The first tumor in football

Chapter 150: The legs were broken!

Douyin live broadcast room.

In the live broadcast, only two headless men can be seen at this moment.

Because they were too excited, Zhan Jun and Fan Zhiyi had already jumped three feet high and jumped out of the camera's shooting range.

"In the 2th minute of the game, McGoldrick's shot once again broke through Chelsea's goal! Ipswich, they shockingly changed the score to 0:!"

"Wow, at this moment, I can hardly describe the excitement in my heart with words. Chelsea put almost all of its defensive focus on Song Wen. They were worried about Song Wen's dribbling, Song Wen's breakthrough, and even more worried about Song Wen's shooting! I have to admit that they have done a good job, but Conte! He has made a thousand calculations, but still missed one point, that is, Song Wen, as a midfielder, has an outstanding passing and assisting awareness! This seemingly light pass, but like an arrow piercing the heart, directly pierced through Chelsea's seemingly solid defense! Too exquisite! This is really too exquisite!!"

Fan Zhiyi even ignored the warning of the super administrator and started swearing in the live broadcast room.

"Fuck! Awesome! Song Wen! So fucking awesome! Is this guy cheating? How can he find such a cool view even in a three-man double team?! It's like having a God's perspective! You defend me, how can you defend me? My ability to create the ball is fucking world-class!!"

The barrage in the live broadcast room was completely boiling at this moment.

【66666! 】

[Fuck, even my grandma can pass the ball like this! ]

[No dude, are you serious? ]

[My grandma has been in heaven for five years, and she has a God's perspective.]

【Awesome! 】

[Then the question is, how can the haters still criticize Song Ze when he plays football like this? ]

[Song Zema, please leave some room for the haters! ]

[Woo woo woo! Wenwen! My husband is so handsome! I want to give birth to a baby for Wenwen! ]

[Aren’t you the housing manager?! Get to work!]

And when the whole Portman Road stadium was cheering for Ipswich's goal.

Conte on the sidelines was already disheartened.

At this moment, even though Conte had a lot of coaching experience, after seeing the score on the field jump from 1:0 to 2:0, he suddenly felt helpless.

He didn't even know how to direct the team to play football next.

What needs to be done has been done.

Why is this Song Wen like an invulnerable monster?

You can defend against his shooting, but can you defend against his passing?

Unless Chelsea players bring baseball bats to the field and break Song Wen's legs directly.

Conte, who has worked hard in the football world for many years, now has deep doubts about the football he has been engaged in.

Isn’t this a team competitive sport for eleven people?
Why is Song Wen always able to change the situation of the battle by himself?

In Conte's eyes, the other Ipswich players are just a group of ordinary players at the Championship level. To put it bluntly, facing Chelsea's luxurious lineup of stars, these people are nothing but a bunch of scum.

How come Song Wen can beat eleven people alone?

Is this still the football he knows?

And in an unknown tavern.

The wine glass that Klopp had handed to his mouth had been stagnant for a long time.

Mourinho also stared at the Ipswich players who were celebrating on the field without saying a word.

I don’t know how much time passed, Klopp sighed and scratched his head helplessly.

"I forgot about Song Wen's passing ability, so what should we do now? Is there really no way to limit him?"

Mourinho said nothing and no one knew what he was thinking.

Seeing that the other party was not in the mood to talk, Klopp sighed again and stood up.

"Let's go. There's no point in continuing to watch this game."

Klopp stood up to leave, but Mourinho, who was sitting opposite him, remained unmoved.

"Hey, what are you thinking about Mourinho."

At Klopp's urging, Mourinho raised his eyes and looked at the other party, then suddenly burst into laughter.

Fortunately, the drunkards in the pub were all celebrating Ipswich's goal at this time, making Mourinho's behavior seem not so neurotic and no one paid attention.

But this scared Klopp, and he quickly pushed Mourinho back.

"What are you doing? Did Song Wen drive you crazy?"

Mourinho was extremely excited at the moment. He danced with excitement and said:

"I know, I know..."

"What do you know?"

“A way to beat Ipswich!”

Hearing Mourinho's words, Klopp sobered up instantly and said excitedly:

"what way?"

He was a little worried that Mourinho was hiding something and was unwilling to tell him, so he quickly added:

"You won't meet them in the short term, and we will play Ipswich in two rounds. If your method is feasible, I don't mind letting my team be your guinea pigs."

Mourinho just laughed and murmured:

"The method is very simple. Find someone and ambush Song Wen on the road he must take to go home..."

Klopp frowned.

Mourinho continued:
"Then bring a stick and break his legs the day before the game. Ipswich without Song Wen is nothing at all, hahahahaha."

Looking at the somewhat crazy Mourinho, Klopp rolled his eyes.

It seems that Mourinho is really driven crazy.
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Portman Road Stadium.

When the game resumed, the morale of Ipswich players was boosted again.

Chelsea, on the other hand, seems a little numb.

Although Ipswich had defeated Arsenal, Tottenham and Manchester United before, Chelsea players did not take this game lightly.

But there are some things that you cannot understand the deep despair unless you face them yourself.

What made the Chelsea players even more speechless was that their head coach Conte on the sidelines had actually given up commanding the team and simply sat on the bench sulking.

This made Chelsea players dissatisfied.

After all, they played strictly according to the tactics arranged by Conte on the field.

With the team playing like this, Conte has to take the blame. Why are you acting so unhappy in front of the media now, as if the team fell behind in the score because they executed the tactical plan well.

The game time was already over 80 minutes, and Ipswich, with a two-goal lead, no longer needed to attack and began to retreat and defend, parking the bus.

This also allowed Song Wen to finally take a break.

But Chelsea is a wealthy team after all, and the quality of its players is indeed not to be underestimated.

With the head coach on strike, Chelsea's players have more opportunities to showcase their personal abilities.

In addition, Song Wen no longer ran frequently to support the entire court, and the defense against Hazard was no longer as tight as before.

This made the London's king of basketball finally feel like he was released from a cage.

In the 2th minute, King Zak scored a world-class goal with a powerful shot from outside the Ipswich penalty area, changing the score to 1:.

Just when the fans in the car were longing for a miracle, Song Wen desperately moved at the last moment. After Zaqiuwang fired a shot, the muzzle of the gun was blocked and it completely silenced.

Finally, when the referee blew the whistle to end the game in the 2th minute, the score between the two sides was fixed at Ipswich 1: Chelsea.

The Tractor Boys defended the dignity of their home court.

Chelsea, the powerful club from London, like its companions, could only return home in disgrace and defeat.

When Chelsea also lost, this time, the media and public opinion finally went completely crazy.

You know, four of the big six in the Premier League have been picked out by Song Wen.

Now only Manchester City and Liverpool are left.

At this moment, the fans of the two clubs unexpectedly developed a feeling of being in the same boat.

Both Liverpool fans and Manchester City fans began to discuss frantically on the Internet and questioned their club's head coaches whether they had any way to deal with Song Wen.

But whether it is Guardiola or Klopp, let alone on the Internet, even when facing reporters' siege and interviews in real life, as soon as they heard this question, they waved their hands and avoided the question.

The sudden emergence of Ipswich has undoubtedly become the most hotly discussed topic in football this year.

Everyone felt that things were really going to change in British football.
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Chun Yang Spa Club.

The proprietress Li Chunrong was wearing a red cheongsam, revealing her charming figure, and leaned on Song Wen's shoulder.

On the other side, a big-breasted foreign girl in a maid outfit was squatting on the ground rubbing the dead skin off Song Wen's feet.

"I didn't expect you to be so amazing. My store has been packed since 11am. They all said they came to check in and take photos to meet you."

Hearing Li Chunrong's words, Song Wen smiled shyly.

"They must be coveting the boss lady's body and using me as an excuse."

The big-breasted foreign girl picked up the towel beside her, wiped the water off Song Wen's feet, washed her hands, and then reached into Song Wen's empty arm on the other side.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't squeeze in. I'm a little tired today. I plan to go back and rest early."

The busty girl stood there at a loss, while Li Chunrong started to complain in dissatisfaction.

"Oh, now you're a big star, you don't look down on an old lady like me. It's true, at my age, I can be your mother."

Song Wen sat up from the bed, looked at Li Chunrong who looked resentful, and said with a smile:

"Stop it, Mom."

Hearing Song Wen's name, Li Chunrong's pretty face turned red as if water was about to drip out of it. She rushed forward and pretended to hit him, but Song Wen grabbed her waist and pinched her plump breasts. She whimpered and collapsed back.

Women of this age,
Worried about being harassed, Song Wen quickly hid in the bathroom and changed his clothes.

Then he walked out directly from the secret door of the bathroom.

There's nothing I can do about it. After all, I'm a celebrity now.

It's not that I'm afraid of anything.

It's really not enjoyable to be pulled up by people to take photos every day just for washing your feet.

Li Chunrong was also thoughtful. She paid out of her own pocket to arrange a secret passage for Song Wen, which could avoid the sight of other people and lead him directly to his prestigious 888VIP foot massage room.

Walking out of Chunyang Spa Club, Song Wen stretched.

Washing feet is a pleasurable thing.

But washing every day can actually make people feel tired.

After lying down for a long time, my body feels a little stiff.

Song Wen took out his cell phone and looked at the time. It was already two o'clock in the morning.

Without further delay, he walked towards the apartment.

After only taking two steps, he realized that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark alley.

No, not just one pair.

Song Wen frowned.

Could it be that we encountered a stray dog ​​late at night?

Although an adult man can fight several wild dogs alone, it is actually difficult to fight two wild dogs without getting injured.

After all, if you are scratched by teeth or claws, you have to get a rabies vaccine.

Therefore, many people’s fear of dogs does not come from the dogs themselves, but from the viruses that dogs may carry.

Song Wen looked around and happened to pick up a brick next to the wall of a residential building.

He picked up the brick, but the feeling of being watched did not disappear.

"That's not right. Generally speaking, when a dog sees a person bending down to pick up something, even if it doesn't run away, it should at least make some noise..."

Song Wen realized that things didn't seem that simple.

And on the deserted streets, the sound of human footsteps gradually began to be heard.
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Klopp was sitting at his desk, thinking.

It’s more like a daze than meditation.

There are less than two days left before the game against Ipswich, and he still hasn't thought of a good way to deal with Song Wen.

Just then, assistant coach Richard rushed in from outside the door.

Klopp seemed a little dissatisfied with being disturbed.

"Richard, you'd better have something important to tell me. You know I hate it when someone walks into my office without knocking."

Richard ignored Klopp's accusations and said breathlessly:
"Coach, something bad has happened."

Klopp was already upset, and became even more annoyed when he heard Richard's words.

"What's the big deal?"

Richard took a breath.

"Song... Ipswich player Song Wen, I heard his leg was broken!"

There was an eerie silence in the office for a few seconds.

Klopp stood up quickly.

"you sure?"

"I'm sure the gangsters who committed the crime have been arrested by the police. And according to the staff at Portman Road, Song Wen hasn't participated in the team's training for several days. This has never happened before."

Countless emotions flashed across Klopp's face at once.

Richard's expression was a little hesitant.

"Now people are saying that it was us in Liverpool who did this..."

He even looked at Klopp with suspicion.

This made Klopp furious and he grabbed his phone.

"Mourinho, are you crazy?!!!"

On the other side, in the largest bar in Liverpool.

Two men with hats covering their faces were twisting their bodies on the dance floor.

Grealish took off his mask and took a deep breath.

"Song, when are we going back? We've been hanging out in the bar for five days..."

(End of this chapter)