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Chapter 42 The youngest hat-trick in the history of the Champions League!
"This is really difficult, Lewandowski..." Kravitz on the sidelines looked at Klopp.

At this time, Royce walked to the right, trying to pass the ball to Xiao Wen.

Another goal, a hat-trick, perfect, complete.

On the way to the penalty spot, Reus was stopped by Lewandowski.

Judging from the command area on the sidelines, Royce and Lewandone were facing each other, and there seemed to be some verbal discussions.

Not long after, Lewandowski started, Royce dodged, this was an upgrade.

"Royce is going to give Xiao Wen a penalty?" Klopp frowned.

Kravitz answered very quickly: "It should be."

"One short of a hat-trick, but before the game I arranged for a penalty shooter, how do you think it will end up, huh? What would Kyle say in the past?"

Kravitz doesn't know how to pick it up. Now Royce Gundogan and Xiao Wen are playing very well. Let's not talk about whether Aubameyang can reach Lewandowski's height in the future, just say that he has played Real Madrid four times in a single game in the Champions League. Leave, the club and the coaching staff have to use him!

If Kyle went up and ignored this matter, then Lewand would probably be furious.

But Kravitz still expressed his attitude unequivocally: "I don't think it's a problem to kick Xiao Wen."

Because Kravitz believes that this young man who has given everyone countless surprises will surely reach heights that no one expected in the future.This kind of confidence comes from many aspects, including Xiao Wen's cold blood in the restricted area who seemed to have participated in World War II, and Kravitz's own intuition.

Klopp nodded. In fact, he just needed a little support to overcome the little hesitation in his heart, but he just walked a few steps forward and was about to roar when he saw Kyle from Royce's hand. He took the football, avoided Lewandowski, walked straight to Xiao Wen, and stuffed it into his arms!
Klopp was a little surprised, not understanding what Kyle meant.

Could it be that the current players have already stood up for the team unconsciously?
Klopp is not a young man, not a player, I like the future of a team, I don't like a traitor, it's that simple.
The green field is not about fighting and killing, it is not about being black or red, it is not about wanting the future and not the present!

In Klopp's mind, Lewandowski is a standard center, a center that perfectly fits his tactics, and may even be one of the best centers in football in the next few years!

But at this time, he can no longer stop Kyle's behavior, because this has offended two groups of people at the same time!
Originally, if he came forward, he and Lewandowski had a one-on-one long knee-to-neck talk after the game, which should be able to resolve this matter. After all, he helped Lewandowski grow into today's top striker.

But now...it's difficult.

"We have something to do after the game." Klopp smiled wryly at Kravitz.

This smiling face made Kravitz helpless as usual, "No way, the dissatisfaction with Lewandowski in the team even stems from the superimposed anger of Gotze. Everyone lives in peace on weekdays. Time, but it is on the verge of firing!"

……

Xiao Wen is not a fool.

Looking at Lewandowski who was rushing towards the outside of the penalty area without hiding his emotions, he held the ball and looked at Kyle: "Captain. Here."

"It's okay, this is all by default, who doesn't want a hat-trick!" Kyle patted him on the shoulder and explained with a smile: "And you still have consecutive hat-tricks. I think our Dortmund people, or Dortmund Few people who go out can do it!"

At this time, Mkhitaryan walked in and frowned and persuaded: "Is this ball ... can it be given to Lewandowski? A shooter really needs to score to keep his feet feeling. Besides, we have only one way in the Champions League. If the top scorer gets emotional, It's really a little..."

Mkhitaryan kept silent, but Kyle took his words: "So what? Dort didn't pay him?"

He then smiled and shook his head: "Also, didn't Xiao Wen assist him with a goal in the last game? It's his own problem that he didn't score in this game."

Mkhitaliang felt a chill in his heart, thinking that these big guys in the team wouldn't really be dissatisfied with Lewandowski for a long time, right?
Seeing the change in Mkhitaryan's expression, Kyle guessed what he was thinking, and pulled him out of the penalty area with a smile.

Inside the penalty area, only Xiao Wen, the referee, and Zenit's goalkeeper Malafeyev were left.

On the South Stand, there appeared a landscape that is not common to other teams on weekdays——

There, all Dortmund fans stood up with their backs to the field, connected one by one, and jumped together.

The whole wave of people rolled on the stands, which was extremely spectacular.

It was 10 years ago when Manchester City was defeated 1-3 by the poor Polish team Poznan in the Europa League group stage. This original way of celebration appeared in the home team stands.

The Manchester City fans who felt extremely shocked at the time began to take "Poznan" as their own after returning to England. There had been a small-scale "Poznan" celebration ceremony before.

However, fans of the Hornets feel that this kind of celebration is too shocking, and it is a perfect match with the Westfalenstadion!
So, while Xiao Wen was still placing footballs, the fans in the south stand had already cheered Xiao Wen up by celebrating with their backs to the goal—we didn’t even have to watch the game anymore.. The game is over, Russians!
Xiao Wen stood in front of the penalty spot.

A little nervous, but not much.

Relatively speaking, it is more comfortable to kick a free kick.

However, now that you are here, there is no reason to back down.

Twelve yards is a battle between the strong, a one-on-one fight, and the one who survives is often the bravest one!
Xiao Wen looked at Malafeyev who came out to indicate that the position of the ball should be slightly forward, and nodded slightly to let him set it by himself, completely unaffected by the opponent's psychological tactics.

It didn't work, Malafeyev looked at Xiao Wen's eyes, and knew that this trick was useless to this guy, he had a premonition of danger before the game, and now it seems that the source of these uneasiness is all this guy in front of him given!

Seeing his cold appearance, Malafeev really wanted to punch him with a fist as big as a casserole.

did not dare
He backed up slowly, over the door line, slapped his palms hard, let out a loud roar, lowered his back, and stared at Xiao Wen firmly!

Xiao Wen heard the whistle and started to run.

Left foot propped up, right foot swinging hard.

Malafeev suddenly threw himself to his right.

"Spoon Penalty!"

Mateus's voice was already a little hoarse, "Xiao Wen actually kicked a spoon!"

"my God!"

He paused, looked at the note just handed over by the assistant on his left, and confirmed one thing:

"Hat-trick, Xiao Wen completed a hat-trick, he became the youngest player to complete a hat-trick in the history of the Champions League!"

(End of this chapter)