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"Roten, you want to go to Paris Saint-Germain to play, I will sell you at the end of the season, how can you still be loyal to the watch in this kind of game!" Fan Shang really doesn't know what kind of expression to face this matter now, a little angry, a little helpless, it's not funny, it's just this complex emotion that makes Fan Shang realize his face.

The teammates who ran to celebrate with Luo Teng were still happy at first, but when Luo Teng revealed those words, the golfers were also stunned, what does this mean? Now no one could figure out what Luo Teng meant, and then the celebration was hasty.

Fan Shang also saw the puzzled eyes of the other team members, but for the sake of winning the game, Fan Shang couldn't care about so many face-saving things now. Although I knew that the headlines of tomorrow's major sports newspapers would definitely not be able to run Luo Teng's photo, but the game still had to be played, Fan Shang grabbed the two midfielders and told them to continue to pass the ball to Luo Teng.

Sanunno was obviously a little emotional, and pointed to Luo Teng, who was still pulling clothes, and said to Fan Shang, "Boss, what does he mean by this?" ”

"You don't care what he means, play well first, continue to pass the ball to him, remember that the game is more important than everything, win this game first, and we will talk about the rest of the things when we advance!" Fan Shang said to Sanunno very seriously, "Tell your teammates, no matter what he does now, the pre-game tactics will not change!" ”

Sanunno wanted to say something, but seeing Fan Shang's frowning brows, he didn't say much, nodded and returned to the field to convey Fan Shang's instructions.

Subsequently, Fan Shang stood on the sidelines, facing the inquiring eyes, and could only grit his teeth and nod his head to deal with the doubts of the players on the field.

"Roten !!" Fan Shang really wants to beat Luo Teng up now, it's really not as fast as the plan is to change. Fan Shang actually shouted in his heart just now, but he didn't know what was going on, and he actually shouted along with him.

Luo Teng seemed to hear Fan Shang's voice, and while stuffing his jersey into his pants, he ran to Fan Shang, "Boss, what's the matter?" ”

When Fan Shang heard Luo Teng's words, he realized that he actually shouted, "Hurry up and play, continue to play like this." Fan Shang gritted his teeth and said to Luo Teng with a smile.

Luo Teng nodded and ran back to the field excitedly, hoping to continue his performance.

After the resumption of the game, PSG have clearly lowered their expectations and now seem to be trying to lose as little as possible and pass the time with their feet constantly falling at the back.

Bordeaux already have a two-goal lead and are happy to spend time with PSG, which would be the best thing if they stayed until the end of the game.

But Luo Teng is in a hurry, he feels that he has not yet shown all his strength, and now he has a goal and an assist, which feels good, but Luo Teng is still unsatisfied.

Roten began to run in front of the court by himself, forcing the Paris Saint-Germain players who had the ball.

Drogba, who was at the forefront, looked at Luo Teng's excited appearance, and he was also helpless in his heart, Luo Teng was trying so hard to mean it, or he seemed too lazy.

Drogba was defending again, deliberately ran past Fan Shang, and asked Fan Shang in a low voice, "Boss, do I need to force like Jerome?" ”

Fan Shang shook his head, "Just do what you have to do, don't think about superfluous things, waste your physical strength." ”

Drogba understood what Vincent meant, and slowly ran back to his position, walking left and right with PSG's inverted ball.

The first half of the game was about to end, and Roten pressed like he was dying in the last five minutes, but the effect was that the Paris Saint-Germain players played him like a monkey, reversing the ball back and forth, allowing Roten to save a left and a right, and finally did not touch the ball.

Just when Luo Teng was tired like a dead dog, the referee finally blew the whistle at the end of the half, Luo Teng gasped, stood on his knees for a while, and then slowly walked into the players' tunnel and walked back to the lounge.

Fan Shang deliberately stood at the door of the locker room and waited for Luo Teng, "Jerome, you did a good job, can you still do it in the second half?" ”

"No problem, boss" Although Luo Teng looked tired, he didn't want to be replaced early.

Fan Shang walked into the locker room one step ahead of Luo Teng, and glanced at the players who had just come in, and then made a closed mouth gesture very covertly, and glanced at Luo Teng behind him to make sure he didn't see it.

The 15 minutes of the intermission was Luo Teng's commendation meeting, and Fan Shang held Luo Teng to the cloud in a few words. Although the other teammates had a lot of disdain and contempt, they still did not speak in the double hint of Fan Shang's eyes and gestures, and most of them lowered their heads and waited for the start of the second half.

As for Luo Teng, Fan Shang specially asked the team doctor to give him a massage, so that he could last longer in the second half. 'Jerome, cut down on some unnecessary runs, they're going to take the ball and let them go, we just have to take our chances.' At halftime, Fan Shang also figured it out, Luo Teng can really be used as one person now, he can stand on the field, then the right side of Paris Saint-Germain will never dare to take a step beyond Lei Chi.

After listening to Fan Shang's words in the first half, Luo Teng still believes in Fan Shang's words now, he nodded, "Boss, I understand." ”

Fan Shang scratched his head after Luo Teng walked into the entrance, now Fan Shang really uses Luo Teng as a donkey, and it is very likely that he will stage a scene of unloading and killing the donkey after he runs out, and the "head" that Luo Teng called just now made Fan Shang a little embarrassed.

When the other players walked past Fan Shang one by one, in the face of their gaze, Fan Shang still nodded, meaning to continue, as long as Luo Teng didn't cramp, it would be him today.

Sure enough, after Bordeaux kicked off in the middle circle of the second half, a three-legged pass sent the ball to the feet of Roten.

Luo Teng, who had recovered a lot of physical strength, started his one-man show again at this time, he obviously felt that his role in the first half of the game was insufficient, and now he took the initiative to ask for more plays.

La was Sandratana this time again abandoned Fournier, and Le Guin came together to block Roten, Roten did not cut in this time, but took the ball to the left front with his left foot, and Leguin, who didn't care about the right side of the defense, was to use the speed to eat Ra Sandra Tana, and La was Sandratana, who needed to turn around and chase the ball, was definitely not as fast as Luo Teng, who was directly accelerated, so he was simply overtaken by Luo Teng, and then thrown off.