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

Milan city.

San Siro Stadium.

The visiting team's locker room.

"what is the problem?"

"We're less than an hour away from the start of the game."

"Where's Xu Feng? Huh?"

"I can't get through on the phone either."

"Does anyone know what's going on?"

Decree looked at the room full of players and asked anxiously.

Chievo's players looked at each other, as if they didn't understand the situation.

"Coach, don't worry, maybe Xu Feng suddenly has something urgent."

"I'll be back soon."

"When I got used to the venue in the afternoon, didn't Xu Feng still train normally?"

Pelissier comforted from the side.

Today's game.

Neither Pelissier nor Cesar were able to play.

Fortunately, both of them suffered minor injuries.

Not to the point of being unable to get out of bed.

The two also came to the San Siro Stadium with the team bus today to cheer for Chievo.

"Speaking of Xu Feng's training today... Haven't you noticed, Xu Feng's expression has always been serious."

"It seems that there is something in my heart and I want to say it."

Cesar said.

Constant and the others looked at each other with unnatural expressions on their faces.

The sharp-eyed Decree found a clue and asked:

"Constant, do you know something?"

Constant was stunned for a moment, then slowly shook his head.

"Don't be sloppy with me, in less than half an hour, I'll go to the player tunnel and wait!"

"What do you know, tell me everything!"

Constant couldn't hide something.

He looked at his teammates beside him.

I had no choice but to tell the whole story of what happened at the dinner party yesterday.

"What are you talking about! You are just cowards!"

"No wonder Xu Feng is angry, that is, Xu Feng has a good temper. If it were me, I would have to scold you on the spot!"

Listen to Constant's description.

Captain Pelissier couldn't help but complained.

Decree shook his head in disappointment.

"Negative thoughts like yours are really disappointing."

"Don't you think that this game is just a passing game now?"

Constant hurriedly explained: "Of course not, coach, I'm sorry, we..."

Decree shook his head: "Don't say sorry to me, if you want to say sorry, you should say it to the hundreds of fans outside who came to cheer with the team!"

In the locker room, Chievo's players bowed their heads.

Decree sighed.

"You guys have this kind of thinking, and the most disappointing thing is the team members with the most fighting spirit."

Chievo's players all looked at the jerseys hanging on Xu Feng's cabinet.

"Anyway, the game still has to go on as normal. Find Xu Feng first."

Decree's voice just fell.

The locker room door opened.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and the person who came was Xu Feng.

Following Xu Feng was Liu Suyu, who ran all the way with a blushing little face.

"Sorry coach, I picked up someone and came a little late."

Decree glanced at Liu Suyu behind Xu Feng.

On Liu Suyu's chest was a temporary badge of Chievo's team members.

This is what Xu Feng specially asked for himself yesterday.

It seems to be used on this girl.

Without this badge, this girl can't get in here.

Although Decree was puzzled, why did Xu Feng bring a girl into the locker room.

But now that the game is the top priority, there is no time to ask about it.

"Xu Feng, hurry up and change your jersey equipment, we're going to the player tunnel soon."

"Just now, Constant told me everything about the dinner yesterday."

"I know you're disappointed, and I understand your feelings, but they also realize they're wrong."

Constant and others nodded, explained and apologized to Xu Feng, saying that today's game would be taken seriously.

Xu Feng looked at everyone in the locker room.

But he slowly shook his head.

"You don't need to apologize to me, instead I should apologize to you."

When Xu Feng finished saying this, all the players in the team, including coach Decree, were stunned.

They didn't understand what Xu Feng was saying at all.

Because what Xu Feng said just now was all expressed in Longguo dialect.

Until the Liusu language behind him, it was clearly and accurately translated in Italian.

Everyone nodded slowly.

Coach Decree was a little puzzled.

It turned out that this beautiful girl was the translator of Xu Feng.

But why did Xu Feng hire an interpreter who can understand Latli? What's the point?

"I left the restaurant alone yesterday, and at the time, I was really disappointed."

"But after going back, I also did some self-reflection."

"Am I being too selfish and forcibly adding my own thoughts to you?"

"Because, AC Milan are really strong and we are weak."

"You have the idea of ​​lying flat, which is actually normal."

"I want to try to understand you, and the first thing to do is to understand you first."

"So I went to the team's archives, where there are some personal data you left when you first joined Chievo."

"Constant, your idol is the "King of Football" Beckenbauer".

"That's what motivated you to train hard in the attacking midfield position."

Constant was startled, and nodded somewhat unexpectedly.

This is what I wrote about my expectations when I first joined Chievo. In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.

"Kosai, you want to be a full-back as good as Figo."

"But you know that your footwork and technique will never reach Figo's level, so you work hard on speed and explosiveness, at least surpassing him in this aspect."

Kesai smiled knowingly, but there was a bit of bitterness in the smile.

"Frey, Samba's legendary right-back Cafu is your role model and your motivation."

"Andreoli..."

"Hals..."

. . . . . .

Xu Feng came out of the team one by one, the expectations and ambitions when he first joined Chievo.

And these ambitions, with the baptism of reality, are gradually forgotten by themselves.

The entire Chievo team looked at Xu Feng in amazement.

They didn't expect that Xu Feng actually knew about their past one by one.

Xu Feng's words were also accurately translated from Liusu language in Italian.

Everyone in the locker room listened quietly.

Xu Feng's words seemed to open their minds.

They thought of the scene when they first joined Chievo.

Xu Feng went on to say:

"The more I know about you, the more I discover."

"No one is initially mediocre, and no one is initially top-heavy."

"You guys, remember "Flying Donkey" Chievo, how did the nickname "Flying Donkey" come from?"

Xu Feng's words gave the players a slight shock in the hearts of the players present.

The growth history of Chievo Club has long been a topic of conversation among old Apennine fans.

"In those days, there was no Chievo team in the city of Verona."

"Only the Verona team who is not aggressive and cares about Serie B and even Serie C all the time."

"Later, some of the fans of Verona were so disappointed that they set up Chievo Club."

"Chievo, this young club, starts at the lowest level of the regional league."

"When they shouted: 'Rush to Serie A'."

"Not only Verona, but almost all of the Apennine sent ridicule and ridicule."

"Chievo can rush to Serie A, and donkeys can fly to the sky! That's how they mocked."

"Later, after decades of hard work."

"Chievo went from the lowest amateur regional competition to the regional semi-professional league, then Italy Din, Serie C 2, Serie C, Serie B, and finally succeeded in rushing to Serie A!"

"When everyone looked at Chievo, a new Serie A player, in amazement."

"Flying donkey, this nickname that was mocking at the beginning was taken over by Chievo fans calmly, and it became a medal for slapping everyone in the face!"

Xu Feng finished speaking.

The entire locker room fell silent.

Everyone is thinking, everyone is stuck in thoughts.

Xu Feng pointed to the locker room.

"The AC Milan stars standing in the tunnel now."

"Every position of ours, the worth of everyone, can't even keep up with their fraction!"

"But because of this, are we afraid?"

"There is an old saying in the state of the Dragon: Princes and generals, would you rather have seeds?"

"Could it be that a small club like ours wouldn't dare to fight with them in the face of a giant team?"

"Flying donkey Chievo, climbed step by step to the top league of Serie A, and came to San Siro today, just to be a bug and be ruthlessly run over by them?"

"of course not!"

"We came here today to let every star in the match see it!"

"Just for the 80,000 Milan fans at San Siro to see!"

"Our Chievo will be the biggest trouble they have encountered so far in their league winning streak!!!"

Xu Feng made an impassioned speech.

In the eyes of every Chievo player, fire-like determination has already burned.

"Well said! Xu Feng! Kill Milan!"

"Let them taste Chievo's strength!"

"Today's game, fight with them!"

Chievo players' emotions soared instantly.

Xu Feng's heartfelt words just now were accurately translated by Liu Suyu.

Let the morale of the Chievo team reach a peak.

Xu Feng watched all this with relief.

It seems that his thinking is correct.

The reason why Liusu language is specially used as Italian translation today.

It is to take into account the contagious power of emotions.

Chievo's players are Italian local players.

Although Xu Feng usually communicates with them in English.

However, it is limited by the English level of both parties.

Much communication is utilitarian.

I really want to get into the hearts of my teammates and inspire them.

You have to be your native Italian language!

Liusu's excellent Italian and Chinese proficiency just came in handy.

Looking at the imposing Chievo crowd.

Liu Suyu also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he finally qualified and completed the task that Xu Feng gave him.

Decree stared blankly at Xu Feng with a look of amazement on his face.

The shock and surprise brought to him by this Dragon Country player has refreshed his understanding of coaching for many years.

Pelissier also came over.

He whispered to Xu Feng: "Your speech just now was great! It really made me look stupid."

"Even I want to endure my low back pain and go to the field to fight against Milan!"

"Are all of you people from the Dragon Kingdom as talented as you as an orator?"*