From fans to superstars

Chapter 147

This is a game with no overtime, only wins and losses!
All the hopes and dreams of Granada fans, players, and coaches are pinned on Chen Yuyuan!
Chen Yuyuan has created many miracles. Can he change his fate this time and lead Granada all the way to the finals?
Both teams have the "Son of Destiny" who can be called the protagonist this season. Can Granada beat Celta Vigo?
No one knows the result, but more people prefer Celta to win the final victory!

Perhaps it was Celta's three seasons of accumulation that moved them, maybe it was Barcelona's 4:1 performance that eliminated Atletico Madrid in two rounds that moved them!

But why should they be promoted, and everyone should look forward to it!

Gritting their teeth, Granada's players are like a taut thread, which may collapse at any time. All their physical strength and potential have been squeezed out!
This is already a matter of life and death, the last moment!

"The game is at the last moment!"

"The last 2 minutes!"

"Celta launched an attack!"

"Chen Yuyuan has also returned to his own half!"

"Nolito!"

"Are they going to kill the game!!!!!!"

Countless fans at the Kamenes Stadium uttered their voices out of control, and they almost thought it was a lore!

Jose Sandoval closed his eyes in despair!

Chen Yuyuan also retreated to the outer edge of the penalty area at this moment. No matter how fast he was, he could not catch up with other people's passes. Just when he was almost desperate, Andres Fernandez punched out Iago Aspa Si's header!
Opportunity in Granada!
It was as if a pair of magical hands were pushing the ball, but the ball landed at Chen Yuyuan's feet outside the penalty area!
"Pretty!"

"Fernandez!"

"Hit the ball!"

"Less than 1 minute left!"

"Chen Yuyuan got the ball!"

"Why is he outside the penalty area?"

Countless netizens also noticed Chen Yuyuan at this time, and they complained one after another.

[Sure enough, it has to be Celta! 】

[I declare that there is no miracle, let us congratulate Celta! 】

[Nolito is still strong this season!Chen Yuyuan should transfer early! 】

Netizens are feeling it!Attracted by the substantive cheers in the picture, Chen Yuyuan exhaled a long breath, took a deep breath, looked at the almost impossible distance, felt his dry body and Seeing Hong's physical fitness, watching the Celta players blocking his way!
At this moment, does he have a choice?
Pull the ball, pass the ball, accelerate!
Be resolute and fearless!

Two Celta players tried to stop Chen Yuyuan in Granada's half, but Chen Yuyuan advanced far faster than they imagined!
Thousands of fans at the Kamenes Stadium roared and roared, this is the last chance!

"Granada's attack!"

"This is impossible!"

"Such a distance!"

"Celta try to close the door!"

"Chen Yuyuan took the ball and rushed out ahead of time!"

"But didn't shake off!"

"He's so tired!"

Chen Yuyuan was so tired, usually at this time he would have thrown a distance of one or two body lengths early, but now he could even smell the other party's sweat and hear the other party's heavy breathing!
Chen Yuyuan's heart was beating like thunder, he really wanted to stop taking a breath, and even lay down on the ground to have a good rest, but he knew he couldn't!
He is already the last hope!
Two Celta players followed Chen Yuyuan from behind, and even chased Chen Yuyuan across the middle circle!

In front of Chen Yuyuan, the old acquaintance Gustavo Cabral ran one /, but Chen Yuyuan couldn't squeeze more speed from his body, he was squeezed, and he could only run one /.

The three of them were like three points of water on the side of a sand, lying on Chen Yuyuan's inward path, trying to slowly push Chen Yuyuan out of the dangerous area!

"The last ten seconds!"

"Celta's defense is very good!"

"Cabral is stuck in Chen Yuyuan's position!"

"Chen Yuyuan is getting slower and slower!"

"He's dying!"

Everyone could see Chen Yuyuan's exhaustion, the cheers of the Granada fans gradually faded, and their light at night gradually dimmed.

Taking a deep breath, resisting the urge to retch, Chen Yuyuan stepped forward with his thighs, and like a dying beast, let out his final roar!

An acceleration that is not perfect, even stumbling, surprised the Celta players who were already a little relaxed!
"Speed ​​up!"

"He's okay!"

"Chen Yuyuan, outside the small restricted area!"

"Kick up!"

Looking at Chen Yuyuan who is getting slower and slower, looking at the two teammates around him and the goalkeeper who is ready to fight, and looking at Gustavo Cabral who has already posted it, no one would have thought that this Chinese can squeeze out strength!

Gustavo Cabral stumbled and fell to the ground, the two of them had some contact with each other, and the power contained in it made him lose his balance!

Whether this is the ugliest, simplest, and most simple acceleration dribble, Gustavo Cabral does not know, but it is definitely the simplest and most decisive dribble he has ever seen!
The sense of security that Ruben Blanc had accumulated just now disappeared in an instant when Chen Yuyuan broke through Gustavo Cabral, and the Granada fans in the audience once again made a huge noise!

Jose Sandoval stared at Chen Yuyuan closely!
In the distance, Nolito, Iago Aspas, and Fabian Orellana looked nervously at the red and white figure in their restricted area!
The Granada teammates who did their best for this game were also watching, and some of them even collapsed on the ground!
At that moment, as if time stopped, Chen Yuyuan seemed to be able to hear the sound of his own heartbeat and his own heavy breathing!
This is the kick that decides fate!
He pulled up all his strength and pushed on the ball!
Yes!push!

A deadly shot!

Ruben Blanc quickly sat down and vowed to keep the ball out!
"Shoot!"

"Blanco!!!"

"There's nothing he can do!"

"There is no way to refuse Chen Yuyuan's lore!"

"The ball is in!"

"4:3"

"Granada!"

"Granada complete the promotion!"

"It's the goal!"

"Chen Yuyuan!"

"He completed the big four!"

"He created Granada's team history and created a record for Chinese players in the Copa del Rey!"

"He deserves all the praise, his spirit, his last moment lore!"

"Celta have no chance, no time!"

"This is a lore, a lore in the absolute sense!"

"Let's sing together!"

"List!"

There seemed to be a riot in the stands. The entire stadium, and even the whole of Granada, was surrounded by crazy noises. Countless red and white shirts rushed to the street!
Jose Sandoval was kneeling on the ground, and the Granada players on the field fell on the lawn one by one. The referee looked at the time and blew the whistle for the end of the game without hesitation!
Granada advances to the final and will face Barcelona!
(End of this chapter)