football world number one

Chapter 522
"Boom! Piacenza! Piacenza! Piacenza!"

At the moment when the ball hit the ground and the referee blew the effective whistle, the Piacenza fans, who had been depressed for half the game at the Leonardo Stadium, finally had a chance to vent.

"Super-Feng! Super-Feng! Super-Feng!"

The team's name and the name of the goal scorer resounded throughout the stadium at this moment, while Liu Feng on the field directly brushed aside the wind and the teammates rushing up bypassed Benalio and hugged the ball in the net.

"Go back quickly, we still have time!"

Liu Feng's expression and tone were so serious that even with less than 1 minute left in the game, all the players couldn't help following him closely.

Before the soul of the team has conceded defeat, they are not qualified to give up lightly.

"Oh~, after recovering a ball, the Piacenza team still didn't stop. They had already put the ball on the kick-off point. Afeng seemed to be negotiating with the referee."

"Sir, they wasted too much time when they just set up the human wall. I think this time should be made up."

"I don't need you to teach me how to whistle!"

"Well, yes sir, but I still hope you'll take it into consideration."

At this moment, Liu Feng is trying to buy even a little more time for the team. Unfortunately, the referee, who has been disturbed by the continuous fouls of the two teams in this game, does not seem to listen to his opinion.

Regarding this, Liu Feng could only shake his head and return to his seat.

"Paul, Racha, try your best to press after the kick-off, and try to shoot once you grab it!"

He turned his head and said the last word to his friends in the team. Liu Feng didn't say any more. He turned around and looked at the Wolfsburg team who had returned to the serving position with no emotion in their eyes.

"Shh!!!"

"Okay, kick-off is over, the score has come to 2:3, the gap between the two teams is only one goal, but the time is less than 1 minute."

After the ball was released again, Liu Jianhong and all Piacenza desperately hoped that this 1 minute would pass more slowly.

"Wolfsburg kicked the ball towards the backcourt after kick-off. They don't plan to let Piacenza's players touch the ball in the last minute. Oh~, a group of Piacenza players have already rushed up. They began to press against Wolfsburg's midfielder."

At this moment, Ramirez, Ganso, Nainggolan, and Raimondi, who had been replaced later, all broke into the opponent's penalty area. They kept running and saving, and under the guidance of the figure at the top, they frantically pressed forward.

"The Wolfsburg players obviously lost their energy. They were very embarrassed when facing Piacenza's press, but the ball was still at their feet!"

Liu Jianhong's voice was trembling at this moment, and he was extremely looking forward to what would happen next: "The game has entered the countdown, and there are 20 seconds left."

"Racha, left!!!"

On the court, when the ball was returned to Santana's feet by the defender, Liu Feng called out to Nainggolan who was closest to him. The two people who had a tacit understanding did not have any more exchanges at this moment, but they completed a very classic steal.

"Nainggolan rushed to the left, Santana hit the ball from the right, Afeng, steal the ball!!!"

When Liu Feng, who was running fast, came out and cut the ball from Santana to his feet, the game had completely entered the countdown stage. Liu Feng, who was still in the midfield, knew that he had no time to dribble.

"Oh!"

"Kicked up directly, the ball flew towards the goal of Wolfsburg, the game time has come!!!"

All eyes were on the ball. Liu Feng's strong shooting power made the shot still have a considerable flying speed when it flew from the midfield to the penalty area.

Had it not been for Benaglio, who had remained motionless in the six-yard box since the restart, it would have been a perfect lob, with the ball just below the crossbar.

"Benalio, he, he threw the ball away..."

"Hush! Shh! Shh~!!"

Two short whistles and one long whistle sounded directly at this moment, and the game was over.

"..."

Liu Jianhong fell into a long silence during the commentary, as did the home fans in the stands.

In the entire Leonardo Stadium, only the Wolfsburg players and their fans who were already in a cold sweat were cheering at this moment.

"Fuck!"

Liu Feng became violent. Although he didn't feel physically exhausted when he came off the bench, he also collapsed on the field like other players at this moment.

When he sent this shot, he felt wonderful, but Benaglio turned it away at the last moment.

In this world, the most sad thing is not never, but once could.

The depressing feeling that he was almost able to score a point for the team condensed on Liu Feng's chest at this moment.

"Captain, stand up!"

"Feng, it's not your fault."

"The fans are cheering for us, Feng."

……

I don't know how long I lay there, when the noisy voice in my ear gradually faded away, and the team song of the Piacenza team sounded, Liu Feng saw a group of teammates surrounding him.

Taking the hand from Nainggolan and standing up, Liu Feng who turned his head to look at the stands was surprised to find that none of their fans had left the field yet.

"Oh~~, we are Piacenza! Roar! We are vicious hungry wolves!!!"

Seeing the eyes of the players, the die-hard fans in the South Stand shouted amidst the beating of drums.

"Okay guys, dry your tears. The fans are still waiting for your curtain call." Conte didn't know when he came to the team. He kept comforting the red-eyed players in the team and pulled Scarpelli, who could finally come out of the locker room, to his side.

"This is just a game, you have a lot to experience in the future, El, don't cry!"

"Yes sir!"

Sniffing hard, Scarpelli wiped away tears after Conte gave him a glare.

"Look at the fans in the stands. They suffer as much as we do after losing, but at the moment they are cheering you no less than winning."

With a big wave of his hand, he led the team to the stands side by side with Liu Feng. Conte turned around and spoke to the players in a very serious tone: "Next time, when the team is in trouble again, don't forget this scene."

"Roar!"

On this day, the Piacenza team ushered in their first defeat in the Champions League. This immature team still has a long way to go to success, but it has taken another big step towards maturity.

　Chapter 2 here!thanks for your support! ! !

　　
　
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