"As early as the 1970s, Japanese player Yasuhiko Okudera created several remarkable firsts in Asia: the first to appear in the Champions League, the first to score in the Champions League, the first to become a member of the five major league championship clubs, these firsts It still looks so dazzling, but today, China finally started to catch up! I believe that for Yang Feng, this goal is just the beginning!"
"You scored your first goal in the Champions League and gained one point. Current points: 4"
"You become the first Chinese player to score in the Champions League and gain one point. Current points: 5"
"Stingy..."
Domestically, countless fans cheered at this moment. Many websites immediately released pop-up news, and relevant information was immediately posted on the homepages of several major portals.
The game obviously just started, but Yang Feng's goal caused a sensation in the country that exceeded the game itself. Many editors couldn't wait to fill in the goal time and method as soon as the football entered the goal. in the press release, released quickly.
"Zero's breakthrough" "Chinese's first goal in the Champions League" "At least we still have Yang Feng"...
In addition to ordinary fans, many professional players are also paying attention to this game, or to Yang Feng.
Everyone looked at the figure who was celebrating passionately with mixed emotions.
The players of Olympiacos were in the same mixed mood as them. Unexpectedly, despite all the precautions, their opponents scored first.
Farfan was a little dissatisfied.
In terms of the number of dribbles he had made today, he had the most in the game, but Yang Feng's outburst made his breakthrough seem like a fool's errand.
"Man, let's discuss it."
After celebrating, Farfan tugged on Yang Feng's clothes, "How about we change positions?"
"Change positions?" Yang Feng said, "Do you think your failure to score is a matter of position?"
"Of course," Farfan said, "if I were that close to the goal, I would have scored the goal just now."
Yang Feng tilted his head and glanced at him, "...You're not a rookie anymore, why are you still so naive?"
Farfan was anxious, "Should I change it?"
"Give me a reason."
"Today is my mom's birthday and I want to celebrate her with a goal."
"You told me earlier..." Yang Feng said.
For a black man, if he can stay with his father from childhood until he grows up, his life will be better than that of most compatriots. Most black children do not even know who their father is.
Unfortunately, Farfan failed to win at the starting line. Although he was born in Lima, the capital of Peru, his dead mother ran away when he was very young. It was his mother who fed him with poop and urine. .
On such a special day, of course Yang Feng is happy with the beauty of adulthood.
However, Farfan hesitated, "Do you want to ask the boss for instructions?"
"Excuse me!" Yang Feng said, "Just say that I took the initiative to ask you to change positions."
This is called being confident in being favored...
"Thanks, brother," Farfan patted his back movedly, "I owe you once."
"The game continues, Schalke 04 leads by one goal. It is meaningless for Olympiacos to continue to defend like this. It is better to attack bravely... Huh? Why did Yang Feng stand on the right? Oh, he switched positions with Farfan... …”
"Farfan can play both midfield and wide, and the center position is no stranger to him. He plays as a center forward in the Peruvian national team..."
Stevens knew immediately that it was Yang Feng who was responsible for this. He shook his head and secretly said, "You're messing around."
Olympiacos was not in the mood to pay attention to their offensive changes. Anyway, the knife was already pressed to his neck. Anyway, he was going to get a knife when he stretched or contracted. It was better to be tougher, pull out and fuck them hard. One round.
As soon as the ball was released, their four midfielders and frontcourt players immediately penetrated Schalke's hinterland. Even the two defensive midfielders quickly ran past the midfielder, assuming a desperate posture.
The defender made a simple fall and then made a long pass. Maniatis blocked Raul behind him and firmly blocked his position. After stopping the ball, he immediately separated it and gave it to Mashado.
Yang Feng immediately went up to press for it.
Ma Shado finally found a chance to take revenge. He could pass by simply accelerating before Yang Feng got close, but he had to wait for him to come over and pass him by once before he felt comfortable.
Yang Feng himself was this kind of guy. Even though he was using himself to save others, he still didn't know what his intentions were. He shouted directly to Fuchs, "Pinch him!"
"...Fucks!" Mashado cursed secretly and ran away with the ball, but Yang Feng immediately followed him without leaving his feet. Instead, he waited for Fuchs to be in place before he followed him.
Mashado was attacked from both sides. Only then did he think of cooperating with his teammates to hit the wall, but it was too late.
The football was poked sensitively by Fuchs and came directly to Yang Feng's feet.
Ma Shado immediately counterattacked on the spot, but Yang Feng controlled the football and simply pulled and buckled him.
"The football was cut off! Schalke 04's counterattack! Yang dribbles the ball from the right, he is very fast!"
Yang Feng sprinted with the ball, and when he met Hollebas, he passed by with a simple pass.
There is already a smooth road ahead of him. Whether he cuts in and then hits the goal, or he continues to move forward with the ball and then crosses from the bottom, he may create a threat.
Yang Feng was naturally much more confident in his breakthrough ability than his long-passing ability. He immediately dunked the ball in and entered the penalty area.
Farfan and Huntelaar were overjoyed and immediately moved towards the left and right sides of the goal.
Yang Feng stopped procrastinating and kicked the ball straight before Contreras came up.
"Yang! Through ball! Opportunity! Farfan rushes! Got it... Oops! How... did he kick the ball into the goalkeeper's arms?"
"Yang Feng made a direct pass, and the ball was a bit too big. Farfan could only try a shovel shot, but unfortunately it was too straight. Olympiacos must have a headache now. If they don't attack, they have no chance. But once After attacking, Schalke counterattacked - with fast horses like Farfan and Yang Feng, Schalke's counterattack was too much of a threat."
Olympiakos attacked again without giving up, but this time the ball was stopped by Jones before halftime.
The football was placed at Raul's feet.
Raul took two steps forward, attracted a defender and passed the ball to Draxler on the left.
Djokovic took the ball near the penalty area and cut inside without hesitation, preparing to rush in directly.
"Draxler shot...oh, it was a fake move, it passed...shoot...it was a fake move again, this is imitating Yang Feng...very good...haha, it was still interrupted..."
Xiaode wanted to copy Yang Feng's consecutive fake shots just now, but the ball was intercepted only halfway.
He waved his hand in annoyance and beat the air. Faced with everyone's strange looks, he pretended not to see it, turned around and ran away.
Olympiacos immediately hit his side, Abdon passed a long pass behind Hewedes, and Jebr immediately pulled to the wing to get the ball.
Fuster and Mashado rushed into the penalty area and went straight to the goal.
Jeboul looked up and observed the positions of the players on both sides and made a comfortable cross from the wing.
Matip, Papatopoulos, Fuster and Machado all jumped together to fight for the top.
The football fell between Papatopoulos and Machado. It was not known who hit the ball. The football flew crookedly to the left side of the goal.
Just as he was about to go in, Fuchs came out of nowhere and pushed the ball out with a bang.
The "bang" sound was not the sound of his forehead hitting the football, but the sound of his head hitting the goalpost...
When Yang Feng saw this scene in the backcourt, he felt pain in his forehead.
Fuster took advantage of the chaos and took a kick, but unfortunately his footwork was too bad and the football missed the baseline.
Schalke's players no longer had time to accuse him of being unethical, but nervously ran to Fuchs.
Fuchs covered his forehead, a few hints of bright red could be seen between his fingers...
"The Schalke defender made another goal-line save, but Fuchs hit the goal post after saving the ball. It looked like he was seriously injured."
The team doctor flew up directly with a stretcher.
Stevens didn't need to wait for news, and directly waved his hand to Uchida Atsushi.
Fuchs was carried off the field to the applause of the away fans, and Schalke 04 used up a substitution without preparation.
The Japanese media are now happy.
"Atsuto Uchida is on the field, still playing his best right back position, and in front of him is Yang Feng! The Asian corridor we once imagined has come true! Come on, let the Greeks see one of the strongest Asian players Cooperation!"
Uchida Atsuto ran towards Yang Feng excitedly. Yang Feng thought it was Stevens who wanted him to convey some instructions, but who knew that this guy ran over and gave him a high five before running back to his place.
Yang Feng was confused.
Does it need to be so ritualistic?
He probably couldn't have imagined how this scene would be edited by the Japanese media after the game.
When the little BGM sounds and the filter is added, it looks like Liu Guan and Zhang's first meeting in Taoyuan...
Onnastaal took the goal kick and kicked it directly to Atsuhito Uchida.
Atsuhito Uchida dribbled the ball forward.
Yang Feng felt that he was a little abnormal, so he uneasily retreated to support him, just in time to create a wall for him, and beat Modesto in a one-two.
"Beautiful! The tacit cooperation between Uchida-kun and Yang Feng! Schalke 04 opened a gap from the right! Olympiacos is in danger!"
Atsuhito Uchida brought the ball to the edge of the penalty area and made a move to cut inside, but in fact his heel knocked the ball toward the baseline.
Yang Feng ran past him and caught the ball.
Holebas immediately stepped forward and stood between him and the penalty area.
Yang Feng touched the ball lightly with the outside of his right foot and approached slowly with small steps. Holebas did not dare to be careless and followed his movements and slowly retreated.
Uchida Atsuhito hurried over to help him, but he almost bumped into Farfan.
Farfan glanced at him inexplicably, then turned around and ran near the small penalty area.
Yang Feng looked up at Uchida Atsushi and made a pass.
Hollebas reflexively stretched out his foot to block, but of course the block was in vain.
Yang Feng pressed the ball and pushed the ball between Holebas' feet the moment he made the move.
Crotchless.
"Yang Feng passed through the bottom line! He entered the penalty area! There are many Schalke players in front of the goal. This is a perfect opportunity!"
Yang Feng glanced in the direction of the goal, but Manotas didn't take advantage of him at all and still stared at the football at his feet.
But Yang Feng really passed the ball this time.
The eager Uchida Atsuto finally waited for Yang Feng's pass and immediately passed the ball behind Manotas.
Another one-two.
Yang Feng bypassed Manotas to receive the football and quickly came to the left side of the goal.
He was almost standing on the baseline, with only goalkeeper Majori left between him and the goal.
Mejri blocked the near corner, and Yang Feng's shooting angle only left Mejri's crotch and the top of his head.
Either shoot through the crotch, or hit the ball in an almost ninety-degree arc from the left side of the goal into the upper right corner of the goal.
"Yang Feng and Atsuhito Uchida once again hit the wall with each other, and it passed. Oh, it's a pity, there was no chance... huh?! Heel-knocked the ball to change direction?!"
Yang Feng made a big change of direction behind him. After the football, which was already close to the bottom line, was changed in such a direction, it rushed directly into the penalty area for nearly one meter.
Everyone was shocked.
Yang Feng rushed into the penalty area, and half of the goal had already appeared in front of him.
Without thinking, Majori immediately fell to the ground and pounced on his right side.
But Yang Feng's right foot just flicked the ball towards the center.
Farfan made a smart move and pushed the ball to the left side of the empty goal.
2-0.
"Goal!!! Yang broke through the bottom line and selflessly assisted Farfan to score! This was a textbook wing attack. Uchida Atsuto and Yang passed the entire Olympiacos defense!"
"Uchida, Yang Feng, Uchida, Yang Feng... you can pass it back to Uchida... ah? Change the direction behind you? Shot... passed it, and it went in! Unfortunately, Uchida has actually run out of position, but Farfan's The chances are indeed better. Of course, this is still a wonderful cooperation. Olympiacos seems a little weak in front of the Asian right corridor composed of Yang and Uchida Atsushi. Coach Stevens may consider finalizing this offensive combination. Maybe you can get even bigger surprises..."
"One pass and one shot!" He Shi slapped the table excitedly, "Yang Feng handed in an almost perfect score in his first Champions League performance. The first game, the first goal, the first Assists, again, everything is just the beginning."
Farfan ran to the sidelines excitedly, rushed directly into the stands, and hugged a black aunt.
"Happy birthday, Mom!"
Aunt Hei burst into tears and uttered these hometown slangs that only the mother and son could understand.
Huntelaar looked at Yang Feng resentfully.
He actually ran one step faster than Farfan just now. If Yang Feng had passed the ball earlier, the ball would have reached his feet.
Yang Feng said: "It's your mother's birthday too?"
Huntelaar said: "If I knew this was the case, I could let her celebrate her birthday early."
"..."
It was 2-0 at halftime, and Schalke had the advantage again. Schalke had basically secured the victory, but Olympiacos did not give up. They attacked crazily in the final stage of the first half and played several good offensives, but they failed to threaten Schalke. Erke 04's goal, the two sides ended the first half with a score of 2-0.
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