Vol 3 Chapter 145: The world's top!

May 3rd, France Stadium.
This 80,000 people stadium in the eastern suburbs of Paris is surrounded by many fans.
The French Cup itself did not pay much attention, but under the hype of Paris Saint-Germain and the miracle of Lesbians, the attention surged.
The 80,000 people's stands are full of seats.
In the sky, there are aerial cameras passing by from time to time, overlooking the shooting.
This game will be screened directly across Europe.
The entire stadium in France is in the sight. Paris fans are crowded.
This is the first championship of their upcoming single season. For this, Paris fans are full of enthusiasm.
If they win this game, they will have a good start for the subsequent champions, league champions ... and even Champions League champions!
As soon as he thought of these things, Paris fans were very excited.
In the stands of 80,000 people, there are almost 70,000 Paris fans, and Lesbian fans have only 10,000.
Among them, local fans only account for thousands, and the rest are neutral fans putting on Lesebier's uniform with the idea of ​​making trouble.
The competition has not started yet, and the heat of the scene has become extremely hot.
Paris fans sang loudly, waiting for players to enter.
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Led by the live DJ, the fans gave a thunderous cheer.
In the dressing room, Van Gaerlechen felt the ground tremble, the soul trembles, and his feet soften ...
Other people are not much better.
Head coach Masala patted the tactical board and said; "Okay, guys, we should go out and warm up."
The people got up one after another, and when they walked out of the locker room, they all looked at each other subconsciously.
At this time, the players in Paris have not yet appeared.
And when Van Gaerlechen stepped out, the Paris side began to appear.
Yi Le and Neymar took the lead in their eyes. The two walked out casually, and their faces were plain, without any anxiety.
The first appearance of 400 million dual-core, directly caused great pressure on Lesebier.
Van Gallehen stared at Yi Lei.
This is the strongest midfielder in Europe at this stage. It is no exaggeration to say that Yi Le is now on the top of the throne in the European midfielder. Everyone else is challenging rock climbers, including Van Gaallehen.
They have to climb high enough to launch a challenge.
Van Garrchen never thought of it before, he will one day face the peak of European middle class.
Yi Le also felt that someone was staring at himself, he looked up at the opposite side, and the two looked at each other.
Yi Le smiled and nodded.
Van Gallehen seemed to be at a loss, not knowing where to put his hands, and when he had figured out what to do, Yi Le had already gone.
When warmed up, Van Gaallehen also kept aiming at Yi Le.
Tens of thousands of Paris fans all call for a person's name.
This treatment is so cool!
Van Gallehen couldn't help but lick his tongue, he yearned a little.
The warm-up was over, and both parties returned to the dressing room.
At 5 pm, stand in the player tunnel to enter.
After taking a photo, shaking hands, and guessing the side, they spread out and ran to their respective halfs, waiting for the start of the game.
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The starting lineup of both parties.
Lesbians:
Goalkeeper: Pi Shao.
Defenders: Mali, Fofana, Decker, Pargeli.
Midfielders: Flochon, Ekmaier, Bangongui, Van Gaallehen, Roshto.
Forward: Yellman.
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Paris Saint-Germain:
Goalkeeper: Buffon.
Defenders: Alves, Tiago Silva, Marginhos, Kurzava.
Midfielders: Rabio, Yi Le, Kanter, Mbappe, Neymar.
Forward: Cavani.
"Here is the French TV station, the French Cup final, Lesbians VS Paris Saint-Germain match."
The narrator Mitchells looked at the starting lineup and admired: "Lesbiane is very bloody. Even in the face of Paris Saint-Germain, they also set up an attack formation, and Paris did not flinch. Both sides must attack. The game is beautiful! Thierry. What do you think? "
Next to Mitchell was a big man, a famous French football player, King of Highbury, Thierry Henry.
Henry greeted with a smile and said: "I am more curious about the midfield confrontation. Modern football has very high requirements for the midfield. Paris, I don't need to say it. Lesbians want to see Van Garrechen Play! "
"This young man is very good, he has solid basic skills and good vision, he can put a surprising straight ball into the ball, but in this game, he needs to face the most powerful midfielder in Europe, In the face of pressure, whether he can show his previous ability is the key! "
"Yes, Van Gaallehen was paid attention to Europe through this miracle of Lesbian, and Juventus praised the young man. This game will become his stage. Whether he can seize the opportunity depends on his Played. After all, his opponent can be easy, and nothing is more exciting than showing himself in front of an idol! "
"Of course, this is the ideal picture, depending on the game."
When the two sides are talking, the game has already started.
Paris Saint-Germain took the lead.
Cavani knocked the ball to Yi Le, Yi Le returned to Kanter, and ran forward.
Van Gallechen also moved forward decisively, passing Yi Lei, scoring into the Paris half and starting to fight.
Kanter saw Van Gaerlehen rushing towards himself. He knocked the ball to Rabio, who touched the ball and passed it directly to Yi Le.
Yi Le carried the pressure of the defensive player and turned to catch the ball. At the same time, at the same time, a bucket of hidden toes.
The ball penetrated directly under Floxion's crotch and formed a straight stopper after crossing Fafana and Dekel.
Paris fans forgot to cheer, because the ball came too fast.
No one expected that in the first attack in Paris, Yi Le directly used a scalpel to tear the ball through the back line of Lesebier.
And relying on this straight ball, Cavani single-handedly.
Lesbians players are chasing back crazy, but they can't get on Cavani at all.
Only watched Cavani's entry into the Grand Forbidden Area with eagerness and anger.
Lesbyier ’s goalkeeper responded quickly, he took the initiative to attack and rushed to block the angle.
Cavani picked her toes slightly and then smiled triumphantly.
But the next second, Lesbianer goalkeeper Pisho suddenly threw his right fist and knocked the ball out of the baseline.
Cavani lost a straight ball again!
"It's really ..." Mitchell hated iron and steel.
Cavani's single-handed ball throwing ability is simply first-class, this opportunity has not scored.
And Cavani himself knew that he had made a mistake, he did not dare to look up at the midfield, stomped fiercely, wanting to show self-blame.
He knew Yi Le was already staring at himself.
......
Van Gaerlehen stood in the middle circle and stared blankly at Yi Le.
The opportunity of this attack, this straight ball, this ability to see the neutral ...
He whispered: "This is ..."
Snapped! !
Van Gallechen's head was sturdy and took a firm look.
Roshto urged; "Wait for nothing, come back to defend!"
Van Gallehen beat the spirits.
Quickly retreated.
Corner of Paris Saint-Germain, Yi Le stood in the corner again.
With the last experience, Lesebier was terrified of Yi Le.
This guy's pass is like hell.
Standing in the corner area, Yi Le took a deep breath, slowly approached the run, and kicked the corner with a bang.
The ball flew towards the middle, Nemarla moved forward, trying to deceive the opponent's defense, but the opponent was unmoved and not fooled. The ball was released by Lesebier.
The ball flew to the right side of the wing, flying high and not far.
Yi Le and Van Garrchen have rushed there.
Yi Le took the lead, Van Gaallehen bumped into Yi Le and made a muffled grunt.
Van Gallechen coughed a few times, he was hit with some pain ~ EbookFREE.me ~ But he was still close to Yi Le, without any slight relaxation.
Both of them looked up at the ball, Yi Lei unloaded the ball for the first time, Van Gaallehen was stuck in Yi Le's position.
But Rao is so, Van Gaallehen was also pushed hard by Yi Le.
Good and powerful body!
Van Garrchen was shocked.
And in the next second, Yi Le took a step toward the right side, Van Gaallehen followed.
But Yi Le didn't make a breakthrough towards the right side, but took a few gorgeous swings under his feet and turned towards the left side.
Sighed, Van Gaallehen directly fell a dog to eat shit.
When he looked up, Yi Le had already passed the ball.
Cavani didn't waste any chance this time. The beautiful upside down gold hook directly blasted the ball into Leseybie's goal.
"GooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaL !!!!!!"
Boom! ! ! ! ! ! !
The cheers of the audience made Van Gaallehen's eardrums tremble. He looked up with a stunned head and got the back of No. 21.
Is not a tall figure, but at this time where it is like a mountain, it is insurmountable.
Technical defeat!
Complete defeat in the field of vision!
Complete defeat in power!
Everyone is not a level!
Van Gallehen was extremely frustrated. He opened his mouth slightly, and he finally realized a cruel reality.
"This is......"
"World's top!"