Football: I coach Melo, the only man in history

The perfect ball appeared!

An incredible scene appeared on the court again. Coutinho used his own cloud-piercing arrow to equalize the score!
Behind the frantic celebration of Barcelona fans is the shock of many Paris fans and the annoyance of high-level figures in Paris. Time is running out, will there be a miracle?

After a short celebration, there were only 50 seconds left.

The Paris players started a large-scale run on the field, just to fight for the last chance.

On the sidelines, the dignified Chen Feng looked at the skill card in his hand and fell into a tangle.

There is not enough time.
boom!
Just when he was in a daze, the situation on the court changed suddenly. Because Chen Long was too anxious, he made a mistake when passing the ball, and the ball was cut off, and it was directly given to Dembele on the left.

With 25 seconds left in the clock, it turned into Paris' attack.

"Oh, what is this Chen Long doing?"

"Why didn't you pass it on earlier? Isn't this directly ruining hope?"

"The people of the Dragon Country can abuse food normally, but they can't do it when it comes to the competition, what a fucking waste!"

"Why is this kind of guy still on the court? Get out of here!"

"Shhhhhh!"

The hope of the lore was shattered, and the Paris fans were immediately annoyed. For a while, there were boos everywhere, full of dissatisfied voices.

At this moment, Chen Long's face was pale, and he didn't dare to respond too much. He just broke out at an extraordinary speed and rushed towards his own half, before Dembele broke into the penalty area.

Slide the shovel over!

Intercepted Barcelona's attack!

Dembele also fell to the ground, and Chen Long got the second yellow card of the game.

With the last 5 seconds left, there was only one last attack left in the audience.

That was the free kick that Dembele just made. Whether the goal is scored or not, the game will be over.

In front of the ball, Coutinho and Griezmann were discussing quietly.

The human wall in Paris is constantly improving under the command of Navas.

The more interesting scene is that Neymar, Mbappe, Messi, and the trident in the front court are also in the crowd. Among them, Messi is lying on the ground with his back to everyone.

Before the ball was kicked out, Neymar stood still and looked back: "You will shrink your head later, be careful, don't get hit."

"clear."

Messi glanced up and nodded slowly.

Beep!

The whistle fell, and Coutinho and Griezmann started running at the same time. Under the attention of everyone, the latter slammed his right foot on the ball!

With a spin, the ball bypassed the high jumping wall and went straight to the lower right corner of the goal.

But Griezmann's long-range shot, which was competing for this opportunity to take the penalty, was a bit worse after all. The ball slid past the goal and missed!
When the ball landed in the stands, the referee officially blew the whistle to end the game.

In this UEFA Champions League knockout round, Paris drew 2:2 with the invading enemy Barcelona at home. As for who will advance to the quarter-finals of the UEFA Champions League, they have to wait for the second round.

"Chen Shuai, Paris is really strong!"

"Hahaha, be humble, you Barcelona are the real strong team!"

"Where are you, you guys have MMN!"

"That can't compare to your Ter Stegen. Fortunately, he turned the tide and rescued it many times!"

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When Chen Feng and Koman shook hands, they seemed to be praising each other, but in fact they were belittling. Koman's words were full of pride. The translation is, so what if you have MMN?You still can't beat me?
Chen Feng's mastery of yin and yang is not low.

He replied directly, and the translation was: Come on, if you hadn't had a goalkeeper who played super well, I would have been beaten into a sieve by me!
The coaches are fighting openly and secretly.

Not to mention peaceful coexistence between players, of course there are exceptions.

On and off the field, Messi, who is very low-key and easy-going; Neymar, who has a kaleidoscope of communication, a hearty personality, and a social bully, these two people can still laugh and chat with their old teammates.

In the stands, Yu Qiu and others left after the match. The result of this match was not satisfactory.

They were going to go home, cook a big meal, and wait for Chen Feng and the others to come back.

Beckham was invited by Nasser and others to visit the Paris base and discuss cooperation matters by the way.

It's getting late, and the review meeting has been postponed until tomorrow.

After taking a hasty shower, Chen Feng and Chen Long hurried back home.

"Xiaofeng, Xiaolong, you're back."

"Go wash your hands and get ready to eat!"

Chen's mother greeted the two brothers while arranging the dishes on the table in the restaurant.

Chen Feng rolled up his cuffs, looked at the delicious food on the table, and said with a smile: "What day is today, cooking so many delicious food?"

"It's not a special day. Today, seeing you have worked hard all day, we just wanted to cook you something delicious to reward you." Yu Qiu came out of the kitchen with a plate of mapo tofu and explained with a smile.

Soon, Chen Feng and the two brothers sat on chairs after washing their hands, and Lu Shuang also came to the restaurant with the last dish.

Six dishes and one soup, three women and two men.

Let's go!
While feasting, the laughter on the table never stopped.

However, Lu Shuang noticed that Chen Long's mood was not high, and several times, there was a hint of forced laughter.

After eating, everyone left separately.

However, Chen Long's eyes were dull, and he sank into the sofa. Sadness, depression, and unwillingness spread quietly in the living room.

In the study room on the second floor, Yu Qiu walked in with a plate of fruit.

"Xiaolong's mood is a bit wrong."

"Aren't you going to comfort me?"

"Why do I need to comfort you?" Chen Feng stared at the video on the computer screen, and said with a smile, "Someone has already gone, so you should focus on me."

"Hey, I failed to win against Barcelona at home today, and Nasser will definitely embarrass me tomorrow!"

"Barcelona is already very strong. This result is not surprising. You just tell him the truth."

"He doesn't care about that!"

"Then what can he do? Let you dismiss get out of class directly?"

"That will definitely not work."

"Then it's over, what are you worried about?"

At this time, there was a beautiful figure on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, and she slowly sat beside Chen Long, her words were rarely mixed with concern and warmth.

"Don't blame yourself. No matter how great the players are, they are all in bad form. When they make mistakes, no one is perfect."

"I understand the truth, but."

Chen Long spoke halfway, and couldn't continue.

In this game, he did make a lot of mistakes. He conceded the ball several times and almost caused a fatal mistake. The abuse and boos from the fans made him a little heartbroken and speechless.

His eyes wandered, and finally landed on the mobile phone on the coffee table.

Lu Shuang frowned, took the phone in his hand, opened it, and was stunned!