I am Crazy About Money in Football

Da Silva was stunned, but his teammates responded quickly and immediately raised their hands to signal to the referee that Ye Feng committed a foul.

However, the referee said nothing.

The referee was not far from the place of the incident, and he could clearly see the whole process of Ye Feng's tackle, which was clear and shocking.

Without any hesitation, it was as clear as a textbook. Even if Da Silva was brought down later, there was no reason to stop the game.

There was a breath of relief from the stands of the Allianz Arena, neat and heavy, and it sounded extremely shocking.

At this moment, Ye Feng ignored Da Silva who fell to the ground. After maintaining his balance, he stretched out his left foot and controlled the ball under his feet.

Klinsmann raised his eyebrows with excitement on the sidelines. This is the tactical effect he wants.

Ye Feng, a defensive midfielder, is in the front position. When Bayern's attack is terminated, he will counterattack as soon as possible. Once the counterattack is successful, it must be a sudden attack against Karlsruhe.

"Pass the ball to Ribery!" Klinsmann was anxious, wishing that he was now Ye Feng and would play in person.

But at this time, Steindl had already rushed up, blocking Ye Feng for the first time, preventing Ye Feng's next move.

Stindel will also fight back!

Ye Feng originally wanted to pass the ball to Ribery on the left. After all, someone was blocking him now, and he didn't have much chance.

However, who would have thought that, perhaps because of his underestimation or because of his confidence in himself, Stindl actually stretched out his foot to steal the ball under Ye Feng's feet.

This distance, this angle, this timing...

Ye Feng felt that if he didn't shake Stindel away, he would be sorry for Stindel's rashness.

The next moment, before Stindel reached out, Ye Feng stepped on the turf with his right foot as a supporting foot, swiped the ball with the outer instep of his left foot, and rotated his body counterclockwise, as if moving across space, dodging Shi directly. Tyndall's rush.

The Allianz Arena exclaimed and broke out, and all the Bayern fans were shocked by Ye Feng's light-heavy turn and dodge this time.

This is so art!

Bayern fans are no strangers to midfield turns, because Schweinsteiger is now very good at this technical movement.

However, compared with Ye Feng's circle, Schweinsteiger's circle seems to only focus on practicality, and it is not very beautiful to use.

As for Ye Feng's turning circle, it is not an exaggeration to say that this is an artistic masterpiece on the court, and it is even more difficult to make such delicate and smooth movements for Ye Feng's height.

Not to mention Bayern fans, even the Bayern players on the field are even more shocking.

This young man is amazing!

Stindl originally felt that his interception was almost guaranteed. He had already fantasized about grabbing the ball at the feet of Ye Feng, and then driving the ball all the way for a long-distance attack, completely captured the Allianz Stadium, and became famous with one goal...

But his fantasies came to an abrupt end in front of Ye Feng's circle, disappearing extremely abruptly.

This feels ridiculous!

It was as if there was a ballerina in front of him, and then he turned in a circle in front of him, and then turned to the distance, like a dream.

After Stindel was shocked, he was shocked. If he wanted to turn around and rent Ye Feng, he couldn't do it. His waist did not allow him to do so.

Can't turn it around at all!

After this time, Ye Feng had already touched the ball with his right foot, adjusted the direction, and when he looked up again, the opportunity in front of him made Ye Feng's heart itch, as well as his feet, and he couldn't restrain the urge to shoot.

It turned out that after shaking off Stindl, Ye Feng no longer had any defensive players in front of him, and the closest to him was also within the penalty area.

There were no distracting thoughts in his mind, his eyes were focused, and the three-dimensional stripped away, leaving only a rectangular goal in his eyes.

Do you have a better chance?

Won't!

This is the best chance!

Forgot Klinsmann's exhortation to let himself shoot long distances,

Forgetting his defensive tasks and shielding all the hustle and bustle of the Allianz Arena, at this moment, his world is quiet.

Then shoot!

Huaxia heavy artillery!

With a loud snort in his heart, his expression instantly turned hideous, his aura erupted like a real aura, and a black hole attracted the attention of the whole world.

boom!

The Tomahawk missile roared and flew forward without stopping until it shattered the target.

In the blink of an eye, no one could block it, and no one dared to block it. When the ball appeared in front of the Karlsruhe goal, the players on both sides in the penalty area only felt that something was passing by, but they didn't seem to be able to see the ball clearly. look.

Karlsruhe goalkeeper Miller rushed to the right subconsciously. He could see the trajectory of the ball clearly, but his heart was sinking more and more.

Can't touch it!

Can't stop it!

Even though he was still in the air, Miller felt a sense of despair and powerlessness in his heart.

In the shock of everyone's eyes, the ball hit the net violently, and it hit the net for a long time without falling, as if it was about to break through the net and fly into the stands.

The Allianz Stadium exploded, and the Bayern fans shouted and roared wildly. The suppressed emotions of the normal game were released, making the place seem to have become a roaring hell.

The moment the ball hit Karlsruhr's goal, Ye Feng's eyes were filled with disbelief.

I scored a goal?

I scored in a Bundesliga game?

A moment of doubt is like a century.

Then, the system gave him a clear prompt.

"Goal +1, congratulations to the host for getting 20,000 euros."

With a roar, his fists were just clenched together, like a mentally ill patient, sprinting frantically on the court.

When he was about to rush to the sidelines, he jumped high and did a few front flips with great force. Even if he was too excited and didn't have a good balance and almost fell to the ground, it still made Ye Feng feel very vented.

"The labor and management have scored a goal!"

"Labor scored in the Bundesliga!"

"Open your eyes and take a good look, remember, this is God's debut in the Bundesliga!"

"God, come!"

There is no purpose, no pretense, no performance component, just simply venting excitement, even, so excited that you don't know what you are doing at all.

"This kid!" Klinsmann applauded excitedly and scolded with a smile.

He certainly didn't let himself down.

It didn't take long for Ye Feng's mental illness to be caught by the same excited teammates and then pressed there. This action really seems to be arresting mental patients.

"beautiful!"

"You guys really scored!"

"Boy, you're going to be famous!"

"Tell me what it's like to score!"

......

Finally struggling under the pressure of his teammates, Ye Feng still had an unconcealed smile on his face, and his muscles were already sour.

Walking back to my half court surrounded by teammates, constantly questioning the cheering fans along the way, this feeling is more refreshing than going to heaven.

In contrast, goals in the Bundesliga are a bit too childish!

At this moment, Ye Feng is already desperate for a bigger stage. The Bundesliga is his starting point, but it is by no means the end.

He wants to stay in the first team, he wants to play in the Bundesliga, he wants to play in the Champions League.

dream!

Reality!

Compliment each other!

pace!

Don't stop!

......