The first half ended with Wolfsburg leading 3:0, which immediately ended the suspense.
When Yi Zhe followed his teammates out of the field and headed to the locker room, almost all Wolfsburg fans stood up and chanted his name.
"easy!
!
!”
"easy!
!
!”
"easy!
!
!”
This enthusiasm made Yi Zhe stunned for a moment, but then he thought of something, waved his hands towards the stands, and turned to signal to the stands on the other side of the stadium.
This is a standard farewell gesture and should not appear at this point. Only He Wei was the first to realize what Yi Zhe was doing.
"If there are no accidents, this will be Yi Zhe's last game at Wolfsburg's Champions League home court. The miracle he created starts from here, and he will also lead Wolfsburg to the top! This is the best ending, and this is not forgetting the way we came.
people!"
Many fans in the stands were stunned for a moment, and then many began to wipe the corners of their reddish eyes, and the cheers at the stadium grew even louder.
"easy!
!
!”
Heijin forcibly suppressed the high spirits deep in his heart. Although he was full of ecstasy, he still said with a straight face to the players who were almost getting carried away: "Now is the time to test our professionalism, guys! Show what you should have
If I see any disrespect for my opponent, I will never give him a chance to play for even one minute in the final!"
Everyone understands that this is the Champions League, and any slack performance on the field is disrespectful to the opponent, so this requirement is in other words - fight to the death!
On the other hand, it was Pellegrini. He really didn't have any tricks. He was beaten like this before he even had time to change formations. Faced with such a mess, the team must not mess up, so he could only hold on.
He shouted to all the players in one breath: "The game is not over yet, gentlemen! If we can score a goal, you will create a miracle!"
Of course, Pellegrini is not a talkative coach, so beating chicken blood is not his specialty at all, and it looks very lame.
But this is the Volkswagen Arena, and Pellegrini brought Yaya Toure back up to try to strengthen the midfield, but it didn't work. Just listen to the rhythmic shouts at the scene.
“Yi-wuwu-wu!
!
!”
“Yi-wuwu-wu!
!
!”
Every rhythmic collective shout was controlled by Yi Zhe, and such shouts almost never stopped in the second half.
All commentators slowly accepted this result. Perhaps the most interesting tidbit in the second half was that De Bruyne waved his hands directly at Pellegrini who was urging him hurriedly on the sidelines to express his dissatisfaction and disdain.
"This is Pellegrini losing control! Even the good-tempered Kevin is dissatisfied with him!"
"It looks like his Manchester City career is over!"
"Hahahaha! Let us guess how Kevin feels at this moment! Will he regret his decision last season? He should have been the winner here, but now he can only say goodbye to the final stage."
Three minutes into stoppage time in the second half, with the referee's three long whistles in the middle of the circle, all the players rushed to the center of the field, and the stadium suddenly gathered into a sea of joy.
"Congratulations to Wolfsburg! They eliminated Real Madrid and Manchester City in a shocking way! No one can stop this team from reaching the Champions League final for the first time in history!"
"This is a miracle for a civilian team in the Jinyuan football era! They are God's darlings! Will miracles continue?"
All the commentators from the first-tier European media began to cheer for Wolfsburg. This is the treatment that a winner deserves. Even the leading media outlets in England immediately changed their stance the moment the game was settled.
This is called professionalism. No one knows better than them how exciting the miracles of the common people in the Jinyuan era are. There are Wolfsburg in the Champions League and Leicester City in the Premier League. They are already very close to the peak. This is at the end of the world.
An absolute miracle of sudden rise.
He Wei congratulated Yi Zhe. This is a brand new moment. In any case, Yi Zhe has set a new banner for Chinese players to study abroad in the Champions League.
"Congratulations to Yi Zhe! This is his and our common glory! Next we go to the San Siro Stadium! Yi Zhe and his Wolfsburg have one last step left!"
The team is already getting excited in the locker room. The team has already prepared champagne and is waiting for everyone to let go after the game.
However, the door to the locker room suddenly opened and the club staff walked in, catching everyone off guard.
"easy……"
Yi Zhe wiped the water still dripping from his face and turned his head to let people see his hair, which was still full of champagne bubbles.
The staff also knew that it seemed to have disturbed the team's carnival, but he still said apologetically: "The fans have not left the stadium yet. The club hopes that you can accept the carnival with everyone. This is our intention."
The carnival atmosphere in the locker room suddenly became quiet, and almost everyone looked down.
"Damn it! It's celebration time! Are those guys in the club crazy?"
"We don't need him to remind us that Yi is leaving! This isn't Yi's last show here! Why is it like this?"
"Oh shit……"
Everyone is not good-tempered, but the most touching thing is that everyone accepted the ending, and no one even blamed Yi Zhe.
"Well……"
Yi Zhe rushed into the shower room quickly. He didn't know there was such a step, and no one told him about it!
This was indeed a spur-of-the-moment moment, because no one left the field after the game and everyone was partying. This was a night that made history.
Yi Zhe walked back to the court wearing a brand new jersey, and the surroundings in the stands suddenly became lively again.
"easy!
!
!”
Yi Zhe once again raised his hands to greet the surrounding stands, picked up the microphone in his hand, and shouted loudly to the cheers of all the fans: "This is a historic night for Wolfsburg. Thank you to each of you for your company! We cannot predict the future.
, but this jersey is worth everything that my teammates and I have put in. We are Wolfsburg, fearless! If we go to the final, we are the top! If we go to San Siro, the glory belongs to us!"
These words instantly raised the atmosphere at the scene, and all the fans were chanting slogans belonging to Wolfsburg.
"vfl!
!
!”
"vfl!
!
!”
But many people sniffed hard at the same time.
Yi Zhe never said that he was leaving, but everyone knew that there was no need to say goodbye.
All the fans are chanting Yi Zhe's name. He promised everyone that he will take Wolfsburg to the top. This is enough.
Manager Alofs was at the scene. He looked at Yi Zhe in the center of the court with twinkling eyes.
He has always trusted the youngest and best captain in the history of Wolfsburg. If he gives the club a peak that will go down in history, Wolfsburg should also show his affection for him.
