Lvyin Fengmo

Chapter 141 Combining work and rest

"My God! The rainbow is amazing!!"

After Lu Feng pushed the ball into the goal, the commentator Liu He finally recovered his breath, but his emotions were still not calm:

"I have commented on football for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen a Chinese player use a rainbow in a game!"

Huang Yuan also took a breath, and then added to his words:
"In today's football, the star who is best at using this move is undoubtedly Neymar, but the Brazilian king usually only uses it when the football is still, and Lu Feng just now...is in the case of high-speed sprinting. Used! It is undoubtedly much more difficult than Neymar's movement!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"Lu Feng NB!"

"Brother Feng's skills are exploding!"

"What kind of operation is this tmd?"

"I feel sorry for the Hungarian goalkeeper for a second!"

"I'll form a barrage to protect Brother Feng!"

"Brother Feng, be careful to be beaten by Hungarian players!"

"I want to wash Brother Feng's feet!"

"I want to give Brother Feng a monkey!"

Accompanied by the replay in slow motion, thousands of bullet screens flew over the entire screen in an instant, so that other viewers could not see Lu Feng at all, and they were so angry that they could only select the dialog box of the bullet screen, and then crackled. Pound the keyboard:
"Lu Feng is awesome, awesome, awesome!"
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When the game restarted, Lu Feng did not get the chance to expand the score again, and the Chinese team took 2-0 into the locker room at halftime.

"Xiao Lu, your performance is great, hurry up and relax, and continue to work hard in the second half!"

Guo Bingyan patted Lu Feng's back hard, smiling happily.

He glanced at the locker room and beckoned to the massage therapist:
"Old Wang, massage Xiao Lu's muscles well, don't be sloppy!"

Lu Feng didn't refuse the leader's kindness, and he lay carelessly on the massage chair, accepting the services of the physical therapist - this was originally a common way to relax during the intermission, and it could not be regarded as special treatment.

Li Bing reminded individual players of the loopholes in the defense in the first half. At the same time, he discussed with the coaching staff which players could change positions in the second half. They were much busier than the players.

After discussing for several minutes, Li Bing still couldn't make up his mind, he looked at Guo Bingyan, and finally walked towards the massage chair:
"Xiao Lu, do you think... can we adjust like this in the second half?"

Lu Feng blinked in bewilderment.

Coach Li, don't ask me that!
I, Lu Feng, are just an ordinary player!
You ask me like this... It will definitely make other people think that I, Lu Feng, am a locker room tyrant who has emptied the head coach!
But... I really am not!

I just want to play a game quietly!
"Director Li, look, let the two wingers reduce their forward penetration. Anyway, their bottom crosses are useless. Just go straight to the penalty area with a 45-degree long pass."

"The defensive line in the midfield should be more compact, but don't stand in parallel, but stagger a little distance to maintain a sense of hierarchy."

"If it's a counterattack, you can try to drive big feet to the two sides, regardless of whether I can catch up!"

"If it's a positional battle, it's still the two options, go straight behind the defense line, or pass to my feet, don't add too much small-scale coordination, because no one remembers such complicated things in the game..."

Lu Feng pointed to the tactical board and briefly mentioned a few points.

Looking at Li Bing who nodded repeatedly, a faint sense of accomplishment suddenly rose in his heart.

Why?Not to mention, being a ball bully...seems pretty cool too! -
After 15 minutes, the game restarted.

The 2-0 score left both sides with only one option for tactics:

The leading Chinese team concentrated on defending, while the lagging Hungary had to launch a fierce attack.

Lu Feng was standing alone near the center circle under the marking of a full-back, waiting for a chance to counterattack.

But... the real counterattack opportunity, how can it be so easy to appear?
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"Hungarian players generally have excellent physical fitness. In individual confrontations, we rarely have an advantage. So far, two players from the Chinese team have received yellow cards due to excessive defensive actions. Should we pay attention to it?"

The second half has been played for nearly half an hour, but the scene has not changed.

Liu He's mood was not as tense as before:
"Although Hungary's ball possession rate has exceeded 60%, their offense is still thunderous and rainy, and it is difficult to really threaten the Chinese team's goal..."

As soon as his voice paused, he saw the Hungarian midfielder Solter Kalma, after continuously dribbling the ball across the two blocks, suddenly cut in and pulled out an arc!
Although the Chinese goalkeeper Zhou Yuchen made a save, he couldn't block it at all, so he could only chase the ball and hit the side net together!
Hungary recovered one point, 2-1!
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"Although I'm a bit unwilling, but this arc kick is really beautiful!"

Liu He was still in the mood to praise his opponent.

Huang Yuan also echoed:

"Indeed, the inward shot just now was like Robben possessed. The Chinese player clearly knew where he was going, but... just couldn't stop it!"

Liu He nodded, and turned the topic to Ben Fang:
"Speaking of which, we haven't seen Lu Feng on camera for a long time... eh? He's sitting on the ground, could it be... injured?"

The same question also lingered in the minds of Guo Bingyan, Li Bing, and the audience.

No one doubted Lu Feng's ability and role anymore, so when they noticed Lu Feng sitting on the ground, they couldn't help but feel tighter!
You must not get hurt!

Then... under the attention of these people, the No. 10 player slapped his butt, stood up from the grass unsteadily, and even yawned.

"This goal is really beautiful!"

Lu Feng clicked his tongue, stretched his waist, felt a slight pain from his shoulder, subconsciously frowned:
"Still not fully recovered, as soon as possible... let's resolve this game!"
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"..."

Li Bing and Guo Bingyan looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

As long as you don't get hurt!
The former shook his head and smiled bitterly, but the latter muttered in his mouth:
"This kid...why is his discipline so poor?!"

Liu He in the broadcast room put it in a more euphemistic way:

"It seems that the previous game was so boring that Lu Feng, who was waiting for the opportunity to counterattack, couldn't help but sit down and rest..."

Huang Yuan licked his lips and made a more direct comment:

"It can't be blamed on Lu Feng's slack. The Chinese team's backcourt didn't send him an effective pass at all in nearly 20 minutes! Rather than running around like a headless chicken, it's better to take a break where you are and prepare for the backcourt." Make full use of your stamina!"
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Perhaps feeling the support and encouragement from fellow commentators, Lu Feng quickly proved himself, just now he was accumulating energy!
When the Chinese team re-kicked off, Hungary launched a full-court press immediately, and they almost completed the steal from defender Liu Yiming!
Although they failed to do so, the Hungarian players rejoiced.Because they have already noticed that after 70 minutes of the game, the Chinese players on the opposite side all have different degrees of physical problems!
Although Hungary's physical fitness is also not optimistic, they are confident in defeating their opponents in physical fitness!
As long as you grit your teeth and grab again, the opponent will completely lose the rhythm of possession and then panic!
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"MD! Force your sister!"

Under the pressure of Hungary, the Chinese players were really flustered. The football seemed to be like explosives and landmines, and everyone was unwilling to touch it more.

Whenever the ball was passed, most of the players didn't even have time to observe the position of their teammates, so they just kicked it out...

Such a pass will of course lead to turnovers, which is equivalent to giving up the few possessions left!

It was obviously an attacking opportunity for the Chinese team, but the football was restricted to its own half, and the pass could not be made for a long time!
If there is also the 8-second rule of basketball on the football field (the offensive team must bring the ball to the frontcourt within 8 seconds after the serve, otherwise it will be sentenced to a violation and the ball will be handed over to the opponent), the Chinese team has already fouled!
In the 79th minute, the football reached Micro Motion's feet. His first reaction was to turn around and pass back to the goalkeeper, and then the goalkeeper kicked it out. This is the safest solution...

But as soon as he received the football, he heard the voice of the only boss in the team not far away:
"Pass the ball!"

"Lu Feng... retreated?"

Without thinking too much, Micro Motion made a ten-meter direct pass and sent the ball to Lu Feng's feet.

As soon as Lu Feng caught the ball, there was a sense of oppression behind him—Hungary's midfielder has already stuck up!
His eyes quickly scanned his feet, and Lu Feng had already made a decision.

He leaned back suddenly, pushed the lower back half a meter away, and then made a decisive decision and picked up the ball with the back of his feet!

"Boom!"

At the same time, when the back waist came up again, he took the back waist as the center of the circle, twisted his body lightly, and walked around from the right!

And when No.2's midfielder rushed forward, Lu Feng's left foot was right under the falling football!

"Boom!"

Football takes off again!

"Lu Feng picked the ball in succession!"

Liu He's neck suddenly turned red, and his eyes were fixed on the screen:

"What will he do next? Standing in front of him is the entire defense line of Hungary!"

His speaking speed was already very fast, but he still couldn't keep up with the movements of Lu Feng's feet.

The No. 10 player of the Chinese team pulled horizontally in front of the nearest central defender, and made the opponent who was eager to grab it empty!
The No.2 central defender wanted to fight and retreat, but Lu Feng didn't give him the time!

"Lu Feng shoots directly from the penalty area line!"

Liu He involuntarily let out an exclamation, and saw the football turn into a cannonball and blast straight towards the Hungarian goal!

"Oh!"

The Hungarian goalkeeper Szekeli must have been possessed by God at this moment. He actually made the most accurate judgment in the blink of an eye, and abruptly threw the shot from the absolute dead end!
Li Bing outside the field hugged his head and sighed!
Such an unexpected shot... how could it be saved? !

God dies me too!

The morale of Hungary is bound to rise sharply because of this, can the Chinese team still have such an opportunity? !

Before Li Bing could break free from his regretful emotions, he saw the figure who had just shot the goal drifting into the penalty area like a ghost!

When Szekelli pounced in the right direction, Lu Feng had already entered the penalty area!
He doesn't know that his shot will be saved, but he is always ready to fight for the second shot!

Lu Feng's sense of smell was still so good, this time his judgment came true again, the ball that Szekelli saved with all his strength happened to fly towards Lu Feng head-on!

But... Lu Feng's speed was too fast, even he couldn't stop the car!

It's ok!
Those who know how to combine work and rest will not have bad luck!
The football smashed obliquely on his lower abdomen, and then was engulfed by this Chinese chariot that was racing at full speed... It was directly carried over the goal line, and then into the goal!
3-1, the Chinese team made another victory in the 80th minute!
Their lead... re-extended to two goals!
(End of this chapter)