The game was in full swing, and Maradona's mind was still wandering a few years ago.

Regarding the wrongs he received in Napoli and the framing he received in the United States, Maradona finally realized that he was just a player, even if he could do everything on the pitch, but off the pitch, he was no different from ordinary people.

"I can't imagine that I lost everything today, I helped Argentina win the title in Mexico, I helped Napoli achieve the title that they had been waiting for for 60 years, but they came together against me, and FIFA, they were afraid of me, I knew too much about the intrigues on the football field, they wouldn't give me a chance to speak, but I didn't give up, I kept fighting back."

At this time, Ling Feng took the ball on the field and took a change of direction to pass, Petit was out of balance by him, but when Ling Feng crossed, the ball was pushed out by Blanco's header.

"Let's go warm up," Lao Ma said to Yang Chen, Sui Dongliang and several other players, "ready to play at any time." ”

"The first time I met Ling was when he was just becoming famous, God testified that when I heard that a Chinese player scored two goals and assisted one goal in the first game to help the team turn defeat into victory, Wang (Lao Ma's weight loss doctor, Chinese) was simply crazy! He looked at the video of the game several times, and when I saw the lad score, I thought he was a talent, but I was very surprised by Wang's overexcitement - isn't it just two goals, Argentina can catch a lot of players like this! ”

"But I don't know that China is not Argentina, and Ling is not the kind of player who can catch a lot of money."

"Maybe Ling's performance in the future, slowly growing up to the time he is famous all over the world, people know how good such a player is, but when he landed in Ligue 1 for the first time and scored the first goal, the Chinese were already satisfied, I saw Wang excitedly call China, and even begged me to take him to meet this teenager, I suddenly woke up to the country where Ling is in China."

"This is a gift from God, I think so, in this year, there are constantly players called Little Diego, Little Basten, but there will be no second Diego, there will be no second Basten, everyone is themselves, they should not live in the shadow of their predecessors."

"What's more, the performance of a game can't tell everything, and I've been paying attention to him, this Chinese teenager, and his growth since then."

"Ling didn't disappoint me, he scored in every game, he played so well in every game, I saw in him the shadow of when I was in the Argentine youth, I was 16 years old and I didn't play in the official competition, I scored 116 goals in 166 games among the young people, and Ling scored more goals than me."

"I finally decided to woo him, I use the word woo, indeed, I admit that my initial approach to Ling was not so above board, I hope to be able to use his strength to help me avenge, because maybe the world's football skills are compared to him, but only Ling can help me, because the country where he is located is China."

"No one can ignore China's influence in the world, and in such a wild country of football, a top star will be respected and loved by everyone, his popularity will skyrocket, and what I want to do is to use my experience to help him clear the way to hegemony."

At this time, there was a burst of cheers over the Stade de France, the French team scored, the score became 2:1, Lao Ma paid attention to the slow motion, and the player who scored the goal was the right-back Thuram!

His long-range shot from the edge of the box went straight into the bottom right corner of the net, and Diochulian tried to save but couldn't get to the ball.

"Heh, I haven't seen that Lilian has this hand, but he's always said he's never practiced shooting." Seeing Ling Feng running towards the goal without being discouraged, he ran to the midfield after taking the ball out, smashing the ball to the ground and smashing it again!

"Ling is a player who never admits defeat and I decided to go to see him when it was a Cup Winners' Cup game, at Bayer Leverkusen, and just so in, I was going to see my old friend from Barcelona, who was also crazy – Bernd•Schuster."

"I taught Ling how to organize his own forces, just like Bayern back then, only by organizing his biggest gang can he ensure that he will not be eaten, I was wrong, when I returned to the Argentine national team in 94, I found that the players in the team were no longer the players who were completely centered on me eight years ago."

"I conquered Fernando (Redondo), I conquered Gabriel (Batistuta), but a lot of people think I'm old, even the president of the Football Association is not on my side, they didn't appeal to FIFA when I was banned, maybe they gave up, maybe it was a conspiracy in itself."

"Ling lived up to my expectations of him, he brought a group of potential players to study abroad, and before the Asian Cup, I taught him how to face his own football association, and he did a beautiful job, beyond my imagination."

"I know that he has succeeded, he has become the godfather of Chinese football, what I didn't expect is that he actually found such a good girl by his side, without that girl's wisdom and financial resources, Ling would not be able to achieve today's success."

"In return, I helped him clear his smashing of the Asian Cup, agreed to his request to go to Fiorentina as a coach, and agreed to his request to be a coach of the Chinese team, I think I am worthy of him, but I underestimated Ling's cleverness."

"When we met Fernando, Ling noticed the subtlety between me and him, and I thought it was time to tell him about me, about the World Cup, albeit a little earlier."

"In a popular Chinese saying, we are grasshoppers tied to a rope, and sure enough, Ling was stunned, he couldn't imagine that the World Cup, the highest event representing the level of football, was just a show, a tool to make money?!"

"Not exactly, but it's inevitable, including the two World Cups that Argentina won, there are cats. It's a joke to say that a person who won the World Cup because he was tired of it is now trying to eradicate this kind of cat. ”

The time on the pitch is now the twenty-second minute of the second half, and the game is heating up.

The French team took the lead with the goals of two defenders, and Lao Ma replaced Zhao Junze at this time and replaced Yang Chen to start the final onslaught.

Jacques didn't dare to be careless, replaced Anelka, who had been fighting for 60 minutes, and replaced the central defender bald Leboeuf, and at the last moment, Jacques adopted a defensive counterattack strategy!

Ling Feng's strength has been fully exerted, not at all like a person with an injury, maybe the fierce game made him forget the pain, but in the same way, Zidane of the French team once again entered the master-level state of the Champions League final, and the battle between the two teams near the midfield was particularly exciting!

Whether it is Ling Feng or Zidane, when they control the ball in the midfield, they are not one person who can defend them.

Ling Feng has given up guarding Zidane and started his fierce attack, at this time, only scoring goals is the magic weapon of the Chinese team to recover the disadvantage.

After Leboeuf came on the field, he used his physical and physical advantages to interfere with Ling Feng every step of the way, facing the opponent who had beaten him 7:1 more than a year ago, Chelsea central defender Leboeuf naturally will not relax, and, more importantly, he will not be weak!

It can be said that the game has been kicked to this point, and the smell of fire yao is already very strong.

It doesn't matter if you know each other or not, whether you are familiar with it or not, no matter how high your skills are, how kind you are.

Zidane passed the ball to the penalty area, and Djokaev, who was about to grab a header, heard Fan Zhiyi next to him roar, and his legs suddenly became a little weak, and the ball was thrown out of the penalty area by Fan Zhiyi's lion head - what made Djokaev's legs weak was not only the murderous spirit of the other party, but also - Lao Fan's roar, which was quite like a dog barking......

In the twenty-seventh minute of the second half, Ling Feng suffered the biggest violation of the game.

When he was dribbling the ball, he was tackled by Leboeuf from the side, although he was prepared, but the injured foot affected the flexibility of Ling Feng's body, this time he was not able to dodge, Ling Feng turned twice in the air, and fell heavily on the turf!

This stunned everyone, and the two sides who were still fighting were also stunned, watching Ling Feng roll on the grass with his injured right leg in his arms.

The Stade de France suddenly became a boiling oil pot!

The fans in China and Paris immediately scolded bitterly, and the fans in Paris did not care that the foul was a player from their country, and began to collectively scold!

Everyone now knows that Ling Feng is injured, and it is rumored that Ling Feng's injury is not light!

Such a player who plays with an injury should be respected by the fans, not to mention that now the French team is leading by one goal, this kind of hurtful and despicable trick really makes the French fans cold!

Ling Feng was carried off the pitch for treatment and did not know if he would be able to continue playing, while Leboeuf received a yellow card just five minutes after he came on the pitch.

The Chinese team now has one less player, and Ling Feng must decide whether he can play within five minutes, and in fact, if Ling Feng can't play, the game can be declared over.

Ling Feng was surrounded by a group of substitute players and team doctors, beads of sweat fell on his forehead, it seemed that Leboeuf had touched his old injury just now, and now Ling Feng's performance was very painful.

"Don't look at it!" Lao Ma shouted on the side: "Sui (Dongliang), Li (Ming), go warm up and prepare to change Ling." ”

"Diego, I'm not going to play!" Ling Feng's voice sounded: "I won't give up!" ”

The old horse waved at Sui Dongliang and Li Ming, who were at a loss and didn't know whether to go or not to warm up, and after signaling them to do what they said, he said, "I know your intentions, but your injuries are ......."

"Ling, drink some water." Qi Wusheng politely handed over a kettle, but it was snatched in his hand by the old horse.

"Drinking water during a game will affect the players' performance, and it's not too late to drink it now?" The old horse looked at Qi Wusheng with a smile, and was shocked by the other party's cold sweat.

"I know my own injuries." Ling Feng said to Lao Ma in English: "If I don't play, then this game is really hopeless." ”

"If you play, you're not saved!" Wang Bo, the team doctor, said with a serious face: "Look at your ankle, what has it been swollen?!" ”

Everyone was frightened, the ankle of Ling Feng's right foot was already swollen to compare with his calf, the tackle just now, Ling Feng was injured more than a little - not to mention, new injuries and old injuries, from the perspective of medical knowledge, Ling Feng's leg is now difficult to even walk!

"Diego, I beg you, let me be selfish for once, I beg you!" Ling Feng's pleading voice sounded, if I remember correctly, this was the first time that Ling Feng had begged in such a low voice.

Ling Feng can't help it, if it was Qi Wusheng, he wouldn't dare to replace himself if he was given the guts, but Lao Ma is different, since Lao Ma is the head coach of the Chinese team, he has completely taken over the tactical arrangement and personnel deployment - this is what Ling Feng said in advance, the life and death power of the Chinese team on the field is completely taken over by Lao Ma, even if it is himself, his opinion can only be used as a reference.

"It doesn't matter if you can't play in the next game, or even if you don't play for the next year, even if we lose this game, I want to do my best, try to fight with France, please, Diego."

"Coach, let Boss Ling go, even if we lose, we will definitely win the Netherlands in the next game!" Li Jinyu, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke, and the others also echoed: "Let Ling Feng play!" Win or lose, our next game is to die on the pitch and look good for Brazil or the Netherlands! ”

Lao Ma sighed, he remembered an incident that happened when he was in the youth division of the Argentine youth team, when his hand was scratched by a glass bottle, but the next day there was a game, the coach was not going to let him play, but his teammates were pleading, and finally the coach nodded, and they beat the opponent 7:1, and he scored five goals himself.

"Go ahead, tighten the bandages, get back on the field, and I'll help you with all the external interference." Maradona looked at the clouds in the sky and said leisurely.