Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 117
Adler threw the ball to Barnetta, hoping that he would use this opportunity to control the ball at his feet and give the team a chance to breathe.Barnetta obviously also had this thought in mind, he controlled the ball slowly and slowly wandered around the sideline, and Mo Fei rushed forward.

Seeing the person coming, Barnetta felt dizzy for a while.The opponent is like a stunned young man, his defensive skills are terrible, but he is just annoying. No matter how many times you pass him, he will turn around and stick up again with his excellent explosive power, which is very annoying.

Sure enough, Barnetta swayed, and kicked Mo Fei away with a kick.But then he felt a bump on his back, and a figure flashed and entangled him again.

"This annoying guy!" Looking at the No. 77 player in front of him, Barnetta was also annoyed, wishing to kick him off the field.But the current situation is good, anyway, the ball is at his feet, and it is unrealistic for the opponent to steal it easily, just to give his teammates more breathing room.Immediately took the ball and continued to entangle with Mo Fei.

Could it be that he is also very clear about the opponent's mind.But the opponent is not in a hurry, and he who is in the lead is naturally not in a hurry, he sticks to the opponent patiently, anyway, he just doesn't let the opponent break through easily.But all of a sudden, from the corner of his eyes, he could see a blue figure quietly moving towards this side, with a cold smile on his mouth.

Barnetta felt a hint of conspiracy, and hurried to protect the ball sideways to prevent the opponent from reaching out to steal it.

"Trankelo, be careful..."

Barnetta was taken aback by the urgent calls from his teammates behind him, and hurriedly focused on Mo Fei, but there was no sign of him in front of him.The opponent had already passed him and ran behind him.

Just as he was stunned, the football was taken away when his feet were empty.

It turned out that Weiss quietly walked around behind Barnetta, and when the other party was entangled with Mo Fei and distracted, he quickly grabbed the ball and took the ball away.

Mo Fei naturally noticed the movement of his teammates, immediately crossed Barnetta and ran towards the left.Sure enough, Weiss, who got the football, didn't choose to dribble the ball, and sent the ball directly in front of Murphy with a big kick.Could it be that he speeded up and quickly caught up with the football.Mo Fei galloped openly on the left, and within a few big steps, he reached the bottom line.

Castro didn't care to curse "Barnetta is an idiot" in his heart, and hurried forward.He is also very helpless. To be honest, this is the most uncomfortable game he has ever played in his career.Known as one of the best young full-backs of the new generation, he became a complete joke in this game, and his opponents took turns to break through and beat him into a sieve.He can't find any confidence to stop his opponent at all, and he can only pray that the opponent will not pass from him again.

His prayers seemed to have worked.After Salihovic left the field, Serna seldom assisted and stepped forward, which made him a lot easier.Just when he was secretly thankful, he never thought that this oriental boy, who looked younger than him, was even worse than the previous one.It was like a gust of wind, leaving him behind without giving him a chance to react at all.When it made him feel even more painful, the opponent's feet were also excellent, and it was not enough to pass him once. When he caught up, he even stepped on the ball and changed the line, ravaging him again.

But no matter how timid he is, if Castro doesn't want to be sidelined in the future, he still has no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward.But he made up his mind to put on a show, and he couldn't stop him anyway, so why bother.It's just a cross, and there are a few central defenders behind.

Sure enough, when Could Fei was sprinting to the bottom line, Castro stretched out his foot to block it like a human being.But Could it be that he smiled slyly, buckled lightly, and slipped past the bottom line.

"Oops, cut inside!" Castro yelled badly, and wanted to turn around and stick it up, but his center of gravity was unstable and he fell directly to the ground.

Throwing off Castro's defense, Mo Fei went straight into the penalty area.Adler quickly moved to the left, but Hyypia could only drop Obasi, who was sticking to him, and came up to defend.The angle of the shot was blocked, and the opponent's defender forced him up. Instead of continuing to dribble, Could Fei swiped the ball to the right sideways, opened the gap, and passed the ball.

Obasi understood and appeared on the path of the football at the right time, and shot the ball.The football hit the opponent's goal fiercely, but Adler moved quickly and flew to block it.Friedrich runs to the ball and makes a move to clear with his big foot.

But when his right foot was about to touch the football, a long leg appeared in front of his eyes, kicking the football first.When he kicked the opponent's leg with his big foot, a thick fleshy feeling came.He secretly thought it was bad, and hurriedly raised his eyes to look at the goal.

Adler collapsed helplessly to the ground.The football, drawing a strange arc, slowly fell into the net.

4;0!

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL! The goal is scored again! Hoffenheim scored again! The goal is a young player from China—Could it be! This goal reflects his outstanding speed and awareness, risking being kicked by the opponent Hazard, what a creative way to send a ball into the net with an unconventional kick! This is a brave lad! Let's cheer him on!"

Mo Fei rubbed his slightly bruised calf, got up and stomped twice.But when he saw the football being sent into the net by him, a wave of ecstasy rushed into his heart.

I scored?Is this how my first Bundesliga goal came?
Could it be that surprise appeared on his face, and then he looked at the goal again in disbelief.The ball is lying quietly in the net.

I really scored!

Quickly picked up the football in the net, flew back to his own half, and threw himself into the arms of his teammates.

"I scored a goal!" I scored a goal! "Could it be that he ran and yelled, and couldn't hide the excitement on his face. The teammates seemed to understand the mood of this "Bundesliga rookie", and they all smiled and congratulated him.

On the sidelines, Lannick felt slightly relieved when he saw Mo Fei running around the field as if nothing had happened.If you are kicked and injured by your opponent for a goal, it will be a big loss.However, seeing the joyful face of his beloved disciple, Lannik applauded lightly, congratulating him from afar.

"It's so fucking beautiful!"

Long Yue shouted at the computer screen, then jumped up, the beer can in his hand was pinched and deformed, and the yellow liquid was sprayed flying all over the sky.But he didn't care, at the moment he was already immersed in the joy of Mo Fei's goal.This outstanding lad finally ushered in his first top-flight goal in the Bundesliga, which made him feel extremely happy.This Bundesliga game was broadcast to audiences across the country. There must be many fans who have seen their compatriots perform so well in the European arena. He can foresee how fierce and crazy the domestic media will report tomorrow.

"The editor-in-chief really has the foresight!" Long Yue finished celebrating alone, and continued to sit down and watch the screen.Looking at the wanton celebration figure in the camera, the young man's face was filled with a bright and excited smile, and Long Yue couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart.On the stage where everyone is looking forward to, there is a Huaxia person who uses his own efforts to prove to the world the excellence of the Huaxia people!In Long Yue's heart, he became more eager and eager for his upcoming European work trip.

"I'm stupid, I scored a goal!"

"Brother Fei is really awesome!"

"Good shot! Beautiful!"

The city of NC under the dark night looked so quiet, but suddenly there were crazy roars from an Internet cafe in the city center, breaking the tranquility of the surroundings.

It was Wang Hao and others who "escaped" from the dormitory again.Seeing Mo Fei score the ball with an unconventional shooting action, the crowd roared excitedly.

"J8 is making trouble! Labor and management are playing games, MD, it will affect the mood of buddies!"

"You're stupid, do you still want me to watch movies! My brother is studying life movies in the island country, don't J8 be so frivolous!"

The surrounding customers who were quietly surfing the Internet glared at them when they heard howling wolves. It seems that the ghostly screams of Wang Hao and others really annoyed everyone.Several youths even stood up from their seats and walked towards Wang Hao and the others.

"I said, what are you guys watching? Are you yelling? Do you need a beating? Hey, watching football? Which team is it?" A young man with yellow hair moved his head over and shouted at the crowd, but It's seeing a football game playing on the screen.He is also a football lover, and he didn't care about arguing with a few people. When he got interested, he asked aloud.

"Hoffenheim vs. Leverkusen! We Huaxia scored a goal! Did you see that, it's the number 77!" Wang Hao had a proud look on his face when he heard the other party's question, and pointed to the slow playback on the screen. Camera, raised his head and said, "Did you see, number 77, could it be, my buddy!"

"Hey, it's true! This kid really gives our Huaxia fans a face!" Huang Mao took a closer look, no, the one who was galloping to celebrate was not an authentic Huaxia face.He suddenly remembered a report he had read about Huaxia youths playing football in Europe. Could it be that this kid was talking about?

"Hey, I seem to have a little impression? Yes, it's him. He used to play in Sichuan Quanxing! Now he's in Germany. I didn't expect him to score so soon. It seems that he is doing well in Germany. Not bad. Okay, good job." Huang Mao was not polite, pulled a stool from the side, and sat down.He also forgot that he came here to find fault with these people, and now he just wants to sit down and watch the game well.

Several other youths looked at each other in blank dismay.But seeing that the boss was sitting still and not leaving, they each found a place to sit down and watch together.

"Pretty, kill him!"

"You can't take care of yourself!"

After a long while, the cheers from the Internet cafe became more fanatical and violent. More and more customers were dissatisfied, but more and more people were sitting behind Wang Hao's computer, cheering for the Chinese boy on the screen together!
Could it be really exciting.As a rookie, although you can always get the chance to play, you don't have much time. It is not easy to perform well in the limited time.In this game, the head coach gave him enough time, which gave him more time to show himself.He also lived up to this hard-won opportunity, relying on his own efforts to spell out an opportunity that was not a chance, and scored his first Bundesliga goal.

(End of this chapter)