(Part 1)

Seeing Lin Feng doesn't seem to be joking.

Sun Tie couldn't help but frown and fell into deep thought.

"Lin Feng, without you guarding the goal, we will definitely gain and lose the goal in this game. Yongda's offense is sharp and lacks restraint on the front line. Yongda's offense will only be more fierce. Even if you guard the goal, you may not be able to defend it. If you don't guard it, it won't be over." Zhao Zhe and Lin Feng had a good relationship and spoke out to persuade him.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng nodded: "Brother Zhe, you are right. Without the restraint of the front line, it is difficult for us to defend, or in other words, we can't defend at all, and I am not sure. Instead of waiting for death, it's better to give it a try. I believe I can be competent in the forward position."

"Old Sun, if you don't work, let Lin Feng try it. His footwork is beyond words. The most important thing is that he is fast enough. Gatlin, a 100-meter American sprinter, lost to him. If Lin Feng uses this speed in the frontcourt, it will be enough for Yong's team to drink a pot." At this time, the team leader Zhang Ming said from the side.

Sun Tie still didn't say anything, staring at the tactical board in his hand, thinking about something, while Lin Feng was not talking, just staring at Sun Tie quietly.

a long time.

Sun Tie raised his head, looked at Lin Feng, and asked, "Can you score a goal when you play for the striker?"

"Sure!" Lin Feng only said two words.

"Okay, then you'll play forward in this game!" Sun Tie threw the tactical board on the floor: "Since it's difficult to defend against it, then fight with Yongda."

"Chang Yuan, you guard the goal, Zhou Dong, you play the left forward, Lin Feng is in the middle, heading in the front, Xiaolu, you mention playing the right winger, Zhou Dong, Xiaolu, the main task of you two is to support Lin Feng and create all opportunities for Lin Feng to score goals!" Sun Tie said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Shuai Sun!" Zhou Dong and Lu Yuan responded in unison.

"Zhao Zhe will leave it to you in the midfield, and it is suitable for assists and the defense line. Li Mingyu pays attention to cooperating with his teammates and can create more offside..."

Because of Lin Feng's words, Sun Tie completely overturned the previous deployment. In fact, his previous deployment was impossible. There were two sharp swords missing on the front line, and he could only rely on defending this game. However, since now Lin Feng's new "sharp sword", of course he still had to shine a sword with his opponent. Retreatment has never been a tactic that Sun Tie likes.

7:15.

Fifteen minutes left before the start of the game.

The Tianhe Stadium, which can accommodate more than 60,000 people, was already full of people. The stands were covered with red colors that were the same as the Yongda home uniform. However, three or four thousand China Southern Airlines fans followed Guangzhou from thousands of miles to Tianhe Stadium to cheer for the Southern Airlines. Almost all of them were wearing the Blue Ball of the Southern Airlines, and thousands of people gathered together were quite impressive.

CCTV Sports Channel Commentary Seat.

Wang Bin and Zhao Zhanshan were still commenting on the game.

"The starting list of China Southern Airlines has finally been released, No. 11 Lin Feng, No. 17 Zhou Dong, No. 9 Zhao Zhe..." Wang Bin said the list of China Southern Airlines, and no abnormality was found at first. However, when he read the name of the starting goalkeeper, he was stunned: "Goalkeeper No. 33 Changyuan..."

"How did the goalkeeper become Chang Yuan and Lin Feng? Could it be that Lin Feng was also injured?" Wang Bin looked confused.

"You just read the starting lineup and read Lin Feng's name!" Zhao Zhanshan said.

"Yes, I remember reading Lin Feng, I'll take a look." Wang Bin took the starting list of the Southern Airlines team carefully: "Yes, the first one is Lin Feng, he is there, but why did the goalkeeper position become Chang Yuan? Is this list wrong?"

Zhao Zhanshan took the list and took a look, then nodded slightly: "It seems that this list is very likely to be wrong. China Southern Airlines has lost two generals in a row. If Lin Feng cannot play again, he will simply not have to play in this game. The champion must be Yongda."

"Yes, this list is really a bit inexplicable." Wang Bin nodded in agreement. He and Zhao Zhanshan didn't think much, but thought that the list was wrong.

Seven twenty.

At the beginning of the entrance ceremony, players from both sides walked out of the player channel together, and next to the center line of the stadium, the FA Cup championship trophy is placed there, and after this game, its ownership will be announced.

Originally, the entrance ceremony was just a form, and fans would not pay much attention, but when the camera swept across the Jiangzhou Southern Airlines lineup, everyone was stunned.

"this……"

"I'll go, what's going on?"

"Damn, did I see it wrong?"

"Oh my God! Is Lin Feng wearing half-sleeved shorts in front?"

"Why didn't Lin Feng wear the goalkeeper's clothes? What's the point of making a fuss?"

“…”

Seeing Lin Feng wearing a normal shirt, he appeared, and the fans on the scene and in front of the TV were all confused.

Wang Bin and Zhao Zhanshan were also stunned.

However, the two responded relatively quickly.

"Lin Feng is not guarding the goal today, he wants to play, striker??" Wang Bin saw the clues from Lin Feng's position and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Oh my God, Lin Feng is going to play for the striker today. This is too exciting..." Wang Bin was so shocked that his eyes almost fell out, and he was stuttering in his speech.

"I really didn't expect that Lin Feng would actually play as a striker. Sun Tie is so brave. Such a life-and-death championship battle, he dared to let Lin Feng do this!" Zhao Zhanshan said while shook his head.

When everyone confirmed that Lin Feng was not guarding the goal today and wanted to play the striker, netizens who were following this game were immediately infuriated.

"Lin Feng wants to play for the striker, this ball is so beautiful!"

"Lin Feng is trying to die. The goalkeeper is pretty good. What kind of striker do you play?"

"I don't understand at all. If Lin Feng guards the goal, the Southern Airlines may still have a chance to win the championship, but if Lin Feng doesn't guard the goal, it will be much easier for Yong's team to score goals."

"I'm really convinced Lin Feng, there's nothing he dares to do!"

"This game is interesting. Lin Feng plays as a striker. Haha, I'm looking forward to it!"

“…”

Netizens were talking about it, and when Yong team players saw Lin Feng appearing at the forward position, everyone was stunned. They didn't expect that Lin Feng would actually play as a forward in this game?

"Let Lin Feng play the striker? Those people in the Southern Airlines have their brains."

"It seems they don't want to do it anymore!"

"Lin Feng is no longer guarding the goal, so he can open the goal in this game."

Yongda team players whispered.

The result of the coin tossing was that Yong team kicked off first, Brooklyn and Zhang Kuang stood next to the center line, while Lin Feng and Zhou Dong were on the side of China Southern Airlines.

When Zhang Kuang saw Lin Feng, he smiled: "Come on the striker, are you afraid that your record of not conceding a goal will be broken?"

"You are right." Lin Feng shrugged indifferently.

"Okay, then let me teach you how to play for the striker!" Zhang Kuang curled his lips with a arrogant look on his face.

"It just so happens that I want to see what you, the so-called No. 1 striker, have." Lin Feng smiled coldly.

At this time, the referee whistle sounded and the game officially began.
Chapter completed!