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"For this player, what do you think?"

Uncle Zhancheguo's face changed, and his whole body became energetic all of a sudden, as if he had been asked what he wanted to ask.

He looked at the reporter, and asked back first: "Are you from Longguo? Are you with the wind?"

"Yes."

"Then I'm going to say, bring Mai closer."

The uncle took the wheat to his mouth, and then said to the camera: "Longguo people, I know you are a football desert, and it is not easy to find someone who can play in the Bundesliga."

"But I advise you to advise your kid, don't be too careless!"

"I heard before that he wants to snatch the Golden Boot this season!"

"Hahahahahaha, tell him, it's impossible! Go home and sleep!"

"Our Aubameyang can kill him in seconds. If you don't believe me, just watch today's game and see how the players you are proud of will be destroyed by us!"

After finishing this long paragraph, the uncle raised his eyebrows at the Longguo reporter, then turned and left.

It seems that he also knows that it is not a good behavior to spray Chen Yufeng in front of his fellow countrymen.

It would be embarrassing to stay.

Chapter 77 Westfalenstadion!The game is on!Aubameyang scored first!

And at this time.

There are also many fans passing by here, and through the actions of the uncle just now, they also guessed the nationality of the Longguo reporter.

They also gestured towards the camera lens with grim expressions on the side.

"Let your Longguo boy go home, he will show his true colors in this stadium!"

"Isn't it a genius? Fuck you, wait for a big defeat-!"

"He couldn't score a single goal in this stadium today! Our defenders will guard him like hell."

"A rookie wants to compete for the Golden Boot with our Aubameyang. I don't know where the courage comes from! Aubameyang's opponent is only Lewandowski!"

"********!"

"..."

There are also a lot of swear words that can only be typed.

The Longguo reporter who worked on a self-media account was a little embarrassed for a while, and ended the interview hastily.

He also walked towards the stadium, ready to watch the game live.

"Liu Qi, are you not recording?"

Behind him, the photographer followed up and asked in confusion.

Liu Qi shrugged helplessly, and said: "How can I record this, let's go into the arena, and then record some inside and outside of the arena."

"What were they talking about? It doesn't feel like a good thing."

The photographer was a little curious.

"It's all swear words, calling Chen Yufeng too arrogant, saying that he is not worthy to compete with Aubameyang for the golden boot."

Liu Qi smiled wryly and said.

"Fuck, four games and four goals, don't you have the strength to compete for the Golden Boot?"

As a native of Longguo, the photographer must be a little angry, "These people are too crazy, they don't take others seriously."

"No way, Dortmund is strong, and their striker Aubameyang is the top striker in Europe." Liu Qi said helplessly.

The cameraman also followed Liu Qi towards the field, saying, "I just hope Chen Yufeng can score a goal today, so relieve us."

"If you can really enter...it's really relieved."

Liu Qi thought for a while, and said: "We can even edit him into a video comparing before and after, so as to relieve fans."

"But at Dortmund's home court, I really don't know whether he can score or not."

"Let's go in and watch." The photographer shook his head, didn't say much, and followed Liu Qi into the arena.

All around.

The crowds of Dortmund fans also set foot on the way to enter the stadium.

Today the ratio of Dortmund fans to Stuttgart fans is about three to one.

Three out of every four people are Dortmund fans.

Today they will sit in the stands they are familiar with again, cheering for their home team.

Soon.

Fans from both sides are seated in the arena.

The fan organizations of the two teams also began to organize fans to cheer for their home team.

Soon, a Bumblebee fan flag was pulled up in the east stand of the stadium, shaking violently!

Shocked people's hearts!

Demonstration to the people of Stuttgart from afar!

The fans of Dortmund also shouted quickly and neatly, turning up the atmosphere of the game.

They also held a yellow ribbon in their hands and held it in their palms, ready to throw it out after the players from both sides entered the field.

"Hey! Hey! VFB!!"

"Hey! Hey! VFB!!"

"Wirklatschenalleindiehande!!"

"..."

The fans of Stuttgart were not to be outdone, and sang the team song in their own stands of the stadium, while clapping their hands neatly.

In a stadium that can accommodate 8 people.

Today is full.

As many as [-] Dortmund fans and [-] Expedition Stuttgart fans shouted together, and the shouts in the stadium were loud and powerful!

Fans on both sides are also waiting.

Waiting for their own players to play.

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Players from both sides have lined up in two vertical lines, waiting for the referee's entry instructions.

Stuttgart lineup.

Chen Yufeng looked towards the opponent's lineup with some curiosity, watching the opponent's top stars.

In the Bundesliga.

In addition to Stuttgart and Bayern, he knows more about Dortmund's lineup.

Suddenly, Chen Yufeng saw an unusual gaze, which seemed to be somewhat hostile towards him.

It belongs to Shinji Kagawa.

Ok?

Chen Yufeng was slightly surprised. Even Aubameyang, who had a competitive relationship with him, nodded to him in a friendly way just now.

This Kagawa Shinji can't get along with him, what kind of expression is this?

Chen Yufeng's eyes suddenly moved, thinking of something.

This should be because he feels that he is about to snatch the title of the number one football star in Asia...

That's why...

Thinking of this, Chen Yufeng felt relieved, and just smiled back at this expression.

Kagawa Shinji's strength is beyond doubt.

It is also the pride in the history of Asian football players.

But compared with the current him, or the level he can reach in the future...

It seems that some are really not enough to see, and they can't be counted together.

However, Chen Yufeng also knew.

After Kagawa Shinji plays today, he will definitely take very fierce care of him.

It must be a bit uncomfortable to say that it is uncomfortable.

Kagawa Shinji's physical fitness is so good that no one will feel better if he depends on anyone.

"After playing, you need to speed up the frequency of your feet..."

Chen Yufeng thought in his heart.

Then, he moved his ankles a few times, trying to relax his body as much as possible.

Various actions in the meeting can also be done faster.

"Okay, let's play."

At this time, the referee in front waved his hand, signaling the players to follow him on the court.

Chen Yufeng walked with the team, once again experiencing the feeling of walking from the locker room to the field.

Walking out of the field, seeing the light, when the players are running toward the field.

"欻拉..."

"欻拉..."

Around the stadium, clusters of yellow ribbons were suddenly thrown out from the viewing area of ​​Dortmund fans.

Dye the entire fan stand yellow, very uniform and beautiful.

This is a traditional project of Dortmund, and everyone likes it.

Of course, except for the staff who clean up the stadium at the end.

"Hi......!"

"Hi......!"

"Roar......!"

"Hi......!"

"Hi......!"

"Roar......!"

Immediately afterwards, the orderly shouts of Dortmund fans sounded, shocking the hearts of every Stuttgart player on the field.

Standing in the center of the field, Chen Yufeng was also a little shocked when he heard the shouts coming and going from all around.

Is this the Westfalenstadion...

Every year, the atmosphere of the top ten home stadiums can be ranked in the top three or even the first stadium...

Really good atmosphere!

Players who play here should be very happy...

And in the center of the field at this time.

Stuttgart goalkeeper and captain Dieter and Dortmund's captain Reus stood next to the referee and were tossing sides.

The referee tossed the coin high, then pinched it in his hand again, opened it and took a look.

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"Coin heads, VfB Stuttgart, pick side."