As the days go by, Christmas is getting closer and closer, and the Premier League halfway championship will be officially announced at the end of the month.

It looks like the festival is approaching, and the half-season is about to pass, which seems to leave everyone with a breathing time.

However, as we all know, there is no winter break in the Premier League, and the last game of the first half will be played at the end of December, and the second half of the competition will start again in early January.

In the case that there are two cup competitions in China and various competitions abroad, the annual Premier League schedule is still relatively tight.

The players who stayed here had to wait for the summer offseason, and most of them didn't even have time for Christmas.

December 17th.

Philip finally found time and came to Chen Yufeng's training ground.

It's still so loveless, still drinking beer.

"My mentor and I searched all night, but we still didn't find any precedent for your constitution."

Philip came over this time, ready to fight a long-term battle, "I have unanimously discussed with him, followed you to observe, and through a few years, I have summarized one case after another and recorded it in the library." ”

"Because we've discovered that this change in your body seems to have a cyclical pattern to look for."

"Perhaps, after taking a long view, we will get some kind of regularity, which will be beneficial for other studies in the future."

"Hmm." Chen Yufeng nodded slightly, pursed his lips and said, "Then I can only wish you good luck." ”

"Anyway, you've been doing well lately, I've seen your news on the Internet several times."

Philip put this matter aside for the time being, patted Chen Yufeng on the shoulder and said with a smile: "If you keep playing like this, you will be an assist king or something, then you will be really famous." ”

Chen Yufeng ignored him, still doing some training in body coordination.

"Not ready for a partner? You're not too young anymore. ”

Philip walked over and smiled evilly again.

"Is this kind of advice like that of a physical trainer to his clients?" Chen Yufeng glanced up at Philip, "Shouldn't you expect me to spend all my physical energy on the court?" ”

"Sometimes life needs to be adjusted." Philip took a sip of beer and raised his eyebrows at Chen Yufeng.

"Okay, let's finish the season and then think about it."

Chen Yufeng smiled and didn't say anything more.

Over the years, of course, he has talked about a few girlfriends, but in the end they didn't continue for various reasons.

Everything has changed in recent times, especially since the start of this season, and he doesn't have time to focus on that.

At the very least, rely on this ability to become a superstar first and have your own place on the world football stage.

That's when he thinks about it.

Men, they should always start a business first and then start a family.

Unless you encounter the best in every way.

…………

December 19th.

Chen Yufeng followed the bus to the north-west, Liverpool City.

Before challenging the city's giants, they first took on local second-class Everton.

The team currently has a decent record under Martinez and sits eighth in the Premier League.

Facing Leicester City, who have come here with a winning streak, Martinez certainly wants to extinguish this majesty at home and accomplish what the giants can't do.

Just imagine if this Leicester side were beaten by Everton......

Doesn't this prove that his ability to lead the team is stronger than those big6 managers?

Even in his sleep, Martinez seemed to feel that this was a good opportunity for him from God, a chance to prove himself.

Everton definitely has a lineup that is not weaker than Leicester City, unlike a weak team, which is completely unable to play a good technical and tactical organization, and there is no explosion in the front.

At the same time, this team is definitely not a giant, and it will not give high expectations to the outside world.

Martinez was already in the fantasy post-match press with a handsome photo of him in a suit.

At half past two in the afternoon, Goodison Park was full of nearly 40,000 seats, and eighty percent of them were Everton fans.

Martinez, who was shrouded in cheers, stood on the sidelines very passionately at the beginning and conducted the on-the-spot command.

"That's it! Pretty! ”

"Shift, find the other side! Lukaku, ribs! ”

"It's okay, it's already working, we're doing a good job!"

“……”

With his encouragement, it was indeed Everton, who was in good form today, who scored first.

In the 27th minute of the game, Everton midfielder Ross Barkley saw a hidden gap.

The ensuing through ball cut through the unstable Leicester defence and went straight to Romelu Lukaku.

At this time, Lukaku was not the happy boy he was later.

Faced with a one-on-one chance, he jammed Hute behind him very steadily, and fired a volley into the far corner of the goal!

"Huh!"

Schmeichel, who was too close, had no choice but to watch the football go into the net.

Goodison Park was in a state of flux, and Martinez on the sidelines jumped high, clenched his right fist and swung it into the sky.

"Good, bite them! Don't let up, we need more goals, a more solid defence! ”

He stood on the sidelines of the pitch in high spirits and reminded his players that he thought it would stabilize the team.

"Beep!"

But not long after, as Everton's mid-range Mori failed to block Mahrez and kicked him down in the box, the referee immediately sent a yellow spot.

"Huh!" Mahrez stood on the penalty spot this time and smashed the ball into the net without any suspense to equalise.

They Leicester City are not just playing the kind of tailwind ball before, they are also good at this kind of headwind.

Once upon a time, this was how they regained confidence and cohesion one by one.

"Ah......h

Everton manager Martinez threw his hands off with regret and walked around the sidelines, continuing to output his emotions.

His desire to perform today seems to be strong.

"Tighten up the defence, don't leave space in front of the centre-back and the midfielder for him to catch the ball, okay?!"

"Stones, be tough, don't let Vardy pass you!"

Soon, with another passionate on-the-spot command, halftime came, and the two sides returned to the locker room for a break.

At half-time, staff members kept passing by the doors of the Everton dressing room.

They could all hear Martinez's impassioned and impassioned speech inside, as if he were making some kind of declaration, and he was emotionally encouraging the players.

If this game is lost, they really can't imagine Martinez's form.

The second half was restarted.

Everton's tactical style is similar to Leicester City in some places, but there are too few explosive points up front and too little ability to create absolute chances.

Leicester is different, with Riyad Mahrez playing on the left flank, playing with you from time to time with a dip on his shoulders and a few steps.

That's really not something for the Everton defenders to parry, and it has caused panic on the left side.

Chen Yufeng on the right is clearly not a good stubble, and his goal highlights are flying on British social media every day, and these Everton players certainly know what he is capable of.

Today, it may be that Yu Wei, who scored three goals alone in the last game, is still there, and Everton has completely respected Chen Yufeng when defending him.

Their full-back Arunacone, who obviously didn't dare to press too high today, came over to target Chen Yufeng as soon as he had a chance to get the ball.

This defense is actually successful, and in terms of the current Chen Yufeng, the ability has not yet reached the point where it is easy to deal with multiple people chasing and intercepting.

The space has become smaller, the threat level will definitely be lower, and there will be fewer opportunities for him to have a flash of inspiration.

However, there are too many points at the heart of the current Leicester team.

Martinez has a strong focus on defending on the flanks, which has led to a significant difference in the number of people in the middle.

Sixty-second minute of the game.

Shinji Okaki, the Japanese striker, scored his fourth goal of the season with a kick into the corner of the goal after receiving Mahrez's cross!

Two to one!

Leicester City are leading again!

"Catching up with half of Yufengjun's Premier League goals, hahaha."

After the goal, Shinji Oka rushed towards Chen Yufeng and Riyad Mahrez, and the three celebrated together in the Leicester City Expedition fan area.

Martinez, who was on the sidelines, was obviously a little panicked and began to make substitutions one after another.

Mirallas, Lennon successively put on the battlefield, with the task of attacking.

Martinez's last fight did not show obvious results, and the two of them still felt a little unable to find the north after they came on the field.

Riyad Mahrez and Chen Yufeng were too pressing, which made the players in the midfield and the midfield tilt their weight towards the wings, while they also had to keep an eye on Jamie Vardy in the middle.

In this case, as their physical strength is consumed, their attack power gradually becomes weaker and weaker.

"Grab him, grab him!"

"Don't be afraid, believe that you can do it, you are fully capable of beating this team!"

"Lift your head, pick yourself up and charge towards the goal!"

Martinez hadn't given up yet, shouting passionately on the sidelines of the pitch while clapping incessantly.

He wanted to win so much.

"Bang!"

At this moment, Leicester City centre-back Hutter at the back suddenly sent a penetrating long ball towards Vardy.

Jamie Vardy cut in at high speed and the Everton Howard goalkeeper had no choice but to drop the ball and slash towards the bottom of the ball.

The ball soon formed a parabola and flew over Vardy's head towards the back.

"Vardy, get out of the way!"

A familiar voice rang out, and Vardy subconsciously shrank his neck and twisted his body to the side.

At this moment, he felt a strong wind blow beside him, and a football suddenly flew past him and burrowed into the net.

“Yeahhhhh……！”

The sound of the Leicester Expeditionary Force sounded at the scene, and Vardy turned his head to see Chen Yufeng just put away his sideways volley posture and rushed towards the side of the court.

"Genius, an older genius."

Vardy couldn't help but swallow his saliva and chased after Chen Yufeng, and the rest of his teammates immediately rushed up, everyone shouted, feeling this passion bursting from the inside out.

Only Martinez, who suddenly felt like he was stuck in the neck, his face instantly darkened, and he sat back in the coach's seat.

Looking at the Leicester City soldiers running recklessly on the field, and Ranieri next to him in a suit and straight.

He suddenly thought of the other teams, and the expression on his face changed several times, and finally complained viciously: "All have to die!" ”

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ps: Yang, seven more, forgive me, adjust the state of quality and quantity is getting better and better.

(End of chapter)