Chapter 10 True and False

The two were talking.

Valencia quickly chased back.

He wants to get back at the place.

"There's someone coming behind you!"

Ibrahimovic shouted as he ran.

Because Pogba pressed too deep, a large gap appeared in the left rib area.

Chu Feng decisively knocked the ball across the middle.

Ibrahimovic's sword has been thirsty for a long time.

He stopped and dribbled past gracefully, avoiding Phil Jones's interception.

He is already thirty-six years old and his running ability has declined significantly.

But it does not affect the fact that he is the thickest thigh in Manchester United.

He made 21 appearances last season, scored 12 goals and provided 3 assists for Manchester United, far ahead of other players.

Before joining Manchester United, he said: "I admire Cantona, I have listened to what he said, but I will not be the king of Manchester United, I will be the God of Manchester United."

And as he grew older, he gradually changed his playing style. He was no longer at the front, but acted as a hub for transferring the ball in the middle.

Ibrahimovic tilted his body slightly and made a neat and clean pass to the left side of the penalty area.

Bang! The football rolled quickly along the grass.

The breeze in Manchester blew up the boy's black hair, and drops of crystal clear sweat sprinkled from the ends of his hair.

Jilang's attack speed is very fast!

He is confident in his own abilities.

As long as he can stop this one-on-one opportunity, he may win Mourinho's favor and reach the peak of his life.

But then, his movements became obscure.

Because Chu Feng in front of him kept moving his left and right feet, and his upper body swayed with it, like a violently shaking pendulum.

reality?

false?

No, every fake move can turn into a real move at any time.

Unable to predict Jilang was panicking.

He gritted his teeth, and with the mentality of winning a lottery, he rushed to the right.

Under dozens of expectant gazes.

Chu Feng turned the virtual into real and pushed his right foot outward.

Assistant coach Faria opened his mouth wide, the softness of the touch was simply beautiful.

He could no longer tell whether his feet were controlling the ball or the ball was leading his feet.

Jilang fell to the ground helplessly and gave up the goal behind him.

Chu Feng didn't do any fancy moves, he just scored with a steady shot.

1:0!

The red team scored first.

Ibrahimovic covered his head in shock, his eyes changing from calm to eager.

Who is his idol?

Ronaldinho! Even though he once said, "I am second to God!", even though he is so unruly.

But when he meets Ronaldinho, he still expresses his admiration and appreciation without any concealment.

The pendulum pass just now had an unparalleled visual impact that made his soul tremble, and he couldn't help but recall the scene of competing with Ronaldinho.

"Nice job, Asian boy! Are you Japanese or Korean?"

Ibrahimovic walked forward excitedly and hugged Chu Feng's shoulders tightly.

"Ahem, be gentle"

Chu Feng was almost suffocated by the throat.

Ibrahimovic felt a little embarrassed and quickly let go of his hand.

I thought this little brother was too thin and weak to play with, so I decided to take him to practice Taekwondo when I have time.

I don't expect to become a macho man like myself, but at least I have to become stronger, otherwise it will be difficult to gain a foothold in the Premier League. Mkhitaryan is a precedent.

"I am Chinese, but I don't know Kung Fu."

Chu Feng took a breath and made a joke.

As for his nationality?

He has nothing to hide. The general impression is that only Japanese and Koreans in Asia can play football well.

But now I have a system that can increase the upper limit of my talent.

Why can't he change most people's minds? Although he may not be as strong as the king of football, there is absolutely no problem in crushing the Japanese and Korean players in the top five leagues.

"Huaxia is pretty good. When I was in AC Milan, I often met Chinese fans. They were all very warm and friendly."

Ibrahimovic has no concept of racial discrimination.

He is a second-generation immigrant to Sweden and was once described as a gypsy by hostile fans.

In the eyes of Europeans, Gypsies are deceitful people who do not integrate into society, do not work, and take advantage of loopholes in government welfare.

Some people, when they are hurt, choose to become abusers.

As for the others , Ibrahimovic added, "It doesn't matter if you don't know Kung Fu. Just follow me to practice Taekwondo and I promise you will never be bullied again."

"good."

Chu Feng replied with a smile.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

On the side of the court.

Mourinho kept writing and drawing in his notebook and mumbling to himself.

"He has excellent dribbling skills, quick reaction speed, and outstanding tactical awareness. Although he is still young, he is already very good. We need to cultivate him."

"But what I like most is Chu's calmness that doesn't match his age!"

"When I was his age, I would panic when I had a one-on-one chance."

The shock on assistant coach Faria's face faded and turned into suspicion.

Boss, didn't you play as a midfielder during your playing career? And to be honest, your skills are average, at best you can only be a starter in the Chinese Super League.

But he didn't dare to say these words to his face, "Boss, you and Chu are not the same type of players. You have stronger organizational and leadership skills."

"hehe!"

Mourinho glanced at his old friend with disdain.

Don’t I know what I am like?

The game starts again.

Pogba realized his mistake and was a little angry, but he was not affected too much.

On the contrary, he was more cautious in handling the ball and did not lose the ball easily.

Valencia felt a little regretful.

The head coach must have been unhappy with his performance just now, so he was highly focused and kept an eye on Chu Feng all the time.

As long as the latter shows a tendency to get the ball, he will immediately move forward and interfere, not giving the opponent any space to turn around.

"Go back five meters and occupy the key area in the midfield and backcourt."

"If you fail to steal the ball, don't just stand there, turn around and steal it back in time."

Matic kept directing.

36th minute of the game.

Chu Feng retreated to receive the ball.

But before they advanced many meters, they were confronted by the coordinated defense of Valencia and Herrera.

To be on the safe side, he could only choose to pass the ball back and let his teammates reorganize the attack.

He has a more mature soul in his body. He will no longer make mindless personal breakthroughs to attract other people's attention as he did in the past.

We are currently in the lead. As long as we can keep control of the ball, the opponent will be the one who should be anxious.

As long as people are anxious, they will reveal their flaws, which will be the best opportunity . Mourinho saw it and nodded without leaving a trace.

Most of the time in football matches are boring, and the era of offensive confrontation is gone.

Efficiency is king now. Put the focus of the game in your own half and force the opponent to press forward.

Then they take advantage of the gaps behind the opponent's defense, gather into a formation, and launch a counterattack with lightning speed.

From a more ambitious perspective, it is about precise control of the football and increasing the speed of transition from offense to defense.

He became more and more curious about Chu Feng. What kind of experience could make Chu Feng so mature and calm?

As time passed, the first half of the game ended quickly.

The score remains at 1-0.

PS: Thanks to the book friend "Moxiang Yuheng" for the 2000-point reward, and thanks to the book friend "I am a Stone Man Unstoppable" for the 500-point reward.

I won’t say much about my thanks. The author will try his best to update and create works that will satisfy everyone.

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