Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 40 The righteous Vichai (please follow up)
"call……"

After finally exhaling, Chen Yufeng felt that his attention was particularly focused, and his whole body seemed to have entered a transcendental state.

All he could see was the football at his feet, the location of the goal, and the goalkeeper standing in the goal.

The surrounding noise became quieter, as if something blocked the outside of the ears, and it was difficult for the peripheral vision to accommodate other people and things.

In this state, his run-up begins.

One step, two steps, three steps!
As the supporting foot was firmly planted, Chen Yufeng's left arm was instantly stretched and thrown behind him, and the center of gravity of his left leg was also lowered at the same time, preparing for the upcoming shot.

After everything was ready, his right leg suddenly came out of its sheath like a folding knife, and his thigh drove his calf out hard.

This is not a violent instep volley. Chen Yufeng's approach direction from the beginning of the shot is not straight.

When his foot was about to come into contact with the football, his ankle also exerted force and pulled towards the football, giving the football an arc.

"Bang!!"

A voice echoed throughout the audience.

The football swept through a violent arc, lifted off the ground, instantly rose up, and passed through the height of Tottenham's wall.

And in the air, the football clearly showed signs of turning, like drawing a banana-shaped line.

"Cha!!"

What sounded again was a crisp sound of hitting the net.

Many nets in European stadiums have many fixed iron rings at the bottom of the device. If an extremely strong force hits the net, a very clear and sweet sound will erupt under the huge friction.

And with this sound, there was no longer any doubt about this free kick.

This is a goal!
A free kick scored directly!
Leicester City extended the score to [-]-[-]!

"Yeahhh...!!"

Then, there were the overwhelming cheers of the fans at the scene, and the figure of Chen Yufeng rushing towards a certain side of the stands.

All the fans quickly stood up from their seats and shouted like crazy, surprised by this wonderful free kick.

"Oh buy it!"

Some fans got angry almost instantly and hugged their friends next to them in disbelief.

Direct scoring from a free kick is more entertaining than most methods of scoring.

His meaning is also very different, it is completely a one-on-one between the player and the goalkeeper!

Looking at it now, their player Chen Yufeng completely won this one-on-one match and completely crushed goalkeeper Lori!

For Chen Yufeng, this goal is also of great significance.

The moment he scored the goal, there was only one figure left in his mind, the voice in his ears became clear again, and there seemed to be endless energy in his body, as if it was about to overflow.

He saw fans dressed in different costumes and with different faces.

They all burst out shouting for him, waving their arms excitedly, showing their most sincere praise.

"It's so exciting! He actually scored a goal!"

"Yufeng! You are the best player in this game. Congratulations!"

"One goal and two assists, hahaha, your thigh-level performance, or facing Tottenham who didn't want you before, I don't know what their expressions will be like when they go back."

The teammates behind him followed, all seemed to be extremely happy.

At this moment, Chen Yufeng felt like he was the center of the world, and everything around him was caused by him.

For a moment, he even wanted to pause time at this moment and let himself be immersed in this environment. Who made this feeling so wonderful?

But that's not possible. He still has a higher pursuit than this and a grander dream than this.

After arriving at the sidelines, Chen Yufeng quickly spotted the familiar figure.

He put on a smiling expression, took off his jersey, then pointed to where the figure was, showing the back of his jersey.

The number 66 was extra dazzling, and the scene in front of them moved countless people.

Chen Yufeng's perseverance figure and eyes seemed to be speaking to his father.Did you see it?
I will make this number legendary...

"The ball went in! A wonderful free kick scored directly. Chen Yufeng completed the final blow against his old club. He defeated Tottenham's last line of defense!"

"He is graceful and graceful, like a swimming dragon! He does not look like a 30-year-old player. Regardless of his age-stained face and experience, he is a player full of vigor for the future!"

"His first start, one goal and two assists! This is a dream starting moment!"

In the Sina Sports live broadcast room, Zhan Jun's hysterical voice rang out, and the coach Zhang Lu next to him couldn't help but applaud Chen Yufeng's goal.

They wanted to be like every Leicester City fan, cheering and celebrating in the stadium, using swear words to express their uncontrollable emotions.

But sitting here and delivering this information to more people in this way is actually a very good feeling.

They can empathize with the people watching this live broadcast.

They are all the same kind of people.

Below the pitch.

Near the coaches' seats on the sidelines.

"Oh! Oh!" Kanter sighed twice in succession, and then waved his hands in celebration: "Wonderful goal!"

He ignored the other people next to him and rushed straight from his position on the sidelines to Chen Yufeng, who was celebrating near the corner flag area.

His good friend scored a goal, and his emotions were naturally beyond words!
When this kind of public excitement happens, there are no really shy people. They are all people immersed in this kind of atmosphere!
Kanter threw everything behind and ran towards Chen Yufeng immediately.

"Hahahahaha..."

Then, there was a burst of laughter, Ranieri shook his fist, then clapped his hands, and turned to look at Steve Walsh next to him.

"What did I say, what did I say?"

"He always seems to have good luck and can turn some important moments into eternal memories."

"Coupled with his strong footwork, I just believe he can score this goal!"

"You lose, Walsh!"

Ranieri was really happy. He patted Walsh on the shoulder and walked back and forth in the stadium, as if he wanted to express his overflowing emotions by walking.

Walsh was a little surprised at first, but now he looked convinced. After applauding, he returned to the coaching seat with a slight smile.

Well, this shot was indeed a beautiful penalty.

He has nothing to say...

On the other side, in the VIP box.

Vichai pretended to be calm and kept clapping his hands. He didn't notice that he had been clapping for a long time, and even his legs under the table could not help but tremble at this time.

"Two goals and four assists. I feel that even if he falls back a lot, or even disappears from the team, his value will not be reduced." The compliments next to him flattered Vichai in a timely manner.

"Yes, yes, I heard that he came here without a visa? I don't know how much homework Ranieri and Walsh have done, and how much talk they have wasted." Someone knew clearly that it was Vichai who brought him here, and they went out of their way to do this. said.

For these fake fans and real business partners, they don't need to understand football to understand Chen Yufeng's past.

They only need to know that this signing is really wonderful and worth the money, and then use him to praise Wichai, that's enough!

"I heard it seems to be Mr. Vichai..."

The right place and the right person appeared again, pretending to be guessing, and turned his head towards Vichai.

"suffer."

A voice of righteousness sounded, and Vichai raised his hand righteously, "Don't mention the past anymore, it's just the players who performed well."

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