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

To be honest, Ye Chen was a little anxious.

He couldn't wait to get on the pitch and finish off Tottenham.

But in the last few days when he was training with the team, Ye Chen's movements were still not as smooth as before.

Klopp, who sees everything in his eyes, is naturally unwilling to take this risk!

After all, Klopp is also a player. He has seen too many cases where some minor problems have caused serious injuries——

For Klopp, even if he doesn't want this trophy, he doesn't want Ye Chen's injury to get worse!

Of course, even though he is one goal behind now, he feels that he can still hold the situation——

As for Ye Chen playing or something, it's not that time yet!

The game on the field continues.

It's not one-sided.

Chelsea also had an excellent opportunity to threaten the opponent's goal, but they just couldn't get in!

The time blinked to 35 minutes and 04 seconds.

Chelsea left-handed throw-in.

Ashley Cole throws the ball to De Bruyne.

However, Sun Xingmin on the right suddenly accelerated and broke the ball.

The small South Korean tank accelerated and sprinted instantly.

And Adebayor in the frontcourt also threw off Van Dijk and rushed forward quickly——

"Oh!"

The football turned into a scalpel and rushed directly to the hinterland of Chelsea!

Adebayor has arrived!

Cech's reaction was quick, decisively abandoning the goal and attacking, compressing his shooting angle.

However, Adebayor was extremely confident this time, and volleyed directly——

Cech reacted quickly and threw himself to the left!

But football is faster!

"gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

"Adebayor hits the goal!"

"Son Xingmin's beautiful steals and through balls, Adebayor made the final decision!"

After the goal, Adebayor took the initiative to hug Sun Xingmin, and pulled him directly to the sidelines to celebrate the goal together!

Obviously, 80.00% of the credit for this goal is Sun Xingmin!

Tottenham 2 to 0 Chelsea!

Boas on the sidelines roared again——

Today is his revenge battle!

To avenge Abramovich for firing him!

Abu in the stands has a very serious expression at the moment, and his eyes are full of flames.

Last year, Chelsea were defeated by Dortmund in the final and lost the Champions League.

Did Chelsea fall in the final of the European war again this year?

Not reconciled——

Abramovich set his sights on the bench.

To be precise, it fell on Ye Chen——

The man known as the Son of Miracle, are you still not ready to play?

Klopp, what are you waiting for?

Terry in the stands also had a dignified expression!

Unwilling!

anger!

But in the end, there is only powerlessness!

Why did I get hurt at such a critical time?

ah ah ah-

why?

Ye Chen on the bench remained silent——

And Klopp picked up a bottle of water from the ground and drank it in a big gulp.

Obviously, he was nervous!

When people are nervous, they will drink water to relieve it!

Klopp returned to his position, and his brain started to brainstorm.

There are still more than ten minutes, is it offense or defense?

When he fell behind 1-0, Klopp felt that he could change his formation in the second half and change his style of play to catch up.

But now 2-0 behind, when Hazard and Ye Chen couldn't play, it was too difficult to catch up——

Let alone overtake!

But when he was struggling, Ye Chen next to him said again, "Boss, I can really appear!"

Klopp looked at Marven Ye seriously, and said in a deep voice, "Wait a little longer."

Hey--

Ye Chen let out a long sigh.

Already trailing 2-0.

If he doesn't show up again, even the gods can't save him!

Klopp patted Marven Ye on the shoulder, "Let's play again in the second half, let them hold on for a while!"

After speaking, he stepped out of his position again and began to arrange the last-minute tactics.

How could he sit still at this time!

It's like sitting on pins and needles——

Ye Chen didn't speak anymore.

It's almost the end of the game, and it's really inappropriate to make substitutions at this time.

Of course, Klopp also has plans to let him take a break.

Ye Chen naturally sees everything——

But if you lose this game, you will regret it for the rest of your life!

Many people say that regret is also a kind of beauty.

But Ye Chen hates this sentence the most——

It's all a pity, is there a beautiful chicken?

"System, help me get rid of the last week's injuries!" Ye Chen said in a deep voice in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Ding, do you want to consume 100 points to eliminate three days of injury time?"

"Yes!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for defeating the disease and recovering health!"

Ye Chen was injured on May 5, but after treatment, he was almost healed before May 2.

But today is only May 5th, and there is still some pain in my feet——

It's not that Ye Chen can't bear this kind of pain, but Ye Chen is also afraid that a small injury will turn into a serious illness, leaving the root cause of the disease.

Anyway, the points can’t be eaten as a meal, if you spend it, you spend it——

In fact, Ye Chen didn't know that if he didn't spend points to shorten the time of injury this time, the injury and long-term recuperation would reduce his overall strength!

Explosive power and so on can't be maintained at 100, if you want to get back to [-], you have to upgrade again——

But Ye Chen didn't need these at all.

He is a person who likes to use cheats when he plays games. How could he not intentionally lie dead when he has points.

But after this incident, Ye Chen felt that he had to prepare some points at all times.

It will be troublesome if you get hurt again.

Especially if you miss the World Cup due to injury, it will definitely be a lifetime of pain.

You must know that the World Cup is only held every four years.

How many players can maintain their peak form for four years?

The game on the field continues.

Tottenham fans are already chanting the title.

The Chelsea fans fell into silence——

Chelsea's performance today is really average.

It's not that they didn't work hard enough, but it's too much difference in finishing the job!

Adebayor and Bell didn't hit the goal many times, but they scored.

What about Chelsea?

Hey--

God is killing me Chelsea!

40 minutes 45 seconds.

Modric on the outside took the ball and rushed in, suddenly he didn't know who to pass it to, so he simply got bored.

But the ball did not hit the goal range.

Seeing this scene, former teammate Dembele came up, "Luka, it seems that going to Chelsea didn't let you win the championship!"

Modric frowned, "The game is not over yet!"

41 minutes 11 seconds.

Midfielder Dembele intercepts Kante's pass to Mata.

A tackle, the ball fell to Scott Parker next to him.

Parker pushed forward as soon as he got the ball.

Sigurdsson takes the ball comfortably!

It has to be said that today Tottenham scored faster than Chelsea, and the state of the game almost completed the change from defense to offense in the blink of an eye.

Sigurdsson, who took the ball, saw Sun Xingmin on the right inserting at high speed——

"Oh!"

The football flew straight to the right side of the field.

It's Son Heung-min again!

Sun Xingmin on the right starts in fifth gear and sprints quickly——

Looking at the black-haired and yellow-skinned kid on the pitch, the Chelsea fans fell silent.

It would be great if it was Ye Chen who sprinted this time!

Football bypassed Van Dijk.

The Icelandic sniper has a well-deserved reputation. This pass is so accurate!

Sun Xingmin entered the penalty area, saw Van Dijk getting closer, and shot directly——

"Oh!"

When the football flew out, Sun Xingmin also fell on the lawn.

This kick exhausted all the strength in his whole body!

Cech in front of the goal immediately reached out to block the ball.

But the ball is too fast--

The football goes directly to the net!

"The game is over!" Seeing the goal, Zhan Jun let out a long breath and announced in a desperate tone.

"Tottenham leads Chelsea 3-0. Chelsea has no chance in this game!"

In the stands, countless Tottenham fans raised their arms and shouted.

Son Xingmin, who scored the goal, got up from the ground, rushed to the corner kick, jumped high, and turned 180 degrees directly!

"siu~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The Tottenham fans at the scene shouted!

After the celebration, Sun Xingmin gave a thumbs up to Chelsea's bench!

However, the Chelsea fans in the stands fell into dead silence.

Pairs of eyes looked at the bench——

At this moment, Ye Chen stood up from his seat.

He silently picked up a training suit from the side and put it on.

"Wow—"

Ye Lulu's eyes in the stands suddenly became moist, and tears welled up in her eyes.

He—is he ready to play?

That man is back!

ps: Thank you [Xiaobaibai who likes the Japanese Begonia] big brother and god for certification! ! !Role arrangement! ! !