Chapter 209

The players of both teams are about to enter the stadium.

Wolverhampton Wanderers is at home, so of course their players will enter the stadium first.

The warm applause in the stands welcomes them.

DJ's deep voice sounded again, "Let's welcome the Manchester City players who have come from afar..."

At this time, the fans in the stands stood up and stretched their necks to look.

They are waiting for the familiar black-haired boy.

In this game, Guardiola rotated almost all the starting players.

Kompany, as the captain, walked first with the team flag.

Zhao Yi, who usually plays after Silva, Fernandinho, Aguero and Joe Hart, walked second this time.

So the fans of Wolverhampton Wanderers didn't have to wait too long.

"Vincent Kompany, next..."

The voice of the DJ on the scene was completely buried in the roar of the mountains.

"Zhao!"

"Zhao!!!!!!!"

In the stands like an earthquake, there were tens of thousands of fans shouting wildly.

The players of Wolverhampton Wanderers lined up there, looked at Zhao Yi, and stretched out their hands to applaud.

Less than three months from the last time he left this stadium.

Zhao Yi stepped on the grass of Molineux Stadium again.

It was here that he started his professional career.

It was here that he became a rising star that everyone was paying attention to.

He felt the warm call, even more than before.

Zhao Yi raised his head and looked at the stands around him.

He stretched out his hand and waved to the lovely, pious and simple fans in the stands.

He got a more intense response.

Those fans tried to stand higher and shout louder, hoping that Zhao Yi could see them clearly.

A huge banner was displayed in the stands.

"Welcome home!"

"Welcome back to Molineux, Super Zhao!"

"Zhao is awesome, we love you, forever!"

Bueno, who was no longer in the live broadcast hall, arrived at the scene this time.

He stood up, wearing a red Wolf King jersey, and waved a huge red five-star flag vigorously.

"My idol is here!"

"Wolf King! He deserves the best welcome ceremony!"

"Didn't you eat? Shout and cheer!!!"

"Oh my god... Oh my god... He saw me! Ahahahaha... He waved to me... Ahahahaha..."

Zhao Yi gave a thumbs up to the red scenery.

That was Bueno's work area. He had already run out of the commentary booth and turned into a crazy clown.

The enthusiastic love around him swept over, which shocked Zhao Yi's heart.

Aguero clapped his hands and looked at the shocking scene in a daze.

Countless flags were flying, and the red jerseys turned into a vast ocean.

And their home team players clearly changed the style of their jerseys and replaced them with the yellow jerseys of the sponsor.

It was terrible.

One person is one team.

These fans must love their team deeply, but when Zhao Yi returned here, they were really willing to temporarily give up their identity as home team fans.

"What's missing? Why is there no big tifo of Zhao?" Aguero nitpicked, looking at the grand occasion in the stands, and muttered.

"Oh my God, did you see it? Can you feel it? This is football!" Zhan Lu looked at the broadcast screen, and even though he was not there, he got goose bumps all over his body.

"How can you not love football??? This is Zhao Yi, this is his influence in Wolverhampton, I believe that one day he will have this influence in the whole of England, the whole of Europe, and even the whole world of football!

No matter where it is, it is his home court!"

"I believe that in ten years, twenty years, our football-loving children's idols will no longer be Messi, Ronaldo, Zidane, Maradona, Beckham... but Zhao Yi!

It is Zhao Yi, the king of football from China!"

"I really shed tears!"

"Wolverhampton fans..."

"Oh my God, I can't imagine that European football fans will do this to a Chinese..."

"Come on, Zhao Yi!"

"Thanks to Zhao the King of Football, I saw this scene!"

"Tears..."

On the court, the game between the two sides finally started.

Originally, Zhao Yi would not play, but because this is Molineux, Guardiola let him start.

Manchester City is almost entirely substitutes.

Goalkeeper Kaba

Lello, defenders Clichy, Kompany, Mangala, Sagna.

Fernando and Maffeo at the defensive midfielder position

Three attacking frontcourt players, Zhao Yi, Nasri, Navas.

Single striker Iheanacho.

Wolves pick sides, Manchester City has the ball.

"Long time no see, Zhao! He is now on the left, and the main defender is his adopted son, Dawson."

Bueno called Dawson Zhao Yi's godson.

Because Dawson said Zhao Yi was his adopted parent.

It was just a metaphor, but Bueno remembered it.

Maffeo passed the ball directly to Zhao Yi.

When Zhao Yi held the ball, the stands would recall the enthusiastic cheers.

This was as familiar to him as last season.

And the loudest shouting was of course the crazy North Stand.

The fans of Wolverhampton probably don't care about winning or losing a League Cup game.

Dawson tried hard to defend Zhao Yi, and his growth was huge.

Now he has enough ability to gain a foothold in the top league.

After Zhao Yi cut inside continuously, he found an opportunity and shot.

Unfortunately, it did not hit the goal frame.

Dawson's defense against him was quite successful.

As the game continued, Zhao Yi got the ball more and more.

Facing Dawson, he was embarrassed to use all his strength.

The principle of competition first and friendship second did not apply in this game.

"Zhao! Get rid of the ball... Dawson! Dawson, you tackle him! Are you playing football??" Bueno looked at Dawson and shouted loudly without letting go of the tackle.

Obviously, he has been brooding about Dawson taking away his position as the first whistle of Zhao Yi.

"It's over, just let it go? Dawson, you are really obedient!"

Dawson did not do as he said before the game started. His defense was very clean. At most, he had physical confrontation and did not let go of the tackle at all.

This allowed Zhao Yi to use his speed to get rid of Dawson's defense. Facing the old captain who was defending, Zhao Yi kicked the ball into the penalty area.

Iheanacho was disturbed and his header was not strong enough, and the ball was directly confiscated by East.

As the game progressed, neither side broke the deadlock.

In the 19th minute of the game.

Manchester City passed the ball back in the backcourt, and Zhao Yi retreated to the midline and received the ball.

The referee's loud whistle sounded.

Zhao Yi looked around in confusion.

It's impossible to be offside.

No one fouled.

What happened?

The players on the Manchester City field were also confused.

Zhao Yi subconsciously looked at the referee, who stopped the game without any expression.

Zhao Yi looked at the head coach Guardiola again.