My football skills are so strong! I am the king of control

"Lin Chen dribbled the ball upwards, very fast!"

"Approaching the penalty area, creating a favorable situation of four against four in the front court!"

Lin Chen dribbled the ball while observing, constantly turning his head left and right, trying to find space.

Ferran Torres made the smartest run, with Ruiz dropping back to cover.

Ferran Torres took advantage of the situation to move forward, and Lin Chen decisively picked up the ball and shot it into the penalty area!

“It’s a good spread!”

"Over the top pass! Ferran Torres receives the ball!"

"Single Blade!"

"Hit the door!!!"

"Beautiful!!!" He Wei shouted!

"Ferran Torres didn't waste his chance!"

"This shot was amazing, it reminded me of Tony the Golden Boy!"

"Spain takes the lead before the end of the first half!"

"Lin Chen's pass is absolutely brilliant!"

“It just happened to fall where the goalkeeper couldn’t touch it and Ferran Torres could shoot directly!”

Ferran Torres was so excited after scoring the goal that he knelt on one knee, motioned to Lin Chen to put his right foot on it, and did the classic shoe-wiping celebration.

Denia was very happy. Spain's chances of advancing would increase as they entered the second half with a one-goal lead.

With a few minutes left in the first half, the game went into halftime.

"They will definitely change their style of play in the second half."

"In every one of Mali's first few group matches, when they fell behind in the second half, they launched more intense strangulation and collisions."

"So we have to show more resilience in the second half!"

When Denia said this, his eyes were fixed on Lin Chen.

There is no doubt that when it comes to toughness, hardness, and real manliness in the entire Spanish team, Lin Chen, who is sitting in the center of the locker room and wearing the number 10 jersey, is the best!

After the second half of the game started, the situation was exactly as Denia had expected.

Mali's crazy collisions and crazy pressure in the midfield, and the fierce physical confrontation affected Spain's offensive rhythm.

At this moment, Lin Chen stood out like a god of war.

"Doucoure dribbled through the middle, running recklessly, with a very fast speed!"

"Lin Chen is chasing, rushing to the side and forcibly pushing Doucoure aside to steal the ball!"

"We are both 17 years old, but Lin Chen seems to be telling Doucoure, I am not afraid of confrontation in the Premier League, so how can I be afraid of you?!"

The 63th minute of the game!

"Surrounding the middle lane, three people double-teaming!"

"Lin Chen protected the ball tightly and refused to drop it, so he passed it back to Antonio and pushed it to the right."

"Ferran Torres has a chance, take the ball forward!"

"Go down the right path and hang to the left side in a large area!"

"Gomez gets the ball and crosses it!"

“Inverted triangle!!!”

Gomez made an inverted triangle pass, and Lin Chen, who came in from behind, shook off Doucoure and shot from the top of the penalty area!

"boom!!!"

The ball hit the defender with a loud bang and bounced in front of Lin Chen.

Follow up and lift your foot to shoot again!

Second burst volley!

Like a poisonous snake spitting out almonds!

Head straight to the lower left corner of the goal!

"Uh-huh!!!"

"Hahahaha!" He Wei laughed!

"Lin Chen is coming in, coming in!"

"Two to zero!"

"Spain gained the upper hand and scored again, completely suppressing Mali!"

"They proved with their strong performance that they are the strong contenders for the championship!"

After scoring the goal, Lin Chen was so excited that he rushed to the scene and jumped up by stepping on the billboard!

Ferran Torres rode his horse over from behind and lifted him up, performing his signature arrogant and domineering celebration!

Spanish fans are completely crazy!

"He is the embodiment of magic! He is the reincarnation of the god of war! He is... He is..."

"One man scored two goals. If Spain successfully advances to the semi-finals, Lin will definitely be the best player in the quarter-finals!"

"Although Spain was originally the favorite to win, I didn't have high hopes. But with Lin now, my confidence is through the sky!"

Lopetegui was extremely satisfied in the stands, and Barnett, who was sitting next to him, handed him a glass of beer.

"The Spanish national team's midfield is too old this year and needs young people to provide firepower."

As he was speaking, Barnett handed over another good Cuban cigar, and the strength of a top agent was clearly demonstrated at this moment.

"It is indeed a good fit." Lopetegui gave an affirmative answer, and Barnett breathed a sigh of relief.

In Barnett's opinion, being able to participate in the World Cup is extremely important for Lin Chen.

After the game resumed, the rhythm was completely under Spain's control.

The ball possession rate was once 20:80, and Mali could only barely control the ball when he cleared the ball or prevented the Spanish attack and completed a steal.

Finally, the referee blew the whistle to end the game!

He Wei was very happy.

"The game is over, fellow fans!"

"Mali is leaving, they have done everything they can."

“We can see that many young players are crying, but they deserve to leave with their heads held high!”

"Spain will continue to move forward, and Lin Chen is still blowing the midfield rhapsody!"

"I don't know whether Spain will win the championship, and I don't know how much Lin Chen will grow in the next three or five years."

"But what I know is that Lin Chen is the best performing player in this U17 World Cup so far!"

“I see endless potential in him!”

"Dear fans, this is the end of the commentary for this game."

"Three days later, in the semi-finals of the U17 World Cup, Spain will face France, another powerful match!"

"I will continue to be in the live broadcast room to provide you with commentary. At the same time, the other semi-final match will be between England and Croatia."

"The winners of the four teams will meet in the final to compete for the highest honor of this U17 tournament!"

The live camera was always on Lin Chen, and he was selected as the best player of the game.

Doucoure immediately found Lin Chen and wanted to exchange jerseys, and the two chatted as they walked.

Lin Chen admires Doucoure very much. He understands that this style of midfielder will definitely have a place in the Premier League.

Doucoure's eyes were full of stars when he looked at Lin Chen. He longed to become a midfielder like Lin Chen.

Before the live broadcast, most of the Spanish fans, Chinese fans, Liverpool fans, etc. had golden eyes.

Especially some fanatical female fans, staring at Lin Chen as if they were hungry wolves and ferocious tigers!

As soon as they entered the locker room, Denia took the lead in cheering, the young players celebrated loudly, and the locker room turned into a sea of ​​joy!

Lin Chen, who was selected as the best player, was being interviewed by reporters.

The person who interviewed Lin Chen was a beautiful English reporter with dyed white hair, named Macco, nicknamed the most charming female reporter in Britain.

Facing Lin Chen, Mai Kou's eyes were clearly filled with amorous feelings.

"Lin, you have successfully entered the semi-finals of this U17 World Cup. Do you expect to win the final championship?"

Lin Chen spoke with a smile.

"It would be a lie to say that I don't want to win the championship."

“There’s no need to be falsely modest, but I don’t want to be arrogant either.”

"I think this based on my own and the team's strengths, and it is reasonable but firm."

"Any team that wants to win the championship must give 200 percent against us."

"Because we are the strongest contender for the championship!"