When the ball was sent to the Piacenza goal by Mikoli, the fans at home naturally burst into loud cheers.

The players of the entire Palermo team also showed excitement for the first time after the start of the game.

Pastorre, who had reported the assist, rushed to the goalkeeper Mikoli and his other teammates, took the goal back to their half. They waved and interacted with the fans while walking back, completely ignoring the depressed Piacenza team after conceding the ball.

"What are you doing? Bless me!"

In the half of Piacenza, Conte's loud roaring sound seemed so prominent in the quiet atmosphere. The players who lost the ball could only listen to their coach's reprimand with fear.

From the beginning of the game to this moment, the whole team of Piacenza felt that he was dying slowly. Palermo did not give Piacenza any chance after completely bringing the game to his own pace twenty minutes after the game.

After the Piacenza contact with the forward line was stuck, even if Liu Feng ran to the right position in various ways, it was difficult for both Naingran and Ganso to send the ball over. Piacenza's attack often ended in Palermo's hinterland and halftime, and it was difficult for him to take another step forward.

After more than 40 minutes of the game, Piacenza's team had only three shots in total, and two of them did not hit the goal frame.

The only kick was Liu Feng who seized Palermo's pass in the middle and backcourt and seized the opportunity and shot the ball towards the goal.

And that shot was also directly punched by Rubinho, who finally had the opportunity to make a save.

Sometimes the despair is not because they have no success, but because they cannot see the hope of success. The reason why Piacenza's momentum is so sluggish by the goal is because Palermo's performance makes them unable to find any loopholes.

After the re-telection, the players of Piacenza completely lost control of tactics. The ball was stuffed to Liu Feng again and again, completely ignoring whether Liu Feng's position at that time had any chance to pose a threat.

Facts have proved that even if the King of Football is reborn, it is impossible to play one team.

In the remaining time of the first half, Liu Feng received passes from his teammates four times, constantly trying to cooperate with his teammates and having two passes and one-on-one collision with his teammates. The most successful one was just to bring the ball to the top of the penalty area and shoot a long shot under the clamping of three defensive players.

This kind of offense that has no sense of rhythm alone did not help Piacenza to regain the score. When the referee blew the whistle at the end of the first half, the score remained at 1:0, and the home team still maintained a goal lead.

"What's your relaxed attitude before the game? Tell me what you were doing in the whole first half!"

In the locker room of Piacenza, Conte had turned on the blower mode. He kept wandering among the players sitting upright, loudly scolding them for being lazy on the court. When he came to Scapelli, the poor young center back even felt the coach's saliva spraying his face.

"Don't always give the ball to Feng. He is not a machine. He needs rest and breathe. You can't always expect your captain to solve the problem!"

In Conte's view, the team exposed almost all the problems of last season in just one half. It is a good option to hand over the ball to Liu Feng when it cannot be solved, but this does not mean that all problems need to be solved by Liu Feng. He is very dissatisfied with the players' blind state after re-telebrating.

"The opponents really like to see you make such a choice, because in this way they only need to look at Death Feng alone, look at his jersey, and look at it!"

The eyes of the players looked at Liu Feng with Conte's voice. They saw that Liu Feng, who was wearing a white jersey from the away game, was covered in a mixed color of green and black. It was obvious that in the first half, he was greeted by Palermo's defense.

"Now, everyone listens to me!"

He grabbed the tactical board beside him, and Conte waved his hand and took out a pen.

"In the second half, Paul and Racha exchange positions. Racha, you don't need to follow the opponent's midfielder anymore. Rucha, rush up and use your body to greet the opponent's players. I need you to help the team break the situation!"

"Okay coach!"

"Paul, your ability to confront you must be quickly raised. I don't want to see you being hit by the opponent in a slightly average state and you will be unable to find North. In the second half, you will most likely use your dribbling skills to help the team gain more control of the ball."

"I understand the boss." Gansuo, who was sitting next to Liu Feng, nodded nodded. Hearing Conte's words, he was still secretly palpitations for the arrogant treatment he had suffered in the first half. Until today, he understood what the meaning of Serie A defense was.

"As for Cassia and Liu Feng, you two continue to stay in the opponent's half and you don't need to come back to participate in the defense. I hope that when the opportunity arises, you can seize it, instead of letting them disappear again!"

"clear!"

When the team has few offensive opportunities, the forward's goal conversion rate has become a very critical factor. Although he knows that such a requirement is not reasonable, Conte still hopes that if the team still has few opportunities in the second half, Liu Feng and Cassia can seize the few opportunities to help the team change the situation.

"Okay, let me say it again. If you still have a game of timidity in the second half as in the first half, I will reconsider your position in the team."

With a snap, Conte turned around and glanced at the team members and sat aside and stopped talking.

Looking at the coach's serious expression, the players didn't think Conte was joking. They finally began to get nervous when they understood what the main position meant. They twisted uneasyly in the seat, obviously worried that they would be taken off the starting list by Conte.

For a moment, a tragic atmosphere began to spread slowly in the Piacenza locker room.

"Hello, please prepare to enter."

Just then, there were loud knocks and reminders from staff outside the door, and the short period of the intermission was declared over.

"We came here away from home, not to lose a game in a sluggish way."

Captain Liu Feng started to fight at the first time. When the coach was in a state of anger, he had the obligation to cheer up the team: "I don't think anyone wants his opponent to look down on him, so in the second half, if you don't want to shame the Piacenza wolf's flag, you will show me your best condition!"

"clear!"

"we are?"

"Wolf! Roar! Roar!"

"Bang!"

Pushing open the locker room door, Piacenza changed the sluggish steps when he entered the game and walked towards the player channel.
Chapter completed!