Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 435 Messi’s irrational behavior! Yucasta's wrath!
"Oh...!!"

"The goal was scored!! Chen Yufeng's goal allowed Atletico Madrid to complete the reversal and take the lead!"

"This is a goal worth a thousand dollars, this is an extremely exciting goal! When these two elements come together, this is a goal that can go down in history!"

"It happened in the 1718 season of La Liga, the battle for the top spot! The two sides faced were two La Liga giants who were in excellent form this season, Barcelona and Atletico Madrid! It was also a magic goal that scored six people in a row! No player was hit. Worth less than 3000 million euros!”

"This is a defense line worth hundreds of millions, but they seem worthless in front of Chen Yufeng!"

Liu Jiayuan roared excitedly. The suddenness and brilliance of this goal made him temporarily forget about the commentary position at this moment. He just wanted to sigh at the wonderfulness of this goal!
"Into the mirror, into the mirror!!"

“Take a photo!!”

"Chen Yufeng is awesome! So damn awesome! A superstar!"

"What is a superstar? This is a fucking superstar!!"

"Is superstar enough to sum up Chen Yufeng? I don't think so!!"

Besides.

Why wait until you are 30 to start showing off? !

Even if he tries 10 times in a row, he may not succeed even once.

"Fire tongs Liu Ming! This goal is much more exciting than the time Messi beat five people in a row. In fact, Chen Yufeng has already scored many goals like this!"

In the winger position, Messi's eyes were a little anxious.

Chen Yufeng has shown much more than him in this game.

Objectively speaking, at the moment, currently, the best one is definitely Chen Yufeng.

Inside the Calderon Arena, Barcelona's players put the football back on the kick-off spot.

In that game, the opponent won completely.

In a daze, Messi returned to last year's Champions League. He seemed to see Chen Yufeng wearing Leicester City's No. 66 jersey standing in front of him.

Of course, the source of all painful emotions is that desire is too strong.

"Beep!"

Barcelona's players knew the importance of this game and had a strong desire to win, so when they fell behind, they felt unprecedented pain.

The dominance he played has never been achieved by Cristiano Ronaldo and Messi. He broke many records of these two people.

The point is, after Chen Yufeng scored 8 goals in 20 rounds, the competition for the La Liga top scorer list this season has basically come to an end.

He really wanted to hold the ball and prove that he was no worse than Chen Yufeng, but after thinking about it carefully, Chen Yufeng's goal that passed six people in a row required too many elements.

Continuous failed attempts have brought criticism and comparison videos from fans...Messi has no courage to continue playing. He doesn't know how to win this head-on contest.

This kind of head-to-head competition, an opportunity to prove strength, is obviously what he is looking forward to...

"It's okay. It's still his this year. Keep it this way and it will still be next year. Even if he declines a little bit the next year, Cristiano Ronaldo and Messi will also decline. The Ballon d'Or still belongs to him. What about the future? Fuck the future, the future Who knows, as long as he wins four Golden Balls, he will be the best in history.”

Judging from Chen Yufeng's current state, it should only be a matter of time before these two records are broken.

This point is actually not worth saying more. Fans have talked about this many times, and everyone has their own opinions.

"..."

In terms of historical achievements, Chen Yufeng is still slightly inferior. It is well known that he has been in football for too little time and has not accumulated enough honors.

But, if so, why didn't he show it earlier? !

Even if Barcelona wins in the end, Chen Yufeng cannot lose.

"Only by remembering this can everyone understand how powerful Chen Yufeng is."

……

With "can't figure it out" in his heart, Messi rejoined the game. This time he felt numb.

Even if they just send a barrage, even if they only appear for a moment, they may stay with this goal forever. They will appear in the video edited by some people after the game.

"He is truly the undisputed number one among current players, and even the best in the 21st century! There may not be another player like this in the future!"

In this head-on confrontation between Chen Yufeng and Messi, people naturally talked about their status in football.

Everyone looks confused, they are at a loss, they don’t know how to break the situation, and they are afraid of failure.

"Chen Yufeng's five best goals in his career should all be recorded in history! Such a goal will be remembered by other players once in their entire career!"

There is only one consensus, wait a little longer and give Chen Yufeng some time to take a look!
He will come up!
Someone is cheating?
If someone tries to bully you, let’s take a look!

"The word "best" is a bit arbitrary. He has too few historical honors...His shortcomings are always in terms of achievements. Messi and Ronaldo have won many Ballon d'Ors, but he only has one."

Without giving Messi a chance to think again, the referee blew the whistle for the game to restart.

Fans in the live broadcast room took pictures one after another. They hoped that they could be involved in the moment when the goal happened.

Could it be that he is really better than me? Have a more powerful talent than me?

Just two short of Messi's annual goal record of 91 goals! And the two La Liga single-season scoring records!

So does this game.

A deeper pain emerged in Messi's heart. When he reached this position, he received greater exposure, had more fans, and endured more things. The Internet violence became more violent.

After staying in this insensitive environment for a while, he shook his head and wanted to adjust his state, face the game well, and strive to surpass Chen Yufeng in single-game statistics.

But his mentality is already like this, how can he transcend it?

After several attempts to no avail, Messi fell into numbness again. This time the numbness was so complete that there was some anger in the numbness.

When the first half of the game was about to end, he looked at Chen Yufeng, who was still active in his own backcourt, and suddenly had a not-so-good idea in his heart.

"Chen Yufeng holds the ball! Choose to split sides! During this period, Barcelona felt a little out of breath. Valverde kept waving on the sidelines and seemed very anxious."

"If the defense can't prevent it, that's another story. At present, their biggest problem is that they can't attack. If they can't attack, they won't have a chance. If they don't have a chance, they won't score. If they don't score, they won't go ahead! "

"I don't want to talk anymore. In the 10th round of the 10th league, will Barcelona open up a gap with Atletico Madrid who are in hot form?"

"Koke returned the ball, and Chen Yufeng held the ball again! We saw Messi in the camera chasing the ball back to half-court. Is he going to help defend? He worked really hard today."

Liu Jiayuan was still looking forward to another face-to-face confrontation between the two superstars. He also praised Messi's professionalism.

But no one expected that Messi suddenly dropped to the ground behind Chen Yufeng and slid towards Chen Yufeng's ankle!

"Stab!" This was a very heavy kick, and it seemed that he was not aiming at the football at all. His target was Chen Yufeng's ankle!

Chen Yufeng, who was running, suddenly felt a force of gravity coming from behind. In order to protect himself, his body jumped uncontrollably, and then when he was in the air, he felt a "bumping" sound coming from his ankle. He seemed to have entered his own body and saw the moment when his ankle muscles were broken!
"Ah..." After Chen Yufeng fell to the ground, he gritted his teeth and roared in pain.

What screamed was not the pain, but the release of anger about his injury and the release of hatred towards the opponent's players.

As he fell to the ground, he glanced and saw Messi with evasive eyes.

"Is it him?" Chen Yufeng had a bitter smile on his lips, and stronger anger arose in his heart.

He can understand being shoveled like this by a defender and midfielder, but he can't understand being shoveled like this by Messi, who is in the same position as him and competes for the best at the same time.

No, to be precise, he understood it, but it was unacceptable!

"Beep beep beep beep!!!" The referee's whistle sounded, and countless people rushed to the scene of the incident.

Godin arrived first. He rushed towards Messi excitedly, pushed hard towards Messi's chest with both hands, and directly pushed the latter to stagger.

Pique, Umtiti and others quickly came up and pulled Godin away.

But Saul and Koke, who usually remain quiet, quickly broke out of the siege and rushed towards Messi.

"Damn it!! Do you want to destroy him?! What are you doing?? I finally got to see you clearly today!" Cork glared angrily, and kept pushing Messi away with his strong upper body. The latter was forced to retreat in succession.

Saul even punched Messi, but was stopped by Felipe who rushed over.

There was a sudden chaos here.

At first, Messi knew that he was in the wrong, or felt that he could not beat the opponent, so he did not dare to fight against everyone. But after his teammates arrived and his anger came out, he turned around and rushed towards The location of the incident.

"Do you think the game is child's play? Shouldn't there be confrontation in football? Are you serious?" He and Saul had a quarrel.

"Is that a competition for you? I'm afraid you will be ashamed after I expose you! Hahaha!" Saul and others confronted Messi, "You talk about confrontation? Healthy Chen Yufeng, even if there are three of you together I can’t even fight it!”

"What did you say?!" Messi rushed to Saul and pushed the bull together with Saul.

"Everyone get out of here!!" A sharp voice came, shocking everyone.

Turning around and looking, Atlético Madrid's team doctor Jucasta and her own team doctor ran over, squatted beside Chen Yufeng with a box, and began to check anxiously.

"Does it hurt like this? How about this? Do you still feel it? Can you move? Be careful! Be careful not to get hurt a second time! Does it hurt?" Yucasta knelt on one knee, pinching Chen Yufeng's foot with her left and right hands while holding it. Touching Chen Yufeng's calf, he kept asking.

After checking for a while, she turned to look at another team doctor, "The ankle ligament is torn, please call a stretcher. For more details, please go back to the locker room and check again, hurry up!!"

She devoted herself to her work and no longer cared about Chen Yufeng or the familiar relationship between the two in private. She just focused on observing the injury and mobilizing the stretcher bearer. "Pay attention, lift up the four corners. If you are injured, who will be responsible?" ?”

"Give in, give in!! Stop arguing!!"

It wasn't until Chen Yufeng walked away and returned to the place to pick up the medical kit that she finally showed her emotions.

Yucasta glared at Messi, who was not far away, with an excited expression: "I'm ashamed of you! Really! You are not like a man, you dare not take responsibility, and you dare not face problems. When things happen that you can’t solve, you always choose to escape!”

"If you can't leave yourself, choose to let others leave!"

"You are no longer the Messi you were before, stop pretending, you have become very thorough."

"Finally, I'm ashamed of you! I never wish I could see you again!"

Jucasta trotted away with the medical kit. The tense atmosphere at the scene made the young female team doctor feel suffocated. She didn't know why she had the courage to confront the world superstar Messi on the court.

All she knew was that something was really wrong with her emotions.

Seeing countless Atletico Madrid fans standing up and holding their heads in their hands, seeing Simeone squatting on the sidelines with a worried face, for some reason, Jucasta suddenly had the urge to cry.

She didn't know if she was under too much pressure.

……

Not long after, in the locker room.

"It's just a torn ligament, so prepare to lie down for 90 days. You can start restorative training on the 60th day, but full recovery takes about 90 days."

Yucasta's partner used professional instruments to check the detailed information and told Chen Yufeng this information.

Chen Yufeng was lying on the bed. His emotions had calmed down and he no longer had any exciting thoughts. "I know."

"You are so good at getting along with others, why didn't you see him coming up just now?" Yucasta asked at the side.

"Who knew he would tackle directly? In my impression, Messi rarely tackles." Chen Yufeng smiled helplessly.

"After taking a break, what about the scorer list?" Yucasta asked worriedly.

"What should I do? Just do it like that. What can I do?"

Chen Yufeng did not answer the question properly, "Just take a few days' rest, who will catch up? What I'm more worried about is Atletico Madrid's results and maintaining their winning streak."

"How many days? Didn't you hear, it was..." Yucasta was a little anxious when she was interrupted by Chen Yufeng: "I said a few days, just a few days. Okay Yucasta, I have to tell You, I have super powers."

"What time has it been? There's still time to joke." Yucasta complained a little.

"Okay, let's put it bluntly, my physique is quite special."

Chen Yufeng raised his eyebrows, "It was like this when I was at Leicester City, so you don't have to worry about me. If I miss two games at most, I will come back."

"As for when I come back..." He hesitated slightly, with a fierce look in his eyes, "I want to kill Barcelona and Messi to death!"

He was definitely still angry, but it was buried deep in his heart.

No matter who Messi is, no matter how many people in Barcelona like him, or his own character or moral standards.

When someone does something so rude and disgusting to him, of course he has to hit him back!
"I agree, but your first sentence is..." Yucasta was still a little dissatisfied, but she was interrupted again by Chen Yufeng. This time, Chen Yufeng was extra serious, "I'm serious, You Casta."

"You have to believe me. Do you know why I don't get hurt? Or, do you know why I heal quickly every time I get hurt?"

"Didn't Leicester City's team doctor tell you? My body structure is very special, my physical fitness fluctuates, and my hand injuries heal many times faster than ordinary people."

"Don't investigate the information or check my body. I said I'm special, so I'm the only one."

Chen Yufeng turned to look at Yucasta who was staying in place, "I have to tell you this. You can think about this in conjunction with my physical fluctuations. Since I said it, it is true."

Yucasta didn't speak for a long time, but her team doctor partner next to her spoke up, "In the sports medicine literature last year, there was an additional paper about the special body structure of a football player."

"Author Philip?" Chen Yufeng turned around and asked.

"Yes." His partner nodded stupidly.

"That's me."

Chen Yufeng shrugged, feeling a little helpless: "What can I do? All I can say is, are you envious of your ability to recover from injuries? It's because of your physical strength."

(End of this chapter)