midfield god

Chapter 10

Having an idea, Yunfei gestured to Bell behind him, and then started to lean to the left.

Yunfei stood on the left side and got the ball. Not surprisingly, Bentley rushed up again trying to grab the ball at his feet.

Glancing at the hints of the auxiliary system, Yunfei had almost no other options except to pass the ball. This made him a little disappointed who had expected all of this, but this did not stop Yunfei. Before the opponent rushed up, he knocked the ball to the left, and the ball rolled to Bell who came up to respond.After Yunfei passed the ball, he immediately ran forward along the left.

This made the rushing Bentley hesitate a little bit. He didn't know whether to mark Bell who was holding the ball or follow Yunfei behind him, and just as he was hesitating, the ball from Bell's feet had already passed.

Yunfei, who had already come to the frontcourt, naturally attracted the attention of the opponent's right back, but when the opponent's fullback was about to come up to mark Yunfei, he didn't see a lightning-like figure rushing past behind him.

This kind of pass did not put much pressure on Yunfei. Bell used his speed to run out of a big gap. The final result was naturally needless to say, a single-handedly created a goal.

"I have a God's perspective, and I can calmly observe the opponent's formation to find the opponent's weaknesses. This is the way I should have the game now!"

Yunfei nodded with some understanding. This is his unique ability. Even if he doesn't have the terrifying ability to read the game like those legendary midfielders, but he has a cheat. With such an ability, there is no need to read the game.

In this kind of groping, Yunfei gradually formed his own playing style in the simulation, perhaps for a midfielder, this is the most important thing.

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2005年1月16日，南安普顿圣玛丽球场南安普顿u18对阵诺维奇u18
Although it was only a youth team game, at least 2 people had come to St. Mary's Stadium in Southampton's home court at this time. This is a terrible number. The total capacity of this stadium is only 3 people.

However, the fans watching the youth team’s game today may have a deeper reason, because just yesterday in the Premier League game, Southampton lost again, with a score of 2:1 to Newcastle United, which is also ranked in the middle and lower reaches of the league. Seeing that the team is sinking deeper and deeper into the relegation zone.

At this time, maybe only by looking at the young talents of the youth team can we barely soothe the wounded hearts of the fans.

In the locker room of the home team, the head coach had already announced the team's starting lineup. Yunfei's selection surprised everyone, but everyone still kindly stepped forward to encourage Yunfei.

Of course, except for a certain unlucky guy who was squeezed out by Yunfei.

The original team's main midfielder, Andre Griffith, sat in his seat with a depressed face. He didn't know why the head coach would choose Yunfei to replace him as the main player. The opponent had never played a formal game, which made him completely puzzled.

But he didn't dare to ask the head coach Craig directly. The head coach is an absolute authority in the locker room. He is not qualified to point fingers at the head coach's staff, so he can only sit there and sulk.

On the side, Theo Walcott, the future star of the youth team, packed up his things and stood up.

Griffith, who was full of anger but couldn't vent his anger, quickly grabbed the other party, trying to complain a few words.

"Theo, tell me why that kid can replace me in the starting position!" Griffith complained dissatisfied.

Theo Walcott heard Griffith's words, and glanced at him lightly: "Andre, it's not up to you to express your opinion on who will play!"

After speaking, he ignored the livid face of the other party, turned and left the dressing room.

"What a bull!" Griffith curled his lips in dissatisfaction. He wanted to see what the guy who replaced him could do!

On the other side, although he rebuked Griffith out loud, Walcott still listened to the other party's words. He silently stared at Yunfei's back and said in his heart: "I hope you can perform well enough, otherwise, I will go and talk to Mr. John."

At this time, Walcott was the hope of England's future in the media, and the future star that the club was looking forward to. Too much external praise made this kid from the countryside develop a somewhat indifferent personality, because it could cover up his inferiority complex due to his origin.But at the same time, this also made the opponent's sense of responsibility burst. He believed that he should be responsible for the team. (In reality, Walcott was not that famous at this time, and it has been changed here out of necessity.)
Yunfei, who didn't know that Walcott had been eyeing him, was waiting for the start of the match. He had already made full preparations for the match. In the past two nights, he had done nothing but trained crazily with the opponent in the system. Now he can proficiently call out the opponent's name, which can be seen.

"Let's get started, I can't wait!" Yun Fei shouted secretly in his heart, he only felt that a fire was burning in his chest, and he could hardly suppress it anymore!
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"Welcome everyone to watch this match between the youth teams. For us fans, as long as there is a match, it is a festival, isn't it?"

The commentator's enthusiastic opening remarks immediately set off a wave of cheers in the stadium. For the diehard fans of these teams, they will be there wherever the team is, and they will never leave.

At this time, a familiar face suddenly appeared on the big screen of the stadium, and the moment this face appeared, there were cheers and boos on the stadium at the same time, and the boos continued to grow louder.

"Oh, it seems that our head coach also knows that the team's performance is not good. He hopes to find some good seedlings from the youth team, but he doesn't know who he will look at?"

"But looking at his livid face now, he should have heard the boos of the fans. I think he should know that only victory can change everything!"

Seeing Redknapp's livid face, the commentator shook his head helplessly. The fans are all realistic. Results mean everything. If you don't have results, no matter how famous you are, so what.

In the stands, Harry Redknapp stared blankly at the pitch without saying a word.The boos from the fans made him feel a little bad. Anyone booed by their own fans would not be in a good mood.

But these are small problems in his eyes. When the team's performance improves, the fans will naturally change their views on him. Now, what worries him even more is the team's performance. The team's current state is very bad.The morale of the players is low. If this continues, relegation may become a luxury. He does not want to see such an ending in the end.

(End of this chapter)