Ferguson, who had just stepped out of the parking lot, heard voices coming from the training ground. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

That's the voice he's listened to all his life: football.

The old man raised his wrist and looked at his watch: it was definitely the same as usual.

Alex Ferguson had always been the first to arrive at the training base, but today he was overtaken.

Instead of going to the office to check the match schedule as usual, he paced to the training ground.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

This is the warm-up training for Scholes and Qin Good.

Ferguson, who saw their training content, couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

There was a long distance between the two of them, at least 30 metres, and the two midfielders shouldn't have been in that way in the first place.

Ginger Head kicked a big kick from his own penalty area, and the latter cut forward at high speed as he passed.

The ball flew at high altitude for nearly three seconds, and Qin Gude ran at least 20 meters from the start to the time he received the ball.

Qin Gude turned sideways slightly in the full run, letting the ball fall in front of him. Scholes has a little bit of passing power, but after these days of training he can get used to it.

He didn't stretch out his foot to unload, but directly chose to shoot with his foot!

"Bang!" After a thud, the ball jumped into the empty gate like a shooting star.

Scholes gave him a thumbs up: "Except for the first time when it was a little inconsistent, the next four connections and shots were all 99 points. ”

"What about the rest of the points?" Qin Goode finished the warm-up, but his eyes swept to the head coach standing on the sidelines.

Scholes, of course, also saw his mentor, and he trotted over with a smile: "Chief, are you back?" ”

"You should take a proper rest, Paul," Ferguson and his disciple hugged each other gently, "are you training to defend and counterattack?" ”

Scholes nodded, then hooked his hand at the little guy on the field.

The old man's gaze paused slightly: "Is it your idea?" ”

"No, it's him." Ginger Head told him with his chin.

"Boss, didn't you bring us a little Scottish specialty?" Qin Gude ran over with a grin - in private, the old man was actually quite amiable, especially when it came to the best players in Europe that he had personally poached.

"Do you want to wear our Scottish men's dresses, little one?" Ferguson patted him on the shoulder, then pointed to goal, "By the way, I don't remember Manchester United's tactics focusing on such quick counter-attacks. ”

Qin Goode didn't expect the old guy to ask about this matter as soon as he opened his mouth, so he explained two sentences: "I just think that due to Vidic's absence due to injury, the team's defense is a little unstable, and it may be a good tactic to concentrate more personnel in the midfield to defend and counterattack." ”

"Hahaha, I'm not Mourinho, boy. In England, United also had no chance to adopt counter-attacking tactics. Alex Ferguson smiled – as the Premier League's 20-year hegemon, no team would attack in full force against Manchester United, and their opponents would be the ones who took a counter-attacking stance.

Qin Gude shrugged his shoulders: "Defensive counterattack is just a tactic, no team is always attacking in all games, isn't it?" ”

"That's right," Ferguson smiled and patted him on the back, "and switching between attack and defense is really something that a core player should consider. ”

"Oh, boss, I can retire, right?" Scholes blinked, and raised his hand to the old man.

Since most of the main players have played two consecutive national team games, whether it is the time difference or physical fitness, they are not in the best condition, so in the eighth round of the league on October 20, Ferguson has a set of substitute lineups.

Welbeck singled forward as a striker, Ryan Giggs, who had rested for half a month, stood on the left wing that he was most familiar with, Macheda was on the right, Chinggood, Anderson, and Cleverley were in a triangular formation in the middle, and the defenders were four young players: Buettner, Phil Jones, Smalling, Rafael, and as for the goalkeeper position, De Gea got the chance to start again.

These players are all players who have not been given a regular place in the national team, they have no fitness problems and they are all hungry for the game.

Although they are not as strong as the main core of Van Persie, Scholes, Vidic and Ferdinand, and they are obviously not as cooperative with each other as the main lineup, they are more motivated, more reckless, and more eager to prove themselves.

Such a substitute lineup took only 45 minutes to completely defeat the visiting Stoke City.

In less than five minutes of the opening game, Qin Good, who served as a striker, opened the scoring for the team.

Tom Cleverley, who partnered with Jean Goode for the first time, only made a mediocre pass of less than five metres before finding himself on his second assist stat of the season......

The second to get the assist was Anderson a little further back: the Brazilian golden boy stuffed a powerful through ball on 20 minutes, but Qin Goode didn't dislike it at all, and after a slight step, he burst straight into the box and swung his thigh before the Stoke City defender got close.

Towards the end of the first half, Qin Goode also sent a sharp through ball for Welbeck, but the homegrown youngster was slightly sticky at his feet, twisting left and right on the line of the penalty area, and just refused to choose between passing and shooting - and then he was pushed down by a reckless Stoke defender.

When he saw such a foul, Ferguson didn't even leave his seat with his ass, he just waved his arm and chewed gum hard.

In the absence of Wayne Rooney and Robin van Persie, the veteran Ryan Giggs was supposed to take the penalty, but United's captain generously conceded the chance to the young team-mate who created the penalty.

Welbeck was able to improve his accuracy in the open game, but he was still relatively calm when it came to the penalty - after all, even if he couldn't score, there was no psychological pressure - and against goalkeeper Begovic, Heibei managed to extend the score to 3-0.

Two goals, one penalty through the ball, and the entire first half was the time for the show of Jean Good, which made the entire Old Trafford resounding with the fans composing songs for him.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

Our Chinese artillery is coming!

His barrel was thick and hot,

His marksmanship is unparalleled in the world,

All opponents will pout their butts and kneel in front of him, begging for mercy......"

-- England fans generally sing very popular songs.

After 15 minutes of the second half, Ferguson gradually made a substitution: the old man began to send some key players into the field, such as Wayne Rooney.

However, Rooney was immediately the centre of attention: he misjudged a corner from former Manchester United Academy graduate Shawcross and headed Stoke City's cross into the back of the net behind David De Gea.

The 60,000 Manchester United fans in the stadium collectively lost their voices at this moment, and even Ferguson was dumbfounded.

This was undoubtedly a huge stimulus for Wayne Rooney, who was a near-igniting powder keg on the field with the captain's armband, rampaging through the heart of Stoke City and constantly pressuring the area where Shawcross defended.

His willfulness did cause a lot of difficulties for Stoke City's backline, but it also really disrupted United's tactical deployment up front.

In order to help Rooney make meritorious contributions, Qin Goode also sent him many passes very intimately, but Rooney was really meritorious and failed to score with two shots.

"Calm down, Wayne."

Of course, this was not said by Qin Good, but by Scholes, who had just appeared, to Rooney.

Qin Goode just fed him cannonballs with one pass after another.

His hard work was not in vain, in the 75th minute, Rooney successfully reversed offside and rewrote the score to 4-1, after the goal, Rooney finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then hugged Qin Goode who insisted on passing the ball for himself.

"Don't go back at night!" Captain Lu slapped him on the back vigorously, "I'll take you to a good place!" ”

There was a sudden chill under the crotch of the Chinese cannon. (To be continued.) )