Chapter 523 The original appearance
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San Bi Xiao Dao Li
Chapter 523 The original appearance
The time for the players to interact with the fans is not long. After entering the autumn, the night in Italy is already a bit cooler. After a brief interaction with the fans, the players returned to the locker room to wash and change clothes.
"Tomorrow is a day off."
Conte, who was sitting quietly waiting in the locker room, announced the news after the players came out: "But I ask you to be full of energy when you gather the day after tomorrow!"
"Yes sir!"
The players who had lost hope in the team holiday after losing this game cheered at this moment, and the big guys nodded repeatedly to reassure the coach.
"Although we lost this game, it's not like you have no chance of revenge. Half a month later, that is, after the end of the two league rounds, we will challenge Wolfsburg in front of Germany."
Satisfied with the team members' response, Conte nodded and added: "So, instead of continuing to keep your head down and complain about yourself, it's better to go back and have a good rest now!"
When Conte said this, he kept looking at Maurantanio, who was bowing his head intentionally or unintentionally. After Pugioni performed well in two consecutive games, this loss had a great impact on the team's first goalkeeper.
"understand!"
Hearing the players' responses again, Conte shook his head and walked out of the locker room. The head coach is not a psychiatrist, and he should not be involved in the competition for positions in the team. The next step is to see if Tanio himself can come out.
As soon as the coach left, the packed players began to leave the locker room one after another. Some players who had a good relationship with Tanio patted the team's vice-captain on the shoulder and said nothing.
As the captain, Liu Feng sat down next to Tanio after comforting Scarpelli: "The coach is right, Tanio, this is just a game."
"I understand, Feng."
Tanio, who was not in a good mood, smiled wryly after hearing Liu Feng's words: "I understand the truth, I'm fine, trust me."
"Eh..., well, then go back tonight and have a good rest."
Facing Tanio, who was older than himself and had much more game experience than himself, Liu Feng was a little speechless for a while. He was only 20 years old and really couldn't play the image of a caring big brother.
"Hmm, go back quickly."
That night, when Liu Feng felt that it was getting late in his villa, he sighed and put Tanio's affairs aside, and he lay down on the bed after a simple wash.
The first defeat in the Champions League came neither sooner nor later. On the basis of having already won two victories, although Liu Feng regretted not being able to score points at home, he did not have too many fluctuations in his heart.
There has never been a permanent winner in football. All the players can do is to make failures less and more victories. As long as they can do their best every time they appear on the field, there is no need for any negative emotions.
That night, there was no dream.
The next day, when Liu Feng woke up from his sleep, it was already late. After a brief wash, he logged on to various websites through his notebook and saw the report about Piacenza again.
For the first time in a game in Piacenza, media reporters did not focus on Liu Feng, but on Bosnian striker Dzeko who scored twice in the Champions League.
"It's hard for Super Maple to break the door, and the Trident of Wolf Castle is unstoppable."
"Genius striker from Bosnia and Herzegovina, Dzeko!"
After warming up a glass of milk, Liu Feng read it while eating it with bread. He even laughed when he read these headlines, because it was carved out of the same mold as the previous news describing himself.
In his heart, he complained about the lack of literary talents of the media. After drinking the milk in his hand, Liu Feng stood up and looked at the small stadium outside.
Life goes on and training never stops.
Training all morning, then playing online games with Yuan Xiao in the afternoon, and finally having a phone call with my mother and grandparents who are far away in China when night comes.
Liu Feng's holiday this day was quite fulfilling, at least in his opinion, it was very pleasant, of course, it would be more perfect if there were no constant nagging from his mother and grandmother.
"Got it, mom, I don't catch a cold once a year!"
"I don't catch a cold once a year, so I have to pay attention to it. If you can't take care of yourself, I will fly to Italy to clean you up!"
"Liu Feng, I very much agree with your mother this time!"
"Okay, okay, mom, grandma, I will take care of myself."
Rubbing their foreheads, and finally after Liu Feng repeatedly promised that he would not let himself get sick easily again, the two elders stopped continuing.
Afterwards, the grandfather who answered the phone and Liu Feng confirmed the remaining situation of the medicine and told him that another batch of new ones would be sent to him in a while for him to pay attention to check. The international call officially ended.
When Liu Feng put down the phone, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he saw his relatives in front of him.
This night was still an extremely peaceful night.
When the players reassembled at the training base, everyone was in high spirits, apparently having simply spent a day off in Piacenza.
"Very well, I am very satisfied with your state, so let's start training now!"
On the training field, Conte stopped talking and arranged the latest training task after a scan: "I hope you can continue to maintain this state for the away game in four days."
"Good coach!"
All the players responded in unison, and the players in each position quickly ran to different training programs, and started a day of training under the guidance of each coach in charge of a single program.
It is worth noting that after a day's vacation, Maurantanio has returned to his previous state. He showed a smiling face again in training and performed quite positively.
Although I don't know how he spent this day, Liu Feng and others who have a good relationship with Tanio are quite pleased with his change.
It is not terrible to encounter failure. As long as you can continue to go on, there will be a day when you can turn around. You can become the team's vice-captain and have been in the team since Serie B. I believe that Tanio will not be defeated so easily.
"Concentrate! El, don't be lazy!"
So, on the training ground in Piacenza, everything returned to its original appearance. Under the leadership of the young Conte, this vigorous team set sail again.
Three days of training passed in a flash, and when the players gathered in the team's conference room again, the away game against Sampdoria was imminent.
"Next, I will announce the squad and starting lineup for tomorrow's game."
The ordinary days are over and the game is here again.
Chapter 1 here!Thanks to "Double Twins", "Chachazai" and "1 Danling" for their monthly votes, the knife official is very grateful!
(End of this chapter)
The time for the players to interact with the fans is not long. After entering the autumn, the night in Italy is already a bit cooler. After a brief interaction with the fans, the players returned to the locker room to wash and change clothes.
"Tomorrow is a day off."
Conte, who was sitting quietly waiting in the locker room, announced the news after the players came out: "But I ask you to be full of energy when you gather the day after tomorrow!"
"Yes sir!"
The players who had lost hope in the team holiday after losing this game cheered at this moment, and the big guys nodded repeatedly to reassure the coach.
"Although we lost this game, it's not like you have no chance of revenge. Half a month later, that is, after the end of the two league rounds, we will challenge Wolfsburg in front of Germany."
Satisfied with the team members' response, Conte nodded and added: "So, instead of continuing to keep your head down and complain about yourself, it's better to go back and have a good rest now!"
When Conte said this, he kept looking at Maurantanio, who was bowing his head intentionally or unintentionally. After Pugioni performed well in two consecutive games, this loss had a great impact on the team's first goalkeeper.
"understand!"
Hearing the players' responses again, Conte shook his head and walked out of the locker room. The head coach is not a psychiatrist, and he should not be involved in the competition for positions in the team. The next step is to see if Tanio himself can come out.
As soon as the coach left, the packed players began to leave the locker room one after another. Some players who had a good relationship with Tanio patted the team's vice-captain on the shoulder and said nothing.
As the captain, Liu Feng sat down next to Tanio after comforting Scarpelli: "The coach is right, Tanio, this is just a game."
"I understand, Feng."
Tanio, who was not in a good mood, smiled wryly after hearing Liu Feng's words: "I understand the truth, I'm fine, trust me."
"Eh..., well, then go back tonight and have a good rest."
Facing Tanio, who was older than himself and had much more game experience than himself, Liu Feng was a little speechless for a while. He was only 20 years old and really couldn't play the image of a caring big brother.
"Hmm, go back quickly."
That night, when Liu Feng felt that it was getting late in his villa, he sighed and put Tanio's affairs aside, and he lay down on the bed after a simple wash.
The first defeat in the Champions League came neither sooner nor later. On the basis of having already won two victories, although Liu Feng regretted not being able to score points at home, he did not have too many fluctuations in his heart.
There has never been a permanent winner in football. All the players can do is to make failures less and more victories. As long as they can do their best every time they appear on the field, there is no need for any negative emotions.
That night, there was no dream.
The next day, when Liu Feng woke up from his sleep, it was already late. After a brief wash, he logged on to various websites through his notebook and saw the report about Piacenza again.
For the first time in a game in Piacenza, media reporters did not focus on Liu Feng, but on Bosnian striker Dzeko who scored twice in the Champions League.
"It's hard for Super Maple to break the door, and the Trident of Wolf Castle is unstoppable."
"Genius striker from Bosnia and Herzegovina, Dzeko!"
After warming up a glass of milk, Liu Feng read it while eating it with bread. He even laughed when he read these headlines, because it was carved out of the same mold as the previous news describing himself.
In his heart, he complained about the lack of literary talents of the media. After drinking the milk in his hand, Liu Feng stood up and looked at the small stadium outside.
Life goes on and training never stops.
Training all morning, then playing online games with Yuan Xiao in the afternoon, and finally having a phone call with my mother and grandparents who are far away in China when night comes.
Liu Feng's holiday this day was quite fulfilling, at least in his opinion, it was very pleasant, of course, it would be more perfect if there were no constant nagging from his mother and grandmother.
"Got it, mom, I don't catch a cold once a year!"
"I don't catch a cold once a year, so I have to pay attention to it. If you can't take care of yourself, I will fly to Italy to clean you up!"
"Liu Feng, I very much agree with your mother this time!"
"Okay, okay, mom, grandma, I will take care of myself."
Rubbing their foreheads, and finally after Liu Feng repeatedly promised that he would not let himself get sick easily again, the two elders stopped continuing.
Afterwards, the grandfather who answered the phone and Liu Feng confirmed the remaining situation of the medicine and told him that another batch of new ones would be sent to him in a while for him to pay attention to check. The international call officially ended.
When Liu Feng put down the phone, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he saw his relatives in front of him.
This night was still an extremely peaceful night.
When the players reassembled at the training base, everyone was in high spirits, apparently having simply spent a day off in Piacenza.
"Very well, I am very satisfied with your state, so let's start training now!"
On the training field, Conte stopped talking and arranged the latest training task after a scan: "I hope you can continue to maintain this state for the away game in four days."
"Good coach!"
All the players responded in unison, and the players in each position quickly ran to different training programs, and started a day of training under the guidance of each coach in charge of a single program.
It is worth noting that after a day's vacation, Maurantanio has returned to his previous state. He showed a smiling face again in training and performed quite positively.
Although I don't know how he spent this day, Liu Feng and others who have a good relationship with Tanio are quite pleased with his change.
It is not terrible to encounter failure. As long as you can continue to go on, there will be a day when you can turn around. You can become the team's vice-captain and have been in the team since Serie B. I believe that Tanio will not be defeated so easily.
"Concentrate! El, don't be lazy!"
So, on the training ground in Piacenza, everything returned to its original appearance. Under the leadership of the young Conte, this vigorous team set sail again.
Three days of training passed in a flash, and when the players gathered in the team's conference room again, the away game against Sampdoria was imminent.
"Next, I will announce the squad and starting lineup for tomorrow's game."
The ordinary days are over and the game is here again.
Chapter 1 here!Thanks to "Double Twins", "Chachazai" and "1 Danling" for their monthly votes, the knife official is very grateful!
(End of this chapter)
