Chapter 237 Proud and Delicate Boy, Chris Aveiro(2/3)
"Yes, let alone competing with Lu Yang, I think Aveiro can't even compare to Bayizami, right?"
"Of course! Bayizami made a pass and shot, Aveiro made zero bars and zero, and he was competing with the head!"
The Portuguese fans were angry at that time.
The fight back immediately began.
"If you win Sevilla, then okay? Do you really think you are the Premier League overlords? You haven't won the championship for many years? The four-man striking monsters will have to compete for four in the Champions League group stage, right?"
Do you think this is the Champions League?
No!
This is a team war between England, Italy, Spain and Portugal.
These teams may not have so many supporters in the domestic league, but when they fight abroad, the masses across the country will become their fans.
At this moment, the English and the Portuguese obviously started to have sex.
Such a scene will also be reflected on the court.
Sporting Lisbon fans suddenly sang team songs.
Moreover, their team song changed the player's name and turned into a song that praised Chris Aveiro.
This is the greatest support that fans can give to players during the game.
Although it is not an exclusive personal song, it is also a great honor to be changed to the name like this.
You know, Aveiro is only seventeen years old!
He previously scored twice against Sevilla, which was the youngest second in Champions League history.
He is also the fifth-ranked player in Champions League history.
Such young people have a unified characteristic, that is, they are easily fed.
With the blessing of the team song, Aveiro, who was already active, became even bolder.
When he was bold, the one who was troubled was Kamihong.
The defense this way depends mainly on him.
But now, he was obviously a little tired of running.
Aveiro's dribbling is too fancy, which may delay the team's tactics a bit, but the one-on-one effect is really good.
If you don't pay attention, you can shake people.
The entire Sporting Lisbon team is creating opportunities for Aveiro to fight one-on-one.
And Aveiro finally lived up to expectations and created a very dangerous free kick in the position in the 42nd minute.
Kamihong also gave a yellow card for this.
But the main problem is that Delare's defensive awareness is too poor.
If this continues, there will be problems along the way.
Unfortunately, Suotu has no good solution.
Delare is already perfect. His offensive ability is slightly weaker than Molic, but his defensive ability is stronger than Molic and his physical confrontation is stronger. The dribbling and Molic have different styles but the effect is not bad. He is very good at propulsion, so it is understandable that he is not very good at back defense.
All I can say is that Aveiro is indeed keen and strong enough in his heart.
With the title of the left winger, he has been moving on the right, and there is no one else!
But his choice was right!
At the scene, Aveiro held the football and had no intention of giving it to anyone.
The teammates didn't come to grab it either.
They knew Aveiro's character.
This child is obviously getting up today.
He will not allow himself to do nothing in a game.
It is even more impossible for players in the same position to perform better than him.
More and more, you don’t allow yourself to be better than your idol, oh no, you do worse than your competitors!
That's right, Aveiro looked at Lu Yang.
The next moment, the commentator screamed directly!
"Oh! Aveiro's free kick, he...he was actually looking for the football valve core!"
"Does... he also wants...yes! He started to retreat, five steps, he took five steps!"
"No more, no less, just five steps!"
"Now I can announce it directly that Aveiro is Lu Yang's fan! Because he not only wants to play an elevator ball, he even has the same free throw method as Lu Yang!"
"Look, he lowered his hands, and he stood like a compass, looking a little too high."
"But this action is completely a replica of Lu Yang!"
"It started, Aveiro started running, his movements were very relaxed."
Bang!
The football crossed the human wall without any suspense and then soared straight into the sky.
Has it been knocked away?
No!
The football took a sharp turn and rushed towards the direction of the goal of Saint Remo.
All sweat came out on Areola's forehead.
This ball... is so shaky!
It shook like Lu Yang's elevator ball!
How is that possible!
How could someone be able to kick an elevator ball as strong as Lu Yang?
So many players in San Remo have tried to imitate, but this method is really too difficult and no one can imitate the essence.
And this Portuguese kid...what did he do to Lu Yang's poster!
How many times have he imitated on the Green Field?
Swish!
The sound is very crisp.
Areola didn't hit.
Football, come in!
“goal!goal!goal!goal!”
"This is definitely a dramatic scene!"
"Chris Aveiro scored directly with a free kick, winning his third goal in the Champions League group stage!"
"He is so brilliant! This free kick is so straightforward and exciting!"
"The key point is that this is Lu Yang's free kick method! Aveiro completely replicated Lu Yang's elevator ball!"
"Is this his response to Lu Yang's provocative scorpion swings his tail and arranges his flower-like feet?"
"One to two! Sporting Lisbon scored a goal! They seemed to have finally found their own rhythm!"
"Oh! Aveiro pushed his teammate away, he was going to celebrate his personal life."
"He jumped high, turned halfway in the air, swung his hands from top to bottom, and landed heavily, like a god descending to earth. This... this is one of Lu Yang's classic celebration moves!"
"It's a solid reputation! Aveiro is definitely a fan of Lu Yang! He didn't admit it in the interview before!"
“Nothing tells the story more than this celebration!”
"Aveiro seemed to have reacted, his face was a little red, and he could not argue now."
Looking at the Portuguese celebrating crazy, Molic walked towards Lu Yang: "I have thought that more than ten years later, the dense forward players will make such a celebration after scoring the goal."
"But I didn't expect that your fan would appear so soon."
"And he also scored one of our goals!"
"This kid is so lucky!"
Lu Yang also looked at Aveiro and showed a knowing smile.
This is...I can't be angry.
Does it feel so complicated to be scored by your fans?
Melo fans are everywhere. At the end of his career, fans who beat them are chased by them every day for jerseys. I feel... the old face is a little bit unhappy!
Although the fans have no malice, everyone will understand.
But if they can, they might want to comfort their fans after winning?
Instead of hearing others say, "Although I beat you, you are my idol."
Lu Yang touched Molic's head: "If he was really my fan, then he would probably not be lucky to score this goal."
To be continued...