Started with a full-level header, the whole network begs me not to return to the national football t

When he saw the football, the football had already reached his armpit and rolled into the net!

The ball went in again!

Or Lu Chenfeng!

Two to one!

Lu Chenfeng shook his head, put his hands next to his ears, and rushed towards the Liverpool fans area.

The meaning is obvious, isn't that still booing me?

Are you booing out now?

"Yeah yeeyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy toyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy to !!!

The Manchester United fans on the sidelines once again fell into a sea of ​​celebration, celebrating the team's goal wantonly.

They overtook it!

Now, they can finally mock Liverpool fans condescendingly again!

"Glory to Manchester United!"

"Yes, you never walk alone, you usually swallow two goals before leaving!"

"The lower Liba people's goal is lost again, isn't it going to kill us from the standings? Would you like me to open the real-time standings to see."

"Lovren and Matip are making jokes one after the other, and there is nothing they can do about our Lu Chenfeng!"

For a while, there was a lot of shouting and cursing in the stands. The Liverpool fans clearly had the upper hand, but they couldn't refute anything with dark faces.

The team's city gate has been breached by others, what else can they say?

Isn't that self-defeating?

"Oh! The ball went in again."

In the commentary seat on the sidelines, Zhan Jun waved his arms and said: "Lu Chenfeng played with Liverpool's defense, and Mane paid the price for the opportunity he wasted."

"Let's take a look. Lu Chenfeng made a special feint to shake off Lovren's center of gravity."

"Then deliberately pushed towards Lovren's small door, and walked from the small door to the big door!"

"Brilliant performance, he was so calm on the pitch!"

"So far, the data of five goals in two games can also make fans look forward to his data version after the end of the season."

"Will it be like last season in Bochum? Let's see."

Coach seats on the sidelines.

Mourinho did not act too excited after the team equalized the score just now.

But at this moment, the goal of overtaking the score finally brought a long-lost smile to his face since the start of the game.

He hugged and high-fived several assistant coaches beside him, and applauded towards the field, affirming Lu Chenfeng's performance.

He felt that the trip to the Ruhr area before the season was the most correct transfer decision he had ever made in his life!

Lu Chenfeng's fiery state gave him reason to be more confident to win more championships!

the other side.

On Liverpool's coaching seat, Uncle Klopp looked a little irritable.

He stood on the sidelines and waved his hands emotionally, muttering something all the time.

"Can you keep your fucking minds clear? Don't you know what to do after the attack?"

"Quick retreat, quick retreat, focus!"

"How do you usually practice?"

"Especially you midfielders!"

The coach, who was already a bit fiery, was completely ignited by the players at this moment.

In Klopp's view, the conceded goal just now is completely unnecessary and should not have happened.

He can't show any tactics, only the slack and laziness of Liverpool players on the field.

Standing on the sidelines for a while with a dark face, Klopp decided to strengthen the team's offense on the field.

His eyes glanced around the bench, and he noticed Arnold who was full of envy and complexity at the moment.

Presumably this player felt a little uncomfortable seeing his peers dominating the game again...

Klopp probably could empathize with Arnold's thoughts. After a little consideration, he decided to let Arnold play first to try.

"Arnold, go to warm up, you go to play right back in the second half."

"Remember, don't be nervous, show your characteristics to the fullest on the field, understand?"

Arnold is still immersed in his brain at the moment, and didn't hear Klopp's words for the first time.

The prince of Liverpool is indeed a little envious of the talent and growth rate of the Chinese man on the field...

You can't feel this feeling if you don't come from a wealthy club or a small celebrity.

The huge gap made Arnold more autistic than at the beginning.

Because at that time he had only heard of Lu Chenfeng's name, and he only had the illusory point of data to feel the strength of his former opponent.

This is completely different from sitting on the bench today and watching his team smash his own team on the court!

Only when you see how brilliant a person really is, will you feel what kind of legend those previous rumors represent!

"Arnold!"

Seeing that Arnold was still in a daze, Klopp yelled again.

"Huh? Sir."

Arnold then withdrew his thoughts and looked up at Klopp.

"Go warm up and play later."

Klopp said something helplessly, then turned his head and continued to observe the situation on the field.

"Ok."

Arnold immediately stood up from the bench, shrouded in the envious eyes of other substitute players, and began to warm up.

It's just that he felt a little uneasy and hesitant in his heart.

On the one hand, he also really wants to play to prove his strength!

But on the other hand, he didn't want to stay in the same arena with Lu Chenfeng at this time.

He was a little ashamed to see this former youth team opponent, because he was really good at mixing.

However, the head coach has made arrangements. As a young player, he has no right to choose. He can only obediently start warm-up exercises on the sidelines.

"Beep--!"

Not long after, the referee blew the whistle for halftime.

Players from both sides left the field and entered the locker room for an intermission.

"Okay, the first half of the game is over, let us take a break, and I will bring you a review of the second half of the game later!"

In the commentary seat on the sidelines, Zhan Jun made the final summary with the audience in the live broadcast room.

After the summary was over, he and He Wei both turned off the broadcast speakers and chatted.

"It seems that the Premier League really hasn't adapted to Lu Chenfeng's intensity."

Zhan Jun glanced at the disappointed Liverpool fans around him, and said with some pride: "Two goals in the first half, and I don't know how many more goals we can score in the second half."

"Maybe there will be a hat-trick in a row."

He Wei nodded proudly at the side and said, "A phenomenal player."

He thought for a while, then his expression suddenly changed, and he said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Tell me, if he becomes a player like Ronaldo Messi in the end, what is the domestic opinion?"

Zhan Jun who said this was also a little dazed, and he hesitated for a long time before answering.

"Undoubtedly No.1 in sports history, his achievements will far surpass those historical figures such as Liu Xiang and Yao Ming."

"There will be more eyes on the sport of football, and more people will participate in this sport."

"and......"

Zhan Jun pursed his lips before saying this: "The country will definitely take strict control of football, eliminate some of the miscellaneous things in it, and make Chinese football healthy."

"At that time, our Chinese football may really take off."

After this conversation, both of them fell into a long silence.

What Zhan Jun said is right, if there can be a player like Ronaldo Messi in China, he will directly become the most eye-catching existence in the sports world.

All the butterfly effects brought about in the follow-up will also allow Huaxia football to complete a qualitative leap in a very short period of time!

When will that day be...

Zhan Jun and He Wei can't help but have some longing in their hearts. As two senior and loyal fans, why don't they hope that domestic football will be healthier and stronger.

Now, they finally have hope, looking forward to that day.

As long as Lu Chenfeng can maintain his form in the Premier League this season and win several world-class honors.

At his age, talent will be classified as Ronaldo Messi's level...

The two of them thought hopefully in their hearts, looking forward to the early arrival of that day.

And at this moment, in Liverpool's dressing room.

"I've emphasized to you guys, don't let Lu Chenfeng take a long shot, don't let Lu Chenfeng take a long shot, you didn't listen at all!"

"Everyone blames Karius for the conceded goal, but have you ever thought about your own problems?"

Klopp's fist thumped the tactical board, with some tired disappointment on his face.

"Especially the second goal, the team from the forward line to the midfield line to the back line, no one is responsible for running."

"When the transition between offense and defense is so important, even a 15-year-old child knows how to return to defense immediately."

"Many of you stars who are expected to be the backbone of football in the future, are there any regrets?"

"Performing personality? How strong is your desire to play goals with the fans?!"

"Enough! Stars!"

He blew his beard and stared for a while, then closed his mouth and became silent.

The other Liverpool players didn't dare to take a breath at this time, they sat obediently on the spot with their heads down, thinking about their mistakes in the first half of the game.

They originally thought that those two small mistakes would not cause much cause and effect.

But who would have thought that Lu Chenfeng caught them all and scored two goals...

This efficiency is indeed too strong!

At this moment, whether it is Coutinho, whose worth has soared to 7000 million euros, or Firmino and Mane, who have been in good form, they all feel a little envious.

Especially Coutinho, he has already become famous in football, and now he is at his peak, when his value is soaring.

He was thinking, if he could have such amazing efficiency when he was seventeen or eighteen years old.

At this age, is it worth over [-] million?

"Okay, big stars, look back and arrange the tactics for the second half."

After a while, Klopp seemed to have finally adjusted his mentality, and put his hand on the tactical board to tell everyone about some arrangements.

Not to mention anything else, the lagging score will definitely force them to let go of the game completely and put all their eggs in one basket to get more goals!

............

15 minute later.

The 22 players who were ready to go re-boarded the court and prepared for the second half of the game.

"Beep!"

Soon, the referee blew his whistle to signal Gongfang to serve.

Firmino kicked the football directly to the central defender Lovren, and then waved and led everyone to Manchester United's frontcourt!