God of Restricted Areas

The Iberian Star Stadium ushered in its own opening match.

Accompanied by the team song, Zhang Chao also appeared on stage along with his teammates.

Seeing that the stadium here is full of spectators, everyone is a diehard of the team and shouted relentlessly.

The players on both sides had already greeted each other in the channel, but he didn't know who the opponent was, so he just nodded slightly.

Seeing his teammates went to the court to warm up, Zhang Fei could only walk back to the bench dejectedly.

Sitting together with a group of teammates who also had no chance to appear on the stage, they didn't talk to each other, and they didn't seem to be in a particularly beautiful mood.

Head coach Barbero walked over, and didn't expect to turn to their side, but sat in the head coach's position.

"I really don't know when I will be able to play again"

Hearing his exclamation, Gary, the right back next to him, comforted: "Don't think so much, it's a good thing that you can appear here. Do you know that there are still many people who haven't even made the substitute list."

The two laughed at the same time, feeling very emotional about their current situation.

Usually during training, they don't have too much contact with each other, they only stay together when they cooperate.

This is also a rare opportunity for them to interact and talk.

"Brother, how long have you been here? Why do I feel that you seem to be a particularly familiar player?"

"I have been here for a relatively short time. It is only the second season now. In fact, I have not played a few times."

Hearing this, Zhang Fei shrugged. He didn't know what to say, and he didn't want to stimulate his self-esteem.

However, Gary didn't seem to think there was any surprise. Instead, he said: "Actually, it's nothing. As long as you maintain a good attitude, you will definitely have a chance."

"I'm different from you. I'm getting the basic salary of a veteran. I'm already 34 years old this year. I came here just as a substitute. You can definitely sign me because I'm cheap."

"You must not learn from me, otherwise you will never have a bright future. This is the best advice I can give you as a person who has experienced it."

The comics naturally moved Zhang Fei very much. It was a blessing among misfortunes that he could not expect to be able to gain such a good teacher and helpful friend while on the bench.

"Thank you, Gary."

Gary just waved his hand and didn't say much, because since he came here, he also thinks that Zhang Fei is not bad, and he is quite polite to himself. He is a marginal figure in the team, and most people don't take him seriously.

Perhaps it was Zhang Fei's expression that reminded him of himself when he was young. He was the same back then, just a fledgling young man, full of anticipation and hope that he could go on the field to attack the city and contribute to the team.

But soon reality gave him a loud slap in the face, and then he learned what it means to wait.

After he was brought to the team, the most important task was to lead the new generation of players and let them know that patiently waiting for the opportunity to play is what they need to do now.

The game started soon, and many fans shouted, which made Zhang Fei feel very happy, because he also wanted to be the one who attracted the attention of all the people, and he also hoped to get the cheers of all the fans in the ring.

More importantly, he looked at many fans from his country who came to cheer for him, and seeing their disappointed expressions made him feel a little uncomfortable.

In any case, I have to find an opportunity to play as soon as possible, and let everyone see my true ability. Even speaking, I don't want to disappoint the fans who support me, and let their ticket money be wasted in vain.

And the only thing he can do now is to pay attention to the changes in the situation on the field, hoping to seize the only opportunity to send himself out, so that everyone can see his true ability.

The current situation is exactly as they expected. All Mallorca players are pressing forward, while their own players can only be forced to defend within the half court, without any chance to open the situation forward.

On the other hand, Barbero sat on the coach's bench with a relaxed expression. He had already anticipated the outcome of this battle, knowing that no matter how hard he tried and what tricks he used, he was no match for the opponent at all.

"How did you kick it? Do you know that your running direction is this side?"

CJ who didn't mention the pass just now seemed particularly impatient because he felt that Banderas made a mistake in his running position.

This led to not sending the ball that should be counterattacked to his feet in the first time.

The good old Banderas naturally has no temper. In order to maintain the unity of the team, he only waved to CJ to indicate that it was his fault, and then began to devote himself to the game.

On the other hand, cj, now his mouth is not clean, he has been nagging about something, and his teammates can only appease her temper, after all, he is now the biggest trump card in the team.

The game continued, and the whole scene was very ugly. The fans who originally supported their team also fell into silence. Some fans even started to show drowsiness, because this one-sided situation was too ugly.

In any case, at the very least, they have to play a decent offense. It's a little bit shameful to be huddled within half the court like this.

Boos came all over the sky, including Zhang Fei who was sitting on the bench, he felt blushing, as if he was humiliating himself. He has a particularly strong sense of honor, and he can't help but let people talk about himself.

He also understands that in fact, his teammates have worked hard enough and fought hard enough, otherwise he would not know how many goals he would have conceded now, and he was able to persist until 30 minutes without conceding a single goal, which is considered a success.

Under normal circumstances, if you switch to a team like Barcelona, ​​I am afraid that 4 goals have already been poured in by now.

I don't know who took the lead first, and soon some fans shouted loudly to end get out of class.

This kind of pressure naturally gave Barbero the motivation to move forward. He immediately stood up from the practice, stood on the sidelines dancing, and shouted for some reason.

It seems that the role of the fans is greater, no wonder people say that the 12th person on the field is the fans.

For these senior spectators, they can firmly grasp any changes on the field. Even watching the game from a high position makes them more important to the changes in the situation than the head coach.

Zhang Fei also noticed that something was wrong, because Barbero's current command was fundamentally wrong, because he had been emphasizing defensive counterattacks all the time. This was because the troops invested in the front field were too few.

How could only CJ break through the opponent's defense?And the opponent is not a fool, he also left two people in the defense to defend, just because he was afraid that he would take advantage of the loopholes.

For him who often plays live games, he is equivalent to being the head coach. He knows everything about the formation before the game, including changes in the situation, and some adjustments to substitutions.

Sure enough, now Barbero has been forced to start using the bus tactic, hoarding all the players in his own half, forming a domineering trend against the opposing players, which seems to have become a handball match.

Everyone kept stepping under the opponent's marking personnel, hoping to block their offense, and some players even used some small tricks, hoping to delay time.

Soon the busiest person on the field became the referee. He constantly warned the players on both sides to control their temper, and gave the most serious warning to the players who pulled the home.

The referee naturally knew why the game between the two sides was so ugly. The opponent's coach didn't want to lose points, so he chose such a tactic. This was a very depressing game. The referee naturally didn't want to have such a result, but he had no choice but to wait here for the end of the first half.

After all, this kind of dull situation made him do nothing. He could only watch the defenses of both sides become invisible. All kinds of offenses would not be defended in a large area and turned into invisible. It was as difficult as heaven to break through their defense.

Including the opponent's top star, Lucifer Garcia is even more so.

Several times of returning without success made him feel impatient, but as a professional player, he also knows how to deal with the opportunities provided, and they are tired of defense, which is also a great test for them in terms of physical fitness.

Even if they can persevere, they are afraid that they will completely collapse in the second half. He still understands it better, so he has been patient and has been secretly looking for opportunities, where the calf ghosts are generally harassing their defense.

Needless to say, Malaga's defense player Carrot is a very experienced old player and the captain of the entire team. He also knows what to do now, so he keeps calling on all the people around him to control their emotions immediately and don't be fooled by him.

What worries him the most is his right player, Terman.

He belongs to the kind of person who puts out the first aid. If his emotions are mobilized and an uncontrollable situation occurs, he will receive a red card. If there is one less person, the battle will not be able to continue. The opponent has already encircled him.

Zhang Fei and others have also discovered that the other party just wanted to mobilize Terman's emotions and make him get angry on purpose. Naturally, he was sweating in his heart. Even though neither of them looked down on each other, he also hoped that he could unite as one to win the final victory in the current game.

In other words, everyone hopes to get off to a good start.

Barbero also discovered the opponent's intentions, so he called Terman to let him control his emotions. However, no matter how he shouted in the crowded stadium, I am afraid that there is no chance to reach the opponent's ears now.

Fortunately, Carrot, Rotta is very experienced and has been helping Garcia to defend him, and he doesn't want him to challenge Terman on purpose.

In this way, amidst the ups and downs, the first half of the game ended without any risk. It was amazing that Malaga actually defended their goal and the score was still 0:0.

With all kinds of emotions, the players from both sides returned to the locker room. Now Zhang Fei naturally didn't say much. He just dripped water for his teammates and gave them towels. This was something he could do.

After each of their players took a shower, they put on clean uniforms again. During the intermission of the game, Barbero walked among the players, holding a tactical board, and shouted: "What the hell are you doing? Look at what you are playing?"

"Before the battle started, I have already told you what to do. Have you all forgotten? Was your psychological defense collapsed under the attack of the opponent?"

"There is almost no interception in the midfield, and the defense is worth mentioning. You are doing very well now, but the midfield is not good at all. It is almost like making the opponent walk on the ground. In this way, they can kill us in the hinterland very quickly."

"One hundred secrets must have one omission. At that time, the opponent will definitely break our goal. Do you want to concede the goal at home in the first game? Even if we can draw, we can accept it, but I absolutely cannot accept failure."

"I hope everyone can cheer up, for the dreams in our hearts, and I have already emphasized our goal this year, which is to break into the league, so I don't want anyone to hold me back. If I see someone who is still there in the second half of the game, I will definitely replace him, and I will not even use him again this season."

After the words fell, everyone applauded and cheered for each other. In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that his words were basically equivalent to saying nothing. The opponent's offensive was like a wave. On his side, he could only retreat and defend. Moreover, his tactics and his thoughts had already shown everything. He hoped to get a draw.

When Zhang Fei heard this, he naturally stood up and encouraged everyone. CJ looked very unhappy. In fact, he was full of grievances and wanted to speak out, but he knew that now was not the time.

After thinking about it, Zhang Fei felt that he should still join the team. He walked over to the right winger Roman and said, "Actually, I have an immature suggestion, that is, your speed is very fast. It's better to form a team with CJ and you can attack the opponent's midfield."

Just after saying this, Roman quickly told him to shut up, and then pulled her aside and said quietly: "Stinky boy, don't talk nonsense, you don't know that if the coach hears it, he will be very angry. What he hates most is when someone questions his tactical requirements."

"Actually, I quite understand what you said, but my current task focuses on defense, and there is no way to go to support, and if I go forward, there will be a gap on my side. Do you think the three of them can defend by relying on the field?"

He thought so, and what he said was true, but for Zhang Fei, he didn't want to see the team, and he didn't want everyone to be exhausted for defense, because he had already discovered that everyone's physical strength seemed to be seriously affected.

Even during the rest period, everyone was panting heavily, and one could imagine how much physical energy they consumed in the first half.

If this continues, I am afraid that before the end of the battle, everyone will not be able to carry out such a tight defense. At that time, if the opponent blows the overall horn of attack, it will become an exhibition match with goals.

Not only Zhang Fei knows this idea, but Barbero probably also knows it well, but he has no way to solve this problem. Now that the matter has evolved into this way, let him continue. What kind of ending will be obtained in the end is naturally unavoidable.

Soon the second half of the game continued, and Zhang Fei still sat on the bench and chatted happily with Gary next to him.

"Boy, why don't we make a bet, I'm sure the opponent will score 4 goals."

"Four? I don't think so, maybe in this case, we have to enter five."

Gary was a little surprised by what he said. He didn't expect Zhang Fei to see it so thoroughly, and he didn't think so highly of his team. This made him smile wryly and shook his head. He didn't say anything, he could only wait for the situation to happen.

As they expected, the opponent's first goal came soon, and the gas player who scored was indeed Garcia.

In the 56th minute of the game, the opponent took a corner kick. In the scuffle in front of the goal, Garcia relied on his tall figure to grab a point in front of the goal and the ball fell into the net in an instant.

The usual efforts fell apart at this moment. With this goal, everyone's mood fell to the bottom, knowing that it seemed that there was no need to continue to work hard.

When the spirit of a team is broken, then everyone is gone. There is no need to work hard. It seems that everyone's mood is very low. Everyone is walking to their position, but the heavy footsteps have betrayed their hearts.

And the fans didn't give the team too much support. Instead, they all booed, thinking that this is what they deserved. Who made their scene so ugly.

Zhang Fei also closed his mouth, with a painful expression on his face, because he knew that the defeat would be like a mountain, and the next situation would be even more difficult for him to accept.

While he was watching the game, Barbero suddenly indicated that he was going to make a substitution.

Is it my chance?Seeing the head coach pointing towards him, Zhang Fei immediately rekindled the flames of war.

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"Mike, you're ready to play."