Football: The national football team was expelled and rewarded with a long-range goal card Chapter 080

The eighty thousand-person stadium was silent!

Everyone stared at the football flying through the air, their breathing quickening.

In front of the goal, Hessel, 186cm tall, had an arm span of 2 meters!

At this moment, he moved his feet quickly and lunged out with incredible flexibility.

His hand came infinitely close to the football…

But the next second, a “swish” sound echoed in his ears!

Ye Chen’s shot was an inswinging arc, and the ball had a clear inward spin.

Although Hessel covered a large area and had moved in advance, this shot was a worldie!

Let alone him, even if Neuer had been there, Ye Chen was confident it would go in!

The moment the ball hit the net, the stadium erupted!

“Gooooooooooooal!!!”

The live commentator screamed at the top of his lungs!

“An incredible worldie!”

“Ye!”

“It’s Ye again!”

“He’s scored in five consecutive games! When the team’s offense was at a standstill, it was him! It was him who stepped up!”

“Tell me loudly, who! Scored! The! Goal!!!!”

“Ye!!!! Chen!!!”

“Ye!!!! Chen!!!”

“Ye!!!! Chen!!!”

The fans in the stadium shouted in unison.

“Say it again!”

“Ye Chen!!!”

“Ye Chen!!!”

“Ye Chen!!!”

“Three!”

“Two!”

“One!”

“Ye Chen!!!”

“Ye Chen!!!”

All eighty thousand spectators, led by the commentator, chanted Ye Chen’s name together!

Even the roof of the Westfalenstadion seemed about to be blown off!

In the stands, Löw stood up and applauded Ye Chen!

A thought popped into his head: if he were a player for our German team, he would be Germany’s Little Flying Dagger!

Ferguson was relatively restrained, but his slightly trembling left hand and suddenly heavy breathing told everyone that his heart was far from calm at this moment!

“Alex, that goal was beautiful!”

“I know!” Ferguson gritted his teeth, his voice low.

“I apologize for what I said before, he is a true goal-scoring machine!”

Ferguson watched Ye Chen celebrate below, gritting his teeth and saying, “We must bring him back to Manchester United! Remember, it’s a must!”

To be honest, if David Gill wasn’t his old partner, he really wanted to punch him!

On the side of the field, Ye Chen rushed to the South Stand, picked up the team badge on his chest, and kissed it fiercely!

“Ye, stay!”

“Ye, we love you!”

“Ye, don’t leave us!”

Fans close to Ye Chen screamed at the top of their lungs, and many female fans even cried.

Although Ye Chen had not been with Dortmund for long, their feelings were surprisingly deep.

Perhaps they had long been conquered by Ye Chen’s incredible goals!

And in the crowd, Lina was already in tears.

“Chen, you are my Superman!”

…

In the Penguin live stream, Zhan Jun had just been lamenting how Dresden had parked the bus in front of their goal.

“Ye Chen has the ball again, this time he didn’t stop, but charged towards Soleg! Is he trying to dribble past Soleg?”

“No! He didn’t go to the byline, but chose to cut inside!”

“Oh no! It’s Schulz! Schulz with a fierce sliding tackle!”

“He dodged it! Ye Chen dodged it! Oh my god, is this really the speed a Chinese player can achieve? Too fast!”

“Not good, Koch in the middle is coming over too, and Breglie!”

“These players are too much, four people defending Ye Chen? Is it necessary?”

“Koch goes straight into a sliding tackle!”

“Wait, Ye Chen pulled the ball back a step, just avoiding Koch’s sliding tackle!”

“That reaction speed is too fast!”

“Bang!”

As a dull thud sounded on the TV, Zhan Jun excitedly shouted, “Shot!”

The live stream paused for two seconds…

“It’s in, it’s in, it’s in!” Zhan Jun yelled at the top of his lungs!

“A worldie! Ye Chen pierced Dresden’s goal with a worldie!”

“The score is 1- 0! At this moment, Ye Chen is like Li Xunhuan, the Little Li Flying Dagger; he doesn’t strike unless he has to, but when he does, it’s a goal!”

“Ye Chen! He did it!”

Beside him, Zhang Lu kept making chuckling sounds, as happy as a child!

“So beautiful! Truly beautiful!”

“From the dribble to the shot, it was all in one go! Not a single superfluous movement!”

“I can say with responsibility that he is China’s strongest striker!”

“Don’t compare him to domestic players, he is the strongest!”

Zhang Lu rarely spoke so many words at once.

But it also indirectly showed how excited he was!

He had waited too long for this moment… so long that he had forgotten who the last Chinese player was who could make such an inside cut and shot!

Zhan Jun shouted with rising and falling inflections, “New talent emerges in every generation! Ye Chen is that talent! Watching Ye Chen play, staying up late is worth it!”

After speaking, Zhan Jun didn’t forget to advertise, “Of course, at this moment, the international protection brand Jieshibang reminds you: ensure safety, shoot without panic! Jieshibang Gold Lasting, long-lasting, extended fun!”

The overjoyed Chinese fans immediately flooded the live stream with comments.

“ 66666!”

“When it comes to lasting, it has to be the Chinese men’s football team, they can last 90 minutes without scoring!”

“Can we not mention unhappy things at such a happy time?”

“The person above me, apologize, the national team is not a thing!”

“Teacher Zhan Jun is good, but the bullet screen gods are better, they can curse without using dirty words!”

“What are you saying above? Are you sure we’re cursing a person?”

“Scared me so much I quickly pulled out my sea cucumber…”

“…”

The fans were in a great mood after the goal!

Most importantly, they had scored in just 20 minutes, so it would definitely be easier for Dortmund now.

The atmosphere instantly became less tense.

But Ye Chen, after celebrating, had a serious expression.

The Guaranteed Goal card was used, what about the next two goals?

The recent goal happened in a flash, but Ye Chen used everything he had learned during this time.

First, Arjen Robben’s signature cut inside, and then an instep shot with his weaker foot.

To be honest, he just wanted to find his rhythm, but he didn’t expect the feeling to come, and the first shot went in!

But the rest would be troublesome…

The match restarted, and Ye Chen again pushed past midfield to press.

The Dortmund players also pressed all over the field, raising the tempo of the game.

However, Ralf Loose on the sidelines was already shouting, “What are you doing, get closer!”

Soleg and Schulz only then reacted and continued to double-team.

After conceding the goal, they were somewhat self-reproachful, but they immediately recovered when they heard the coach’s words.

Before the match, the coach had said that conceding one goal was normal, given Ye Chen’s strength!

But under no circumstances could they concede two goals, because once two goals were scored, would the third goal be far behind?

Their goal today was not to win, but to prevent Ye Chen from breaking the record!

After all, being the backdrop for such a world record was embarrassing for anyone.

Take Masashi Nakayama’s Guinness World Record for consecutive hat-tricks; it was an achievement accomplished in 1998, but if you search online, his opponents, which match, and how many goals he scored are all clearly recorded!

If Ye Chen’s world record truly succeeded, then in the future, when people mention it, they would say that Ye Chen scored three goals in the fifth match against Dresden to complete a hat-trick…

Who could bear that?

After all, not every team had such good psychological resilience, shamelessly accepting defeat!