Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

Same as Sun Shengping and the other three.

in front of the TV.

Thousands of Dragon Country fans burst into laughter, and their four raised fingers wanted to hit the faces of the Iranian fans on the TV screen.

Yanjing Foot Management Headquarters.

The Liaodong team had just scored the fourth goal, and Wang Xunsheng was distracted for a moment.

He couldn't believe that all of this was really happening.

When he saw Qin Feng pointing out four fingers to the Iranian fans in the stands, he jumped up.

"Qin Feng, what a good boy!"

Wang Xunsheng pointed at the screen and shouted. At the same time, he shook four fingers on his right hand and danced, jumping left and right, looking funny.

beside him.

Sun Fenglin also gestured with four fingers and went out laughing.

"Why are you going to Fenglin?" Wang Xunsheng asked.

"I'm going to ask someone to get some bottles of beer. Today is worth celebrating. I have been a Liaodong fan since I was young!"

Sun Fenglin smiled excitedly and opened the office door.

As soon as the heavy wooden door opens...

"The Liaodong team is really good!"

"Chairman Qin Feng is so awesome!"

"Longguo football started to be proud and proud from the Liaodong team!"

"..."

Everyone in the football management department is paying attention to the Liaodong team's game.

The corridor was filled with applause and cheers.

Shengjing.

Li Wenkang, a dozen big men, had already drank three large boxes of beer and was calling the boss to serve wine.

“I must have a good drink today!”

"Yes, it's so enjoyable. I haven't been so happy since the old Liaodong team won the Asian Club Cup!"

"Director Qin is awesome, Team Liaodong is awesome!"

"Let them Iranian fans pretend again!"

"..."

Beer is served.

A dozen big men ignored it, biting open the bottle cap, holding up the bottle with one hand and pouring it into their mouths, and gesturing with four fingers at the TV screen with the other hand...

The scene of the game.

Qin Feng has already sat back on the coaching bench.

Cruyff on the side held a lollipop in his mouth and pointed out four fingers to Qin Feng.

Qin Feng chuckled, "It's just 4:0 John."

Cruyff curled his lips, stood up and walked to the sidelines, waving in the direction of the Iranian team's gate.

Continue to strengthen the attack!

After receiving the signal, the Liaodong players' eyes narrowed, and they mustered up their remaining strength to launch a final attack on the opposite side.

At the same time Cruyff began to make substitutions.

Zhang Yulin came on and replaced Xu Bo on the right.

Xu Bo has just recovered from a serious illness, and his physical reserves are not very sufficient. He is one of the players who ran the most in this game. His physical strength cannot keep up with the high-intensity game for more than 60 minutes.

And Cruyff also began to prepare for the final three days later.

"Coach, why did you replace me?"

Xu Bo trotted down, as if he didn't want to waste any time, "My physical strength is still good!"

Cruyff chuckled and didn't explain much.

However, Qin Feng came up and said with a smile: "Are you physically strong?"

He patted Xu Bo's chest with the back of his hand and pulled off his sweaty jersey. "Okay, you're going to retire after this game?"

"There will be many opportunities in the future!"

Xu Bo nodded when he heard the words, and he was really done. As soon as he let out his breath, fatigue suddenly came over him like a tide.

The Liaodong team has been competing intensively recently.

His physical strength was somewhat overwhelmed.

Gritting his teeth, Xu Bo took the towel handed over by the staff, covered his head and sat back on the bench. At the same time, he secretly made up his mind to make up for the lost physical fitness!

Qin Feng noticed Xu Bo's expression.

Xu Bo, who cried and asked himself if he could play football in the future, has also grown up.

He no longer complains, but can discover shortcomings in time...

hey hey smile.

Qin Feng turned to focus on the game on the field.

On the forward line, Ibrahimovic cooperates tacitly with his teammates.

Modric scolded Fang Qiu in the midfield.

Zhang Xiaorui no longer sticks to the ball, and becomes more and more like a general.

On both offense and defense, Sun Jihai and Grosso are nearly omnipotent.

Young and handsome, Zhang Yulin trains hard to regain his form, and now he is scoring a lot of goals...

It’s not just Xu Bo who has grown up.

A group of young players in the Liaodong team have become more mature in each game.

Today's game.

It is the increasingly mature Liaodong team, the last touchstone in Asia, and what awaits them will be a broader stage.

Look up.

In the stands on all sides, Iranian fans cheered for the home team.

Some of them are hoping that Esteghlal can score a goal and ignite the counterattack.

But more people interfered with the Liaodong team who was attacking with the ball on the court, and they booed and cursed all the time.

All this is in Qin Feng's ears.

Everyone cheered for the Liaodong team.

The reaction of Iranian fans shows that they are afraid of Liaodong and Longguo football.

What could be more exciting than this?

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth slowly curved into a beautiful curve, and he looked at the bright red flag in the corner of the west stand.

In the west stand.

The 50 Dragon Country fans went crazy with joy.

They all stood up, waved flags, raised four fingers and sang and danced.

Although the shouts of a group of people were quickly drowned out by the voices of Iranian fans.

However, upon closer inspection, it is not difficult to find that although many Iranian fans around him continued to curse, they looked at him with envy in their eyes.

At this moment.

There were laments again from the stands on all sides.

With Zhang Yulin coming on the court, Liaodong's style of play changed from side attack to center penetration.

This left Esteglar, who had just gotten used to Liaodong's tactics, confused for a moment.

The game lasted to 58 minutes.

The Liaodong team made wonderful cooperation in front of the Esteghlal penalty area.

Modric knocked back, Zheng Zhi followed up with the overhead kick, Zhang Yulin jumped high in the crowd in the penalty area and headed back, and Ibrahimovic followed up with the header and swung it to the left.

A dizzying series of quick passes.

Iran's Esteghlal defense line was torn to pieces.

On the left, Zhang Xiaorui stopped the ball with his chest, passed the opponent's defender with his back, and suddenly passed a through ball with his heel.

The football passed through the opponent's defense and went straight to the goal.

Zhang Yulin, who rushed to the small penalty area, just stretched his foot and poked.

The football flew into the goal.

5: 0!

Zhang Yulin, who had just played for less than 5 minutes, scored in front of the goal.

After scoring.

Zhang Yulin was standing in front of the Esteghlal goal, raising five fingers high, and other Liaodong players followed suit. Then a group of people hugged each other crazily, laughing and celebrating.

On the contrary, it is the Esteghlal player.

A group of people froze in place, staring blankly at the Liaodong team members who were celebrating wildly.

Just now, the passing space at the front of the penalty area was extremely small.

When defending, our side also tried its best, with body collisions and many hidden tricks.

But even so.

The opponent still seemed to be in a no-man's land, playing smart cooperation in a small area and scoring goals "easily and comfortably".

How to play this?

But the Liaodong team doesn’t care what their opponents think.

After the celebration, Zhang Yulin ran into the goal, fished out the football, and urged his teammates to return to their respective positions.

"There's about half an hour left in the game. I just came on the field and everyone was so confused!"

"Haha, work harder!"

"With three more goals left, we will complete the mission assigned by Director Qin!"

"come on!"

The entire Liaodong team roared in unison and quickly entered the game...

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