In the warm-up match, Juventus trailed Barcelona by one goal 0 - 1 in the first half. Chen Feng shot a low ball into the middle of the penalty area to break the goal.
"The first time Messi entered Buffon's goal was in 2015.”Some experts were discussing Chen Feng as a player, subconsciously comparing him to Messi.
"He's really too good. At the age of seventeen, he can score against a team like Juventus. It's really unbelievable.”
"Right now, we have reason to believe that perhaps, the future belongs to the era of Chen Feng and Neymar.”Although Messi was still playing football, people had subconsciously compared Chen Feng and Neymar to the new hope of the future football world.
Chen Feng looked at Juventus 'starting lineup for the second half.
Barcelona's main players were all off the field.
Now, it was just a bunch of substitutes playing.
But Juventus?
It was just that a few unknown midfielders had been replaced in the midfield.
None of the players in the two key positions of the forward and back line were changed.
Dybala was still on the pitch, Higuaín was still there, and Manjukic was still there.
Chiellini was also on the defensive line.
Even the goalkeeper, Buffon, was present.
In the midfield, only Bentankur, Matuidi, and Marchisio were replaced.
The friendly warm-up match had an unlimited number of substitutes.
But now! The scene before his eyes truly disgusted Chen Feng.
The three players were all top substitutes for Juventus.
Bentankur was the youngest midfielder in Argentina. Although he was not as good as a world-class midfielder, he was still easier to adapt to the team system than Barcelona's current substitute midfielders.
"He's really shameless." Suáriz was so angry that he threw a towel.
"It's okay. It's just a friendly game. If Juventus wants to play like this, let them play. After all, Serie A starts later than La Liga.”Valverde rested his chin on his hand as he inspected Barcelona's substitutes.
The match officially began.
Andre Gomez controlled the ball in the midfield and kicked forward. The fullback Semedo caught Andre Gomez's pass and ran all the way. His speed was too fast.
Semedo was a black man who was good at speed. He dribbled the ball all the way, but it was intercepted by Juventus 'defender, Sandro.
Then, he passed the ball forward to Bentankur, who was running.
After receiving the ball, the young uruguayan vigorously passed the ball to the front of the penalty area.
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Chen Feng was truly convinced.
The quality of Bentankur's pass into the penalty area was too good.
After Dibala received the ball, he immediately shot.
The ball went in!
Barcelona's substitute player was dejected.
After Dybala scored, he waved his fist excitedly and stared at Messi, who was sitting off the field. Did you see that? Messi, I'm stronger than you. I'm better than you. Why? Why do you have to step on my head?
The angry Dybala thought so, but only he thought so because everyone in the world knew that the only people who could compare to Messi were Neymar and Ronaldo.
The match continued.
Helpless, Chen Feng chose to retreat towards the midfield.
He stood in the middle of the field.
Bentankur had intercepted Andre Gomez. After the Portugal's ball was intercepted, Bentankur had passed the ball again. In the end, Chen Feng stepped forward and destroyed Bentankur's pass.
The entire audience looked at the scene in front of them in shock.
"Chen Feng, he's back to defend. Oh my god, the striker actually ran to the midfield to receive his teammate.”Everyone looked at Chen Feng's outstanding attitude in disbelief.
" I am now convinced that what our team needs is Chen Feng's spirit of not giving up. You should know that the young lads of our national football team are all tired from running and don't want to run anymore before taking a walk. However, Chen Feng is using his battles to motivate our Chinese children to be brave and not be afraid of being tired!”Duan Xuan looked at Chen Feng's intercept, tears glistening in the corner of her eyes.
What was the most painful thing for a commentator?
That was, commentating on Chinese football was the most painful because they had to face the national football team again and again. If they were not playing Shaolin Kungfu throat lock, they would be playing all kinds of red card moves, and the striker would hit the plane with a single knife.
"The future belongs to me." Chen Feng looked at Juventus 'midfielder, Bentankur, and said.
"Damn brat." Bentankur clenched his fist. He was only 21 years old, while Chen Feng was 17 years old. Hence, he felt that Chen Feng was very young.
After Juventus served, Matuidi received the ball again in the midfield. This time, he chose to dribble the ball to attract the attention of Barcelona's Paulino. Paulino went forward to intercept, but the counter-snatch failed.
After Cuadrado received the ball, he ran all the way to the front field. Facing Barcelona's defense, he passed the ball and rushed into the penalty area!
Chen Feng frowned.
Juventus began. Football was a sport involving 11 players. No matter how good Chen Feng was, if his teammate's ball did not reach his feet, it would be useless.
The Barcelona players, who had lost their main players, were clearly beaten up and could not even touch the ball.
"We're going to be bombarded from high altitude." Chen Feng quickly ran towards the penalty area. Manjuki? jumped up, intending to head the ball.
"Him again!" Messi and Suáriz stood up from their seats. Barcelona was most afraid of high balls because the team was not tall.
Manjukic was 1.92 meters tall. After he jumped up to head the ball, the ball was shot into the goal in an instant.
Terstegen helplessly spread his hands.
"Two to one!" Juventus took the lead again.
Why was he so serious in the warm-up match? Chen Feng sighed. He could already feel the pain. He was the only one on the field who had the chance to counterattack against Juventus. The other players were clearly lacking in cooperation. After all, they were substitutes.
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