No matter what, this is an opportunity to make money, and you should never give up.

Ye Fengzai thought about it carefully and analyzed how to spend as much money as possible.

If he and Kroos have equal playing time, based on this, there will be a lot of room for operation.

First of all, you don’t need to consider the two super valuable data of goals and assists. After all, you have almost no assist ability. Even if you have the ultimate skill of China Heavy Artillery, the problem is that Cross’s long-range shot is definitely not something that can be covered.

There is no need to calculate the red card and yellow card. Once the red card is played, the gods retreat. Even if Ye Feng can apply for a yellow card, can you guarantee that Cross will not take the cards when defending?

There seems to be no need to rely on shooting and surpassing others. He does not have the high tactical freedom of Cross, so it is impossible to open fire unscrupulously. No matter how you look at it, Cross is better than him.

With the total number of passes and the success rate of passes, I can't compare myself with Kroos, who is the core of the organization.

The data that can really make Ye Feng burst is actually a defense-related attribute.

Stealing, interception, clearing, fighting for the top, plus fouls, and running distance, this is the data Ye Feng wants to focus on.

Don’t say that playing time is roughly the same as Cross. As long as it is not too much less than Cross, Ye Feng is confident that he will surpass Cross in these data.

After all, Cross is an organizational player. Although it cannot be said that he does not have defensive ability, he will definitely not invest too much energy in defense. This is Ye Feng's opportunity.

If you run away, it will be half time if you are dead. After you come on the court, as long as Ye Feng runs to death, there should be a high chance that he will run more than Cross.

So what if this is invalid running?

The money you get is real.

Ye Feng has happily estimated how much he can spend in this game!

That's ten times more!

He seemed to have seen the beautiful scene of bundles of euros flooding himself

In the evening, the atmosphere was noisy.

Ye Feng sat quietly on the bench to watch the game. Bayern second team, who played away, firmly took the initiative under Cross's planning. Before the first half was over, they were already ahead of Wuppertal, who played at home.

It has to be admitted that Cross's strength is definitely outstanding on the field.

With his control in the midfield, Bayern's second team has a very obvious advantage.

However, what Ye Feng is concerned about now is the data obtained by Cross.

There was an assist but no goal. Ye Feng was a little out of statistics for the rest of the data.

This made Ye Feng see hope.

Originally, he did not intend to surpass Cross in assists, but since Cross did not score, he would have developed after he came on as a substitute and shot a heavy Chinese artillery.

A goal can make you 20,000 euros. If the coefficient is multiplied by 10, it will be 20,000 euros.

You know, the last substitute came out and only scored 50,000 euros, and this data is worth four of my own games.

Ye Feng couldn't help but fold his hands together and began to pray silently.

"Cross must not score a goal!"

"Cross must not score a goal!"

"Cross must not score a goal!"

Pray for important things three times.

Well, it seems a bit dark to do this, but Ye Feng doesn't care about that much.

Anyway, it's just a second team goal, so it's probably because Kroos doesn't care, it doesn't matter at all.

Kong Tengto, who was sitting next to Ye Feng on the bench, looked at Ye Feng with a little curiousness and couldn't help asking: "Are you praying for the team to win?"

"No, you're thinking too much, I'm just ADHD!" Ye Feng gave Kong Tengto a blank look and said angrily.

Kong Tengto looked at Ye Feng thoughtfully, then moved his butt quietly, sitting a little far away from Ye Feng, probably because he was afraid that Ye Feng would suck the wind and hurt him later.

When Ye Feng noticed Kong Tengto's actions, he was speechless. He thought to himself, no wonder this guy was even bigger than Alaba but he could only serve as a substitute for Alaba. He was not good at using his brain!

Ignoring Conttento, Ye Feng continued to observe Cross's performance, which was seriously related to his own gains.

It's quite interesting to say. Kros seems to want to win something in the game, so he frequently dribbled the ball and shot, especially after the team took the lead, he had no worries and sometimes rushed even harder than the forward.

But the problem is that it seems that the goddess of fate does not favor him today. She tried several times and was always missed with the goal.

"Is it my prayer that worked?" Ye Feng couldn't help but grin and thought happily.

Looking at Cross's black and blue face, Ye Feng was not depressed at all.

He felt that he should thank Cross. If he hadn't been transferred from the first team to the second team, how could he have the chance to win the euro in this game?

Good man!

Just when Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh, the second team head coach Grande waved to him.

"Go and warm up, play in the second half, and perform well!"

Grande's voice sounded like a natural sound to Ye Feng. Even if this natural sound came from a sloppy uncle's mouth, it felt a bit inconsistent.

"Don't worry, sir!" Ye Feng was almost saluting and reassuring him.

"Well, you cooperate well, Cross focuses on offense, you have to take more responsibilities in defense, I don't want the team to concede the goal in the second half." Grand continued to remind.

Then, Ye Feng never heard what Grande was saying again.

Grande's words kept echoing in his mind

"You guys cooperate well"

"You guys cooperate well"

"You guys cooperate well"

Ye Feng is about to cry!

Damn!

Cross won't end?

At this moment, he was hopeless!

Grand looked at Ye Feng who seemed to be in a daze, and thought Ye Feng was too excited because he was about to appear. He just smiled and patted his shoulder to encourage him, with a look of "You don't have to be too moved" on his face.

Little did he know that the MMP in Ye Feng's heart was about to curse. Looking at Grande's back, Ye Feng had the urge to die with Grande.

The money from labor!

You can insult me, but you can't delay my money purchase!
Chapter completed!