Lu Yin silly waist

Chapter 184 Leading

White Hart Lane was eerily quiet for a few seconds, and then erupted like a volcano!

Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ————

"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal!!!!"

"Sun opened the scoring for Tottenham! We scored first in the first half!"

"His self-confidence made him extremely decisive in front of the goal. He completed this goal that is enough to go down in history!"

"Of course, we can't forget Yi who assisted him!"

"Yi was Tottenham's commander and his change of pace finally opened up Chelsea's backline, which led to the goal!"

"This is the core of Tottenham's midfield, a terrifyingly efficient midfielder!"

"On the stage of the Premier League title battle, two Asians performed a unique performance!"

"At this moment, everyone is the background board! The cheers of the audience are only the two of them!"

Accompanied by the forgetful cheers of the Tottenham fans.

Sun Xingmin was extremely excited after scoring the goal. He gestured with his hand to draw 'S', which is the abbreviation of his girlfriend's name.

When he finished showing his love, he smiled and pointed towards the middle circle, Yi Le stood in the middle circle and gave a thumbs up to give back to the other party.

Sun Xingmin strode over, and the two hugged each other!

The Korean commentary station, the commentators are crazy.

"Son Xingmin! Great Son Xingmin! He scored a great goal!"

"This goal is a manifestation of self-confidence. He fulfilled his title of 'rich killer'!"

"It was his friend, player Yi Le, who assisted him."

"In this season, Yi Le has fully inspired Sun Xingmin's potential, and their partner has made the major teams in the Premier League fear!"

Accompanied by the excited shouts of the narrator, the Korean peninsula fell into a burst of carnival.

In a certain apartment, two young women gathered together to eat fried chicken and drink beer to watch the game.

When Sun Xingmin scored a goal, the woman with the ball head jumped up excitedly.

Liu Xiaoying cheered and danced.

When Sun Xingmin made a gesture of love, she showed even more satisfaction.

On the other side, Lin Zhenna's beautiful eyes flickered, and her eyes were fixed on the black-haired boy who occasionally appeared in the camera.

Sky Sports England commentary desk.

"Sun's shot! He used this shot to tell everyone that Yi is not the only powerful player in Asia!"

"This goal fully demonstrates Sun's technique, his decisiveness in front of goal and his ability to judge."

"Tottenham are closer to the championship because of this goal. They only need to hold this point. After 90 minutes, they will become the king of the Premier League!"

The famous commentator Brand said with a smile: "In terms of this goal alone, Yi is the most credited. Except for not shooting, he did everything else."

"From the change of rhythm to the deadly pass, Chelsea's midfielder can't compete with him at all. He is the biggest discovery of the Premier League this year." After speaking, Brand smiled and shook his head.

The most excited in the commentary is undoubtedly China.

"This pass!!!—"

"Yes!!"

"Son Xingmin scored a goal!"

When seeing Yi Le's sudden oblique pass, Zhan Jun and Zhang Lu made the same movement. They leaned out almost at the same time, staring at the game screen without daring to blink.

And when the football kicked in, the two jumped up and cheered.

"Beautiful! Beautiful! Sun Xingmin is beautiful! Yi Le is also beautiful! Yi Le once again became the engine of Tottenham. He instigated this attack and assisted Sun Xingmin to score a goal!" Zhan Jun roared at the top of his throat.

"Yi Le resisted Chelsea's pressure! No! It should be said that Chelsea failed to resist the pressure exerted by Yi Le. In the first half, 30 minutes into the first half, Tottenham scored a crucial goal because of an aggressive advance!" Zhang Lu said excitedly: "Yi Le's overall view is too good. He has been waiting for an opportunity! When Cesc Fabregas was about to enter the Tottenham half-court, he decisively chose to pass the ball! This pass was clean and so deadly!"

"This is the choice of a world-class midfielder! Undoubtedly a strong midfielder!"

The Chinese fans who were watching the game were also excited.

After winning this game, Tottenham are the Premier League champions, which is a great honor.

As the core player of Tottenham, Yi Le has made great contributions.

Although Yi Le won the British Championship, it was only a secondary league, while the Premier League is the five major leagues.

If Yi Le can lead Tottenham to win this championship, his influence and popularity will be greatly improved.

Of course, the reason they were most excited was how beautiful the pass was!

"Beautiful! Beautiful! Absolutely! Absolutely! This pass has my demeanor, as expected of my son!" Yi Weihong jumped up from the sofa, dancing with excitement.

This made Wang Huimin next to her roll her eyes, and complained: "Everything is on you, you are just a physical education teacher, and my son is a world-class star."

"What do you call your son?" Yi Weihong shouted dissatisfied: "I can tell you, I laid his foundation for him, and half of my credit is for my son's ability to play so well."

After finishing speaking, Yi Weihong admired the slow-motion replay, and said in amazement: "Tsk tsk, this pass is perfect!"

Wang Huimin shook her head, and then asked a little ignorantly: "Isn't the Korean who scored the goal just now, how can you say that Xiao Le is good?"

"You don't understand this. Although Sun Xingmin scored a goal, the most fundamental thing is the occurrence of the goal, the control of the timing and the change of rhythm." Yi Weihong paused.

Why is it necessary for me to explain this to her!

"Anyway, it is very good. Our son accounted for 80% of the credit for this goal. I am too lazy to explain to you."

After talking a lot, Yi Weihong picked up the wine bottle and wanted to take a sip, but just as he lifted it up, he found that it was empty.

Seeing that he was bitter in his heart, he turned his head towards Wang Huimin and said with a sneer, "Daughter-in-law, can I have another bottle?"

Wang Huimin said coldly: "No!"

At this time, Yi Le didn't know the praise of these narrators.

He was busy celebrating with his teammates.

The entire White Hart Lane stadium was churning like boiling water.

The waves of white people are surging.

Countless Tottenham fans cheered forgetfully.

On the court, the players piled up like arhats, their hearts were filled with excitement.

On the sidelines, Boas was equally excited!

He almost ran into the field and was stopped by Michele, and all the assistant coaches came forward and they hugged.

Don't look at Boas's cool look before, but this guy is so nervous.

He understands that if they win this game, they will be crowned Premier League champions.

And as the head coach who led Tottenham to the best in history, he is destined to be recorded in team history.

This is a great victory.

Win this game, and his title of 'Famous Marshal' will be justified!

He is the core of the core of promoting Tottenham's reform, and Tottenham's performance this season is obvious to all. If they win the championship directly, this picture will not be too beautiful!

The high spirits of the Porto period!

The Chelsea period suffered a setback!

Tottenham's mistrust and failure in the early years!

These have all become stepping stones to success. He finally proved his ability and at the same time made his coaching philosophy recognized by the public.

The ups and downs of fate and the torment of many setbacks made Boas feel compelled to express his feelings.

'Live, FXXK********!But I still want to hug you! '

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