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178 days are as tall as they are!(2/2)

Chinese fans are crazy!

Damn it!

Who can block Ye Yifeng in Asia?!

Ye Yifeng showed his passionate kneeling celebration again. When he pointed to the stands, the fans jumped excitedly.

Tang Mo was obviously absent-minded in the stands and looked down at his cell phone from time to time.

The Saudi team's mentality is a bit broken.

He launched a highly aggressive defense against Ye Yifeng. Ye Yifeng was in excellent condition and took the initiative to pass the ball to his teammates in the frontcourt.

Ye Yifeng doesn't think this game is difficult. As long as the Chinese team can defend the defense line and actively create opportunities, even if it is a basic move from the wing cross, he can still pose a threat.

If it were Wolfsburg or Monaco last season, it would have probably blown up the Saudis long ago.

In the 75th minute of the game, Ye Yifeng just passed a ball, and then his consciousness fell into darkness.

He was a little nervous.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the self-selected cards of Ligue 1 elite players floating in the dark.

I was really worried that there would be a new way to play the national team before.

If you give it to him an Asian player, maybe if you use it in the early stage, you will probably become more and more useless in the future.

He doesn't want it if he gives it to him.

But there is no option to reject this plug-in.

Ligue 1:2004-2005.

Lyon.

Essin!

Beautiful, African Joey Yung.

After Ye Yifeng's consciousness returned to reality, he actively retreated to participate in the defense, and rushed to the midfield and made the Saudi players' mentality collapse.

The Chinese fans in the stands were getting more and more excited. Ye Yifeng was simply a human-shaped tank!

In the 84th minute of the game, Ye Yifeng made a steal in the midfield, advanced by himself, and shot from a long time in front of the penalty area!

boom!

Football hangs straight at the dead corner!

First hat trick!

The atmosphere of the Brisbane Stadium exploded.

Ye Yifeng trotted to the sidelines to face the main stand occupied by Chinese fans. He smiled and slapped the team logo on the chest of his jersey with his right hand.

Chinese fans cheered loudly.

"Chinese team, awesome!"

"Ye Yifeng, awesome!"

The head coach of the Chinese team, Frenchman Perrin, also laughed happily and clapped his hands constantly.

In the stands, Tang Wenbin and Ye Jianhua hugged each other's shoulders, and the two old men raised their fists and looked like they were a few years younger.

After celebrating, Tang Wenbin turned around and found that Tang Mo was just smiling and applauding, as if he was not particularly excited, so he frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you? I'm so distracted today. He scored a goal. Are you unhappy?"

Tang Mo glanced at the phone in his hand, forced a smile and shook his head at his father, without explanation.

The Chinese team defeated Saudi Arabia 3-0 in the first Asian Cup!

Ye Yifeng became the best in the game indisputably.

When he returned to the locker room to talk and laugh with his teammates after the interview, he casually took out his cell phone to send a message to his family and chat.

At this time, I saw the message Tang Mo sent him.

He froze like a bolt from the blue.

The captain of the Belgian U21 national team, playing for Wolfsburg, Juñol Marlanda, who is only 20 years old, was in a car accident on the way to Hannover Airport today.
Chapter completed!
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