I can increase the scoring rate in football

The second half of the game was nothing new.

Maritimo's offense was weak, and except for a few guys who wanted to "shoot", no one in Porto had any desire.

The two sides have been going back and forth in the midfield. Except for a few long-range shots, there are almost no attacks that can really threaten the goals of both sides.

In the end, Porto defeated Maritimo 2-0 away from home and got a good start in the league after the year.

After the game, Boas was invited to take Lei Yu to the press conference. He really loved and hated this guy who scored as high as 8.5 in this game.

But if Villas-Boas knew that Lei Yu was still upset that he didn't break into the opponent's goal again in the second half and scored a few goals, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would suspend Lei Yu on the spot.

"Well...if you ask me if I have any goals, of course I have to score goals! The more, the better. After all, Porto's goal bonus is quite generous!"

After the head coaches of both sides finished speaking, Lei Yu took the microphone and answered to the reporters in the audience.

For Lei Yu, this is his first time attending a press conference on behalf of Porto.

Many reporters seized the opportunity to take photos and asked what they were thinking.

In the first Portuguese Super League game of the new year, Villas-Boas brought Lei Yu to the press conference. Was there any other purpose?

"Then how many goals must you score to be satisfied? Is there a specific limit, such as 10 goals? Or 20 goals?"

Upon hearing the reporter's seductive question, Boas hurriedly kicked Lei Yu with a smile on his face to remind him not to be fooled.

But Boas miscalculated.

After Lei Yu heard this question, he actually started counting with his fingers.

"Based on my playing time and opportunities in the league, I think scoring about 15 is good. But if you include other cup competitions, I think scoring 30 is considered qualified."

30?

Do you know what this means to a young person who has just joined the Portuguese Super League?

This is crazy!

Hearing Lei Yu tell the exact number, the reporters taking notes in the audience moved quickly, and the reporters who asked questions also raised the corners of their mouths.

Big news tomorrow!

Listening to Lei Yu talking, Boas lowered his head and pinched his temples.

"Damn it, why do you want me to bring Lei to the press conference now? What are the pigs in the club thinking?"

However, what Villas-Boas doesn't know is that Lei Yu's performance in the past half of the season has attracted the attention of quite a few people and forces.

There are wealthy clubs, agents like Mendes, and even some company bosses who are eager to seek Lei Yu as an endorsement.

Among them, the ones who pay the most attention to Lei Yu are Porto and Arsenal.

During New Year's Day, both sides were at loggerheads over the issue of Lei Yu's future next season.

But this time Arsenal somehow had the wrong string. The Gunners, who had been selling off their captain to pay off debts for many years, actually refused to let go of Lei Yu, a young player.

Porto repeatedly offered attractive numbers, but Arsenal just refused to let go.

According to the latest figures disclosed by "Football News", Lei Yu's worth has soared to 5 million this season, which was the price a year ago.

After the new year, Lei Yu is still brave, and there is no weak performance after the holiday.

This game alone can increase his net worth by another one million!

...

After defeating Maritimo, amid protests from all the players, the team rushed back to Porto overnight.

"Don't think I don't know your little thoughts!"

"Be careful of being swept away by the waves!"

"Hurry back to training. The Europa League knockout rounds are about to begin. If you continue to be in this state today, am I not allowed to know about it?"

Under Villas' scolding, the players remained silent for fear of offending the head coach.

They really don't understand why Villas-Boas is still so angry when the team wins?

On the bus on the way back, Lei Yu just closed his eyes and fell asleep for a while, when someone took off the headphones on his head.

"Lei, you have attended the press conference today, why don't you invite me to treat you?"

"Where to go?" Lei Yu asked casually.

"How was that nightclub last time?" Falcao raised his eyebrows.

"No!" Lei Yu shook his head with a firm attitude.

Why go to the nightclub?

Now I have a busty girl at home who can’t be satisfied no matter how much I do, so why should I go to a nightclub and spend all that money?

Don’t go!

"Lei, this is your fault!" Falcao was still "seductive".

"This is your first time winning the league MVP, and you might even be named to the best team at the weekend. What's the big deal with a guest?"

Lei Yu reached back, took out the reward bottle of champagne from his backpack, and stuffed it into Falcao's arms.

"Here, I'll give you the best player!"

Falcao looked disappointed.

He has plenty of this stuff!

...

On the training ground the next day, Lei Yu was called away alone by Villas-Boas.

"Lei, let's take a look at today's news reports!" Boas said, throwing a newspaper in front of Lei Yu.

Looking at the news headlines in the newspaper, Lei Yu shrugged, "Boss, what's this?"

"Shocking! Crazy Chinese player wants to score 30 goals for Porto!"

"Lei, adults must be responsible for what they say! Don't you think your remarks yesterday were exaggerated?" Boas said disapprovingly.

"Is this nothing?" Lei Yu scratched the back of his head. "Boss, I calculated this number carefully!"

"Is it possible?" Boas's voice was full of sarcasm.

"That's right! Look, I've scored 12 goals in the cup and 4 in the league, which adds up to 16! There's still half a season left, so it's not that difficult to score 14 more, right?

"

"Isn't it difficult? Who do you think you are? Cristiano?" Boas suddenly slammed the table, startling Lei Yu.

"Lei, football games are not just about numbers. Have you considered the reality?"

After Villas-Boas finished speaking, he counted them one by one with his fingers: "First of all, the Europa League group stage has been completed. It is not certain how many rounds of knockout rounds can be played. Maybe we will be out after two games!"

"There is also the Portuguese Cup. Counting the finals, there are only three games left!"

"There is also the League Cup. I will not send the main players to play in this type of cup match. What if they get injured?"

"In the end it's the league."

"Lei, you must first understand your position!"

"You are a defensive midfielder, not an attacking midfielder, and you are not a forward. Defense is your main task. Just leave the goals to your teammates!"

"Without my permission, you are not allowed to run into the frontcourt or into the opponent's penalty area. Do you understand?"

Looking at the furious Boas behind his desk, Lei Yu also lowered his head and said nothing, knowing that the coach was really angry today.

Just when Lei Yu thought the other party had finished speaking, Boas revealed another "violent news" that Lei Yu could not accept.

"One last thing..."

"besides?"

"That's right!" Boas glanced at Lei Yu meaningfully, "Lei, don't you still know why I want to substitute you in the league?"

"this..."

Before Lei Yu could answer, Boas sighed and said, "Lei, you have to be mentally prepared."

"In the next league, your playing time will continue to decrease..."