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Chapter 435 We are with you

On November 11th, in the 4th round of Ligue 11, Paris Saint-Germain faced Angers.

Angjah put up a heinous 5-4-1 formation, and he almost put a bus in front of the goal.

This made Paris Saint-Germain unable to attack for a long time, and finally ended in a draw.

So far, Paris Saint-Germain has not won three consecutive games!

Recently, the mood of Paris fans has been low.

On the Internet media, there were pictures of Paris fans crying bitterly.

A two-game losing streak may not be a big deal.

But what about adding a curse to that?

Paris Saint-Germain desires the Champions League more than anyone else, but they have never won it once.

They paid a lot for this, but what they got was disappointment again and again.

Some say they are cursed!

At first the Paris fans didn't believe it, they scolded the rumor maker, but in the following seasons, their performance in the Champions League got worse and worse.

Before the game, they were always full of confidence, and the media felt that Paris was very strong, but after the game, all the remarks became a joke.

The blows again and again made the Paris fans overwhelmed.

This season is their most promising year yet.

They once again raised the highest transfer fee in football and introduced a super midfielder from China.

But the curse worked again, and they were included in the death squad.

And the qualifying situation is precarious.

This broke the glass hearts of the Paris fans.

One night, a special image went viral in France.

This is the video of Bi Yaron, the leader of the Paris fans group, breaking down and crying.

In the video, he seemed to have drunk alcohol, his face was a little flushed, and he was crying with abnormal emotion.

And what he said made the Paris fans empathize.

"I'm terrified right now! Very terrified!"

"I swear we've tried enough, but goddamn luck just hasn't been on our side!"

"We want the Champions League, for this we bought Neymar, we want the Champions League, for which we bought Yi, and then what? Then we lost two games in a row, No.3 in the Champions League group! FXXK!!"

"We have tried our best, we have given everything, we don't know how to increase the weight of winning! But I am likely to miss out! Bastard! Bastard! Bastard! Who can tell me, what should we do?!!!—"

In the video, Bi Yalong smashed things in the house like crazy.

It took a full 5 minutes before he calmed down a little. He sat on the sofa with his body propped up, covered his face, and choked helplessly, "Who can tell me what we should do?!"

"I'm really scared! We don't want to lose again!"

The video has silenced many.

Including Yi Le and other Paris Saint-Germain players.

Seeing Bi Yalong crying bitterly, Yi Le felt even more guilty.

He tweeted:

"Losing, I'm sorry! @biaron!"

Under Yi Le's Twitter, fans of Paris Saint-Germain left messages one after another.

"Yi, we're going to win the next game, right?"

"Yi, we will definitely qualify for the Champions League, right?"

"Yi, please tell us, even if it is comfort, is it okay?"

Yi Le was silent for a long time, and he did not make a reply.

This also makes Paris Saint-Germain fans feel lost.

Three days later, Yi Le dressed up in disguise and came to a jersey store with a jersey liner in his hand.

This jersey store is a direct sales store of Paris Saint-Germain jerseys. The owner is Fulham, who is an amiable fat man.

It was not a game day, and there were not many people in the jersey shop.

Yi Le went directly to Fulham, handed over his jersey lining, and said, "I need to engrave a few words."

Fulham recognized Yi Le, nodded and took him to a separate room, and said with a smile, "Yi, what do you want to engrave?"

"These words!" Yi Le handed over a note.

Fulham took it with a smile and said, "Is it a curse word?"

Yi Le smiled; "I don't want to be suspended!"

Fulham chuckled, and looked down at the note. When he first glanced over, he was shocked, his eyes were slightly red, and he said, "Bialon, you should like this gift very much."

Yi Le bowed his head and twitched, "I'm sorry for losing!"

"No! Yi, you don't need to apologize, we've been waiting for you to come back!"

Five minutes later, Fulham handed over the slightly hot jersey lining and said with a smile; "It's done, I'll go to that game, I hope you can score a goal."

Yi Le said with a smile; "Don't worry, I will score!"

On October 10, the 28th round of the Ligue 11 league.

Paris Saint-Germain VS Nice.

As the return show of Yi Le and Neymar, this game has attracted a lot of Paris fans.

The current Paris fans are very disturbed, they are eager to win.

Therefore, they will never miss this game.

At the scene, the Paris fans did not cheer as usual, but were a little quiet.

Everyone sat quietly in their chairs, they seemed to have lost their vitality and enthusiasm.

Until they see the starting lineup appear.

When the names of Yi Le and Neymar came into view again, his eyes flickered for a moment, but that was all.

In the diehard stands, Bi Yalong sat slumped on a chair, and he did not cheer with the others.

He just watched the field quietly.

At this time, the two-game losing streak made Bi Yalong a little mentally unbalanced.

He knows that Nice is not a strong team, but he does not have the confidence to win.

Players from both sides came out quickly.

He saw Yi Le and Neymar reappearing on the field.

But there was still no light in those eyes, watching all this silently.

"This is the 11th round of Ligue [-], Paris Saint-Germain VS Nice. This game is very important to us. After suffering two consecutive losses, whether we can adjust our state in time, and the most important thing is that Yi and Neymar have returned to the game." Old Monet took a deep breath and said: "I think we should be able to win!"

When Yi Le entered the arena, he felt the change in the atmosphere in the Parc des Princes.

Not as fanatical as before, it seems to have lost enthusiasm.

Although the fans came to watch the game, many of them were sitting on chairs, looking at the stadium in confusion.

They seemed to have been pulled out of their souls, and this scene made Yi Le feel a little helpless.

"so quiet!"

Neymar also approached Yi Le and said.

Yi Le nodded, then looked at his teammates and said, "They are also very quiet."

Neymar grinned: "There is a problem with their mentality."

Yi Le nodded and said, "I want to score a goal!"

what?

Neymar froze for a moment, Yi Le seemed to never take the initiative to say that he wanted to score.

Yi Le turned to look at Neymar and said, "I want to score, help me!"

Although Neymar was a little confused, he nodded and said; "Okay, I see."

With the whistle of the referee, the game began.

Cavani knocked the ball to Yi Le, Yi Le directly gave it to Kanter, and he ran forward.

Kanter looked at Yi Le in astonishment.

Yi Le rarely made such a choice, and spent most of his time in the backcourt to sort out the rhythm, but this time he took the initiative to advance.

Kanter understood Yi Le's thoughts a little bit, and he knocked the ball to Neymar immediately.

Neymar saw Yi Le suddenly plunged towards the left, where there was a gap.

Neymar passed it directly without the slightest hesitation.

The ball had an advance amount, and Yi Le suddenly started to speed up.

On the live commentary stage, old Monet was still analyzing the battle situation, when he suddenly saw Yi Le start, he couldn't help but froze.

And at this time, Yi Le has already reached the opponent's big penalty area.

Old Monet shouted in surprise; "Yi!! Yi!! A sudden attack, Neymar and Yi's wonderful cooperation, he has already reached the penalty area, what will he do?"

Yi Le changed direction twice in a row, knocking a defender down.

Immediately, he made a rubbing motion, another defender took off, and Yi Le made a dunk and directly wiped into the penalty area.

"Go in! Go in!!"

After Yi Le entered the penalty area, he moved the ball towards the left side, and immediately swung his right foot directly to hit the goal from a small angle.

The Nice goalkeeper didn't seem to be in shape yet, watching the ball fly into the field helplessly.

The Parc des Princes was suddenly quiet.

Everyone subconsciously looked at the time.

3 minutes 11 seconds.

"Goooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!"

Old Monet got up and shouted.

His voice spread throughout the audience.

At this time, Yi Le went straight to the bottom of the diehard stands, stopped there, stretched out his hand, pointed at the wide-eyed Bi Yalong, lifted his jersey, and revealed the lining inside.

'Don't be afraid!We are with you! '

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