Lvyin Fengmo

Chapter 82 The Heroes of Lisbon
"We often describe those players who are good at others as having devil's dance steps, but even a Brazilian player known for his gorgeous dribbling, this description is somewhat exaggerated. However, today we are in a Chinese player. I have really seen it, and this statement is true!"

"Just in the past January, Neymar performed a breakthrough performance with three consecutive players in the Copa del Rey, and just ten seconds ago, the Chinese teenager Lu Feng used a not inferior to the Brazilian king. pay tribute!"

"No, compared to Neymar's extraordinary performance, Lu Feng's performance is obviously more difficult. He started to dribble the ball from the top of the center circle, broke through two defensive lines and five players in a row, and completely destroyed the entire Benfica team by himself. line of defense!"

"At this moment, he is like Maradona, Garrincha, Ronaldinho, Messi possessed, he turned the Lisbon city derby into a stage where he dances alone! He let the other 21 players Together with the 5 live audience, they all became the background board for their dancing!"

"Look at the Benfica player who fell to the ground! Lu, he is a real ankle terminator!"

When the live broadcast replayed the goal over and over again, the commentators from Portugal and China scrambled to become fans of Lu Feng alone. They racked their brains to find the most suitable words of praise. But I found that my vocabulary was not as rich as I thought.

When the replay ended, Marco Silva finally played this substitution card.

In the 73rd minute, Slimani stood on the sidelines. He looked at the teammate who was about to be replaced by him, but there was no joy on his face.

Instead, there was a slight bitterness at the corner of his mouth.

He originally thought that Lu Feng would be replaced because of his mediocrity in the tight defense, but he didn't expect that the fighting spirit burst out at the last moment with enough energy to shock the audience!
Look at the faces of fans with flushed faces and crazy expressions all around!
Listen to the cheers and cheers that have lasted for 3 minutes in this stadium!

"LU, LU, LU!!!!!!"

That crazy Chinese guy, who did nothing for the entire 72 minutes, made everyone climax in the last 27 seconds!
He conquered the whole of Lisbon in 27 seconds!
It took him 27 seconds to become the true master of the Jose Alvalade stadium! -
The endless applause continued.

The screams of the fans became hoarse because of the long time.

Lu Feng's legs were as heavy as lead, and his walking was even a bit difficult.

He raised his hands high, and clapped his hands vigorously in response to the fans who wanted to jump off the stands and pour into the stadium. The cheers that were already a little hoarse reached their peak again at this moment!

"LU, LU, LU!"

"Chinese boy, well done!"

"May the friendship between China and Portugal last forever!"

The broadcast footage has not been removed from these fanatical fans for a long time, and even the commentator of the local Portuguese TV station couldn't help expressing emotion:
"I can't remember exactly. Is there any foreign player who can win such enthusiastic cheers in the Portuguese Super League? Can he win the heartfelt love of discerning Portuguese fans?"

And Liu He, who was thousands of miles away, was filled with emotion:

"This Lisbon city derby is like an experience for Lu Feng.

In the first 70 minutes, he has always been caught in a defensive swamp and cannot extricate himself. If he is substituted in this situation, he is nothing more than a mediocre player who can only play with the wind.

But in such a difficult situation, he still let out a cry of unwillingness, bursting out with his own powerful energy!
Perhaps we can already conclude that in the entire Portuguese arena, no one can stop his progress! "
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Lu Feng's departure signified that Sporting Lisbon's tactics must be changed, because the new Slimani could not complete the arduous task of pinning down two or even three defensive players like him.

Unwilling to fail, Benfica did not score a goal until injury time, but it was unable to change the outcome.

The score of 2-1 not only declares that the title of king of the city of Lisbon temporarily belongs to the "Green and White Legion", but also means that... Benfica's lead over the rivals in the same city has shrunk from the previous 7 points to 4 points!
After this battle, Benfica continued to lead with 49 points, Porto temporarily ranked second with 46 points, and Sporting Lisbon followed with 45 points. The ownership of the league championship seems not so sure.
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"Drip, drip, drip!"

The referee's whistle pierced the sky, and the sky above Alvalade once again erupted with huge cheers.

Marco Silva let out a breath, even though it was a chilly spring night, his shirt was already soaked with sweat.

"It was a wonderful contest!"

He walked towards the opposing coach, Jorge Jesus.

Jesus' face was extremely ugly, but he had to shake hands with him.

Looking at the opponent who turned away, Silva was full of pride.

Two Portuguese Super League champions?

Reached the Europa League final for two consecutive years?
The eighth in the world and the second in Portugal?
The annual salary is five times that of Lao Tzu?
So what?

It's not the same as bowing your head obediently here!
Silva turned around and saw Lu Feng standing up from the bench.

Seeing the meritorious minister with trembling legs, Silva couldn't help feeling sore:
For this victory, his physical fitness was obviously overdrawn in the game so severely that he couldn't move his legs until now.

——Lu Feng: No, I didn't, I just crossed my legs for too long, and my hamstrings became numb!
Silva rushed forward with a stride, and stretched out his hand to support Lu Feng.

He patted the player on the back hard, smiling brightly:

"You are the hero of this game!"
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"Lisbon has only one hero tonight!"

"27 seconds of flash! Chinese magic master conquers Portugal!"

"The No.8 handsome man in the world bows his head to him: He is Superman, Iron Man!"

"Salute to the old horse Messi! Lu Feng beat Neymar!"

"C Ronaldo will be silent after watching it! The king of Portugal will no longer be superior!"

"Rogers, do you regret letting people go before?!"

"One month's transformation! From Liverpool to the king of Lisbon!"

"4000 million Chinese people are turning around!"

"If you don't watch, you are not a Chinese fan!"

"Chinese players can still do this!"

"Shocked! The Chinese teenagers fought fiercely against five Portuguese machos in a row!"

"The old Chinese doctor tells you the secret of keeping ejaculation for 73 minutes!"

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Although a mere Lisbon city derby does have a certain degree of exposure, its influence is at least 100 times worse than that of Real Madrid singled out Barcelona or Manchester United vs Liverpool.

But for the domestic media, the waves caused by this game are 10000 times that of the Spanish National Derby and the English Double Red Club!
The reason is very simple. In this Portuguese league, not only Chinese players started the game, but also killed the suspense of the game with a dribble and a shot that shocked the football world!
No matter how exciting the National Derby and Double Red Club are, even if Messi completes an own goal hat-trick, it can only attract the attention of a group of real fans, but Lu Feng's eye-popping performance this time is enough to attract tens of millions, even Hundreds of millions of fake fans!
Chinese media has never been short of traffic.

It's just... Chinese football has always lacked such talents who can be responsible for traffic!
(End of this chapter)