This day is the day before Arsenal set out. Tomorrow, they will go to Liverpool City to challenge the Toffees.

It is a traditional Premier League team. It has won the English top league championship 9 times in history, 5 FA Cup championships, and 1 European Cup Winners Championship, which is definitely worth it.

However, due to the change in the management ideas of this club, it gradually withdrew from the Premier League championship lineup and fell at an astonishing speed at the end of the last century, constantly struggling on the relegation line.

But like Arsenal's Wenger and Manchester United's Ferguson, the Toffees finally welcomed their true son David Moyes in 2002.

The Scottish coach has a very strong personal style. After accepting Everton, he kept changing the team based on his own ideas.

After he has coached the team for eight years, the Toffees are now stationed in the middle and upper-level Premier League rankings with very stable results, and from time to time, they will knock down the current Premier League Big4.

In short, for Arsenal, this is definitely not an opponent to be underestimated, and this game is a tough battle.

Standing in front of the players, Wenger was thinking about the information at hand. He seemed very confused about the personnel arrangements of the first game of the Premier League, and even more so after receiving the medical department's assessment and prediction of the physical condition of a group of players.

Finally, after making up his mind, Wenger finally turned around and looked at the team members with bright eyes.

This is Arsenal. It is no longer Piacenza, who can only choose a set of half of the main players who Liu Feng has been there. If you want to firmly play in each position, you have to kill at least one teammate.

Such fierce competition does not allow players to be nervous when the lineup is announced.

"In tomorrow's game, our lineup is 433."

Instead of using the monitor in the conference room, Wenger started to arrange the lineup directly on a large tactical board.

"The three forwards are Chamak, Arshavin and Nasri."

When Wenger read the name of the last striker, he obviously paused. He glanced at Liu Feng as if he wanted to say something, but after seeing that Liu Feng had not changed much, he did not break the authority of his coach.

"Others are always on standby and ready to play."

"I understand coach!"

"The three midfielders are Rosici, Wilhel and Diaby."

Continuing to report the starting list, after returning from loan, Wilhelm, who finally welcomed his starting lineup for the team again, was instantly excited after hearing his name. He twisted and responded to Wenger loudly.

“Learn from the boss!”

"Very good, then four defenders are from left to right Krish, Koscheerny, Vermalen and Sarnia, and the goalkeeper is Amunia."

"clear!"

In terms of reporting the starting list, all the head coaches are the same. Wenger also reported tomorrow's starting list very seriously from beginning to end, and then waved his hand to continue reading other players who entered the roster.

No one has any objection to the coach's arrangement, and even if there is, it will not be said in person. Soon, after all the rosters to go with the team tomorrow were announced, the team announced the disbandment.

After Wenger left, Koscheerney and several other players who had a good relationship with Liu Feng quickly came to Liu Feng.

"Uh, Feng, it seems you don't need comfort."

Just as Koscheerney was about to speak, Liu Feng's indifferent expression made him stunned.

"Ha, why do you need comfort? Because you haven't made it to the starting list?"

Liu Feng smiled and patted Coscheerney on the shoulder: "The coach must have his own considerations, we just need to trust him."

"Yeah, that's it. A coach like Professor Wenger deserves it."

"That's right."

The two young men quickly reached an agreement on the matter, and then several young players walked out of the conference room.

Tomorrow is the first game of the league. No player has the heart to relax. Everyone took their own cars and left the training base after entering the parking lot.

When others found out that Liu Feng's transportation was actually a small electric donkey, they all gave surprise eyes, but Liu Feng didn't feel anything. After he put on his helmet, he even had the mood to ask Coscheerney if he wanted to take him on a ride, but he was naturally rejected.

That night, after Liu Feng returned home, he did nothing extra. He took out the ingredients that the servant who came here regularly every week in the refrigerator. After stuttering, he returned to bed.

Liu Feng, who was lying on the bed, first had a phone call with Yuan Xiao, and then hung up reluctantly after receiving the other party's blessing for his tomorrow's game and his promise to watch the game.

Immediately afterwards, he also sent a text message to his mother who had fallen asleep in China, telling her the time of her game tomorrow so that she could take a look when she had time.

After the two pieces were made, Liu Feng fell asleep almost with the pillow.

I had no dreams all night, and when he woke up from his sleep, he felt comfortable all over. It can be said that he had adjusted to his best condition.

At nine o'clock in the morning, all the players who entered the roster gathered in the parking lot of the training base. Taking the team's bus, the Arsenal players embarked on their first away journey of the season.

"Don't be nervous, Laurent, keep your mind calm."

Along the way, Liu Feng felt that Koscheerny was moving around him uneasyly, and finally he could only smile and cheer him up: "Professor Wenger trusts you very much. You have no problems with your usual performance. As long as you maintain a normal level, there will be no accidents."

"Well, I know Feng, but this is my first game..."

"Don't worry about this, you will play more and more games in the future and focus on the game!"

As he spoke, Liu Feng slowly entered his state of being the captain of Piacenza. When his firm eyes and unrestrained tone were pointed at Koscheerney at the same time, the defender quickly calmed down.

"I understand, thank you Feng."

"Uh-huh."

As Koscheerny nodded, Liu Feng's expression changed back to the warm spring breeze, which made Koscheerny, who had just been suppressed by the aura of the people around him, feel a dream.

This scene was just a small episode for the two of them. Neither of them noticed that Wenger, who was sitting in front of him, touched his chin thoughtfully.

Finally, with a loud booing sound coming from the window, Arsenal's bus officially drove into Liverpool City.
Chapter completed!