Football: God-level striker, all teammates lie down

"Yes!

I brought this trophy back, the trophy that symbolizes the highest personal honor in football!

Just like this time, in the next few years, you must stand up once every year, cheer for me, applaud for me, and salute me!!"

Aguero tilted his head, winked, and clapped his hands vigorously.

The people of Etihad were instantly boiling.

Mansour opened his mouth, listening to the sound of mountains and seas outside, and goose bumps all over his body.

He kept clapping his hands, turned his head and said to the people around him, "I like him too much! This is called a king!"

No one around dared to speak.

If this kind of words spread out, it would be a big deal.

Guardiola also stood on the sidelines, listening to Zhao Yi's full of energy and unlimited confidence.

This is the power of language, this is the power of faith.

No matter how crazy his words are, they will not be doubted.

All fans, everyone, just worship and follow.

"I will bring one, two, three, four trophies to Manchester City with my teammates and brothers... Never mind, we will win all the championships together!

We will kill all opponents and leave the damn championship in Manchester!

City!!!!"

Zhao Yi's voice spread to every corner of Etihad.

"City!!!!"

"City!!!!"

"City!!!!"

Mansour and all the fans clenched their fists, tried their best, and shouted at the top of their lungs.

Etihad was like an earthquake.

De Bruyne next to him blushed. He felt full of strength despite his shy personality.

He was so excited that he just wanted to vent.

He usually speaks softly and it is difficult for him to get excited when scoring a goal. In this environment, he turned into a social bull.

He shouted the loudest.

The Watford players hiding in the locker room stared at each other.

Damn, is this football or pyramid selling?

Are all people crazy?

How to play this? ?

Zhao Yi waved his fists, and the sound of "city" rushed into the sky rhythmically.

After the hustle and bustle, it was a hearty game.

Manchester City's players were fighting for the lead.

The fans in the stands blew the charge horn, and wave after wave of attacks kicked the Watford players into a trance.

After De Bruyne scored, he rushed to the sidelines like a beast, clenched his fists and roared.

This is not the Champions League final, it's just an ordinary Premier League game.

De Bruyne was obviously affected by Zhao Yi's hot-blooded aura, and the whole person was in excitement.

When the game ended, the score remained at 7:0!

De Bruyne performed a hat trick and sent two assists!

Sterling, Gundogan, David Silva, and Kompany scored respectively.

Zhao Yi didn't score a goal...

Only sent two assists.

Zhao Yi wanted to kick hard, but he couldn't.

His teammates went crazy.

Like him, they were all crazy.

"Well, Zhao Yi didn't have much room to play in this game... In the first game after winning the World Footballer of the Year, his teammates didn't hold back and let him perform on the stage, but acted like they had taken medicine...

Especially De Bruyne, this game was really like a god descending to earth!"

After the game, De Bruyne shook his jersey, his face completely red, and yelled at Zhao Yi.

The two yelled at each other, and then collided fiercely.

De Bruyne felt that he could beat ten people alone now.

When De Bruyne calmed down a little, he couldn't help thinking in his heart that if Zhao Yi could join Belgium, maybe he could change the tradition of infighting in De Bruyne's national team.

This kind of captain, this kind of unity and cohesion.

Etihad is singing the song of the Blue Moon to send off its players.

After that, Manchester City won 3:0 against Everton away.

In the standings, Manchester City, who had one game less, had surpassed Chelsea and returned to the top.

After that, Manchester City challenged Hull City away again.

This was a semi-final of the League Cup.

Last time, Zhao Yi missed the Premier League match against Hull City because he was shopping with his mother in Sakura Country.

This game, Zhao Yi caught up.

He was able to play against the famous Ma Datou.

Maguire is tall and strong, known for his slow turn, but his frontal defensive ability is very good.

Guardiola did not send out all the main players.

Zhao Yi served as the starting center forward, and compared with Maguire, Zhao Yi was even shorter.

Maguire was very excited to see Zhao Yi facing him.

He was going to become famous in one battle! !

Duel with the World Footballer of the Year!

The young Maguire was full of love for football and was eager for the future.He was full of longing.

He firmly believed that his efforts would be rewarded, and he would be able to gain a foothold in a wealthy club in the future, and even enter the England national team!

Maguire was full of confidence, and kept looking for physical confrontation with Zhao Yi on the court. He must make Zhao Yi feel the pressure!

The young Maguire had never seen the world and had not been beaten by society.

Today, he got his wish and was beaten.

Maguire only remembered that when Zhao Yi played as a center forward, he rushed around in the penalty area.

The name of "Little God of War" made Maguire ignore Zhao Yi's speed.

After performing a split in the middle, Maguire performed a train turn on the side.

Then he performed a back roll at the front of the penalty area.

His two legs were like two chopsticks when a child just learned to use chopsticks.

Fighting non-stop.

Maguire was like a clumsy clown on the court, falling and climbing everywhere.

How many times he fell, how many times he stood up again.

The stubborn Maguire made Zhao Yi's nose sore.

Even if the goalkeeper yelled at him and blamed him, Maguire turned a deaf ear.

It was not because he was afraid, but because he had a sense of justice.

He was united and friendly, and he was indomitable.

After Zhao Yi scored twice, he did not forget to turn back and help Maguire up from the lawn.

Such Maguire deserves respect!

Under Maguire's defense, Zhao Yi scored four goals.

Manchester City defeated Hull City 5:0.

League Cup semi-final, taking the lead.

When the whistle sounded at the end of the game, Maguire stood there with his head down.

The once passionate blood had cooled down.

He began to doubt himself.

He was indeed a seedling for playing football, but he felt that he would never be an excellent player.

He was not qualified to enter a wealthy club, let alone a national team.

He was only suitable to be an unsuitable starter in a weak Premier League team or a Championship team.

He doesn't deserve to play in the top team in the top league!

Maguire wiped his tears and shook his dream.

He can't aim for a big club anymore. It's better to join an ordinary Premier League team in the future.

Zhao Yi walked to his side, Maguire bowed his head and bent down, and the whole person had lost his fighting spirit.

"You've done well enough!" Zhao Yi pressed Maguire's shoulders, Maguire turned around and stared at Zhao Yi in a daze.

The World Footballer said he did well enough!

If someone else said this, Maguire knew it was just a comfort.

But Zhao Yi said this, it must be the truth.

This is something everyone knows!

Zhao Yi never comforts his opponents, and never says useless comforting words to his opponents.

Maguire couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.

He scratched his head, looking a little silly. He was extremely unnatural because he was too nervous and didn't know how he should respond.

"Believe in yourself, you will definitely become one of the best defenders in England!"

Maguire nodded vigorously, um!

There was light in his eyes.

He had confidence that he would become a member of Manchester in the future through his own efforts!