Chapter 2009 Split

Chapter 9 Split

Next it was Milan's turn.

"Seedorf, you are the most valued person in the team's reconstruction plan, so you must not be affected by Lin Feng's machinations. The team needs you and will never sell you. So, you must Score this goal!" Leonardo faced Seedorf, Milan's second penalty kick, and gave him an opportunity.

"I know, coach, I will definitely score this goal. No one can influence me." Seedorf said with firm eyes.

Leonardo breathed a sigh of relief. Seedorf looks vicious on the outside, but even more vicious on the inside. He should not be influenced by anyone. Then, he couldn't help but glance at Lin Feng.

Seedorf! ——Lin Feng saw Seedorf coming out, and his mind instantly filtered out his information. Lin Feng was also deeply impressed by this person. The deepest points are two points, one is the number dispute with Ronaldinho; the other is his feelings for his father. But these two points, the first point is that Ronaldinho is currently at Chelsea and has nothing to do with Seedorf, and the two have no old grudges; the second point is that Lin Feng will not go so far as to take advantage of others. To the point where genuine family ties go to win. But Lin Feng naturally has his own way.

When Seedorf came on the field, Lin Feng also stood up.

"Referee, he interfered with the player's shot!" Leonardo nervously pointed at Lin Feng and shouted.

The referee looked at Lin Feng and motioned for him to sit down.

Lin Feng shrugged and said that he did not enter the stadium, and FIFA did not have any rules and regulations that did not allow him to be a team assistant. As long as you don't step into this stadium, no rules can affect you.

The referee helplessly spread his hands towards Leonardo, saying that Lin Feng did not violate any rules and that he could not restrain him.

snort! Leonardo kicked the lawn angrily.

"Clarence, don't worry about Lin Feng, shoot! You can definitely score!" Leonardo shouted towards Seedorf.

Mourinho shook his head. This Leonardo is not incompetent, but he is still too young and inexperienced. How can we influence the players at this time? Doesn't this put more pressure on the players?

As Mourinho expected, Seedorf originally played lightly, but when Leonardo shouted, he suddenly became nervous. Although this nervousness did not interfere with his penalty kick, the whole person began to care about the gains and losses. And his eyes looked at Lin Feng from time to time, wondering how this guy planned to influence him.

But Lin Feng just walked there slowly,

It seems like he is really moving his body.

No matter what, no matter what he says, I don't care, I must score this goal! ——Seedorf's eyes flashed fiercely, he glanced at Cech and started to run.

At this time, Lin Feng also started to run.

He...why is he running? ——While running, Seedorf observed Lin Feng, secretly trying to figure out what this guy wanted to do. As a result, when he was so distracted, his approach speed was also slowed down. Of course, for Seedorf, whose shooting power has always been fierce, it's okay to be slower, it's not a big deal. The ball he shot was equally astonishingly powerful.

But just when he was about to shoot, Lin Feng let out a loud roar - Seedorf was instinctively startled, his feet were a little slower when shooting, and his eyes couldn't help but look towards Lin Feng.

"Clear your throat, it feels so good!" Lin Feng stretched and said.

Damn, you're teasing me! ——Seedorf ignored this, his already slow right foot stepped forward again and hit the football hard.

But at this time, Cech had already grasped the direction of Seedorf's shot and pounced on it.

With a muffled sound, Seedorf's shot hit Cech hard, then bounced back hard and returned to Seedorf's feet again. If this was a penalty kick in a normal game, Seedorf would definitely score this goal. But now it was a penalty shootout. Although the ball bounced back, he could no longer shoot.

"Ah~~~~" Seedorf roared angrily. If it weren't for Lin Feng's voice and inexplicable movements just now, how could he be distracted and how could he shoot so straightly. At this moment, he had the urge to rush over and beat up Lin Feng. Fortunately, he was no longer as impulsive as before. He took a deep breath to hold back the anger in his heart and stepped aside.

"Lin Feng, Lin Feng, the most despicable. The richest people in the world are playing dirty tricks, but you are the most shameless!" At this time, an angry song from a female fan came from the stands to vent her anger towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng shrugged indifferently. If you can't bear this criticism, how can you still become the world's richest man?

"Lin Feng, Lin Feng, the smartest. The world is in need of wisdom, and you are the most intelligent!" A song similar to that of the female fans also broke out in the stands of male fans. But adapted it to praise Lin Feng. The other party has made up songs and scolded them for the whole game. Do you think the male fans can't learn it?

Lin Feng laughed loudly when he heard this. These male fans are so cute.

At this time, it was Tottenham's Luo's turn to shoot.

"Is there anything I can use to guide him?" Lin Feng asked.

Mourinho shook his head.

"Let the other side make trouble, let's not interfere. This will allow us to better train our young players. These players will be the skeleton for global dominance in the next ten years. Now we have such a good opportunity to hone their will, we Why bother?" Mourinho chuckled.

"Aren't you afraid of losing?" Lin Feng clicked his tongue.

"Haha, losing one game and winning a ten-year dynasty is worth it!" Mourinho said confidently.

Lin Feng nodded. What he and others want is a dynasty, not a win or loss in a game. This game, if they lose, they lose. If the treble cannot be completed this year, they can still create a god next year. So Lin Feng did not give any advice.

As a result, after Luo came on the court, he also missed the shot when Allegra targeted his psychological weakness.

Then, it was Maldini's turn.

"Lin Feng, this time he is Milan's absolute loyalist-Maldini, who has played for me Milan for 21 years and has experienced countless major games. Your little tricks will never affect him." Leonardo shouted confidently at Lin Feng, venting the anger of Lin Feng's interference in the game just now.

Lin Feng frowned. This is really a big trouble. This Maldini is not so easy to influence.

"Paul, Paul, Paul!" The female fans in the stands cheered loudly. Paul-Maldini is a legend in football, and almost everyone of these female fans knows him. Naturally, their enthusiasm for him is unmatched by other players.

At this time, Maldini calmly put the ball on the penalty spot, smiled slightly, stepped back a few steps, and prepared to shoot. Before shooting, he glanced at Lin Feng provocatively.

Hey, I respect you as a football legend, and I'm ready to let you and Cech face to face in a fair duel, and you still come to provoke me. ——Lin Feng stood up.

Interesting! ——Mourinho smiled slightly. He was naturally aware of Maldini's provocation. Maldini has always had a good reputation and never played dirty on the court, which is also why he deserves respect. At the same time, Maldini is better than anyone else at winning. Although he is a defender, he has a stronger desire to win the game than a forward. Moreover, he likes to challenge the strong.

Just now, Lin Feng used off-field moves in front of him to interfere with the shots of two players, which naturally aroused Maldini's anger. He was provoking Lin Feng at this moment, wanting to prove that not all players will be affected by off-field moves.

Lin Feng laughed. This is really interesting. It's fun to play with Maldini.

Lin Feng clasped his hands together and looked at Maldini silently. In his mind, he kept calculating various moves that could interfere with Maldini.

Maldini nodded with satisfaction and started to run up.

"Paul, you must score." Leonardo was dissatisfied with Maldini's provocation to Lin Feng, but he couldn't say anything. In terms of influence on the team, Maldini is much greater than him as a coach. If Maldini retires, he will definitely hold an important position in the team. This is certain. Therefore, Leonardo had to let Maldini do it at this moment.

Maldini, run up, shoot!

"Paul, Berlusconi is going to sell Milan to me!" Lin Feng suddenly shouted.

Creak! ——Maldini suddenly braked. This news was too shocking. Berlusconi sold Milan. How could it not be shocking. Although Maldini was sure that Lin Feng's news was fake, he was so fond of Milan that he was half-believing and half-doubting even if it was fake news. He was afraid that Milan would lose its tradition. Of course, the reason why Maldini was so panicked was that Milan's performance in the past two seasons was indeed not good, and it also directly affected Berlusconi's support rate as prime minister. There were also rumors that Berlusconi intended to sell Milan to avoid affecting his political career.

Maldini wanted to ask clearly before shooting. But he braked suddenly and couldn't stop. Desperately, Maldini's foot also touched the football lightly, and the football slowly rolled towards Cech. Then, it stopped in front of Cech and never moved again.

"Referee, this ball doesn't count!" Leonardo jumped up and shouted at the first time.

But when shooting a penalty kick, it is absolutely not counted if you don't touch the ball, but as long as you touch the ball, it counts as a shot. So, this ball, Maldini's shot didn't go in.

"Lin Feng, can you be more shameless!" Leonardo shouted angrily.

"Both of you, both of you, your female fans are also very powerful! Didn't our team not score either!" Lin Feng pointed to the score of the penalty shootout between the two sides on the big screen and said.

Leonardo immediately stopped.

"Lin Feng, can you tell me, is what you just said true?" Maldini came over.

"It's true and false. I just responded to your challenge, but if Berlusconi really can't stand the pressure from the outside world and chooses to sell Milan for his political career, I will definitely acquire such a football club with a long history." Lin Feng said with a smile.

"But you already have a club." Maldini frowned and said.

"But I can create a god to buy it through an agent." Lin Feng smiled.

Maldini nodded.

"Mr. Lin, you won this game today. If there is a next time, I will definitely win it." Maldini turned around and left gracefully.

Naturally, the female fans' abuse came out again on the field. They tore their throats to interfere with Tottenham Hotspur, but Lin Feng, with just a few words, made the Milan players make mistakes. You say, this is too annoying.

At this time, it was Drogba's turn to take a penalty kick.

But Drogba looked fierce, but he was very fragile inside. When Allegra mentioned Drogba's hometown and relatives, the guy burst into tears on the court. Then, the hasty shot was also blocked by Dida.

This scene left Lin Feng and others speechless. I want to blame him, but I really can’t blame him. I can only sigh, this guy has a heart of glass. As for the male fans in the stands, they also sighed softly at this moment. Although the penalty kick was missed, fans will not blame Drogba. A person who is so affectionate towards his hometown and relatives deserves respect from everyone. Even the female fans did not cheer anymore, but used silence to express their apology.

Then it was Milan's McManaman's turn.

McManaman! ——Lin Feng’s eyes lit up. This player is the brightest new star in British football. He has been compared to Giggs in England. His cooperation with Beckenham on the left and right is like the cooperation between Beckenham and Giggs at Manchester United. Same, it's pleasing to the eye. However, since moving to Real Madrid, there has been silence. In the 2-3 season, after Chelsea owner Roman Abramovich made a big deal to bring Shevchenko and Pilhan to Chelsea, Milan bought McManaman from Real Madrid at a low price in order to fill the vacancy. However, after several years of being a substitute in Real Madrid, McManaman no longer has the aura he once had.

Of course, he is by no means mediocre. His occasional flashes in the midfield can also bring goals or assists to the team.

"Steve, this time it's all up to you. This is an opportunity to prove you." Leonardo looked with great anticipation at this English player who has always worked hard and worked hard despite being a substitute in the team.

"Don't worry, coach, I will try my best." McManaman nodded heavily.

At this time, Lin Feng patted Prince William on the shoulder.

"William, how to deal with this McManaman depends entirely on you." Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Rely on me? How can I solve it?" Prince William was stunned.

Lin Feng then whispered in his ear.

"No, this is not good!" Prince William shook his head immediately.

"William, we must not lose this game, you know what! If we lose, you will have to listen to Kate for everything from now on. Can you accept such a life?" Lin Feng asked.

Prince William shook his head. Although he loves Kate, he is unwilling to obey Kate in everything.

"Then just do as I tell you. Don't worry, everyone knows that the penalty shootout in this game is a farce and they won't care about it." Lin Fengxiao said.

Prince William carefully weighed and calculated, then nodded helplessly and stood up.

At this time, McManaman had already placed the football and was looking back at Lin Feng. The successive failures of Inzaghi, Seedorf and Maldini just now put a lot of pressure on McManaman. He didn't know what else Lin Feng would do.

But what surprised him was that this time Lin Feng sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, while Prince William stood up.

"Steve, go back to England. Italian football is not suitable for your style, and the national team also needs you. Only in England can you show your talent. I advise you as a friend to come to Tottenham Go to Tottenham! Here, you can regain your former style, and you can also attract the attention of the national team coach Eriksson. Also, my friend, I hope you can score with this kick." The prince said emotionally.

It turns out that Prince William and McManaman once knew each other and had a relationship. However, as McManaman moved away from Liverpool and went to Real Madrid, the two gradually became estranged. It was not until now that the two of them saw each other face to face for the first time.

Back to England? ——McManaman was stunned. Indeed, he did not have a happy life in Milan. The tactics here were not suitable for his dexterity, especially his too thin body, which made it difficult to adapt here. On the contrary, although England's style is more rough, their game is more delicate and not as rigid as Italy's.

At this moment, McManaman's mind became active and his determination to shoot began to fade. Although, as a professional player, he will not do anything rude, but there are changes in his heart, which will naturally affect his state.

"Hurry up and shoot! Don't waste time!" the referee urged.

In his haste, McManaman shot. As for the result, even Leonardo knew what the result of the hasty shot would be, and Cech easily held it.

The female fans screamed, and their resentment grew stronger at this moment. He immediately cursed. Although Prince William is very popular in the UK, he does not have such a high status in the hearts of foreign fans. Therefore, the shouts of insults made the shameless Prince William immediately retreat to the coaching bench.

"Who am I? Am I a conspirator? Convincing the other party to surrender on the spot?" Prince William blamed himself a little.

"Ha, William, what are you talking about? If you are really considered a conspirator, then I will directly invite McManaman after you finish talking. But I didn't do this, so naturally it doesn't count. You can only do this It’s a friend’s advice. Besides, don’t you want him to cum in the end?” Lin Feng laughed and helped Prince William release the demon in his heart.

Originally, Lin Feng could be a god as this lobbyist. And the effect will not be worse than William, or even better. But if Lin Feng said this and McManaman missed his shot, people would say he was letting loose and a traitor. In particular, Lin Feng had already planned to network him under his account to supplement the team's lineup. Therefore, Lin Feng asked Prince William to lobby McManaman to prevent this kind of thing from happening.

Of course, there is another reason for letting Prince William lobby, and that is division - female fans. Half of the female fans in the stands are British. Do you think so many British female fans will feel good when they hear that the prince of their own country is insulted?

Look, the stands are divided! At the same time, the cane that Queen Elizabeth just changed is also divided - her own prince is being used like this, how infuriating and hateful!

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