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Shen Feng kills Iraq!

Scored twice!

Fantastic national team debut.

Dujkovic and Folado also let go of their conflicts and prejudices towards each other at this moment, and were able to celebrate with a smile and high five.

Shen Feng, on the other hand, did not change his face after Iraq kicked off and actively fought for it.

Iraq's final blow failed to form a shot.

The final whistle blows.

competition is over.

The Chinese team won this life-and-death battle.

But it's just a continuation of life, and the initiative is not in his own hands.

When his teammates clapped each other to celebrate the victory, Shen Feng silently walked to the sidelines, walked around the field, bowed and applauded to the fans who shouted his name in the stands.

Shen Feng made the national football fans let go of their hatred towards Xie Yalong and Dujkovic. They prefer to cheer for the players rather than abuse them.

After going around the court for a while, Shen Feng returned to the locker room without waiting for his teammates.

He was furious.

Maybe he didn't realize that since he arrived in Xianghe and fell into an environment shrouded in negative energy, although he didn't care on the surface, he was also subtly affected bit by bit in his heart.

The accumulated negative energy has a certain amount of catharsis through the game.

But in the national team competition, there are also situations that make him feel bad.

After returning to the locker room, he sat down to drink water and recovered quickly.

After the teammates returned to the locker room, many people would come over and simply praise him.

Anyway, they are all low-educated, and there are only a few words that come and go.

When everyone sat down, Shen Feng spoke.

Winning is winning. If you win, everything is normal and everything is perfect.

That football is easy.

"If any of you play match-fixing, don't be stingy, bring me one, and if you have money, everyone can earn it together."

As soon as Shen Feng said this, everyone was dumbfounded.

Qi Qi looked at him.

And Shen Feng's cold expression was clearly mocking and humiliating them.

But I don't know who it is for.

Is it someone, or all of them?

Zheng Zhi spoke.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

This kind of joke can't be taken.

Shen Feng said lightly: "Okay, since it's not match-fixing, it's very simple.

The plaque that Bruce Lee spent his whole life kicking to pieces, but some people on our team tried to put the plaque together and carried it on their backs. "

First there was silence.

Then Zhu Ting dropped his jersey and stood up, walking towards Shen Feng with a look of anger.

"If you have any objections to me, just say it, don't be so sly, you think you are so great after scoring two goals, and you are here to spit blood?"

Shen Feng also got up straight and walked towards Zhu Ting, coming to the other side with a cold face and arrogance.

"How much water is in your brain? On the football field, I scored goals, of course I am amazing! If you have the ability, you can score!

I have a problem with you? I don't have that much free time, but as far as your performance is concerned, in four words, it's not as good as shit! "

Zhu Ting roared angrily: "I'm not as good as you, and I'm not as good as you, so I should be humiliated by you like this?"

"It's you who humiliated yourself! Are you running too far? Are you determined to fight for every opportunity? Do you know what you should do on the court?

Rubbish!

Your skills are not as good as others, and you don't even want to run. Why do you play football?

Look at yourself, how much muscle do you have? How strong can you fight? How strong is your core strength?

If you don't stop the ball well or pass it well, it means you haven't practiced enough!

If you can't win the confrontation, it means you don't have muscles!

If you don't dare to fight, it means you are weak!

If you don't even want to exert energy for the most basic running, you are a complete waste!

What do you do when you are behind?

What are you like in a draw?

Do you have the slightest bit of will to win?

Watching you play is just two words.

Useless! Useless! "

No one present knew every word of Shen Feng's furious words. This was what he said to himself every day when he was in La Masia.

All the basic skills about football, although there are differences in talent, can be practiced to the point of perfection through hard work.

As for the others, it is the individual players.

People are used to only staring at top stars and using top stars as a template, but in fact 90% of the players in the top league can be regarded as tool people. They are not necessarily talented, but they have honed the most basic things to the ultimate strong realm.

And this is their capital based on the top league.

Zhu Ting was speechless, Shen Feng's every sentence hit his weakness, making him unable to refute.

Then he was furious and scolded his mother!

Shen Feng took a step back, a smile flashed across his face.

Yes, there were no dirty words before, but now they are greeted by family members.

It can be regarded as entering the next stage!

Shen Feng's expression suddenly became extremely fierce, and he swung his right fist straight to hit Zhu Ting's face!

There was a scream!

Immediately afterwards, screams continued to ring out.

Everyone watched in disbelief as Shen Feng rode on Zhu Ting's body and punched him down.

Although Zhu Ting was protecting his face with both hands, every time he hit it, people were still shocked.

There was blood on the ground.

Zhu Ting screamed, "My nose is broken! My nose is broken!"

Shen Feng was suddenly kicked from the side and rolled aside.

He looked back and saw Han Peng's black feet.

"enough!"

Han Peng is older and can be regarded as a top local striker in the Chinese Super League.

At this time, he scolded Shen Feng condescendingly, as if he wanted to end this farce.

Before he could utter the second sentence, Shen Feng stood up and leaped out, flying over his shoulder and throwing Han Peng to the ground!

Han Peng was terrified when he fell on his back and lost weight.

Fuck!

Met a madman!

Shen Feng rode on Han Peng again and punched him in the face!

He saw blood under Han Peng's head.

Zheng Zhi quickly came up and dragged Shen Feng away.

When Shen Feng stood up and broke free from Zheng Zhi, he swung his elbow and hit Zheng Zhi's chest.

He turned around and looked at Zheng Zhi with cold eyes, as if he was questioning Zheng Zhi: Is it your turn?

Zheng Zhi clutched his chest and hurriedly took a step back.

Shen Feng turned his head again and looked at his teammates who were dumbfounded. Players like Hao Junmin, who were older than Shen Feng but still rookies in the national team, were already hiding in the corner and shivering.

"I'm sorry, I'm late, I missed your previous group fight, now I can make up for it, who else?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and some veterans were disheartened.

Look, this is the national football team.

A lot of farce.

Here comes a genius, a super shooter, who is not like them?

Shen Feng walked towards the shower room.

"If you don't play the ball well, can't people say a few words? If you can't say it and start playing hooligans, isn't it self-defeating? Rubbish!"

In the direction Shen Feng was walking, the teammates automatically moved out of the way, and obviously backed away.

They did have a gang fight.

But this kind of group fight is more like active restraint, one hit and then withdraw, the other party dares to fight back, then come again, and so on.

But in their eyes, Shen Feng really did it with the mentality of beating others!

The bridge of Zhu Ting's nose was broken, and the blood flowed profusely.

Han Peng's head was smashed open, blood spattered all over the ground.

Ruthless!

Shen Feng was standing in the shower room. Although he had no regrets at this time, he was still asking: Why are you so irritable when you come to the national team?

Atmosphere, environment, court performance, or pressure?

He couldn't figure it out, so he just ignored it.

The skin on the right hand is broken, it doesn't matter.

Dujkovic and Folado returned to the locker room with smiles on their faces, but they saw blood on the floor and were informed by the assistant that there had been a fight just now!

Both were dumbfounded.

Chinese football is a mystery!

Lose, hit.

Win and still play?

At this time, Shen Feng came back naked and changed into clothes, then ignored everyone's surprised eyes, picked up his backpack and left the dressing room.

When he passed the mixed area of ​​the stadium, countless reporters, even the national football media, had been waiting for a long time.

Shen Feng didn't want to accept an interview at first, but he felt that if he left like this, he would definitely be teased.

So he stood in the mixed area to accept the reporter's interview.

The CCTV reporter first asked him how he felt about winning the game for the team when he represented the national team for the first time.

Shen Feng said frankly: "Except for the final result, I... I think it's too difficult."

All the reporters were dumbfounded.

In my impression, Shen Feng is very familiar with the Dutch media in English, but why is he so poor in English when he arrives in China?

The reporter immediately asked: What is so difficult?

Shen Feng's eyes wandered, and he sighed: "There are bastards, cowards, and liars in a team, how can it not be difficult?"

The expressions of all the reporters were petrified.

How can you say that to your teammates?

But I couldn't help but get to the bottom of it.

Who is the bastard? Who is a coward? Who is the liar?

Shen Feng shook his head.

"Everyone sees football differently and understands it differently, so judge for yourself, I'm just saying what I feel.

I can only say that I really came to the national team. After experiencing it personally, it must be true that I was cheated as a fan for many years.

Tired of hearing 'we will work hard', 'we will not give up', 'we will persevere', all lies!

Talk about it, but you can't see it in action.

If I were a fan, I would never believe what the international football team said. "

The reporter is about to cry!

Are you smashing the national team's job?

You are a hero.

The hero demolished the house?

Shen Feng left.

Headlines are here!

Immediately after the match, Shen Feng was on the cusp of public opinion.

Word of mouth is polarized!

Naturally, some media pointed out that Shen Feng's post-match remarks were not only to disrupt the stage, but also disturb the morale of the army!

Not conducive to unity.

But there are also famous football commentators who support Shen Feng: Shen Feng tore off the last fig leaf of Chinese football with his performance on the field and his remarks after the game!

Most of the fans supported Shen Feng.

The reason is also simple.

Shen Feng's appearance as the savior was more than simply scoring two goals.

Anyone who has watched the game knows that during the period of time after his debut, he is the hardest, the best runner, and the most fighting spirit.

There is no harm without comparison.

Whether what he said is true or not is actually not important.

Because on the football field, food is the original sin!

Try harder, and kick out a pile of shit in the end, then all you can smell is the smell!

Disliked and reviled by others!

Then came the negative news about Shen Feng beating his teammates in the locker room after the match.

Shen Feng might not be able to get up and down on the cusp of the storm!