Chapter 5 Shocking Newcastle coaches and players!

Lu Chenfeng scored twice and scored another goal, giving the yellow team a [-]-[-] lead!

Both times were strong headers in the air!
He waved his arm with some excitement, and ran to the sidelines to celebrate with the winger who had just passed the ball.

Until now, he finally clearly felt the true level of his ability!
Leaving aside other things for now, crushing these youth team kids is just like playing, even if they are the youth team players of the Premier League team!
"Was that a header in the air just now?!"

On the sidelines, head coach Lance touched his forehead again in shock. This was the second time he did this in the first half of the game.

Both times were because of one person, Lu Chenfeng.

This player from China is about 1.8 meters tall. He is not short among football centers, but he is not very tall either.

But this kind of unstoppable lingering header really made Lens couldn't help but think of a few people.

Mr. Golden Ball Cristiano Ronaldo, Golden Bomber Klinsmann, and Klose who just broke the record of the top scorer in the World Cup last year...

Being able to make this kind of action, the player's core strength and jumping ability have reached a very terrifying level!

And now, this 17-year-old Huaxia player actually made it? !
The horror in Lance's eyes was even worse, and there was an expression of intoxication on his face, and he kept making small movements with his hands.

If you want to find a reference to compare Lance's current expression, perhaps the most perfect choice is Guardiola.

Guardiola, who was intoxicated on the sidelines after Lewandowski scored five goals in 9 minutes, probably had this expression at that time.

"Clap clap clap."

After being silent for a while, Lance clapped his hands involuntarily, trying to find someone to praise Lu Chenfeng's operation.

He looked around and found that only the black striker who had just been replaced, Davis, was beside him.

There is no doubt that Davis is unfortunate at this moment, because he has been drawn by Lance to share the joy...

"These two headers are too violent, aren't they Davies?"

Lance said with a smile, just this game has gradually made Lu Chenfeng his confidant and favorite general.

As for the thought that this Huaxia boy was not good?

Sorry, that was just a thought 10 [-] minutes ago.

10 minutes is enough for the players to conquer the arena and the head coach!

Facing coach Lance's smiling question, the black player Davis just smiled awkwardly and nodded slightly.

He is also very generous now. When he just left the field, he taunted him condescendingly. As a result, he scored two goals when he went up to Kuang Kuang!

Davis is feeling a little bit pained in the face now, and he feels that he will have no face to meet that Chinese player in the future.

Moreover, after doing so...

The position of his team's main center may not be guaranteed.

Right now, I can only hope that the head coach Lance can appreciate his speed, and is willing to let him and Lu Chenfeng form a striker combination of one high and one fast...

Although Lu Chenfeng is not very tall, his ability to compete for the top is really nothing to say.

on the field.

Same as off the court.

After Lu Chenfeng's two crushing headers, everyone completely convinced this new Huaxia on the team's first day!
Judging from their expressions, they even regarded Lu Chenfeng as the best choice for Newcastle's U18 center forward in the future!
In front of the red team goal.

It's a familiar recipe and a familiar taste.

Simpson and the goalkeeper stared at each other innocently.

After staring for a while, the goalkeeper was the first to speak dissatisfiedly: "In the first half, there were a total of three crosses in the penalty area."

"One of them was held out by my hand, and the other two times let the Chinese man score. How did you defend?"

Simpson was of course aggrieved when he heard this, but he couldn't seem to find anything to refute.

He turned his attention to his central defender partner Philip, trying to find some opportunities to shirk responsibility.

But after the other party just glanced at him plainly, he turned his eyes away completely.

"Philip, why don't you defend that Asian..."

Simpson had to switch tactics and asked to switch defenses with his partner.

"I'm not as tall as you..."

Hearing this, Philip didn't look back, but expressed his thoughts helplessly.

He is an awareness-type and speed-filling central defender, with a height of only about 178, which is considered very short for players in this position in the entire British Peninsula.

Let him defend Lu Chenfeng?

Wouldn't that be more ridiculous?

"Hey!"

Fortunately, Simpson can't speak Chinese, otherwise he would have to say something about it, it's a crime.

……

Next, the game on the court got back on track.

The first half of the game also quickly drew to a close.

In the last 2 minutes, the players of the red team launched a crazy counterattack, trying to score a goal before the end of the first half.

But the defensive players of the yellow team did not give them a chance, they held the defense line steadily, and guarded the score of [-]-[-] to the end.

"Beep!"

Soon, with coach Lens' whistle sounded, the first half came to an end.

As they walked off the field, the other players of the red team were obviously dissatisfied and angry.

Their red team has more main players, and their strength on the scene is much stronger than that of the yellow team.

So they couldn't accept the score of zero to two.

Especially the way the opponent scores, or the way they have nothing to do...

This made them a little unbalanced in their hearts, and there were some complaints in their mouths.

"They're both Asians. Look at the one on the opposite side, and then look at the one on our side, hehe..."

"It's the difference between a giant and a clown!"

"Simpson doesn't know what medicine he took wrongly recently. His performance on the back line is so weak today!"

"Did a new black girlfriend?!"

"The Asian in our midfield is really fucking useless, because of him, the lack of control in the midfield caused us to score a few goals."

"..."

Hearing the voice next to his ear, Fang Chang's face was a little ugly, but he could only recognize it.

He knew his role in Europe from the first day of scrims.

He couldn't be selected for a game, he couldn't get a professional contract, his teammates were blamed for the team's training game, and he was usually isolated and discriminated against by everyone...

This is what an Asian player like him who is not outstanding in strength has to endure in this place where strength is respected!

As for Lu Chenfeng...

Fang Chang's eyes couldn't help but glanced forward, looking at the young man with some confidence in his steps.

Obviously they came out together, but now he has a very strange feeling about it.

Perhaps, Lu Chenfeng made the right choice back then. With the strength he has shown today, he can stay in Europe!
For a moment, some envy and faint jealousy emerged in Fang Chang's heart...

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