Chapter Twenty-Three: Qi Wusheng's Eccentricity
The thunderous cheers came to an abrupt halt after ten seconds.
Because of the hero who scored the goal, Ling Feng, the hero who created the most exciting goal in this World Cup, fell to the ground in pain again.
The game is over, the Chinese team has advanced to the semi-finals, and the Croatian group has gone home, not to mention Ling Feng, it is Simeone, and there is no need to pretend to be like this at this time.
Then there was only one possibility, in the collision just now, Ling Feng was injured again!
Sky! Ling Feng, who has basically not had a small injury in the professional league for three years, has been injured twice in a row in the five games currently being played in the World Cup!
A smile appeared on Ling Feng's painful face, but it felt more ugly than crying, not only the players of the Chinese team gathered around Ling Feng, but also the Croatian players greeted Ling Feng one by one.
After all, the game is over, they have lost, and if they lose, it can be said that they are convinced.
Reluctantly standing up, Ling Feng received the collective cheers of the 65,000 spectators at the Lyon Gerain Stadium, for the great goal just now!
"Ling, are you alright?" Seeing Ling Feng return to the field in pain with the support of his teammates, Maradona asked worriedly.
"There was a little pain in the calf, I was scratched by the shoe spikes just now," Ling Feng tried his best to make his expression relaxed, but the sweat droplets on his forehead betrayed him, but he still reluctantly said: "Take a break, it won't affect the semi-finals against France, maybe we can make it to the finals!" β
The players of the Chinese team all cheered, but Lao Ma's eyebrows wrinkled even more.
Ling Feng was sent directly to the hospital, and the official statement of the Chinese team was that he suffered some injuries from the opponent when he shot at the end of the goal, but the problem was not very big, in order to make Ling Feng recover better, so he made such a big move.
For this news, many people expressed their understanding, after all, Ling Feng is now the treasure of the Chinese team, not to mention that he fell to the ground just now and didn't get up for a long time, even if he had a little skin on his leg, he would have to be sent to the hospital immediately - otherwise what if he accidentally became inflamed on such a hot day......
The situation was really as everyone thought, but after half an hour of simple bandaging, Ling Feng came out of the hospital alive, and the doctor was very depressed, he was still in a cold sweat just now, why is there nothing at all now?
It wasn't that he was rejuvenating with his skillful hands, it was Ling Feng who went to the hospital to sit for a while, took a bandage and tied his legs, and then flashed.
After going out, Ling Feng smiled and said hello to the fans who came to visit him, and then got into Si Yue's car - cold sweat broke out again!
"Brother, are you really okay?" Si Yue in the driver's seat asked with concern, Ling Feng was injured, she was more painful than Ling Feng.
"I'll call you a boy." An untimely noisy voice sounded, Lao Ma's bloated body shrank in the back seat, and said coldly: "My opinion is that you just give up the game with France, I mean you give up, just let those guys go up and play, and if you win, it's natural to ......."
"Do you think you might win?" Ling Feng interjected coldly.
"Uh, I mean maybe, don't interrupt!" The embarrassment on Lao Ma's face flashed: "If you lose the kick, your injury is almost healed, strive to fight with the Netherlands, although the third place is a chicken rib, but it is also a ranking." β
"Holland?" Ling Feng smiled, although he knew that the Netherlands was eliminated by Brazil in the semifinals, but he knew the history, and Lao Ma was because the Netherlands eliminated Argentina, so he naturally hoped that Brazil would also kill the Netherlands.
"Do you guarantee that we can beat France if you play?" Lao Ma asked rhetorically, seeing that Ling Feng didn't speak: "Isn't this it, even if you are not injured, we are not necessarily France's opponent, you are still injured now, there is no guarantee of how well you can play, it is better to retain your strength to fight for the third place - are you a dish in the Netherlands, you can win if you want to win?" β
"I said you have a problem with your attitude!" Ling Feng didn't care about the injury on his leg, and talked to Lao Ma: "Damn, the World Cup didn't say just to get some rankings!" Struggle! Do you know how to fight?! It's about sportsmanship! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will also let the country come forward to spend some money, let alone me, it is a bad team like the one before to win the world championship! β
Seeing that the old horse's mouth was crooked and he could hang the oil pot, Ling Feng muttered in his heart, don't believe it, if you see how South Korea entered the top four in 02, you won't be able to let out a fart......
Si Yue ignored the two bickering, and drove the Ferrari fast, she wanted to send Ling Feng back to the Chinese team's training base as soon as possible to receive secret treatment.
As for why Ling Feng went to the hospital to hang around in a mysterious wayβthis is France!
Jacques hung up the phone, turned to Zidane and the others and said: "Ling's injury is not too much of a problem, we have to be careful, Didier (Deschamps), Patrick (Vieira), whether we can enter the final in the next game depends on whether the two of you can block Ling's breakthrough in the midfield." β
"Ouch my mother! Doctor, you tap! In a small dark room next to the training base of the Chinese team outside Paris, Ling Feng let out a miserable howl like killing a pig.
"My ankle is swollen like a radish, and I haven't been treated immediately, and now the bones are a little misaligned, bear with it, massage it a few times, and then prick a few stitches." The gray-haired old man in front of him didn't know where to find a slender needle and shook it in front of Ling Feng.
"Chinese medicine is so magical? Will I be able to play in four days? Ling Feng asked with big innocent eyes.
"Yes, but I can't guarantee that you won't have any stubble halfway, you better rest honestly." The old Chinese medicine doctor didn't raise his head, and again he didn't know where to find a few small glass bottles, and then lit a fire.
"You, what are you doing here?" Ling Feng felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.
"Cupping! Otherwise, how to make your qi and blood flow? Bear with it, legs extended! β
"Don't! Siyue, Diego, help!! β
I have to say that the old Chinese medicine doctor specially hired by the Chinese team really has a few hands, although it hurt a little at the time, but after it was over, Ling Feng was able to walk on the ground, and Ling Feng had to sigh that in the treatment of such a bruise and trauma, Chinese medicine is much more useful than Western medicine - I just don't know if cupping has an effect on weight loss, otherwise, press the old horse to make him feel refreshed......
However, out of prudence, Ling Feng was still placed on the bench by Lao Ma, striving to play in the second half, as for the result of the game, he just did his best anyway.
Poor Jacques has a few more gray hairs in the past two days, and he is bent on how to prevent Ling Feng, Vieira, Deschamps, Desailly, Blanco, Thuram, the five top defensive players have been practicing the area defense in the backfield in recent days - all of them are caused by Ling Feng's fake news.
Resentment, resentment, smoke bomb, smoke bomb, if Yakai knew that Ling Feng would be a substitute in the next game, he would probably be able to make his nose crooked.
The Chinese team has historically reached the semi-finals, which has really given the whole of Asia a big face, and AFC President Hamann once again stood up to congratulate him, hoping that the Chinese team will continue to work hard - if you really want to make persistent efforts, you have to win the championship.
The media in several Asian countries also expressed their congratulations - they didn't dare to say much, they went home in the group stage of the World Cup, and they didn't have the face to say much.
China is also celebrating, to come this far, no matter how demanding the fans should be satisfied, after all, this is the first World Cup in which the Chinese team participated!
Ling Feng's goal has been raised to the same height as Maradona, and given the special relationship between Argentina and England back then, this goal is called: "The second most wonderful goal in the World Cup".
In the selection of the best goals in the World Cup conducted by some media, this year's World Cup has four goals in the top 20!
Owen's breakthrough against Argentina, Zanetti's free kick coordination, Bergkamp's stunning swan song, Ling Feng's thousands of miles to ride alone.
I have to say that the four goals are all related to Argentina - the first three were all produced in Argentina's games, and the last goal of Ling Feng, Ling Feng copied the scenery of head coach Maradona in Mexico in 86.
After this result was judged, even the Argentines who had already gone home felt very happy - there are really not many such opportunities!
There is also a big news that since the 1978 World Cup in Argentina, the shadow that plagued the top scorers of the World Cup could not exceed six goals was broken by Ling Feng when he still had two games!
Kempes in 1978, Rossi in 1982, Lineker in 1986, Schillach in 1990, Stoichkov and Salenko in 1994.
One of the most notable was Russia's Salenko in 1994, who scored five goals against Cameroon to set a record in World Cup history.
But it was such a player who failed to break the curse of six goals, Russia went home early, and Salenko had no chance.
But now, Ling Feng has scored seven goals with two games left - and he still hasn't played in one game, and he has played a game completely as a defender and defended in the backfield without scoring a goal!
There was also the first game with Yugoslavia, Ling Feng played as a defender and scored a hat trick, such lethality made all the backlines have to be afraid!
In this World Cup, Ling Feng has become the number one killer in football, and Ronaldo, the alien who was unanimously optimistic before the game, has only scored three goals so far, and he can't compare with Ling Feng.
From Ling Feng's body, people see the shadow of Maradona in 86 and Baggio in 94 and Romario, if Ling Feng can win the World Cup, then he will undoubtedly be crowned the real king of the ball!
But now, Ling Feng, who is not yet 18 years old, can't afford this title......
Because the real king of the ball needs to use the World Cup champion as his crowning scepter!
The current atmosphere in the Chinese team is relaxed, in the words of Lao Ma, anyway, no matter what, there are still two games left, everyone should come to play, as for the following games, it doesn't matter if you win or lose.
Perhaps, such a relaxed atmosphere is conducive to the players to play at a better level on the field, and there is no need to be like the French team - according to the grapevine, Djokaeff imitated Ling Feng's breakthrough in training in the past two days, and has been shoveled by Vieira and others out of shape.
It is estimated that by the time Ling Feng saw Djokaef, this guy would already have two panda eyes and couldn't see anything.
Qi Wusheng has been a little strange in the past two days, since he became the assistant coach of the national team, although Qi Wusheng is not conscientious, but there is no resistance, and the cooperation with Lao Ma is quite effective, otherwise it is difficult for Lao Ma to figure out the characteristics of each Chinese player so quickly.
Saying that Qi Wusheng was strange, maybe it was a little delusion on Ling Feng's part, anyway, in the past few days, he always felt that Qi Wusheng's expression was a little weird, and his eyes were strange.
Evil Khan, no, that guy just recently came back from Beibei Mountain......
Although Ling Feng disregarded the problem of face and ousted Qi Wusheng, the head coach, before the World Cup, and replaced him with Maradona, who was undisputed in terms of reputation and ability, but after all, he was Chinese, and Ling Feng did not do too much, Qi Wusheng stayed by Maradona's side as a deputy, and was also responsible for helping Lao Ma better understand Chinese players.
Anyway, Qi Wusheng, the group of people who participated in the 96 Asian Cup, all know how strong Ling Feng is, and now the Chinese national team, he has the final say, no matter who it is, the end of going against Ling Feng is a dead end - Ling Feng pinched the neck of the ice soul fiercely and yelled: "Am I so evil?" How did you arrange this, bastard? β
Well, in general, what Ling Feng is doing at the moment is all for the sake of Chinese football, whether it is to bring down the Football Association or reform the professional league, or even to be a ball bully, it is a last resort - serious illness and fierce medicine, this is also a matter of no choice.
Although it has damaged the interests of some people, after all, now that Chinese football has been brought up - at least in the top four in the World Cup, this result is something that the cowardly Chinese team did not even dare to think of!
Although Qi Wusheng was not angry, there was no way, forgive him and he didn't have the courage to fight against Ling Feng, as for having some small tantrums, Ling Feng would treat him as a child and make trouble.
However, after Ling Feng was injured this time, Qi Wusheng behaved quite attentively, which made Ling Feng a little strange.
I don't know what's going on, Ling Feng looked at Qi Wusheng's expression now, and he was very familiar - it seems, it looks like the second leader played by Wu Mengda in "Journey to the West......