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Chapter 112 Seven to zero bloodbath of Newcastle!John Carver directly resigned!
"Shelvey! What the hell are you doing, how could that position make him suddenly start!"

"You're still chatting with him? Do you know this is an important league game?"

"Would you like to stop talking for a while and express your respect and admiration for him?"

Newcastle's coach, John Carver, had just suppressed the anger in his heart and didn't want to blame Shelvey.

But at this moment, the corner kick brought by Shelvey's mistake was scored by the opponent again, and he could no longer suppress it.

I was already annoyed, seeing players still making mistakes.

Anyway, John Carver feels that he won't be able to stay in Newcastle for long, so let's just vent enough in this game!

The Newcastle players on the field all lowered their heads in fear and walked back to their positions.

Shelvey listened to the figure off the court, thinking about the super mistake he had just gone to ask for the jersey, his whole mentality was completely collapsed.

He doesn't want to kick anymore.

Not every iron waist with a rough playing style can have the mentality of a warrior.

Even a true warrior cannot maintain a firm belief from beginning to end.

Most people are like this.

Sometimes, when you feel the huge gap between you and your opponent and you know it's just torture, it really breaks down.

In competitive sports, not many people enjoy being abused.

It's only been four or ten minutes since the game, and five and ten minutes of jail time...

Thinking of this in his heart, Shelvey couldn't help feeling even more helpless, and directly looked up at the sky.

Come to an end.

He missed his wife who was still waiting at home, and his little daughter who was just born.

"Shhhhhhh..."

Some playful whistles sounded again, aimed at the angry John Carver on the coach's seat.

These neutral fans are really happy today. They came here just to see John Carver's jokes, but they watched enough in the first half.

"Look at that clown, still blaming his own players."

"Hahahahaha."

"Why do I have a feeling that after this game is over, even if the Newcastle executives don't fire him, his mentality will not be able to handle it anymore, and he may resign by himself."

"Who knows."

"..."

In the Newcastle stands on the sidelines, the fans were immersed, and no one made any more noise.

They are completely tired and don't want to make any more comments on the damn coach.

But the disgust and hatred in everyone's eyes is very obvious, and they haven't seen this in many seasons.

That's really a superstar sent for nothing!

The result was so wasted by John Carver!

What the hell is a discerning eye!
Originally, they all thought that they could meet another Alan Shearer, or a superstar better than Alan Shearer.

Let Newcastle, whose performance has declined for more than ten years, return to the strong team position in the Premier League.

The results of it……

They could only sit in the stands and watch the striker ravage their defenders time and time again, breaking their goals and soaring through St. James' Park as opponents.

on the playing field.

"Beep!"

Soon, Newcastle's players sent out the center circle ball again and started to organize the attack.

This period is actually in the most difficult period of the team. There is no assistance from the local tyrants in the Middle East in the later stage, and the team does not have much money to buy top players.

Like Almiron and Trippier, who were well-known and loved by Chinese fans in the later period, they bought them one after another later.

Under the huge gap in strength, coupled with Lu Chenfeng's two goals that completely destroyed his mentality, coupled with the eyes of the fans of the home team who hate iron and steel.

These Newcastle players were almost exhausted, and naturally they couldn't keep possession of the ball for long on the court.

Almost in less than 30 seconds, the football returned to the feet of Manchester United.

Manchester United's players continued to launch a fierce attack in the frontcourt, and it seemed that they would not give up without scoring a few more goals today.

With the winning streak in the league, they have already begun to enjoy this kind of big win!

Right now they just pinched a soft persimmon, Newcastle United, how could they let it go!

Thanks to the good performance of the Newcastle United goalkeeper for the next period of time, Newcastle was able to hold the score of zero to two before halftime.

In fact, it will make people feel a little funny to say it, who would defend a lagging score.

But with the state of the Newcastle United players today, they really don't have the slightest mentality to attack again.

Doing a good job of defending and not conceding more balls is their best result.

Not long after, outside Newcastle's locker room.

Head coach John Carver and assistant coaches finally came over and let the players enter the locker room.

However, the current atmosphere of this coaching team seems to be a bit wrong.

"calm down……"

"Mr John Carver, it's just a normal Premier League game, don't think too much about it."

"It's really unnecessary..."

All the assistant coaches are following John Carver's ass, persuading and flattering.

"I really can't take it anymore, you don't need to persuade me, I will resign after this game is over, there is no need to discuss!"

John Carver shook his hand angrily, and strode towards the locker room.

"No, Mr. John Carver, if you resign, what shall we do..." an assistant coach said bitterly.

"Come with me, or I will intercede with the higher-ups, and I will go alone, and you will stay to assist the coach who is coming next."

John Carver said recklessly, but what he said was completely unrealistic.

Each head coach has his own basically fixed coaching team!

The coaches who came later would not accept these people they were not familiar with at all!
As soon as he leaves, these people will either go to the low-level leagues to find opportunities, or they will lose their jobs directly!
Even if John Carver himself could bear this huge gap, the people under him couldn't bear it either.

"Mr. John Carver..."

The assistant coach wanted to persuade, but was stopped by John Carver's angry voice, "Enough!"

After saying this, John Carver ignored the coaching team behind him and broke into the locker room.

During this period, in fact, at the level of a Premier League coach, he knew that he must appease the mentality of the players and regain the confidence of these players who had lost their fighting spirit.

But John Carver really didn't have that mood anymore, he just wanted to vent himself.

"What did you play in the first half?"

"Shervey, Newcastle spent 600 million euros to bring you here, and this is what you delivered?!"

"There are still many top players in the Premier League. Do you want to lose your position every game and watch your opponent score goals?"

John Carver's move undoubtedly added fuel to the fire. The locker room, which was originally silent, was even more audible at this moment, and no one made a sound.

It's eerily quiet here, and it's hard to think of a large group of prominent millionaires sitting there.

"Keep going, keep losing the ball in midfield, keep getting United to play a fantastic game."

"You can respect your opponents a bit more, really, let them ride on your heads and score a few more goals."

"If I remember correctly, the record of conceding goals in a single game in the Premier League is nine. I think if you play better, you can challenge it."

John Carver's voice continued to sound, constantly hammering the mentality of the players, making their heads lower and lower.

Every player's fists are clenched, but in their profession, conflict with the head coach is a taboo.

They have to live with it.

At this moment, many players wanted to return to the field.

Rather than listening to this incompetent coach babbling here, it is better to continue to play against Manchester United...

"This is simply a disgraceful game. Your family, children, wives, friends, and every Newcastle fan will feel shame for you!"

John Carver left the last words and walked out of the locker room.

Of course, the score of two to zero is far from being a disgrace, even if the ball possession rate is terribly low, there are almost no shots.

Shame on this, just John Carver's own feelings.

Because he suffered too much criticism from Newcastle fans and ridicule from fans of other teams today.

His mentality collapsed, and with it, the mentality of these players who will talk about it also collapsed.

"call……"

After John Carver left, the breathing of many players couldn't help but become heavy. The moment just now really made them suffocate.

The heart bed left for them will also be incurable.

For the next 10 minutes or so, no one spoke, and the atmosphere went through the intermission in a weird way.

When the referee blew his whistle, the players who were still starting on the court stepped onto the court.

in the stadium.

When the players from both sides come back, the second half of the game will start soon.

"Oppression! Watch out for oppression!"

"Let's go together and block their return route."

Manchester United's players swept forward with a strong momentum and rushed forward to continue to press Newcastle's backcourt.

With just two passes, Newcastle lost possession.

They became more timid on the court, afraid of making mistakes, and completely unable to play football.

"boom."

For Manchester United, Pogba took on the role of initiating the attack, and he passed the ball to Lu Chenfeng in the center position.

Lu Chenfeng passed the ball without stopping, and passed the ball to Rooney's position on the wing.

Rooney glanced into the penalty area, and then sent a kick to the vicinity of the back point.

At the end, Martial jumped in at high speed, striving for his fourth Premier League goal this season.

"boom!!"

At the moment when the Newcastle defender was stunned, Martial ran in front of him, kicked the football out of the net!

Three to zero!
Martial scored his fourth Premier League goal of the season!
He was also very excited when he scored the goal, rushed to Rooney who had just passed the ball, and jumped on Rooney in one step.

Even if the opponent is Newcastle, whose mentality has collapsed, you must know that this game is a Premier League game no matter what aspect it is!
After the season, the data of the Premier League is entered!
Martial wants to refresh his single-season record, of course he is very excited after scoring, and will look for opportunities to score again.

Such a mentality with a strong fighting spirit, coupled with Newcastle United, which has been collectively defeated, did not make Martial wait too long for the second goal.

Just four minutes later, two minutes into the game.

"boom."

After Lu Chenfeng intercepted Shelvey's pass, he handed the ball to Martial on the wing.

Martial showed his full strength in dribbling this time. He first stepped on a bicycle and passed the opponent's full-back, and then used a false shot to smash the ball to deduction the opponent's central defender.

"boom!"

Then, he completed a powerful left-footed volley in the penalty area.

The football passed the Newcastle goalkeeper's hand and flew into the net!
Four to zero!
This is a massacre, a war of annihilation, a mass extinction!

Martial rushed to Lu Chenfeng who sent him the pass again, and he was even more looking forward to whether his first hat-trick in his career would come in this game.

The Newcastle goalkeeper picked the ball out of the goal with a lonely face, and kicked it back to the center circle.

He doesn't have the mentality to play now, and he doesn't have the mentality to criticize the defender's defense.

All Newcastle players hope that time will pass and this game will be over.

John Carver on the sidelines sat on the coach's seat, looking at everything on the field with a blank expression, but there was a feeling of absence in the depths of his eyes.

After halftime, he was completely swallowed up by his own pride, which led to the team's complete rout in the second half.

For a moment, he regretted it, but then he was occupied by other thoughts.

The game scene in front of him has become a bit blurred, and only the loud curses of the fans behind him are left in his ears, and the thud of water bottles that have been dropped continuously hitting the awning of the coach's bench.

This is a somewhat illusory state, and sometimes people feel this way when their attention has completely dissipated.

Under this feeling, you feel that you are the only one left in the whole world, and everything else is fake.

In such a state, time naturally passed quickly.

"boom!!"

When John Carver drew his attention back again, there was another muffled sound that ran through the audience.

This was a long-range shot that Rooney had planned for a long time outside the penalty area. The quality of the shot was very high, and it flew into the net while rubbing against the right side of the goal.

"Oh oh oh oh oh……"

The Manchester United fans on the sidelines cheered, celebrating their old captain's long scoring drought.

John Carver glanced at his watch subconsciously, only 6 minutes had passed in the second half.

The team has fallen behind zero to five...

The assistant coaches beside them looked angry and helpless, constantly looking forward to what the coach in front of them could do.

But John Carver just sat on the bench by himself, staring at the field in a daze.

The nightmare of the Newcastle people is not over at all, and Manchester United's offensive on the field continues to rush towards their backcourt like a tide.

Their defenders seem to have lost their ability to defend, and almost every attack by Manchester United will end with a shot.

Game No.704 minutes.

Martial dribbled the ball on the wing and advanced at high speed, Manchester United made a comeback!

He took a look at the position in the middle, and when he saw that there was a lot of space in front of Lu Chenfeng, he passed the ball near Lu Chenfeng's left foot.

Shelvey, who was behind Lu Chenfeng, dragged his exhausted body, reluctantly followed, ready to put some pressure on Lu Chenfeng.

But after Lu Chenfeng received the football, he simply squeezed backwards, and Shelvey, who was very tired, staggered and fell to the ground.

"boom!!"

Afterwards, Lu Chenfeng raised his bow and set an arrow outside Newcastle's penalty area, and used his left foot to strike the ground, heading towards the far corner of the goal.

The Newcastle goalkeeper struggled to save the far corner, and today he seems to have become the busiest person on the field.

Leaving aside the five conceded goals, he has at least about eight saves.

But for this ball, even if he threw the bottom side of his body at full speed, it did not prevent its fate from falling into the net.

The ball is scored again!

"Yeahhhhh...!!!"

The Manchester United fans in the stands raised their hands high, everyone blushed, celebrating Lu Chenfeng's hat-trick excitedly.

After Lu Chenfeng scored the goal, he was not too excited, but ran to the sidelines slowly, and hugged Martial who had just sent a pass.

And behind him, the arrival of the sixth conceded goal made all the Newcastle players lie on the ground, unwilling to get up for a long time.

When the referee's whistle blew, calling them back to the middle circle to kick off, they stood up with difficulty one after another.

This is zero to six!
How long has it been since they lost such a big score!
What a shame!

Some Newcastle fans on the sidelines have begun to cry, especially some children who have weak emotional control, or old men who have supported this team for almost a lifetime.

There were more or less tears in the corners of their eyes, and they even closed their eyes and no longer wanted to look towards the field.

"I checked his statistics. Counting this goal, there are 23 goals in the [-] rounds, and there are still [-] goals to break our Andy Cole's scoring record..."

The Newcastle fans who are still rational are not in a better mood at the moment. Their eyes are all focused on Lu Chenfeng off the field, with very complicated expressions.

The Premier League scoring record in a single season is 34 goals, shared by their team's Andy Cole and Blackburn's Alan Shearer.

Alan Shearer later became a member of Newcastle and spent several wonderful seasons here.

It is conceivable that Newcastle, which once had two top strikers, was so beautiful from the end of the last century to the beginning of this century!
The fans at that time were really happy every day. Even if they had no money, they had to go to the taverns in the city every day to chat with other fans about their recent status!
At that stage, they also met countless players who dreamed of being a Premier League shooter, came to Newcastle to live a life of poverty, and looked forward to entering St. James' Park through trial training to play football!

Most of the fans of the old Magpies all over the world were accumulated during that period.

But in the past ten years or so, they never imagined that the Newcastle player who had been released would turn into another super striker when he came back.

Not only led Manchester United to kick them six goals, but he was about to break the scoring records of the two Newcastle legends!
"call……"

Many Newcastle fans looked desperate, and they no longer wanted to stay on the court.

They thought it might be a defeat, but they didn't expect such a massacre.

"Andy Cole's record will be broken, and our Newcastle's share in the Premier League will become even smaller."

"Yes, that period of glorious history will be forgotten one after another."

"If he is still our player, it would be great to break that record in our club, it can be regarded as a kind of inheritance..."

"Hey!"

At this moment, the banter and ridicule on the faces of the more than 2 neutral fans in the stadium gradually disappeared and became silent.

They are now substituting some Newcastle fans and players, which is really cruel...

If you laugh again at this time, your merit will be deducted.

Some fans with a strong sense of substitution even have some embarrassing and unbearable expressions on their faces.

stop hitting stop hitting...

It feels like Newcastle has really become a laughingstock this season...

This Manchester United game is too violent!

Lu Chenfeng is too violent!

Many fans who have never played Manchester United can't help but think of their own team, what if there is such a big defeat at that time...

Then maybe they will be like Newcastle fans, with tears in the corners of their eyes.

But certainly not as ruthless as Newcastle fans.

Because the one who defeated them with his own hands today was the person released by their club.

…………

on the field.

When all the Newcastle players stand up and prepare to kick off again.

A figure still lying on the ground caught everyone's attention.

I saw that Shelvey, who had fallen to the ground in a confrontation with Lu Chenfeng just now, still didn't stand up at this moment, lying on the ground holding his shoulders in pain.

"Are you okay, where are you hurt?"

The captain of the team, the central defender, immediately stepped forward to inquire, looking at Shelvey with some concern.

"Change, change."

Shelvey didn't say much else, and made a gesture of substitution towards the off-court, which seemed to be in unbearable pain.

The other players also looked down the field, at their coach.

In the coach's seat.

"Let Pacino go up."

John Carver said something lightly, and then he didn't care about anything else.

He probably guessed in his heart that Shelvey probably didn't want to play anymore and wanted to avoid everything on the field, so he pretended to be injured.

Because of the impact he just had, it didn't look that serious at all.

But now, who cares?

Anyway, he doesn't care anymore, if he doesn't want to play, he can't play, let's end.

The assistant coach next to him finally couldn't help asking when he saw that a substitution was about to be made.

"Aren't you going to make some adjustments?"

They really can't stand it anymore, there is still time in the game, and it is possible to score one or two goals if this continues.

At least show your attitude, make some defensive adjustments, or go out and play to see if you can score a face-saving goal.

"No."

John Carver said a simple sentence, and then immersed himself in his own world.

This may be his last Premier League coaching career.

After hearing this, the surrounding assistant coaches immediately collapsed on the seats, without any hope.

It seems that John Carver has given up on going.

On the side, Manchester United's coach seat.

Mourinho called three substitute players to warm up, preparing to make a big rotation adjustment to the team, so that players who usually don't have a chance can come on the court to experience the game.

With a hearty smile on his face, he is obviously very satisfied with the performance of the players today.

It stands to reason that the head coach at this time should explain to the players on the field, save some face for the opponent, and prevent the game from going completely out of control.

But Mourinho didn't. He didn't have such a stable personality in this period.

Madman still retains the passion and drive for football when he debuted.

Just hit it, you keep dropping the ball, do you want to blame us for being too good?
How can there be such a thing?
"Martial is in full swing today."

Mourinho was still smiling, chatting with the assistant coach beside him, "This player can be well trained in the future."

"If this season grows a lot and can be used as a sharp sword on the left in the future, then our lineup will be perfect."

In fact, he still had some mistrust of Martial on the left at the beginning, and planned to solve this problem through signings in the winter window of this season or the summer window of next season.

But after seeing Martial's completely confident game today, he felt that there was nothing wrong with him.

"Yes, after he goes back, he has to find a nutritionist to strictly control his diet, and he also needs to have an assistant coach to follow him for physical and technical training."

The assistant coach on the side nodded, agreeing with Mourinho's opinion, "The players are still very young and have a lot of room for improvement."

"Yeah." Mourinho nodded, and then looked towards the field again.

The game has restarted, and Newcastle's players are tired of holding the ball and may lose it at any time.

"Thirteen rounds, 23 goals, six assists, an efficiency of more than two goals per game..."

Another assistant coach spoke from the side again, with a somewhat intoxicated expression on his face, "This Huaxia man, if he keeps in this state, he can make history by the end of the season."

"I even have the opportunity to compete with Melo for the goal award, and I am classified as a player of that level."

"Mourinho, what do you think? How has he played during this time?"

Speaking of this, Mourinho also had a look of disbelief on his face, "Incomparable."

"In the 1617 season, there were no two national team competitions, the European Cup and America's Cup, and the World Cup is still more than a year away."

The assistant coach added: "This change of direction can make up for one of his blanks in the selection and increase the probability of winning."

"The only pity is that this season is the Europa League, not the Champions League."

"If one of Ronaldo and Messi wins the Champions League, the Ballon d'Or will be much more competitive."

"No." Regarding this statement, Mourinho shook his head, with a face full of conviction, "In all the top competitive leagues in the world, the number of goals scored by strikers at their peak is 30+."

"This is already considered a very good level."

"If Lu Chenfeng raises this item to 40+, then he will have unparalleled competitiveness in this year. Ronaldo and Messi not only have to play brilliant statistics, but also have to win the Champions League to be able to win. .”

"If he raises this item to 50+, then he will appear as an epoch-making player. Even if someone wins the Champions League, he will not be able to compare with him."

Having said that, Mourinho turned his head away, shrugged and said, "Before this, have you ever seen someone who scored more than 20 goals in thirteen rounds?"

"And the honor of the Golden Globe is still blank for Asian players. The organizers need to find a player who has achieved it and improve his reputation and tolerance around the world."

"So I think if Lu Chenfeng can score more than [-] goals and add a Europa League and Premier League title, he will basically be stable."

"Now it's up to us at Manchester United to see if there is any hope of giving him some help."

After listening to Mourinho's analysis, the assistant coaches beside him pondered for a while, and finally found that what they said was indeed all right.

They used some common selection criteria before to calculate Lu Chenfeng's competitiveness this year.

But has a player like Lu Chenfeng appeared in football before?
No!

He can't even be said to be uncommon, he has never appeared at all!
Such an epoch-making player, even if he is short of the Champions League, how far is the competitiveness from Melo?

"If he takes it, the youngest record will be broken again..."

Someone sighed, and there was a little excitement in his expression.

The player I worked with turned out to be such an epoch-making player.

This will also allow them to change direction and have some brilliance.

On the court, the game continued.

Newcastle's substitutions were quickly completed, and Manchester United's substitutions were also completed shortly thereafter.

It was Lu Chenfeng Ibrahimovic and Rooney again, these three Manchester United players who needed to be protected in the frontcourt, walked off the pitch.

Martial Pogba continued to stay on the court to attack.

When Lu Chenfeng came off the field, he passed by Newcastle's coach seat and couldn't help but glance at John Carver.

In the end, he saw the coach with a confused face, staring at his thighs in a daze. He no longer had the grace of the past, and it seemed that the defense line in his heart had already collapsed.

Seeing this, Lu Chenfeng couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

He met the manager for the first time just a season ago when he was away to Liverpool with the Newcastle youth squad as a freshman.

At that time, he was wearing a very gentleman's overcoat, with his hands in his pockets, and walked over with a special temperament.

If you had to find a word for this special temperament, it might be the temperament of the first team, the temperament of the Premier League.

At that time, Lu Chenfeng, like other Newcastle youth team players, was excited about the arrival of the first-team coach, and he was also whispering in his mouth.

"Look, it's the head coach of the first team!"

"It's Mr. John Carver!"

Thinking of this, Lu Chenfeng couldn't help but smile a few times.

Not to mention anything else, I really miss those days in the youth team.

At that time, there were no influences from all off-court factors, and there were no criticisms and images. It was enough to play football every day and joke with teammates.

Standing on the glamorous field now, but occasionally face greater pressure, which makes people a little tired.

Time flies so fast...

Now he has grown into a world-class striker, and he is going to compete for those top honors.

And because of the pressure brought by the outside world, Mr. John Carver gave himself a fatal blow today, completely dissipating his former demeanor.

Lu Chenfeng sighed in his heart, didn't think about it any more, and walked to the bench.

He has no conflict with John Carver, but competitive sports are very contradictory.

There are always people who completely disappear from people's field of vision, and there are always newcomers who come out one after another.

"boom!!"

Just as he returned to his seat and sat down, Lu Chenfeng heard a violent volley.

Looking back, the football has fallen into the net, and Martial's handsome back is already running towards the sidelines.

Seven to zero!
Newcastle completely defeated!

Martial also completed a hat-trick.

"Beep! Beep! Beep—!"

A few minutes later, the referee blew the whistle to end the game.

The score of seven to zero was set on the scoreboard, which made many Newcastle fans cry even more sadly.

Mourinho walked to the sidelines, shook hands with a slightly confused John Carver, and then went to the press conference with him.

This time, he brought Lu Chenfeng with him.

Soon, at the press conference, the media's long guns and short guns against John Carver came out again.

"Mr. John Carver, do you regret letting Morrowind walk?"

"Seven to zero score, Mr. John Carver, does this put you under great pressure now?"

"Why didn't you make a substitution in the whole game except for the injury? Do you want to take absolute responsibility for this big defeat?"

"Lu Chenfeng returned to St. James' Park and scored three goals. How did John Carver feel about that?"

"..."

Hearing the question after question ringing in his ears, John Carver only felt a little dizzy.

He kept his mouth shut, didn't say a word, and sat quietly on the spot.

It wasn't until the reporters off the field were all quiet that he slowly opened his mouth: "I take full responsibility for the team's failure. The players are fine. There is a problem with my mentality."

Then, he also revealed a very shocking news.

"This is my last game at Newcastle and I will resign as Newcastle coach after the game."

"This is a unilateral decision and has nothing to do with Newcastle's top management. I will have a good talk with them after the game and terminate the contract."

"Next, I will rest for a while, go out to spend a vacation with my wife and children, and return to football if I have the opportunity in the future."

After saying these words, John Carver didn't intend to stay away from the press conference anymore. He stood up directly, regardless of the reporters with shocked expressions, and prepared to walk out the door.

Before leaving, he seemed to suddenly remember something and turned around.

"Come on, kid."

I saw him walking towards Lu Chenfeng unexpectedly again, stretched out his hand and clapped Lu Chenfeng, smiled, and then walked out, his back looked a little lonely.

There was an uproar at the scene, and the head coach of the Premier League publicly announced his resignation at the post-match press conference. This kind of thing is too rare.

The vast majority of coaches cherish the opportunity to coach in the Premier League, and almost all Premier League coaches who leave the team are fired.

This kind of direct resignation is rare.

But combined with everything that happened on the court today, the reporters can understand it.

John Carver, who seems overwhelmed, still failed to survive this season...

"Mr. Lu Chenfeng, so far, your Premier League goals have reached 23. This is what you scored in the [-]th round of the game. It is incredible."

"What are the goalscoring expectations at the end of the season and will it continue in the league?"

The reporters were not too sorry. After all, Lu Chenfeng, who came back from the Golden Globe Awards Ceremony today, also had a lot of news to discover.

"I think it will always be in good shape." Lu Chenfeng was still a little surprised by John Carver's actions just now. After hearing the reporter's question, he put his mind back and said, "The expectation at the end of the season is more than [-] goals."

"The fantastic team-mates at Manchester United and the help of Coach Mourinho gave me the confidence to do this."

Fifty goals!
That will completely create a record that no one can break later!
This is Lu Chenfeng's expectation for his first full top league career!
"High expectations, but we look forward to seeing you through."

Although the reporters felt a little choked, they really didn't have any doubts.

A person who completed half of the thirteen rounds, why don't you believe that he won't score fifty goals by the end of the season...

When that day comes, the whole football world will feel a little trembling again, and the news will fly all over the sky.

"Mr. Mourinho, at the beginning of the season, the team has achieved a [-]-game winning streak in the Premier League, tying Arsenal's previous winning streak."

"Just one more walk and it will break the Premier League record."

"Have you paid attention to this matter?"

"Of course I know." Mourinho's face was relatively flat, and he said according to his inner thoughts, "As for paying attention, I didn't pay too much attention."

"The team is in a very good state now, and we have come through one tough game after another. I believe that as long as we keep looking forward, this record number will become even more terrifying."

His answer this time seemed relatively normal, because he was really in a good mood today.

What coach can refuse his team to complete a [-]-[-] victory against the fierce Premier League?

Next, the press conference continued, all about some questions about the game.

Until the end of the press conference, a famous reporter released a message.

"Mr. Lu Chenfeng, we have noticed that you have been the spokesperson for Nike and Audi in the Asia-Pacific region."

"Now there are only a few days left before the sales data feedback in December. Do you think the sales will increase by then?"

"In other words, do you think the two companies will lose money, and do you have that much influence in the Asia-Pacific region?"

This question is a question outside the football field, but he is also very interesting to many people.

What kind of existence is Lu Chenfeng in Asia?
He has broken the records of so many Asian players, can he increase the sales of the two brands by himself?
Is it to prove his commercial value through this time, or to persuade the endorsement company after quitting?

"I don't know that either."

Faced with such a question, Lu Chenfeng could only smile slightly, "We'll wait and see."

He did have some expectations.

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ps: The readers all know that they are afraid of catching a cold, and they are not in good condition today, so they only change [-].

(End of this chapter)