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Chapter 37 European Football
Yang Feng broke the door!Shinji Kagawa breaks the goal!
Although Yang Feng scored one more goal, Shinji Kagawa is not a center forward, and scoring goals is not his main task, and judging from the specific performance of the game, the performance of the two is evenly matched.

While they were shining brightly, another "Asian No.1" ushered in the darkest moment of his career.

Hamburg continued its recent home weakness, losing to Stuttgart 0-4, nearly 5 home games with 3 losses and 2 draws. Sun Xingmin came off the bench in 9 minutes, doing nothing.

The Japanese media never expected that Sun Xingmin, who was regarded by them as the main threat, was becoming more and more mediocre, but the sudden emergence of Yang Feng could keep pace with his favorite man without knowing it.

During this period of time, probably only Yang Feng himself knew that if the so-called "Asian No.1" battle was a game, then Kagawa Shinji was only his opponent in the first half, and the second half belonged to Sun Xingmin, and Sun Xingmin Much scarier than Shinji Kagawa.

He understands that whoever wins first is not considered a winner, so when the reporter from Nihong asked him to comment on Sun Xingmin with a gloating expression at the press conference after the game, Yang Feng couldn't find it in his tone. Any contempt or ridicule.

There is one thing to say, if there is no plug-in, I am not even worthy of carrying shoes for others, so I have no right to laugh at others.

"I really pay attention to Sun Xingmin. His talent is definitely the top in Asia, but he still needs time to grow. Not every player is Ronaldo. Once he debuts, he is at the peak. Give Sun Xingmin some time, and he will surprise the world one day... ..."

These words sounded good, even a little nasty, but they were full of ridicule and malice in the ears of the South Korean reporter.

Sun Xingmin is 19 years old and Yang Feng is 18 years old. If these words are said by others, there is nothing wrong with them, but if Yang Feng said them, there are many things that can be interpreted.

Xiaoben quietly wrote him a note: "China Maple has more than Ronaldo", "Yang Feng: Sun Xingmin still needs to grow up to catch up with me", "Yang Feng: My opponent is only Shinji Kagawa"...

The German media is not interested in the internal disputes in Asia. After the Neon media finished asking questions, they couldn't wait to ask him the first question.

"You have scored more goals than Raul, do you think you are more worthy of a starting position than him?"

"Raul's contribution and help to the team cannot be reflected by scoring," Yang Feng glanced at the hostile reporter, "Every player hopes to start, but only ten players can start each game. One person, how to arrange it is the coach's business, all I have to do is to cherish every minute on the court, whether it is a starter or a substitute."

"Hi Yang Feng, we meet again." Zhang Li didn't get the chance to ask questions until now. "First of all, I wish you a happy birthday, and then congratulations on your goal and record breaking. Finally, I want to ask on behalf of the domestic fans, are you going to ask?" Ready to join the national team?"

Yang Feng frowned, "Of course I hope to play for my country, but I'm a player of Schalke 04, and my focus is still on the club's games."

He didn't want to mention that he hadn't received the call from the national team, as if he was wronged.

Zhang Li still wanted to ask more questions, but seeing Yang Feng's obviously gloomy face, he wisely chose to stop, "Okay, then I wish you success, and hope to see you scoring goals for the national team as soon as possible." one day."

The national football team has already confirmed that they will miss the 2014 World Cup in Brazil, and Gao Hongbo has also been dismissed from get out of class sadly. There are no games this year except for some international warm-up matches.

Afterwards, the two reporters surrounded Yang Feng and asked questions. The Freiburg coach's face was not very good-looking, but Stevens kept smiling.

Yang Feng is definitely the most popular fried chicken in the Bundesliga. Since he brought Yang Feng to the press conference, he had already foreseen this scene, and he didn't have the consciousness of being robbed of the limelight at all.

Leaving Freiburg and returning to Gerkiesenchen, the team disbanded on the spot. Yang Feng was carried by several teammates to a local bar called "Bristow".

According to Draxler, "Birthdays can be without cake, but not without beer."

The bar was full, and they were already recognized.

Everyone is always extra tolerant to the winners and welcomes them with applause.

Jones skillfully found the bar owner, and after saying hello, several people were taken to a special private room.

Yang Feng said: "Do you come here often? Is this your private room?"

Draxler gave an answer that surprised Yang Feng: "It's not his, it's the team's. This is the box specially reserved for us by the assistant coach."

Yang Feng had a ghostly expression on his face, "...I look easy to deceive?"

"Hey man, I told you, you gotta get out and about instead of being in that boring apartment of yours all day," Draxler poured him a full glass, "I know your country What kind of players are you, you can't drink, you can't touch women, you can't entertain, you can only train, right? But it's different here, this is Germany, this is Europe, we don't advocate devoting all our time to training, We have our own lives and we need something other than football, mentally and physically, and I think you know what I mean."

"You seem to have misunderstood Chinese players, but I understand what you mean," Yang Feng nodded. "Drinking doesn't ruin a player, drinking too much does."

Papadopoulos snapped his fingers, "Yes, that's the truth, you have to learn to adapt, brother, you have to know that many coaches also come from players, they know what we need, and they also know our pressure , the private room here is booked by the coach, and our drink is a low-alcohol cocktail specially prepared by the coach, and the boss will come to inform us to go back when the time is about to come - of course, it's up to you whether to listen or not, you don't want to He can't drive you out even if you leave."

These are unspoken rules. The coach will not tell you clearly that you can go for a drink after the game to release stress. He will only ask you to participate in training on time, let the physical coach assess your physical fitness on time, and let the team doctor check your health regularly. Weight, not controlling you like your parents.

Schalke 04 had a scandal last season in which players partyed in bars until four or five o'clock in the morning, and it was at the worst time for the team, but then coach Magath made it clear that as long as the players can come back on time Just participate in training and show the state you should have. It doesn't matter when you go home for the night.

Since Ronaldo's menu was exposed, everyone's requirements for players seem to have become stricter. Professional training teams, nutritious meals that are accurate enough to calculate the weight in grams, stay away from alcohol and women, etc., seem to be unable to do these things It's like not being worthy of being a player, but if this standard is really followed, I am afraid that many players would rather not play football for the rest of their lives.

The reason why Yang Feng doesn't go out to fool around is not purely because of self-discipline, but because of his sullen personality, he is not interested in alcohol and tobacco, and instinctively rejects it. But it really made him live like a robot, he couldn't eat this one, he couldn't drink that one, and everything was like anti-virus, which was enough for everyone.

"Hey man! Let us know your energy isn't just on the court!"

"Understood now? Go to the dance floor and find out if there is a girl you like. You don't need me to assist you in picking up girls, right?"

"I'm poor as a dog right now, a bitch."

"Come on, you'll be the richest of us soon."

　How about writing a Neptune?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)