Lu Yin silly waist

Chapter 17 What did you just say?

Seeing Yi Le playing and commenting on the spot, George Stephen suddenly regained his spirits and said in surprise: "Yi is playing, he performed extremely well in the last game, and we can look forward to his next performance."

After Yi Le played, Grigory was undoubtedly the happiest.

He took the initiative to walk up to Yi Le, winking and laughing.

"Pass the ball to me later, and I'll shoot."

Yi Le nodded, and then said: "The coach asked me to make more breakthroughs, you wait for the opportunity in the penalty area."

Gregory nodded, he completely trusted Yi Le.

After Yi Le came on the field, he came to a position slightly beyond the middle circle.

In order to be able to make a better breakthrough, his position is slightly forward, no longer an organizational midfielder, but needs to make a breakthrough and the last pass.

Therefore, Yi Le's position is more suitable for the midfielder.

The football was kicked out, Yi Le ran slowly, he kept twisting his head to observe the situation on the field.

Woolford kicks the ball towards Yi Le.

Yi Le felt someone rushing over from behind, and without thinking about it, he touched the ball with one foot.

The football was passed to Woolford again.

Taking advantage of this time, Yi Le turned his head and looked over, only to see a big black man standing beside him, shaking his head with his waist in his waist.

Ibby, a midfielder from England.

Yi Le was looking at him, and Yibi also looked at Yi Le, smiled at him, and finally turned away.

The game is still going on, and the two sides are somewhat stalemate.

Yi Le almost always touches the ball with one foot, combing the midfield.

Soon, he found that Yibi, who had been following behind him, was gone.

Seeing him raise his hand to request, Wells passed it without thinking.

At this time, Yi Le was on the right wing. The moment he caught the ball, he turned around and ran like the wind.

"Yi has received the ball, he is breaking through, God, his speed is so fast!" George Stephen stood up excitedly.

At the scene, the Millwall fans also stretched their necks, not daring to breathe.

Yi Le ran towards the bottom line, his black hair fluttering wantonly, his running movements were small, but his speed ball was extremely fast.

Bournemouth's backcourt players directly covered them.

Francis was the first to stop Yi Le.

Francis stood slightly to the inside, blocking Yi Le's inward route, and followed him like a shadow.

The two got entangled and headed towards the bottom line.

Francis is very experienced. He didn't make a move, but just stuck in his position, so that although he couldn't steal the ball, he could wait until the defensive force retreated.

Seeing the other party's indifferent appearance, Yi Le was a little anxious. He knew that he had to get rid of this person.

He stopped suddenly at the bottom line, and Francis stopped in the same way, standing in front of him.

Yi Le's body swayed from side to side slightly, but Francis remained motionless.

Francis stared at the ball tightly, not caring about Yi Le's fake action at all.

Seeing that the opponent's defensive player is about to be in place.

Yi Le flicked the ball to the outside. He noticed that Francis' figure was tilted to the right. At this moment, Yi Le's ankle snapped the ball.

The football changed direction again and rolled past Francis' wicket.

And Yi Le also took advantage of the situation and wiped it from the side.

"Yi dribbled the ball on the wing. In the last game, he didn't make a breakthrough, but organized the offensive rhythm. But we can now find that Yi has a strong personal ability, especially his speed. He runs like a gust of wind."

George Stephen explained excitedly. He saw Yi Le getting closer and closer to the baseline, and he couldn't help saying: "Yi is in trouble, Francis is very experienced, he doesn't step at all, and doesn't give Yi any room for fake moves. The two stopped at the baseline, and Yi Le balled out God!! What did I see?!!!!!!—"

George Stephen stood up suddenly, slapped the table excitedly, and shouted excitedly: "Ox tail!! This is ox tail!! That Brazilian star's specialty!"

Ox tail!

That's right, one of the most flamboyant moves in football.

As a youth trainer of La Masia, Yi Le has been exposed to this set of moves, and with the support of a good ball feel, he quickly copied it.

Before, because the team didn't need him to make a breakthrough, he didn't use many personal skills, but on this stage, he shocked everyone!

Yi Le passed Francis.

Bournemouth's defense was thrown off their feet.

Yi Le's inside cut made them have to send out defenders to block, but it was too late.

"Easy kick! He didn't choose to be reckless. He was looking for his teammates. He accurately found Gein who was in the back position. Gein was adjusting his body and made a beautiful volley! Ah~~~~~~ It's a pity that the football was slightly higher than the crossbar, and Gein didn't hold down the ball."

The entire New Neil Stadium is boiling!

This attack made them look wet.

Whether it was Yi Le's wonderful breakthrough on the right, or the running positions of Grigory and Gein, Millwall's offense was fully played.

Although this goal was not scored, it was exciting enough.

Gein stood in front of the goal, with his waist thrust forward, shaking his head for a while.

At this time, Grigory also ran over and said with a smile on his face, "If it were me, I would have scored that goal just now."

Gein rolled his eyes at this bitch angrily, and stretched out his thumb in the direction of Yi Le, praising his pass.

Although there was no goal, this beautiful attack brought out the momentum.

George Stephen explained excitedly: "Neil's choice is correct. Yi is not only a playmaker, but his sharp breakthrough can also become a nightmare for the opposing team."

"Let's see this ball, this beautiful oxtail!"

"Since the Brazilian star left, it's hard for us to appreciate this stunt. Although many players are still trying, their movements are too ugly to show the sense of elegance. Let's look at Yi's movements again. He fully stretches his body. The ball is very large and very deceptive."

"Under Yi's feint, Francis subconsciously stepped forward, and the small door opened wide."

"Afterwards, Yi smashed the ball and wiped Francis over! A perfect oxtail! At this moment, he looks like Ronaldinho possessed!"

The Millwall fans at the scene were also thunderous.

They cheered for the oxtail, they cheered for the shot.

Although still lagging behind, the team swept away the previous defeat, and the offense was extremely sharp.

really!

Yi's existence is like an offensive engine, and he has driven the entire Millwall offensive wave.

easy! ! ! ! !

easy! ! ! ! !

easy! ! ! ! !

The fans cheered excitedly, and the flags were fluttering in the stands, and many fans wearing the No. 21 ball uniform clenched their fists excitedly! !

The Millwall fans are crazy, and their solidarity makes the Bournemouth players a little terrified!

Especially in the South Stand, those football hooligans with shirtless, tattooed backs, ferocious and crazy looks.

During the retreat, Gein wanted to go over and give Yi Le a high five, but what he got was Yi Le's eyes.

This made Gein touch his nose in embarrassment. As for Grigory, he had already found Yi Le.

"The ball just now should be given to me."

Yi Le said succinctly: "You didn't run into neutral!"

Gregory: ""

On the coach's bench, Neil Harid also had a happy face.

Yi Le performed very well and executed his tactical requirements perfectly.

And there was no greedy recklessness at the last moment, but passed the ball to his teammates.

The only dissatisfaction is that Gein's footwork seems to be flawed.

"After going back, let Gein practice shooting more. I could have scored that goal just now! Hmph!"

Dumbledore rolled his eyes angrily.

It's just that they don't know that Yi Le is not selfless, but that his shots are too poor, with only 50 points, which is comparable to that of the national football team, who specializes in looking for the door frame.

This kick not only made the Millwall players play with momentum, but also made the Bournemouth players break out in a cold sweat.

Head coach Eddie Howe couldn't help but frowned deeply, then turned his head and asked, "Who is that young general?"

The assistant coach flipped through the player information and said, "Yi Le, a midfielder from China."

"China?" Eddie Howe froze for a moment. He really couldn't think of a player worthy of praise in China.

At this time, the assistant coach continued: "This player is from La Masia. He performed well in the last game. He has two direct assists and one kick to instigate the attack. He is an offensive midfielder."

After closing the file, the assistant coach said thoughtfully: "He seems to be the mentally handicapped midfielder who made a fuss some time ago."

"what?"

Eddie Howe had a strange expression on his face, and said, "Retarded?"

"Yes, his IQ is only 69." The assistant coach nodded.

This time, Eddie Howe looked even weirder. Their team's defense was pierced by a mentally handicapped?

In the next game, Yi Le was particularly active.

According to the head coach's arrangement, he kept trying to break through on the right wing, almost making Francis suddenly unable to find the north.

On the other side, Gein did not show any weakness, and the two wings took off at the same time, which disturbed Bournemouth's backcourt.

Bournemouth's defensive players also tried to intercept Yi Le, but he always used his personal ability to make a strong attack, which made him feel depressed.

"Hahahaha, Bournemouth's defense was kicked dizzily. Under the attack of Yi Grigory Gein's trident, they couldn't find any defensive points at all."

George Stephen was in a good mood. He was proud of the team's performance. He couldn't help but turned to his partner and raised his eyebrows triumphantly: "What I said, after Yi plays, he will definitely be able to do it."

“Beautiful through plug!!!!!!——”

Before he finished speaking, Pesoto almost stood up with Mike in his arms, and shouted excitedly: "Yi's through ball pierced Bournemouth's defense, and this midfielder who can pass suddenly made them hurt their heads."

"Gain received the pass, he dribbled the ball at high speed, and at the same time, Grigory also ran towards the penalty area."

"Two against one!"

"Cook is desperate, he has to face the breakthrough of two shooters!"

"Gain passed the ball!"

"The ball was passed diagonally to the rear, and Grigory appeared on the spot where the football landed, and he shot furiously!"

suck! ! ! ! ! ! !

Pesoto took a deep breath, the veins on his forehead popped up, and he roared suddenly:

"Goooooooaaaaaal!!!"

"Grigory scored! He scored the key goal to tie the game. This is the cooperation between three geniuses, representing the emergence of Millwall's most offensive trident!"

"Using Yi as a gun mount, the two forwards have fully demonstrated their value."

"They lived up to Yi's pass, and they rewarded their teammate with a goal for this wonderful through ball!!"

"We are happy to have Grigory!"

"We are happy to have Gein!"

"We are proud of owning Yi! Proud! --"

"Beautiful! Brilliant! Perfect! Yi proved himself again, he is the best midfielder in Millwall! He will be the favorite of the Neal Stadium, no! He is already the favorite of the Neal Stadium! Prince!"

"Rookie? Stage fright? Fart!! He is so powerful! Facing Bournemouth, who is number one in the league! Yi shows no weakness!!"

After shouting excitedly, Pesoto gasped for breath. He sat down slowly, turned his head to look at the commentary partner with a dull face, and asked, "What did you just say?"

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