Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 158 The future belongs to you, Chen Yufeng can easily eat cakes and wear hats (please vote for me)

"Crash..."

Not long after Zhan Jun finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly blew in Leicestershire and it started to rain, as if he was on an appointment.

The rain quickly fell on the court, washing away the lawn and making it slippery. Players slipped and fell more and more often.

This also made the fans in the live broadcast room shout "haha" one after another, and the instructor Zhang Lu next to him couldn't help but laugh.

"Hehe, Teacher Zhan Jun really said something, saying that the storm should be more violent, and here it is."

"Hahaha." Zhan Jun smiled sheepishly, and then said: "On such a rainy day, it is a different feeling to win the first Premier League trophy in the history of the club."

"The heavy rain will wash away their fatigue from this season and let them completely sink into the joy of winning the championship!"

The two joked a few more times, then set their sights on the court.

When the heavy rain came, the players' technical movements changed slightly, and they did not dare to perform some technical movements with special force.

During this period, Kanter thought of speed several times, but he always slipped and fell to the ground first.

However, Leicester City's attack never stopped.

In the 309th minute of the game, they organized a very threatening attack.

"Oh!"

Full back Fox stepped in and sent a cross towards the center.

Vardy and Everton defender Stones scrambled for the spot.

Vardy still didn't get the ball, but Stones took the first step and cleared the ball toward the outside of the penalty area.

Outside the penalty area, Lukaku, who returned to defend here again, learned well this time. He turned his head and took the first look, without being careless.

He saw Kanter rushing towards here quickly, quickly using his strong body to block the position, and then slowly turned around.

What he didn't expect was that Kanter, whose height was only about his shoulders, flexibly emerged from his side armpits and directly controlled the football.

Lukaku was shocked. He turned around and saw the messy defense in the penalty area and pulled Canter down.

"Beep!"

The referee's whistle sounded immediately. While calling the foul, he took out a yellow card from his pocket, came to Lukaku's side and raised it.

Lukaku shook his head regretfully and accepted the yellow card.

Immediately afterwards, a figure No. 66 walked from his side to the football.

As if he suddenly remembered something, Lukaku's heart twitched suddenly, and then he covered his face.

How many free kick goals has Chen Yufeng scored this season?

If he were to hit it...

Lukaku couldn't imagine it and didn't want to be the sinner of Everton conceding two goals.

"Human wall, move to the left, a little bit, and a little bit more, okay, don't move!"

Everton goalkeeper Hoel commanded the wall. After completing the arrangement, he gave a thumbs up to his teammates, then came to the goal and took a deep breath, ready to face the challenge.

As a goalkeeper, he certainly knows that Chen Yufeng is the person who has scored the most free kicks in the Premier League and even the five major leagues this season.

For such a player, he definitely wants to give it a try.

Hoel even prayed in his heart, hoping that Chen Yufeng could hit a high-quality shot, and then he would make a wonderful dive to save his worth!

With beautiful illusions, he lowered his center of gravity and waited quietly.

"Beep!"

The referee's whistle then sounded, signaling that free throws could begin.

Before the penalty kick, Chen Yufeng took one last look at the goalkeeper's position and decided on the kicking technique for the penalty kick.

He planned to take advantage of the weather and take a more difficult free kick.

Soon, Chen Yufeng began to take a run-up. After raising his left arm and stretching his body instantly, his contact point this time was slightly closer!
"Oh!"

The football quickly flew out from the soles of his feet and headed towards the far corner of the goal!
This is a half high ball!

Chen Yufeng's idea is to use the acceleration of the football after hitting the ground on rainy days to disrupt Hoel's judgment and allow the ball to have a higher scoring rate!
Some people may be paranoid and say that this is not as good as a conventional arc, but even for Beckham, standing here, the success rate of free throws is at most about [-]%.

It depends on the status of the day, as well as the goalkeeper's prediction and status and other factors.

It is necessary to make appropriate use of some external factors.

As Chen Yufeng expected, after a period of bouncing on the ground, the football suddenly gained faster speed and headed towards the far corner of the goal in a somewhat erratic direction.

"Shh!"

When Hoel's first prediction was that Chen Yufeng would hit the near corner, the success rate of this penalty shot to the far corner was already very high.

Not to mention the weird acceleration and lines after hitting the ground!

With almost no struggle, Hoel knelt on one knee and watched the football fly into the far corner.

"Yeahhhhhhh...!!"

The cheers of the Leicester City fans rang out again. Chen Yufeng took off his clothes, completely placed his body under the rain, and then rushed to the sidelines to kneel down.

Because the venue was slippery, the distance he was sliding and kneeling was very far, with a visual estimate of seven or eight meters.

"Two to zero! Chen Yufeng helped Leicester City rewrite the score to two to zero!"

In the studio, Zhan Jun said excitedly: "He scored the No. 20 goal in the Premier League this season and officially launched an attack on the best player at the end of the season!"

"At the same time, this is also his two goals in this game. With plenty of time, we must look forward to his opportunity to complete the first hat trick of his career!"

"If this game really ends with Chen Yufeng's hat trick, it would be so wonderful and meaningful!" Director Zhang Lu nodded in agreement, "Yes, if you have to find an adjective for this game , it can be called a championship exhibition match.”

"It was the last game before the Premier League champions won the trophy that season."

"If Chen Yufeng wants to score a hat-trick, he will take away today's match ball. This is a match ball that symbolizes Leicester City's trophy win, and its value goes without saying."

On the football field, all Leicester City players ran towards Chen Yufeng easily, high-fiving and hugging Chen Yufeng in a simple celebration.

"If you can score a hat trick, I will admit that I will give you the best of the season." Mahrez even came up and started talking, encouraging Chen Yufeng in an alternative way.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Chen Yufeng smiled and rolled his eyes, "It was originally mine, why did you let it go?"

"If the Premier League is not 38 rounds, but 45 rounds, if I rush again, maybe I can steal Vardy's top scorer."

Vardy next to him shook his head. This kind of euphoria within the team is always common, "Let's see if you can do this next season."

Behind them, Everton's players were not too frustrated by the ball.

At this point in the season, losing to the champion is actually not a shame.

The main culprit for conceding the ball twice, Lukakulu, was holding his head, his head was buzzing and he was a little confused.

Goalkeeper Hoel stood up from the goal at this moment, turned around in confusion, picked up the ball, and kicked it towards the center circle.

Fortunately, he didn't express his thoughts verbally, otherwise he would have been very embarrassed...

Having experienced the power of Chen Yufeng's free kick, he now recognized Chen Yufeng's free kick ability in his heart, and knew that he might not be the special one among goalkeepers.

He is also an ordinary goalkeeper among all the people in this top league...

As Chen Yufeng received a yellow card for taking off his clothes to celebrate, the first half of the game ended shortly after, and the players from both sides returned to the locker room to rest.

In the Leicester City dressing room, Mr. Ranieri reluctantly began to change clothes, preparing for the final trophy after the second half.

"My clothes are about to be washed away by the rain." He shook his head and put on his khaki suit with regret, which caused a burst of laughter from the players.

"I think this dress can be framed and kept as a souvenir forever, and I can buy a new one to wear as a championship jersey next season." Chen Yufeng suggested from the side.

"Yes, after all, it represents a memory." Mahrez echoed: "Mr. Ranieri can make it more exciting next season, such as purple or something."

"Hahaha, I think the red one is good too."

Other Leicester City players started making suggestions too, which slowly became outrageous.

"Purple is also fine, or other two-color combinations."

"I still think the white one is better. It looks like Prince Charming when I wear it."

"How old is Mr. Ranieri? He is no longer a prince charming."

"Hahahahaha..."

Hearing the players' ridicule, Ranieri raised his eyebrows and shook his head, saying deeply: "I am indeed old, and the future belongs to you."

"Alas..." Chen Yufeng also stood up on the other side at this time, with a heavy and meaningful expression: "The future belongs to you young people."

"Get out!" Countless roars rang out in the locker room.

…………

No. 706 minutes in the second half.

"Boom bang bang..."

Mahrez swung left and right on the left wing, nimbly breaking through the double-team defense of the two men and entering the penalty area.

This is already close to a one-shot opportunity.

Mahrez dribbled the ball towards the goalkeeper. At the last moment when he raised his left foot and volleyed into the far corner, he twisted his ankle to relieve a lot of force and passed to the back post.

He saw that Chen Yufeng was already there to outflank him.

Bickering is just bickering on weekdays. If you can really be an adult and help your teammates complete a hat trick, this will definitely be a very meaningful thing.

Mahrez has the chance now, so why not?
"Oh!"

Chen Yufeng, who followed, easily pushed the ball directly into the lower right corner of the net, easily completing the cake!
"Yeahhhhhh...!"

As this easy goal was scored, the Leicester City fans at the scene were completely excited.

Chen Yufeng was also unbearably excited. He put his hands beside his ears, closed his eyes and shook his head, indicating that he couldn't hear the shouting and wanted to turn up the volume.

This is certainly one of the classic celebrations in football.

He chose to use it to celebrate his first career hat trick!
For an offensive player, a hat trick is definitely something that most people can only meet but cannot ask for.

This represents efficiency, comprehensiveness, and many things!
The number of hat tricks is often a unit of comparison used when people comment on top shooters!
But looking around the world, besides Melo, where are there too many people who have accomplished this feat multiple times?

If he really wants to become a top player, of course Chen Yufeng should be excited for every hat trick he scores and continue to pursue it in subsequent games!
"Ohhhhhh..."

The fans at the scene shouted louder, and the teammates behind them also quickly ran up.

"Why do you call him so fucking selfless!"

Mahrez seemed very excited. After completing this assist, he said Fak twice in one sentence, and then hugged Chen Yufeng.

"Nice job!"

Chen Yufeng and Mahrez hugged each other tightly, and after finishing, he touched Mahrez's head, "It seems that you are sensible."

"My boy? Is he sensible??"

Mahrez's eyes suddenly widened, "If you say that again, you won't pass it on next time!"

(End of this chapter)