Lvyin Fengmo

Chapter 100 Rest Days

"This is Lisbon's most famous landmark, the Belém Tower, which has always been regarded as a symbol of Portugal's opening of the Age of Discovery. The Jerónimos Monastery right in front of it is also world-famous..."

During the rest time, Lu Feng also accompanied his mother who made a special trip to care for him, and visited the famous local attractions in Lisbon.

Tensen, who acted as their driver, stroked his beard and felt that these lines were familiar.

Lin Lan didn't have much interest in these scenic spots. Along the way, she repeatedly told her son, "Does it matter?" Let's stop playing football for now", "Why don't I find you an old Chinese doctor"...

After confirming that her son was in good spirits, Lin Lan quickly returned to England. After all, her young daughter still needs to go to school there, and it is impossible for her to stay with her son for a long time.

Lu Feng could neither train alone, nor did he have any relatives and friends to hang out with, so resting alone was a bit boring to be honest.

Wandering on the street, he walked into a bar that looked quite literary, ordered a glass of beer with the lowest alcohol content, found a corner, and sipped the beer quietly while flipping through the online novels on his mobile phone.

But he obviously miscalculated.

Not long after sitting down, a group of customers of different ages poured in, and the small bar was suddenly full of people.

The bar owner obviously knew them very well, so he switched the TV to the sports channel without saying a word.

"Haha, just caught up!"

Seeing the players from both sides entering the field, a ferocious and strong man laughed. He took off his hat, revealing a shiny bald head, which made him look even more fierce.

Lu Feng glanced up, and saw that the head coach he was familiar with had appeared on the TV screen.

He almost forgot that today...Marco Silva will take Sporting Lisbon to the away game to participate in the first round of the Portuguese Cup semi-final!
Their opponent is the Portuguese national team located in Funchal, the capital of the Madrid archipelago.

——This is also Ronaldo's hometown team.

The Portuguese national team has always been a mid-lower team in the Portuguese Super League. The combined value of all the players in the team...is not as good as Slimani or Joao Mario alone.

Maybe it's because the prize money in the Portuguese Cup is too little, or maybe it's because the recent schedule is too dense. The head coaches of both sides have adopted a large rotation. The confident Silva even transferred three players from the reserve team to the starting lineup. line-up……

And then... after 90 minutes, Silva got a 2-2 draw.

The Portuguese national team, which was playing at home, established a two-goal lead within 50 minutes, and the remaining 40 minutes became an offensive drill for Sporting Lisbon.

Fortunately, even if it is only a semi-main lineup, Sporting Lisbon is still better than the opponent.

In the 59th minute, the main central defender Tobias scored with a header, narrowing the gap for the team.

However, the rotation right back Lopez was sent off with a red card, and Sporting Lisbon had to face the situation of playing more with less.

The entire bar was immediately filled with anger, and the alcoholic fans scolded Lopez's family all over the place.

Fortunately, Silva's deployment of troops at the last moment played a miraculous effect. The Wannian substitute Carlos Mane staged a perfect tie in 83 minutes, which did not make Lopez a sinner.

The irascible old buddies who drank were very dissatisfied, and they communicated one after another:

"TMD, it's just a Portuguese Cup, why do we have to play two rounds? Can't one game determine the outcome?"

"Yeah, if a game determines the outcome, we will advance by virtue of the away goal advantage, why waste our energy and play for another 90 minutes?!"

"Portuguese Super League, Portuguese Cup, Portuguese League Cup, and Europa League... Are there too many games this year?"

"Our main players will be exhausted!"

"I don't understand. Portugal, where the fart is bigger, why should it learn from France and England, and hold two domestic cups?!"

"I don't understand either. The champions of these two cups don't even have a bonus of 10 euros. No one will actively participate in it!"

"The football associations all over the world are so stupid, why don't you understand this?"

Although he didn't quite understand the Portuguese drunk's swearing, but he could barely hear the words "Football Association" and "Shabi", and Lu Feng couldn't help laughing out loud.

It turns out... In the eyes of fans in every country, their football associations are the target of public criticism!

The level of bureaucracy of the FA has long been scolded by famous coaches such as Ferguson, Wenger, and Mourinho, but they are still aloof and have hardly changed.

The Italian Football Association was sluggish and full of corruption, while the Dutch and French Football Associations suffered constant internal strife, general estrangement, and racial disputes occurred from time to time.

Although the German Football Association, which has just won the World Cup, claims to be the most cohesive, it is often criticized. For example, they are manipulated by a big-name domestic club, and players from small teams are excluded-this is the same as the Spanish Football Association.

South American football associations such as Argentina, Brazil, and Uruguay are notoriously insane, and most of the match-fixing cases in the early years came from their first pens.

Even if it is as strong as Messi, there is no way to confront the Argentine Football Association head-on. It can only express its attitude through fierce means, and then provoked a whole body of anger for itself.

As for the major football associations in Africa, they have long been notorious for deducting players' bonuses, accommodation, food and air tickets without reimbursement, and even asking big-name players to pay, and then delaying it for several years...

His laughter wasn't too loud, but it was still heard by the nearest fan.

"Crack! What are you laughing at?!"

The fan slapped the table and surrounded him aggressively.

Under the dim lights of the bar, they didn't even recognize who the guy in front of them was, but directly labeled him an "enemy":

"Are you tmd a Benfica fan?"

"Is it amazing to be number one in the league? Isn't it because you don't even have to play the Europa League now!"

"We just blasted you!"

"You try laughing again?!"

"What's the matter? You still want to be unconvinced?!"

After all, this is not England, let alone Russia or Italy. A few fans smoked alcohol and stroked their sleeves for a long time, but they still only sprayed dirty words, and didn't intend to step forward at all.

"Go away and drink your wine!"

The hotel owner hastily pushed away the fan representative, and apologized to Lu Feng with a smile:
"Sorry, these people just drank a little too much, I promise they will never be rough on you... Uh, are you... LU?"

Finally someone recognized him, and Lu Feng finally let out his breath.

At least he won't be beaten up by Sporting's own fans...

If these big bald heads really wanted to do something, he could only shout "Demacia" and run away!
"LU?"

"It's really Lu!"

The fans gathered together one by one.

The leader, the big bald man, raised his glass and burped:
"Hahaha, I'm sorry, it was just a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! All your wine money will be charged to my account!"

Lu Feng smiled, and was about to raise his glass to touch with the other party, but a big hand snatched the wine glass directly.

I saw another guy who was already drunk and staggered while rolling his eyes and cursing:
"Chinese kid, don't you know that professional players can't drink alcohol?

Our Ronaldo has never drank alcohol, he can always maintain the peak!
Look at that Argentinian brat, because he ate too much barbecue and drank too much Coke, his physical fitness declined, and he would vomit after a game! "

Lu Feng opened his mouth, wanting to tell him seriously that even Cristiano Ronaldo, who has won the Ballon d'Or four times (in 2015), has always been a chaser to Messi.

But he immediately gave up the idea, because this is the capital of Portugal, Ronaldo's home stadium...

(End of this chapter)