Football: Abandoned by the Chinese national football team, I became the best in the world

"This goalkeeper is very good!"

"I see the shadow of Buffon in him!"

At this time, there was a special audience sitting in the stands: Parma's football director, Scala!

He was once a meritorious coach of Parma, and led the team to achieve very good results in the 1990s!

And now Scala's face is full of sorrow!

Parma is sliding towards the abyss!

The kind that can't be pulled!

This season, the penalty points and the last place in the first half are not the most difficult!

The most difficult thing is that Parma's debt has reached the point where it can't save itself!

No consortium is willing to take over such a heavily indebted team!

So, Parma can only face bankruptcy and liquidation!

This means that Parma will have to start again from the amateur league next season!

Because of this situation, the players with a little fame in Parma have all started looking for their next home!

The whole team has no spirit to play football at all!

I just want to finish this season as a process quickly, and start a new career by changing teams!

This makes Scala feel very tired!

If people's hearts are scattered, it will be difficult to lead the team!

Scala still has a little fantasy in his heart, that is, if Parma can successfully avoid relegation this season, will there be a consortium interested?

After all, the commercial value is completely different in Serie A or Serie B!

Scala is also doing this. He promoted a group of youth team players to the first team!

All those players who are ready to run away are excluded from the big list!

Anyway, it can't be worse, whoever plays will lose!

These young players are more active and motivated because they can play in the official games of the first team!

It's just because of the difference in strength that Parma has been unable to win so far!

"Let's observe again!"

Scala wrote down some of his observations on Lin Feng in the notebook.

Other positions are easy to solve. Replacing a young player does not necessarily mean that he will play badly!

But the position of the goalkeeper is very special!

A good goalkeeper is not easy for ordinary fans to sense!

Because a good fighter has no great achievements!

But a bad goalkeeper can definitely be sensed by ordinary fans!

Because his number of goals conceded will definitely increase significantly!

There will be many low-level mistakes!

The kind that the defender can't blame!

The young goalkeeper of the Parma team at this time has such a problem!

Scala really wants to replace the goalkeeper, but can't find a suitable candidate!

...

On the court, the game time has entered the 80th minute, and the score on the scoreboard has become 2:2!

Hachim Mastour assisted Julius to score the equalizer in the 73rd minute!

The offensive talent of the Torino Youth Team has always been strong!

The reason why they lost two goals before was purely because Lin Feng's goalkeeping was too bad!

However, in the second half of the game, Lin Feng's performance was like a different person. The Parma Youth Team's wing attacking style did not get any benefits!

"Julius!"

"Let's try to score another goal to vent Lin Feng's anger!"

Hachim Mastour shouted to Julius!

He scored a goal and assisted in this game, and his performance was very good!

At this time, Hachim Mastour seemed to be in high spirits!

"Press forward! Press forward!"

Hachim Mastour waved to his teammates.

As the core of the midfield organization of the Torino Youth Team, Hachim Mastour's command is still very effective!

The three lines of the Torino Youth Team began to press forward!

"Hey!"

"Francesco!"

"Come back! Don't rush all up!"

Lin Feng was shaking in front of the goal!

The back line is almost reaching the center line, aren't you afraid of being counterattacked by a penetrating ball from the opponent!

You guys are playing too recklessly!

"Lin!"

"Don't worry!"

"If I don't go forward, the defense line will not be parallel, which will be disadvantageous for offside!"

Francisco waved at Lin Feng and quickly ran to the center line.

"I'm rough!"

"You're right!"

"But I have a bad feeling!"

Lin Feng complained!

The feeling of being the only one in the entire 30 meters in front of the goal is really...

It makes people feel empty!

There is no sense of security at all!

In the 85th minute of the game, Hachim Mastour danced the samba in front of the penalty area of ​​the Parma Youth Team!

It has to be said that Hachim Mastour's style is very South American, and it is very obvious on the court.It must be full of spirit!

Disadvantage: Too reckless!

"Bang!"

Haqim Mastour did not completely shake off the defense, but he casually swung the outside of his foot!

However, the arc did not rise, and the ball was directly confiscated by the goalkeeper!

Then the goalkeeper of Parma Youth Team threw the ball directly to the midfield with a strong hand!

"I'm rough?!"

"It's bad!"

Lin Feng has the best vision, so he naturally saw the problem at once!

Parma only needs to make another forward pass to get a single shot!

The defense of Torino Youth Team was a beat slower at this moment!

Sometimes what you fear will come true!

The midfielder of Parma Youth Team turned and swept, and sent the ball directly behind Torino Youth Team!

At this time, a figure rushed forward at a very fast speed and directly left the defense of Torino Youth Team behind!

Single shot!

"Oh! Sh**t!"

Francisco chased back desperately!

But Francisco was not at all superior in speed. Not only did he not close the distance, but he was pulled farther and farther away!

"Lin! I'm sorry!"

"I'll treat you to barbecue tonight!"

Although Francisco was still chasing, he had already mourned for Lin Feng in his heart!

Lin Feng was now focusing all his attention on the small winger of the Parma Youth Team!

Unlike the two high center forwards over 1.9 meters before, this winger was obviously walking down the road, with a low chassis and a fast pace!

It was a bit like Yosi!

The distance between the two was rapidly reduced!

Lin Feng did not stay in front of the goal, otherwise he would definitely be shot through!

Lin Feng rushed directly to the edge of the penalty area!

This greatly reduced the shooting angles available to the opponent!

[Elite Predicted Positioning] made Lin Feng's position selection just right at this time!

The winger on the opposite side was obviously a little surprised by Lin Feng's defensive choice!

But in a flash, there was not much time for him to think!

He chose a lob shot, trying to get over Lin Feng's head and hit the goal!

Great idea!

Lin Feng instantly jumped up, stretched his body completely in the air, and then grabbed the football!

Perfect save!

At this moment of saving, Lin Feng used not the ability given by the system, but his own physical talent!

Just as the white-bearded old man said, Lin Feng has a nearly perfect physical talent, but his skills and habits are too bad!

Now, it's different!

The system has been activated!

"Roar--!"

Lin Feng roared while holding the ball!

"Too awesome!"

Francisco finally rushed back and hit Lin Feng's chest hard!

Damn!

It hurts so much!

Lin Feng thinks Francisco did it on purpose!

Let's deal with him after the game!

"Amazing!"

"Lin!"

"You took medicine! How come your ability suddenly became stronger!"

Hachim Mastour also ran back and shouted.

Lin Feng's face turned black!

You can't just say something like taking medicine!

Don't let people make up stories!

But it's impossible to think about it!

Lin Feng is about to be terminated by the Torino Youth Team. Who would pay attention to such a passerby?

Thinking of this, Lin Feng frowned again and felt a little confused about the future!

This can't be his last serious game!

I finally activated the system!

Wasn't the performance just now enough to impress the team?

Lin Feng was not sure!