Football: I coach Melo, the only man in history

Hospital, ward.

Chen Feng knocked on the door and walked in with Bagal.

Looking at Gao Zhunyi who was in a deep sleep, he didn't disturb him, and instead said apologetically to Gao's father and Gao's mother, "Uncle, aunt, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of him."

"Hey! How can this be your fault?"

"That's right, football is inherently full of many unknowns and dangers."

"At the beginning, when Zhun Yi embarked on this road, we were all prepared. At least he has only a slight ankle injury now. The doctor said that he will be able to recover in about a month."

"This is already a blessing in misfortune."

"Xiao Chen, Zhun Yi often tells us that you take good care of him."

"He also said that if it weren't for you, he would never have had the opportunity to play football abroad. It was you who helped him realize his dream. He is very grateful to you, and we are also very grateful to you."

"It's just that you are too busy and don't have time, otherwise I will treat you to a good meal."

Both of them are reasonable people, how could they not understand the cause and effect of this, talked to Chen Feng a lot, and then let them go.

When there were only three members of their family left in the ward, apart from distressed faces on the vicissitudes of their parents' faces, it was the joy of "survival after disaster".

After leaving the ward, Bagal frowns.

He sighed and said, "Oh, what will happen to the Champions League in a few days after the loss of a general!"

Chen Feng frowned, "What can I do? Let's go to Angel, I can only let him play as a full-back."

"What about the game against Lyon in a few days' time?"

"I haven't figured it out yet, let's talk about it!"

Immediately, both of them fell into silence, hoping that there would be no more injuries in the future.

On the evening of March 3, the eve of the battle against Lyon.

Chen Feng and others have already arrived in the city of Lyon, checked into the hotel where they stayed early, and recharged their batteries.

Suddenly, Nasser made a video call.

Chen Feng picked it up and found that there was another person in the video, Leonardo!
Obviously, this is a three-person meeting.

In the video, Nasser's picture is slightly blurred, surrounded by birds and birds, laughing, and the sound of waves is constant, but this does not disturb him in the slightest to talk about business.

"Feng, didn't I bother you so late?"

"Have!"

Chen Feng nodded expressionlessly, while Nasser in the video didn't expect to get such an answer, so he couldn't help being stunned.

Leonardo smiled and played 'round the field', "Haha, Mr. Chairman, our head coach has a lot to do every day, and the pressure is very high during this period, so let's make a long story short."

"Row."

As the chairman, Nasser, who quickly adjusted his mood, spoke with some face-saving skills.

And the moment he opened his mouth, Chen Feng's complexion darkened.

Sure enough, it was just as he had guessed!

That's why he felt disturbed. When will the head coach not be able to make a decision on the starting lineup?

Soon, Nasser finished speaking, and finally said, "Feng, remember, this matter is very meaningful to the club and can greatly expand the influence of the club. Do you understand?"

The video hung up, and the last word was almost lost.

Chen Feng glanced at the picture on Nasser's side for the last time... Well, the waves are rough.

There were only two people left in the meeting. Leonardo didn't speak, but with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he was scrutinizing the expression of the other person.

Snapped!
I have nothing to say.

Chen Feng hung up directly and threw the phone aside.

Came to the window sill, took out a good cigarette case from the table, wanted to take out a cigarette and light it, hesitated for a moment, but put it down.

Staring at the long starry sky outside the window, after a long time, I made a decision!
He took out two pieces of paper, on which were two sets of starting lineups, one for all main players and one for rotation.

The paper is also a little different, one is full of wrinkles, and the other is brand new.

Chen Feng decisively crumpled up the brand new paper, threw it into the trash can, and placed another wrinkled paper with a lot of writing on it, which was painted and scratched, in front of him.

lost in thought.

"Welcome everyone to watch today's Ligue [-], the focus of the battle, Lyon is playing at home against Paris!"

"Everyone knows that in a few days, Paris and Lyon will go to the Champions League to start the matchup in the round of [-]. Paris' opponent is Barcelona, ​​and Lyon's opponent is Manchester City."

"There is no need to say more about the latter. Everyone must be aware of Blue Moon's strength, and they must have expected the result."

"Let's mainly talk about the former."

"These two teams are really old enemies. If you want to talk about the love and hatred between them, you can't finish it for three days and three nights."

"Hey, I got off topic!" Director Zhang was beside him, and couldn't help but interrupted: "It's okay to explain love and hatred in the Champions League, don't worry."

"Haha, you're right, I ran away."

Director Zhan smiled and said: "Then let me talk about the importance of this game. The important thing in this game is how the coaches of both sides arrange their troops!"

"Hey, what do you say?" Director Zhang cheered online.

"It's like this, the Champions League game in Paris is first, that is, three days later, but the Champions League game in Lyon is five days later."

"This means that in this game, Lyon can play with all the main force."

"Because they have about four days of rest, they are able to get the players back into shape before the Champions League."

"But as far as Paris is concerned, if they play with all their main players in this game, the players may not be able to return to their best form in the Champions League."

"If the substitute lineup is replaced, it is very likely to lose this game, and the winning streak will be broken!"

"Chen Feng, I'm in a dilemma!"

The words directed by Zhan also made many fans suddenly realize.

Director Zhang frowned, "I heard that Paris intends to be the main force, because this 31-game winning streak is really rare, and they don't want to break this record."

"If this is the case, the Champions League may not be safe."

"Hey, let's watch the game again. The coaches of the two sides have already started to shake hands, and the players are about to step on the field. What is Paris's plan? I won't know in a while?"

In a luxurious manor somewhere in Paris.

Sitting on the sofa, Nasser held a bottle of red wine in his left hand, and a blond girl in his right hand.

Behind him, there are two beauties pinching their shoulders, feeding fruit and snacks.

What a pleasant life.

Directly in front of him is a super-screen TV, which shows the live broadcast of the match between Paris and Lyon.

As the chairman of Paris, even if you don't have people, you can still get your heart!

Paris Training Base, Director's Office.

Leonardo leaned on the chair, while listening to the live French commentary, he kept rubbing the coffee cup in his hand.

He is waiting, waiting for the Paris starter to come out!

He is waiting, waiting for Chen Feng to make a mistake by himself!