Football: I coach Melo, the only man in history

Chapter 245 Meet Montpellier again, Saravia is absolutely equal

Sure enough, Montpellier, who sent all the main players, was completely different from the French Cup.

With the advantage of the home court, in the first 10 minutes, it actually formed a suppressing trend against Paris, but this suppression was quickly broken.

This is thanks to Corell's precise steals in the backcourt.

Directly cut off Montpellier's offense.

With a big kick, it was given to Icardi in the frontcourt, half-single-handed, and entered the penalty area.

The Montpellier defenders quickly returned to the defense, and Icardi fell to the ground amidst the pushing, but the referee did not award a penalty.

Icardi, who is really not good at physical confrontation, got up and found the referee to protest, but the referee didn't want to talk to him.

In desperation, Icardi could only give up the theory.

Throw yourself into the fight.

The entire first half ended in this mediocre offensive and defensive transition, and the two teams handed over a goalless draw.

Chen Feng was neither happy nor sad about this result.

Del Zakarian was very happy. Think about it, in the entire Ligue [-], only Lyon beat Paris. Apart from that, no other team has ever gotten a bargain from Chen Feng!

Is it possible that he, Del Zakarian and Montpellier will be the first one, or maybe the only one to draw with Paris?
During the intermission, the coaches of both sides briefly explained, and the players of both sides played again.

Changing sides to fight again, this time, it was Paris' turn to firmly control the ball under his feet, Montpellier was pressed in his own half, life and death were worse.

Sarabia, Draxler, Icardi, the new striker trident, leading the offensive trend!

In the 67th minute, Icardi pulled the ball over and gave the ball to Draxler beside him.

Xiaode took the ball and rushed into the penalty area.

Go for the goal!

However, the ball was blocked by Montpellier's defenders.

On the periphery, Paredes controlled the ball, dodged the defensive player's steal, pulled out the gap, and shot a cold arrow.

Slash to the ground, to the lower right corner of the goal!
However, the ball was too weak, and the ball was firmly controlled by the goalkeeper.

Immediately afterwards, the big foot drove forward, and the Montpellier striker got a single-handed chance, twisted and swayed, and volleyed!

"I'm Zhuo! You're so handsome!"

"Is this still our Montpellier? It actually broke the goal of Paris!"

"Goal, Zuzyski!"

In the stands, the fans of the home team immediately cheered, and the coach Del Zakarian was also joyful, and the set of "Farmer's Three Punches" was extremely smooth!

The Paris generals and the court generals on the bench showed bitterness.

"It's ok!"

"Winning or losing is not a problem, just do your best!"

At this critical moment, Chen Feng came to the sidelines and spoke out to boost morale.

In fact, what he said is also true. After 34 rounds, Paris has achieved 33 wins and 1 loss, with a total of 99 points, 2 points ahead of No.17 Monaco.

In the remaining 4 games, even if Paris loses all and Monaco wins, he will not be able to take away the already locked championship trophy!

"Come on, everybody."

"Do not be discouraged."

As the captain of the field, Draxler applauded and comforted his teammates.

The generals in Paris reorganized their mentality and were preparing to fight Montpellier to the death. Who would have thought that Del Zakarian would directly change players and change teams, and the bus was set up!

After 10 minutes of hard work, Paris still fell behind 0:1.

Seeing that the regular time is coming to an end, the game will enter 1 minute of extra time.

The last hero, Saravia stood up!
He received a through ball from Herrera on the right side of the penalty area, and looked firmly at the bottom left corner of the goal.

Open your bow and take an arrow!

The ball is like a long arrow that pierces people's hearts, passing through many obstacles, drilling into the goal net, piercing the hearts of everyone in Montpellier, and also piercing the hearts of the fans of the home team.

It made Del Zakarian extremely depressed. There is only 1 minute left!

Unfortunately, Montpellier lost three points.

After 35 league rounds, Paris achieved 33 wins, 1 draw and 1 loss. They scored 100 points and won the 10th Ligue [-] championship trophy in team history ahead of schedule!
Ended the Ligue [-] game and returned to the Paris base.

Chen Feng plunged into the office, quickly turned on the computer, and clicked on the recent Bayern match video.

analyzed.

The next match is on April 4th, and there are only 6 days left, Chen Feng can't help being nervous.

Before I knew it, it was late at night.

Writing and drawing in his notebook, Chen Feng, who had been staring at the computer screen all the time, didn't notice that the door of the office was pushed open, and a woman with a graceful figure walked in.

She first stared at Chen Feng who was working hard, her clear eyes were all about him.

After waiting for a few minutes, she realized that Chen Feng hadn't noticed anyone in front of her, and she couldn't help covering the computer screen with a pair of catkins.

"Huh? You're here!"

Chen Feng gently held it up, revealing the dimples at the corners of his mouth.

Yu Qiu pretended to be angry and said: "I also said where did you go when you didn't return home at night? Could it be that you were looking for fun? I never wanted to hide here and watch the video. Is it because the video is good or I am good?"

"You, of course you look good!"

In front of the proposition, even if you are a young marshal with three championship trophies, you have to kneel to me!
"Then why don't you go home?"

"Go back immediately after watching this video!"

"You can't finish watching the video, but people need to rest. Let's go now!"

"Wait a minute, just a few minutes."

Pa——Yu Qiu rolled his eyes at him, threw away the plug in his hand, and walked out the door.

When he was almost at the door, he suddenly looked back: "Aren't you leaving yet? Are you going to sleep here?"

"Hey! Here we come!"

Chen Feng woke up startled when he heard the words, wiped the unsatisfactory saliva from the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly followed.

It is said that there are only three days left before the competition, but in fact there is only one day left for everyone to train.

Because, on the 5th, Chen Feng had to bring the generals of Paris to Munich to step on the field. Who made them play away in the first round.

Standing on the green turf of the Allianz Stadium, Chen Feng felt a little regretful, Messi and Mbappe couldn't catch up after all.

Fortunately, Chen Long recovered from his injury and went out with the team.

With him and Neymar, Chen Feng still has some confidence in his heart.

After stepping on the field, everyone returned to the hotel to recharge their batteries.

Chen Feng, who locked himself in the room, began to worry. Facing Bayern, who is extremely powerful in attack, and Frick, who has excellent coaching ability, how should he arrange this start?

433?I'm afraid it won't work, the Trident is probably no match!

4132?I'm afraid the single back waist will be pierced!
4231?Who will come with the single arrow?Neymar, Liu Ruofan?If it’s not this material, could it be possible to become the king of happy children, Icardi?

Tsk tsk, I'm afraid it's even more unreliable!
The Paris coach is thinking hard, so why not the Bayern coach on the other side?

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