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Chapter 119 At least there is Yang Feng
"As early as the 70s, Japanese player Yasuhiko Okudera created several remarkable Asian firsts: 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 is finally catching up! I believe, for Yang Feng, this goal is just the beginning!"

"You scored the first goal of your career in the Champions League and got one point. Current points: 4"

"You become the first Chinese player to score a goal in the Champions League and get a point. Current points: 5"

"Stingy..."

In China, I don't know how many fans cheered at this moment. Many websites released pop-up news immediately, and relevant information was immediately released on the homepages of several major portals.

The game has just started, but Yang Feng’s goal has caused a sensation in China that has surpassed the game itself. Many editors can’t wait to fill in the time and method of the goal when the football is in the goal. In the press release, quickly released.

"Breakthrough from Zero", "The 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 paying attention to Yang Feng.

Looking at the figure who was celebrating passionately one by one, they felt complicated and difficult to understand.

It was the Olympiacos players who felt as complicated as them. They did not expect to let their opponents score first despite all precautions.

Farfan was a little dissatisfied.

In terms of the number of dribbles, he was the most in the audience today, but Yang Feng's outburst made his breakthrough look like he was fooling around.

"Man, let's discuss it."

After the celebration, Farfan tugged at the corner of Yang Feng's clothes, "How about we change places?"

"Change position?" Yang Feng said, "Do you think it's because of your position that you failed to score?"

"Of course," Farfan said, "if I was that close to the goal, then 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 so naive?"

Farfan was in a hurry, "Should I change it?"

"Give me a reason."

"Today is my mother's birthday and I want to celebrate her with a goal."

"You should have said it earlier..." Yang Feng said.

For a black man, if he can follow his father until he grows up, his life will surpass that of most of his compatriots. Most black children don't 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 father ran away when he was very young. It was his mother who fed him with feces and urine. .

On such a special day, Yang Feng is of course happy to be an adult.

But Farfan hesitated instead, "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 places."

This is called being favored with confidence...

"Thanks, brother," Farfan patted him on the back emotionally, "I owe you one."

"The game continues. Schalke 04 leads by one goal. It is meaningless for Olympiacos to continue defending like this. It is better to attack bravely...Huh? Why did Yang Feng stand on the right? Oh, he switched positions with Farfan... ..."

"Farfan is capable of center and side, and the center position is no stranger to him. He played as a center forward in the Peruvian national team..."

Stevens knew at a glance that it was Yang Feng's fault, and he didn't express anything other than shaking his head and saying "random".

Olympiacos is not in the mood to care about their offensive changes anymore. Anyway, my side has been forced to the neck by the knife. Anyway, I will be stabbed if I stretch or shrink. Why don't you be tougher and pull them out to fuck them hard? round.

As soon as the ball was delivered, their four central and frontcourt players immediately went straight into Schalke's hinterland, and even the two midfielders quickly ran across the midfield, assuming a desperate posture.

The defender simply reversed his foot and made a long pass. Maniatis blocked Raul behind him, firmly stuck the position, stopped the ball and immediately split the side to Machado.

Yang Feng immediately went up to force him.

Machado finally found a chance to take revenge. He could pass by simply speeding up before Yang Feng approached, but he had to wait for him to come and live with him once before he would be comfortable.

Yang Feng himself is such a kind of guy, and he didn't know what his plan was, so he yelled directly at Fuchs, "Catch him!"

"...Fake squid!" Mashado cursed secretly, and ran quickly with the ball, but Yang Feng immediately followed up with a lingering ghost, and did not step down, but waited for Fuchs to be in place before sticking to it.

Machado was flanked back and forth, and only then did he think of colliding with his teammates, but unfortunately it was too late.

The football was stabbed sensitively by Fuchs and came directly to Yang Feng's feet.

Machado immediately fought back on the spot, but Yang Feng controlled the football, and he snatched a loneliness with a simple pull and buckle.

"The football is broken! Schalke 04's counterattack! Yang dribbles the ball from the right, he is very fast!"

Yang Feng sprinted with the ball for a while, and when he met Hollebas, he rushed over with a simple pass.

There is already a smooth road ahead of him, whether it is cutting inside and hitting the goal or continuing to move forward with the ball and then making a bottom pass may create a threat.

Yang Feng was naturally more confident in his breakthrough ability than his long pass level, so he immediately dunked the ball into the penalty area.

Farfan and Huntelaar were overjoyed and immediately outflanked the left and right sides of the goal.

Yang Feng stopped procrastinating, and kicked straight before Contreras came up.

"Yang! Go through! Opportunity! Farfan rushed! Grabbed... oops! This...how did you kick the ball into the goalkeeper's arms?"

"Yang Feng went straight. The ball was a bit too big. Farfan could only try a shovel shot. Unfortunately, the shot was too straight. Olympiacos must have a headache now. If you don't attack, you have no chance, but once Schalke counterattacked when they came out of the attack—with fast horses like Farfan and Yang Feng, Schalke's counterattack threat is too great."

Olympiacos did not give up and attacked again, but this time the football was stopped by Jones before even halftime.

The football was handed to Raúl.

Raúl took two steps forward, attracted a defender and passed the ball to Draxler on the left.

Xiaode took the ball near the penalty area, and also cut in without hesitation, ready to rush in directly.

"Draxler shot... oh, the fake move, it's over... shot... another fake move, this is learning from Yang Feng... very good... hehe, it was still cut off..."

Xiaode wanted to copy Yang Feng's consecutive false shots just now, but he was cut off the ball only halfway through.

He waved his hand in annoyance and punched the air. He had no face to face everyone's weird gazes. He pretended not to see them, turned around and slipped away.

Olympiacos immediately played his side, Abdon made a long pass behind Hewedes, and Jeble immediately pulled to the side to get the ball.

Fuster and Machado rushed into the penalty area and went straight to the goal.

Jeble looked up and observed the positions of the players on both sides, and made a comfortable cross from the side.

Matip, Papatopoulos, Fuster and Machado jumped together to compete for the top.

The football landed between Papatopoulos and Machado. It is unknown who hit the ball, and the football flew crookedly to the left of the goal.

Seeing that he was about to enter the goal, Fuchs turned out and pushed the ball out with a "bang".

The sound of "bang" was not the sound of his forehead hitting the football, but the sound of his head hitting the goalpost...

Yang Feng, who saw this scene in the backcourt, felt pain in his forehead.

Fuster took advantage of the random kick, but unfortunately his footwork was too stinky, and the football went directly out of the bottom line.

The Schalke players had no time to accuse him of not talking about martial arts, but ran towards Fuchs nervously.

Fuchs clutched his forehead, a few bright red faintly visible between his fingers...

"Another goalline save by the Schalke defender, but Fuchs slammed his head into the post after the save and looked badly injured."

The team doctor flew up directly with a stretcher.

Stevens didn't have to wait for the news, he just waved for Atsuto Uchida to hurry up.

Fuchs was carried off the field amid the applause of the away fans, and Schalke 04 used up a substitution without any preparation.

The Japanese media is happy now.

"Atsuto Uchida is on the field, and he is still playing his best right back position. 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 that Stevens had some instructions for him to convey, but who knew that this guy ran over and gave him high fives before running back to his place.

Yang Feng was dumbfounded.

Do you need such a sense of ceremony?

He probably couldn't think of how this scene would be edited by the Japanese media after the game.

The little BGM sounded, and the filter was added, making it look like Liu Guanzhang's first meeting in Taoyuan...

Unnerstahl took the goal kick and kicked it directly to Atsuto Uchida.

Uchida Atsuto stepped forward with the ball.

Yang Feng felt that he was a bit abnormal, so he retreated anxiously to respond, just in time to build a wall for him, and dropped Modesto suddenly.

"Beautiful! The tacit cooperation between Uchida-kun and Yang Feng! Schalke 04 tore a gap from the right! Olympiacos is in danger!"

Atsuto Uchida brought the ball to the front of the penalty area and tried to cut in, but in fact it was his heel that knocked the ball to the baseline.

Yang Feng ran behind him and caught the ball.

Hollebas immediately stepped forward and stood in front of him and the penalty area.

Yang Feng touched the ball lightly on the outside of his right foot, and approached slowly with small steps. Hollebas did not dare to be careless, and slowly retreated following his movements.

Uchida Atsuto hurried over to meet him, but almost bumped into Farfan.

Farfan glanced at him inexplicably, then turned around and ran to the vicinity of the small restricted area.

Yang Feng looked up at Atsuto Uchida and made a gesture to pass the ball.

Holebas stretched out his foot reflexively to block, but of course the block was empty.

Yang Feng pressed the ball, and swiped the ball between Holebas's feet the moment Holebas made a move.

Wear crotch.

"Yang Feng pierced the crotch from the bottom line! He entered the penalty area! There are many Schalke players in front of the goal. This is a great opportunity!"

Yang Feng glanced in the direction of the goal, but Manotas didn't listen to his nonsense at all, and still stared at the football under his feet.

But Yang Feng really passed the ball this time.

Uchida Atsuto, eager to see through, finally waited for Yang Feng's pass, and immediately passed the ball behind Manotas.

It's two over one again.

Yang Feng bypassed Manotas to receive the football and quickly came to the left side of the goal.

He was almost on the baseline, with only goalkeeper Mejry left between him and the goal.

Maijerry blocked the close corner, and Yang Feng's shot angle only left Maijerry's crotch and the top of his head.

Either shoot through the crotch, or hit a nearly ninety-degree arc, and hit the ball on the left side of the goal into the upper right corner of the goal.

"Yang Feng and Atsuto Uchida hit the wall again, and it passed. Oh, unfortunately, there is no chance...Huh?! Heel kicked the ball and changed direction?!"

Yang Feng made a big change of direction behind him. After the football that was already close to the baseline was changed in this way, it went straight into the penalty area for nearly one meter.

Everyone was taken aback.

Yang Feng then rushed into the penalty area, and a small half of the goal had already appeared in front of him.

Without even thinking about it, Mijerry fell to the ground and threw himself right.

But Yang Feng's right foot just flicked lightly and knocked the ball to the middle.

Farfan struck swiftly and pushed the ball to the left of the empty goal.

2-0.
"GOAL!!! Yang made a breakthrough from the bottom line and selflessly assisted Farfan to score! This is a textbook attack from the side. Atsuto Uchida and Yang Guo dropped the entire defense line of Olympiacos!"

"Uchida, Yang Feng, Uchida, Yang Feng...can pass back to Nei...huh? Change direction behind? Shoot...passed, entered! 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 formed by Yang and Atsuto Uchida. Coach Stevens may consider finalizing this offensive combination. Maybe you can get a bigger surprise..."

"One pass, one shot!" He Shi slapped the table excitedly, "Yang Feng handed in a nearly perfect score in his first Champions League performance, the first game, the first goal, the first assists, or that sentence, everything is just the beginning."

Farfan excitedly ran to the sidelines, and rushed directly to the stands, hugging a black aunt.

"Mom, happy birthday!"

Aunt Hei couldn't make a sound, and babbled the hometown slang that only mother and son could understand.

Huntelaar looked at Yang Feng resentfully.

He actually ran a step faster than Farfan just now. If Yang Feng passed earlier, the ball would have reached his feet.

Yang Feng said: "Your mother also has a birthday?"

Huntelaar said: "If I know this is the case, I can let her have an early birthday."

"..."

It was 2-0 in the half, and the scene was dominated again. Schalke had basically secured the victory, but Olympiacos did not give up. They attacked wildly at the end of the first half and played several good offensives, but none of them could threaten Schalke. Erke 04's goal, the two sides ended the first half with a score of 2-0.

(End of this chapter)