Football modifier

Chapter 441 At the same time, different scenes

On the sidelines.

On Newcastle's coaching bench.

Acting head coach Alan Shearer clenched his fist excitedly. The team's starting lineup and tactical arrangements were determined according to the information Li Tongfan gave him before leaving... And the fact that happened now finally proved that even if it was no longer on the scene, Li Tongfan's combat effectiveness against the Liverpool in front of him. The analysis of the state is still very thorough. The attack just now suddenly caught the gap leaked by Liverpool at the moment of turning from attack to defense, and the blow was fatal... Slowly, he put his hand into his pocket and held the notebook left by Li Tongfan tightly. Alan Shearer was suddenly full of confidence in winning the game. Heart... Moreover, when a person feels all this, the man whose love for football has penetrated into the bone marrow gradually begins to enjoy the feeling of controlling everything... That is the feeling of being a real head coach!

On the coach's seat on the other side.

The red face of Spain's chubby Benitez couldn't help but change again and again because of Michael Owen's sudden goal.

I don't know why, at the moment when Newcastle stopped the attack, the Spaniard suddenly felt a familiar feeling, as if the horrible Chinese did not leave, but stood on the sidelines, commanding and controlling everything condescendingly as many previous matches. !

"So...is it a pre-arranged tactic for madman Li?"

Benitez was not a fool, so he quickly guessed the 'little secret', but after understanding it, he suddenly smiled happily.

"...Ha ha, you actually want to defeat me with something 'dead' that has been prepared for a long time... Crazy Li, have you been flattered by those noisy media? Do you really think you are God? The game has just begun, but the time is still long..."

Looking at the Newcastle players celebrating crazily on the court, looking at the excited waves of magpie jumping up and down in the stands, and then turning to look at the black windbreaker on the opponent's coach's seat not far away, Alan Shear, who was full of enthusiasm on his face, and a sneer on the face of Spain's fat Benitez... Wait!

............"Haha, Li, I know you will be surprised, but I want to say, it's nice to see you again!"

After Li Tongfan arranged his already very tired relatives to the luxurious sleeping compartment of 'Abramovic', he was led by a beautiful stewardess to the restaurant on the plane... The Russian uncle with a shy smile appeared in the restaurant of the 'Air Palace' worth $1 billion, which surprised Li Tongfan. Lao Li didn't expect in advance that the famous uncle on the world's rich list was also on the plane.

"I heard from the staff that you haven't eaten yet. What do you think? Would you mind having dinner with me?" Abramovich pointed to the sumptuous meal on the table in front of him and smiled and invited him.

At this time, can Li Tongfan say no?

I can't!

So, Lao Li also sat down with a smile.

The night owl asked the house to come for nothing. Li Tongfan himself also knew that a romantic figure like a Russian uncle who was 'tens of millions of yuan a second' would never be bored enough to fly back and forth from London to Brussels on his own private plane. Since he appeared here, he must have something to do with himself... However, the exam Considering that this uncle did a big help to himself this time, and, to be honest, after the previous contacts, Li Tongfan's feeling for Abramovich has always been very good, at least a thousand times stronger than Calderon and Mick Ashley... Therefore, Li Tongfan still wants to know 'uncle' to find himself. What the hell is going on?

After sitting down, Lao Li was not polite. He shook off his cheeks and ate a lot. He tossed down all the way, and his heart had been hungry for a long time.

Opposite, Abramovich still kept his quirks. He was holding the vodka with the surname of Lie in the goblet. While slowly shaking the pale yellow **, he watched with interest Li Tongfan sweeping the delicious food on the table with the speed of wind and clouds. From time to time, he picked up the goblet with his fingers and took a sip, like I'm tasting red wine.

After half a time.

"Uh..." Li Tongfan burped: "Mr. Roman, I guess you must have something to do with me, right?"

Abramovich nodded with a smile, and then took a sip of vodka: "As before, I still prefer to come straight to the point... You know, Chelsea still lacks a qualified head coach. Although Gus is doing well now, he is a part-time job after all, and he will return to Russia after the end of the season. The national team, that is to say, starting next season, I have to find a head coach for the team again..."

After saying that, the Russian uncle looked at Li Tongfan quietly.

Lao Li picked up the napkin on the table, wiped his greasy mouth, deliberately opened his eyes wide in surprise, and asked, "Hey, Roman, don't you want me to go?" You know, I'm not only the head coach, but also the boss of Newcastle. If I go to Chelsea, won't I be against myself?

"There is nothing absolutely impossible in the world, Li, to be honest, you are the best head coach in the world, but I don't think you can do well in the position of club's boss... Moreover, I don't think I can convince you to appear at Stamford Bridge next season. I just..." < /P>

At this point, Abramovich paused and seemed to be trying to say it. After more than ten seconds, he continued, "I'm just saving favors... Haha, that's right, according to you Chinese, I'm just giving favors. You owe me a lot of favors, and you always want to give it back to me, right? Haha, I know, you are the kind of person who pays more attention to justice... Abramovich smiled proudly.

And Li Tongfan was also so 'honest' by the Russian uncle that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

If you calculate it seriously, Li Tongfan does owe a lot of favors to the uncle from the Siberian wilderness.

After the first Battle of Stamford Bridge in 2006, Abramovich once invited Lao Li, and the two even reached a little verbal tacit understanding, but the madman Mourinho performed well in the second half of the season. Abu and Lao Li deliberately avoided the verbal agreement... But strictly speaking, Lao Li is a dishonest. Once.

Later, in the transfer market, Abramovich repeatedly agreed that Chelsea would sell Maclele, Manzini, Shepchenko and other players to Newcastle at a low price. Although the old Jazz John Hall played a lot of face, Abu also made it clear that if it were not for Newcastle's coach, he would be crazy. Li, he will never let a player like Shepchenko go... And today, he let Lao Li use his luxurious private plane to send Li Ying to Brussels, Belgium for surgery for free, which is even more incalculable love as sending charcoal in the snow... According to Li Tongfan's clear resentment, even if Abramowi Needless to say, the sulking man himself should also take the initiative to find an opportunity to return this pile of 'human feelings' to the Russian uncle.

............ "Ronaldo... Ronaldo... He shook Carragher's defense with a series of fake moves!!! ...The sign of the bicycle action...Are you going to shoot? Agger and Scott blocked all the shooting angles... Oh, no!! It's a pass, it's a pass..."

"...Juan-Mata!!! He received Ronaldo's pass... small angle... long shot!!! G——O——A——L!!! Incredible 30-degree angle shot!!! Juan-Mata--"

"2: 0!!! Newcastle led the Reds Liverpool 2-0 at home! Assistant coach Alan Shearer did a great job!!! He continued the tradition of winning the madman Li..."

"... The game has progressed to the forty-third minute of the first half. The aggressive Liverpool did not show the energy they said before the game. They are vulnerable!!"

St. James Park Stadium.

With the shouting of the live commentators throughout the audience, more than 50,000 Newcastleians in the stands also fell into boundless madness... As soon as the goal was scored, they were even more relieved.

Although the man is no longer in front of the coach, the team's performance is as excellent as ever. In the first 40 minutes of the first half, the Magpie Legion has a great advantage in terms of ball control, shooting, passing and defense. If it continues according to such a situation, no one doubts them. Can't win this game!

Temporary acting coach Alan Shearer rotated 70 degrees with one foot excitedly, and then opened his arms to listen to the cheers from the stands. In a short time, he was deeply infatuated with this feeling!

At this moment, more than 10,000 Liverpool fans in the stands came high before the game, claiming to see the miserable fall of St. James with their own eyes. They were stunned and fell into confusion... They didn't expect that when there was no terrible black back in front of the opponent's coach's seat, why? Will the team lose so badly?

Among the more than 60,000 people in the audience, in Liverpool, only one red-faced Spanish fat man smiled proudly: "Is this all your tactical changes? Well, next, I won't be polite................. "Then how do you want me to repay your favor?"

Li Tongfan was a little embarrassed by Abramovich's words. He was indeed eaten to death by the Russian uncle who had been cultivated into a 'human spirit'.

Li Tongfan smiled and said, "Roman, you know, it's impossible for me to marry me..."

At this point, Li Tongfan suddenly felt that there was no need to say so, so he added: "At least, in this season and next season, it is impossible..."

"That's no problem. I can wait until next season, or even next season..."

Abramovich shook the orange vodka in the goble in his hand and smiled proudly: "Li, I will be very patient... You know, if a head coach like you hadn't coached in my club, it would be a torture for me!"

(to be continued)