any time.
The scene suddenly became eerily quiet. Everyone was looking at Yang Feng, waiting to see what tricks he could pull off.
The whistle blows and the ball is out.
As expected, Farfan passed the ball and Yang Feng shot.
The two did not play any tricks, but Farfan made this simple pass and shot extremely fancy.
Yang Feng originally just asked him to pick the ball in front of him, but this guy did a trick, scissor-kick pass.
The left foot looks like passing the ball, but in fact it steps down hard next to the football, and then the right foot goes around behind the left foot and picks up the ball.
Yang Feng also did not take a run-up, but swung his feet on the spot and shot the ball in the air the moment the football fell in front of him.
Hummels ignored his previous bet, but still couldn't resist his human instinct and subconsciously shrank his neck.
The football passed by his ears, and the strong wind caused chills in his ears.
Weidenfeller reacted again, but the ball was too powerful. He couldn't do anything about it, let alone a free kick, even a normal long-range shot.
The metaphysical properties of Yang Chen's long-range shot came into play. Not only was the ball speed exaggerated, but it also went to the blind corner.
Yang Feng was as cunning as a fox in the previous game, but this time he was as angry as a tiger.
2-4.
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