The game on the field is over, and the players of the Shenzhen team are surrounding the stadium to thank the few die-hard fans. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And the commentator Lierby has rarely spoken out since he found out that it was Yan Feng who scored the killer goal. On the contrary, his partner kept talking excitedly, and finally he said to Lilby: "The dust has settled on this game, and I would like to ask Mr. Li to comment on the performance of both sides in this game." There is also Yan Feng, who came on as a substitute in the second half today and finally staged a stunner, he was the hero of the Shenzhen team's victory in this game. Many people, including me, are relatively unfamiliar with him, so please introduce and comment on Mr. Li. ”

When Learby heard this, his face was as uncomfortable as eating a pound of Xiang, and he covered his stomach with one hand and turned off the microphone with the other, and then whispered. "Eh~ I have some stomach discomfort, I guess I ate the wrong thing before the game. Oh, no, I need to go to the bathroom. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lilby got up and ran in the direction of the toilet without waiting for his partner to reply. It's like having diarrhea and falling into the crotch of your pants. As for whether it was really upset, only Lilby himself knew.

The partner looked at Lilby's appearance, and he was a little helpless when he believed it. However, when I think that this game is over anyway, it's just a matter of wrapping up. The summary is only a matter of a few sentences, and the partner is relieved to think about it.

"I'm sorry. Teacher Li seems to be feeling a little unwell. Next, I will summarize and comment on the game. ``````”

Lilby wasn't really sick to her stomach this time, it was just an excuse to escape.

In the toilet, Lilby washed her face with water and still felt hot on her face. As soon as Yan Feng came on the field, he didn't look good, but he was slapped in the face continuously, and in the end, Yan Feng's lore was like a fist imprinted on his face, bringing 10,000 points of damage to his heart. In the end, his partner asked him to comment on Yan Feng, and he still had the face to continue to stay?

Lierby felt that as long as he met Yan Feng, it would be no good thing, and he was always easy to be slapped in the face. However, he was still very unconvinced in his heart. He would rather believe that a sow can be trained to climb a tree than that he can have foot skills without seeing a rough brother for a few months.

Regarding Yan Feng's incident of two people in a row in this game, Lilby only attributed it to luck and chance. This proves that Yan Feng has not been able to pass again since this time, which proves that his idea is right.

Unconvinced, Lilby stayed in the toilet for a long time, and only after the end of the show did he sneak away. On the night after leaving the stadium, Lilby wrote this paragraph on Weibo: If a rough brother without any skills can make or break the game, is there any hope for Chinese football?

His words attracted a lot of followers from those who paid attention to him. The fact that people who don't know the truth are all supporting him makes Lilby feel like he's not fighting alone, he's a bunch of people fighting for Chinese football. It's a pity that Lilby is just an unknown sports commentator, and the number of people who follow him is very limited, so he hasn't been able to make any waves.

Regarding what Lilby did, Yan Feng, who had never paid attention to him, didn't know at all, and even if he did, he didn't care. When I used to work as a sanitation worker at a young age, what white eyes had I never seen?

Yan Feng, who followed his teammates back to the club by car, couldn't think about anything else at all. He was also basking in the joy of scoring goals to help his team win. After the game, the praise of his teammates and the praise of head coach Li Haiqiang all made Yan Feng always excited. This state could not be calmed down for a long time, and I felt that every cell in my body was still beating.

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

Yan Feng looked at the other party's face and understood what the latter was thinking. But whatever, you score, the team wins, that's enough. What other people think is not in his range.

After returning to the club, Yan Feng went to the physiotherapy room to soak in ice water to recover. As soon as he came on the pitch today, he was really excited and hard enough, so it was inevitable that there would be some hard injuries. You must know that in the second half of this game, he fought with the players of the Hunan team a few times.

When Yan Feng came to the door of the physiotherapy room, he happened to meet Team Doctor He and hurriedly greeted him. "Dr. He, are you going home?"

Team Doctor He patted his satchel and said with a smile, "Yes." Tomorrow the team has a holiday, and I'm ready to go to Macau to relax. ”

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

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

"Nope. I'm not interested in those things. I still have to improve my abilities, and I don't have enough time for me. ”

"Huh. You. Young people should relax more. Well, without further ado, I'm going home. See you later. ”

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

"This is a must. Well, 88"

“886”

After saying goodbye to Team Doctor He, Yan Feng went to soak in ice water. After a while, Fei Yu and many people who had been on the scene today also came to soak in ice water to recover.

After recovering Yan Feng returned to the dormitory to rest, his mobile phone rang as soon as he lay down. Yan Feng saw that it was Lin Fan. Why is this kid so accurate every time?

"Hey, Lin Fan. ”

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

"What's the good news for me?"

"Hee-hee, we're 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. "My header is handsome, right?"

"What header?"

"Uh, isn't my lore on the sports news?"

"It's on the sports news, but the news of the Shenzhen team's game is only in the corner of the sports section, and I haven't had the opportunity to be on the homepage. ”

"Where does my joy come from?"

"Hee-hee, foul! Haha, Fei Yu is also unlucky enough, he actually sneaked you to the blame. It's funny to see his silly expression after being sent off a yellow card. Ha ha. ”

"Uh! I'll go. Yan Feng's head was full of black lines, and he opened the webpage of the computer to take a look. It is indeed the news that the referee gave Fei Yu the cards that should have been given to him, and the title is "Gao Lin 2 Surprises Zhongjia". And then under the news, "Your sister, why am I always on the news in the dark? Where's my goal?"

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

"Hey, it's not the same as people. If this continues, I will become the sixth villain in Chinese football. ”

"Brother Feng, don't be discouraged. Just persevere, and one day you will appear in a positive image. Although I don't know, I will be able to see it in my lifetime. Ha ha. ”

"Cut, I'm just playing in the league now, the platform is too small. If I had been in the Chinese Super League, my goal today would have made headlines. ”

"That's right. Having said that, Brother Feng's performance today is really eye-catching. Especially the foul of Fei Yu's back, the opponent spun 360 in the air after colliding with you, and finally lay on the ground and rolled his eyes. Perfect!"

"Stinky boy, did you call me on purpose to laugh at me?"

"Of course not. We are good brothers, how could I do such a thing? However, Brother Feng has not played for a few months, and when he suddenly appears, he is still so shocking and crying. Less than 40 minutes into the game, you have five fouls, knock one person unconscious, plus escape a yellow card. If you are allowed to play the whole game, you are guaranteed another proper 10 fouls and red cards. Brother Feng, you are a master of fouls. My admiration for you is really like a surging river. ”

"Stinky boy. That's enough. ”

"Haha. I think, Brother Feng, you should try it in the NBA. You can definitely graduate with six fouls per game, so that your foul skills can really be used and not waste your talent in football. ”

Yan Feng is already more than full of black lines, his whole body will be covered with black lines, and Lin Fan, this kid, is becoming more and more unreliable. "Stinky boy, you're not done yet, are you? ”

"No, I'm not done yet. I'''

"This stinky boy. Yan Feng shook his head with a smile. Lin Fan doesn't have a positive shape, so he probably has to find a woman to watch it.

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

"Stinky boy, it's really not over?"

"It's not over. ”

"Huh?"

"Hehe, just kidding. What I want to say is, that lore of yours is so beautiful! That bounce, that power, that qi power overwhelms an opponent who is 10 centimeters higher than you. I think there is only one word to describe it, and that is perfect!"

"Huh. Even if you have the vision, you know my brother's ability. ”

"But what surprised me the most was that you were able to connect two of you. Brother Feng, did you let me possess my soul? Cutting two people in a row should only be done by a genius like me. ”

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

"Haha. Of course, the brother of this genius is certainly a genius. But you're still a little bit worse than me. Your movements are still not coherent enough, not chic enough, and not flashy enough. ”

"Young man, I'm going back to basics, you don't understand. Yan Feng actually knew that his movements were not skilled enough, and he still needed to keep honing.

"Cut! Anyway, Brother Feng hasn't seen him in the past few months, and he has made so much progress, it's really incredible. At this rate, maybe tomorrow our brothers will be able to meet in the Super League. ”

"I'm looking forward to it. ”

"Come on, we'll see you next year. ”

"Come on. "I also longed for that day.

After talking to Lin Fan, it was over, and then Yan Feng thought about the problem of his foul count. If you want to play in the Chinese Super League, it is far from enough to be in your current situation.

After thinking about it, he felt that he should consult Uncle Ai Zhong. Soon Uncle Ai Zhong's phone was connected.

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

"Huh. It's still early. ”

"Uncle, that's right. I have a question for you. ”

"Oh, what's the problem? As long as I know, I know everything. ”

'That's right, you know I'm playing in the back and I'm mainly doing the sweeping. Due to my style and power, the number of fouls was a bit excessive. And ''''''" Yan Feng told all the situation of his game and the fact that he 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. I could tell that the other person was thinking.

After a long time, Uncle Ai Zhong's voice finally came from the phone. "Hmm. I thought about it. Judging from Yan Feng's situation, this is caused by your position and style on the court. And once the style is formed, it is almost impossible to change the essence. You've got that many fouls per game, it's a big problem. After all, fouling is the last helpless choice, and fouling is already inferior. ”

"Uncle, what should I do then?" Yan Feng was a little anxious. Although today's yellow card escaped, it is estimated that the Football Association will change it tomorrow. If you always foul too much in the future, you will be easily punished. ]

"Let me think about it. "For a long time. "Yan Feng, I just thought of it. There is such a thing as fouls, there are such things as every game, and the two sides will not have less than 20 fouls in a game combined. Even the best league in the world is part of the game. Even in the NBA, there are players who are sent by coaches to commit fouls, such as 'cutting sharks' and the like. Therefore, since existence exists, there is a necessity for its existence. If foul play can't be avoided, make it a skill for you. ”

"Can it still be like this? Fouls are also skills? Is this really okay?" Yan Feng didn't have enough brains.

"Of course, the most important thing about a foul is how you make it, where you make it, and when you make it. When there is enough interest, the foul is worth it. Just like Su Ya in the World Cup in '10, it was he who blocked the opponent's must-have goal with both hands on the goal line in the second half of the game. Although he was sent off for a red card, the penalty was denied and Uruguay won the penalty shoot-out to advance to the semi-finals. At that time, if the goal had not been blocked but had been scored, Uruguay would have had no chance of winning. You say, at that time, Su Ya exchanged a red card for a chance to defeat the opponent, do you think it is worth it?"

"Value. Yes, I will do it, even if I am banned for it. I see, uncle. Fouling is a last resort, but it's also a tactic, and when used well, it's like a practical skill. Yan Feng said loudly.

"When a foul is unavoidable, make it more valuable and more timely. Fouls are also a technical job, and it requires more thought. Otherwise you will become a sinner at any time. ”

"Hmm. I understand. Try not to foul if you can, after all, the game is about kicking, not fouling. ”

"Huh. In football, there are midfield masters, free kick masters, passing masters, etc., and maybe there will be one more foul master in the future. ”

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

"Hey. Actually, I regret it a little now. I don't dare 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'm not going to be obsessed with fouls, no matter how nice it is, fouls are against the essence of football. "Yan Feng can still see clearly, and now the trend of football is technical football. The reason why I have been excluded by many people is that my skills are not good. If you really take fouls as your main business, then you don't have the foundation to gain a foothold in football.

"Hmm. Technology will always be the mainstream, and you can't put down "Chinese style". ”

"Hehe, I've been practicing Chinese style all the time. I'll tell you, uncle. I used the pull-back technique to pass two people in a row in the race today. That feeling is so wonderful!haha" Yan Feng couldn't help but laugh happily when he thought of today's game.

"Hehe, that's good. I expected that. However, this is only the application of "Chinese Style" to passing, and when you can fully apply it to passing, passing, and shooting, then the game will be in your control. ”

"Well, I'll keep reinforcing it. ”

"I believe in you. Come on!"

"Come on!"

Yan Feng's call with Uncle Ai Zhong also ended. At this time, his mind was still replaying what his uncle said.

"Master foul, let's start with me. I'll make it one of my skills. ”