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are worried.

The Liaodong team made a pass and was cleared by the Hongta defender.

The football flies high.

Falling impartially to the back of the Liaodong team's defender

There is a map of Pingchuan.

Aimo, the foreign aid of the Hongta team, had already ambushed near the middle circle.

The football was still in the air, and he had already started at high speed, leaving the Liaodong team's back line behind.

not good!

Qin Feng stood up on his crutches.

Except for goalkeeper Liu Jiansheng, the Liaodong team was empty at halftime.

As long as the ball is caught well, it is a one-shot!

All the fans stood up in amazement.

They didn't expect it.

The Liaodong team, who had just played around the circle, fell into danger in an instant.

A group of people stared at the football in the sky, and Hongta striker Aimo, who was advancing at high speed on the ground, did not dare to breathe.

Emmo is fast.

While running, he raised his head to calculate where the football would land, and began to adjust his steps.

behind him.

After reacting, Liaodong's defense quickly chased back.

But obviously too late.

The football starts to drop.

Aimo stretched out his right foot to unload the ball, just about to take the ball forward.

Shout!

Someone flew by with a shovel from the side.

First, he took away the football on the ground, and then turned the person who was shoveled by Aimo on his back.

It's Ibrahimovic!

He also noticed the difficulties faced by the Liaodong team and simply withdrew early.

It just happened to destroy the Hongta team's single-handedly.

Even with the ball shoveling and flying, Ibrahimovic got up and roared to the sky.

Not for anything else.

Halftime was coming to an end, and he didn't get any good chances.

Da Fengxian, who has been thinking about performing well in the first game, feels aggrieved!

The referee is fair.

Ibrahimovic did not foul.

Throw-in by Regis.

Until then, all the fans let out a sigh of relief.

They all gave applause.

Ibrahimovic's complexion improved a lot.

A throw-in was just thrown.

Stoppage time ends and the referee blows his whistle.

The two sides drew 0:0 in the first half.

Although the Liaodong team almost caught fire at the city gate at the last moment.

But attacking the halftime wildly without giving up, this kind of momentum made the fans excited.

The players of the Liaodong team ran into the player channel amid applause.

Qin Feng couldn't sit still.

He got up and wanted to leave, but was held back by Cruyff.

"Qin, Coach Shang is fine, it's because the players are too young."

"Listen to me, let them adjust themselves."

Cruyff stood up with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, "Although there are not many games in the Dragon League B League, there are 22 rounds every year."

"If you are so nervous every game, you won't live long!"

Qin Fengqi's crutch almost went to the sky.

Angrily, he turned sideways to make way for Cruyff who was about to smoke.

"John, don't smoke a little, I'm a gentleman, I hope you live a long life."

Cruyff laughed.

"Qin, people who call themselves gentlemen are often not so orthodox."

He squeezed into the aisle, found an open place to light a cigarette, and said loudly to Qin Feng: "We played well in the first half, at least it proves that the boys are full of energy."

Many fans saw Cruyff and wanted to squeeze over to talk.

But was stopped by security.

Cruyff was dressed in a black suit with a beige windbreaker, waving gracefully to the surrounding crowd.

The fans immediately burst into cheers.

It's full of coquettishness... Qin Feng rolled his eyes and sat back resentfully.

Cruyff was right.

Although the old coach Shang Yin has no experience in commanding regular professional leagues.

But he is familiar with the technical characteristics of almost every player in the Liaodong team.

The first real home game.

There is no problem with the strategy of seeking stability.

It's just that the atmosphere at the scene today is too enthusiastic, and the Liaodong team can't hold their breath.

I believe that the business guide can make timely adjustments.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng reluctantly calmed down, and turned his head to chat with Little Meixi.

The Liaodong team locker room.

Old handsome Shang Yin's black face was purple with anger.

Intermission time is limited.

He put away his thoughts of cursing.

After a few earnest warnings, he turned to emphasize the second half, to stabilize the defense and let the opponent out to play tactics.

Blast for 45 minutes.

This will consume a lot of physical strength for a group of players.

Sitting there drinking water and wiping sweat.

At the same time, he looked at the tactical blackboard from time to time.

All professional players.

They understand what Shangyin said.

The first half was really hot-headed.

Many people gritted their teeth and reflected.

Shang Yin nodded.

Just understand it.

After thinking about it, he looked at Modric.

"Luka, you play in the second half, control the rhythm of the game, and pay attention to the timing of offensive and defensive transitions. This is what you are good at."

Hearing Zheng Wen's translation, Modric frowned and agreed.

aside.

Ibrahimovic glanced at Shang Yin, sneaked up to Modric, and said something to him.

Shang Yin called Zhao Junze again, telling him to pay attention to the protection of Modric.

After all, the old man was still worried.

The 13-year-old Modric will not be able to show his true strength when facing opponents who are several years older than him.

the other side.

Inside the visiting team locker room.

The head coach of the Hongta team, Zhou Hui'an, was scolding dryly.

He took a sip of water and yelled, "Being beaten up by a group of boy scouts and unable to leave the house, I'm ashamed of you."

"..."

The faces of all the team members were reddened by the training.

No one dared to look at Zhou Huian.

Zhou Hui'an took a breath of satisfaction, and continued: "In the second half, the Liaodong team's physical strength must be weak."

"We still have a solid defense and pay attention to steals in the backcourt."

"When they can't run anymore, fight their counterattack!"

A group of people answered in unison.

After thinking for a few seconds, he looked at the corner of the locker room again.

"Peng Weijun, you play in the second half. The Liaodong team's midfielder is not good. Be bold and pay attention to pass the threatening ball."

In the corner, Peng Weijun put on the No. 10 jersey and nodded expressionlessly.

Zhou Huian turned around, raised his fist and shouted.

"They in Liaodong, including foreign aid, are basically children under 20."

"Play in a while, let them see and see!"

"What is real professional football!"

"..."

Inside the Longvision studio.

Sun Shengping and Han Qiao are analyzing the game sentence by sentence.

Both are experienced commentators.

There is no paralysis of either party in the words.

But they all expressed their concerns about the Liaodong team.

15 minutes passed in a flash.

The game starts again.

The Liaodong team made a substitution. No. 12 Modric came on and replaced No. 17 Li Yao.

Caiyun Hongta also made adjustments, and the team's midfield soul No. 10 Peng Weijun played.

The two teams faced each other, and at the same time made counter-substitutions in midfield.

Inside the Longvision studio.

Sun Shengping flipped through the profiles of the two players.

"Peng Weijun, No. 10 of the Hongta team, is familiar to everyone. He is good at making breakthroughs and has strong organizational skills."

"And the No. 12 foreign aid of the Liaodong team, Luka Modric..."

Looking at the documents in his hand, Sun Shengping was stunned, and then said in surprise:

"This is a Croatian teenager who has just turned 18, and he is from the youth training echelon of the Liaodong team!"

"This is amazing!"

Hearing this, Han Qiaozheng, who was staring at the live broadcast, also noticed something was wrong.

"I'm still wondering why I haven't read the story about Modric in Zhou Xiaochun's column!"

Flipping through the information in front of him, he lost his composure and said:

"It turns out that the Liaodong team's No. 12 Modric and No. 26 Pepe are all from the Liaodong team's youth training system!"

Before the words fell, Han Qiaozheng said suddenly with his unique fast mouth:

"As we all know, each professional league team can only register 3 foreign players, but the youth training echelon is not included!"

"Before, there has never been a team's youth training system that has trained foreigners."

"The Liaodong team dared to be the first to fight the crab, and walked ahead of everyone!"

"They are the pioneers of Pangu!"

"..."

Han Qiao was dancing and talking nonsense.

Sun Shengping's head was full of black lines, and he quickly hinted that the director cut to the game screen...

Wulihe Stadium.

Before playing.

Modric wiped a handful of dirt, clutched it to his chest, and muttered to himself with his eyes closed.

Then, he stepped on the turf of Wulihe Stadium.

Live host.

The machine broadcast the news of the substitution between the two sides.

When it was heard that Modric was only 18 years old, the audience burst into applause.

Childhood encounters have worn away Modric's childishness.

At the age of 13, he looks like he is fifteen or sixteen years old.

To say 18, no one doubts.

Sitting on the rostrum, Qin Feng had a good time.

18 years old?

If they knew that Modric was full of plans, and he was only 4 years old in 13 months, I don't know how he would feel.

Read the system information casually.

The minimum age to play in the future professional league.

It has been maintained by Adu, a forward player of the American Major League and Washington United.

In 2004, when he made his league debut, he was only 14 years and 306 days old.

Modric's appearance reduced this record by more than 2 years.

Pity.

Lucca cannot be recorded in the annals of history.

Qin Feng sat up straight, his eyes moved with Modric on the field.

Come on Luca.

Show them what you're capable of!

Since getting the system.

Qin Feng only got 9 attribute points in total.

He used 3 points himself.

The rest went to Modric.

The waist position of the midfielder is the organizer and the hub of the team's offensive and defensive transition.

There is an old saying in Longguo, if the waist is hardened, the person will also be hardened.

Qin Feng has high hopes for Modric.

Always let those who doubt it see, my Qin Feng's vision, there is no way to go wrong!

Beside, Cruyff also temporarily put down the tactical board.

Observe through several days.

Modric, who has a low-key personality and plays simple and efficient football, is Cruyff's most important thing.

He is also very concerned.

Modric, who set foot on the professional field for the first time, how did he perform...

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