I can increase the scoring rate in football

Porto takes this league seriously, and so does Sporting Lisbon.

In the just-concluded Europa League group stage, Lei Yu scored 8 goals in 6 games, averaging 1.3 goals per game.

Although there has always been a huge gap between the teams in the Europa League, the number of goals scored in a single Golden Boot is much greater than in the Champions League during the same period.

However, there are only a handful of strong teams in the past century that can turn the Europa League group stage into a "playing house" game.

The reason is simple.

If a team was really good, it would have already played in the Champions League!

The most hyped thing in the media at present is that if Porto can reach the last place in the Europa League, the Golden Boot may be taken away by an Asian!

This is true for the Europa League, let alone the Portuguese Cup.

So far, Porto has played three Portuguese Cup games and has also won consecutive victories.

In these three games, Lei Yu still maintained a superb scoring efficiency.

3 goals and 1 assist in 3 games, the average number of goals per game also reached 1.0.

Although Lei Yu has only 2 goals and 3 assists so far in the league, after 13 league rounds, Lei Yu has played less than 270 minutes in total.

Not surprisingly, Lei Yu's performance in Porto was directly praised by the media as the "King of the Cup"!

At the same time, tidbits about Lei Yu are even hotter!

"Will Ray play today?"

"When Ray goes on the field, will he still get kisses from the cheerleaders?"

"Is a cheerleader's kiss really effective?"

Whenever they hear questions like this, fans know that this guy must be from out of town.

"Ha, although Ray is a substitute in the league, as long as he is sitting on the sidelines, no opponent will take it lightly!"

“Since discovering that Benfica’s cheerleaders can provide buffs to Ray, Porto’s cheerleaders will sacrifice themselves for the team every home game! What? You say this violates human rights? What a joke, do you know how many girls there are in Porto?

Want to taste Lei’s ‘Fragrance’?”

"As for whether it works...are your eyes panting? Ray has scored 13 goals for Porto this season!"

Sporting Lisbon's head coach Sammer conducted an in-depth study of all Porto's games this season, and he came to a very simple conclusion: before that damn Chinese midfielder comes on the field, the opponent must be defeated in advance, at least

Also lead by two goals or more!

"That mine is a time bomb!"

"He's very cunning!"

"He is smarter than most people in how he uses his body! Boas also knows this very well."

"Why should Ray come off the bench?"

“It’s easy!”

"Have you ever seen a flexible tank?"

"That's right, it's like Lei!"

"When you are slack and tired, he can start the charge mode, easily crush the defense formed by all of you, and then break through your goal in one fell swoop."

"Faced with such an opponent, we must resolve the battle before he activates!"

"have you understood?"

During the game, Sammer glanced at the coaching bench next to him from time to time, always paying attention to whether Lei Yu got the warm-up instructions from Villas-Boas.

Every time Lei Yu stood up to warm up, his heart would rise to his throat unconsciously; every time Lei Yu returned to the bench after warming up and sat down, the fifty-year-old head coach would breathe a sigh of relief.

"Lei, have you noticed? The opposite coach is always staring at you!" Guarin whispered to Lei Yu on the bench.

"Staring at me? What do you mean?" Lei Yu frowned.

"Well, he's still looking at you!"

Following Guarin's fingers, Lei Yu happened to see Summer quickly turn his head to the other side.

Such suspicious behavior really made Lei Yu pay attention.

"Lei, do you think it could be..."

"Shet, please don't say that word out, I'll vomit!"

Lei Yu has had enough!

After arriving in Porto, I was labeled as a "gay" for no reason. Why is it that even an old man in his 50s or 60s is still looking at me?

Are all foreigners playing bt like this?

I have "wronged" myself enough!

Every time before going on the field, I kiss each of my cheerleaders.

Doesn’t this prove my orientation?

Doesn't this make you let me go?

Shet!

You old prank!

Lei Yu cursed viciously in his heart.

From the perspective of Porto fans, it is normal for Lei Yu to play as a substitute in the league, but a group of domestic reporters in the press area were not calm.

Having not seen Lei Yu play with their own eyes, they had no idea at all, and even suspected that all Porto fans had united to make a joke on themselves.

"Brother Zhang, can Lei Yu really play? Why do I get more and more panicked as I watch?"

"Old Zhao, is this Lei Yu really as awesome as the rumors say?"

"Xiao Li, didn't Lei Yu just go to warm up? Why did he sit down again?"

Because the opponent's coach was "peeping", Lei Yu no longer dared to get up to warm up.

He casually took a jersey and covered his face, leaned on the bench and fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, someone slapped me hard on my thigh.

"Lei, get up, the first half of the game is over!"

"Is it over?" Lei Yu rubbed his eyes, "How many versus how many?"

I glanced up at the scoreboard and saw that it was 0-0, with neither team scoring a goal.

Seeing his teammates leaving the field one after another, Lei Yu stood up, stretched, and joked to Hulk and others:

"What are you guys doing? You can't score at home? Are you waiting for me to come on and be the savior?"

"Nonsense! Just watch, we will score even if you don't play in the second half!" Hulk waved his fist in front of Lei Yu.

Porto had several offensive opportunities in the first half, but none of the shots came from Hulk.

He was also very depressed, always feeling that if those shots were his, the goals would have been scored long ago.

When they arrived under the cross stands in the players' tunnel, the fans in the stands shouted loudly.

"Lei, do you need a kiss from me? I can help you stack buffs!"

"And I, Ray, can show you my bear too!"

"Lei, you can grab my bear and kiss me, as long as you can score a goal!"

"Lei, I don't have a bear, but I have Dio! You can drag my Dio and kiss me! The prerequisite is that you must defeat those guys in Lisbon!"

Before Lei Yu could say anything, his teammates beside him whistled.

"Lei, you are so beautiful!"

Lei Yu lowered his head in embarrassment and hurried into the players' tunnel.

This scene happened to be seen by a Chinese reporter who squeezed over.

"Hello, beauty, I am a journalist from China. Can I keep you for a moment?" A Chinese reporter who spoke Portuguese came up and asked.

"Chinese reporter? Lei's compatriot? Great!" The beautiful girl shook her wavy blond hair.

"Excuse me, were you shouting Lei just now? What did you say to him?"

"I asked him if he needed my kiss. If so, I could give it to him for free! As long as he can help us win!"

After hearing the other party's answer, the Chinese reporter looked embarrassed.

He has never heard that kiss can add goals!

"Um...can you be more specific? I really didn't understand."

"It's like this. As long as Lei gets a girl's kiss before going on the field, his fighting power will increase..." The blonde girl explained Lei Yu's performance these days with embarrassment, and at the end she licked her lips, "I really envy those cheerleaders.

, If I were younger, I would apply for the job, and I would also like to kiss Lei at public expense!"

Seeing the lonely expression on each other's faces, the Chinese reporter and his companion looked at each other.

Foreigners are so open-minded!

And what kind of good fortune does Lei Yu have?

Is he here to play football or to "recruit"?

Why are every Porto girl so generous?

I can’t tell how handsome Lei Yu is!

So there is only one possibility, this woman is out of her mind!

No, let’s interview another man!

Three minutes later, the two Chinese people stood completely stunned on the spot.

After repeated confirmation, the answer of this rough man with a full beard was exactly the same as that of the girl with big boobs.

What the hell is this?

Male and female?

Isn’t this too magical?

What kind of league is the Portuguese Super League?

"Brother Zhang, what do you think we should do about this matter? How should we write our manuscript?"

"How else to write? Just write it as it is! Who makes Lei Yu so charming?"

At this moment, players from both sides walked out of the player tunnel one after another.

As soon as Lei Yu showed up, Porto's cheerleaders couldn't wait to surround him and lined up to chat with Lei Yu.

After having countless "experiences", Lei Yu is already familiar with the road.

Facing these wolf-like cheerleaders, I just simply slapped them on the cheek, and then hurried to the next one.

Such a gorgeous scene, the fans howled one after another in the stands.

Countless Chinese reporters pointed their cameras at Lei Yu and captured this moment in photos, which were immediately sent back to China.