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Chapter 279 This is Atletico Madrid

The TV screen immediately began to show the starting lineups of the two teams. Heijin made almost no adjustments to the starting lineup, but everyone knew that as long as Yizhe was online, even the brightest cards would be enough for Atletico Madrid to drink.

On the other hand, Simeone's start today will definitely generate enough buzz.

When the starting lineup and formation appeared on the screen, He Wei even felt that he had seen it wrong.

Starting goalkeeper Oblak

Three central defenders: Godin, Jimenez, Savic

Two defensive midfielders, Gaby and Koke

Three attacking frontcourts: Raul Garcia, Thiago, Carrasco

Two forwards: Torres and Griezmann

Atletico Madrid's lineup is definitely full of championship potential, but Simeone's operation is quite surprising.

It looks like the formation is more like a 3-2-3-2, with all the focus of offense and defense concentrated in the middle of the court, and there is no one on the wing!

This is the Champions League final. There are not only miracles, but also all kinds of weird things. At least no coach has arranged such tactics.

"Is this the tactic Diego Simeone prepared for Yi?"

Reese Lubet's expression was excited, but his tone was full of indifferent scorn. Everyone was professional and understood it at a glance, but now everyone was excited.

Standing at the juncture of unparalleled history, what does Simeone’s meager number mean?

No one can stop Wolfsburg!

The Champions League theme song came to an end after the (high) (tide), and fans from both sides of the stadium took the atmosphere to the next peak.

"vfl!

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!

"

"Atlti Tu Erees mi vida!

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!

"

The atmosphere at the scene reached its climax. Amidst the roaring and tsunami-like shouts, the CCTV broadcast screen was fixed on several dotted five-star red flags behind the Wolfsburg Stand on the north side.

The number of people is not large, and is insignificant compared to the mainstream of fans from both sides tonight, but it is enough to prove that there is a kind of gaze on this stage.

Accompanied by the cheers of fans from both sides, the famous Premier League whistle Clattenberg blew the opening whistle.

"The game started, Bendtner passed the ball to Yi Zhe!"

He Wei had just released his first wave of emotions. Before the ball even reached Yi Zhe's feet, Gabi and Raul Garcia had already attacked him from the front and back, directly wrapping Yi Zhe in the middle.

"Oh - Yi Zhe!"

He Wei couldn't help but exclaimed. At this moment, through the broadcast camera, he could even see that Atletico Madrid's formation showed absolutely unified actions. Everyone began to move to Yi Zhe's side, not to mention what Yi Zhe would do next second.

How to do this, the surrounding space in all directions has been compressed to the smallest limit as much as possible.

And it looked like Gabi really stole the ball.

"Ah - Yi...did he lose the ball?"

Reese Lubert exclaimed, this is really rare to see, anyone else can take away Yi Zhe's ball?

However, before Gabby could pass the ball out the next second, Yi Zhe suddenly burst out of the crowd. In a flash, the ball returned to his feet. The conversion was almost completed on the spot, and probably not many people saw it.

The moment he fell to the ground during the press, he stretched out his legs and completed the counterattack against Gabi.

"This is Yi..."

However, Reece Lubet's powerful lung capacity had just been used up to half, and his little heart suddenly lifted. Yi Zhe was forced to the left side of the midfield near the wing, and at least three players were already around him.

Today's game is destined to be unfriendly to commentators. Every scene is a heartbeat game.

Of course, Yi Zhe knew that he was facing a dead end, and there was almost no room for the ball around him. In an instant, three players on the front, back, side and left had joined forces to press in front of him. The speed was so fast that he relied on the system to make predictions without even having any feet at his feet.

The time to perform the action.

This is the Champions League final.

But Yi Zhe knows better what to do in such a game. He doesn't have much experience in finals. His only experience is playing in the Asian Cup finals on behalf of the national team. Faced with such a scene, he certainly knows how to control the ball.

Underfoot.

So Yi Zhe was surrounded by three Atletico Madrid players. The opponent almost chopped down a big tree and knocked him down again and again, but couldn't get the ball. Yi Zhe's legs kept moving, which made the Atletico Madrid players furious. Gabi

He came up and kicked Yi Zhe directly in the calf.

"Ouch-Yi!"

Clattenburg's whistle finally sounded. When Yi Zhe saw the referee coming, he lay down on the ground, hugged his calf and let out a cry of pain.

"Ouch——"

"ah--"

Clattenburg came over and gave Gabby a yellow card, then checked on Yi Zhe.

Seeing that the referee showed a yellow card, Yi Zhe took a sneak peek, turned his head to the side and continued to shout.

But he miscalculated. The Champions League final used a camera with no blind spots, so his "treacherous" smile did not escape the camera, and all the commentators saw it.

"Huh? Hahahaha... Gabby is not unfair at all. Yi's superb acting skills are enough to deceive the referee!"

"Yi is also good at acting, haha!"

Speaking of excellent acting skills on the court is usually a derogatory term, but it also depends on the situation. For example, Yi Zhe's ability is unparalleled, and he has always been an honest person who abides by the rules. Once in a while, it is very real, and the film and television academy that trained him

It's completely different if everyone has diving skills.

He Wei even smiled happily when he saw this scene: "Professional football is a world where strength is paramount, but learning to use well-known skills represents maturity. This is not the first time that Simeone's Atletico Madrid has played like this, but we are very happy to see it.

When it comes to Yi Zhe’s growth.”

At this time, all domestic fans are very dissatisfied with Atletico Madrid.

"If all teams play the purest football, I would rather not see Yizhe's growth! Just ask what else can a team like Atletico do?"

"Isn't Simeone like this all the time? He can't do whatever he wants. He'll kick someone in first place, he won't win the championship, and he won't leave until he's dead."

"The German fans are furious. The most ridiculous thing is that some people say this is called iron-blooded! Get out of here and don't touch my Germanic chariot!"

Clattenberg glanced at Yi Zhe, walked over and smiled, gesturing for Yi Zhe to get up.

"He fouled me, sir, he kicked me!" Yi Zhe still wanted to protest, what if there was an unexpected surprise?

Clattenburg just smiled and replied: "When you act in front of me, at least your eyes should be more real, young man."

Yi Zhe got up directly, glanced at the referee, took the ball and put it to the foul spot, then directly kicked off and sent a long pass behind the far end defense line!

At this second, Atletico Madrid players were still stunned, and Clattenburg did not signal to restart the set kick!

"oh--"

"Ouch——"

"Yi Zhe, quick attack, successful sneak attack!"

The scene erupted with exclamations from various fans and commentators, and the change in style was truly unexpected.

But this is Yi Zhe.

No more acting, it's a showdown.

Go straight to Huanglong, this is the Yi style that belongs to Wolfsburg!

ps: The update time may not be very regular these days. Due to work reasons, the rhythm of two updates will probably be restored after half a month.

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