Lvyin Fengmo

Chapter 27 Garbage Time's First Show
Side kicks, high leg lifts, lunge stretches, internal and external leg crossings, short-distance variable speed sprints, run-up high jumps...

Lu Feng, who had scoffed at "Garbage Time's first show" a minute ago, was now doing the most basic warm-up activities.

Assistant coach Chris Davis was standing beside him, flipping through the tactical book casually, while exhorting:

"This is your first Premier League appearance, just to get a feel for the atmosphere, understand?"

Lu Feng nodded repeatedly, but almost bit his tongue:
"Know, know!"

Davis smiled and patted him on the shoulder, pointing to the big screen on the sidelines:

"Don't think too much, even if you are so nervous that you forget your position and responsibilities, it won't affect the ending too much, so... just enjoy your first appearance."

When Lu Feng looked up, his face turned green!

The game has gone to 85 minutes!
The time left for Chinese geniuses... is really running out!
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"In 3 more minutes, we will enter the stoppage time period. The Everton players seem to have given up resistance."

Zhan Jun, the commentator of Sina Sports, looked like "Everton wants to work hard", but as a KOP for 30 years, he was already happy in his heart.

The guest Zhang Lu yawned a little - after all, it was already five o'clock in the morning in China.

As soon as he rubbed his dry eyes, he saw the camera shift to the sidelines.

Zhan Jun on the side immediately let out an exclamation:
"Standing next to the fourth official...is a young general from China, Lu Feng?!"
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"Lift your feet!"

The fourth official was "crackling" adjusting the numbers on the electronic card, while using his peripheral vision to check the equipment on Lu Feng's body.

From whether the most basic jersey meets the standard, whether the spikes are safe, whether to wear shin pads, whether there are extra earrings, necklaces, rings, whether there are hidden wrenches, iron bars or other weapons that may hurt the opponent...

While observing the situation on the field, Lu Feng couldn't help muttering:

Since you don't want to kick anymore, then come down quickly! -
"drop!"

Gerrard's long-range shot flew into the stands, and the referee finally blew his whistle.

Zhan Jun couldn't help but lift up his spirits:
"In fact, we have always paid attention to this Chinese teenager. He showed outstanding strength in the Asian Youth Championship qualifiers held in October last year, and also let us see that a star of hope in Chinese football is rising.

Also because of his strength, the Liverpool Club signed a formal professional contract with him as early as August last year, but he was restricted by a labor certificate. It was not until January this year that he was eligible to play. "

Zhang Lu nodded:

"I also watched the highlights of the game in October. Apart from his height, his ability is indeed far superior to players of the same age. It can even be said that if he transfers to the Chinese Super League now, he should have the strength to be a main player in most Chinese Super League clubs. s position."

Zhan Jun raised his eyebrows:
"Zhang Zhi's evaluation can be said to be very high. Oh, the young player Lu Feng finally played, and he replaced the team's top scorer Suarez!"
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"You fucking should walk faster!"

Looking at the rapidly passing time, and looking at Suarez who took three steps and three steps and stopped to thank the fans, Lu Feng could not wait to throw out an iron hook and directly grab Bao Yasu back to the bench!
From the middle circle to the sidelines, it was only 20 meters away, but the Uruguayan shooter took almost half a minute.

With a smile on his face, he was about to encourage his young teammates to "enjoy the first time" when they played for the first time, but saw that Lu Feng had already rushed into the arena!

Suarez shook his head speechlessly, then showed a strange smile:

"Oh, if you're too anxious the first time, it's not necessarily a good thing!"
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Lu Feng stepped on the turf hard, feeling excited and excited.

He has already heard the hint from the system deep in his brain:

"You have achieved [the first official match] achievement, and you have obtained 5 additional experience points, and the current experience Lv1: 5/50."

Only then did he confirm that he was not dreaming, but actually appearing in the Premier League!

The only problem now is... the time left for myself is less than 2 minutes!
The game has been 88 minutes! -
"Although the 90-minute game is coming to an end, being able to play is already a huge improvement for the young player Lu Feng, and even for the entire Chinese football!"

Although Zhan Jun also thinks that the remaining playing time is too short, it is also worth celebrating. After all, it has been too long since the last player played in the Premier League (Dong Fangzhuo played for Manchester United in May 2007. But also the only league appearance).

Then he and Zhang Lu were taken aback at the same time, and the latter let out a beautiful laugh:

"Hehe, hehe... It seems that our young general is not just here to feel the progress!"
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"Pass me the ball!"

The first thing Lu Feng did after he came on the field as a forward striker was to raise his arms and ask for the ball from his teammates...

It's not that he really doesn't understand the rules, but... when he entered the game state, those words such as qualifications, status, and core seemed to be wiped out of his mind in an instant!

Then the great No. 8 captain, Steven Gerrard, didn't even look at him, and just swung his right foot to shoot a long-range heavy artillery!
"Oh!"

Pass?

What pass?

Why didn't I hear anything? -
Lu Feng shrugged helplessly.

Not only Gerrard, Henderson, Coutinho, Sterling, Moses and other frontcourt players did not intend to actively pass the ball to him.

This is not racial discrimination or team bullying, after all... He has only trained with the first team for a few days, these people have never seen his true strength, and of course it is difficult to identify with him.

"Ding ding dong dong!"

Accompanied by a burst of radio sound, the fourth official held up the electronic technology card.

The stoppage time for the entire game is clearly displayed on the board: 2 minutes.

In fact, this time should be longer. After all, Liverpool scored 4 goals and both sides completed 3 substitutions. A reasonable stoppage time should be at least 5 minutes.

But... Everton has already been beaten to pieces, 2 minutes more or 2 minutes less is meaningless, so the referee took the initiative to shorten the time they suffered, which is considerate.

Lu Feng pouted.

The time left for myself... is less than 3 minutes! -
3 minutes is actually very short, and some people can even read several chapters in 3 minutes.

Lu Feng just ran a few hundred steps indiscriminately, and found that the time had come to the last minute.

Everton did not give up their offense because of the large point difference, and they absolutely did not want to make no achievements in the same city derby. Therefore, several midfielders are still actively using passing and cutting to find space.

Lu Feng also did not give up. While cruising in the middle, he kept a close eye on the passing football, waiting for his own opportunity.

There is nothing wrong with the saying that opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared.

Jordan Ibe on the right is also eager to perform, so he can't wait to pounce on every player who passes the ball on the right.

Veteran Barry Barnes was taken aback by the young man's passion. Barnes, whose legs were already weak, quickly transferred the ball laterally, but in a hurry, the pass was too big. The ball rubbed the turf from both sides of Everton. Flicked between the famous midfielders, but was stopped by a red figure!

"Lu Feng steals the ball!"

Zhan Jun, who was about to close the stall, suddenly raised his voice, and Zhang Lu, who was so frightened that his eyelids were clenched, was shocked:
"He seems to have expected that Everton's pass coordination will make mistakes!"

Lu Feng's speed was very fast, and he was still under the thrust of inertia after using [Fatal Strike] in advance.

He swept across the midfield and stabbed directly between the two Everton central defenders into the empty backcourt!

This is his own frontcourt counterattack!
He sprints across most of the court, no one can support him, and no one can stop him!

Everton's American goalkeeper Tim Howard couldn't help but save the penalty area, but was pierced between the legs by the simplest ground ball!

Lu Feng staged a feat in front of the opponent's goalkeeper!
This is a disgrace to Everton!
He stopped the ball on the unguarded goal line, then turned around, looked at the desperate Everton defenders shrugged, and tapped his toe!
The ball rolled around the goal line and slowly crossed the long white line!

5-0!

(End of this chapter)