Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

Inside the Longvision studio.

Sun Sheng's face turned black.

"The 26th minute of the game."

"It's still a connection between the two stars of Real Madrid."

"The Liaodong team is behind by 2 goals."

Next to him, Han Qiaozheng's small eyes were wide open.

For a long time, he mocked:

"The Spanish team is in great shape!"

"In the World Cup, if they can play like this."

"Also lose to Nigeria and go home at the end?"

"Unexpectedly, Spain put all its energy on the Liaodong team!"

"..."

This time Sun Shengping did not stop Han Qiaozheng.

The Spanish team is indeed too careless.

Yes, the Liaodong team is not as strong as yours.

But this is a charity competition held in Longguo, at the gate of Liaodong.

The purpose of the competition is to raise funds for the flood in Longguo.

The Spanish team is chasing so hard.

It's too embarrassing to come down!

"No matter from the score or the progress of the game."

"The Liaodong team is at an absolute disadvantage."

Sun Shengping pushed the glasses on his nose, turned to face the screen and said in a deep voice:

"I hope Cruyff and Qin Feng can make adjustments in time."

"After all, they are all capable of performing miracles!"

"I also hope that the boys of the Liaodong team can withstand the pressure."

"Let's cheer for the Liaodong team together!"

"..."

On the coaching bench of the Liaodong team.

Qin Feng stared at the arena.

He clenched his fists, exposing the veins on his hands.

Just under 30 minutes.

The Liaodong team has fallen behind by 2 goals.

If this continues, the consequences will be disastrous!

Cruyff found that Qin Feng was not in the right state.

Throw away the cigarette butt and stub it out.

Cruyff said in a deep voice:

"Qin, here lies the difference in strength between us and the Spanish team."

"As far as I know, you have only taken over the Liaodong team for three months."

"I've been here for less than two months."

"So whether it's you or me, it's impossible to turn a stone into gold!"

"I firmly believe that the Liaodong team will be able to confront the Spanish team one day."

"but not now!"

Beside, Van Basten also came over, "That's right, Qin."

"That's the way football is."

"Although strength is not the only parameter that determines the outcome of a game."

"But you have to admit that if the strength gap is too large..."

Van Basten said no more.

Qin Feng understood what he meant.

It is impossible for the Liaodong team at this stage to compete head-on with the fully fired Spanish team.

But the fire is already here.

I set up such a big stage by myself, but also to win over Sun Fenglin, and to organize corporate donations in a high-profile manner.

You can't shoot yourself in the foot with a rock!

At this time, the butcher-like Gentile also opened his eyes and spoke.

"Qin, is the main lineup of our Liaodong team worth 150 million pounds?"

"The worth of Hierro on the opposite side is more than our whole team."

"I can't wait to end, and tear these Spanish pirates alive."

"But……"

Gentile paused for a moment, shrugged his shoulders and continued: "Unless our strength does not allow, what we can do is limited."

Hear these words.

Qin Feng clenched his lips and looked into the arena.

The players of the Liaodong team fell into confusion.

Look up and sweep towards the stands.

All the fans were silent.

on the rostrum.

Several provincial football management officials were whispering to Sun Fenglin.

"Minister Sun, Liaodong Qinfeng is obviously not ready."

"Yeah, he didn't sing well in this play!"

"Qin Feng didn't think twice about finding such a strong team to compete."

"..."

Sun Fenglin smiled stiffly.

"It's a charity match, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, as long as the donation achieves the goal of disaster relief!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored the few flattering officials around him.

Turning around, he explained a few words to his secretary, Xiao Li.

Xiao Li nodded, quickly ran down the stands, and found Qin Feng on the coach's bench.

"Director Qin, Minister Sun asked me to speak."

"His tea is very expensive, let you save some!"

Qin Feng was startled.

Sun Fenglin...

Play tricks on me!

This is warning yourself.

His patience is limited.

If this game is not played well...

I'm afraid it's a matter of forming an alliance, so it will be yellow!

Thinking that without Sun Fenglin blocking the gun, the Liaodong team will face endless delays from the football management department.

Qin Feng's heart was on fire.

Do you really think I can't do anything?

He gritted his teeth and turned his head, just about to talk to Cruyff.

The situation on the field changed.

Zhao Junze tripped Hierro on the left outside the Liaodong penalty area.

A free kick around 35 meters.

Hierro runs up, swings his legs, and hits a low curve ball.

The football blasted through Liaodong's defense like a cannonball and rushed into the bottom right corner of the goal.

38 minutes.

3:0…

Qin Feng stood up abruptly.

Depend on!

There is no way out!

There is a gap in strength between the Liaodong team and the Spanish team.

What Cruyff said just now is also correct.

Everyone understands the truth.

But you have to accept your fate and let the Liaodong team lose so aggrievedly...

Damn it can't be done!

What happened to Spain?

Just a second-tier European team, doesn't the Liaodong team have a chance?

Now is not 10 years from now.

When Spanish football rules the world!

At this moment.

Sun Jihai came over, "Dong Qin, let Brother Hei and I go!"

Zhang Anhua also came closer behind him, "Xiao Fengzi, these guys on the field are a bit overwhelmed, let me go up and meet the Spaniards!"

Qin Feng was taken aback for a moment, just about to speak.

Zhang Anhua from the opposite side came over with a punch, "If you're a brother, stop talking nonsense, Ji Hai and I have no problem with our physical strength!"

Qin Feng's chest hurts.

But the heart is hot.

With the two of them as a solid defense.

The Liaodong team may still have a fight.

Just when he turned his head to discuss with Cruyff to replace Zhang Anhua and Sun Jihai.

Wulihe Stadium, which has been silent for a long time.

Suddenly there was a roar.

"Liaodong Liaodong!"

It was Li Wenkang.

He stood shirtless in the middle of the South Stand, holding a big horn in his hand.

The sound echoed on the pitch and lingered for a long time.

Qin Feng was taken aback.

He turned to look.

South stand.

All the diehard Liaodong fans stood up with their eyes wide open, and shouted together.

"Tiger soars into the air!"

The shouts of tens of thousands of fans were unified, and the audience exploded in an instant.

Wait for the sound to stop.

Li Wenkang shouted again, "Liaodong Liaodong!"

"We are connected!" The fans yelled together.

There was a few seconds of silence.

Li Wenkang suddenly started singing with a broken voice.

"Wind and rain, green grass, my heart does not change, Liaodong Liaodong, you have no limit!"

He starts.

Fans from the South Stand joined in at the same time.

Everyone yelled until their faces were red and their necks were thick.

"Wind and rain, green grass, my heart does not change, Liaodong Liaodong, you have no limit!"

"Believe in dreams, go forward bravely, Liaodong Liaodong, you never give up!"

"Sorrow and happiness, let's face it together, Liaodong Liaodong, you will move forward forever!"

"..."

The singing is passionate.

The cycle continues.

The roar of more than 2 people resounded through Wulihe Stadium.

Fans in other stands first hummed softly.

Gradually the words became familiar.

The entire Wulihe Stadium.

5 people stood up and sang loudly.

"Wind and rain, green grass, my heart does not change, Liaodong Liaodong, you have no limit!"

"Believe in dreams, go forward bravely, Liaodong Liaodong, you never give up!"

"Sorrow and happiness, let's face it together, Liaodong Liaodong, you will move forward forever!"

"..."

broadcasting room.

Sun Li's eyes were moist, and his voice was hoarse when he sang along with the speaker.

on the rostrum.

Sun Fenglin gritted his teeth and hummed softly.

But from the blue veins popping in his neck, he could see his excitement.

on the field.

A group of Spanish players were dumbfounded.

Spanish coach Clemente and Rexach also looked at each other.

here……

Is it the home court of the Dragon Kingdom Liaodong team?

This is no different from the Bernabeu, Camp Nou, San Siro, and Old Trafford!

On the coaching bench of the Liaodong team.

Hear the cheering songs from the fans in the audience.

Qin Feng's eyes were blood red instantly.

The fans did not give up on the Liaodong team!

Even 3 goals behind.

They are still shouting for the team!

Even if it's just for the fans, this game can't be lost!

Turning sharply to Cruyff, Qin Feng spoke in a hurry.

"John, let Zhang Anhua and Sun Jihai play, and replace Wei Dayong and Huang Liang."

Waving to stop Cruyff who still wanted to speak, Qin Feng continued: "I know you are all right."

"Spain is strong."

"They are worth 10 times more than our Liaodong team."

"But so what?"

"I've never seen anyone win with a bag of banknotes!"

"And look at our fans!"

"We can't let them down!"

Qin Feng opened the system light curtain that only he could see, and kept talking.

"John, command the team, shrink the defense, we play defensive counterattack."

talking room.

He found Ibrahimovic's property panel.

Defensive counterattack, no speed.

Put in 8 points.

Ibrahimovic speed changed from 72 to 80.

Modric is next.

Hierro, aren't you close to the defense, are you not capable enough to bully Xiao Mozi?

Find Modric's properties panel.

His dribbling ability has improved these days, and his attribute has risen from 65 to 67.

I don't even want to drop 8 o'clock directly.

Modric's dribbling attribute went from 67 to 75.

Last 4 o'clock.

Qin Feng thought about it for a few seconds.

Raised Zhao Junze's passing attribute from 57 to 61.

Xiao Zhao himself has a long pass.

Quick counterattack, how can there be a long pass from the backcourt without stealing the ball?

Attribute points are cleared.

Qin Feng closes the system panel.

20 o'clock is not much though.

But adding it to the three of Ibrahimovic can have miraculous effects at critical moments.

And the Spanish team on the field.

It's not without weaknesses, either.

do not forget.

They are not a whole, but divided into three gangs...

Think of this.

Take advantage of Cruyff and Modric explain tactics.

Qin Feng called Zhao Junze.

"Xiao Zhao, if you have a chance, make a long pass and counterattack."

"Just play Spain on the right!"

"Those two players, one from Bilbao and the other from Atlético Madrid, are both offensively strong and defensively weak."

"And they're neutral!"

Seeing that Zhao Junze understood what he meant.

Qin Feng called Ibrahimovic again.

"Zlatan, you're at the front."

"Modric and Zhao Junze will pass you the ball."

"Use the counterattack to penetrate the Spanish right!"

"Be careful not to go offside!"

Hearing Qin Feng's words, Ibrahimovic replied angrily.

"Qin, you don't need to tell me!"

"Just watch how the great Zlatan kicks a Spanish ass!"

"..."

The game progressed to the 40th minute.

The Liaodong team kicked off again in the middle circle...

……