Chapter 4 (13)

How far apart is heaven and hell? It's a very difficult question to answer, but Wuhan Yafeng fans now have an answer – it only takes four minutes to go from heaven to hell. In these four minutes, the team they loved, their Wuhan Yafeng, was first bizarrely equalized by the opponent, and then was humiliated by the opponent, and the players who lost their level and state did not even come forward to argue with the referee about the reasonableness of the penalty, as if this matter had nothing to do with them, and they didn't even stand on the edge of the penalty area and compete for a favorable position with the opponent, just stood there with a blank face and watched the Wuhua player put the ball on the penalty spot, watching him take two steps back, Then watch him do it overnight.

Two minutes after Yafeng restarted, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half.

Gao Jinsong immediately turned around and found Wei Honglin, who gave the opponent a penalty, and asked in a low voice, "What happened to you just now?" He hoped that his friend would give him a plausible explanation.

- The Wuhua player didn't have the strength to stop the ball, and directly blocked the ball at Wei Honglin's feet, at this time, Wei Honglin could organize an attack for Yafeng, or protect the ball to buy time for his teammates, and at the worst he could destroy the ball and consume some more game time; But so many choices Wei Honglin also failed to do, Gao Jinsong, who assisted in the defense in the penalty area, saw it clearly, when the ball rolled towards Wei Honglin, his first action was to retract his feet back, and then as if he didn't expect the ball to reach his feet, he hurriedly stretched out his legs to stop the ball, and in a hurry, he didn't seem to have time to adjust his strength and posture, and the side of his calf just hit the ball...... This one-two small combination was so subtle that the ball happened to be passed back to the opponent who had just bypassed another Yafeng midfielder, and the stunned midfielder couldn't react to what was going on, and his feet eased slightly, and the opponent had already stepped into the penalty area with the ball; Things can't be said to be too bad at this moment, Gao Jinsong is not afraid that guy will enter the penalty area, the penalty area is full of people, that guy may not be able to find the right opportunity to shoot, even if he can find the route and timing of the shot, before his muddy shooting action is completed, he can also teach him to rejoice, in fact, Gao Jinsong has already stood on the path of the guy in advance, just waiting for him to send the ball over; But at this time, Wei Honglin actually caught up from behind the guy, and a very beautiful one fell to the ground and tackled, and then the referee's whistle sounded......

Wei Honglin glanced at Gao Jinsong with a gloomy face, and buried his head and prepared to go around.

Wei Honglin's silence and evasion made Gao Jinsong even more angry. He grabbed Wei Honglin and asked again, "What the hell is going on with you?!" His voice became hoarse from confusion and anger, and the last few tones were almost squeezed out of his throat, so muddy that they seemed to be roaring.

Wei Honglin paused at his feet, lifted his eyelids and glanced at Gao Jinsong. But he still didn't say anything.

Several reporters on the side of the venue noticed the two of them and raised their cameras one after another. Television cameras also shifted in this direction. Gao Jinsong had no choice but to reluctantly let go of the hand that was holding Wei Honglin's shoulder. In this case, it was impossible for him to ask Wei Honglin again. It is even more impossible for him to keep his teammates from coming off the stage in front of media reporters.

Wei Honglin immediately walked out of the court with a strained face.

Acting head coach Yan Liangcheng stood alone on the edge of the field. With his hands in his trouser pockets, his face was calm and his eyes were calm, his chin was curled and his lips pursed, and he looked indifferently at the players who were kicking and walking past him. He didn't speak at this time, which was already a little thin. He didn't reprimand or comfort his teammates, he just scrutinized each one.

Almost all of the team members ducked their heads and dodged past him. The main forces who dared to jump up with him two nights ago also lost the courage to look at him, and avoided him like thieves, and fled into the corridor. The only player who can hold his head high is the goalkeeper. He made a great contribution to the team, and if it weren't for his few wonderful saves, Yafeng would not have conceded two goals. In fact, he was the only player to be applauded by the fans.

As the last player walked past him, he turned around and prepared to go to the dressing room for his first half-time coaching.

The reporters who were stopped by the police, stadium staff and club officials on the periphery waited for this moment, the dazzling camera arc flashing several times, but they were all disappointed, Yan Liangcheng's face was as calm as if he had just watched a movie like boiled water, and there was nothing worth capturing in the eyes of the reporters. He walked into the corridor very calmly.

A large number of fans who were disappointed with the team because they were disappointed with the game crowded around the stands on both sides of the corridor, and they shouted ugly words, ridiculed and ridiculed every Yafeng player who got into the corridor, and even used vicious words to humiliate and abuse the Yafeng players. When Yan Liangcheng walked over, a teenager wearing a Yafeng jersey squeezed on the guardrail of the stands on the side of the road, shouting at a sharp voice: "Hunan Yankee, go back!" He also threw the mineral water bottle in his hand at Yan Liangcheng and spat vigorously.

The mineral water bottle did not hit Yan Liangcheng, but this UFO startled Wu Xingguang, the general manager who followed Yan Liangcheng into the Yongdao, until he entered the Yongdao, he was still muttering about the security measures of the stadium. When he was about to arrive at the locker room of the home team, he caught a glimpse of the lack of idlers around, and Wu Xingguang asked in a low voice: "Director Yan, this ...... In the second half of the game, let's ......"

Yan Liangcheng stopped, waiting for him to continue.

Wu Xingguang avoided his gaze, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and asked in a slurred manner: "I mean, in the second half of the game, let's ...... How are we going to fight? ”

"What do you say?" After saying this, Yan Liangcheng no longer paid attention to the general manager whose face was blue and white, and entered the locker room by himself.

In the locker room, the players who had just been running and fighting on the field for 45 minutes were covered with sweat on their faces and necks, and now they are sitting on the bench leaning against the wall to recuperate and accumulate strength. A couple of guys stared at the opposite wall in a daze. The two men were wringing and twisting the sweat-soaked jersey in their hands. The goalkeeper makes a loud noise when he drinks his drink. Wei Honglin, who made a big mistake at the last moment, leaned over to sort out his shoes and socks. A team doctor pulled Gao Jinsong's leg between his half-kneeling legs, pinched the muscles and bones with his fingers, and examined them carefully from his knees to his ankles.

As soon as Yan Liangcheng stepped into the dressing room, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn.

The team leader who followed Wu Xingguang into the house immediately carefully closed the door, and grabbed the doorknob twice with great confidence.

Yan Liangcheng's gaze scanned from the faces of the starters against the wall one by one.

The room was so quiet that it was almost breathless, and the two young players who were substitutes couldn't help but back down into the corner. It's the first time they've experienced this kind of scene, and they don't know how to deal with it. They knew very well the temper of the elder brother, and they also understood the temperament of the big brothers, and they remembered how the elder brothers yelled at the elder brother the night before, if the conflict broke out again...... They couldn't imagine what that would be like.

Louder and louder slogans were clearly heard outside, mixed with some invective that was not very clear.

Wu Xingguang's face couldn't help but twitch.

Yes, he knows what is going on in the game, he has been in the football circle for two or three years, and no kind of tricks can escape his eyes. He doesn't get angry. Really, he is not angry, even if Wei Honglin deliberately gave the opponent a penalty, he is not angry. He's seen anything worse than this, and it's a to mess around with this kind of chicken rib cup! But not being angry and not being scared are two different things. His acting head coach and his main players are about to clash fiercely under the noses of tens of thousands of people, and he can't imagine what the consequences of such a thing will be. But he can't help but think that he has to find a way to defuse this conflict, at least to keep the impact of this conflict small enough. But in a hurry, what good solution could he come up with? The thing he can think of now is where to find regret medicine to take - he shouldn't have repeatedly indulged those players, he shouldn't compromise with a few main players on the issue of selecting a coach, and he shouldn't let Yan Liangcheng act as the head coach of this Raushzi, even if he directly corrected him at the beginning, it would be better than this kind of thing happening now. Alas! He could never have imagined that an ordinary change of the team's head coach would eventually evolve to such a point......

He gathered the strength of his whole body, approached Yan Liangcheng and whispered: "Yan guides ,......" but he can also say these three words. He really didn't know how to persuade Yan Liangcheng who was about to explode. Those team members...... They really went too far this time. He could only use his eyes to go to the team leader and assistant coach, hoping that they would say a few words for him.

The team leader was watching with concern as the team doctor examined Gao Jinsong's leg, the assistant coach lowered his head and sketched on the board, the goalkeeper coach was the only one who was fine, but he frowned at the ceiling before the general manager's eyes turned to him, biting the corners of his mouth and thinking about what to do in the second half.

Wu Xingguang could only finish his words by himself: "Words guide,...... You see, in the second half, let's ...... Do you need to adjust the ...... Tactics? "In just one sentence, it has been fragmented.

Yan Liangcheng didn't seem to hear him speak, just stared at the team members and looked back and forth one by one, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth and didn't say a word.

The two main forces who couldn't stand his banter and mocking eyes finally straightened their waists and looked at him with their necks twisted. The shirt in the hands of the central defender and captain has been twisted into a twist by him. Seeing that the scene that Wu Xingguang didn't want to see was about to be staged in front of his eyes.

General Manager Wu groaned in his heart.

Finished!

Wuhan Yafeng can finally show their faces in major newspapers and magazines, and they can finally occupy a huge space like Shanghai, Beijing, and Shandong to be widely recited, and this incident in Yafeng's locker room will be repeatedly mentioned for a long time, just like the ball that Gao Jinsong entered......

Gao Jinsong?!

Thinking of Gao Jinsong, thinking of Gao Jinsong's fastest goal in the cup game, Wu Xingguang suddenly came to his senses. Thank goodness he still has such a life-saving straw!

Wu Xingguang immediately walked to the team doctor, leaned over and carefully examined Gao Jinsong's leg like a very experienced orthopedic surgeon, and reached out and pinched Gao Jinsong's right leg knee twice like a team doctor, and then he asked the team doctor with concern: "Is there anything wrong with his leg?" Hurt the bones? - Do I need to be sent to the hospital? ”

All eyes turned to this place. Many people still don't know about Gao Jinsong's injury. Concern and concern for their teammates immediately prevailed, and many people had already left their seats and walked towards Gao Jinsong.

The inexplicable team doctor didn't know how to answer the general manager's question. Gao Jinsong just told him that his left ankle and Achilles tendon were a little tight, and his left knee was also a little sore, and he didn't mention any injuries at all, and he checked it and found that Gao Jinsong's leg was not a big problem, and most of those sour and swelling pains were also because of the excessive force on the foot, and the rest of the night passed. But he couldn't help but answer the general manager's inquiry, so he had to quietly spread Wu Xingguang's hand on Gao Jinsong's right leg, and then said rigorously: "I don't see any problems at the moment,—— but I have limited tools at hand, and the specific situation can only be determined after a detailed examination in a large hospital." He carefully supported Gao Jinsong's left leg, flexed and stretched back and forth several times, and then led his ankle to turn several times, and asked Gao Jinsong, "How do you feel?" ”

"Okay." Gao Jinsong said.

"Can you still kick?" Wu Xingguang asked urgently.

Gao Jinsong hurriedly said: "There is no problem. He wanted to stand up and prove it to Wu Xingguang, but General Manager Wu was both concerned and relieved to hold his shoulders and press him back into the chair: "Don't be in a hurry to move around, seize the time to rest, the second half is when you run." He gently patted Gao Jinsong's shoulder, pursed his lips and smacked his lips, nodding his head with emotion.

When Gao Jinsong said that he was fine, Yan Liangcheng was also relieved. In addition to that goal, Gao Jinsong was also one of the few players who satisfied him in the first half of the game, and this young player played almost all the roles on the field for 45 minutes, center-forward, midfielder, center-back...... This is a trustworthy player, he sighed in his heart, rare!

But there are many more players who are not worthy of his trust.

But he didn't want to escalate the situation now. He understands Wu Xingguang's hardships and can understand his difficulties, and he promised him that he would definitely make a smooth transition to the new head coach of the team. Now is the time for him to live up to his promise.

He exhaled deeply, tried to calm his mood, looked around and asked, "If there is anyone who doesn't want to play in the second half, you can say it now." ”