Football: Reject the national football team, I will join the German national team

"goooooooooooooooooooal!!!"

"My God, what did I see?" The commentator was so excited that he was incoherent, and he covered his head while sitting on the commentary seat, "I can't believe my eyes at all!"

"Ye, who ran for nine and 10 minutes, actually completed his fourth hat-trick with a wonderful goal over three players at the last moment!"

"This is simply God! God! Come! Come!"

He roared word by word!

"Guys, tell me who, who scored the fifth goal?"

The fans at the scene also shouted, "Ye!"

"It's Ye!"

"My favorite leaf!"

"My God, Yeh is the god of Westphalia!"

You can't describe it all in words!

There were more than 8 people in the audience, including the fans of the visiting team, who watched this scene in disbelief.

And Kuba, who was the closest to the goal, seemed to have been cast with a holding spell at the moment, his eyes widened and he looked at Ye Chen who rushed to the south stand after scoring the goal in disbelief.

What did he see?

miracle!

This goal is a collection of wisdom, skill and perfect shooting!

He couldn't even describe the shock in his heart with words!

Feeling the roar of mountains and tsunami in his ears, Kuba spit out two words, "Damn!"

However, I am uneducated, so I can say it all over the world!

The coach command area in front of the bench.

Uncle Zha looked at Ye Chen who was celebrating with his fist in the corner with an incredulous expression on his face. He covered his head with his hands, but there was a smile on his face.

However, Saulbakken on the other side sat slumped on the ground with empty eyes.

He did everything he could, and the players did their best.

Look at Matushchik, who is lying on the ground and can't get up; look at Sereno, whose body is trembling with his legs propped up; look at Butcht, who has no strength to chase back, and breathes like a fan. Man……

You don't want to blame them at all!

They tried their best, but Ye Chen at this moment is just...

Yes, God come!

The narrator sums it up perfectly!

……

Time is up 1 minute ago.

Huaxia, five live broadcast rooms of sports.

At this moment, the two commentators had worried expressions on their faces, Ye Chen on the field was in trouble!

"Ye Chen experienced the most difficult 10 minutes of the game. The players in Cologne treated him like a giant panda and protected him layer by layer!" Huang Jianxiang's magnetic voice spread to thousands of households.

Zhan Jun also nodded, "After all, he is a young player who has just entered the professional game. When faced with two or even three players double-teaming, he really doesn't know what to do!"

"To be honest, Ye Chen is just a 17-year-old young player, what about Cologne?" Huang Jianxiang said with a depressed face.

Seeing Ye Chen being restrained, he was anxious!

"That's true!" Zhan Jun laughed, "You must know that Ye Chen scored two goals and one assist today, including the corner kick scored by Ye Chen's long-range shot. He can be said to be alone. Involved in four goals! If I were Cologne coach, I would also let the players double-team him!"

"I understand the truth, but seeing Ye Chen being locked up, it feels a bit uncomfortable." Huang Jianxiang sighed.

"He has done a good job, but with Ye Chen's performance, there will definitely be more teams targeting Ye Chen like this in the future!" Zhan Jun said seriously.

Of course, this also shows how scary Ye Chen is now!

You can't defend against one person, but if two defend, other players will be left open.

But how to pick the ball depends on the player's personal ability.

This is also the gap between ordinary stars and top stars!

While the two were chatting, Ye Chen retreated to get the ball again.

"Ye Chen ran back to meet him. Although he was far away from the penalty area, he brought out the defender after he moved!" Huang Jianxiang's voice suddenly increased, "What is he doing?"

Zhan Jun's eyes widened, "An interesting scene happened on the court. Ye Chen actually used the referee to play a pick-and-roll on the basketball court. Ye Chen's brain is really too flexible!"

"Ye Chen used the referee to get rid of Butchtman's personal marking, but his teammate Sereno has already reacted!"

"Matushchik next to him fell to the ground to tackle... Wow, what did I see? Ye Chen became a musician on the field, playing the violin with his right foot!"

"Not good, the sole of Matushchik who fell to the ground rubbed against Ye Chen, but he didn't lose control of the ball!"

"Sereno rushed up, beautiful...beautiful piercing the crotch!"

"Only the goalkeeper Lensing is left!"

"Lensing abandoned the door and attacked!"

"Shoot! It's a shot! What did I see!"

"Go in, go in, go in!"

"Ye Chen passed three people in a row, and finally scored with a lob shot!"

Both Huang Jianxiang and Zhan Jun left their buttocks off the stool, staring intently at the TV screen.

The moment the football entered the goal, the two jumped up from the stool!

A second ago, they were still worried about what Ye Chen should do.

In the next second, Ye Chen wrote a perfect answer sheet with his feet!

Huang Jianxiang roared impassionedly, "I think the fans at this moment are happy! Because our fans no longer need to envy the fans of Argentina or Portugal. We also have our own Messi and Ronaldo. He is Ye Chen!"

Zhan Jun also said, "Mo Chou has no confidant in the future, no one in the Bundesliga knows you! Starting today, I believe that no one in the Bundesliga will never know Ye Chen, and I also believe that in the future, Ye Chen's name will resound throughout the world." Altar! He will become a banner like Yao Ming, leading a new era!"

The deafening "Song of Ye Chen" sounded at the Westfalenstadion!

And Zhan Jun and Huang Jianxiang sang at the same time.

"Halahala Yechen Yechen!"

"Ye Chen from China!"

"Our favorite Huaxia boy, Yechen Yechen!"

"Our omnipotent Ye Chen!"

Ye Chen's song spread to thousands of households through TV sets, and countless fans had tears in their eyes.

Fans have waited too long for this moment.

Huaxia never lacks passionate fans, but they lack spiritual support!

But now, a 17-year-old Pianpian boy is galloping in the Bundesliga in a yellow jersey!

The sword energy spans thirty thousand miles, and the sword is frosty and cold in nineteen states!

……

Dot it.

"Fighting the Gods! From today onwards, I will be Ye Chen's diehard fan!"

"Tearful eyes, I must go to the scene once in my life to watch Ye Chen play football!"

"Who wouldn't love Ye Chen like this?"

"Argentina has Messi, Portugal has Ronaldo, England has Rooney, Brazil has Neymar, and China has Yechen! From now on, I don't have to envy them anymore!"

"Teacher Zhan's commentary is really explosive. Mo Chou has no confidant in the future, and no one in the Bundesliga doesn't know the king! I want to see who dares to underestimate Ye Chen in the future!"

"Wake up upstairs, the Football Association declares that you forgot?"

"Shocked! The talented shooter with four hat-tricks was rejected due to lack of strength!"

Ye Chen wrote moving poems with his own feet.

However, every goal he scored today was a resounding slap on the face of the Football Association.

Of course, there is no need for Ye Chen to do anything now.

Because angry fans went to the official website of the Football Association again...