"Yaya Toure successfully stole the ball and passed it to Silva. Silva passed the ball to Aguero. Aguero hit back to Yang Feng. Yang Feng...Yang Feng shot! Go in!!!! A weird kick. The world wave!" He Shi almost didn't jump up, "The shadow of the peach blossom falls and the magic sword falls, and the light of the sword freezes Kyushu! Yang Feng scored his first goal in the Premier League, and he was also the fifth Chinese player in the Premier League. A goal! And the first player to score in the Premier League was Yang Feng’s Manchester City and national team senior Sun Jihai! Interestingly, the last goal Sun Jihai scored in the Premier League happened to be on August 17, 2003 It’s been exactly ten years since today! Ten years later, a Chinese figure finally appeared in the most fierce league in the world..."
"GOALLLL!!! Young started his Premier League journey with a magical arc! This is Manchester City's 51st consecutive home league goal. This goal... Where have I seen this goal before?" Lain Kerr's mind was racing, "I remember, in the match between Newcastle and Chelsea a year ago, Newcastle forward Cisse scored such a goal, a goal that may only appear once a hundred times, although the angle There are differences, Yang’s distance is longer and the arc is more exaggerated, but the way the two score goals is indeed the same.”
"Shameless! You plagiarize in front of the original author! Go piracy! Is this a lack of law or a loss of morality? Is it the annihilation of conscience or the distortion of human nature?"
"Radisson Jet is boring, welcome to "Yang Feng Imitation Show. Premier League", the victim now appearing in front of us is Papis Demba Cisse, he is not the first, let alone the last , but definitely the most depressing one, because Yang Feng copied the most proud goal of his life in front of him..."
"But I'm uneducated, so I can go all over the world with just one word."
"Cisse: Pay the copyright fee, Crab."
Yang Feng opened his arms and ran to the sidelines, punching the air hard. Who knew that there was an opera star sitting in the stands facing him, and he screamed, then covered his face and fell backwards Go down and successfully steal the show.
The Premier League's stadiums are the closest to the stands among almost all leagues. The spectators have an excellent watching experience and a strong sense of participation.
Of course, it hurts the most when you are hit by a ball...
"Hahahaha, I can play and play, it's so fun. I must watch Yang Feng's live game once in my life."
"Is this the legendary cattle shooting from afar?"
"Can you handle this punch with twenty years of skill?"
Yang Feng, who originally had a cold face and pretended to be cool, broke his guard instantly, walked up with a smile, and gave the kid a high-five, "Good cooperation, buddy."
"You're good too, Yang..."
The nearby fans immediately took action, touching and poking here and there. Yang Feng quickly volleyed away, but he was quickly surrounded by teammates who came from behind. They also patted their heads and patted their backs.
Yang Feng specially high-fived Aguero and Silva, "Let me say something that may be rude to my former teammates: This is the most comfortable ten minutes since I played professional football."
Aguero smiled and said: "That's why you joined Manchester City, isn't it?"
"No," Yang Feng said, "This is why Manchester City must get me."
"Don't be like this, I just liked you a little bit..."
Silva did not participate in the two people's lifting, as if he was still thinking about the goal, with a curious baby look on his face, "Did you cover that ball or... No, you must have covered it."
"You don't care how it came about, the reality is that I typed it out."
"Okay, you're justified in scoring a goal."
"This is just the beginning, man, I feel it, we're going to cause a carnage."
How strong is Manchester City's firepower this season historically? Although they were only two points ahead of Liverpool to win the championship, they scored a full 102 goals, ranking second in Premier League history, and caused six 5-0 or more tragedies. The current game against Newcastle was filled with 4 A goal - this is without the involvement of Yang Feng and Kroos.
Of course, Manchester City was relatively miserable in the Champions League this season. They didn't even get past the 1/8 finals and went home in despair.
Cisse looked constipated.
Yang Feng's goal is more entertaining and difficult than his, but it is indeed similar to his goal by seven or eight points.
That goal was the pinnacle of his life. It was impossible not to try a few more times after the game, but no matter how he tried, he never made such a curved shot again, but who knew that he had given up completely? At that time, Yang Feng copied it vividly in front of him.
Hell, not only imitated it, but surpassed it.
It's getting better.
The game begins again.
Their hard power is not comparable. They are playing away from home and are one goal behind. If it is a two-round knockout match, the only thing Newcastle can do now is to hold on and play 10-0-0 and wait for the next round to find a chance to make a comeback. But since the game It is a points system, and the results of 0-1 and 0-10 are similar, so naturally they just went up unwillingly.
Something went wrong just now.
After a simple long pass, it passed Yaya Turena, but the ball was cleared cleanly by Lescott as soon as it entered the penalty area.
Kroos looked in all directions and passed the ball directly to the right rib of the penalty area without stopping the ball.
Navas feels the same as Yang Feng now. It’s so comfortable to play with this kind of midfielder. He has thought of everything you can think of, and he has even thought of things you haven’t thought of. You just have to worry about it. Running position ensures that you can see the football flying over at the most suitable time and the most comfortable position.
"Newcastle returned without success again. Cross made a long pass. Oh, it was so accurate. This is simply a card machine..."
Strictly speaking, Kroos has not yet reached his peak. After all, he has not yet experienced the World Cup or the experience of Real Madrid, but his innate talent allows him to play an role in any level of duel.
Navas once again easily removed the ball, and then suddenly used force to get out of the angle.
Yang Feng stood at the edge of the small penalty area with his back to the goal. After getting stuck in position, he reached for the ball.
Navas quickly made a low pass, and Yang Feng gently picked up the lower part of the football with his toes, gently lifting the football to about the height of his waist.
Coloccini, who was blocked by Yang Feng, thought he was going to pick the ball over his head and quickly took a step back. However, he did not expect that the football picked up by Yang Feng did not go straight up and down, but fell towards his body. right.
Yang Feng swung his right foot sideways and tapped his heel lightly on the middle and lower part of the football.
The football draws a parabola and falls to the left of the goal.
David Silva did not know when he had entered the penalty area and dived towards the top of the football.
Kroll failed to save and could only watch the football go into the net.
2-0.
"GOALLLLL! Young's beautiful backheel pass, David Silva scored with a header. This was his first header goal in the Premier League! Young was so comfortable. This pass reminded me of Berbatov, how much does he like that Bulgarian?"
"Kros made a long pass, Navas came out of an angle and passed it to Yang Feng. Yang Feng picked the ball, and then picked... the scorpion tail! David Silva... beautiful! Yang Feng assisted Silva with the scorpion tail. Breaking the goal, the first half was not even halfway through, Yang Feng shot and passed, each one more beautiful than the other!"
Silva stood up from the ground with both hands, pointed at Yang Feng with a smile, and invited him to come with him to celebrate.
Yang Feng followed him to the sidelines. Silva turned around, raised his hands and patted him, and said with a smile: "Are our roles confused? Rather than scoring goals, I hope I can be like you." Just assisted like that."
"...Do you believe me when I say that I actually wanted to shoot?"
"Then your shot is too outrageous," Silva was stunned for a moment, "it's crooked and soft."
"But handsome."
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The Magpies had to start to face up to the gap between the two sides. After the game started again, they greatly compressed the defense line, leaving only Cisse in the frontcourt.
Newcastle only had a real threat in the 30th minute of the game.
Navas dribbled the ball from the wing but was intercepted by Sissoko, who immediately made a long pass to the wing.
Gutierrez headed the ball directly into the penalty area without stopping.
The unmarked Cisse struck with lightning speed and fired a volley that scared the home fans to their feet. However, Oblak blocked the ball with one palm in an almost impossible situation.
Cisse opened his mouth wide in disbelief, revealing his dazzling white teeth.
Lineker couldn't help but exclaimed, "Oh! What did I see? Manchester City's new goalkeeper saved a must-goal! The case has been solved, friends, and now we finally know why Hart is sitting on the bench. Well, the answer is simple, because Pellegrini has a better choice."
Kompany kicked the ball away and then turned to look at Oblak.
Just as Oblak was about to get up, a hand stretched out in front of him.
He glanced up, grabbed Kompany's right hand, and asked the opponent to pull him up.
"Well done, you're better than I thought."
"Thank you," Oblak said, "You are a little better than I thought."
After saying that, both of them smiled, completely unaware that Joe Hart on the bench was clutching his chest in pain.
It hurts so much...
This attack was just an accident. The game was completely under the control of Manchester City, and Newcastle could not make any waves at all.
This kind of situation where you don't have to worry about the safety of your hometown and just attack with all your strength is too rare in Yang Feng's experience. He is more accustomed to the defense making trouble at every turn. If he finally scores a goal, they can let it pass in the next second. The kind that people get back.
The first half entered the final stage, and the coaches of both sides were already making chicken soup for the halftime break. Unexpectedly, there was another storm on the court.
Cross passed the ball into the penalty area, and Yang Feng hit the crossbar with a header.
Aguero shot a follow-up shot, but the result was also ironic.
"Kros headed the ball through the middle, and Yang Feng headed the goal! Unfortunately, it hit the crossbar... Aguero! Follow-up shot! The goal post? The crossbar and goal post of the Etihad Stadium rejected Yang Feng and Aguero Guero's shot was blocked by Guveran, but was blocked by Yang Feng..."
The football Gufran made a clearance hit Yang Feng's calf, bounced high and fell to the left side of the penalty area. David Silva appeared in front of the football and stopped the ball at his feet.
He raised his head and glanced at the penalty area. Yang Feng and Aguero were already heavily surrounded. On the contrary, there was no one around Cross, who was coming up in the middle.
Silva quickly made a diagonal kick and sent the ball to the top of the penalty area.
Cross reached the goal immediately, stepped on his left foot for support, pulled his right foot back, and touched the ball on the inside.
Kuan's unique skill is sweet putting.
They are all experienced and experienced professional players. They have seen explosive shots, lobs, and even headers from outside the penalty area, but I have never seen anyone push the ball without hesitation from outside the penalty area.
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Shooting from long range in this way is simply an insult to the goalkeeper.
But the ground ball, which seemed to have no power, really went all the way and accurately got into the blind corner of the goal.
"Silva passed the ball, and Kroos hit the goal directly!" He Shi's words suddenly accelerated, "It's in! Kroos's iconic push shot from the inside of his right foot! He let him force him to force him, and he hit me and hit the ground!"
"Young, crossbar, Aguero, goal post, Silva, pass, Kroos, shot? GOLA!! Kroos' artistic push, Manchester City was on full fire, slaughtering the opponent 3-0 in the first half !”
