Chapter 448 The Secret of Victory

"Transfer... transfer?"

Beckham was stunned: "Li, do you mean... you suggest me to transfer?"

Li Tongfan did not answer directly, but turned around and stood on the sixth floor condescendingly looking at the vehicles and pedestrians coming and going from the hospital near the street outside the window. He muttered intentionally or unintentionally, "Anyway, I think if it's unpleasant to stay in one place, I'll go to another place that cherishes you..."

Beckham lowered his head and thought about it.

What Li Tongfan said just now is indeed shocking to Beckham.

Because of such a proposal, his think tank never dared to think about it.

Almost the world is used to thinking that Beckham, the most successful player in commercialization, should play for Real Madrid, the most successful club in commercialization... In addition to Real Madrid, which other club is worthy of Beckham?

Even Beckham himself thinks so!

However, Li Tongfan's words just now were like a naughty little monkey reaching out to fish for the moon in the water, but instantly disturbed the calm water surface of the whole pond... And this chaos suddenly lit up in Beckham's eyes, and he suddenly found a new possibility!

...Three days later.

Upton Park Stadium.

"...This is our once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to achieve a miraculous victory, create myths, and show our real strength to the world!! Guys, don't pay attention to friendship and bullshit. I need you to play in the way you are best at. Nothing is important except victory!!"

In the home team's locker room, Zola was impassioned.

He is clenching his fists and spitting instilling his tactical ideas into the Hammers players. In the new round of the Premier League that will start soon, they will play against the Magpie Newcastle at home!

As Zola said, this game is an opportunity for them.

Because the crazy Chinese man called [God on the edge of the football field] will not appear in Upton Park, and Shear... Zola is not a proud and arrogant person, but he absolutely thinks that he is a suffering "poor child" like this, who will definitely grow up in the greenhouse of madman Li than Shearer. Twenty minutes after the 'rich second generation' is stronger.

The game has begun.

"...It's a foul!! Ronaldo fell to the ground painfully with his right leg in his arms. He was kicked head-on on the tibia of his calf by 23-year-old Swiss international Behrami... This is the seventh foul since West Ham United started the game, and referee Hawke showed a yellow card..."

Ronaldo was helped by the team doctor to the sidelines for treatment.

The camera footage captured that when the alien took off the socks and leg pads, three shocking deep blood troughs appeared on his hairy legs, which were obviously the mark left by West Ham player Beherami just kicked!

Shearer rushed to the sidelines angrily to the referee and roared in front of the fourth official to complain... But all this did not help the situation on the scene at all. West Ham United still carried out the foul to the end... This was 20 minutes ago, the Italian Zola in the locker room. The so-called "tactics we are best at" - the rogue tactics of the Hammer Gang!

This is the tradition of Upton Park Stadium!

Zola is to use rough violent foul tactics to make Newcastle collapse without crazy Li. Seeing that Shearer has lost his mind and rushed to the sidelines to compete with the head coach and the fourth official in a row, Zola felt that his goal was about to be achieved... Victory seems to be getting closer and closer to the Hammer Gang!

The 34th minute.

Force - The whistle sounded again, and the one who rolled on the ground was replaced by Juan Mata. Spain's [Angel Wings] was knocked to the ground by West Ham player Upson during the breakthrough... Upson, yellow card!

Juan Mata, get treatment from the team doctor!

40th minute.

Forced - Fernando Gago rolled painfully on the ground, and the one who got the yellow card was West Ham's midfielder Boateng... Until the end of the first half, the score remained at zero to 0. Four West Ham players got yellow cards, and Newcastle had used up two substitutions - after Fernando Gago was dislocated by German young player Sami Khedila because of an arm injury, while [Russian Tsar] Andre Arshavin was also saddened by the hammer villain Lucas Neville because of the breakthrough... "... The first half of the game is like holding an American weight. In the boxing champion competition, Newcastle was bothered by rude fouls. It seems that both the head coach and the players of the visiting team are on the verge of breaking out... God bless, I hope we can watch a football match in the next 45 minutes, not a savage wrestling match!"

In the booing of more than 10,000 Newcastle fans who came from afar like Hitler, TV commentator Sester pressed his hand on the tip of his nose and shook his head painfully... on the sidelines.

Alan Shearer, the temporary head coach of the Magpie Legion, raised his hands, rubbed his already sour temples, and meditated into the player's passage... He was recalling... two days ago.

"The secret of winning... the secret? Shit, you... Alan, tell me first, what is the basic tactic that a head coach should adopt when your team falls behind?

"Attack, win back the score!" Alan Hiller didn't think about it.

"Answer correctly, next question: If your team is ahead of the score and has an advantage on the scene, what should you do?" The stuffy man pinched his chin and asked questions.

"Watch the change, wait for the change of the opponent, and then do it!"

"If the score is flat, what if the scene situation is balanced?"

"Of course, take out your most special things and try your best to win!"

After saying that, Alan Shearer ignored the strange gaze of the gentlemen and ladies around him, reached out and picked up a small cup of mocha black coffee of 100 euros in front of him, and then shouted to the waiter: "10 more, thank you!"

After finishing all this, Shear turned his head and looked at Li Tongfan with contempt like a fool. He rolled his eyes and curled his lips: "Li, don't talk about these useless things with me... You know, I came all the way to Brussels, but I didn't come to learn these simple and naive and stupid things. I need to If you win intensively, you will win, do you understand? Don't hide it, tell me quickly!!"

Li Tongfan spread out his hands: "You see, my winning secret is to use my strongest means to win when the situation is anxious. When I am ahead, I maintain a smooth state and beat the water dog. When I lag behind, I use the mad dog spirit to attack and win back the score... In total, You understand all these three. What else do you want me to teach you?

Alan Shearer put on his face with an expression of faith that you have a ghost. He cooped two cups of coffee in one breath and stared at Li Tongfan... The sulking man was defeated and explained with a black line on his forehead: "It's really that simple, but you didn't do it. Take the game against Liverpool as an example, we had two in the first half. 0 lead, you should have maintained the tactical hit the water dog, but you chose to defend and counterattack, so you were scored 2 goals in a row by the opponent. When the team was tied by Liverpool, it is reasonable to play the specialty of Newcastle's attack at all times and use the attack to win back the situation, but you choose to continue to defend, even when the team is 3:2 After the overtaking, you still didn't attack crazily..."

When Li Tongfan said this, he found that Shearer's face had changed, so he continued to add a strong medicine: "You see, it turns out that although you are familiar with everything in theory, when you really face a choice in the game, you just chose the opposite path..."

"... Alan, the most basic requirement for victory is that you make the simplest choice at the simplest time. It is the simplest choices one by one. When combined, it will become the greatest victory..."

"... Think about why I can bring a goal with a phone, not because I really know magic, but because I can make the right choice against pressure, that's all!"

"Alan, as a player, you have stepped into the great ranks, and as a head coach, you dare not take your responsibilities like a coward..."

"...But don't worry, Alan, now, I've decided to give you one last chance to prove that you are not a coward. Are you willing to be tested?"

Li Tongfan's words obviously hit the point of Alan Shearer. The hard man on the court turned red, white and blue and purple, and finally the combination became two words - shame!

Therefore, when Shearer finally heard that Li Tongfan was willing to give him a chance, he nodded hurriedly: "Li, I have fully understood my mistake. Tell me, how to test it, I am very willing to accept it!!"

"Really?"

"Really!"

Although Alan Shearer was a little alert when he saw Li Tongfan's familiar obscene smile at this moment, he felt guilty for not defeating Liverpool in the last game, which made him finally nod and confirmed!

"That's good," Li Tongfan turned his head and waved his hand: "The waiter..."

The blonde, long-legged and blue-eyed uniform of the Belgian beauty swayed: "Sir, what can I do for you?"

"The gentleman said he was going to pay the bill!"

Li Tongfan pointed to Shearer, and then turned around and left.

Hiller stared at Li Tongfan, who left at the speed of 'Ronaldo', and regretted it in his heart: "Go... I was fooled... Damn it, I knew I didn't want ten copies, and now 1,200 euros added up..."

Outside the restaurant.

"Damn it, how dare you order ten copies of Mocha black coffee? Do you think I'm a wrongdoer!" A stuffy man who escaped smoothly was very proud.

............The Uppton Park Stadium.

The second half of Newcastle's game against West Ham began.

Shearer stood on the sidelines, looked at the fierce fight on the court, thought about his tactical arrangement in the locker room, and slowly calmed down: when the situation was stalemate, did he take out the way he was best at to exceed the score? Li, I have made the right choice... Although I was cheated out of 1,200 euros of 'huge coffee fee' by Li Tongfan in Brussels, Belgium, this money is not unfair in Hiller's opinion, because the madman did teach him a lot of things in laughing and scolding... on the court.

West Ham United's action is still rough, but Shearer is no longer violent! ——

The weather in Yumen is more than minus five degrees, and I'm freezing to death when riding a motorcycle!

(to be continued)