Chapter 12 The Rookie's First Experience of the Champions League

Both Paris and Naples are attacking.

Rivalry is always the best game to watch.

Intense confrontation will crazily secrete adrenaline and make people's blood boil.

Vargue sat on the bench, the 19-year-old boy was very excited.

The situation on the court was exciting enough, and he couldn't help applauding the attacks of both teams.

Crazy pace!

Crazy confrontation!

Crazy chase and attack!

All this information is telling him that this is the Champions League!

The highest stage in Europe is also the stage he yearns for the most.

He can't wait to join the goal and fight with his teammates, but he understands that he is not qualified to join it now.

He's still too weak for those teammates on the field.

Swish! !

Yi Le chased the ball to the sideline of the coach's bench, and Insigne also chased him, and the two collided fiercely.

Wager watched Yi Le stagger a few steps, and then passed the ball from the opponent's crotch as if conjuring, while he quickly completed the movement of turning around and chasing.

"so fast!!"

Wag couldn't help but marvel.

Jin Pengbei laughed and said: "It's nothing. Now that Yi Gang has recovered from his injury, if he was replaced by him before the injury, Insigne would be knocked into the air by him!"

Hearing this, Wa Ge's eyes widened. He remembered that Yi Le's body didn't seem to be strong.

Kim Pembe seemed to see the other party's doubts, and couldn't help curling his lips and said: "That's a lie, just like Modric of Real Madrid. These two guys look thin, but when you really fight with him, you will You will find that you can't drag him down no matter what!"

Hearing this, Wag suddenly realized, and then looked enviously at the arena.

Kimpembe continued to laugh and said, "Want to play?"

Wag nodded without hesitation.

This is the Champions League!

This is his dream stage, how could he not want to play.

"Then you're going to be disappointed, I'm the first substitute!" After finishing speaking, he raised two fingers, making a gesture of yes, and said with a smile: "You are the second substitute!"

Wag looked a little gloomy.

"Wag, go warm up!"

Boas' voice came suddenly, which made Wagga and Kimpembe stunned.

Kim Pembe shouted in astonishment: "Boss, I am the first substitute!"

Boas turned his head and said quietly: "Substitute? Is it an honor?"

Kimpembe; "..."

After saying a word about Kim Pembe, Boas looked at the dazed Wagger, frowned and said, "What are you still doing sitting around?"

A hint of ecstasy appeared on Wag's face, he jumped up like a spring, and said, "Understood, boss!"

After speaking, the little guy ran out happily.

My head is full of my imagination about my Champions League debut.

Assistant coach Michel greeted a member of the coaching staff to go up and explain the tactics, while he stayed where he was.

He is an assistant coach, and he will explain tactics to Yi Le, Neymar and others, but it is not his turn for a rookie like Wag.

Looking at Wagga's back, Michelle asked Boas; "You want to use him?"

Boas nodded and said: "Let him experience the atmosphere of the Champions League in advance!"

Michelle said quietly: "We only scored one goal!"

Dude, are you a little drifting?

Hearing this, Boas grinned and showed Senhan's teeth, "He will come in again soon!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of violent cheers at the scene.

Paris, who was pouring the ball in the midfield, followed Yi Le's decisive insertion, and a through ball directly penetrated Naples' defense.

Both Mbappe and Di Maria are running at full speed, and Cavani pulls to apply pressure.

Naples was in a mess for a moment.

Di Maria caught up with the ball first, and when he caught up, the opponent's goalkeeper also rushed over.

But Di Maria didn't seem flustered at all. With a flick of his toe, the ball flew towards the empty goal.

And he was directly knocked down by the opponent's goalkeeper.

Di Maria fell to the ground hard, and he immediately looked up to confirm whether he had scored.

The ball was still flying in mid-air. The Naples defender returned at full speed and stretched his foot to hook back near the goal line, but still failed to touch the ball, and could only watch the ball fall into the net.

The familiar roar sounded again over Paris.

"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

"Di Maria!! Angel Di Maria! He scored the second goal for us!"

"The full time was 34 minutes, and we scored two goals in the first half!!"

"I think, I can announce now! We can send a letter of war to the whole of Europe, the terrible Paris is back!!"

Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

Tens of thousands of Paris fans were boiling.

They waved their flags and shouted with all their strength, and they felt like they were going crazy.

happy!

So happy!

There is nothing better than scoring a goal!

"Yi's performance was perfect. Injuries did not defeat him. After returning, he continued his crazy state again!"

"This is Yi's second assist in this game!"

"Hahahahaha, cheers! Be proud! Parisians! This is our super midfielder!!"

easy! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

easy! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

easy! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Tens of thousands of fans were shouting Yi Le's name frantically.

Wagg stopped, his whole body trembling.

His gaze crossed the crowd and looked at the figure with his hands raised high!

Although his figure is not strong and his shoulders are not broad, in his opinion, that back is so stalwart!

"Awesome!" Wag murmured enviously.

 …

The second goal caused Naples to collapse a bit.

From then on until the end of the first half, they failed to organize an effective offense and all returned to the big penalty area to defend.

Under the defense of Naples, Paris failed to expand the score again.

Paris Saint-Germain 2:0 Naples in the first half.

During the intermission, the dressing room in Paris laughed and laughed.

For the performance of the first half, they are very satisfied.

Boas led the team doctor and assistant coach to check Yi Le's injury again. After getting the team doctor's "healthy" response, he was relieved, but he cursed the Chinese team in his heart.

This is also a common problem of every club head coach. They don't like players getting injured in national team games, especially big injuries like Yi Le.

After a halftime break, the game restarted in the second half.

At the beginning of the game, Naples began to attack furiously after the sneak attack failed.

But a group of clubs in Paris are also good at it, and they directly responded to it.

The start of the second half was full of gunpowder.

But Naples was obviously not as good as Paris. In 61 minutes, Yi Le instigated an attack, and Neymar assisted Mbappe to score another goal to expand the score to 3:0.

But this is not over yet. In 74 minutes, Naples was kicked a bit confused, the offense was disorganized, and the backcourt was even more loopholed.

Yi Le's long pass landed in a deadly gap, Cavani stopped the ball with his chest, and a volley shot widened the score again.

So far, Paris has laid the foundation for victory.

That's not exhausting and hopeless.

Seeing this situation, Boas began to make substitutions.

Meunier is off, Wag is on.

The young Senegalese boy was excited to be on the stage of the Champions League for the first time.

He always took Kimpembe's advice to heart.

"Remember, you don't need to express yourself. What the boss wants is a stable backcourt, not a backcourt that shows off. Our midfielder is strong enough. If you want to stand out, what you need to do is to be down-to-earth If you have a chance, pass the ball to Yi, and if you have no chance to create an opportunity, pass it to Yi!"

The immature Wag didn't know that Kimpembe was digging holes for him.

Boas approached Wagga, wanting to encourage this inexperienced young man.

"Here we go, do you know what to do?"

"Know!"

Wagger responded forcefully, and Boas was stunned by one sentence.

clear?

Do you understand a ball? I didn't say anything!

But just as he was about to speak, Wague had already high-fived Meunier, and Sa Yazi ran to the court, the speed was so fast that it was impossible for Boas to call him back.

Looking at Wagga's back, Boas felt depressed.

So, what do you really know?

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