The atmosphere in the dressing room in Piacenza was almost frozen.

After head coach Carney returned to the locker room, he pushed the tactical board aside and sat in front of the players without saying a word.

Such a complete collapse was unexpected by everyone, but it actually happened. This went beyond the tactical level and was entirely due to the players' sluggish state and wrong response methods.

Scarpelli sat there, with his head lowered and shoulders slightly hunched. This young player, who had just celebrated his eighteenth birthday not long ago, was trying his best to control his emotions that were tightening and collapsing.

"El, it's not your fault." Nainggolan and Cassia, who had the best relationship with Scarpelli in the team, seemed a little at a loss. They sat on either side of him and patted him on the shoulder.

"I……"

This feeling is very powerless. Scarpelli's first-team start was disastrous. He no longer knows what words to express his feelings.

At this time, Lorenzo, the most respected veteran player in the team, came over. He stood in front of Scarpelli and pulled the young man up.

Since Scarpelli was recruited into the team, Lorenzo has become his mentor and friend. Lorenzo, who has reached retirement age, likes this player who sees his own youth in him very much, so every day

During training, he would teach Scarpelli his own experience.

Apart from anything else, Scarpelli only made long passes that sometimes worked well in the reserve team. Under Lorenzo's guidance, he has made great progress. All in all, Scarpelli is very important to this team.

The old man is very respectful.

"Stand up!" Lorenzo didn't just look at Scarpelli silently like he did on the court. At this time, he was like a father who saw his ineffective son crippled by a little setback, and was angry at the same time.

On the other hand, I feel sad.

"Dan, Danner." Scarpelli was caught off guard and pulled up by Lorenzo, looking a little at a loss.

"Are you ready to give up?"

"I……"

"Do you know how many mistakes I made when I was young?" Lorenzo hammered Scarpelli on the chest: "Boy, if you really fall into despair just because of this shitty first half.

, everyone will look down on you!"

Scarpelli listened to Lorenzo's words and recalled the teasing smiles that Brescia's Caracciolo and Tade gave him when he conceded the ball twice in the first half.

He slowly clenched his fists, and his anger slowly ignited. When he was in the youth team, he was famous for his fearlessness and strong defense, but it seems that since he went to the reserve team and was promoted to the first team, he has become so

He was like a wild beast on the court and then disappeared.

If Francini placed restrictions on Scarpelli when he was in the reserve team because he was afraid that he would not be able to control his emotions on the court, then after going through so much and coming to the first team, Scarpelli already has control.

He has the ability, but he still lacks a chance to rediscover the feeling he had at that time.

"Shit! I want them to look good."

Outside the locker room, Liu Feng leaned against the door of the locker room, smiling, listening to the conversation in the room, and his memory was brought back to those years in Santos.

I still remember that the first time I cried because of losing a game, my father, who had always doted on me, did not come over to comfort me as usual when I cried, but scolded me severely.

That scolding was still fresh in Liu Feng's memory, because it was the first time his father blushed at him, and it was also the last time.

From that day on, Santos' genius Feng was truly born. In the eyes of his teammates and coaches, Liu Feng became the soul of the team who could maintain endless fighting spirit no matter what situation or adversity the team was in.

Gently opening the door and walking in, the teammates were a little surprised that Liu Feng, who was supposed to be in the stands, appeared here. However, considering that this was their home court, and Serie B did not have too many restrictions on the entry and exit of the players' locker rooms, everyone

So I accepted it.

At this time, Carney, who had been silent all the time, was holding up the tactical board and preparing to say something after Lorenzo had stimulated Scarpelli. He nodded when he saw Liu Feng and said nothing more.

"There will be no changes to the team's lineup in the second half!"

Pointing to the tactical board, Carney said word by word: "But, Padalino, your position will be moved forward. I need you, Racha and Cassia to help the team change the score."

After the players heard the coach's arrangement, they were a little confused, because most of the players believed that Scarpelli, the main figure who caused the team to concede three goals, would be replaced during the halftime break.

"Coach, you want Er to play as a defensive midfielder..."

Some players immediately raised questions. The combination of double defensive midfielders was blown away by the opponent, and the head coach actually wanted to change the formation 4123. This was really unwise.

"Yes, is there a problem?"

Carney nodded and answered, but his eyes kept looking at Scarpelli beside Liu Feng after Liu Feng came in.

"I don't have a problem!!! I'll make them pay."

Scarpelli did not lower his head this time. He raised his head and looked directly into Carney's eyes, puffing out his chest.

"OK."

In fact, Carney has to take a big risk in making such a decision, but rather than destroying a talented young player, he is willing to take a gamble and give him redemption rather than directly replacing Scarpelli.

opportunity is the best solution.

As for whether it is a dragon or a snake, it all depends on his performance in the second half.

Next, Carney said some very inflammatory words, hoping to mobilize the enthusiasm of the players.

Unfortunately, the score of 0:3 at halftime did have too much impact. Although the players said they would try their best in the second half of the game, I don’t know what they were thinking about Carney. If the team cannot change the situation on the court in the second half, it will be very difficult.

It is possible that this game will be a big defeat.

After all, not every team can stage a desperate comeback like Liverpool.

"El, do you know why I decided to be friends with you?"

After Liu Feng came to the locker room, he sat directly with Scarpelli. He smiled and looked at his friend who had improved a lot after being stimulated by Lorenzo, and said: "Because, I like it very much."

You look like you won’t admit defeat.”

"In fact, when we first met, although your arrogance in front of me made me very unhappy, I could feel the stubbornness in your bones."

Touching the back of his head, Liu Feng leaned against the cabinet behind him: "El, the striker on the opposite side has already humiliated you like that. You can't even show the same performance you did against me, right?"

"screw you!"

Scarpelli understood Feng's purpose after Liu Feng came and sat down next to him. It was obvious that his good friend came with the idea of ​​enlightening him, but Liu Feng's words reminded him of a strange episode.

Good memories.

"Don't worry, those two strikers are far behind you. They won't score again in this game!!!"

At the end of halftime, players from both sides return to the field.

The photographer focused the camera on Scarpelli's disastrous performance in the first half of Piacenza. However, people did not see the expected dejected face. What appeared in their eyes was a raging bull.

"Is it done?" In the audience, Yuan Xiao looked at Liu Feng who came back to him.

"Yeah, Er is much better than I thought." Nodding, Liu Feng took the scarf handed over by Yuan Xiao and looked into the field. The last expression Scarpelli gave him appeared in his mind.
Chapter completed!