football world number one

Chapter 339 The game is over

When Liu Feng stood in front of the free kick, the air in the entire stadium froze, countless eyes all fell on him at this moment, but he didn't realize it.

At this moment, the thought in Liu Feng's heart was extremely pure, that is to end this farce and bring the victory home.

Aligning the valve core of the ball at himself, this free kick 28 meters away from the goal, Liu Feng already had a plan in mind.

Since the start of the league for so long, the free kick skills he practiced hard in Xia Chuang have not been put on the table a few times, but this does not mean that he is really neglected in this way. In fact, since the start of the league, he has never let go of free kick training in daily training, so his free kick skills are actually steadily increasing.

"Shh!!!"

The referee blew his whistle, and Liu Feng moved on the court. He took three steps and two steps to run up, and swung his right leg. The moment his right foot touched the ball, he exploded with great strength.

"Oh!"

The football flew high into the sky towards Chievo's goal. When it reached its highest point, it was above Chievo's small penalty area. Then, the ball suddenly dropped from the height where it seemed to fly off the crossbar to within the range of the goal frame in a very short time.

At this moment, in Squizzy's eyes, the ball in the air has been shaking irregularly. He can't tell from which direction the ball will fall into the goal, and when the ball suddenly accelerates at the moment of its final fall, he can only desperately rush towards the most likely direction he judged.

It's a pity that luck is no longer on Chievo's side this time.

"The ball, the ball is in! It's in! It's in! It's in! It's a lore, A Feng's free kick lore, Chievo's goalkeeper has nothing to do with this shot, unbelievable, unbelievable, this is an extremely beautiful free kick!"

"boom!!!"

When the ball flew into the goal from the head of Squizzy who made a save in one direction in a panic, the frozen air in the Bente Gotti Stadium instantly recovered. Piacenza's expedition fans could no longer suppress their inner excitement.

"Yeah!!!" Scarpelli, who was nervously standing behind Liu Feng, rushed up immediately, he jumped up and hung on Liu Feng's back like a koala: "Feng! So cool, so cool!!!"

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

On the sidelines, Chievo's coach DiCarlo was completely out of breath. After Liu Feng's free kick flew into his own goal, he held his head and cursed while angrily pointing at the players on the field.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the calmest person on the pitch was Liu Feng who scored the goal.

After scoring the goal, he just spread his hands and turned towards the stands in all directions, and then sent a sneer to a group of Chievo players who received yellow cards and foul penalties on him: "The game is over."

A soft sentence, at this juncture, hit the hearts of the Chievo players like a heavy hammer. They didn't dare to look Liu Feng directly in the eyes after losing the game.

"Let's go, go home."

The ups and downs of this game were much more than people expected before the game, and the consumption of the Piacenza players was also huge. After celebrating with his teammates for a while, led by captain Liu Feng, this group of exhausted but fortunate players walked back to the locker room with coach Antonio Conte.

After a brief clean-up in the locker room, they will embark on their way back to Piacenza.

The player's game is over, and in the following time, the reporters who hurriedly left from the Bente Gotti Stadium will use the photos they took during the game to describe what happened in the game to the entire Italian football world.

And in far away China, how many fans could not sleep all night because of Liu Feng's unsolvable free kick at the last moment, it is even more countless.

In short, this game, which the media considered to be just a game with a huge disparity in strength, created several times the news value of itself.

The next day, in Liu Feng's bar, a post with the theme of "Liu Feng, the milk breaker" was pinned to the top by the administrator.

The poster of this post first used a picture of Liu Feng throwing eyeballs at the foul players in Chievo after the lore of the game, and then wrote a lot of stories about star players who were crippled by Pele’s tainted milk, describing in detail how terrible Pele’s tainted milk is in the football world.

After a series of ghostly foreshadowing, the author changed the topic and wrote down all kinds of evil things that Liu Feng encountered in this game, and finally came to the point.

"Everyone may wish to recall that there are players who have carried Pele's poisonous milk in the recent period. Yes, there are not none, but these players all have a common characteristic, that is, the strength of the giant mother. That is to say, not everyone can eat Uncle Bailey's milk, only real superstars can eat it!"

"There's nothing wrong with what the landlord said! We, Afeng, are cowhide, and even Bailey's milk can't be turned over."

"That's right! Poisonous milk depends on the person. Afeng is different from other chickens!"

"Afeng is better!"

"Afeng is better!"

Every time Liu Feng has a good performance in a game, enthusiastic fans will discuss it on the Internet. With the increasing popularity of computers in China, the power of these online fans cannot be underestimated. It is foreseeable that in the future, they will become an important part of the entire football circle.

In Italy, the popularity of Liu Feng appearing on the rai sport channel has not subsided. Immediately afterwards, he helped the team win with a calm and shocking free kick and once again appeared on the main pages of major newspapers.

Four consecutive victories, one goal per game in four games, hidden free kick stunts, the storm about Super Maple once again set off from Italy. For a while, Liu Feng in Serie A, Cristiano Ronaldo in Premier League, Messi in La Liga, z These three supernovas were once again put together by people.

Maybe one day, after Liu Feng has achieved his own achievements in the European competition, those voices who question Liu Feng's rampant in Serie A will disappear.

But at this moment, it is completely different from the lively discussions in the football world. Liu Feng of the public opinion center is sitting quietly on his small bed with earphones on. Holding the controller, he is staring at the live football screen on the screen in front of him, carefully manipulating his team and enjoying the fun of the game.

Compared with the Vanity Fair outside, Liu Feng, who is not yet 20 years old, prefers pure life.

　Chapter 2 here!

　　
　
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