Football: Starting from the Ronaldo Template

Chapter 91 I’ve heard enough of your ridicule, so can you shut up now? (Fourth update, please subscribe)

The 51th minute of the game.

As soon as Chu Feng received the pass from his teammate, he was tackled fiercely by Kanter and the ball was destroyed and went out of bounds.

He rubbed his face helplessly, turned his head and looked over, and found Kanter smiling at him with a very honest smile.

This guy is so difficult!

Kanter seems to always be able to predict the opponent's intentions and move ahead of time, making it easy to defend.

Chu Feng felt it firsthand, and he usually played as a left winger. Today, he suddenly played as a double center and was a little uncomfortable. He was always used to dropping back to catch the ball.

This is a very bad habit as it will cause you to get too close to Chelsea's second line of defence, thus reducing the space available.

Chu Feng secretly reminded himself.

As the possession of the ball continued to overlap, the 57th minute of the game came unknowingly.

Due to the overall formation and tactics, Chelsea only has two wings with the highest efficiency, and all qualities are relatively mediocre. Alonso is the most suitable organizational candidate.

But his characteristics have already been thoroughly studied.

Manchester United's players on the right side were approaching crazily, and at the same time, the back line was in good condition and did not give the opponent a chance to make through passes or long passes.

Valencia took advantage of Alonso's slow feet and cooperated with Pogba to complete a clean steal.

Manchester United players rush forward, and the classic Mourinho counterattack comes!

Conte, who was on the sidelines of the pitch, kept waving his hands and yelling at the top of his lungs: "Don't retreat blindly, move forward to delay Manchester United's attack!"

As a defensive expert, when he coached Juventus, he made countless fans fall asleep watching the game, so he naturally knows how to deal with quick counterattacks.

Bakayoko dives ferociously at the football.

But Pogba didn't stop at all, and used a wonderful Marseille spin to pass him.

"Pretty!"

"He is very skilled with his feet and is Manchester United's main means of getting the ball out of the backcourt!"

"Let's see how he handles it?"

Pogba did not play the ball at will, but rushed to the right rib with the ball.

This caused Kanter to fall into a brief tangle, but in the end he chose to fill in for the reckless Bakayoko.

But in the next moment.

Manchester United No. 6 and Manchester United No. 7 have completed the connection!

Chu Feng stopped the ball lightly, raised his head slightly and looked forward.

There are three people in front of him!

Azpilicueta, Christensen and Gary Cahill.

Among them, the latter has the strongest defensive ability, is good at frontal interception, and has good confrontation ability.

With this information flashing through Chu Feng's mind, he made the most correct decision in an instant.

left!

Precise and elegant continuous touches of the ball make it difficult to tell whether the foot is controlling the ball or the ball is guiding the foot.

"Defend between them! Defend between them! We must not let him pass!"

Azpilicueta suddenly felt his heart pounding and shouted subconsciously, while speeding up and rushing towards Chu Feng.

When Christensen heard this, he immediately moved, with a slight tug on his hand.

But at this moment, Chu Feng's muscles exerted force and he suddenly stepped forward.

The expressions of tens of thousands of Chelsea fans showed a bit of horror. He was obviously only one person, so why did he have such an aura of thousands of troops that it was impossible to resist.

Under the gaze of countless eyes.

Manchester United's No. 7 broke through the Blues' chain chariot with a terrifying burst of speed!

Azpilicueta and Christensen collided. Not only did they fail to intercept, but they both fell to the ground in embarrassment and could only watch Chu Feng run towards the goal.

Single sword! ! !

At this time, Courtois had not yet come to his senses. A person suddenly appeared in his field of vision, and he could only passively assume a saving posture.

Chu Feng quickly adjusted his steps and directed the ball toward the far corner, where he was good at.

boom!

The crisp sound is like the beautiful notes plucked by the strings. But it sounded very harsh to Courtois, giving people a strong sense of disgust.

A close shot, a tricky angle, and an arc.

Even the world's top goalkeepers couldn't react in such a short time.

The tens of thousands of fans at the scene only blinked and found that the football was lying quietly in the net.

Wow! ! !

Manchester United fans stood up excitedly and hugged strangers in celebration. They could not have imagined that this goal would come in such a way. It was really ecstatic.

I don’t know who shouted the name behind Manchester United’s No. 7 first, and then a deafening roar suddenly sounded from the away stands.

"Chu!!!"

"Chu!!!"

"Chu!!!"

After scoring the goal, Chu Feng felt that his long-standing anger had found an outlet.

He ran frantically to the side of the pitch, faced the tens of thousands of Chelsea fans in the home stands, and put a finger to his lips.

I've heard enough of your taunts, so can you shut up now?

Chelsea fans naturally did not allow themselves to be provoked, making various international gestures of friendship and swearing constantly.

"You should shut up!"

"go to hell!"

"You are a piece of trash!"

The insults came like a violent storm, seeming to swallow people up.

But Chu Feng felt very relaxed, and his posture became more and more upright, like a pine and cypress standing in the wind and rain, standing firmly in place.

Suddenly a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

Mourinho.

Although it looks a little desolate, it is full of strength and uses its body to block everything out.

Chu Feng's heart suddenly twitched, and he silently took two steps forward, shoulder to shoulder with the person in front of him, and showed his white teeth to the tens of thousands of Chelsea fans.

Then he turned around and said with a smile: "Coach, how's it going? Isn't my goal cool?"

"He is indeed handsome!"

Mourinho looked back, his smile mixed with mixed emotions.

When the Manchester United fans next door saw the Chelsea fans insulting their own players in such a way, Chu Feng, who grew up in the Manchester United youth training camp and then put on the honorary No. 7 jersey, instantly turned red.

"London bitches, you are fucking rubbish!"

"Shut your stinky mouth!"

"Cockneys, open your eyes and take a good look, this is Manchester United No. 7!"

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The fans of the two teams immediately started a fierce scolding battle. They refused to give in to each other and saw spit flying in the stands.

At this time, LeTV Sports Live Room.

"Manchester United's No. 6's exquisite pass, Manchester United's No. 7's solo breakthrough!"

"Chu Feng did not waste the opportunity created by his teammates, overturned Chelsea's defense and scored a beautiful goal!"

"This is a reflection of personal ability and the result of teamwork!"

"In the 57th minute of the game, Manchester United equalized the score and the two sides returned to the same starting line!"

"And Xiao Chu's number of goals in the Premier League has also reached 10. You must know that the league only lasts 12 rounds, which is very efficient!"

Zhan Jun's passionate voice came out, and anyone could feel the excitement, and the same was true for the fans in the live broadcast room, flooding the screen with barrages.

(End of this chapter)