After the goal, Lingard excitedly ran to the corner full of Brighton fans and celebrated with a silky kneeling.

'The youngster, on loan from Manchester United, scored his first goal at Brighton!'

"In the first half of the season, he was loaned to Birmingham City, and he had a quadruple on his debut, and he performed very well.

"It seems that even if he changed teams, he quickly integrated into the team and continued his hot form."

Brighton's players also rushed to Lingard's side to celebrate.

The Brighton fans in the stands were also cheering excitedly.

They had thought that at Leicester's home stadium, their team would be pressed into the half-time rubbing wildly.

But it didn't come to pass, only five minutes into the opening game, they actually scored first!

Not long after the start, it was scored at home by Brighton.

And the way the ball was conceded was so casual, which made goalkeeper Schmeichel Jr. depressed.

Scooping the ball out of the goal, Schmeichel Jr. threw it forward casually, and then spat out fragrant mouth:

"Fack! What are you doing?! ”

"The race has begun!"

Schmeichel has never been the type of player who would complain or blame his team-mates after conceding a goal.

Unless the heart is really depressed and very unhappy.

Therefore, right-back De Wright, who caused Lingard to steal a goal in front of the goal, hastened to speak out:

"My problem, I'm not keeping an eye on people."

Since his teammates took the initiative to admit their mistakes, Schmeichel Jr. did not continue,

And the captain Morgan on the side clapped his hands, took over the conversation, and began to boost morale:

"Guys, it's not terrible to make mistakes, it's terrible to think it doesn't matter!"

"This is our home stadium, don't let the fans see you listless!"

"Cheer up!"

After conceding the goal, Leicester's players woke up from a dream.

After kick-off again, the "Championship Champions" quickly took control of the tempo on the field.

After the goal, Brighton continued to maintain a tight defensive formation.

Giving up possession of the ball and letting Leicester fall at the back, no one stepped forward to press.

This was Brighton's tactical thinking.

Leicester City were happy to see a short pass at the back.

Anyway, it's not them who are behind the score, and it's not them who should be anxious.

。。。

Brighton's bus tactics did not surprise Leicester City coaches and players.

From February onwards, every opponent who came to the Stade de la King Power chose to defend.

They have long been accustomed to controlling the ball and looking for opportunities in the opposition formation.

As Leicester City slowly pressed and advanced Brighton's half, they were immediately pressed by Brighton players.

Among them, the most active in Brighton's squad is Lin Huang wearing No. 35!

Jesse Lingard, who plays as a left midfielder, is right opposite Riyad Mahrez on the right wing.

With Leicester City playing at a dominant level in the league, other Championship sides have been researching and analysing the Foxes' key players.

And Mahrez, who has excellent skills at his feet, is naturally the focus of every team.

As the first barrier to defend against Riyad Mahrez, Lingard was clearly told by the manager.

Whenever Mahrez gets the ball, he will be like a kraft candy half, immediately clinging to Mahrez and not allowing him to dribble easily.

This is very much in line with Ling Feng's impression of Lin Huang.

Although all aspects of the ability are relatively balanced, average.

However, the foundation of Lingard's future in the top flight is his tireless ability to run and his excellent tactical execution.

It's fair to say that Lingard is a typical sapper-type player.

As a frontcourt player, he is very committed defensively and is willing to actively defend back a lot of the time.

And with Lingard's aggressive defense, Mahrez can't easily get past him.

After all, although Lingard is relatively thin, he is not bad at speed and agility.

Even if he is passed by Mahrez, he will immediately catch up and pack back and forth with the full-backs.

With the help of two players, Mahrez could not easily break through from the wing, and could only pass the ball to Ling Feng, who came to pick up.

Perhaps it was the successful defense of Mahrez several times that made Lin Huang a little up.

After forcing Mahrez to knock the ball back to Ling Feng in the middle, Lingard did not stop or retreat to his defensive area, but continued to rush towards Ling Feng who had the ball!

Facing Lin Huang, whose face was wrinkled and looked menacing, Ling Feng almost stopped, and only one thought flashed through his mind:

When Emperor Lin arrived, he dodged away!

No way!

Now in the race!

I can't be influenced by the football meme in front of me!

Between the lightning and flint, Ling Feng tried to dispel the thoughts in his mind, the corners of his mouth were closed, and the moment Lingard stretched out his foot to steal, he pulled the ball with his right foot.

While dodging the tackle, he immediately moved forward, and the whole person passed by Lingard's side with the ball!

Lingard, who was easily passed, suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face.

In the next second, he reacted quickly and immediately turned around and chased back.

As soon as Ling Feng advanced a few meters with the ball, he felt that the back of his jersey was pulled hard.

He sat back and let out a scream of "ah".

Beep!

The referee's whistle sounded!

It was clearly a tactical foul that prevented him from launching a fast break.

It was only the first foul on Lingard, and with the sincerity of his mistake, the referee only gave him a verbal warning.

After nodding to the referee in understanding, Lingard came to the "victim" and extended his hands to Ling Feng, who was sitting on the turf:

"Dude, are you alright?"

Yo ho, Lin Huangren is quite good.

Muttering inwardly, Ling Feng did not forget to reach out and hold Lingard's hands and stood up.

"It's okay, at least you didn't shovel me from behind."

Looking at Ling Feng, who had a breezy face, Lingard was slightly stunned.

He thought that Ling Feng would spray a few trash words at him.

However, what he didn't expect was that the black-haired young man in front of him, who was two years younger than himself, was very calm.

It's no wonder that he was able to become the core of the Championship hegemon's midfield at a young age, leading Leicester City to early promotion and playing a dominant performance in his debut season!

Thinking about the fact that he could no longer establish himself in the first team of Manchester United and had been on loan, Lingard suddenly felt a little frustrated.

However, after only a few seconds, Lingard quickly picked himself up and cheered himself on inside!

I'm a player recognised by Sir Alex Ferguson!

How could it be so easy to throw in the towel?!

Besides, I've scored, he hasn't scored or assisted.

At least for now I'm better than him!

Chapter 1, Chapter 2 is coming soon!

(End of chapter)