Soccer: The Road to Extraordinary

Chapter 88

The game on the field has ended, and the players of the Shenzhen team are surrounding the field, saying goodbye to the few diehard fans.

The commentator Li Erbi has rarely made a sound since he found out that Yan Feng scored the lore goal.On the contrary, his partner kept talking excitedly, and finally he said to Lilby: "The dust of this game has settled so far. I would like to ask Mr. Li to comment on the performance of both sides in this game. Also, it is the second half of today. Yan Feng, who came off the bench and staged a lore in the end, is the hero of the Shenzhen team's victory in this game. Many people, including me, are relatively unfamiliar with him, and I would like to ask Mr. Li to introduce and comment."

When Lilby heard it, his face was as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a catty. He covered his stomach with one hand and turned off the microphone with the other, and then whispered. "Uh~ My stomach feels a little uncomfortable. I guess I ate something wrong before the game. Ah, no, I have to go to the bathroom."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lilby got up and ran towards the toilet without waiting for his partner to reply.It's like having diarrhea that's about to fall into the crotch.As for whether it was really a stomachache, only Lilby himself knew.

When his partner saw Lilby's appearance, he believed it was true and felt a little helpless.However, thinking that the game is over anyway, now it's just a summary.The summary is only a few words, and the partner is relieved after thinking about it.

"I'm sorry. Mr. Li seems to be a little unwell. Next, I will make a summary and comment on this game. ``````"

Lilby didn't really have an upset stomach this time, it was just an excuse for Shidun.

Lilby in the toilet washed his face vigorously with water, but still felt his face was burning.From the moment Yan Feng played, he was unattractive, but he was slapped in the face continuously. In the end, Yan Feng's lore was like a Tathagata fist imprinted on his face, causing 10000 points of damage to his heart.In the end, his partner asked him to comment on Yan Feng. Does he still have the face to stay?

Li Erbi felt that as long as he met Yan Feng, nothing good would happen, and he was always easily slapped in the face.But he was still very unconvinced in his heart.He would rather believe that sows can climb trees after training than believe that they can have foot skills after not seeing a rough man for a few months.

For Yan Feng's two-person match in this match, Li Erby only attributed it to luck and chance.This proves that Yan Feng's idea is right since he has not been able to surpass others after this time.

Unconvinced, Lilby stayed in the toilet for a long time, and he sneaked away until after the performance.On the night after leaving the stadium, Lilby wrote this paragraph on Weibo: If a rough guy without any skills can decide the outcome of the game, is there any hope for Chinese football?
His words attracted many follow-up posts from those who followed him.People who don't know the truth are all supporting him, which makes Lilby feel that he is not fighting alone, but a group of people fighting for Chinese football.It's a pity that Lilby is just an unknown sports commentator, and there are very few people who follow him, so he didn't make any trouble.

Yan Feng, who never paid attention to Li Erbi, didn't know anything about what Li Erbi did, and even if he knew, he didn't care.When I was working as a sanitation worker at a young age, why didn't I see anything?

Yan Feng, who followed his teammates back to the club by car, couldn't think about other things at all.He is also immersed in the joy of scoring goals to help the team win.After the game, the praise from his teammates and the praise from head coach Li Haiqiang kept Yan Feng in high spirits.This state can't subside for a long time, and I feel that every cell in my body is still beating.

Yan Feng's excited and flushed face and the smiles of his teammates formed a stark contrast with Jin Jingyi, who had been calm and silent after the game.

Yan Feng saw the other party's face and understood what the latter was thinking.But whatever it is, you score yourself and the team wins, that's enough.What other people think is out of his consideration.

After returning to the club, Yan Feng went to the physiotherapy room for ice water recovery.When he played today, he was really excited and worked hard enough, so it is inevitable that there will be some flaws.You must know that in the second half of the game, he fought against the players of the Hunan team several times.

When Yan Feng came to the door of the physical therapy room, he happened to meet Team Doctor He and greeted him quickly. "Doctor He, are you ready to go home?"

Team doctor He patted his satchel and said with a smile, "Yes. Tomorrow the team is on holiday, and I'm going to Macau to relax."

"Ha, Dr. He really knows how to live."

"Where? These are just some of my hobbies. It's you, it's not good to be bored with the team all day. How about you play two games with me in Macau tomorrow?"

"No. I'm not interested in those things. I have to continue to strengthen my abilities now, and time is not enough for me."

"Hehe. You. Young people should relax more. Okay, I won't say much, I'm going home. See you later."

"See you later. I wish you a fortune tomorrow."

"This is a must. Alright, 88"

"886"

After bidding farewell to team doctor He, Yan Feng went to soak in ice water.After a while, Fei Yu and many other people who were on stage today also came over to soak in ice water to recover.

After recovering, Yan Feng returned to the dormitory to rest, and the phone rang just as he lay down.Yan Feng saw that it was Lin Fan.How can this kid be so accurate every time.

"Hello, Lin Fan."

"Good evening, Brother Feng." Lin Fan's voice came with a smile.

"What? What good news do you want to tell me!"

"Hee hee, we are really good friends. Good news, this is a must."

"7777, my life orientation is very normal."

"Congratulations, Brother Feng, you are on the homepage of the website again."

"Oh!" Yan Feng's eyes lit up. "Is my header lore handsome?"

"What header?"

"Uh, isn't my game-winning shot on the sports news?"

"The sports news is on, but the news about the Shenzhen team's game is only in the corner of the sports section, and I haven't had a chance to go to the homepage."

"Where does my joy come from?"

"Hee hee, it's a foul! Haha, Fei Yu is unlucky enough to take the blame for you. It's so funny to see his silly expression after being fined a yellow card. Haha."

"Eh! I'll go." Yan Feng's head was full of black lines, and he opened the computer's webpage to have a look.It was indeed the news that the referee had given Fei Yu the card that should have been given to him, and the title was "Gao Lin 2 surprises the middle class".Then under the news, "Your sister, why do I always get dark news on the news? Where is my lore goal?"

"Haha, Brother Feng, just accept your fate. You are destined to be the spokesperson of darkness."

"Hey, the same person has different fate. If this continues, I will become the sixth most villainous person in Chinese football."

"Brother Feng, don't be discouraged either. As long as you persevere, one day you will appear in a positive image. Although I don't know if I can see it in my lifetime. Haha."

"Tch, I'm just playing in the Chinese Premier League right now, the platform is too small. If I were in the Chinese Super League, my goal today would definitely make headlines."

"That's true. Speaking of which, Brother Feng's performance today is really eye-catching. Especially the foul that Fei Yu was responsible for. After colliding with you, the opponent turned 360 in the air, and finally lay down on the ground and rolled his eyes. Perfect !"

"Brat, did you call me on purpose to make fun of me?"

"Of course not. We are good brothers, how could I do such a thing? However, Brother Feng hasn't played for a few months, and he is still so shocking when he comes on the court. 40 fouls, stunned one person, and escaped a yellow card. If you play the whole game, I guarantee that you will be properly 5 fouls and a red card. Brother Feng, you are a master of fouls. I really admire you It's like a torrential river that never stops."

"Boy. Enough."

"Haha. I think, Brother Feng, you should go to the NBA to try. You can definitely graduate with 6 fouls per game, so that your foul skills can really have room to play, instead of wasting talent in the football world."

Yan Feng is not only full of black lines, but now his whole body is full of black lines, Lin Fan is becoming more and more unreliable. "Stinky boy, you haven't finished yet, have you? Hang up."

"Come on, I haven't finished yet. I ```beep```"

"This brat." Yan Feng smiled and shook his head.Lin Fan is not a straight guy, he probably needs to find a woman to watch over him.

After a while, the phone rang again, and it was still Lin Fan.

"Stinky boy, is it really not over yet?"

"It's endless."

"Ok?"

"Hehe, just kidding. What I want to say is that your lore is so beautiful! That bounce, that strength, that aura crushes opponents who are 10 cm taller than you. I think there is only one word to describe it, that is Perfect!"

"Hehe. It's a good thing that you have vision and know what my brother and I are capable of."

"However, what surprised me the most was that you were able to kill two people in a row. Brother Feng, did you let my soul possess you? Only a genius like me should be able to kill two people in a row."

"Didn't I tell you that I'm actually a genius too?"

"Haha. Of course, my brother who is a genius must also be a genius. But you are still a little bit worse than me. Your movements are still not coherent, chic enough, and gorgeous enough."

"Young man, I'm back to basics, you don't understand." In fact, Yan Feng also knows that his movements are not proficient enough and need to be honed constantly.

"Cut! By the way, brother Feng hasn't seen you in the past few months. It's incredible that he has improved so much. At this speed, maybe tomorrow we brothers will be able to join the Chinese Super League."

"The Chinese Super League? I'm also looking forward to it."

"Come on, see you in the Chinese Super League next year."

"Come on." I also long for that day to come.

After talking with Lin Fan, it was over, and then Yan Feng thought about the number of fouls he had committed.If you want to play in the Chinese Super League, your current situation is far from enough.

After thinking about it, he felt that he should ask Uncle Ai Zhong for advice.Soon Uncle Ai Zhong's call was connected.

"Uncle, it's me, Yan Feng. I didn't bother you so late, did I?"

"Hehe. It's still early."

"Uncle, it's like this. I have a question to ask you."

"Oh, what's the problem? As long as I understand, I will tell you everything."

"It's like this, you know that I play the midfielder, and I mainly undertake the task of mopping up. Because of my style and strength, the number of fouls is a bit too much. And ``````" Yan Feng said I have spoken out about the situation of this game and the things that I often fouled too much in previous games.

After Yan Feng finished speaking, Uncle Ai Zhong on the other side of the phone was silent for a long time.It can be seen that the other party is thinking.

After a long time, Uncle Ai Zhong's voice finally came from the phone. "Well. I thought about it. From the perspective of Yan Feng, it is caused by your position and style on the field. Once the style is formed, it is almost impossible to change the essence. You foul every game So many times, it is indeed a big problem. After all, fouling is the last helpless choice, and fouling is already inferior."

"Uncle, what should I do?" Yan Feng was a little anxious.Although I escaped the yellow card today, it is estimated that the Football Association will change it tomorrow.If there are always too many fouls in the future, it is easy to be sent off. ]
"Let me think about it." For a long time. "Yan Feng, I just thought of it. There are fouls in every game. The two sides add up to no less than 20 fouls in a game. Even in the best league in the world, it is already a part of the game. Yes. Even in the NBA there are players who are sent by coaches to make fouls, such as 'shark chopping' and the like. So, since it exists, it must exist. If fouls cannot be avoided, then make it one of your a skill."

"Can it still be like this? Fouls are also considered skills? Is this really possible?" Yan Feng was a little out of his mind.

"Of course! Fouls mainly depend on how, where, and when you commit. When there is enough interest, fouls are also worthwhile. Just like Su Ya in the World Cup in 10, he scored in the second half of the game. He blocked the opponent's must-go goal with both hands on the line. Although he was sent off with a red card, the opponent missed a penalty kick. In the end, Uruguay won the opponent through a penalty shootout and advanced to the semi-finals. At that time, if that goal Uruguay had no chance to win if it was not blocked but went in. You said, at that time, Su Ya traded a red card for the chance to beat his opponent, do you think it was worth it?"

"Worth. Yes, I'd do it, even if I get suspended. I get it, man. Fouling is a last resort, but it's a tool, and it's like a useful skill when used well. " Yan Feng said loudly.

"When a foul is unavoidable, let it be more valuable and more timely. Fouling is also a technical job, and it requires more thinking. Otherwise, you will become a sinner at any time."

"Well. I understand. Try not to foul if you can. After all, the game is about kicking, not fouling."

"Hehe. There are midfield masters, free kick masters, pass masters, etc. in football. Maybe there will be another foul master in the future."

"Foul Master?!" Maybe I could.Yan Feng thought to himself.

"Hey. Actually, I regret it now. I dare not tell you this. Football should return to its essence - technology. I really don't want you to go down the wrong path of fouling in the future."

"Uncle, don't worry. I won't be addicted to fouls. No matter how beautiful I say it, fouls are against the essence of football." Yan Feng can still see clearly that the current trend of football is technical football.The reason why I have been squeezed out by many people is that my skills are not good enough.If he really regards fouls as his main business, then he will not have the foundation to gain a foothold in football.

"Well. Technology is always the mainstream, and you can't let go of "Chinese Style."

"Hehe, I have been practicing the "Chinese style" technique hard. Let me tell you, uncle. I used the back pull and push technique to pass two people in a row in the competition today. It feels really wonderful! Haha" Yan Feng Thinking of today's game, I couldn't help laughing happily.

"Haha, not bad. This is as early as I expected. However, this is just the application of "Chinese Style" in passing people. When you can fully apply it to passing, passing, and shooting, then the game will be full. In your grasp."

"Well, I will continue to strengthen it."

"I believe in you. Come on!"

"come on!"

The call between Yan Feng and Uncle Ai Zhong also ended.At this moment, his mind was still replaying what the uncle said.

"Foul master? Then start with me. I'll make it one of my skills."

(End of this chapter)