Football: I coach Melo, the only man in history

"I'm Zhuo! Did the ball actually go in?"

"OMG! I never expected that the weak physique of the young player from Longguo would actually carry the Lyon defender and head the ball into it?"

"Strong! One Chen Long, one Micro Motion, and one Liu Ruofan!"

"Three people from Longguo created three goals and helped the team reverse the score. The script dare not write like that!"

"Beautiful—"

In the stands, the fans exploded. In the last 2 minutes, Paris actually scored a header. This is a lore goal!

However, the one who scored the goal was the Longguo player whom they had always looked down upon. Shock, joy, disbelief and other emotions were mixed in their hearts.

Chen Feng looked at the Paris players galloping on the field, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The S-level skill he just used is Kongba!

This is also the last Airmaster in his hand!
A skill card, in exchange for a precious promotion quota, worth it!

At that moment, Liu Ruofan's super jumping ability and air dominance ability reminded many people of the world-famous King of Heading, God K!
Back on the court, only 1 minute left.

In this short period of time, Lyon managed to form a clever attack, but it was a pity that it was destroyed by the Paris players before the midfield.

The referee's whistle sounded.

Paris allowed two to chase three and successfully reached the next round of the League Cup!
Lyon swallowed the bitter fruit with regret, many players sat on the ground and refused to get up for a long time.

Dai Weijun is one of them. Obviously everyone has worked so hard, obviously they have already led by two goals, and they are only one point short of the last point, but why did they lose?
Dai Weijun really couldn't figure it out!
The eye sockets gradually became rosy, and tears welled up.

Moussa Dembele and Depay also hugged and comforted each other. Of course, they didn't cry. One is because old players have seen this kind of scene too many times. The other is that crying can't solve any problems.

Fortunately, the carnival celebrations of the Paris players came to an end soon, and the cavalry and others stepped forward one after another, comforting the Lyon players softly.

Chen Feng also greeted Garcia with a hug.

On the court, the appearance of all living beings is fully displayed.

Still the same sentence: the joys and sorrows of human beings are not interlinked, and the joy of one often sets off the sorrow of the other.

There is no strong man to win on the football field, only the winner wins!

After the game, the dressing room in Paris.

Nasser with a flushed face and Leonardo with a forced smile appeared.

The chairman who was threatening not long ago was patting Chen Feng on the shoulder and praised: "Feng, you have done a good job. The team is getting better and better under your leadership. Bring back the trophy!"

"If it can be done, we will immediately extend your contract and give you a substantial salary increase."

"I'll try my best!" Chen Feng responded calmly.

"Good good!"

After encouraging the head coach, Nasser shook hands with the players one by one and said some words of encouragement.

In the end, he pulled Chen Feng away.

But don't forget, he came this time not only to watch the game, but also to deal with conflicts.

In a luxurious private room.

Nasser, Leonardo, and Chen Feng gathered together.

Looking at the dazzling array of dishes, Nasser greeted: "Don't be stunned, eat the vegetables!"

"Ah."

The two responded shallowly, neither of them were very interested, and the atmosphere fell into embarrassment.

Nasser tried his best to maintain a smile, put down the tableware, and shook the red wine in the glass, "Why? Isn't it just a disagreement on the transfer, and you don't plan to work in the club?"

"No." Chen Feng's voice was calm.

"Of course not!" Leonardo hurriedly argued, "Mr. Chairman, listen to me."

boom!Suddenly, Nasser slapped the table with his left hand hard, and Leonardo hurriedly shut up.

"I know everything about you."

"But one of you is the sports director of the club, and the other is the head coach of the team. Do you plan to never say hello in the future? Don't you work together?"

"Isn't it just that there is a disagreement on the transfer matter? If there is a problem, shouldn't it be enough to resolve it?"

"Can you solve the problem like you?"

The two were silent, and Nasser could only say softly, "Feng, actually, it's not all Leonardo's fault for this matter. I've seen your transfer plan, and some of them are really impossible."

"I understand." Chen Feng took a deep breath.

At this time, there was a message on the phone, and I glanced at it for a while, feeling ashamed, this club in Paris, it's hard to say!

Nasser didn't notice this detail, and turned to Leonardo sternly: "Look, Feng can understand you, but what about you? What did you do?"

"If you think there is something wrong with the other party's quotation, just go talk about it, right?"

"We can't talk about it, let's think of a way, don't deny it completely, understand?"

"Understood." Under pressure, Leonardo took a deep breath and said, "I'm going to talk to Arsenal about Saliba's loan, and find a way to negotiate the loan fee! Other players, I’ll go back and have a look again, and then I’ll discuss it myself and try to sign it.”

"That's right, come on, cheers?"

Nasser took the lead, Chen Feng and Leonardo temporarily put aside their grudges, clinked their wine glasses together, and laughed away their grievances.

Is it really possible to lose all grievances? Nope, Chen Feng was already extremely disappointed in his heart.

After drinking, he got up straight and said, "Chairman, I have to leave first."

Nasser froze for a moment, then nodded without stopping.

Anyway, problem solved.

However, before leaving, Chen Feng said, "There is no need to follow up on Saliba's matter, Nice has already made an official announcement, joining on loan!"

In the private room, there was no sound.

Nasser gradually put away the joy on his face, and looked at the sports director who was standing still.

Not happy but not sad, he said: "As the head coach, Feng has already shown his due performance. As the sports director, don't hold back. Xia Chuang's introduction of Messi is indeed a great credit, but if people don't improve, they will fail." eliminated."

"On my desk, there are already several candidates for the sports director. I cherish this position."

"By the way, remember to pay for the meal."

He got up and left the room, leaving only Leonardo with an unsteady expression.

On the street, Chen Feng walked slowly.

In my heart, I have already made the worst plan: I am afraid that there will be nothing in this winter window!

Alas, look at the efficiency of other people's work.

You are still eating, and people have already taken care of things, Leonardo, what are you thinking?
Just bring in a Saliba.

Is it really hard?
I really hope that there will be no wave of injuries, but will everything really come true?
Still give time to witness.