Football: Three sure-fire weaknesses in every match!

Xu Yang continued to perform:

"And now, as Lin Qi's performance gets better and better..."

"His standards for choosing girlfriends, and even future wives, will probably become increasingly high in the future."

"Most girls would probably be hard to catch his eye."

He Wei smiled and said:

"Coach Xu has already started thinking about his marriage."

"But then again..."

"After tonight, Lin Qi's popularity in Europe will probably really take another leap forward."

……

Meanwhile, the live broadcast room in China.

The male fans have completely lost their composure.

【What?! How could she refuse that?! She's Watanabe Mayu!】

【No, Lin Qi, wake up! If it were me, I wouldn't just offer a jersey, I'd keep the player! Forget jerseys, I'd give them shoes! I'd even ask for their contact information!】

[Dude, take a look in the mirror! Wake up! They're asking about Lin Qi, not you! Lin Qi is a hat trick winner at San Siro now, so it's perfectly reasonable for him to have higher standards!]

[Damn it, for the first time I hate myself for not being able to play soccer! Why wasn't I the one standing there?!]

[Because you can't even get a starting spot on the neighborhood basketball court!]

That really hurts, bro!

[Actually, Lin Qi's approach is quite good! Giving away a stranger your close-fitting jersey from a recent game would be really strange! It shows a sense of boundaries, which is a big plus!]

[Yeah, don't be captivated by female celebrities! This is how top athletes should behave! The more refined they are, the more sophisticated they appear!]

……

Lin Qi and his teammates had already walked down to the away team's stands.

He raised his hands.

We applauded the blue and white stands.

The Sampdoria fans in the stands responded wildly.

"Forest!"

"Forest!"

"Forest!"

The sounds became increasingly synchronized.

It grew louder and louder.

Behind.

Watanabe Mayu was still standing by the stands.

Looking at that young figure surrounded by the blue and white ocean.

She made a funny face again.

Then he smiled and clapped.

Although I didn't get the jersey.

But she knew.

Tonight's game.

My trip wasn't in vain.

……

The players' tunnel entrance.

Sampdoria players are heading to the locker room.

Bruno Fernandes had just draped the towel over his shoulder and hadn't even stepped inside when he was stopped by several journalists from his hometown of Portugal.

"Bruno!"

"May I say a few words?"

"What are your thoughts on today's match?"

B stopped in his tracks.

Sweat still clung to his forehead.

His breathing hadn't completely calmed down.

But when he heard the question, he hardly hesitated.

"Lin Qi is too outstanding."

"Not just exceptionally good."

"It's the kind of outstanding performance that can change the game."

The reporter immediately followed up with:

Do you think Sampdoria can maintain its current momentum?

B.Fee glanced in the direction of the locker room.

Then he said seriously:

"As long as Lin Qi isn't injured."

"We will not collapse."

As soon as those words were spoken...

The surrounding reporters were all stunned for a moment.

That's too direct.

However, there was no indication that the fee would be taken back.

"This is not an exaggeration."

"You've seen it too."

"In the second half of today's match, Milan's defenders started making some very bad physical contact with him."

"Pull and tug".

"Collision".

"The subtle tricks behind the scenes."

His tone gradually became somber.

"This kind of thing is very common in professional football."

"But we must protect him."

"Especially in the midfield."

"We can't just keep passing him the ball and waiting for him to solve everything."

"We also need to share the pressure with him."

"To shield him from some of the impact."

"Pass him a more comfortable ball."

Speaking of it.

B paused for a moment.

A slight smile appeared on his face.

"certainly."

"I will do my best."

The Portuguese journalist then asked:

"Do you think Lin Qi has a chance to compete for this year's Golden Boy Award?"

B answered even faster this time.

"Of course."

"And I think the chances are very high."

"If he continues to play like that..."

"No one can ignore him."

"Our whole team will do our best to help him."

"Help him get this honor."

After he finished speaking, he nodded to the reporter.

No further words were said.

He turned and walked into the locker room.

The door had just been pushed open.

The sounds from inside immediately burst forth.

Sampdoria's locker room.

It has completely turned into a celebration scene.

The music was turned on.

Water bottles flew everywhere.

The towel is hanging on the lamp stand.

Someone was sitting shirtless in a chair and shouting.

Some people are frantically scrolling through news on their phones.

Some people even posed for a goal celebration in front of a mirror.

This is a night of a 3-0 away win against AC Milan.

No one can calm down immediately.

Muriel sat in the middle of the bench.

Like she just finished her solo concert.

He took off his sneakers and raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

"Everyone!"

"I think there should be a step now."

Everyone looked at him.

Muriel said in a very serious tone:

"Praise me!"

The locker room was silent for a second.

Then they burst out laughing.

"here we go again."

"He's doing it again."

"Muriel Individual Recognition Ceremony"

Muriel wasn't embarrassed at all.

On the contrary, the more they talked, the more excited they became.

"Did I take credit for myself today?"

"I didn't just bring it along randomly, did I?"

"Did I deliver a really beautiful low cross?"

"Did I play a part in Lin Qi's hat trick?"

As he spoke, he pulled his basketball socks down a little.

A bloody gash was visible on his calf.

"have a look!"

"These are the marks of war!"

"Milan's defense is terrible."

"They simply can't handle our super-powerful attack line."

"They have no choice but to resort to such underhanded tactics!"

He became more and more agitated as he spoke.

He stood up abruptly.

"Did you know?"

"If I weren't there to support Lin Qi on the front line."

"Lin Qi will definitely suffer even more abuse!"

"Lots of bullets!"

He patted his chest.

"I took it all for him!"

The locker room erupted in laughter.

B-Fei had just come in when he heard this and couldn't help but say:

"Are you sure you didn't dribble the ball into the crowd yourself?"

Muriel immediately pointed at him.

"envy."

"That's just a midfielder being jealous of the striker."

Everyone laughed again.

But jokes aside.

Everyone knows that.

Muriel played really well today.

He was pulling on the left side.

Shock.

And then there was that final low, flat shot.

Both are extremely important.

Especially the third goal.

Without his forced crosses...

Lin Qi wouldn't be able to complete the encirclement so easily.

Captain Viviano then stepped forward.

He took off his gloves while coughing twice in a mock manner.

"alright."

"Although he exaggerated a lot."

"But Muriel certainly deserves praise today."

Muriel immediately straightened his back.

"Did you hear me?"

"Captain Certification"

Viviano ignored him and continued:

"certainly."

"I want to thank everyone even more."

He patted his chest.

"Because you guys gave me my first shutout bonus of the season."

These words were spoken.

Another commotion erupted in the locker room.

Viviano said seriously:

"Don't laugh."

"The clean sheet bonus in a goalkeeper's contract is no small sum."

"This is a very fragrant piece of meat."

"Please continue to work hard in the future."

"Let me eat a few more pieces."

Everyone laughed and applauded.

……