Five seconds earlier, the whistle signaling the end of the first half had lit up the field, and the starters of both teams seemed to be half physically exhausted, and as they walked back to the locker room, they seemed to have lead stones tied to their feet, and each step was somewhat difficult.

Five seconds later, Carbine walked into the tunnel with a much more unsightly gait than the others, as a result of a tackle by the Portuguese man just before half-time, which caused less serious damage to the surface of his right foot.

Although the injury is not severe, the pain in the surface of the foot is so clear, after the last sprain, Carbine at this time he is turning again, it takes about ten seconds for other players to walk through the passage back to the locker room, but for him, I am afraid it must be about twenty seconds.

Before he took off his sneakers, he didn't know how much damage he actually had on his feet, and he said that the new sneakers had been hit hard as soon as they came on the field, and he didn't know if it meant the beginning of bad luck, and then he laughed helplessly as he walked around.

In Cabine's thoughts, of course, he was also very dissatisfied with what the Portuguese villain had done, and when he finished laughing like an idiot, he moved his lips that had been slid down with beads of sweat, and muttered, "Damn it! It's not an interception at all, it's a deliberate attempt to hurt someone's body, see how I clean you up in the second half, huh! ”

After scolding, the psychological effect worked for a while, and Carbine was much more comfortable, he was like a schizophrenic patient, from laughing somehow at first, to scolding his opponent's rough behavior, and finally showing a shallow smile, and continuing to turn and enter the locker room.

"How? Youngster! Is the injury serious? ”

Coach Corboni's cold voice came from behind Carbine, who reflexively stopped. Turning his head slightly, he saw Coach Corbony's face tense. made the old handsome's wrinkles deeper and deeper.

"Uh~? Although it hurts, it should be just a skin injury. A little ointment will do, so please coach you don't have to worry too much. After saying that, Carbine deliberately pretended to be energetic, trying to convince Coach Corboni that he really didn't have a big problem.

Instead, Coach Corboni replied with surprise: "Hmm! Since it's not a big problem, please hurry back to the locker room, we only have fifteen minutes to replenish and dispatch. ”

With that, Coach Corboni passed past Cabine, walked in front of him, and walked into the locker room in less than three seconds.

Kabine was stunned for a moment. It was not easy to come to his senses, he didn't understand why Coach Corboni chose to face himself with an indifferent attitude at this time, after all, he was indeed slightly injured, and it was definitely not too much to get more condolences, right?

"! Finally in the locker room! Kabiné walked closer to his changing position, and said that before his butt was on the changing position, he was thrown a refill drink by the squirrel.

With a stretch of his right palm, he grabbed the drink and took it down. It's just that he didn't enjoy the drink from his teammates for the first time, but frowned, let the beads of sweat on his forehead slip on his face in a few ways, and sat down carefully.

The squirrel was puzzled. He asked, "You're not going to turn me down in person, are you?" Do you lose your temper after a slight injury? ”

As he spoke, the squirrel pounded his fist on Kirbyne's shoulder, but Kirbyne did not respond to his movements. Just squinted his eyes and glanced at the squirrel fiercely. It was only after the squirrel had relented that Kabine said, "Idiot! Anyway, you have to take off your sneakers first. Take a look at the injured area, right? ”

"That's good! Take off your sneakers and show me. Although the squirrel's words were serious, he couldn't hide the inexplicable smile after all.

Kabine didn't want to pay attention to the squirrels, just like a madman who met him talking to a wall on the street and didn't want to pay attention to it. Then, he did take off his sneakers, and as he pulled them out of his foot, he did so gently.

"Oh~! It turned out that it was just a scratch on the skin, did it hurt? Squirrel bent over and said as he saw the injury on Kirbine's foot.

Cabine's instinct was teased, so he replied: "If you want to know what it's like inside, you have to let yourself be tackled by your opponent, are you idiots willing to give it a try?" ”

The squirrel made a mischievous "hee-hee" a few times, and then patted Kirbine's shoulder to comfort him, and then the guy was considered acquainted, drinking his drink, wiping the sweat beads on his face with a towel, and ignoring Kabine.

As far as Kabine could see, the injury on the surface of his foot was indeed not serious, although a little blood overflowed from the wound, but it was only a bruise on the epidermis, and it was enough for the team doctor to apply ointment to the wound.

Carbine hung his slightly injured foot and took the time to drink a refill drink to wipe the sweat from his face, the sticky grass jersey disgusted him for a moment, and then changed into a clean jersey for himself.

After getting it done, Kabine was about to call the team doctor to help apply medicine to the wound on his foot, but as soon as he raised his arm and wanted to say hello to the team doctor, Coach Corboni stood in front of Kabine.

"Coach! Haven't started training and scheduling yet? Cabine's words are complete, but his face is complicated, like that of a childish child talking to a strange and mysterious uncle on the street.

Coach Corboni gave a "hmm", pointed to Kabine's wound, and then continued: "This kind of wound is really not a big problem, the team doctor will help you apply the ointment in a while, and I am standing in front of you because I am going to give you an order personally." ”

"Do you try to cooperate with Bam? Just coaches...... Bandm and I still need to grind in a bit. "Kabine thought he was right what Coach Corboni thought, but he was too naïve, and Coach Corboni's mind was so changeable, how could he be guessed so lightly.

Sure enough, Coach Coboni shook his head twice, and his tone was extremely stern: "What you said about this question is not too strict, that kid of Ban is exactly like you, and his adaptability is stronger than I expected, so it's just a matter of time, and I have to be patient with this." ”

Carbine let out an "um" and said, "Oh? That's ......"

Coach Corboni stretched out his right palm, as if to stop Carbine, and then the old coach said: "Since there is no problem with your injury, then your running ability has always been amazing, so my new order is to make you give up planning the offensive, retreat to the rear, and concentrate on sweeping, do you have a problem?" ”

Kabine swallowed, naturally not understanding this new command, and said, "So...... Squirrel and Ban Mu can only add to the burden, and I am more worried that the front and back lines will not be connected. ”

After listening, Coach Corboni said: "Young people, please remember, when talking about the experience of scheduling and plating, I am much richer than you, when you carry out my new instructions, you must remember, never control the ball too much, after breaking the ball in the sweeping area, look for teammates in front of you as soon as possible, in short, your task is to make the opponent with the ball feel that your pressure is difficult to deal with, you know?" (To be continued......)