The fans of Little Broken Mine can no longer describe Yang Feng's brutality this season. They want to let the whole world know that they have such a strong man in their family, but they are also afraid of being remembered by some rich people, and they are extremely conflicted in their hearts.
Messi in front of the TV couldn't help but pat his thigh. He wanted to find someone to share his mood at the moment. After searching around for a while, he finally dialed Aguero's number.
"Akun, did you see that? That goal, no, that assist."
Aguero was confused, "What goal? What assist? Don't you have a game only tomorrow?"
"Bundesliga, Ruhr derby, Young!" Messi spit out three keywords in a row, "His performance was great."
Aguero couldn't help laughing and said: "Better than you?"
"No, it's a different style. Well, it's somewhat similar. Anyway, you should watch this game carefully. This Chinese is a good opponent."
"Oh? What about Ronaldo?"
"Him? He must be secretly watching the game," Messi said secretly. "No one should care more about the European Golden Boot than him."
Ronaldo was indeed watching the game, but not secretly, but with his teammates at the Real Madrid training base.
Tomorrow is the twenty-seventh round of La Liga. Many players live in the base, so they can watch the Ruhr Derby together.
When Yang Feng scored twice, everyone's reaction was relatively dull. After all, long-range shots and free kicks are common, but when he ran 80 meters to provide assists to his teammates, the Real Madrid players were not calm, and they said various things. This strange cry was mixed with admiration for Yang Feng and gloating about Dortmund.
A layman watches the excitement, an expert watches the door.
No one understands better than them how difficult this ball is.
Let alone a derby match in the top league, even hitting such a goal in an ordinary professional game is worthy of a party to celebrate.
Marcelo muttered: "I like this kid, has the club got him?"
"He's so fast," Benzema said. "I liked the assist."
"It's really fast..." Ronaldo had a smile on his lips, but his eyes were as determined as iron.
"Kaka," Alonso suddenly shouted, "Who is faster between you and him?"
Everyone looked at Kaka, who was sitting silently next to Ronaldo.
The Brazilian is actually thinking about this issue, and privately thinks that he should be faster. However, this man is used to being humble, and there are some words that he really can't say. "It's difficult to compare, but I like his football style."
"Oh, I think you are faster, especially when dribbling the ball..."
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Playing away from home and falling behind by three goals, it is no longer realistic to ask Dortmund to come back and win. The fans only hope that they can wake up and stop letting their opponents score one or two goals at the same time to save some face.
Naturally, Schalke 04 would not complain about scoring too many goals, not to mention that there is no such thing as a retreat in Derby, so with the huge psychological advantage, they played very boldly. On the contrary, Yang Feng, after a wave of outbursts, suddenly Starting to disperse again, one has to suspect that he has no ambition to break the Ruhr area derby personal scoring record.
Draxler couldn't help but joked: "What's wrong? Your wings need a breather?"
"The skill CD is in and needs to be cooled down."
"...o(▼伀▼メ;)o"
"Just kidding, I feel like they're going to start playing dirty tricks on me. I have to protect myself."
"Oh, so you're scared?"
"No, I'm going to show them what a walking goal is."
"..." Draxler originally wanted to say that he was bragging, but when he thought about it, it was not like he had never done this before, and he was speechless.
Most people can't imitate Berbatov's free-wheeling stops and unfettered shooting, but his movement...if you hang a banana in front of a monkey, it can run out.
Anyway, it’s just various walks, or at most a trot. The most tiring part of the whole game is when celebrating a goal.
Of course, if this kind of Buddha-like movement wants to shine, it also needs an excellent sense of smell in front of the goal to cooperate, otherwise it will really become a walk on the field.
Top forwards are like the predators at the top of the food chain in the jungle. The slightest smell can make them move. Berbatov's running seems careless, but he can often appear in the most reasonable place at the right time. Location, using the most unreasonable way to send the ball into the goal.
Grosskreutz, who took over from Bender to defend Yang Feng, was immediately eliminated.
The target of his defense suddenly changed from a desperate Saburo to an old man with no desires and desires. How should he defend against this?
He can't do this question!
Although the defensive pressure on him is indeed much reduced, the whole world knows that the guy he is guarding is a terrorist. No one can guess at which moment he will suddenly burst out and surprise you.
Grosskreutz was guarding the situation with fear and trembling, not daring to let Yang Feng leave his sight for a second.
"Yang seems to have problems with his stamina and has run less. Of course, it is also possible that he is deliberately conserving his strength. After all, the victory of the game has been determined, and they will face the challenge of Galatasaray in the Champions League in three days. The first leg between the two sides ended in a 1-1 draw. Schalke 04 must play in their best form to win a valuable promotion spot..."
Yang Feng's presence decreased, and the activity of other players increased.
Farfan and Draxler had more opportunities to dribble the ball and began to make waves on both wings.
In the 52nd minute, Farfan dribbled the ball from the right and was about to cross the ball, but Schmelzer broke the ball out of the baseline.
Yang Feng took a corner kick on the right, and Matip hit a powerful header from 9 meters away. However, Gotze, who was protected at the left post, made a header on the goal line to clear the ball, and Dortmund escaped.
Two minutes later, Farfan quickly broke through the middle and scored the ball. Raul passed the ball from the left side in front of the penalty area to the back point at the first time. After the unguarded Draxler stopped the ball, he hit the right corner of the small penalty area and was missed by Weiden. Le blocked it with his foot, and Matip's volley from the top of the penalty area missed the right post. Schalke missed the opportunity again.
In the 60th minute, Uchida Atsuto received a cross from the right after a cross from Hegel. Subotic missed the ball, but Huntelaar headed the ball into Weidenfeller's arms.
Weidenfeller quickly kicked the ball out, and Dortmund launched a fast break, but Gotze took the ball from the center and shot a low shot from 20 meters away, which was saved by Hildebrand.
In the 65th minute, Schalke 04 made a comeback.
Raul suddenly made a diagonal pass to the right side of the penalty area. Farfan caught the ball and deceived Schmelzer with a dunk, and then pushed the shot with his left foot, but without any power, Weidenfeller easily got it.
In the 69th minute, it was Dortmund's turn to waste an opportunity.
Royce received a cross pass from his teammate on the right side of the penalty area, but the unguarded Gotze pushed with his right foot from 14 meters away in the middle and released the anti-aircraft gun.
One minute later, Royce sent a wonderful diagonal pass at the front of the penalty area. Piszczek quickly inserted into the right side of the penalty area and knocked the ball towards the goal, but Hildebrand saved it.
Yang Feng was almost nowhere to be seen in the series of attacks. Even Stevens thought he was making a malicious move. He had already sent Sane to warm up and was about to take Yang Feng off the field, but before the fourth official could do it, he Enter the number on the substitution card, and something unexpected happens on the field.
Royce dribbled the ball quickly, but Hegel saw that he could not catch up, so he had no choice but to bring him down. He received a yellow card and also gave Dortmund a free kick.
Yang Feng was pulled back and used as a human wall.
Shaheen, who took the penalty, did not hit the goal directly, but passed the ball to the goal.
Subotic nodded the ball from behind the goal. Huntelaar in front of the goal quickly headed the ball to clear the ball. The football flew high and landed in the middle of the penalty area.
Hewedes shrank his neck and was about to push the fallen football out. Unexpectedly, a tall figure suddenly came and knocked him to the ground.
Lewandowski!
"Shahin passed the free kick to the back of the goal. Subotic did not shoot, but passed the ball to the center of the goal. Huntelaar headed the ball to clear the ball! Hveds... Lewandowski! Chest stop The ball, volleyed, the ball went in! Huh? Wait, the referee's whistle sounded, the more... No, it can't be offside, Lewandowski should have been called for a foul first... Sure enough, Lewandowski was pushed down before shooting. Hwedes, the goal is invalid..."
Hewedes stood up immediately. He originally wanted to go to Lewandowski for an argument, but immediately stopped after seeing the referee's penalty.
But he stood up, but Huntelaar was still lying on the ground...
"Huntelaar sprained his left foot when he landed. I don't know if he can continue to play. This injury came at the wrong time and was unnecessary."
Brother Monkey has had a bad year this year, and he was injured again not long after his comeback.
Sane comes on for Huntelaar.
Dortmund's players were still gathering around the referee to demand explanations, and Klopp wanted to grab the fourth official's ear and roar wildly.
Sane jogged to Yang Feng's side and said, "Yang, how do you want me to cooperate with you?"
"Bring your best," Yang Feng rubbed his head hard, "Feel free and perform well."
Sane's eyes lit up, "I will."
The referee there finally suppressed the riot in Dortmund and the game was able to continue.
Hildebrand sent the ball to the left, and Fuchs just received the ball and Royce and Gotze came over together.
Fuchs took his time, protected the ball, turned around, and passed it back to the goal.
The football came to Hildebrand's feet, and Lewandowski immediately rushed up at a sprint speed of 100 meters.
Looking at his aggressive look, you can see why even some world-class goalkeepers will inexplicably pass the ball to the opponent's forward when they get the ball in front of the goal.
However, Hildebrand's old gun can't even be afraid of the little tiger power exuded by Lewand.
He pretended to be in a hurry and prepared to use his big foot to make a clearance. Lewandowski immediately stretched out his right foot and faced the football with the sole of his foot, preparing to block the ball. However, the moment Hildebrand touched the ball, he dunked the ball to the side and directly Dunk Lewandowski.
The fans immediately burst into cheers.
"Hahahaha, Timo is playing in the wrong position, he should be playing as a forward!"
"Does he look like a clown to you?"
"Timo is too kind. He shouldn't have faked a move. He should have hit him in the face with the ball..."
Hildebrand was not Neuer. After the pass was successful, he passed the ball out, leaving Lewandowski in the distance with his face turning blue with anger.
The football came to Hegel's feet, and Hegel immediately passed the ball to Yang Feng in midfield.
Yang Feng knocked the ball to the side with his heel, then turned around Grosskreutz.
After receiving the ball, Farfan immediately passed the ball back and succeeded in a one-two.
Yang Feng did not dribble the ball forward, but pushed the ball to the side again, this time to Draxler on the left.
Draxler dribbles the ball forward along the wing.
Raul hurried over to respond, and after another hit-the-wall cooperation, Draxler successfully got rid of Piszczek and dribbled the ball to the left baseline.
Sane moved forward quickly, and Draxler quickly crossed the ball.
Sane wanted to sweep the ball directly towards the goal, but Subotic reacted quickly and blocked his shot path.
Hummels was also not slow to react. He was already behind him and pushed him out of the penalty area.
No one noticed that Yang Feng had slowly walked into the penalty area at this time. Only Grosskreutz followed closely, but his attention was already focused on Sane.
Sane kept feinting with his upper body, trying to deceive Hummels and then turn around, but Hummels was very steady and refused to take advantage of his feints.
Sane had no choice but to pass the ball back to Drakosler. ,
Draco Sla parked the ball and was about to rush in with the ball when he suddenly saw a figure sneaking up to the right side of the small penalty area.
"uh-huh?"
Of course Xiaode knew who it was and immediately lobbed the ball over.
Hummels originally thought he was passing the blame to Sane again, but unexpectedly the football flew over Sane and himself.
He immediately turned around and saw a scene he would never forget.
Yang Feng raised his right leg high and gently removed the ball with the inside of his right foot.
The football fell to the ground and bounced up playfully.
The moment the football fell, Yang Feng gently touched the middle and lower part of the football with the instep of his right foot.
The football immediately flew upwards, drawing a wonderful parabola.
One end of the parabola is Yang Feng's right foot, and the other end is the upper left corner of the goal...
Weidenfeller watched the entire process of the goal from the best angle. Apart from waving his hand symbolically when the football shot into the dead center of the goal, there was nothing he could do.
"... Sane passed the ball back, and Draxler wanted to take the ball himself... Huh? Another pass... Yang Feng?! When did he appear... Eject and score!? The ball went in!!! Again! Yang Feng! Another hat trick! This goal is so easy and freehand! Yang Feng copied Berbatov's famous work, lifting a heavy weight with ease, and scoring his 34th goal of the season with the most elegant and unrestrained posture. League goal!”
"Goal!!! Yang! Three consecutive hat tricks in the Ruhr derby! The eleventh goal in the Ruhr derby! The top scorer in the Ruhr derby! We have seen this kind of scoring method before Berbatov, too. I've seen it with Young! I couldn't believe my eyes. He can dribble the ball quickly in the middle like Henry and Kaká, pass people continuously, and can also make a walking move like Berbatov, and then turn the shot into a An elegant art..."
"I'll go ahead and copy Zlatan Ibrahimovic and copy Walcott. After copying Walcott, I copied Brother Xiaosha again. It's such a shame~~"
"No one who hasn't watched "The Top 100 Goals in World Football" more than a hundred times can do this."
"The last time I saw such a goal was the last time. It seems that Yang Feng also made it. How much this guy likes this shot."
"Look at Grosskreutz, he's almost crying..."
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