In any case, this is an opportunity to brush up on money, and you should not give it up.

Ye Fengzai pondered carefully, analyzing how to brush up as much money as possible.

If he and Kroos play the same amount of minutes, there is a lot of room to maneuver based on that.

First of all, the two super valuable statistics of goals and assists don't need to be considered for the time being, after all, he has almost no ability to assist, and even if he has the nirvana of Huaxia heavy artillery, the problem is that Kroos's long-range shot is by no means covered.

The red card and yellow card don't need to be counted, as soon as the red card comes out, the gods retreat, and even if Ye Feng can apply for a yellow card, do you dare to guarantee that Kroos will not eat cards when he defends?

It seems that there is no need to count on shooting and passing, he does not have the high degree of tactical freedom of Kroos, it is impossible to fire unscrupulously, and passing, no matter how you look at Kroos, is better than him.

The total number of passes and the pass success rate are even more incomparable to Kroos, who is the core of the organization.

The data that can really make Ye Feng explode is actually defense-related attributes.

Steals, interceptions, clearances, battles, fouls, and running distance, this is the data that Ye Feng wants to focus on.

Not to mention that the playing time is roughly the same as Kroos, as long as he is not too much less than Kroos, Ye Feng is confident that he will surpass Kroos in these statistics.

After all, Kroos is an organizational player, although it cannot be said that he has no defensive ability, but it is destined that he will definitely not put too much energy into defense, this is Ye Feng's opportunity.

As for the running distance, it is half time to survive anyway, as long as Ye Feng spreads his feet and runs to death after playing, there should be a great chance that he will run more distance than Kroos.

What if it's all ineffective running?

The money you get is real.

Ye Feng has already estimated how much money he can swipe in this game!

That's ten times that!

It was as if he had seen the beautiful sight of bundles of euros drowning themselves.

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In the evening, Abbey Stadium has a noisy atmosphere.

Ye Feng sat quietly on the bench to watch the game, the away Bayern second team firmly took the initiative under the strategy of Kroos, and before the first half ended, it was already two goals ahead of the home team of Wuppertal.

I have to admit that Kroos's strength is definitely outstanding on the field.

With his control in midfield, Bayern's second team has a clear advantage.

However, what Ye Feng is concerned about now is the data obtained by Cross.

There was an assist, but no goal, and the rest of the data, Ye Feng couldn't count it a little.

This gave Ye Feng hope.

Originally, he didn't plan to surpass Kroos in terms of assists, but since Kroos didn't score, wouldn't it be developed if he came off the bench and kicked a Chinese heavy artillery.

A goal can make you brush 2w euros, and if the coefficient is multiplied by 10, it is 20w euros.

You must know that in the last substitute game, I only brushed 5w euros, which is worth four games.

Ye Feng couldn't help but fold his hands and began to pray silently.

"Kroos don't score!"

"Kroos don't score!"

"Kroos don't score!"

Pray three times for important things.

Well, it seems that this is a bit psychologically dark, but Ye Feng can't care about it so much.

Anyway, it's just a second-tier team's goal, presumably Kroos doesn't care, it doesn't matter at all.

Kong Tengto, who was sitting next to Ye Feng on the bench, looked at Ye Feng a little curiously, and couldn't help asking, "Are you praying that the team wins?" ”

"No, you're thinking too much, I'm just ADHD!" Ye Feng glanced at Kong Tengtuo and said angrily.

Kong Tengto looked at Ye Feng thoughtfully, then moved his butt quietly, and sat a little away from Ye Feng, thinking that he was afraid that Ye Feng would hurt himself by convulsing the wind for a while.

Sensing Dao Contento's movements, Ye Feng was even more speechless, and said in his heart No wonder this guy can only be a substitute for Alaba even if he is older than Alaba, his brain is not good!

Ignoring Contento, Ye Feng continued to observe Kroos's performance, which was seriously related to his own gains.

It's also interesting to say that Kroos also seems to want to make a difference in the game, so he frequently shoots with the ball, especially after the team is ahead, and has no worries, sometimes rushing more fiercely than the striker.

But the problem is that it seems that the goddess of fate does not favor him today, and after several attempts, he has never been able to score a goal.

"Could it be that my prayers have worked?" Ye Feng couldn't help but grin, and thought beautifully.

Looking at Cross's dark face, Ye Feng was not depressed at all.

He felt he owed Kroos a debt of gratitude, and if he hadn't been relegated from the first team to the second team, where would he have had the opportunity to spend euros in this game?

What a man!

Just when Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh, the head coach of the second team, Grande, beckoned to him.

"Go warm up, play in the second half, and perform well!"

Grande's voice sounded like a natural sound to Ye Feng, even if this natural sound came from the mouth of a sloppy uncle, it really made people feel a little disobedient.

"Don't worry, sir!" Ye Feng sent him a salute to assure.

'Well, you guys work together, Kroos is focused on attacking, you have to take more responsibility defensively, I don't want the team to concede in the second half.' Grande continued to admonish.

Then, Ye Feng never heard what Grande was saying again.

His mind kept echoing with the words of Grande just now—

"You guys cooperate well ......"

"You guys cooperate well ......"

"You guys cooperate well ......"

......

Ye Feng was about to cry!

Nima!

Kroos won't play, huh?

At this moment, he has nothing to love!

Grande looked at Ye Feng, who seemed to have fallen into a stupor, and thought that Ye Feng was too excited because he was going to appear, so he just smiled, patted him on the shoulder and encouraged, with an expression of "you don't have to be too moved" on his face.

As everyone knows, the MMP in Ye Feng's heart was about to scold, looking at Grande's back, Ye Feng had an urge to die with Grande.

Labor-management money!

You can insult me, but you can't delay me from swiping money!

Originally, Ye Feng also planned to brush up on this game, but now it seems that this beautiful idea is probably going to be cool.

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