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"Ma, you know what? If Sevilla was compared to a star, she would be Ladygaga!"

"Why?" This was the first time Ma Fanshu heard such an argument.

The game lasted for more than ten minutes, and Ma Fanshu, who had no intention of watching, had already made friends with the sassy short-haired girl next to him.

It was not only Nasha's proud figure that made Ma Fanshu look at her, but also the profound knowledge of football in her mind.

As if he knows everything!

But how could Ma Fanshu know?

As an agent with only one player under her, Nasha not only helps Lei Yu manage his off-court life, but also helps him collect information on his opponents before games.

I have to say that at this point, Nasha is really a competent "secretary".

"Ambitious and bent on conquering the world, but... neither the team nor the fans ever know what to expect."

"It's so lofty, isn't it?" Ma Fan kept talking, and he could barely understand Nasha's English.

"That's right, such a team will not be Porto's opponent at all." After Nasha finished speaking, she added, "It is also not Lei's opponent."

Seeing Nasha pursuing Lei Yu so much, Ma Fanshu tilted his head curiously: "Sister Nasha, why do you admire Lei Yu so much? What's so good about him?"

"What good is thunder?" Nasha asked back, her eyes curved like two crescent moons.

Then, she pointed at the female fans who stood up and shouted wildly in the visiting team's stands, "If Ray is not good, how come so many female fans like him?"

"This is what I am most confused about!" Ma Fanshu muttered.

At this moment, after blocking another attack from the opponent, Porto got a good chance to counterattack.

After receiving the clearance ball from his teammate, Guarin turned around and handed the ball directly to Lei Yu who ran to respond.

As the ball-controlling midfielder, Lei Yu's task at this time is particularly important.

He has to control the ball before other offensive teammates can get into the right position. Whether he is dribbling by himself or making continuous passes with his teammates, in short, he must control the ball 100% during this period, and he must not be allowed to be

The opponent blocks all paths forward for the ball.

So before running over to catch the ball, Lei Yu shook his head left and right and looked back and forth about five times to see what was going on.

When Jesus came forward, Lei Yu had already completed the ball turn at a suitable angle and was ready to rush forward.

Seeing that Lei Yu didn't even look at him, Jesus' cheeks turned red and painful.

As a native of Sevilla and a youth player, Jesus suffered from severe mental illness when he was young.

During that time, he could not leave his hometown of Seville and his family for a long time, and even the two or three days away from Sevilla to play away games were difficult to overcome.

After a long period of psychological counseling, it was not until 2009 that Jesus overcame this mental illness.

As a person who has personally experienced the double Europa League championship in 2006 and 2007, the original "spiritual boy" has now become the mainstay of Sevilla's midfield.

Nowadays, how can Jesus be willing to be defeated by a young player who is 7 years younger than him in the way he is good at?

But facing Lei Yu today, Jesus felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Dribbling the ball at high speed and changing directions is Jesus' specialty, and a player with such skills is naturally good at his feet.

But every time Lei Yu made a mistake to escape today, he would first block the position with his body, and then turn around calmly while leaning on his opponent.

There is nothing flashy or flashy about such a turn. It would be nice to be able to do it smoothly without being pulled down by the opponent.

But just like this, he turned around successfully again and again, and even Gualin beside him couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

"Lei is so unreasonable!"

"I would have started fighting with him by now!"

While Jesus was still suppressing his resentment, Lei Yu had already brought the ball in front of Chigalini.

Facing the Italian defense, Lei Yu looked relaxed, but Chigalini looked like he was facing a formidable enemy.

Pull the ball with your left foot, step over with your right foot...

Move your body forward, step on the ball and turn around...

Lei Yu simply made a few moves, and the ball continued to spin under his feet, and then he and Lei Yu came behind Chigalini.

Italians are all confused!

How did this kid get there?

okay!

Forget it!

Let’s catch up again!

But just when Cigarini wanted to pursue him, Lei Yu's pace slowed down, just like a driver who deliberately missed another car on the road.

Fortunately, defender Alexis made a fatal tackle, and Lei Yu might have rushed to the penalty area and fired a powerful shot.

"Pay attention, don't let him pass by so easily!" Alexis shouted with a dark face.

Wiping Chigalini's butt is still secondary. It would be embarrassing if he accidentally became Lei Yu's background!

Seeing Lei Yu's skillful and smooth passing, the crazy female fans in the stands were already excited.

If it hadn't been for Alexis's final tackle, these women would have stripped off their entire upper bodies!

"Look, you know how contagious Lei is!"

I have to say that Lei Yu's extraordinary performance is indeed wonderful.

Ma Fanshu was almost assimilated by the other female fans just now. If it hadn't been for Alexis' tackle, she might have stood up and shouted.

Ma Fanshu's "unrighteous style" and "not doing his job properly" were all forgotten by Ma Fanshu in the face of Lei Yu's outstanding performance.

Football is so contagious!

Lei Yu's breakthrough sounded the alarm to the opponent.

In any case, Sevilla is the double champion after the Europa League reform after all, and they are not a weakling at the mercy of their opponents.

Jesus and the others looked at the young Lei Yu, and their dissatisfaction became deeper and deeper.

Boy, don't think you can run rampant just by relying on your body!

On the football field, it depends on ability!

Jesus, who was getting more and more angry as he thought about it, finally exploded. When his teammates got the ball, this guy started to come back frequently from the front line to ask for the ball.

"Hey Jesus, over here!"

"Chigallini, pass the ball to me!"

"Negredo, can't you let me kick this ball?"

"Capel, as long as you pass the ball to me, I will take you to the best bar at night!"

...

The entire audience was filled with Jesus shouting for the ball, and even Sevilla's teammates had black faces on their faces.

It's okay to give you the ball, but can you stop being so embarrassed?

And after giving you so many goals, can you cherish the opportunity?

What's the point of always taking long shots from outside the penalty area?

However, Jesus, who had already gone crazy, didn't think so much.

He still went on a rampage, using countless far-fetched shots to compete for the camera lens on the scene. It was impossible to tell that this guy had "depression" when he was young.

Guarin, the idiot, didn't care about you. After seeing the opportunity, he directly made a flying kick and tackled the ball to the ground from the side.

"Beep!!!"

The whistle sounded and Porto received a yellow card.

This yellow card put Sevilla in a dilemma.

Guarin got a yellow card, but where is our forward?

Looking at Jesus on the stretcher, everyone in Seville bowed their heads and was speechless.

A huge sense of loss arose spontaneously. Is this the end of the Europa League this season?

You can't attack it, you can't defend it.

What kind of thing is this?

People who know it clearly know that this is Porto, but people who don’t know it think it is Barcelona!

So far in the game, Sevilla, playing at home, has not shown the dominance of the host nation, but has been restricted by its opponents.

Seeing such a scene, Villas-Boas on the sidelines relaxed his brows and beamed with joy.

It doesn’t matter what his ball possession rate is, just keep the situation under control!

But Villas-Boas wasn't happy for long, and someone finally stepped forward to take the responsibility for Sevilla.

After a long pass from Sevilla's backcourt, Fabiano stuck Fernando behind him.

Stop the ball with your chest, turn around, and then volley directly!

Whoosh!!!

The football flew straight into Porto's gate like a rocket.

Fernando was knocked to the ground with surprise written all over his face.

Did this guy grow up taking hormones?

How come you are so strong one moment and so flexible the next?

What a hell!

Not only Fernando, but other Porto players were not much better either.

The other team members looked at Fabiano who was celebrating with his teammates with constipated expressions. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and finally they all focused on Lei Yu.

"Lei, how about you defend more defensively next time?"