Football: I coach Melo, the only man in history

"Liu Ruofan!"

"Congratulations, a total of 11 votes!"

Clap clap——With the announcement of the results, there was warm applause in the meeting room.

Liu Ruofan seemed a little unbelievable. After a while, he got up from his seat and kept bowing to the surrounding teammates, "Thank you, thank you for your support and trust in me."

"I will work hard."

Then, sit on the seat and take deep breaths to calm down the excitement in your heart.

Chen Feng clapped his palms and signaled everyone to be quiet, "Saravia, don't be too disappointed. Your performance in this game is also very good. This season is not over yet, and there are plenty of opportunities to play."

"Boss, I understand."

Saravia smiled wryly and said, "I did lose this competition."

"Although Liu and I both scored a goal, mine was a miss, while his goal was created by himself."

"In the second half, he was more active as well."

"It played a bigger role than me, and it should be the first start in the Champions League."

"No, no." Liu Ruofan stood up in fright when he heard this, and said modestly, "I'm relying on everyone's love. In terms of strength, you are stronger."

Seeing that the two of them were still arguing about this issue, Chen Feng hurriedly interrupted, "Okay, this matter has been settled, so there is no need to say more."

"There's nothing else to do now, let's go back and rest."

"it is good!"

Everyone laughed, got up from their seats, and left the meeting room, only Liu Ruofan was left alone.

"Boss, is there anything else?"

"I just want to chat with you a few more words."

"You say."

Chen Feng pulled a chair and sat down beside him, "For the game against Barcelona, ​​don't put too much pressure on it, just play according to the usual league, you know?"

Liu Ruofan nodded with a smile.

"Also, in this system, I will switch positions between you and Mbappe, that is to say, you will play the center forward position, which can reduce your return balls and reduce some of your mistakes."

"As for you, as a striker, your main purpose is to run more in the penalty area to attract the attention of the defenders."

"Contribute to teammates"

Chen Feng patiently explained the responsibilities and tasks of the center forward in the system.

Liu Ruofan listened very carefully and asked some questions about his doubts from time to time.

Time passed slowly until more than half an hour later.

Bagal hurried over.

"Boss, something went wrong!"

Chen Feng looked at this teaching assistant who had followed him for a long time and rarely made a gaffe, but was sweating profusely at this moment, and his expression instantly became serious.

"What happened?"

"You can come and see with me."

"it is good."

Chen Feng nodded, took a deep breath, and followed behind Bagal.

Liu Ruofan followed closely behind.

Looking at the familiar road in front of him, Chen Feng had a bad feeling in his heart, isn't this the way to the training ground?Could it be?
"Team doctor!"

"The team doctor is here, make way!"

On the training ground, the club's team doctor hurriedly ran from a distance, and under the guidance of Marquinhos, Neymar, who was sitting on the ground with a painful face, helped him up.

Just as the group was about to walk towards the medical room in the base, Chen Feng rushed over with a dignified expression.

Before I had time to ask more questions, I followed behind the big troops.

After arriving in the medical room, everyone waited outside, while Neymar was helped inside to check the situation.

"Who can tell me?"

"what on earth is it?"

Chen Feng tried his best to suppress the anxiety and anger in his heart, and asked questions.

Bagal and the others were silent, and finally the captain broke the silence, "Boss, when we were doing extra training, Neymar suddenly had a problem with his thigh muscles, and then"

"Bullshit!"

With a bang, the anger, anxiety, and anxiety in Chen Feng's heart rushed out like flames erupting.

"Who asked you to practice more, didn't you tell you to go back and rest?"

"The usual amount of training is already a lot. If you do extra training without permission, your muscles will be strained, which will lead to a series of situations, do you know?"

"We know, but the next game." Marquinhos looked ashamed, and he was the one who brought up the extra training.

"Do you know how to do it?"

"Are you just not paying attention to me as the head coach?"

"Now, get the hell out and go back to rest. If you don't obey, you don't have to play in the next game. Get out!"

Marquinhos, Mbappé and the others wanted to say more, but Bagal hurriedly pulled everyone away, leaving only Chen Feng sitting on the bench outside the door, secretly sad.

In the locker room, the players entered one after another after taking a shower, preparing to change and leave.

"Hey, we don't want to be injured, and we don't know what happened to the boss today, so he didn't listen to our explanation, so he was sent away!"

"Heh, it's like taking gunpowder like Te Niang's, she has a terrible temper!"

"Forget it, it's because we thought too much, thinking that training so hard and improving our state will still get his praise."

"Extra training? There will be no next time!"

"Unless he begs me"

As a star, who hasn't lost his temper and self-esteem?Chen Feng's yelling and cursing just now made many people secretly resentful, and now they are talking about it.

Whispering voices spread around the locker room, and Chen Long and Liu Ruofan, who heard these words in their ears, wanted to defend themselves.

But before he could speak, Bagal walked in.

The first thing he said when he walked in was, "Don't take what the boss just said to heart, he is also thinking about your health."

"Injuries are as fierce as tigers. I don't know how many geniuses in the world are ruined by injuries!"

"The thing he fears the most is that you get hurt."

After this sentence was finished, Bagal did not wait for the player who was still a little angry in his heart to speak, and said the second sentence, "Besides, the next game is very important, very important!"

"If we don't beat Barcelona to the Champions League quarter-finals, the boss will be sacked by the club."

- Swish!

Suddenly, everyone stopped discussing, and various expressions appeared on their faces, such as shock, indifference, anger, understanding, or worry.
Got it, got it all!
Originally, the combat effectiveness of Paris without Messi dropped sharply, and now, Neymar may not be able to play.

It's hard to accept this matter on anyone.

Thinking of this, many players who usually have a good relationship with the coach feel a little uncomfortable.

Are you sure about the next game against Barcelona?

Have!
How much?

God knows!