As early as in China, Liu Feng considered the situation of being stuck by the defense. He understood his weaknesses and had already done more training in this situation. Now it is time to implement it.

Taking advantage of a dead ball, Liu Feng pulled over and two other players who were partnering with him with the three forwards.

"Two guys, I want to recycle some. Do you have any ideas to play as a double striker?"

"Oh? Yes!"

"I'm fine."

The other two forwards didn't know Liu Feng's idea, but if the team became a double forward, they would definitely get more opportunities to get the ball, and there would be more opportunities to show themselves better, so the two agreed without hesitation.

Neither coach arranged the formation of the two teams. After confirming the formation change, the three of them directly informed their teammates behind them. Scapelli and others had no objection.

So Liu Feng successfully recovered and came to the front midfielder. Because of the overall front pressure of the Red Team formation, Liu Feng's position at this time was more like a shadow striker. He had more room to run with Naingran.

Naingran soon realized something was wrong because of Liu Feng's recycling. If he continued to follow Liu Feng tightly, then the midfielder behind him would definitely be forced to be forced by the two forwards of the Red Team.

The game has been going on for quite some time. He has realized that the midfielder in his team who came to try out is a player with offense greater than defense. If he is allowed to defend himself in the midfield, the midfield of the Blue Team will inevitably be beaten into a sieve, and he is in a dilemma for a while.

"Oh~ Interesting, the Red Team's formation change is very interesting."

Frankini saw Liu Feng's three forwards gathered together for a while, and then the Red Team changed into a double forward.

As a head coach, he could see the problem of the Blue Team at a glance and touched his nose. He was happy to see Nainglan, who was in a dilemma for a while: "I didn't expect that there was a good coach seedling among the players who came to try out."

Liu Feng naturally didn't know Frenchni's feelings. Even if he knew, he wouldn't care too much. After all, even if he coached the team, it would be many years later. Now he only feels very happy.

Retreating from the center position, Liu Feng had greater ball-holding space and dribbling range. Before Naingran gave up marking himself, he had decided to reduce the number of fork attacks.

So Liu Feng, who kept receiving balls from behind his teammates, began to play tricks. Most of the players from Brazil had good foot skills. Liu Feng, who had been honing in the Santos indoor football field for several years, was quite proficient in this.

Using the wide area of ​​the midfield, he kept running and receiving the ball, making various wonderful extraordinary moves to get rid of the opponents who were following him, and then passed a threatening pass to the two forward teammates.

After being thrown away by Liu Feng again, Nainglan was thrown away by the field and then made a mess in his midfield and backcourt, he finally chose to give up one-on-one marking. This Chinese kid is too slippery. Once he has no position restrictions as a striker, he is not able to block it alone.

Seeing that he followed his midfielder like a dog-skin plaster and finally left, Liu Feng smiled and the opportunity came.

...

Liu Feng suddenly disappeared. This is the view of people watching the game off the court. Assistant coach Lucas frowned and looked at the situation on the court, while Joao eagerly called on Liu Feng to participate in the cooperation of his teammates.

At this time, Liu Feng was like he was disconnected in the game and suddenly lost his presence on the court. He was no longer as wonderful as he was, and he was no longer threatening passes.

Now every time he touches the ball, he shoots the ball, and then quickly disappears among the defensive players.

"What the hell is this guy thinking?"

Naingran looked at Liu Feng with a frown. He had rarely noticed that Chinese boy now. Since he came back to participate in the defense, the Chinese boy's presence has suddenly decreased.

Now the focus on the field has become two forwards of the Red Team. Naingran did not think that Liu Feng was such a guy who was unfavorable and specialized in others, but he couldn't understand why he completely gave up his own chance to perform.

Then, Liu Feng scored.

Because Liu Feng is no longer powerful midfielder, the Red Team has already begun to choose to directly cooperate with the forward in the backcourt, and after intercepting the ball, they directly look for the frontcourt with their feet.

Although such a style of play is simple and ugly, it is better than being cut off when the ball comes to the midfield.

Another ordinary long pass, a forward from the Red Team barely removed the ball under the interference of the Blue Team's midfield and backcourt, resisting the defender who was robbed on his back. He handled the ball to another teammate.

Another striker obviously had no intention of continuing to cooperate with his teammates. After getting the ball, he dribbled the ball and advanced a few steps, and then chose to shoot directly at the top of the arc.

Naingran, who arrived at the slam, jumped up and blocked it. The high-speed spinning ball hit his thigh, and then flew diagonally towards the bottom line of the right goal post. According to the ball's route, the ball should be out of bounds.

Everyone was waiting for the ball to go out of bounds, and there was only one person who didn't think so, that was Liu Feng.

Opportunity! The speed was instantly increased, and Liu Feng, who was hiding in the crowd, suddenly passed through the blue team's defense line and appeared in front of the ball. Then a fish jumped to the top!

The goalkeeper of the Blue Team was stunned, and the defense line of the Blue Team was also confused. Where did this person come out? Isn't it offside? They looked at the referee on the field.

The referee who played the temporary guest role of the staff shook his head, and the goal was not offside.

Waving his hands, Liu Feng ran back to his half with a confused blue team defense line watching. No one expected that this guy who had been invisible for a while would score twice when he appeared again.

"Lucas! Lucas! Look at this goal and tell me who I look like?"

After Liu Feng disappeared, Francini, who had not made any noise, suddenly became very excited. He remembered a player he had come into contact with in the club when he was young with his former reserve coach.

"What?" Lucas was asked by the sudden and excited old coach so much that he couldn't find Bei.

"Pipo, our super Pipo!"

"Please, Frenchi, it's just a goal, maybe he's just lucky."

"Maybe..." Looking at Lucas who didn't believe it, Francini responded helplessly.

After Liu Feng chose to invisibility, he never left him. He found that every time the Red Team attacked, Liu Feng would run to some positions that did not seem very threatening.

At first, Francini was also confused, but the goal told him the answer.

When the ball rubbed against Naingran's thigh and floated backward, he saw Liu Feng penetrated into the penalty area at an extremely terrifying speed, and then the fish jumped to the top and headed the ball in one go.

"Lucas, you have to pay attention to it."

Looking at Lucas who was still confused, Frankini shook his head: "Continue to watch, now, fix your gaze on that Chinese player."

"Liu, how did you do it?" Scapelli on the court had the same questions as most people, but he could directly find Liu Feng to ask clearly.

"It's very simple, prediction, running, shooting."

"…"

After hearing Liu Feng's explanation, Scapelli was black and asked, asking was just like not asking.

After kicking off again, Liu Feng touched his forehead that was pushing the ball and grinned.
Chapter completed!