Football: I coach Melo, the only man in history

"foul!"

"It's a foul, huh? People!"

In the penalty area, Mbappé and Neymar looked at the referee who was walking away, expressing their incomprehension.

The latter trotted over, concerned about Messi's situation.

After the Lyon generals found that the referee did not blow the whistle, they organized the offense with peace of mind.

It's just that Nasser and the Parisian fans in the stands are not happy about it. They have all been knocked down, and they didn't express anything?So, boos everywhere!
"Asshole, what referee is this?"

"This is a foul for the Lyon players, don't you blow the whistle?"

"No, I'm not Sister Li!"

"Hei Shao, get off, boo boo boo!!!"

At the same time, Chen Feng couldn't help standing up, his lips squirmed, and his arms waved in protest.

Beep!

Lyon's attack was disrupted and the ball went out of the touchline.

At this moment, the referee finally had time to take care of the mess on the field. He first called Du Bois to his side, conducted serious criticism and education, and then there was nothing else.

No cards were drawn, just verbal warnings.

Then, I cared about Messi, and after confirming that there was no major problem, the game continued.

"What the hell?"

"That's it? Just a verbal warning?"

Chen Feng was stunned, he kept complaining to the fourth official on the sidelines about the unfairness of the penalty!

Swish!
Soon, the impatient referee pulled out a topaz card!
Hmm. To the coach of Paris Saint-Germain, Chen Feng!

I go
Although the penalty caused an uproar, the game had to continue. Chen Feng had no choice but to return to the bench waving his hands in dissatisfaction.

Bagal and others hurried over and offered comfort.

Nasser in the stands was also speechless, and made a very puzzled shrug to the camera.

But what he didn't notice was that Leonardo beside him covered his mouth and chuckled, and this action happened to be captured by the camera.

The line of sight temporarily returned to the court.

Lyon's possession of the ball was taken from the sideline, and Dai Weijun took the initiative to lean over to get the ball.

Just when Gaye was about to come up to snatch, Dai Weijun's [Attack Master] skill was activated, and several clear passing lines appeared in his eyes.

Without hesitation, he chose the easiest passing route.

boom!
The ball passed through Gueye's crotch and came to Depay's feet.

Depay began to exert his strength, and his strong physical confrontation ability allowed him to enter the vicinity of the penalty area despite Pereira's harassment!
Right foot swing, swing out!
The ball rushed out, like a long arrow, and went straight to the goal!

Navas didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly made a save.

However, there seems to be something wrong with the direction of the ball's attack and it seems to miss the goal. It seems to be out of the way! ! !
"and many more!"

Director Zhan stared at the changes in the penalty area at this moment, and exclaimed: "Who is that? It's Moussa Dembele. He rushed out from the side, raised his foot, and shot!"

"The ball went in!!!"

Director Zhang also excitedly said: "This Moussa Dembele's position is really good, hey! Look, he just shot Depay's foot in, not bad, not bad."

At the scene, the Lyon fans were far more excited than the two guides.

A lot of waves were surging up and down in the stands.

[Lyon! 】

The shouts also covered the entire stadium.

Nasser's face turned ugly for a while, and Leonardo took the opportunity to cover his mouth and start nagging in the chairman's ear.

Being dominated by anti-customers, Chen Feng couldn't sit still, he came to the sidelines, made gestures, and directed the attack.

However, soon, Paris suffered another heavy blow!

In the 29th minute of the game, Aouar passed two people in the middle, and Pereira and Gaye couldn't even stop his breakthrough!
Give me the ball again!
At the foot of Traunay, the Lyon general stepped on sonorous and powerful steps, and played against Micro Motion.

Chen Long and the other three chased after them.

Traune didn't get too entangled, seeing that there was no hope of breaking through, he decisively walked the bottom line and made a pass from the bottom!
boom!
In the penalty area, Moussa Dembele, who got the ball for the first time, was about to hit the goal, but was blocked by Marquinhos. He reacted quickly and turned the shot into a pass in time.

A spiritual knock on the heel.

Depay plugs in and volleys violently!
——歘!

Navas lay on the goal line, thumping the turf angrily.

Many Paris players looked up at the sky, full of helplessness.

Roar!
Depay, who scored for the third consecutive game, rushed to the sidelines very excitedly, sliding and kneeling to celebrate.

Depay, who was surrounded by cheers from the fans, felt that he was back. Everything was back!
Two goals behind, the Paris fans fell into a low pressure. Facing the provocation of the Lyon fans, they wanted to fight back, but they didn't know what to do.

The Paris players are obviously out of shape.

Nasser's complexion is getting worse and worse.

Since then, the Paris players, encouraged by the cavalry, gritted their teeth and fought hard.

However, Lyon, who had already achieved a two-goal lead, did not panic at all. Under full defense, it was difficult for Paris to operate the ball into the penalty area.

The few long-range shots were also blocked by the defensive players with their bodies.

Half time passed.

The Paris players had to return to the locker room with a score of 0:2.

In the locker room, there were already people waiting for them.

Not Chen Feng, but Nasser and Leonardo.

The chairman, who rarely appeared in the locker room, did not blame the players for their incompetence, but came to the head coach.

Gently patted him on the shoulder, like a warning, but also like a reproach, "Feng, it's hard for me to come to a game, so why don't you show me this? Cherish it!"

Sighing lightly, he took Leonardo and walked away.

"Boss!"

After the horse team and the others walked away, they looked at their head coach with a little worry.

Chen Feng smiled slightly, waved his hands and said: "I'm fine, I don't have much time, I'll pick up some important things to say, you all listen carefully."

"There is no big problem with the tactics, but your time to enter the state is too slow, and your performance is a bit substandard."

"Remember, from the Cavaliers, to Chen Long, to Neymar, Messi!"

"This Y-shaped line is the most important line in our formation. Your lines must be connected in series. When you are connected, it means that the attack will start."

"It's still the same, the three of you on the front line are waiting for opportunities, the midfielder Chen Long has the final say, and the defense cavalry is in charge of you!"

"I analyzed the playing habits of Depay and these guys with Mr. Li. They like it."

Ten minutes later, the brief meeting ended. Chen Feng looked at the absent-minded players, and finally said, "I know you may have heard a lot of rumors about my leaving recently!"

"But, I just want to tell you one thing, everything depends on strength!"

"Whether it's coaching or playing football, it's the same!"

"I'm strong enough, the club can't keep me in time, so how can they fire me?"