Chapter 36 European Football

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Yang Feng scored! Shinji Kagawa scores!

Although Yang Feng scored one more goal, Shinji Kagawa is not a center, and scoring goals is not his main task. Moreover, judging from the specific game performance, the performance of the two is evenly matched.

But just when they were shining brightly, another "Asia's No. 1" ushered in the darkest moment of his career.

Hamburg continued its recent home weakness, losing 0-4 to Stuttgart. In the past 5 home games, it had 3 losses and 2 draws. Son Heung-min came on as a substitute in the 59th minute and did nothing.

The Japanese media never imagined that Son Heung-min, whom they regarded as their main threat, was becoming more and more mediocre. On the contrary, Yang Feng, who had suddenly risen to prominence, could unknowingly be on par with his favorite.

At this time, probably only Yang Feng himself knows that if this so-called "Asia's No. 1" battle is a game, then Shinji Kagawa is only his opponent in the first half, and the second half belongs to Sun Xingmin, and Sun Xingmin Much scarier than Shinji Kagawa.

He understands that whoever wins first does not win, so when a reporter from Neon asked him to comment on Son Heung-min with a gloating expression at the post-match press conference, Yang Feng couldn't find it in his tone at all. Any scorn or ridicule.

There is a saying, if there is no plug-in, I am not even qualified to carry someone's shoes, so how can I make fun of others.

"I do pay close attention to Son Heung-min. His talent is definitely the top in Asia, but he still needs time to grow. Not every player is Ronaldo. He will be at his peak as soon as he debuts. Give Son Heung-min some time, and he will one day amaze the world... …”

These words sounded fine and even a bit disgusting, but in the ears of Korean reporters, they were full of ridicule and malice.

Son Heung-min is 19 years old and Yang Feng is 18 years old. If this was said by someone else, there would be nothing wrong with it. But if it was Yang Feng who said it, there would be a lot to interpret.

The small book quietly wrote something down for him: "China Maple is better than Ronaldo", "Yang Feng: Son Heung-min still needs to grow up to catch up with me", "Yang Feng: My only opponent is Kagawa Shinji"...

The German media was not interested in the internal disputes in Asia. After the Neon media finished asking questions, they couldn't wait to ask him the first question.

"You have scored more goals than Raul. Do you think you are more worthy of a starting position than him?"

"Raul's contribution and help to the team cannot be reflected by scoring goals," Yang Feng glanced at the reporter with ill intentions, "Every player hopes to start, but only ten can start in each game. How a person is arranged is the coach's business, all I have to do is cherish every minute on the court, whether I am a starter or a substitute."

"Hello Yang Feng, we meet again," Zhang Li didn't get the chance to ask questions until now. "First of all, I wish you a happy birthday, and then congratulations on scoring and breaking the record. Finally, I want to ask on behalf of the domestic fans, are you ready? Are you ready to join the national team?"

Yang Feng frowned, "Of course I hope to play for the country, but I am now a Schalke 04 player, and my focus is still on club games."

He didn't want to mention that he hadn't received a call from the national team yet, as if he was aggrieved.

Zhang Li wanted to ask more, but looking at Yang Feng's face that had obviously darkened, he wisely chose to stop and said, "Okay, I wish you good luck. I hope to see you score goals for the national team as soon as possible." one day."

The national football team has been determined not to qualify for the 2014 World Cup in Brazil, and Gao Hongbo has been dismissed from get out of class because of this. There are no games this year except for some international warm-up matches.

After that, two reporters gathered around Yang Feng to ask questions. The Freiburg coach's face was no longer very good-looking, but Stevens kept smiling.

Yang Feng is definitely the most popular star in the Bundesliga right now. Since he brought Yang Feng to the press conference, he has naturally foreseen this scene and has no awareness of being robbed of the limelight.

After leaving Freiburg and returning to Gerkisenchen, the team disbanded. Yang Feng was carried by several teammates to a local bar called "Bristol".

According to Draxler, "You can have a birthday without cake, but you can't have a birthday without beer."

The bar was packed and people had already recognized them.

Everyone is always extra tolerant of the winners and welcomes them with applause.

Jones found the bar owner quite skillfully, and after saying hello, several people were taken to a special private room.

Yang Feng said: "Do you come here often? Is this your private room?"

Draxler gave an answer that surprised Yang Feng: "It's not his, it's the team's. This is a box specially reserved for us by the assistant coach."

Yang Feng had a ghostly expression on his face, "...I look easy to deceive?"

"Hey, man, I told you before, you need to get out and move around instead of staying in your boring apartment all day," Draxler poured him a full glass, "I know your country What are our players like? They can't drink, they can't touch women, they can't entertain, they can only train, right? But it's different here. This is Germany, this is Europe. We don't advocate investing all your time in training. We have our own lives and we need something outside of football mentally and physically, I think you understand what I mean."

"You seem to have some misunderstanding about Chinese players, but I understand what you mean," Yang Feng nodded. "Drinking will not destroy a player, alcoholism will."

Papadopoulos snapped his fingers, "Yes, that's the truth. You have to learn to adapt. Brother, you have to know that many coaches have also been players. They know what we need, and they also know our pressure. , the private room here was booked by the coach, our drinks were low-alcohol cocktails specially prepared by the coach, and when the time is almost up, the boss will come to notify us to go back - of course, it is up to you whether you listen or not, you don’t want to Even if you leave, he won’t be able to kick you out.”

These are unspoken rules. The coach will not explicitly tell you that you can have a drink after the game to relieve stress. He will only ask you to participate in training on time, let the physical coach assess your physical fitness on time, and let the team doctor check your health regularly. Weight, instead of controlling you like your parents.

Schalke 04 had a scandal last season with players partying in a bar until four or five in the morning. This was at the worst time for the team, but the then coach Magath made it clear that as long as the players could come back on time Just participate in training and perform as you should. It doesn't matter when you go home for the night.

Since Cristiano Ronaldo’s menu was exposed, everyone’s requirements for players seem to have become stricter. Professional training teams, nutritious meals accurate to grams, staying away from alcohol and women, etc., seem to be impossible. It's like he is not worthy of being a player, but if this standard is really followed, then I'm afraid many players would rather not play football for the rest of their lives.

The reason why Yang Feng doesn't go out and fool around is not purely because of self-discipline, but because of his rather melancholy personality. He is also not interested in and instinctively rejects alcohol and tobacco. He is the kind of person who is sworn in with gambling and drugs. But if he is really allowed to live like a robot, unable to eat this or drink that, and everything is like anti-poison, it would be quite irritating for a person.

"Come on, man! Show us your energy isn't just on the court!"

"Now do you understand? Go to the dance floor and look for a girl you like. You don't need me to help you with things like picking up girls, right?"

"I'm as poor as a dog now, and I can pick up all the girls."

"Come on, you'll be the richest of us soon."