bestfiction Chapter 207 Everyone Stands Up, Udi Fans Cheer Ye Chen
Chapter 207 Everyone Stands Up, Udi Fans Cheer Ye Chen
Chivu looked nervously at the surrounding Udinese fans and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Hehe, hehehe..."
In order to hide his nervousness, Chivu laughed dryly, nodded to the people on the left and right, and sat down slowly.
The eyes of these Udinese fans hit Chivu on the face like a knife, making his face hot!
This is the fan area of Udinese. If I celebrate so recklessly, I won't be beaten by the crowd...
Chivu was afraid of his recklessness. After all, he thought that he had left Inter Milan for a long time, and he could watch the game of his old club in a calm way.
But unexpectedly, seeing Ye Chen's astounding performance now, Chivu still couldn't hold back, and shouted out from the stands of the opposing fans.
"It's awesome, it's awesome, I'll rely on it!"
A Udinese fan pointed to the replay of Ye Chen's goal on the big screen of the stadium and said with emotion.
"What does he think, I can't even think of this action in the game!"
Another Udinese fan, head in hands.
In the stands where Chivu was located, almost all Udinese fans looked away from Chivu and turned to the big screen in the stadium.
"The human ball has been divided, or twice! Every time is a perfect choice, I admire it!"
"Haha, our goalkeeper was frightened by him and jumped into the air!"
"If I remember correctly, the Brazilian football king, Pele, used to have a fake goalkeeper who moved the ball without moving the ball. Unfortunately, he passed the goalkeeper, but when he faced an empty goal, he hit the ball crookedly!"
"Ye Chen from Inter Milan has done what Pele didn't even do!"
"My God, when will we have a player as awesome as Ye Chen, I really envy them Inter Milan!"
"Today's ticket is worth it, I saw it with my own eyes, a goal that can win the Pushkars Award!"
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
applaud!
A tidal wave of applause poured out from the stands of the Udinese home fans!
All Udinese fans stood up and cheered for Ye Chen's great goal!
Protracted applause, like gas, filled every corner of the Udinese stadium.
Those fans who know football, although Ye Chen scored a goal for the team as an opponent, but such a great goal performance has already surpassed the scope of the opponent——
This is the pure art of football. Every football fan will be deeply touched by this goal!
Ye Chen was on the field and heard the applause of the Udinese home fans.
His eyes lit up, quite surprised!
This is the first time he heard opponent fans cheering for his wonderful performance in Serie A!
After all, Serie A is no better than the Premier League. The fans here are more conservative and treat their opponents more meanly.
However, today's Ye Chen made the opponent's fans overwhelmed by his own strength!
"Thank you, thank you!"
Ye Chen raised his hands high and applauded the Udinese fans in the stands.
Lukaku on the side looked stupid!
If Lukaku was shocked by Ye Chen's two man-made goals just now, then all the Udinese fans stood up and applauded Ye Chen, which completely stunned Lukaku!
He looked at Ye Chen enviously, "Oh my God... Ye Chen let the opponent applaud him, this is the first time I saw it in the Serie A field!"
There was also a proud smile on Barrera's face.
He put his hands on his hips and stuck out his tongue.
"Brother Ye is too strong hahaha, he directly defeated the opponent's fans!"
In the stands where the Udinese fans stood and applauded excitedly,
Chivu is sitting in a daze.
His sight was blocked by the backs of the surrounding Udinese fans.
Chivu looked around. The expressions of these fans were extremely excited. They were happier than seeing their own players score goals!
"This...hahahaha, interesting, very interesting!"
He still couldn't stop laughing!
Just ten seconds ago, Chivu was worried about his personal safety, for fear of being surrounded by Udinese fans!
But now, seeing them all applauding for Ye Chen's heaven-defying performance, Chi Wo's hanging heart finally let go.
Lao Tzu is safe!
"Ding Ding Ding!"
Chivu's cell phone rang, and he looked down, and it was Inter Milan's general manager Marotta calling.
As soon as he answered, Marotta's furious voice came from the microphone!
"Chivu! Why did you go to the stands of Udinese! I saw you on the big screen in the stadium! You are still celebrating so excitedly, do you want to kill you! Get down quickly and come to me!"
Chivu stood up Ali and looked towards the stands of Inter Milan's away fans.
Four or fifty meters away, there was a bald man in a black suit, with an anxious expression, waving desperately at him.
That is Inter Milan general manager Marotta!
Chivu held the mobile phone in one hand and raised the other hand high, responding to Marotta.
"It's okay, I'm fine here, don't worry Marotta!"
The first half ended with a score of 1-0.
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Spain, Camp Nou.
Almost at the same time, the 35th round of La Liga between Barcelona and Sevilla was going on.
In the first half, with Suarez's two goals, Barcelona led the opponent 2-0 at home early, and it was almost a matter of course to win the game.
Home locker room.
Suarez rushed in, and you picked up your phone from the closet.
"Hey, Ye Chen from Inter Milan scored again this round!"
Suarez turned around and saw Messi who had just entered the locker room door.
These two are hardcore players in Barcelona, and their children are also studying in the same school. On weekdays, whether it is family gatherings or holidays, the two are inseparable good friends.
"Messi, you have to hurry up, Ye Chen is only one goal away from you, you have to be careful about your European golden boots, don't keep passing the ball to me, you have to shoot when you should, you can't let this 18 The old brat stole your golden boot!"
Suarez is worried about Messi.
Boss Mei sat down and stared at Suarez.
"What should I do? For the two opportunities in the first half, your position is better. Of course I will pass it to you."
Messi scratched his head and smiled.
"Suarez, I know you want me to win the European Golden Boot, but we are not the same as Inter Milan!"
"Where is the difference, are we worse than Inter Milan? In the Champions League final, we have to beat them hard!"
"That's not true," Messi paused, "Inter Milan is 8 points ahead of AC Milan, almost winning the championship ahead of schedule, while Real Madrid is right behind us, biting very tightly! Only two points, one goal difference, we In the last four rounds, I have to make sure to win every game, and then I can think about winning the European Golden Boot."
"The honor of the team always comes before my personal honor. I would rather lose the European Golden Boot than lose this season's La Liga championship. What do you think, Suarez?"
Suarez shrugged, "That's true, maybe Ye Chen was really stolen by the golden boot."
"However, it's nothing, you've already won 6 golden boots, this one is not bad!"
A cold light flashed through Suarez's sunken eye sockets, "Beat Real Madrid, win La Liga, beat Inter Milan, win the Champions League, this year's Ballon d'Or, Ronaldo has no chance, it must belong to you Messi!"