Chapter 112 Yes! We Can!

After Di Maria scored, he didn't celebrate at all. Instead, he pulled the opponent's goal to pick up the ball, then greeted everyone and returned quickly.

Di Maria's face was extremely solemn.

One goal doesn't solve the problem, they need another one.

On PP Sports, Zhan Jun was going crazy.

"This is such a game! Tie, advantage, fall behind, tie again! This is so crazy, the resilience of PSG is terrible."

"No matter which side the final victory belongs to, the excitement of this game is definitely the most exciting in this year's Champions League."

"Yile independently suppresses Barcelona's midfielder!"

"Messi challenges the Paris defense alone!"

"A crucial goal from the Argentinian Angel!"

"All this is stimulating our nerves. Counting injury time, there are at most 4 minutes left in the game. This will be the key. Can Paris complete the reversal within these four minutes? Can Barcelona defend Paris' attack? ...This game is amazing!"

...

French George's already nervous voice was trembling.

"This is a touching 45 minutes. In this game, there will always be a team that fans love to leave, and this game itself will become a precious treasure in our memory!"

"We know that this game is not good for us. We have physical problems. One of our core players has withdrawn from the season due to injury. After a season of fierce battles and various bad situations, we have already There are thousands of holes, but none of these can stop us from moving forward!"

"Yes, the boys did a great job. When no one was optimistic about them and everyone thought the victory belonged to Barcelona, ​​they persisted until the end!"

"A goal!" George took a deep breath, controlled his restless heart, and said in a deep voice: "One step to heaven, one step to hell!"

"God! We just need one goal!"

...

“The lads were tired and they were attacking hard.”

"This game,

No one chose to back down, they challenged the difficult situation! "

"I am proud of this Paris. This is the Paris of my dreams, the team that is tough, brave and never gives up!"

"Guys, please cheer as loudly as you can, stamp your feet, and use all methods to make as much noise as possible to let our players know that we are with them!"

"This is a battle that belongs to the Parisians. Even if we can't play, we must do our best to encourage them in the stands!"

Following Monet's words, Paris fans stood up from their seats one by one. They began to raise their arms and applaud slowly.

Boom boom! !

Boom boom! !

Boom boom! !

Onward, PSG! !

Loud singing came from the east stand. At this moment, Paris fans held hands and sang loudly their voice of honor.

Under the camera are hysterical faces. They shout, they applaud, and they try their best to convey their beliefs to the players.

A young child made his hands into the shape of a trumpet, and his pink face turned red.

An old man sitting in a wheelchair was banging on the isolation fence with his dry palms.

In the coaching bench, Villas-Boas took the lead and knelt on the lawn, and they prayed with the most pious attitude.

In the VIP box, the Paris president and director also raised their arms high and clapped along with the rhythm.

Noise, singing, and shouting were intertwined, and the entire Parc des Princes stadium was boiling.

In the final stages of the game, Paris was united.

Seeing this, Old Monet had tears in his eyes. He said slowly with a trembling voice, "I'm very happy, you make me proud!"

Then, the old man wiped his tears, stood up, picked up the microphone, took a deep breath, and roared suddenly.

The voice is a little hoarse, but it is full of shuddering faith!

"Yes! We can!"

What followed was a sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.

Yes! We can! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

Don't give up, don't abandon!

With only one goal difference, they will complete a comeback within 4 minutes!

The huge momentum swept across the entire stadium, which put the Barcelona players under tremendous pressure.

On the other hand, the Paris players all looked excited.

Their blood boiled with such support.

A goal!

Just one goal away, as the fans say.

Yes, they can do it!

...

The game restarted. After Barcelona kicked off the ball, the whole team began to move back. They wanted to hold on to the last glimmer of hope.

The total score is now 4-4. With two away goals, it is Barcelona who has advanced to the semi-finals of the Champions League.

Therefore, they have to hold on to this goal.

For Paris Saint-Germain, they need to attack, they need to score goals, and they want to enter the semi-finals!

Barcelona wanted to reverse the ball and delay time, but Paris Saint-Germain gave them no chance at all. During the crazy pressing in the frontcourt, Barcelona lost the ball.

The ball was passed to Yile, who passed the ball to the left wing. Di Maria made a crazy breakthrough, but still couldn't reach the penalty area.

The game entered injury time.

The last three minutes.

Yi Le reorganized his attack. He felt that his feet were as heavy as lead, but he gritted his teeth and persisted.

Yi Le was given special care, but he endured the pressure and stood up immediately even if he was knocked down.

At this point, it was a race against time, and they had very little time left.

Last two minutes.

Mbappe tried to hit the goal, but Ter Stegen punched the ball out.

The ball landed in Zhongluo and was confiscated by Yile again.

Paris goalkeeper Navas also came out. Everyone rushed into Barcelona's half, and 22 people competed in the final.

The physical energy of both sides was exhausted, and Yi Le continued to use passes to stretch Barcelona's defense.

But the effect was not good, these guys didn't give any space at all.

last minute.

Yi Le gritted his teeth and made a decision, and he headed straight forward to kill.

Yile's sudden start made Barcelona panic. Busquets and Rakitic wanted to block Yile. They wanted to close the door to defend, but Yile suddenly accelerated and squeezed between them. past.

Yi Le staggered, but seeing that he was still some distance away from the penalty area, he did not choose to fall and continued...

Yi Le was attacking with such ferocity that it immediately caused some palpitations in Barcelona's defense.

At the last moment, no problems can arise.

Seeing that Yi Le was about to come in, Pique made a prompt decision and attacked decisively. Even if he committed a foul, he could not let Yi Le come in.

Pique's fierce sliding tackle came, and Yi Le turned sideways and knocked the ball out at the first opportunity.

He took a protective forward bending action, and the ball came to Mbappe's feet.

But Mbappe was also gritting his teeth and rushing forward. He looked at the penalty area and his eyes were almost red.

Must score!

Must score!

Even if you fall, you have to be in the restricted area!

Seeing Mbappe's speed, everyone in Barcelona was horrified. At this moment, Lenglet rushed over and shoveled Mbappe directly, knocking Mbappe over.

This is a flagrant foul, the purpose is to stop Mbappe.

Mbappe fell to the ground. He looked at the penalty area line in front of him and hammered the ground with anger.

The Paris Saint-Germain players also surrounded him immediately, and the Barcelona players also surrounded Lenglet to protect him.

During this period, both teams are very sensitive and conflicts can easily break out.

Fortunately, the referee gave repeated warnings and finally put an end to the conflict.

Paris received a good free kick near the penalty area line.

Mbappe was a little depressed and felt that he had failed to complete the task.

At this time, a gentle palm was placed on his shoulder.

Mbappe turned around and saw Yi Le smiling at him and saying: "Well done, Kilian!"

Mbappe was still frustrated: "But it's not a penalty!"

Yi Le smiled again, patted Mbappé on the head and said: "Believe me, I will kick it in!"

After saying that, Yi Le walked firmly to the penalty spot.

Mbappe looked at Yi Le's back blankly.

He opened his mouth, feeling something strange in his heart.

Core and belief, Yi Le is a special being in the Paris team. He is admired and praised by countless people, but he also needs to bear huge pressure.

Just like now, free throw rights at critical moments.

Whether Paris can enter the semi-finals of the Champions League depends entirely on Yile's free kick.

Mbappe couldn't imagine how Yi Le could laugh under such pressure.

At the same time, he also felt a little frustrated.

He aspired to be a solo star, but at this moment, he chose to rely on Yi Le.

Even though I feel very hopeless, I still want to believe in him!