At seventeen, I went to Spain to win the World Cup

"Lin Chen dribbles the ball upwards, very fast!"

"Approaching the penalty area, forming a favorable situation of four against four in the frontcourt!"

Lin Chen dribbles the ball while observing, constantly turning his head left and right, trying to find space.

Ferran Torres runs the smartest, Ruiz retreats to cover.

Ferran Torres takes advantage of the situation to move forward, Lin Chen decisively picks up the ball and hits it into the penalty area!

"What a good pass!"

"Over the top pass! Ferran Torres catches the ball!"

"One-on-one!"

"Shoot!!!"

"Beautiful!!!" He Wei shouted!

"Ferran Torres didn't waste the opportunity!"

"This shot was very exciting, it reminded me of the golden boy Toni!"

"Spain took the lead before the end of the first half!"

"Lin Chen's pass was perfect!"

"It just landed where the goalkeeper couldn't touch it, and Ferran Torres could shoot directly!"

Ferran Torres was very excited after scoring the goal. He knelt on one knee, motioned Lin Chen to put his right foot on it, and did the classic shoe-wiping celebration.

Denia was very happy. Spain's hope of advancing will also increase if they can enter the second half with a one-goal lead.

The remaining minutes of the first half ended, and the game entered the halftime break.

"They will definitely change their style of play in the second half."

"In every one of Mali's previous group matches, if they fell behind in the second half, they would launch a stronger stranglehold and collision."

"So we must show more resilience in the second half!"

When Denia said this, his eyes were fixed on Lin Chen.

There is no doubt that when it comes to toughness, hardness, and real manliness in the entire Spanish team, Lin Chen, who is sitting in the middle of the locker room and wearing the No. 10 jersey, is the best choice!

After the second half of the game, the situation was exactly as Denia expected.

Mali's midfield was madly colliding, madly pressing, and fierce physical confrontation affected Spain's offensive rhythm.

At this time, Lin Chen stood up like a god of war.

"Doucoure dribbled in the middle, rushed around, and dribbled the ball very fast!"

"Lin Chen was chasing, rushing from the side, and forcibly pushed Doucoure away and intercepted the ball!"

"Also 17 years old, but Lin Chen seemed to be telling Doucoure, I am not afraid of confrontation in the Premier League, so how can I be afraid of you?!"

63rd minute of the game!

"Surround the middle, three people double-team!"

"Lin Chen guards the ball tightly and won't drop it, pass it back to Antonio and push it to the right."

"Ferran Torres has a chance, dribble forward!"

"Go down the right side and pass it to the left!"

"Gomez gets the ball and crosses it!"

"Inverted triangle!!!"

Gomez made an inverted triangle, Lin Chen who came in from behind got rid of Doucoure, and kicked it from the top of the penalty area!

"Bang!!!"

The ball hit the defender with a loud bang, and then bounced in front of Lin Chen.

Follow up and shoot again!

Second burst of volley!

Like a venomous snake spitting out an apricot!

Go straight to the lower left corner of the goal!

"Swish!!!"

"Hahahaha!" He Wei laughed!

"Lin Chen scored, scored, scored!"

"Two to zero!"

"Spain has the upper hand and scored again, completely suppressing Mali!"

"They proved with their strong performance that they are the strong contenders for the championship!"

After scoring the goal, Lin Chen was so excited that he rushed to the scene and jumped up on the billboard!

Ferran Torres rushed over behind him and lifted him up, which was another iconic arrogant and domineering celebration!

Spanish fans went completely crazy!

"He is the embodiment of magic! He is the reincarnation of the God of War! He is... He is..."

"One person scored two goals. If Spain successfully enters the semi-finals, the best player in the quarter-finals must be Lin!"

"Although Spain was originally the favorite to win the championship, I didn't have much hope, but with Lin now, my confidence is skyrocketing!"

Lopetegui in the stands was extremely satisfied, and Barnett, who was sitting next to him, handed him a beer.

"The Spanish national team's midfielders are too old this year, and they need a young man to provide firepower."

As he was speaking, Barnett handed over another good Cuban cigar, and the strength of the top agent was clearly demonstrated at this moment.

"It is indeed suitable." Lopetegui gave an affirmative answer, and Barnett breathed a sigh of relief.

In Barnett's view, it is extremely important for Lin Chen to be able to participate in the World Cup.

After the game resumed, the rhythm was completely under the control of Spain.

The ball possession rate was once 28, and Mali could only barely control the ball when he cleared the siege or blocked the Spanish attack to complete the steal.

In the end, the referee blew the whistle to end the game!

He Wei was very happy.

"The game is over, fans!"

"Mali is leaving, they have tried their best."

"We can see that many young players areCrying, but they deserve to leave with their heads held high! "

"Spain will continue to move forward, and Lin Chen is still blowing the midfield rhapsody!"

"I don't know whether Spain will win the championship, and I don't know how Lin Chen will grow in the next three or five years."

"But what I know is that Lin Chen is the best player in this U17 World Cup so far!"

"I see endless potential in him!"

"Dear fans, this commentary ends here for you."

"Three days later, in the semi-finals of the U17 World Cup, Spain will fight against France, another strong dialogue!"

"I will continue to wait in the live broadcast room to give you the commentary, and at the same time, the other semi-final match will be between England and Croatia."

"The winners of the four teams will meet in the final to compete for the highest honor of this U17! "

The live camera kept giving Lin Chen, who was selected as the best player of the game.

Doucoure found Lin Chen as soon as possible and wanted to exchange jerseys. The two chatted while walking.

Lin Chen admired Doucoure very much. He knew that this style of midfielder would definitely have his own place in the Premier League.

Doucoure looked at Lin Chen with stars in his eyes. He longed to become a midfielder like Lin Chen.

Before the live broadcast, most of the Spanish fans, Chinese fans, Liverpool fans, etc. had golden eyes.

Especially some fanatical female fans , staring at Lin Chen like a hungry wolf or a ferocious tiger!

As soon as he entered the locker room, Denia took the lead in cheering, the young players celebrated loudly, and the locker room turned into a sea of ​​joy!

And Lin Chen, who was selected as the best player, was being interviewed by reporters.

The person interviewing Lin Chen was a white-haired English beauty reporter, Mai Kou, nicknamed the first charming female reporter in England.

Facing Lin Chen, Mai Kou obviously had a glance.

"Lin, this U17 World Cup has successfully entered the semi-finals. Do you look forward to winning the final championship?"

Lin Chen smiled and said.

"It's a lie to say that I don't want to win the championship."

"There's no need to be modest, but I don't want to be arrogant."

"I am starting from my own and the team's strength, and I think it reasonably but firmly."

"Any team that wants to win the championship must show 200% of its state when facing us."

"Because we are the most powerful contenders for the championship!"