Lu Yin Silly Waist

Vol 2 Chapter 107: Wu Lei

Province of Castellon, Spain, Villarreal city.

El Madrid Golf Course, also known as Love Song Stadium in Spanish, is the home of the 'Yellow Submarine'.

Today, there are a lot of Villarreal (yellow submarine) fans here.

Dong Yuming stood in the Tottenham field, and the fans who accompanied the team this time were close to 10,000.

Premier League fans are rich in ‘football hooligan’, but they also have the essence of loyalty, fanaticism and passion.

This season, along with Tottenham's better and better results, Tottenham fans' confidence in winning the championship is also stimulated. They don't want to miss every game of Tottenham. They have to witness the home team's championship win.

Villarreal has only 5000 seats for Tottenham fans, which is already the limit in the relatively good market of ‘Huang Qian’.

However, there are still more than 5,000 fans who can only wait outside the court. Although they cannot enter the infield, they still sing and cheer loudly, as if they want to turn the 'Love Song Stadium' into their home court.

Dong Yuming stood in the crowd with a lot of emotions, he witnessed the rise of Tottenham.

From an upstart in the Premier League, who is now about to reach the top of the Premier League, their rising momentum is extremely fierce, and they have even created a legend of the season's horrible winning streak.

How can such Tottenham not love!

Dong Yuming recorded the scenes with the lens.

At this moment, he felt someone patting his shoulder.

Dong Yuming turned his head to look around and saw a young man with flat head, slightly dark skin and sturdy body, about 1 meter 75.

"Xiao Lei?"

Dong Yuming shouted in surprise.

The person coming is Wu Lei, the Chinese national team's international striker, last season's Super League Golden Boots, and now plays for the Spanish club's No. 7 player.

"Brother Dong." Wu Lei also greeted with a smile.

Dong Yuming glanced up and down, and said with a smile: "A lot of solidity, no less training."

Wu Lei scratched his head and smiled; "It's okay, but the gap still exists, I can only desperately catch up."

"It's enough to have this heart." Dong Yuming smiled and patted Wu Lei's shoulder and asked, "Why are you here?"

Wu Lei pointed to the 'Love Song Stadium' and smiled; "Watch the game."

Dong Yuming was a little surprised. The Spanish are in Catalonia and Villarreal is in Valencia. This is equivalent to cross-province in China.

"Have you bought a ticket?"

Dong Yuming asked.

Wu Lei nodded and said, "I bought it, but I want to stand with you in the reporter area, just to chat."

Dong Yuming smiled briskly: "Also! Let's go in."

Coming to the reporter area, Dong Yuming put up the camera, clapped his hands, and smiled, "Are you looking at Yi Le?"

Wu Lei nodded and said with a smile: "I am very curious about him, a compatriot so fierce, I also want to see how he plays football."

"Then don't be scared." Dong Yuming chuckled and said, "In fact, Huang Qian basically has no winning percentage in this game alone."

Wu Lei surprised: "They are very strong, especially in the midfield, Dennis is called 'Little Iniesta' in Spain."

Dong Yuming smiled recklessly and blinked: "Do you know a word circulating in the Premier League?"

"what?"

Dong Yuming smiled: "Never compete with Tottenham for midfield rhythm! Yi Le will kick your **** out!"

Wu Lei froze for a moment and couldn't help but be surprised: "Do you want to be so exaggerated."

"Do you think Tottenham are hitting the double crown now by chance? Their strikers are indeed strong, but the real core point is the midfield! Yi Le, Dele. Ali, Elkson, Eric Dale, Thomas. Carol, as long as these five people rush, they can directly kick the opponent's back line to collapse! "

"Derby in North London, Arsenal relied on Ozil to curb the rhythm of Yi Le, what happened in the end? 7: 0! That's a slaughter!"

"30 assists in a single season! Don't say what is" Ines Little ", it is enough to give Iniesta to Villarreal."

"Both teams play in the midfield, but if Billy beats Real to compete with Tottenham for the midfield rhythm, then this game is basically gone."

Wu Lei looked at Dong Yuming with some surprise, not to look at his kindness now, but in the past, he was known as the "big sprayer" of the journalist world, and was famous for his sharp critical reports. time.

But now Dong Yuming so highly admires Yi Le, which makes Wu Lei more and more curious.

By the time the two chatted, the players on both sides had already entered the field.

With the whistle of the head referee, the game officially started.

Wu Lei's eyes have always been on Yi Le, who is wearing a No. 21 jersey. One thing is to say, the basic skills are really good. Every foot stop of Yi Le is an art, just right.

And his shooting route is full of creativity, which is simply unpredictable.

The Spanish did not perform well in La Liga. Wu Lei also played against Villarreal and their midfield was suppressed.

At that time, he felt that Villarreal's midfield bonus was too large, which led to their front line not getting the support they deserved.

But look at it now ... Villarreal's midfield is about to be kicked by Tottenham!

In 15 minutes of the first half, Tottenham's possession rate reached a horrible 76%.

Under the control of Yi Le, Dennis, who is known as ‘Little Iniesta’, is like a headless fly. He can only chase the ball blankly, without the prestige of playing the Spaniard.

The gap is so big? ! !

Wu Lei's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it!

In the first half of 28 minutes, Yi Le finally got a bayonet.

An unparalleled straight ball!

Sharp and deadly like a knife!

Directly penetrate the rear line of Villarreal!

Sun Xingmin quickly responded, striding into the big penalty area, facing the goalkeeper one-on-one, and steadily pushed the football into the lower left corner.

In the first half, Tottenham lead 1: 0.

"This.........."

Wu Lei looked shocked.

Why is it so simple to score?

A straight ball!

Single pole!

Goal!

How effective is this attack ...

Wu Lei looked at Yi Le, a flash of surprise and greed flashed in his eyes ...

If so ... if they also have this kind of midfielder ...

Dong Yuming applauded with laughter. He looked at Wu Lei and opened his eyes in shock. He couldn't help laughing: "I'm right? This game is gone!"

Wu Lei slowly nodded ...

The subsequent games were completely one-sided.

After Tottenham have the advantage, their ability to end the game is too strong.

They have thoughts and emotions, know when to attack, when to defend, they have the basis to play forward and retreat, and they do not give Villarreal a chance at all.

Although Villarreal struggled to fight back, but in the face of Tottenham's copper walls and iron walls, they simply could not make any effective counterattack.

This game ... the gap between the two sides is too big.

And this game also gave Wu Lei a huge shock.

...

At the end of the game, the total score is 3: 0.

Tottenham scored two goals in the first half, and in the second half with Harry Kane, he still scored again.

As Dong Yuming said, the yellow submarine was kicked.

Outside the court, Dong Yuming laughed: "How? For your future teammate, what do you want to say? Do you need to say hello in the past?"

Wu Lei shook his head for a moment and said, "No, I still have training today."

"OK then."

Wu Lei bid farewell to Dong Yuming, he clenched his fists along the way.

This is the first team in Europe!

As a single arrow, he and Harry Kane are not at the same level, even Sun Xingmin can finish himself.