The moment the ball flew towards the goal, Torres felt like it was in place.

Even the Chelsea fans huddled in the corner of the pitch thought it was a sure goal.

They all stood up, about to burst into cheers.

Unexpectedly, after the ball crossed Schmeichel's left hand, it hit the goal post with a "bell" and bounced out!

Left-back Jeffrey Schlupp didn't give the Chelsea players a chance to shoot and cleared the ball off the touchline as soon as possible.

Seeing this, the cheers of thousands of Chelsea fans in the stadium immediately turned into a lament.

Seeing that the ball didn't drill into the goal, but popped off the middle post, Torres froze in disbelief.

Even Mourinho, who was on the sidelines, couldn't help holding his head in his hands.

In my mind, an inexplicable thought popped up:

"If it had been Didier [Drogba], this goal would have gone in..."

All along, in his tactical system, there is always a need for a strategic center who can act as a fulcrum in the front court, can play with his back, and can also fight with opposing defenders.

It's a pity that neither Eto'o nor Torres is such a center-forward...

The regret and helplessness in my heart are only short-lived.

He immediately calmed down and applauded the players' quick counterattack in recognition of:

"Good shot!"

"Well done!"

"That's it!!"

Compared to the regret of the Chelsea players and fans, the players and fans of Leicester City were shocked.

Some older fans in the stands hurriedly took out the quick-acting heart-saving pills and ate two to suppress the shock.

And Ling Feng, who returned to the front of the guard line, looked at Torres and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up in his heart:

Worthy of the Blue Guard!

The way to break the siege is so thrilling...

Although the result of this counterattack is a false alarm,

But just one misplaced pass almost caused the goal to be conceded.

This shows how sharp Chelsea's counter-attack was!

Ling Feng was even more determined in his inner thoughts:

If you want to win Chelsea at home, you can't give them a chance to fight back!

Even if he was a little dissatisfied with the accuracy of Dean Hammond's pass.

But Ling Feng didn't complain about his teammates either.

After all, as a midfielder, it's normal to try to pass the ball.

It's normal to have a wrong pass.

He's not the kind of pressure monster who likes to complain to his teammates...

However, if Ling Feng is silent, it does not mean that others will not be silent.

Captain Morgan took a few big steps directly, then came to Dean Hammond, and said in a deep voice:

"Dean, your passing was so casual!"

"You should give the ball to Ling to organize!"

In the face of Morgan's huge oppressive force like a pitch-black iron tower, Dean Hammond, who knew that he was wrong, did not dare to refute.

Who made him a newcomer who had just transferred, his status in the team was not high, and he was soft-spoken.

He just nodded silently and said apologetically:

"I see, this ball is mine."

Seeing him admit his mistake, Morgan didn't talk too much nonsense, reached out and patted the other party's shoulder, and turned to leave.

After kick-off on the touchline, Chelsea's right winger Willian passed the ball back to the back in an attempt to organise another attack.

However, when it comes to positional warfare, Leicester City is not afraid.

After all, both centre-backs are the type with excellent frontal interception and anti-aircraft capabilities, and are not afraid of high balls or wide crosses.

In the end, there was really no room to pass the ball and Frank Lampard's long-range shot from the edge of the box declared the attack futile.

Then, the court once again reverted to a stalemate of attacking and defending.

Leicester City controlled the ball steadily, carefully exchanging short passes, not easily through or long;

Chelsea, on the other hand, retreated with all their hands and pressed up front.

As Leicester's passes continued to increase, possession soared to 80 per cent!

However, most of the passes are short passes between players, with very few straight or long passes forward.

Both sides seem to have an inexplicable tacit understanding, and it seems that neither intends to break this equilibrium.

As time went by, the game became a bit dull.

However, Leicester fans are more than comfortable with their own team being able to draw at home to Chelsea.

They started singing in the stands of the stadium and playing crowd waves...

。。。

"Beep~~Beep~~~"

With Paul Tierney's whistle blowing, the first half is over!

Mourinho trotted down and ran into the tunnel first.

Pearson, on the other hand, waited on the sidelines for his players to walk off the pitch and high-five the players one by one.

You could tell from the smile on his face that he was happy with his team's performance in the first half.

Meanwhile, Chelsea fans in the regional stands.

Jorge Mendes, who was dressed in a black suit, stared closely at the black-haired young man wearing the No. 23 blue jersey on the field, his eyes thoughtful.

Jorge Mendes, Portuguese, one of the most famous agents in football today.

Its customers include Cristiano Ronaldo, Di Maria, Falcao, Pepe and other famous stars, all over the five major leagues and clubs.

In addition to a large number of stars, he is also the agent of the "madman" Mourinho.

Originally, Mendes appeared at the King Power Stadium to discuss with Mourinho about the transfer of this winter window.

But he didn't think about it, but he found Ling Feng's unexpected joy!

Ling Feng only used his half-court performance to attract his attention.

Judging by Mendes' vicious eyes as a professional football agent, this Leicester youngster definitely has the potential to become a superstar!

Being young means full of unlimited potential;

Being handsome means that the commercial value will not be low;

Good football skills mean that you have the opportunity to join a giant club and win competitive honors;

And it is also a local household registration book in England, such a potential new star will definitely become a sweet spot for local agents in England.

"However, those unprofessional guys, how can they compare to me?!"

In Mendes's opinion, even if Ling Feng had an agent, he would use his reputation and connections to persuade Ling Feng to switch to his own subordinates.

If Ling Feng doesn't have an agent yet, it's even better, just pick up a big bargain!

Thinking of this, Mendes raised his eyebrows, immediately took out the phone, and dialed a number:

"Hey, Santos, you help me investigate a player right now."

"The No. 23 of the Championship team Leicester City, the name is a bit strange, called Ling... Peak..."

"Investigate who his agent is, as well as his background and contract..."

In less than ten minutes, Mendez obtained all of Ling Feng's information through his powerful intelligence network and connections.

From how old he entered the Leicester City academy, to how many people he has in his family, contract wages and liquidated damages, etc.,

Among them, what excites Mendes the most is naturally the news that Ling Feng has no agent for the time being!