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This month our goal is to be in the top six on the overall list! The top six are qualified to participate in the European competition next season!

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Chen Hero was not playing in the Premier League for the first time, so he had some understanding of the physical contact in Premier League matches. However, Rio Ferdinand's move was basically a foul, but the referee ignored it, which gave him a new understanding of the physical confrontation emphasized in the Premier League—it seemed that in such games, this level of physical confrontation was not taken seriously.

From what he observed after he fell just now, not only did the referee ignore it, but even his teammates and head coach didn't think it was a big deal.

When Chen Hero first debuted in the Russian Premier League, he liked to use his body very much. Some goals that were clearly scored would be ruled invalid because he charged into his opponents.

So later, he gradually restrained his desire for barbaric collisions and changed to playing in a more technical, more mainstream way. He didn't expect that in the Premier League, he would have to go back to the old way—people here are not afraid of physical contact, and even encourage it!

Hey, this is interesting…

Okay, this is what you like to see, but don't say I'm a barbarian…

After returning to the locker room, he kept thinking about this issue. Now that he had figured it out, a smile appeared on his face.

For Liverpool players, especially those native English players, Chen Hero's fall was nothing. No one even discussed it during the halftime break.

However, Martin Škrtel, as Chen Hero's good friend, still thought of Chen Hero at this time—he was afraid that Chen Hero was not yet accustomed to the style of the Premier League. He was not used to it when he first came to Liverpool. Although he was 1.91 meters tall, he was slightly thin and suffered a bit in confrontations. It took him a while to adapt before he performed normally.

He was worried that Chen Hero would have to go through such an adaptation period, so he wanted to remind him.

He leaned in front of Chen Hero and comforted him: "It's nothing, Hero."

Chen Hero didn't understand what Škrtel was talking about: "Huh?"

Seeing Chen Hero's confused look, Škrtel was also a little confused, but he continued: "I mean… Ferdinand's foul was indeed a foul, but this is England, and they have another set of penalty systems… Everyone thinks this is normal, so don't take it to heart…”

Chen Hero understood that this was Škrtel's kindness, and he thanked his friend with a smile: "Thank you, Martin. But I'm not worried about this now. And you know, I'm the least afraid of physical confrontation!"

He raised his arm and made a gesture of showing strength, the muscles of his upper arm bulging as if they were about to burst the sleeves of his jersey.

Škrtel smiled when he saw him like this: "Yeah, how could I forget that? You're always the one who hits people, no one hits you!"

Suárez had been observing the conversation between Chen Hero and Škrtel from the side. Who told him to regard Chen Hero as his number one competitor in his heart? Since he wanted to defeat his opponent, he naturally had to find a way to understand him.

After hearing this, he planned to go up and敲打敲打Chen Hero. Even if it was not convenient to openly fall out for the time being, he was still happy to disgust Chen Hero by using this kind of thing.

So he leaned in front of Chen Hero, put on a smiling face, and said to Škrtel in a joking tone: "What you said, how could Hero be knocked down by Ferdinand just now?"

Chen Hero was not angry. He really thought that Suárez was joking with him—anyone who usually smiled and nodded in greeting and chatted from time to time would not think that this was a veiled attempt to cause trouble, right?

He grinned and laughed: "If I didn't fall, I was worried that I would foul!"

Škrtel laughed along with Chen Hero. Obviously, he believed what Chen Hero said. This laughter was definitely not mocking Chen Hero, but was amused by the possible fate of Rio Ferdinand…

Suárez didn't join in the fun anymore. He retreated with a dry smile on his face. But he spat in disdain in his heart: "Tch! Worried about fouling! What a load of bull!"

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Dalglish criticized the team's performance in the first half. Although it was a fierce game for the audience, for the home team, no goal meant failure.

Therefore, he once again made his request to Suárez: "Luis, you have to pull to the wing to cross for Hero, we must make full use of his header! I believe Ferdinand and Evans can't stop him!"

Suárez had no expression on his face, just nodded, but hummed in his heart: "Neither of them can stop him, boss, how did you learn to brag like Hero? Okay, I'll pass the ball to him, I want to see what he's capable of!"

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The second half of the game began, and Suárez did listen to him, frequently pulling to the wing to pass the ball to Chen Hero.

However, the quality of his crosses was really not flattering. He was really not a player who was good at crossing, and he was deliberately trying to make things difficult for Chen Hero, so he basically didn't pass the ball well. The result was predictable…

Even the commentators could see it: "I think Dalglish's brain is really confused, how can he let Suárez cross? The Uruguayan simply can't cross! He's not the person to do this job! I don't think Adam Johnson can always be sitting on the bench, right?"

The camera of the TV broadcast very tacitly gave Adam Johnson on the bench a close-up shot. He was sitting on the bench with a gloomy face, as if he could wring out water.

Since publicly炮轰(pàohōng, criticize severely) Dalglish, he has had even fewer opportunities to play. And he himself seemed to feel that under Dalglish, he would not even think about playing. He had already entrusted his agent to help him find a next home, this time he must go to a team where he can play!

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Suárez now almost passes the ball to himself whenever he gets the ball, but he hasn't headed in a single goal. Chen Hero never expected that Suárez was坑(kēng, tricking) him, but thought it was because the Manchester United defenders were in physical contact with him and interfered with him.

So after he headed the ball wide, he didn't complain about Suárez's poor cross, but gave Suárez a thumbs up… thanking him for his repeated, unremitting crosses!

Suárez almost fell over when he saw Chen Hero's gesture—is this kid lacking in common sense or what? Can't you see that I'm deliberately trying not to let you comfortably head the ball? Otherwise, why would I have to pass it into the crowd!

He suddenly felt a little weak—facing such an unaware opponent, every punch of his seemed to hit cotton.

This feeling was quite憋屈(biēqū, stifled), so his next pass became even worse…

Even Dalglish frowned. Of course, he knew that Suárez's cross was not very good, but the problem was that he had no one else to use besides Suárez. And no matter how bad it was, he could always pass the ball in a way that his teammates could head the ball into the goal, right?

But why are Suárez's crosses so badly placed now? Either it's too long or too short. If it's neither too long nor too short, it falls into the most densely populated area of Manchester United's defenders. Every time Chen Hero wants to head the ball, he has to have physical contact with Rio Ferdinand, or Evans, or both of them…

Is Suárez in bad shape today or what?

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Chen Hero didn't think so much. He now had no Suárez in his eyes, except for the flying football, there were several Manchester United defenders, especially Rio Ferdinand and Evans.

Ferdinand is 1.88 meters tall and weighs 80 kilograms, Evans is also 1.88 meters tall, but weighs only 77 kilograms, which is relatively thin.

Therefore, the main force against Chen Hero is Ferdinand.

This world-class central defender himself had this wish. In the Champions League semi-final, his foul on Chen Hero led to him being sent off with a red card. As a result, Manchester United lost the two-legged match and missed the final. He was骂了个狗血淋头(mà le gě gǒu xuè淋头, scolded severely) by Ferguson during the halftime break, which was not enough, and the media also骂了个狗血淋头(mà le gě gǒu xuè淋头, scolded severely) after the game.

This breath has been stuck in Ferdinand's heart. If he doesn't vent it, he will always be unhappy.

He wants to defeat Chen Hero in the Premier League and use this method to take revenge.

Because Suárez's crosses were always not good enough, Rio Ferdinand had the advantage in most of the headers with Chen Hero. Even if Chen Hero headed the ball, under his interference, Chen Hero's header could not pose any threat to De Gea's goal.

He immediately felt that Chen Hero, who was known for his excellent headers, was nothing more than that. His header skills were probably all blown out by the media!

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Chen Hero was looking for something in one failure after another, that is, the pattern of Suárez's crosses.

Although Suárez was passing randomly, with different landing points, there were still patterns to be found—that is, trying to pass it into the pile of people…

Chen Hero didn't understand that Suárez was deliberately making things difficult for him. He thought Suárez's cross was just this level…

This aroused his competitive spirit instead—I can head in such a bad cross! Because if my teammate is Beckham, then it won't show how good my Chen Hero is at heading the ball. Everyone will say: "Beckham's cross is like a precision-guided missile! It accurately found Chen Hero in the crowd, and all Chen Hero needs to do is jump up and swing his head, and the ball will fly into the goal! How simple!"

Yes, all the credit goes to the passer, not me!

Chen Hero didn't want to work so hard to head the ball and end up with this result, so Suárez's bad cross didn't make him angry, nor did it make him give up on himself. It's all Suárez's fault anyway, it has nothing to do with me, who told his cross to be so bad?

Chen Hero regarded it as a challenge—if I can head in such a bad cross, doesn't that mean I'm even better?

When Suárez got the ball again and pulled to the wing, Chen Hero stared at his front.

In front of him was the Manchester United penalty area. There were people in it, Evans and Rio Ferdinand were in front, plus other players, there were quite a few people in the Manchester United penalty area.

Chen Hero didn't care when Suárez crossed or where he crossed, he rushed towards this dense crowd. Because he knew that the football would eventually fall there!