Zheng Yi suddenly grabbed Li Jianbin's collar, and the air in the locker room seemed to solidify. Everyone was stunned. They thought that the situation would develop to this point... Zheng Yi would actually take action...

"You...you...what do you want to do?! I...I tell you...this is the locker room! If you move, I will try it!"

Li Jianbin, who was lifted up, looked frightened. Although his mouth was very hard, his stuttering tone betrayed his true nature of being fierce on the outside and weak on the inside.

"Zheng Yi, you... don't mess around! This is the team locker room! It's not the playground of your school!"

"I advise you to let go! Otherwise, you will have good fruits to eat!"

After being stunned for several seconds, the players who had previously spoken reacted and "dissuaded" them one after another, but they were more threatening.

"Zheng Yi let go! Zheng Yi!"

At this time, Han Demen also reacted and grabbed Zheng Yi and pulled Li Jianbin's arm to persuade him.

Everyone else in the locker room was nervously paying attention to the development of the situation, but they were just paying attention and did not mean to protect one party.

Captain Lu Lin is the same. Although he had a captain's armband on his arm, he never took the captain seriously. At this time, not only did he not want to stop anyone, but he held his arm and leaned against the display window where the jersey was hanging, looking like he was not concerned about his own affairs.

"Yes! Try me if you touch me?!"

With someone on this head, Li Jianbin also seemed to have reliance, and his body suddenly became hard. But they obviously underestimated the man in front of him. I thought he had never seen any scenes of "F Big Ball King" and there were no fights on the stadium once or twice. Zheng Yi was not scared.

"I want to see what fruits are waiting for me!"

As Zheng Yi ignored Han Demen's dissuasion, he looked cold and clenched his fist with his left hand and waved it to Li Jianbin.

Just as everyone's hearts were raised to their throats, a roar like thunder sounded, attracting everyone's attention for a moment.

"stop!!!"

"What do you want to do!!!"

Zheng Yi was also stopped by the sound, and his clenched fists stopped two centimeters from Li Jianbin's cheek. Peng Guowei, who entered the locker room, split the two of them in three steps.

"Isn't it embarrassing enough?!"

Peng Guowei's eyes wide open, and his dark skin looked even more ferocious at this time. Everyone in the locker room couldn't help but shrink back, only Zheng Yi, the naughty green man, was still standing like something.

"Peng pointed out that he was here just right... He wanted to hit me! He wanted to hit me for no reason! You want to make the decision for me..."

When he saw that it was Peng Guowei and Li Jianbin, he looked like an angry young wife. Someone supported her and immediately complained to Peng Guowei.

What greeted Li Jianbin was not the comfort he imagined, but the roar full of anger.

"Shut up?! Do you still have the face to say it? Look at what you are like! Do you know what is the most embarrassing thing on the court? Is it shameless! Do you want to have internal strife in someone else's locker room?"

Peng Guowei roared and surged in the locker room. The team members were all silent and did not dare to show their anger. It was obvious that Peng Guowei was really angry.

At this time, Li Jianbin dared not say anything else. He consciously retreated aside and waited for the treatment. Zheng Yi also pulled down from Han Demen.

After some scolding, Peng Guowei's face was still ashen, his chest kept rising and falling, and his cold eyes glanced around the locker room and finally frozen on Zheng Yi.

He said: "I don't have any team rules! I'm in jail for three hours! I run five kilometers for free. I'm not allowed to train with the team without my permission!"

Peng Guowei punished Zheng Yi, and then turned to look at Li Jianbin. Under Peng Guowei's fierce gaze, Li Jianbin couldn't help but shrink back, and when Peng Guowei saw this, he also frowned slightly.

He said: "I am locked up for three hours and run five kilometers!"

Peng Guowei is fair, and the punishment is almost the same, and each hits the top 50 boards. No matter who is right or wrong in the team members, it is a kind of out of control for the head coach. The punishment is necessary, otherwise how can the head coach's majesty be obtained?

Compared to Li Jianbin and Zheng Yi's punishment is heavier. He was deprived of the right to train with the team, but it has little impact on Zheng Yi. According to the training plan, he still has to spend the next week in the gym.

Therefore, Peng Guowei refused to let Zheng Yi train with the team, which was suspected of blocking the population of Li Jianbin and others.

Sure enough, after Peng Guowei announced the punishment, Li Jianbin muttered a few words and said nothing. Obviously, he accepted a punishment decision.

"Why are you standing there? Wait for me to clean up for you? Get out of here after finishing cleaning up!"

After announcing the punishment of the two, Peng Guowei threw a bad face on the others, then turned around and left the locker room.

Seeing that no one was talking in the locker room, there was no whisper, and they packed up their own things and left this place that made them feel ashamed.

An internal strife that may be filled with gunpowder was resolved by Peng Guowei...

...

Check in to the hotel at 9 pm.

Zheng Yi sat on the toilet lid, staring at the vent with his head raised and stared at the vent in a daze.

This is where he was locked up - the bathroom. After returning from Real Madrid base, the confinement penalty proposed by Peng Guowei was immediately executed, and the penalty for running five kilometers was executed the next day for safety reasons.

He asked why Zheng Yi was locked up in the bathroom, and answered that Peng Guowei could not find a suitable place to impose a confinement punishment. Finally, the coaching staff members suggested that the toilet be closed.

In this way, Zheng Yi was sent in, and it has been nearly three hours now.

During this period, Zheng Yi was not idle either. In addition to sitting on push-ups with his legs on the toilet lid, he also carefully recalled the game this afternoon. As for the conflict with Li Jianbin, he didn't care at all, and he could be said to be heartless.

"What you have to do is take it step by step and finally blaze a path of your own life in the foggy world..."

"Is the striker really suitable for you?"

"You're suitable for playing in the midfield!"

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Looking at the fan blades that were constantly rotating in the ventilation vent, Zheng Yi's mind echoed what Shuangyunxing had said to him before.

"Is playing in the midfield my destination? Then what am I before? I am the king of football! The king of football will play in the midfield?"

As Zheng Yi's secondary disease fell out again, he began to worry about whether changing his career as a "King of Football" would lose face if he would change his career and play in the midfield.

Now he is like a fool who is trapped in the horns, unable to jump out of that acre of three-point land.

"This is…"

In the midst of entanglement, Zheng Yi suddenly had a picture of the afternoon game in the virtual space. His vast vision could make him see the deadly passing route at a glance... All of this made Zheng Yi feel like he was clearing the clouds and seeing the sky brightly.

Then the picture changed again. It was this afternoon's game. Hengyuan was crushed by Real Madrid in various ways, and they were restricted one by one, whether it was the passing line or the attack direction.

When the two were compared, Zheng Yi suddenly slapped his palm excitedly as if he was catching a life-saving straw and shouted: "Yes!"

"If you want to score a goal, you don't have to play as a striker! It's OK in the midfield!"

"Haha! Found it! I found it!"

…

"Zheng Yi! Zheng Yi! What's wrong with you?"...

...

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!