The members of the first team are not as difficult as they imagined. Djokaf, Lai, Rama and other big-name players learned through Via that Ling Feng, a young man from China, and the strength shown by Ling Feng and Anelka during training also made everyone quite satisfied.

Especially Anelka, he has basically become Djokaf's follower. This French excellent midfielder looks at his compatriot with great potential. He often teaches Anelka some details that need to be paid attention to on the court and spares no effort to give him guidance. In addition, Rama, the best goalkeeper in France, has also taught him his rich experience.

Although Ling Feng was resentful, he also knew that for a club player, the relationship between his own people was naturally better than that of others. Moreover, Anelka was the future successor of the French national team, and these two big brother-level figures naturally hoped to bring out a future superstar.

But Ling Feng also felt very pleased, because in my memory, Anelka had little relationship with his French teammates. It was precisely because of this that the door of the French national team has not been opened to him. Now his performance has made Ling Feng very satisfied.

However, Ling Feng was not lonely either. He hangs with Layi and Mboma every day, and he was happy. Mboma is not famous yet, but Layi is a member of the 1994 championship team. Many of his experiences are worth learning from by Ling Feng. For this very talented Chinese player, Layi showed the style of a big brother and tried his best to help Ling Feng.

People are selfish. Layi, who will retire in a few years, would never have thought that he was cultivating a terrible opponent for his future motherland.

It is undeniable that Ling Feng is very talented in learning languages. In just two days, he can say some simple words to Lai in Portuguese, such as: Hello, today's weather is not mentioned, you are so beautiful, Miss, etc. At the same time, he also learned some local African languages ​​from Mboma...

Although the season is bad, the training atmosphere in the team is very relaxed. Ling Feng and Anelka have a good foundation and can easily keep up with the team's training pace.

After a few days like this, Ling Feng's first game of officially joining Saint-Germain finally arrived, with his opponent being last year's league champion Auxerre.

Prince Park Stadium is full. Even though the team is in trouble now, the fans still give the team the greatest enthusiasm and support. Ling Feng sat on the bench and watched the game carefully. Since his rebirth, Ling Feng has never been as serious and nervous as he is today.

The first half had been played for 30 minutes, and the score was 0:1. Saint-Germain fell one goal behind at home. The trident composed of Djokav, Mberma and Lai could not tear the opponent's defense. Instead, the opponent seized a quick counterattack opportunity to score a goal.

Ling Feng looked at all this coldly. Even for last year's Ligue 1 champion, their defender's ability is just mediocre for Ling Feng. The opponent's goal just now can only be said that his luck was too bad. The opponent's overall strength is not much stronger than Paris Saint-Germain.

But luck is also one of the important components on the court. How bad luck was in Saint-Germain's several consecutive games was directly related to their inability to organize effective offenses after lacking Via.

Lai is old, Mboma has just returned to the team and has not been fully familiar with his teammates. In this case, Djokav is like a cannon that cannot find the target, unable to accurately transport the shells to the forward's feet.

Layi's ball was cut off again. The veteran looks a little exhausted now. The opponent seized the opportunity and made another quick counterattack. The Portuguese young player Esteves's bottom teleportation caused chaos in his own penalty area. Forward Fadica seized the opportunity and stabbed it. The score became 2:0. Ouselle led two goals away.

Fernandez kicked the chair next to him in anger, and then jumped for a long time with his feet in his arms. There was no way. If he lost at home, he would be not far from the end of get out of class.

During the intermission, Fernandez yelled in the lounge, almost pointing at Layi's nose and scolding. How much he missed Via at this time.

There was no other way, Layi really couldn't run anymore. Fernandez thought about it, turned to Ling Feng and said, "Ling, you can warm up, come on stage later, and replace Layi."

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, then immediately took off his coat and was able to play so soon. He was really excited.

La Yi was not ashamed of being replaced, and smiled and said to Ling Feng, "Chinese young man, do it well."

At the beginning of the second half, the fourth official raised the sign, Paris Saint-Germain substitution, No. 10 and No. 46.

The fans were surprised to find that La Yi was replaced by an Asian guy, but he still gave him warm applause. This was the first Asian player to appear in the Princes Park Stadium.

Looking at the number on his chest, Ling Feng not only sighed that April 6th was the day he was reborn! Now he is standing on the stadium he once dreamed of, and he doesn’t know how far he can go.

The referee blew the whistle to kick off the second half, and Ouselle served.

Fadiga got the ball, remembering the coach's arrangement in the midfield that everyone had to defend in full, and passed the ball to the midfielder De Blauke behind him, who transferred the ball to the wing.

The Saint-Germain player stepped forward to press the ball and quickly passed it to the midfield engine Djokav. Djokav easily flashed past two players who came up to press the ball and saw Ling Feng waving to him in front, so he passed the ball at a high altitude without hesitation.

Ling Feng secretly hated in his heart, you are the main midfielder of the French national team, so just give me such a ball? Isn’t it difficult for me to force me to compete with the defender?

However, Ling Feng's vision was not as broad as Djokav. From the perspective of high altitude, there was no way to pass this ball. There were three defensive players in front of Ling Feng, two of them were slightly ahead, and the only central defender was the only breakthrough point. If he could not break through his defense at the first time, the other players would quickly make up for defense. At that time, if he wanted to launch an attack, he could only rely on positional battles.

Ling Feng did not understand Djokav's intentions. He felt that this goal seemed to be like this with Uncle Wang's team's first game against the arrogant long-haired team.

Without time to think about it, Ling Feng rushed to the landing point of the ball with a whip. He jumped up and gently hit the ball forward with his chest. The defender who was about to head the ball to clear the ball did not expect that someone could break the ball before him and chase Ling Feng off guard. Ling Feng gently hit the ball, slammed the ball under his feet and then moved forward. A simple move flashed past the defender and took a single shot!

Faced with the goalkeeper who rushed up fiercely, Ling Feng was not nervous at all. On the contrary, when he first touched the ball in the Ligue 1 field, he was very calm, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. In this mentality, Ling Feng felt that the running of the people around him was within his observation range, and even their movements could be seen clearly.

The goalkeeper's right shoulder moved slightly, and Ling Feng immediately felt that he was about to pounce near the corner. Ling Feng pulled the ball in parallel and flashed through the goalkeeper's finger when he fell to the ground. All he had to do was just push it gently at the empty door...

At 3 minutes and 50 seconds into the second half, Ling Feng scored his first goal in the Ligue 1.

Prince Park was in full swing, and the cheers of more than 10,000 fans overwhelmed everything. No one knew this young man, but he learned from the introduction just now that he was Chinese. It was this Chinese guy who scored a goal after touching the ball for the first time after he came on the court. How could this not be exciting?

Because I didn't know the name of the young player who scored the goal, the audience shouted: "CHINE!CHINE!" (CHINA is CHINE in French, not a mistake). This is also the first time that a foreign friend shouted the name of China on his own stadium.

Fernandez was already crazy. He didn't expect that the young man he brought from the youth team was so excellent. Perhaps Peter was right, he was no worse than Via.

Ling Feng closed his eyes and felt the cheers on the court. At this moment, he felt that he was God and he could dominate the game. This feeling is so good!

Embracing his teammates one by one, Ling Feng waved his fist at the opponent's goal and shouted in French: "The time for counterattack has come!"

Although Ling Feng is only 15 years old, no one thinks he is a young man who has just joined the first team. Everyone waved his arms in response and shouted loudly.

The second half of the game has just begun, and the score gap has narrowed to one goal. It is hard to say who will win.

Djokaf received a pass from his teammate again. Now the cannon that had been silent for several rounds finally found the correct head. Layi's skill is good, but he didn't have the energy to run all over the field. The black guy Mboma has good physical strength and feels good in front of the goal, but his skills and awareness are a little worse. Now, Ling Feng's problem will be solved. No matter what ball, as long as he is in the 10-meter circle with him as the core, this young man from China can remove the ball. Who will he give it to?

He received a difficult pass from Djokav. Ling Feng was cursing in his stomach. His feelings were being half-bad, and he deliberately tortured himself. Mboma just refused to give it to him on the wing and insisted on passing it to him. And it was such a difficult ball that would not allow him to be at peace.

However, Ling Feng also mistakenly blamed Djokav. Some balls were not enough to be taller, because several defenders were staring at him with a slight look at him, so the horizon would definitely not be able to get through.

Ling Feng felt more and more in a state now. He took off the pass just now and stepped on the bicycle slowly as two defenders Ling Feng stepped on the bicycle. When Ling Feng stepped on the seventh, a black defender couldn't help but stretched out his foot. Ling Feng was waiting for this moment. He gently pulled his left foot and flashed past the defender and accelerated violently. In the eyes of the two of them, Ling Feng left with a dizzy look.

Ling Feng ran to the penalty area at high speed, and there were only two defenders left in the penalty area. The central defenders of the Ligue 1 team are very experienced. They usually don’t play, but just tightly stuck the forward’s position, forcing the forward to lose balance or change the route.

However, this situation usually occurs in positional battles, and it is basically useless when the opponent is fast attacking, because the opponent cannot get stuck in the position while running at high speed, and if you don’t do it well, you will cause a blocking foul.

Ling Feng guessed that they dared not move, as long as they moved, there would inevitably be flaws. When the first defender was about to rush up, Ling Feng made a fake move with his body tilted to the left. The defender was indeed fooled and directly blocked Ling Feng's left. Unfortunately, he was trapped and had to watch Ling Feng speeding away from him.

At this time, the last defender suddenly squeezed up. He had been waiting for a long time. He just stuck Ling Feng's position when he was raised, trying to use his strength to squeeze the Asian child out of balance.

But he was disappointed. He felt that the child next to him, who was only over 180 cm, had a strong body like a black man. He did not take any advantage in the confrontation. He struggled to fight against the pressure of the opponent's counterattack. At the same time, he had more and more small movements in his hands. He was determined to shake the opponent down.

When he was about to work harder to squeeze the other party completely, he suddenly felt the pressure in front of him disappear without a trace. This huge contrast made his brain unable to react for a while, but his body reacted much faster than his brain. He used all his strength to squeeze the position next to him and suddenly used all his strength to the air. His body naturally flew into the air with the laws of physics and fell to the ground.

When looking to the side, Ling Feng had already made a move to shoot the ball. Then he heard the cheers of nearly 10,000 fans in unison, and he couldn't help but lower his head in annoyance. He knew that the ball had entered again.

Ling Feng just pulled the ball back and flashed a huge gap. The defender who was defending him flew out unconsciously and then took a single shot.

There is no reason to not enter the single sword. Ling Feng didn't even look at the goalkeeper and shot with one shot, then turned around and started cheering.

The audience was infuriated. It was this Chinese boy again. He brought two goals to the team for the first time he played, which made Saint German miraculously equalize. At this time, the audience already knew his name and the audience shouted: "Ling Feng! CHINE! Ling Feng! CHINE!"

Fernandez suffered a complete stroke! This teenager is definitely a valuable asset for Paris Saint-Germain in the next ten years, but the premise is that he must be able to stay in Paris for ten years.

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