Vol 4 Chapter 61: Capture St. Petersburg

Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
The Chinese fans who have been silent for a long time burst into huge cheers again.
This scalpel-like straight plug made them look silly.
From interception to passing, there is no muddy water, everything is so smooth and sharp.
Yi Le has always been the pride of Chinese fans, and at this moment they are even more proud to have such an excellent midfielder!
The French commentary stage was even more radical in praise of the superstar who played for Paris Saint-Germain in Ligue 1.
"Perfect! Perfect! This is the King of Paris! This is the Chinese Yi! From interception to passing, he has done all the work alone, he has everything he needs to have in the midfield! At this moment, I think I can Confirm one thing, he is a new generation of midfielder after Harvey and others !! This is a perfect midfielder! "
The commentary stations of all countries are getting dry, especially the Chinese commentary station.
Duan Xuan couldn't tell anymore. He could only whisper and shout, there was no card for the commentator.
But even so, fans can feel the excitement at this moment.
Because they can't speak, they can only shout aloud.
Offside?
Regardless of these things, Wu Lei only has a goal in his eyes.
The pass was really good. He felt that Yi Le even calculated his starting pace. Without any adjustment, the ball came to his moving leg automatically. He just need to poke it gently. You can stabilize the ball.
Wu Lei didn't show any slowdown, and went straight to Sweden's goal.
His speed is not fast, but the timing of the run is just right, and he pulled away two positions when accelerating.
This is an excellent single-pole ball.
He is confident that he scored this goal, Yi Le's pass can definitely be ranked in the World Cup TOP10.
He can feel the wind pressure after his arrival, and Swedish players must chase themselves crazy.
He likes this feeling!
But everything is over! !
"Wu Lei entered the big penalty area! He faced the goalkeeper !!!"
The Swedish goalkeeper rushed over with his teeth, and he kept yelling and trying to disturb Wu Lei.
But Wu Lei is not a rookie, he is very calm at this time.
After the goalkeeper ran a certain distance, he lay on his back to block it.
But again, Wu Lei has completed the shooting action.
Slow down, adjust, lightly push with your right foot arch, and avoid sideways.
The ball passed under the arm of the Swedish goalkeeper and flew towards the goal.
Wu Lei raised his hands and looked up.
This ball is there!
"Scoring !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Wu Lei !!!"
"41 minutes and 52 seconds. After 16 minutes of defense, the Chinese team scored a wonderful goal with a sharp counterattack!"
"Whether it is Yi Le's straight ball or Wu Lei's shot, their performance is enough to comfort the cheers of the fans!"
He Wei shouted excitedly.
Duan Xuan was also excited and said: "From a technical perspective, Yi Le's pass is still the key, but ... despite him! We evened the score! The two sides tied 1: 1, the two sides returned to the starting line, everything Start again from now on! "
The barrage was crazy, and the screen was densely brushed.
"Goal !!!"
"Awesome !!! Yile is awesome! Wu Lei is awesome !!!"
"Long live !!! Long live China !!!"
"Hahahahaha, scored a goal! I was scared to death!"
"The famous Yi Biao is well-deserved, and I don't forget to play Yi Le!"
"That's Yi Le worth blowing! It's so special for this straight ball!"
"Heroes !!! Heroes !!!"
"Both of them are heroes !!"
After the goal, Wu Lei and Yi Le were extremely excited.
Wu Lei ran wildly around the stadium, venting his inner emotions.
In this game, Wu Lei was under a lot of pressure. With Yi Lei unable to give him enough support, he could only support the attack by himself.
Fortunately, this goal gave him a lot of comfort, telling him that the effort was not wasted.
Wu Lei runs along the sideline of the stadium. Every time he passes by, the Chinese fans in the stands are hysterical roars.
Faces were suffocated with redness, and they roared with blue muscles.
Some people paint the national flag with paint on their faces. Due to excessive tension and sweat, the colors have fallen a little, white and red, but this still does not prevent them from angering roar.
Chinese fans embraced each other, and some fans with poor mental capacity even began to cover their faces and cry.
No one knows their mood at this time.
Excitement, ecstasy, pride, worry, etc ...
They are so eager for this goal!
The red wave wave after wave, the huge flag was flipped up and down by their waving, the horrible sound sent the entire stadium into an earthquake.
This made the Russian fans of neutral fans see the blood boiling.
A Russian fan looked enviously at the boiling southeast grandstand and said, "I want to join them!"
The partner next to him was dissatisfied and said: "Hey! Man, we are not bad, we just eliminated Spain!"
"But our stands are less fanatical!"
The companions looked at the huge red flags. The whole row of cowhide drums under the flags was rumbling roaring. The tidy and fierce drums seemed to hit everyone's heart, and the heartbeat changed accordingly. Living there is a feeling of blood.
"Well, I admit! Their atmosphere is really great!"
Boom! ! !
"Long live China!!"
Boom! ! !
"Long live China!!!"
Boom! ! !
"Long live China!!!"
Chinese fans got up all the time and slammed the wounded cry.
Not only on the court, those Chinese fans who were stationed outside the stadium also sensed the excitement of their compatriots on the court and joined in one after another.
For a while ‘China! Long live! "The cheers screamed into the sky!
They seemed to capture the St. Petersburg stadium and directly suppress Swedish fans without any movement.
At this moment, Chinese fans are very proud, there is no way, who can call us more!
In the boiling stadium ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Wu Lei and Yi Le accepted the heroic courtesy.
After the celebration, Wu Lei found Yi Le, he said excitedly; "I feel that I can still score!"
Yi Le said with a smile: "I will pass you the ball!"
"Let me say ..."
"The two of you are almost the same." Zheng Zhi shouted dissatisfiedly: "When will we celebrate? Will the game still play?"
After hearing this, Wu Lei and Yi Le looked at each other awkwardly.
Under the gaze of Zheng Zhihu, the two returned to their home half.
After returning to the halftime, Yi Le took a deep breath, the goal was extremely exciting, but at most it was equalized and they had not won the game.
Yi Le turned his ankle subconsciously without much tingling.
Yi Le smiled with satisfaction.
It feels good!
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