Football: The King of Efficiency, the Ball Must Go in the Small Penalty Area

Back to the training ground the next day.

Today's training ground is still the same as yesterday.

Everyone doesn't have much to say.

Even Constant, who likes to chat and talk, doesn't talk much today.

In this way, the team's mood seems to be affected by the two wounded Perlisier and Cesar.

Training is over.

The teammates all packed up and prepared to leave.

However, they saw that Xu Feng was still practicing at the training ground.

"Xu Feng, let's go eat something delicious together!"

Constant shouted at the door of the training ground.

"You go, I'll practice for a while."

Xu Feng wiped the sweat from his face and didn't look back.

Constant shook his head and left first with his teammates.

Head coach Decree watched Xu Feng in training from a distance, with a complicated expression on his face.

the next day.

It's still regular training today.

Xu Feng found that the mood of his teammates seemed to be much better today.

During training, many people also began to chat and laugh.

Constant, who talked a lot, also began to joke about his teammates frequently.

Could it be that their negative emotions finally dissipated over time?

This is good news, and adjusting your emotions is the most important thing.

Xu Feng felt a little comfort in his heart.

Only the mood of the teammates adjusted.

The team is in full condition to face AC Milan.

after training.

Teammates are still discovering.

Xu Feng moved a few baskets of soccer balls and practiced shooting on the training ground.

"Xu Feng, don't work so hard today, let's go out to eat together!"

Xu Feng turned his head and smiled, and said, "You guys go, I'll sweat a little more."

Constant approached and asked, "You're not going to the restaurant again, are you?"

"If you eat there all day, you're going to vomit."

"Have you been eating at the C-class window lately? You are too strict with yourself!"

The C-level window is the nickname of Chievo players for a window in the club's restaurant.

Chievo's restaurant is divided into three windows.

Different set menus and food are offered separately.

Players divide the three windows into three levels: A, B, and C according to their tastes.

Grade A means that the taste is alright and delicious, but eating too much will make you tired, and it will not help the body very much.

Grade B is medium in taste, barely edible, but basically you won’t eat this for two consecutive days, which will help maintain your physical fitness.

Grade C is the type of boiled chicken breast.

It can't be called a meal, and you can swallow it once every once in a while.

No eating experience.

But for professional athletes, it is the best diet for the body.

If you really insist on eating it as a meal, it will definitely drive people crazy.

But what is unexpected is that Xu Feng has often insisted on eating at the C-level window during this period of time.

This extreme self-discipline makes Chievo's players admire.

"You guys go eat. After the next training, I will definitely go with you."

The crowd had no choice but to leave first.

"Xu Feng is also working too hard. He has to eat those things after training. I really admire him for being able to eat them."

As game day approaches.

Today is also the last training session.

Chievo's players were talking and laughing.

It seems that there is no psychological burden at all.

Training is over.

This time Xu Feng packed up early and waited at the door of the training ground.

The teammates were a little surprised: "Xu Feng, how did you clean up so quickly today!"

Xu Feng smiled: "I declined you twice two days ago. I agreed to go out to dinner with you today. Naturally, I have to keep my word!"

Constant smiled and said to everyone: "Okay, let's go, it's still the same place!"

There are quite a few good restaurants around the club.

Because there are often players dining out.

The store also pays special attention to the selection of ingredients and dishes.

After all, there are some dishes that ordinary people eat very ordinary.

But for professional athletes, it is not suitable.

The restaurant has extended long tables for gatherings.

Everyone sits down.

"It's really hard to ask Xu Feng to come out for a gathering."

Constant said with a smile.

"Just for that, we gotta have a drink."

Tomorrow is game day, and everyone is not allowed to drink alcohol.

So they picked up lemonade and touched one.

The main course came to the table, and everyone ate and chatted.

Finally, the topic returned to the league.

"Three wins, one draw and one loss in five rounds, with 10 points, ranking fifth in the league. I really didn't expect that this season's start was so good."

"And here, there is a tough battle like Naples! It's really not easy."

"Yeah, the biggest contributor, that must be Xu Feng!"

Everyone greeted Xu Feng.

Xu Feng waved his hand modestly.

"The next game against AC Milan, the captain and Cesar will not play either."

"It is estimated that this game is to be explained."

Xu Feng stopped the knife and fork in his hand and looked at the talking team members.

Just wanted to say something.

Constant interjected:

"I've looked at the standings. Even if we lose this game, with 10 points in six rounds, we can still rank in the top eight in the league."

"This result was unattainable in previous years!"

Everyone nodded, Chievo's performance this season is very bright.

AC Milan has always been the favourites for the title.

When the team is neat, it is not yet an opponent on paper.

Now that the two main players in the front line and the defense have been injured, let alone, the natural disaster is more fortunate than for good.

Xu Feng looked solemn and put down the knife and fork in his hand.

"So, is that why you guys are feeling better these days?"

Xu Feng said.

Everyone stopped eating and looked at Xu Feng.

"I thought that you have adjusted your mentality and got rid of your negative emotions."

"But I didn't expect that the reason why you have no psychological burden."

"It turns out that I already have the mentality of lying flat."

Everyone looked at each other, embarrassed for a while.

Constant said: "Xu Feng, of course, the game has to be played well, but it is also true that AC Milan is better than us, we..."

"It's true that our opponents are stronger than us."

Xu Feng interrupted.

"But this is no reason for our self-deprecation!"

"The five rounds have accumulated ten points, and the results are good, indeed surpassing previous years."

"But don't you take these 10 points for granted?"

"Whether it's Genoa, or Naples, or Palermo."

"These points are all we have fought for every game!"

"If it really only depends on paper strength, are we stronger than them?"

"If you don't have the determination to fight every game, after five rounds, I'm afraid we are still near the relegation zone!"

Xu Feng's words left his teammates speechless.

Constant came out and rounded it up.

"Let's go out for dinner today, let's relax, let's talk about it!"

Xu Feng shook his head, it seems that the mentality of these teammates has not changed.

Xu Feng stood up and said, "I'm done eating, and I still have something to do, so I'll go first."

Xu Feng called the waiter to settle his account and left.

Everyone stared blankly at Xu Feng's back.

I didn't know what to say for a while.

Xu Feng's words are indeed reasonable.

But AC Milan's strength is also a fact!

On the way back, Xu Feng thought a lot.

Tomorrow is game day.

In the evening game, if the teammates still go to the game with this mentality, they will definitely lose.

Xu Feng thought for a while and dialed Liu Suyu's number.

"Are you sure you want to come to Milan tomorrow to watch our game?"

Liu Suyu on the other side of the phone nodded straight: "Of course, didn't I promise you, I've already bought the ticket, and I'll be there tomorrow afternoon."

Xu Feng nodded.

I thought that Liu Suyu was really low-key.

Obviously she is a top-level Bai Fumei, but she usually travels like an ordinary person.

"Call me when you arrive tomorrow, I want to ask you to do me a favor."

"Help? What are you doing?"

Xu Feng thought about it and said, "I hope you can act as my translator."*