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Chapter 57 Advance to the quarterfinals! The goal is to win the championship! (Please follow up)

In the last minute of stoppage time, Lu Chenfeng used a fierce header to overtake the score!

"Beep!!"

The referee quickly blew the whistle to confirm that the goal was valid, making the header no longer variable, and shattering the last psychological defense of all Wolfsburg players!

“Yeah yeah yeah yeah…!!”

The Bochum fans in the audience burst into deafening roars. Everyone stood up from their seats and raised their hands high!

Thousands of emotions were all focused on Lu Chenfeng's goal at this moment, and they exploded at this moment!

If it weren't for the security guards on the sidelines watching eagerly, all the Bochum fans would definitely climb over the stands and rush towards the court to kiss and hug their biggest hero!

Quarterfinals, Bochum is here!

"Yeah yeah yeah!"

From the coach's seat on the sidelines, Lampes had been watching the development of this attack with hope for a long time. Now when he saw Lu Chenfeng finally winning the game, he couldn't help but kneel down, point his hands to the sky and start shouting!

So fierce!

Hat-trick defeats Wolfsburg!

Lu Chenfeng is simply a god!

The other assistant coaches and substitute players were also hugging each other in pairs and celebrating crazily.

On the other side, the Wolfsburg coach's seat.

Wolfsburg's head coach's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. I don't know why, but most of their European coaches seem to have the ability to blush at the speed of light.

The coach leaned back slightly and looked at the Bochum players who were celebrating wildly on the field, with a dazed look in his eyes.

What the hell?

At the last moment, Wolfsburg not only failed to seize an opportunity, but also failed to use their advantages.

Instead, Bochum really scored another goal?!

This year may really end here in the German Cup...lost to a dark polo team Bochum.

Of course, rather than losing to Bochum, it is better to say that they lost to their forward boy Lu Chenfeng!

The coach breathed a long sigh of relief, adjusted his mentality, and then loudly comforted his players who had their heads lowered, telling them that it was okay and there was still a league.

But the Wolfsburg players, who were collectively silent and extremely disappointed and blaming themselves, could not even think of listening to the coach's words at this moment.

Most people stood on the field, exhaling loudly, and even had the urge to cry.

They are Bundesliga players, and they were completely defeated by a Bundesliga team.

They even asked themselves, as far as the game process is concerned, Bochum had no luck at all.

It's all a reflection of the pure personal ability of their center.

Near the sidelines.

Lu Chenfeng flew to the sidelines and performed a hearty slide to celebrate.

His teammates who rushed behind him quickly knocked him down and hugged him in celebration.

Everyone's adrenaline was stimulated to the maximum, with very excited expressions on their faces, and they excitedly held Lu Chenfeng's hand and said.

"The quarterfinals! We are going to the quarterfinals!"

"I want to play Bayern Munich! Play Dortmund!"

"Feng! I'll introduce you to a German girlfriend when I get back!"

"Hat-trick, hat-trick against a Bundesliga team! Your boy must have a bright future!"

"..."

Lu Chenfeng listened to everyone's words with a smile on his face.

When the celebration was over and he walked back, of course he did not forget to give one final counterattack to the Wolfsburg fans who were quite hostile to him.

one two three.

Lu Chenfeng pointed three fingers, pointing at the camera on the sidelines and at the Wolfsburg fans in the stands.

What was different from the previous time was that Wolfsburg fans were silent this time. No one made any more noise, and they seemed to have lost all face.

The next moment, many people gathered near the exit of the stands and began to leave early.

They must accept the fact that Bochum defeated their home team in an upset away game and advanced to the quarterfinals of the cup!

In this case, naturally, the game is not worth watching.

All I can say is, congratulations to Bochum and their No. 31 striker...

…

"Beep! Beep! Beep——!"

Not long after the game restarted, the referee blew the whistle to end the game.

All the Bochum players hugged each other excitedly on the court, celebrating that the team had another upset victory on the road and advanced to the quarterfinals of the German Cup!

Head coach Lampes did the same, celebrating with the assistant coach next to him.

When Lu Chenfeng left the field, his whole body was already a little weak.

In this game, I performed very well, but I was also really tired.

Many times, every shooting opportunity and every attack was obtained by his running!

But the rewards are really great. Taking one step at a time and attacking the championship trophy is the fulfilling state that every player dreams of.

As he was leaving the field, the referee stopped him holding the football.

"Congratulations, kid."

The referee showed a rare smile and handed the football to Lu Chenfeng: "Hat trick, you can take the ball back and keep it."

"Thanks."

Lu Chenfeng nodded and thanked him, took the football with a smile, and then handed it to the team leader on the sidelines, asking him to help keep it and give it to him when he returned.

Since this is a match in the top 16 of the cup, the attention is still quite high.

There will naturally be a press conference after the game.

Lampes chose to lead Morrowind there without any hesitation. This player who was in great form during today's game will definitely be the target of interviews by the media.

Not long after, the press conference was held.

The reporters had already taken their seats, and when they saw Lampes and Lu Chenfeng walking in, they couldn't wait to start the interview.

"Please forgive my rudeness Mr. Lampers, I would like to interview the players around you first."

A yellow-haired female reporter smiled apologetically. After seeing Lampes also smiling indifferently, she looked at Lu Chenfeng and spoke.

"Mr. Lu Chenfeng, first of all, congratulations on your achievements today, and congratulations on your team's successful advancement to the quarterfinals."

"I would like to ask, now that you have reached this point, do you have any higher expectations for your own future and the future of the team in the German Cup?"

After listening to the question, Lu Chenfeng smiled and said: "Of course, for me, it is definitely to follow the team and continue to conquer the city this season and win the golden boots in various competitions."

"At the same time, as for the team, we must strive for the Bundesliga Championship with all our strength. In addition, we will try to achieve a higher ranking in the German Cup."

"Higher ranking, championship?" The female reporter nodded after listening and asked another sharp question.

"Yes, I think every team that reaches the quarter-finals will not target the semi-finals or finals, but the final championship."

Faced with this sharp question, Lu Chenfeng did not hesitate for a long time and said directly: "Our identity is not just a German second division team, we are also the strongest team among the top eight in this year's National Cup."

After the words fell, there was silence, and a touch of surprise appeared on everyone's face.

(End of chapter)