Midfielder

All the news about the election of Benfica's president has been automatically filtered by Mourinho. Now he just wants to lead his team to continue to win. Those things that are not related to football are better to go away and not disturb the team's preparations.

As for who is the winner between Azevedo and Villariño, Mourinho no longer cares. Everything is arranged by God.

There is also a sense of anxiety spreading in the Benfica team. The uncertainty about the future has caused many people's status to fluctuate.

Perhaps the only good news is that Simao has returned at this critical time. This may be a very good help for Benfica's offense. After all, that guy is the most famous big-name player in Benfica now.

Another good news is that their opponent this time is not strong, and it is an old acquaintance that Mourinho and Lin Yi are very familiar with. Benfica will meet the Cebatus team, which is starting its league relegation journey again.

The day before the election announcement, Benfica started their away trip. They hoped to take advantage of the good opportunity of Sporting Lisbon being tied by the opponent, and use a victory to narrow the gap between the two teams, and strive to leave a chance to turn the tables on the standings when they meet next time.

Mourinho did not participate in the final struggle of the election before leaving. He just called Azevedo and wished him good luck. No matter how others view the relationship between him and Azevedo, at least that person gave him the opportunity to coach Benfica.

As for what the result will be one day later, Mourinho no longer cares. That is not the level he should touch. He understands this.

"This may be the first time in my life that I have heard the fans of the Cebatus team boo me." Mourinho said while standing in the coaching seat and looking at the players running on the field and the assistant coach beside him, but it sounded more like his own talk.

When Mourinho said this, the score on the field had been rewritten to 2:0, and those Cebatus fans who lost their hearts could only spray their anger on Mourinho's head. As long as they saw Mourinho coming out of the coaching seat, they would greet him with crazy boos.

It was the guy with the title of Cebatus member who snatched a victory from them who were in urgent need of victory. Of course, he also had an accomplice, the black-haired boy who left Cebatus's youth team.

Simao lived up to his annual salary as the first in the team. In the stoppage time of the first half, he relied on his lightning speed to cut in from the side. With Cardoso in the middle involving a central defender's defensive energy for him, Simao chose to shoot directly.

The ball trickily went directly from the goalkeeper's armpit into the bottom of the net. Simao announced his return in this way, and Benfica also found a new attack route.

The side channel specially opened by Mourinho for him became the stage for Simao to perform. Simao's speed and breakthrough ability are rarely suppressed in the Portuguese league. Mourinho saw this and needed Simao to use his personal ability to open the opponent's gap.

Regardless of whether Simao was familiar with the young-looking head coach in front of him, he would run to the coach's seat to celebrate with everyone. It was this guy who made him find the feeling of scoring in the shortest time, and he must express his gratitude.

Mourinho did not join the celebration team. He just took every opportunity to remind his defensive players to pay attention to the opponent's strong attack. For him, a goal would not guarantee that they would win the game away from home. He needed everyone to stay calm.

Originally, when they were behind 0:1, the Serbatur team had launched continuous attacks. Although they had not yet scored, they believed that the goal would come sooner or later, but the appearance of the black-haired boy broke this extravagant hope.

Mourinho still kept Lin Yi in the ice until the last 30 minutes. When both sides had consumed a lot of physical strength, he needed the most fatal blow. Simao, who had just returned from injury, was obviously not suitable for the role of organizing the attack.

But Lin Yi, who had been holding back for a long time, was eager to try. Before he came on the court, Mourinho carefully explained his tactical arrangements to Lin Yi.

"See that large blank area? Try to send the ball to the striker's feet as much as possible. If there is a chance, you can try to break through by yourself! As long as you think you can, I allow you to decide everything within the 30-meter area. What I want is a goal!"

This is the first time that Lin Yi has returned to a familiar place to play a game. He hopes to let those people see that the boy who walked out of here at the beginning is already a professional player.

At this moment, he seemed to be able to hear his heartbeat accelerating. He heard every word of Mourinho, but the only thing he remembered was the last word, goal!

Only goals can relieve the defensive pressure of the Benfica team. Lin Yi also knows that only goals and victories can reduce the pressure on Mourinho's shoulders, so Lin Yi nodded fiercely.

"Just like when we played against Ferreira's team, this will be a great show, believe me!" Lin Yi said word by word.

"I'll wait here, go!" Mourinho patted the boy's shoulder hard. Now he just hoped that the boy could have a good time. When his future was uncertain, he hoped that the boy could grow up quickly, at least before he left here.

The Sebatul team pressed too hard, which left Benfica too much space for counterattacks, but Cardoso and others who were in poor condition did not seize these opportunities. But Lin Yi's appearance was like a sharp blade, directly resisting the opponent's momentum from the midfield.

Lin Yi's first pass after coming on the court directly penetrated the already fragile Sebatul defense line. He used a pull-and-turn action in the middle circle to easily get rid of the guy who was guarding him.

When performing this action, Lin Yi did not stop the ball to observe the running position of his teammates, but he almost pushed the ball out with the arch of his foot at the moment he turned around.

The ball passed through the anti-offside trap constructed by the Sebatul defensive players and hit Sebatul's backcourt directly, while Cardoso and Simao stabbed the opponent's penalty area like two sharp swords.

If Cardoso had not hesitated a little after stopping the ball, perhaps Lin Yi would have completed an assist with his first touch after coming on the court.

This made Cardoso wave his hand to Lin Yi to apologize, and Simao also spread his hands to express regret. This was undoubtedly a good shot, even Simao had to admit it. Although Simao has not participated in the game, it can be seen from the pass just now that the black-haired kid is definitely a good player.

Except that his body is still a little weak, Simao can't find any fault with the pass. Even if it is replaced by himself, it is not necessarily guaranteed that the vision can be so wide.

Lin Yi's pass has made the Sebatul team sweat. Their head coach roared loudly to let his players pay attention to the black-haired kid. He didn't want to be disrupted by a little kid at this time.

However, even if the Sebatul team has begun to strengthen the defense against Lin Yi, it has not been able to stop the black-haired kid from making trouble in their own half. Everyone may not really notice that this little guy's forward awareness after entering the opponent's half suddenly began to become very active.

Only Mourinho knew why. Since he started to let this kid increase shooting training, the little guy often borrowed a bunch of video materials from him. All the materials were about offensive midfielders. He seemed to have realized something.

"You have to knock on the door of attack yourself..." Mourinho muttered in a voice that no one else could hear.

Lin Yi did not give the coach of the Sebatul team a chance to adjust the formation. His breakthrough became more and more sharp. With Benfica's two wingers pressing very hard, Lin Yi's appearance became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Bruno, the midfielder of the Sebatul team, became the person with the most pressure on the field. He had to pay attention to his side defense and face the sharp breakthrough of the loach-like Lin Yi in the middle.

"This damn guy! Is he really only 15 years old?" Bruno didn't know how many times he had to pull the little guy's jersey with a small move to barely prevent him from slipping away from him. He could clearly feel that his lungs were starting to become hot.

But cursing would not help Bruno. When Simao and Cardoso were at the critical point of the Cebatul team, no one could come to help Bruno. He had to deal with the black-haired kid by himself.

Being played like an idiot by a 15-year-old kid, Bruno now wanted to die. This is often the case. The more Bruno was afraid of facing the little guy, the more Lin Yi seemed to like to choose him when breaking through.

Cebatul was still attacking passively, but their attack was always resolved by Benfica's defenders in the final stage, and the opponent's counterattack could cause trouble for themselves every time. This was the most embarrassing thing for them now.

Simao received the ball cleared near the center circle again. Under the opponent's defense, Simao had no way to turn around and break through. He could only knock the ball to the middle, and Lin Yi passed the ball directly in the direction of his pass, and he ran forward directly after wiping Bruno who was pulling him.

Benfica's defensive midfielder Petit received the ball from Lin Yi. He did not let the ball stop for too long under his feet, and hit the ball in front of Lin Yi in a straight line.

Lin Yi's absolute speed of 100 meters is not fast. This is the result of Edward's original test, but Mourinho later gave him a more detailed test. This kid's 100-meter speed is not fast, but his starting speed in the first 25-30 meters may even be daunting for Simao.

This is a freak who starts fast but has no acceleration ability in the middle range. Even Mourinho said that this is a fucking thing that has not been produced for decades, and he caught up.

Bruno's loss of position not only made him the object of ridicule by others, but also put the Serbatul team in danger. Simao and Cardoso's forward speed is not slow either. Lin Yi, Simao, and Cardoso's three arrows made the two central defenders of Serbatul team behind want to cry without tears.

"Damn it!" Sandro, the captain of the Serbatul team, had no other choice but to rush towards Lin Yi who was dribbling the ball. He hoped to create a miracle. As for Bruno who was thrown away, he was still desperately chasing back, but he could not help at all.

His body was shaking. While dribbling the ball, Lin Yi was always observing the situation on the field. He knew very well what the situation was.

Three against two, this is a good opportunity to change the score. As long as he passes the ball lightly, both Cardoso and Simao will find a good chance to score, but he seems to have not decided which side to pass the ball to.

Lin Yi's eyes drifted to Simao who was pulling on the wing at this time. He seemed to have decided to find a suitable route from Simao. Sandro, who was about to pounce in front of him, had also realized this. He didn't want Lin Yi's assist to appear under his nose.

So at the moment of pounce, Sandro's body center of gravity moved slightly to Simao's side. He hoped to reduce the passing area of ​​the black-haired boy, at least so that his pass would not hit directly behind the other central defender. Maybe they still have a chance to stop this attack.

However, Lin Yi's shaking body and the arch of his foot that was about to push the ball out did not go as Sandro wished. Almost at the moment when the two met, Lin Yi took a big step and pulled the ball horizontally, pulling out a parallel moving route directly in front of Sandro.

At the moment when Lin Yi pretended to pass the ball, he directly flicked the ball horizontally with the back of his foot, quickly dodging Sandro's defensive position, leaving no chance for the opponent.

Shaking, Lin Yi's shaking when facing the last defender had already made the defender's confidence collapse. Simao and Cardoso's support on both sides had made him not know how to move his feet at all.

"Pass him!" Lin Yi no longer considered how to tear open the opponent's defense at this time. Just like what Mourinho told him, he must become a knife in the offense, sharp and deadly.

Lin Yi didn't have to spend too much effort when facing a defender who was about to collapse. He only used a light change of direction to smoothly shake off the opponent's defense. Maybe at this moment, even the unlucky defender himself might feel that this was a relief.

Facing the goalkeeper, Lin Yi almost held his breath and volleyed fiercely. When the poor goalkeeper looked at the football with despair and rubbed his fingertips into the net, the head coach of the Sebatul team, Cabal, had already hugged his head and squatted on the sidelines.

2:0, the game was already in suspense. Mourinho knew that the score was enough to overwhelm the opponent, but what he cared about most was the kid who rushed towards him desperately, and that guy almost didn't give him a chance to dodge.

"Hey! Uncle! Did you see that! Goal! My goal!" Lin Yi was still shouting madly to Mourinho before being pressed down by his teammates.

That's right, kid, that was your goal. You finally looked like a qualified attacker. At least the one-hour shooting every day was not in vain. Not to mention, it was a really good shot. Mourinho looked at Lin Yi who was still begging for mercy under the crowd, and smiled a little.

After shooting past two people, this kid is getting more and more courageous. When Mourinho looks at that kid now, it seems that he is watching a work he carved out by himself gradually taking shape.

Benfica did not leave any chance for the opponent to turn the tables after leading 2:0. Simao gave Cardoso another assist before the end of the game. When the score became 3:0, even the supporters of the Cebatul team chose to protest by leaving the field.

What are they protesting? Of course, they are protesting against those idiotic managements. Why did they let the kid who played in their youth team go!

Even an idiot should be able to see whether the kid has development potential! The Cebatul team, which did not have much capital, seemed to be a poor man throwing away a diamond, letting go of the kid who ended their hope of victory today!

Maybe now the unlucky coach of the Cebatul youth team needs to worry about whether he can keep his job.

Cebatul coach Cabalar did not attend the press conference after the game. He may have submitted his resignation to his club chairman, and Mourinho became the only person everyone asked questions to.

After answering all the routine questions, Mourinho was ready to turn around and leave, but a reporter's temporary question stopped him.

"Mr. Mourinho, what is your impression of Villarinho, the new president of Benfica Club, who was elected half an hour ago?"

New! ? Villarinho! ? Azevedo lost the election? Mourinho felt his head swell at this moment. This was the worst news he had heard today, and the situation he least wanted to see actually happened.

"No comment!" Mourinho ignored the other party's expression. He just wanted to confirm whether this was true.

However, someone knew all this before him. There were already well-informed people among the Benfica players who got this result from the familiar club staff.

Lin Yi was just celebrating his first goal in the locker room. He even shamelessly asked the referee for the football, and then asked all his teammates to sign his name on the football as a souvenir.

But when he heard the result, Lin Yi's face, which was full of smiles just now, suddenly sank.

He understood what this meant. Villarinho, that guy hated Mourinho. This was a damn damn result!

Lin Yi rushed out of the locker room without even changing his clothes. He thought Mourinho would be very upset at this time, just like himself after that training session. Maybe he needed someone to talk to at this time.

As for the football that he had just held in his hand, it had been forgotten in the corner. . .

At this moment, cheering was replaced by depression. . .

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