"Beep!"
"Beep!"
"Beep!"
A sharp whistle sounded, and the referee ran to the location of the foul while reaching for his pocket.
Courtois sat on the ground, raising his hands innocently. Yang Feng and Ding Ding were already surrounded by Chelsea defenders. Other Manchester City teammates swarmed in from the outside, making the scene chaotic.
Terry and Yang Feng strangled each other's necks and didn't say a word. They just fought against each other fiercely. Chelsea around them started to fight and started fighting. It wasn't until the referee squeezed in and put up a yellow card that the two of them were stopped. Come apart.
Both of them had several deep fingerprints on their necks, it was obvious that they had been serious about it just now.
"The referee issued four yellow cards in a row! De Bruyne and Courtois, who were the first to clash, received one each. Then Yang Feng and Terry, who helped De Bruyne and Courtois respectively, also received one each. open……"
"I'm sorry, Terry is helping Courtois? Alliance of Green Men?"
"Yang Feng is very loyal, no wonder he has such a top position in the team."
"I just like this kind of team atmosphere. If you dare to touch me, you have to be prepared to face a group of thugs."
The Blue Moon fans in the stands raised their middle fingers and kept greeting Courtois and Terry. A few Chelsea fans were not to be outdone and cursed De Bruyne and Yang Feng crazily.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the referee quickly called Kompany and Terry over and asked them to appease the fans on both sides.
The Chelsea fans still gave Terry a thumbs-up. Under Terry's constant stop gestures, his voice gradually weakened, but the Manchester City side was not easy to deal with. Kompany finally calmed the fans down. came down, but as a few die-hards continued to set the pace, all kinds of curses started to sound again.
The entire Intihad Stadium seemed to be turned upside down when the players, coaches, and referees were scolded, and the noise became louder and louder.
Kompany had no choice but to turn around and wave to Yang Feng.
"I can't handle it anymore, come on."
Yang Feng walked to the home team's stand and pressed his hands down to signal everyone to be quiet.
The noisy stadium miraculously slowly and quietly quieted down...
It was the kind of silence where everyone had shut their mouths.
Even the well-informed Mourinho stared at Yang Feng in disbelief as if he had seen a ghost.
In a stadium that can accommodate more than 50,000 people, at least half of the home team's fans are fans, but did they really silence their voices because of his gesture?
Although it was only quiet for tens of seconds, Yang Feng's status in the hearts of Manchester City fans was completely revealed in these tens of seconds of silence.
Kompany turned to look at Yang Feng, and the feeling in his heart... tsk tsk, he wanted to take off the captain's armband and throw it in his face right away.
The referee also breathed a sigh of relief.
If the trouble continues, then he can only apply to end the game early.
It's okay now. Although the game was interrupted for almost ten minutes, it can finally continue.
The relationship between the two blue teams in the Premier League is actually not as incompatible as the two red teams. On the contrary, probably because the local tycoons cherish the local tycoons, the relationship has always been quite harmonious, but now after this quarrel, it has developed greatly. The trend of mortal enemies.
De Bruyne even felt a little uneasy because of this, and he felt even more uneasy after being glanced at by Yang Feng's eyes that seemed to be able to see into people's hearts.
Yang Feng patted his shoulder heavily and said: "Remember, no matter who wants to be our enemy, they should be the ones who are afraid!"
De Bruyne opened his lips slightly and nodded heavily.
Yes, so what if there is such a mortal enemy? Manchester City will not slow down their climb because of such a mortal enemy, but Chelsea will have trouble sleeping because of such a mortal enemy.
As the game continued, Yang Feng and De Bruyne directly changed from Chelsea's key targets to the top two on the must-kill list. Correspondingly, they naturally became the referee's focus list and protection targets. After Matic After Ivanovich and Ivanovic received a yellow card each, and Van Dijk and Kanter also received a yellow card from Hazard and Costa respectively, Chelsea slowly restrained themselves. .
The game lasted for half an hour. The two sides had similar ball possession rates, but there was a huge difference in shot ratio. Manchester City shot almost twice as many as Chelsea.
Yang Feng was also irritated, but he still maintained his true qualities as a killer. No matter what his mood was, he kept himself calm at all times. Chelsea was also frightened by his slippery movement. The defense was quite deep, leaving him with no chance at all. In the space to counter offside, Pellegrini's crude idea of Alonso making a long pass from the backcourt and Yang Feng scoring a goal against offside in the frontcourt quickly went bankrupt.
In the 35th minute of the game, Yang Feng retreated directly to a position parallel to Nasri and Ding Ding. Manchester City changed to 4-2-3-1.
Yang Feng is on the left, Ding Ding is in the middle, and Nasri is squeezed to the right.
After Yang Feng retreated and touched the ball for the first time, he directly took the ball by himself.
Matic already had a yellow card, and he moved cautiously. Yang Feng directly overtook him. While he was still hesitating whether to reach out to pull someone, Yang Feng had long since disappeared.
Yin Vanovic, who also received a yellow card, was much more decisive. He almost didn't hesitate at all. He directly shoveled Yang Feng with his spikes raised high, aiming to destroy him.
Yang Feng passed the ball directly.
People walk from the left and the ball passes from the right.
Yinwanovic watched the football roll past him, and when his head felt hot, he stretched out his hand to fish it out.
This was a conditioned reflex in which the hand moved faster than the head. He regretted it when his hand was halfway out, but what made him not sure whether to be happy or worried was that his hand did not touch the ball at all.
Yang Feng was also frightened by his exaggerated tackle action. This man's ball was too wide, but he unexpectedly saved Yinwanovic once by some combination of circumstances.
"Yang Feng dribbled the ball from the left and passed two people. The next one is Cahill. Can he still pass... Oops! Really?"
Yang Feng not only passed it, but also passed it twice.
First, the ball was passed through the crotch, and when Cahill turned around to chase, he suddenly stopped the ball and flicked it behind the back of his right foot.
Second crotch penetration...
Cahill felt aggrieved.
The one who provoked you was Terry, and the one who provoked you was Courtois. Are you bullying me like this?
Yang Feng originally took the ball to the baseline, but after passing through Cahill's crotch, it stopped directly in the ribs of the penalty area.
Aguero ran wildly, but unfortunately he could not get rid of the defense, but De Bruyne, Alonso, and Kante had already intervened from behind. Yang Feng chose De Bruyne under the resentful eyes of Long Ge and Kante. .
Unfortunately, Ding Ding, who was once again beaten by Yang Feng, failed to seize the opportunity. Although a Kroos-style push shot was of excellent quality, it hit Azpilicueta's calf and missed the follow-up shot.
"Yang Feng passed three people and then hit the middle, De Bruyne putted and shot!
! Unfortunately, it hit Azpilicueta and Manchester City got a corner kick! "
Manchester City's corner kicks are usually taken by Cross, Krarov and De Bruyne, but this time De Bruyne was just about to serve, but found that Yang Feng had already walked to the corner kick area.
The sky is huge, Director Yang is the biggest, De Bruyne can only walk into the penalty area, exchange glances with Courtois, and wait for the serve.
A large number of players from both sides entered the penalty area, and even Kanter, who was less than 1.7 meters tall, squeezed in to join in the fun, but Yang Feng had no intention of passing the ball to anyone from the beginning.
From the moment he placed the ball, all he could see was the goal.
To be more precise, it is the upper corner of the back of the goal.
He stretched out his hand towards the penalty area and made a move to keep everyone away from the goal.
Please step aside, I need to install a pen.
Unfortunately, no one understood what he meant. They all thought he was going to pass the ball to the area in front of the goal, so they all left the goal and gathered about one meter in front of the back goal.
Of course, not everyone believes in this evil.
The whole world knows that Yang Feng is a drama queen. When he reaches out his hand to tell you to step back, just keep moving forward.
Van Dijk is such a die-hard guy. When others are retreating, he pushes forward and "ambushes" in front of the goal.
The whistle sounded and Yang Feng took a run.
It was a familiar posture again: the body tilted sharply, the left arm swung exaggeratedly, the ankle tilted horribly, and then the inside of the foot violently rubbed the football away.
The football drew an exaggerated arc and flew towards the penalty area, falling to the back point.
When Van Dyke saw the trajectory, he felt happy.
Without any hesitation, he immediately pushed back his buttocks, suddenly pushed Cahill away, then pushed his legs hard and jumped up with all his strength.
Everyone stared nervously at his head.
The football flew over about ten centimeters above his head in the eyes of everyone who was either happy or regretful.
"Yang Feng made a curve ball, Van Dijk! Unfortunately, it didn't reach the top... Hey? Hey hey hey hey hey hey? The ball went in!"
!
? ? Yang Feng scored directly from the corner kick!
! "
Courtois, like everyone else, focused almost all his attention on Van Dijk. Unexpectedly, the football suddenly fell suddenly after passing Van Dijk, and then hit the inside of the goal post with a soft "bang" sound. Bounced into the goal.
2-0.
The entire Intihad stadium exploded on the spot.
"Yang Feng GOAL!
! "
"Another candidate for the Puskas Award is born! The magical corner kick scored directly! Yang Feng's corner kick had a huge arc, almost drawing an arc like a bow and turned into the goal. Courtois No response!”
Yang Feng ran to the sidelines, jumped on the billboard, opened his arms, and accepted the cheers.
A group of fans who occupied the most conspicuous positions in the home team's stands suddenly did something surprising.
They raised their hands and bowed deeply to Yang Feng below.
Worship, worship...
Some fans were quickly attracted to his attention, and they all followed suit and bowed to Yang Feng.
Many fans who witnessed all this widened their eyes, wishing that their double eyelids would turn into triple eyelids.
The fanaticism of shoe cult followers made everyone's scalps tingle.
"...Led by the famous Manchester City fans organization '1894 Group', many Manchester City fans made worship gestures towards Yang Feng. Perhaps in their eyes, Yang Feng is a god-like existence."
“It’s hard to imagine that so many people in a distant foreign country have such fanatical admiration for a Chinese person!”,
Yang Feng was also frightened, but he quickly accepted it calmly.
Old paper deserves any fanatical adoration!
Mourinho looked at Pellegrini sympathetically.
With such a guy here, you must have a headache, right?
What a coincidence, Mourinho's eyes were captured by the camera.
"Can anyone explain what Mu Niao's look means? It seems quite complicated?"
"envy, jealousy, hate?"
"Judging from my 60 years of experience in micro-expression research, the meaning of this look should be: Without Yang Feng, you are nothing!"
"To put it bluntly, I saw three points of sympathy, three points of shock, three points of disdain, one point of being at a loss and ninety percent of envy."
"Surprise! Manchester City only knows Maple God, but not Pei Gong?"
"Let me tell you, Pellegrini must be in a complicated mood, right?"
"...Do you think he seems to be in a complicated mood?"
Pellegrini's external image has always been that of a gentle and gentle gentleman, but this time he was possessed by Mourinho. He rushed towards Yang Feng like crazy. When he was about to approach, he bent his legs and glided on his knees. .
Yang Feng turned around and saw the head coach kneeling towards him.
The shirt and trousers are not the important point, the important point is that if he rushes over like this again, this girl's mouth will hit Xiao Fengfeng.
He quickly took two steps forward, knelt down and hugged Pellegrini tightly as he flew over.
Others quickly swarmed up and buried the two of them underneath.
Yang Feng used the power of the magical beast to escape from everyone's suppression.
Pellegrini was in a miserable state. The hair style he spent half an hour styling had turned into a bird's nest, his white shirt had turned into a floral shirt, and even one of his leather shoes was missing...
Everyone's emotions calmed down a little, and they came up to high-five Yang Feng one by one.
Aguero hit it particularly hard. After a heavy blow, he immediately held it firmly and said, "Didn't Oblak say that one of your kicks can score a ball like this?"
In fact, it is said that every foot can score one goal under the filter of fans. The real situation is that even twenty kicks may not lead to one goal.
But unfortunately, I entered today.
Yang Feng said: "Luck."
Everyone looked at him with contempt.
This bastard must have been practicing more, and he has been practicing for a long time, and he still refuses to admit it.
Why do Chinese people who are incomprehensible always want to highlight their talents and weaken their efforts?
Yang Feng didn't know that his honest words were directly linked to the national character in the eyes of others. He waved to the stands before slowly walking back to the midfield.
Hazard and Diego Costa were already standing in the center circle, staring at him closely, as if they wanted to study something from him.
Yang Feng glanced indifferently, stretched out his hand to pull De Bruyne, and said: "I hope you will score the next goal, is that okay?"
De Bruyne, Aguero, Hazard, Costa: "..."
Fast forward now enough to designate the goalscorer?
Yang Feng just pretended to be pretentious and forgot about it after he finished pretending, but it caused deep harm to the person being pretended...
