Yang Feng and Akun both had a high desire to attack in this game. They actively attacked Manchester United's defense at the beginning of the game.
The football was passed three times and two times in the backcourt, and then it was inexplicably passed into the Manchester United penalty area.
"Xavi Alonso made a pass! Yang Feng ran into position! Opportunity!"
Yang Feng jumped high and prepared to head the ball, but Smallin reacted equally quickly, took off together, and collided with Yang Feng.
There was a "Peng" sound. I don't know who hit whom. Anyway, the two fell to the ground together. The football was rubbed by Yang Feng and flew crookedly towards the goal. It was easily confiscated by De Gea.
Fans from both sides shouted.
"Penalty kick!"
"Red card!"
The referee was still at midfield and quickly asked the assistant referee what was going on through the headset. The answer he got was also ambiguous, so he simply treated it harmlessly and waved to signal the two of them to get up.
"Yang Feng fell in front of the goal, but the referee ignored Manchester City's request for a penalty kick!"
"De Gea quickly passed the ball into midfield and the game continued."
The opening collision was just the beginning. The two sides fought fiercely on the field, frequently falling to the ground due to physical contact. The flavor of the derby came out from the beginning.
In the 8th minute of the game, there was another controversial scene on the court. De Bruyne broke into the penalty area from the right and passed to the back point. Aguero scored from the back point, but the linesman raised the flag to indicate that Aguero was offside.
Two minutes later, Di Maria also contributed a wonderful breakthrough pass. Rooney got a single chance after stopping the ball on his chest, but before he could shoot, the referee's whistle sounded again.
This time, Falcao was sentenced for a foul when he collided with Demichelis...
Pellegrini and Van Gaal shook their heads at the same time.
Everyone knew that this game wouldn't be easy, but they didn't expect it to be this difficult.
In the 11th minute, Kroos received a pass from De Bruyne, and Ferdinho jumped up but failed to touch the ball. The ball fell to the back point, but Yang Feng volleyed the ball. On De Gea.
Manchester United escaped death, but no one felt lucky because De Gea was sitting on the ground in pain, clutching his chest...
"Did you fucking mean it?"
Phil Jones rushed up and pushed Yang Feng, but the result was as if he was pushed into an iron tower, and Yang Feng did not move at all.
Valencia hurried over and pulled Phil Jones away. Yang Feng didn't even look at them. He went straight to De Gea and said, "Do you need to call the team doctor?"
De Gea's chest is still a little tight, but it has eased.
He didn't want to show weakness in front of Yang Feng, so he immediately stood up and said: "It's okay, continue!"
"Just keep going..."
After adapting to such high-intensity confrontation, Manchester City began to gain the upper hand.
In the 20th minute of the game, Di Maria ran wildly with the ball from the wing and got rid of Chrissy but failed to get rid of Van Dijk. While he was still playing tricks on the spot, Van Dijk impatiently grabbed the ball. , directly kicked the ball to Xavi Alonso.
Uncle Long's signature long pass dispatch accurately found Ding Ding.
Ding Ding did not hesitate and immediately passed the ball in front of Yang Feng with a diagonal kick.
This ball gave a lot of advance, so Manchester United's defenders had the illusion that they could grab the ball before Yang Feng touched the ball.
Only Valencia, who is also a speed monster, knew not to be careless and shouted: "Don't go up!"
The shout was timely enough, but it still failed to prevent the Pig teammates from making mistakes. Smallin took the lead and shoveled directly into the face.
As if Yang Feng didn't see it, he sprinted in a straight line and managed to pass the ball before it was taken away.
"Yang Feng dribbled the ball from the middle, and the ball passed Smalling! Phil Jones came up! Oops, he was pierced... Phil Jones's hands moved, but he couldn't hold Yang Feng... Ah ?What happened? Phil Jones hit Yang Feng from behind and fell to the ground..."
Everyone had a sense of absurdity.
Yang Feng passed through Phil Jones' crotch cleanly, but Phil Jones was relentless, pulling and kicking him from behind. Not only was he unable to stop Yang Feng, but he didn't know it was Yang Feng's impact. Somehow, he fell to the ground in a panic.
Yang Feng felt the pressure on his back suddenly lightened, and he suddenly felt refreshed. He didn't know that he had overdrawn Haaland's famous scene in advance.
Even the Manchester United fans were too embarrassed to call for a foul and watched helplessly as Yang Feng dribbled the ball towards De Gea.
De Gea felt a dull pain in his chest again, but he still rushed forward.
Yang Feng made a gesture to push the shot into the far corner of the goal. De Gea reacted quickly and immediately fell to the ground and pounced on his side, but the result was a lonely pounce.
Yang Feng's right foot dunked the shot lightly, keeping the ball at his feet.
Valencia, who came to support from the wing, arrived belatedly at this time, and faced Yang Feng with a fierce sliding tackle.
As if there were eyes on Yang Feng's forehead, he stepped on the ball and stepped back, just in time to avoid Valencia's foot, and then stood there and picked it casually.
The football flew past Valencia and slowly entered the Manchester United goal.
"Goal!
It was Young who broke the deadlock again and Manchester City led 1-0. "
"Yang Feng passed Smallin and Phil Jones, then deceived De Gea, evaded Valencia, and opened the scoring with a four-two-pound shot..."
Yang Feng ran to the sidelines and raised his hands to the sky in celebration.
"Yang!"
"Yang!"
“The best in the world!”
"The 44th goal in the Premier League this season! Yang Feng once again broke the Premier League single-season scoring record! The only one who can surpass him is himself! He is now only six goals away from Messi's single-season scoring record in the five major leagues. For him, it’s just two games, or even just one game! Let’s look forward to that moment.”
"Viewers and fans, the greatest player of this century is being born before your eyes! You may have missed Pele, Maradona, and Ronaldo, but it doesn't matter, because you are experiencing Yang Feng! How many years Finally, you can proudly say to your children and grandchildren that you have seen Yang Feng play with your own eyes and experienced all the miracles he has created..."
"You broke the Premier League single-season personal scoring record and gained 5 points. Current points: 32."
Yang Feng had an Aguero hanging on his body and opened the system interface.
lottery!
The purple roulette wheel flew out, the pointer rotated sharply, and finally slowly stopped at around seven o'clock.
Seeing the area where the pointer stayed, Yang Feng's heart had already gone cold, but the card that flew out the next second made him gasp with joy.
Juninho, free kick: sss...
Who dares to say that he can definitely beat Carlos and Beckham in free kicks?
Full of calculations, Mihajlovic, Junior Juninho, and then... gone.
Aguero noticed that Yang Feng was in low spirits when he started celebrating, but suddenly became excited. He thought he saw someone in the stands who made him emotional, so he quickly followed his line of sight and searched. Unexpectedly, I really made a discovery.
"Huh! Liu?" Akun screamed strangely, pinched Yang Feng's neck and shook it, "What are you waiting for? Are you blowing a kiss?"
"You fucking want to teach me how to flirt with girls again?"
"Isn't it because you are so useless?"
"I'm just not using your Latin American tricks, okay?"
"But I haven't seen you using your Chinese methods!"
"You know what I mean, let nature take its course."
There were already cultural barriers, but Yang Feng translated the two idioms in a nondescript manner. It was strange that Aguero understood them, and he immediately looked at him with contempt.
Van Gaal on the sidelines had a headache.
The Manchester United fans booed without any confidence, but found that their boos were soulless, as if they were just trying to complete a task, because they suddenly discovered that, apart from the fact that Yang Feng was a Manchester City player, they were actually just... I can't find anything to hate about him anymore...
The game continued, and Yang Feng received careful attention from Carrick and Phil Jones.
In particular, Carrick's many steals prevented Yang Feng's frontcourt assault. It was not that his steals were so powerful, but that Yang Feng's desire to score suddenly weakened.
On the one hand, it is to leave some room for oneself so that he can break the record next season. On the other hand, it is to create opportunities for Aguero and help him score the club's 100th goal.
"The defense of Carrick and Jones was crucial, but also very fierce. Young was temporarily restricted, but anyone who knows Young and the Manchester City team knows that this cannot last long... Sure enough, the crisis came quietly again... …”
Yang Feng reduced his dribbling and strengthened his kicking of the ball, linking up with Akun and Ding Ding, giving him a sense of déjà vu like Barcelona’s tiki taka.
The three of them passed the ball and cooperated in succession and controlled the midfield. From the audience's perspective, you could clearly see that the football was cutting into Manchester United's defense layer by layer like a scalpel.
Yang Feng did not stick to the ball, and Carrick could not find a chance to take action, but he still expressed his attitude with a brutal charge when Yang Feng was about to catch the ball.
Although Yang Feng was not hurt, the referee still did not choose to turn a blind eye.
"The referee showed the first yellow card of the game, and Manchester City won a free kick in the frontcourt... From this aspect, the penalty scale of this game is still very loose, and there are scenes of people falling on their backs everywhere. But I didn’t show my cards until now…”
While Zhan Jun was still complaining, De Bruyne had already pulled Yang Feng up and said, "Shall I hit one?"
Yang Feng adjusted his socks and said, "Where do you want to play?"
"Let's go to the left." De Bruyne looked at the direction of the goal. "I haven't even started playing yet, and you started thinking about how to make a follow-up shot. Isn't it impolite?"
"It seems a bit hazy. Who told you that you always fail to score?"
"Brother, that's a free kick. You don't seem to have scored many, right?"
Yang Feng has played 20 or 30 free kicks this season, but only five have scored directly, but this efficiency is already considered the best.
"...You may not believe it, but I just practiced some free kicks and I have made significant progress. Don't show your face so proactively. I can't bear to take it."
Yang Feng said as he walked into the penalty area, but instead of going to the left, he lurked on the right.
Carrick and Phil Jones quickly came up to defend from both sides.
When the whistle sounded, Ding Ding glanced up at the door and started to run.
Yang Feng suddenly charged at the whistle. Carrick and Phil Jones naturally followed suit, but Yang Feng ran a few steps before slamming on the brakes and then turned around to the left side of the goal.
Carrick and Phil Jones secretly shouted that they had been deceived, and quickly used all kinds of tricks and stalking, but as Yang Feng fought hard to get away, they quickly lost their target.
The football kicked by De Bruyne went over the wall and flew to the left side of the goal.
De Gea's judgment was correct, he flew sideways and slapped the ball away with one palm.
Yang Feng's judgment was more accurate, and like a slippery fish, he was the first to rush to the landing point of the football.
De Bruyne covered his face in shame.
"A beautiful save...it's a pity that the ball hit Yang Feng's feet..."
Yang Feng did not shoot directly, but stopped the ball firmly at his feet.
As if being shocked, De Gea jumped up from the ground and pounced on Yang Feng.
Yang Feng used the movement of fried meatballs, dunking the ball with the inside of his left foot, and then moved forward with his right foot, easily dodging De Gea's vicious attack.
Facing the empty gate, Yang Feng tapped the ball to the other side of the goal.
Aguero suddenly arrived and kicked the ball into the door. Then he ran towards Yang Feng and jumped directly up.
Yang Feng quickly stretched out his hand to catch him, and pinned him firmly in place like the roots entangled by an old tree.
Akun smiled and said: "Haha, I knew you could pass the ball."
"I caught you to hear a thank you, not to hear you show off."
"Which of us is following whom? Why do we still need to say thank you?"
"No, it's better to see people outside..."
“Congratulations to Sergio Aguero for scoring his 100th goal in his Manchester City career, becoming the second youngest member of the 100-goal club in the history of Manchester City, and the second shortest player in the history of Manchester City to achieve this honor - the first is of course him. Yang Feng beside him.
It took him more than three years to go from 0 to 100, well, it only took him two years more than Yang Feng.
Although he joined Manchester City two years later than Aguero, Yang Feng has scored 140 goals for Manchester City, surpassing Tommy Browell with 139 goals and ranking eighth in team history. Eric Brook, who is at the top of the list, has only 37 goals left.
It took Eric Brook 493 games to score 177 goals, and Young, I doubt he can complete this number of goals in less than 100 games..."
Almost all of Manchester City's top scorers in team history are figures from the last century. Most of the names have been grayed out. There are almost none that fans can blurt out. Various records are still easy to break.
Halftime was not over, 0-2, and the faces of Manchester United fans were full of confusion, but the players on the field suddenly became full of energy as if they had been activated.
In fact, it was Manchester United who won this victory in the original history. The two sides tied 4-2. Although Aguero scored twice, he failed to prevent Manchester City from swallowing the bitter fruit of defeat. Now, although Yang Feng leads Due to various butterfly effects, Manchester City's strength has greatly increased, but Manchester United has not been affected at all. It wilts when it should languish, and it is still strong when it should rise.
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