free people

Chapter 114 Chinese Boy, Free Kick Master
When Yang Feng came to the sidelines, he really couldn't think of any celebratory gestures, so he simply waved his hand at the stands casually and perfunctorily.

"This little expression of being forced to open."

"Someone teach him how to pretend to beep, I'm so embarrassed."

"Offering a reward of [-] cents to help Brother Feng design an exclusive celebration action..."

"Sand Mine is this the rhythm of rushing to the Five Crowns?"

"With this lineup, what do you think? If you can get the UEFA Champions League place next season, it's Ami Tofu."

"Blindly guess Yang Feng's top scorer this season, the third place in the Xiaopo Mine League, the Champions League... let's qualify for the group."

"Hey, why did my car stretch my hips like this?"

"Mu Niao come back quickly, thank Di Matteo for his dedication last season, but he really can't fly my car."

Game No. 80 minutes, three goals behind.

Immortals are hard to save.

Stevens used the last two substitutions.

Hegel replaced Yang Feng, and Barnetta replaced Raul.

A match-up substitution, a defensive midfielder for a striker.

Strengthen the defense, but did not completely give up the offense. You will continue if you are not afraid of 5-1.

Yang Feng and Raul sat down after high-fiving their teammates on the bench.

"You scored a hat-trick in an important game and got 2 points. Current points: 14"

"You completed the hat-trick of the final hat-trick, got 6 points, and the current points are 20"

Yang Feng almost spit out a mouthful of water.

He thought he heard it wrong just now, so he quickly opened the system interface, and the points record on it clearly read "Points + 6"

There were 9 points before this game. I got one when I opened the scoring, broke the record for the fastest goal, and got another one when I scored twice. I thought it was enough, but I didn’t expect that there would be another wave of such fat people waiting. myself.

6 points...is this record that badass?
This is awesome without knowing it, but outsiders know it very well.

"Being able to score goals in the final requires not only strength, but also a certain amount of luck. To perform a hat-trick in the final, you must have absolute strength and excellent luck. A player who has scored hat-tricks in every final game is probably unprecedented in the history of football, and probably there will be no one in the future..."

"The hat-trick of the unbelievable final hat-trick, three nine goals in three ordinary games are worthy of special mention, and Yang's nine goals were completed in three championship games, In comparison, his performance in normal games is rather inferior, he is simply a player born for the championship!"

"In the second year of his career, the sixth hat-trick! It has only been half a year since he performed the first hat-trick and now he has completed the sixth. In six months, he has won the hat-tricks of many outstanding forwards throughout their careers. The trick count is done!"

Of course, Yang Feng couldn't hear the compliments from a group of commentators, and he probably wouldn't care too much if he heard it, because he hurriedly drew the lottery as soon as the points arrived.

I originally thought that the next lottery draw would have to wait until after a while to play Bayern or Dortmund in the league, but I didn't expect the unexpected joy to come, and I can draw another one now and have a surplus.

The blue roulette appeared, 20 points were swiped away, and the pointer turned rapidly.

"Blessed by gods and Buddhas all over the sky, let's have a little Juninho, otherwise the character design of this free kick master will collapse..."

As if hearing his prayer, the blue card flying out from the roulette is not the famous king of free kicks, but he is also a master of free kicks.

Inter Milan No. 20, about 1.7 meters tall, is clearly a South American but has an oriental face.

Chinese boy, Álvaro Recoba...

Poor physical strength, nerve knife, mid-range teams can be the core or even the star. In the giants, they can only play the main or semi-main. Life felt a little less interesting again.

Even in that era when the gods came together, Recoba was a very recognizable one among the golden left feet, mainly because of his free kicks and long-range shots.

The arc is exaggerated, the angle is perfect, you can kick anywhere within 40 meters of the front field, and you will have a super world wave every minute. At any angle within 30 meters, as long as the opponent dares to give a free kick, you will go straight to the dead corner. .

While Yang Feng was silently cheering, the game on the court entered the final stage. The players on the Schalke bench all stood on the sidelines and began to celebrate in advance.

Chelsea are still making last-ditch efforts, but they have failed to achieve any effect other than to stabilize the team setting of never giving up.

"The referee blew the whistle to end the game. Congratulations to Schalke 04, the second championship of the season and the third championship of the year! Congratulations to Yang Feng, the third hat-trick in the final!"

The players rushed into the field and celebrated wildly.

Farfan wanted to catch Yang Feng stacking Arhats, but he dodged deftly. Finally, a group of people rushed to Stevens and threw the old man high again.

Old Comrade Shi just won the best coach in the history of the club voted by the fans, and won two Super Cups in a row. He is at the pinnacle of his life, and the wrinkles on his face are smiling.

Hazard, who was sitting on the ground, was pulled up by Lampard. He was about to exchange jerseys with Yang Feng, and make an appointment for a fight. Unexpectedly, Yang Feng had already walked towards Torres.

The two whispered to each other, not knowing what they were talking about, and then Yang Feng walked towards him with his jersey.

Hazard looked at Toniu over Yang Feng's shoulder, took the jersey handed over by Yang Feng, and said, "I thought you were going to exchange it with Fernando."

"We made an appointment to change the signed jersey," Yang Feng said, "His daughter is my fan."

"..." Hazard took off his white No. 10 and handed it to him, "Let's go, see you in the Champions League."

"... Then you have to be able to qualify."

Hazard narrowed his eyes, "We are the defending champions."

"Hehe, it's past tense brother."

This season, Chelsea directly advanced to the UEFA Champions League group stage as the defending champion, but they packed up and went home without even qualifying for the group.

However, according to UEFA’s schedule, No.3 in the UEFA Champions League group stage will become the top 32 in the Europa League and directly participate in the subsequent knockout rounds. Therefore, after being eliminated by the UEFA Champions League group, Chelsea went to participate in the Europa League knockout rounds and finally won. Won the Europa League trophy.

The two bumped fists, and Yang Feng took the game ball again, and returned to the bench to exchange the signed jersey he took out during the intermission with Torres.

Go back to the locker room, let your teammates sign the football, and come out to attend the award ceremony after washing the whites.

Reporters from several countries had already set up long guns and short cannons and waited for him to come out, but Yang Feng saw another "old acquaintance" next to the old acquaintance Zhang Yan in the crowd.

The reason for the quotation marks is because Yang Feng knew her in the previous life, but she didn't know Yang Feng.

Of course, in this life, she should have known Yang Feng, but Yang Feng didn't know her yet.

Book of Ma Fan...

He just got into the Communication University of China majoring in Broadcasting and Hosting Art with the first grade in Heilongjiang Province. He signed a contract with Tencent Sports in the same year. At first, he was going to enter the NBA program group, but who knew that he caught up with the one brought by Yang Feng. Football fever, fate abruptly turned a corner, and was assigned to the football team.

Although he hadn't grown into the Guotai Min An face when he hosted the Spring Festival Gala, Yang Feng confirmed that he never admitted his mistake.

"Yang Feng, hello, congratulations on winning the championship..."

"Yang, can you talk about your feelings?"

"Yang, did you expect to score a hat-trick before the game?"

Yang Feng naturally gave priority to taking care of old acquaintances, and answered questions from Yang 5 and Tencent first.

Zhang Yan noticed that Yang Feng's eyes paused on Ma Fanshu's body, and thought that Gou Ri was interested in him, so he put the microphone in Ma Fanshu's hand very intimately, "Come here."

Ma Fanshu originally came here as an assistant to get acquainted with the business, but unexpectedly came to the front desk inexplicably, but fortunately, he had simulated a similar scene in his heart, so it was not unreasonable, so the microphone turned to Yang Feng.

"Hello, Yang Feng, we are reporters from Tencent Sports. First of all, congratulations on winning the third championship in your career and performing another hat-trick. Do you have anything to say to the domestic fans now?"

"Thank you for your support. It should be very late in China now, and I have to go to work tomorrow. Go to sleep when you should. Staying up late is not good for your health."

"..." Ma Fanshu looked confused, looked at Yang Feng, then turned to look at Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan couldn't stand it anymore.

You deserve to be single!
He took the microphone and said, "It's the sixth hat-trick. Are you confident that you can get double-digit hat-tricks this season?"

"Raul just told me that men always have unrealistic self-confidence, so... yes."

"After the Super Cup, the Champions League will be played soon. What is the goal of this season?"

"Let's get out of the group."

"What about the Bundesliga?"

"Guarantee three and fight for one..."

It is basically impossible to talk about any hot topics on this occasion. It is nothing more than very excited and happy. Thank the team, thank the coach, thank the teammates, thank the fans, and I must not forget the original intention to forge ahead. The LSPs who are watching the live broadcast have already wanted to close I dropped the page, but when I saw the beautiful anchor, I abruptly stopped my finger that was about to click the left mouse button.

"Wow! I'll give you two Q coins to ask for this young lady's information!"

"Damn it! Little penguins can play, and there are female anchors?"

"This big long leg, it's too bad."

"Damn it, Yang Feng's eyes look like mine..."

"Green eyes.jpg?"

"Day, whoever wants to look at a stinky man, come back with a beautiful woman!"

After dealing with the domestic media, it's time to go to the famous Uncrowned King of Fleet Street.

It can be seen that they are still a little unacceptable to the fact that the Champions League champion was defeated by the Europa League champion, and their tone of voice was a bit stinky.

A bald head from England grabbed the interview opportunity first, "Yang, congratulations on winning the championship. I'm a reporter from The Daily Telegraph. May I ask how much of this victory is due to strength and how much is luck?"

"[-]% strength, [-]% luck."

The bald head and eyes widened instantly, "So you think Schalke is already number one in Europe? You know, Chelsea just won the Champions League. They are the best team in Europe."

"But as far as I know, you said that the best team in Europe only finished sixth in the Premier League last season, and only finished second in the Community Shield."

The runner-up in the Community Shield Cup means that I am the vice-captain, but the fucking team only has two people.

"That's because they focus on the Champions League. As for the Community Shield..." the bald head said, "Just like the European Super Cup, the Community Shield is also a game to determine the outcome. This competition system has a lot of chance and doesn't explain anything. , if you think Schalke has what it takes to beat Chelsea head-on, then prove yourself in the Champions League."

"With Schalke 04's investment in the transfer market, as long as they win a random Champions League victory, they have already proved themselves."

"..."

The Premier League is the highest transfer spend in football today, and Chelsea is a well-known big dog in the entire football world. The total value of players almost surpasses Schalke 04 in seconds.

After the interview, he took the stage to accept the award.

Yang Feng was elected the best player of the tournament without any suspense.

"You won the UEFA Super Cup in 2012 and played a decisive role in winning the championship. You got 2 points. Current points: 2"

"You were selected as the best player in the 2012 UEFA Super Cup, and you got 1 point. Current points: 3"

As soon as the system prompt fell, he was pushed to the middle of the team, standing on both sides of the trophy with Hewedes on the left and right.

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

"we are the champion!"

"Congratulations again to Schalke 04. They have won two Super Cup titles just after the start of the 2012-2013 season, echoing the Europa League title at the end of last season. This is a continuation of the success of last season and a brilliant new season. start……"

After holding cups and posing for photos to show their love, everyone happily returned to the locker room with their medals.

Hewedes suddenly gave Yang Feng a slap from behind, and said viciously: "Hey! Boy! I heard that you want to be the captain? Where did you get the courage?"

"Even IE has the courage to ask if it can be my default browser, why don't I have the courage to be the captain?"

"The father of IE is Microsoft, how about you?"

"...Speaking out will scare you to death." My father is the system, so he asked you if you were afraid.

"Okay, just kidding," Hewedes laughed and rubbed his hair, "Then I will start training you now, the first step as the captain, attend the press conference, come on, I will teach you How do you deal with those annoying reporters."

"You don't mess with my three-goal-per-game hairstyle."

"..."

Huntelaar: "Boy, are you implicating me?"

The top scorer in the Bundesliga, the top scorer in the team, the efficiency is not even half of Yang Feng.

How can it be.

Draxler: "I really want to kill him."

Atsuto Uchida was still snapping his fingers, "Three goals in the German Super Cup, one goal in the Bundesliga, three goals this time, is 7 divided by 3 equal to 3?"

Farfan thought about it for a while, and said firmly: "Of course not, 7 divided by 3 is obviously 4, oh my god, Yang averaged 4 goals per game?"

Fuchs couldn't stand it anymore, "People are talking about the scoring rate in the finals, right?"

Huntelaar said depressedly: "It's not good at all..."

He can still fight for the scoring rate in other games, but when it comes to the scoring rate in the finals, he is a P.

　Some people said that Nana was too tall, and then I set my sights on Shushu... Once again, I was frantically testing the edge of the book...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)