Football: I coach Melo, the only man in history

Chapter 235 Large-Scale Conflict, Explosive Goal

Beep!

The referee blew the whistle to stop the game in time, and called Durst, who was immature and puzzled, to his side to criticize. It was his fierce shovel that brought Mbappe down.

After educating for a while, the referee took out a yellow card for warning.

This scene caused great dissatisfaction among the other players in the Paris team, led by Chen Long, who rushed to the referee angrily to argue.

"This ball is only given a yellow card?"

"Injured everyone with a shovel, and brought them down directly from behind. This deserves a red card!"

"Yes, it must be a red card!"

The referee upheld the original verdict and did not change it.

Marquinhos was afraid that Chen Long and others' excessive behavior would cause other troubles, so he took Kim Pembe to persuade them to fight, but Busquets rushed over with them.

The two groups collided, and the conflict broke out in an instant.

Barcelona thinks: The yellow card is enough. This is a small player, and it is inevitable that he will be a little unsure of his feet. What else do you want?
But Paris thinks: You have injured everyone with shovels, and you still want to just get a yellow card?It's not fair, who knows if you put the shovel on purpose?

On this side, the conflict is still going on, on the other side, a stretcher has entered the stadium, Mbappe was unable to continue the game due to injury, so he had to cry on the field and was carried down.

When the stretcher came to the player tunnel, Chen Feng walked up quickly and comforted him softly.

At the same time, a fierce light bloomed in his eyes.

Soon, the conflict on the field was calmed down by the referee, and the price of calming down was that both sides received two yellow cards.

Barcelona, ​​Busquets, Pique are yellow; Paris, Marquinhos, Chen Long are yellow.

Just when the Paris substitute, Icardi, replaced the injured Mbappé and ran into the field, Koeman also used up a substitution.

Firpo comes on and replaces Durst!
When Durst was about to walk to the bench on the sidelines, Koeman walked over, gave him a big hug, and showed a sly smile of success.

The game continued, and Paris once again lost a general.

Fortunately, Mbappe's injury won Paris a free kick in the front court. In the absence of Messi and Neymar, Chen Long stood in front of the ball without hesitation.

With firm eyes, Chen Long stared at the goal, repeating the movement of taking deep breaths.

Wait until the referee's whistle falls, run up, and shoot!

The ball flew high, crossed the jumping wall, drifted in the air, and smashed into the upper left corner with a strange arc!

GOAL! ! !

[Heavy bombardment] Show off your power, Chen's arc shines in the Champions League!

The fans in Paris went crazy, the big dark blue flag fell into the red and blue ocean, standing tall and fluttering with the wind!

After scoring the goal, Chen Long roared, pouring out all the anger that had accumulated in his heart for a long time. He came to the camera and made a pen refill.

At the same time, he dedicated this goal to Mbappé who regretted his injury!

Seriously, he can pass and shoot Chinese dragons, a loving and righteous little Chen Feng!
Why Xiao Chen Feng?Because he can always stand up for the team when the team is most in danger and needs help, just like the head coach Chen Feng!

With this goal, the first half time has come to the 41st minute.

In the remaining minutes, the ball was firmly controlled by Barcelona.

Their offense was like a wave, with one level higher than the other, and the momentum was higher than the wave.

Fortunately, Chen Long scored a goal to stabilize the morale of the army. Everyone was calm and united to defuse Barcelona's fierce offensive many times.

After halftime, the score was fixed.

Paris dressing room.

Chen Feng walked in slowly with a tired face.

He looked at the dignified crowd and said with a smile: "Don't worry too much, Mbappe's bleeding has stopped, and the team doctor is always by his side."

"That's good."

Hearing this, everyone let out a sigh of relief.

But soon, they were worried.

Captain Marquinhos asked: "Boss, how should we play in the second half?"

good question!
Chen Feng was also confused. When he coached Paris, he never thought that MMN would be absent.

That Durst contributed a lot to causing this situation.

According to his observation, Coman's old fox should have done it on purpose. It has to be said that this "forced injury" caused him great trouble.

After thinking for a while, Chen Feng regained his composure, "First of all, we have to stabilize ourselves. Didn't you and Xiaolong each get a yellow card? In the second half, they will probably target you!"

"You all must stabilize your mentality and don't be impulsive. Once any of you are sent off by Zhihong, then the game will be over, understand?"

"Understood!" The two nodded heavily.

Afterwards, Chen Feng made up his mind and said, "As for how to play the next game, I want to take a gamble, will you follow?"

"Of course!" The horse team was the first to say, "Boss, just tell us if you have any plans. We want to win this game and we want you to stay!"

"Am I right?"

"Yes!" Verratti and the others nodded one after another. They were already used to Chen Feng's coaching style and training methods, and they really didn't want to adjust to the new coach unless they had to.

Paris has frequent coaching changes (annoying), and their running-in is quite tiring.

"Okay, that's it for the second half"

And so, so and so, 10 minutes was all given to Chen Feng to arrange new tactics.

When everyone has almost accepted it, it's time to play.

In the second half, players from both sides returned again.

This time, it was Paris who had possession of the ball. The ball passed through the backcourt several times and finally landed at Verratti's feet.

The core midfielder in Paris, without hesitation, directly gave the ball to Chen Long.

Then, he started running without the ball.

Chen Long dominated the possession of the ball, cooperated with Gaye and Di Maria, who surrounded him, passed the Paris midfield trio, and advanced towards the penalty area.

At this time, Verratti was unmarked, and Chen Long knew that the time had come, so he prepared to send a long pass and sound the horn of attack.

Suddenly, Alba popped out from the side, and shoveled him down viciously!
Fortunately, Chen Long noticed this in time through the corner of his eye, and he was protected in advance, so he was not injured, but there was a shoe sole mark on his calf.

Still some pain!
Alba paid for his foul and received a yellow card.

Chen Long kept the coach's words in his heart, suppressed the anger in his heart, and did not argue with Alba.

Just as Chen Feng guessed, the Barcelona player's foul was intentional, just to provoke him, and then let him get another yellow card and get off the court in despair.

"Ah!"

"I'm not that gullible!"

Chen Long sneered, and quickly took a free kick, which fell into the penalty area.

Liu Ruofan got the ball.

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