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Chapter 41 Aiqing is crazy

Foshan Century Lotus Stadium.

Liu Hao held his head high and looked up at the stadium.

The sparse fans did not gather together, but were scattered in the stands.

Most fans like to gather together. Do fans in Rizhiquan bloom everywhere like the Lotus Stadium? But the number of people is indeed too small.

As for Qingdao Zhongneng fans?

They are all in Qingdao, who can come here to watch the football from afar? It's just a China League One game!

Despite this, Li Xiaopeng still smiled.

This is no different from playing at home, because there are very few fans in Hinoizumi!

Class A is Class A after all, and it is not attractive. Rizhiquan must be envious of Guangzhou Evergrande.

Guangzhou Evergrande's games were almost full, and their fans just filled one-tenth of the seats on the stadium.

This is the gap.

However, the fans were very eye-catching in green and yellow uniforms, which made Liu Hao's eyes dizzy.

"The very annoying green and yellow... is like shit that can't be pulled out! It's still our dark orange has a charm!" Mao Jianqing, who was sitting on the bench, muttered.

This guy talked so much, and he has never stopped talking since the beginning. Although he agrees with Mao Jianqing's statement, he can't stand Mao Jianqing's words too much.

Since arriving at the bench, Mao Jianqing has never stopped talking.

Liu Hao only found out yesterday afternoon that this guy was Mao Jianqing. At that time, Mao Jianqing and several other domestic players had just arrived at the training ground, and Li Xiaopeng did not introduce it. However, after the training, many young players came forward and kept calling "Brother Mao, Brother Mao". Liu Hao remembered that this guy was Mao Jianqing.

Because several domestic players were in a hurry to practice with the old players, they did not go with the team in the first league game, and they did not go on a hasty move until the second league game.

Of course, to be on the safe side, Li Xiaopeng just threw him into the substitute lineup.

Mao Jianqing is also a time-honored player, 28 years younger than Liu Hao.

For many players, Mao Jianqing became famous at a young age, but he still has no achievements until now.

However, with his reputation, it is more than enough to be a Qingdao midfielder who can start the left winger, but the team's current left winger is Castillo, a star player from Costa Rica... He is also a new foreign player who just joined.

The sad Mao Jianqing can only be on the bench as a substitute.

Nationality is sometimes really important. After all, they are foreign players, who told you to be domestic players?

Just like our current policy, agricultural household registration is better than urban household registration, so I am envious.

Of course, we cannot ignore Qingdao Zhongneng's substitute right winger...

At least now he is on par with Mao Jianqing and is both a substitute player.

"Brother Xiaopang, where are you playing?" After muttering, Mao Jianqing turned his head over and wanted to continue talking nonsense with Liu Hao.

He is just like this, ADHD! He can't stop anywhere.

This is true from Shanghai Shenhua, Beijing Guoan to Shanghai Shenxin, but from his tone, Mao Jianqing has no airs of a big brand.

Am I? Liu Hao was a little surprised.

Speaking of the position... he is really not sure.

He has the least sense of position.

The head coach told him to play wherever he asked him to play.

However, thinking that he had always been placed in the right winger, he replied with a smile: "Right winger."

"Oh!" Mao Jianqing's tone was very long, and he frowned, thinking that fortunately, the position of Xiaopang brother did not overlap with him, and there would definitely be no conflict between him, one left and one right. However, if Xiaopang brother's body was cross-exchanging with him, would it cause tactical collapse?

Mao Jianqing is known for his speed, so how can Liu Xiaopang play with it? His worries are not redundant.

It is normal and frequent for left and right wingers to cross positions in the game, but two wingers are fast and slow, so what tactics are there? Mao Jianqing ran to the opponent's penalty area, and Liu Hao was still strolling in the half of the team? If this can also become a tactic, shouldn't it be called a remote echo?

"Brother Xiaopang... If we appear at the same time, I will focus on the left and you guard the right side, how about?" After thinking about it over and over again, Mao Jianqing still reminded him tactfully.

You can't let Liu Xiaopang drag his legs... But his slowness just highlights my speed. Hehe, he is more bulky, Mao Jianqing weighed in his heart and had a small plan.

The players who just joined the team just don’t have a sense of belonging.

The other old substitutes were watching the game seriously off the court and reading the game, and the two of them were very dedicated to chatting.

When the game reached the 21st minute, Rizhiquan scored a goal, and Qingdao Zhongneng fell behind away.

Li Xiaopeng's face became bad, and obviously the pressure on his body suddenly increased. The start of the two consecutive league losses may lead to his dismissal.

The 11 starting players are actually very powerful. The forward is the famous Danarach. This guy has created the number of goals scored in the Chinese Super League season. Although he is old now, he is well-known and is more than enough to be in the China League One arena.

As a midfielder, Castillo is one of the best in the China League One.

As for central defender Chavez? Or the Honduras international who has been baptized by the World Cup.

However, without the escort of the three Chinese players in the first league, the overall level of China Energy has dropped a lot.

Even more, the level of tacit understanding is not high, so the level of playing in the game is naturally not high.

In fact, this conceded goal was caused by Chavez's failure to offside!

And if we pursue further, it is Castillo's responsibility. He thought the ball he wanted to pass to Darnarach was not passed in place, and was kicked to the backcourt of the Central Energy Team by a big foot...

Many fans say that Guangzhou Evergrande has achieved success with foreign players. In fact, this is only one aspect. Football is a sport of 11 people. Apart from foreign players, aren’t domestic players also doing work?

It is actually very narrow-minded to say that football is not just a sport of 11 people.

Football is a whole, and even the entire club is a whole, just like the moon revolving around the earth, the earth revolving around the sun, and the sun revolving around the Milky Way...

"Brother Xiaopang, prepare to warm up. It's time for us to perform." After scoring the goal, Mao Jianqing was not frustrated by the team, but excited, with confidence on his handsome face. "The foreign aid is not really good. I will use my speed to defeat these guys later."

Only twenty-one minutes later, he began to prepare to play. Did he think he was the No. 10 player who played in the Chinese Super League?

If he were still the real No. 10, would he be on the bench?

Of course, Li Xiaopeng will not replace people at this time...

Liu Hao is not like this, because he knows that the time he belongs to him will only last three or five minutes at most, and he will not be as frivolous as Mao Jianqing and will think too much.

Maybe because Mao Jianqing's surname is Mao, he is almost thirty years old and is still so frivolous in his life and work...

In the 38th minute, Rizhiquan scored another goal, and the score was rewritten to zero to two.

"Damn... Brother Xiaopeng isn't there any replacement?" Mao Jianqing lowered his head and muttered in a low voice, looking very confused, "Those three foreign players can't cooperate with the team at all."

Have you not been working with the team, right? Liu Hao muttered in his heart.

In fact, coaches rarely substitute before the end of the half, unless some players are injured or the players are extremely stinking.

Obviously, the three foreign players could not play extremely badly, so Li Xiaopeng still persisted until the end of the half.

During the intermission, Li Xiaopeng had no intention of making a substitution, which made Mao Jianqing desperately anxious.

I was so angry that I wouldn't let me be a substitute, but as soon as I came here, I played two substitutes...

Mao Jianqing, who sat on the bench again in the second half, had long lost his excited expression, and he held his cheek and was angry and depressed.

This is not in line with your identity at all!

Li Xiaopeng then replaced the old player Zou Zheng and removed Costa Rica midfielder Castillo.

I'm grass!

There were ten thousand grass mud horses floating by in Mao Jianqing's heart...

OK, I'll bear it, there are two substitutions! Mao Jianqing finally compromised.

"Coach Li must have taken the wrong medicine today!" Mao Jianqing whispered to Liu Hao.

In the 78th minute, Li Xiaopeng made another substitution adjustment.

The newly joined Wang Jun replaced central defender Xu Jingjie, which obviously strengthened his offensive ability.

Oh shit!

Mao Jianqing drooped his head again and suppressed his anger.

OK, even if it is the last place, I will accept it!

Mao Jianqing felt this feeling when the tiger fell into Nanyang.

"I can't understand this substitution at all. There are still ten minutes left. Can I fly to the sky?" Mao Jianqing murmured again, "If I don't change to me, the game will be over!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Zou Zheng scored a goal, and a dry land pulled the onion and headed the ball into the net.

Although the goal came late, at least there is still time?

Li Xiaopeng quickly ran to the bench and pointed at Liu Hao:

"Little Pang, warm up quickly! Hurry up!"

Xiaopang? Not me? Mao Jianqing was immediately stunned.

Li Xiaopeng ran so anxiously, but he didn't ask himself to play?!

It was Liu Xiaopang? Fat Brother? Then what am I... Mao Jianqing's body trembled, as if countless swords had been inserted into his body, and he could not bear it anymore, and he was about to vomit blood and die.

Alas... When Liu Hao stood up excitedly, he patted Mao Jianqing's shoulder gently to show comfort.

He just took off his coat and the assistant coach raised the sign.
Chapter completed!
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