Beckham, the peak of the start, is handsome

Chapter 57: When I was a boy in bright clothes and angry horse, I rode thousands of miles alone!

Xiao Wen felt that he had had a beautiful dream, in which he single-handedly defeated all the Champions League princes and stood on the Champions League podium, full of high spirits.

When I opened my eyes, I was already sitting on the team bus.

He couldn't help but call up the system again, just like an old rich man who went to his house from time to time to count the gold and silver jewelry he had collected.

Name: Xiao Wen;

characteristic:

1. Perfect appearance (S): There is no one who is better at playing football than me, but not as handsome as me, and who is more handsome than me... does not exist.

2. Perpetual motion machine (S): I can run all day.

3. Precision Guidance (S): You can run, but if you can’t pass, I lose.

4. Full Moon Scimitar (S): The sword leaves no mark when it comes out, and the moon falls silently.

5. Death Coil (A): In addition to elegant interception, defense also includes stalking.

6. Strolling in the courtyard (A): Blood can flow, heads can be broken, and hair can’t be messed up.

7. Stride Meteor (S): When I was young, I rode a thousand miles alone!

Yes, that handsome guy is Kaka.

After this period of exploration, although he hasn't tried much of what changes this feature will bring to him, he has a rough idea of ​​what this striding star is.

Kaka’s solo ride of thousands of miles is not enough!

Who hasn’t seen it?

The word excitement cannot describe Xiao Wen's mood.

Anyway, Royce looked at Xiao Wen next to him who had some symptoms of early-stage Parkinson's disease. He started to laugh at him, but he stopped because he was afraid of damaging his little brother's confidence.

When we returned to the hotel, it was actually not completely dark yet, and many reporters were still waiting in front of the hotel, chatting with each other.

The Dortmund group hurriedly entered the hotel.

Xiao Wen and Royce shared a room. The tense and anxious atmosphere made Xiao Luo less interested in chatting with the model sisters.

He threw himself on the bed, scrolling through his phone, with a serious look on his face.

Xiao Wen also lay on the bed and was about to call Ms. Catherine when he unexpectedly heard Royce laughing: "Marca is really good at making a living!"

"What's wrong?" Xiao Wen moved his buttocks to make himself lie down more comfortably.

"The seven 10-point scores in the history of "L'Equipe", which one is more impressive? They even conducted a poll. The ratio of the first two unknown stars is almost the same as yours, both are more than 20%. This is not funny.

State of mind?"

Xiao Wen looked at Royce and frowned, "Why the hell are you looking for it because you're not feeling well?"

“This crappy app automatically pushes it!”

Royce shrugged helplessly.

Xiao Wen smiled bitterly, it's true that people don't look for trouble, they have to look for people.

His 10 points, to be honest, is really not a very important game. The Bundesliga has lost its suspense.

But L'Equipe's reason is quite good - at the age of 18, he only played half of the game, in the same city derby, and his absolute rival. 3 goals, 3 assists, come on, come on, come on! You guys, you guys are looking for us.

Search, search in the history pile, has there been such a young man, has there been such a game, has there been such a performance!

Hmm. I don’t mean to flatter myself at all, it really doesn’t.

Anyway, the mouth is on other people's bodies, blowing~Xiao or spraying Xiao, he doesn't care so much.

In the past few days and months, the most important thing was to get 150 points, but now, in the next few days, and in the next more than a week, the most important thing is the two rounds of the Champions League against Real Madrid!

…

Madrid.

Another hotel.

In the largest conference room, several assistant coaches looked uneasily at the boss in front of them.

Although they have held countless meetings with Dortmund, they also understand that what formation the team will play tomorrow and who will start will ultimately have to be decided by Ancelotti.

Zidane was also waiting quietly, but unlike others, he just waited silently for Ancelotti to speak.

He was thinking about how he should arrange his troops for this game if he were the head coach.

As the Corsican monster in France said, "A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier." Zidane's ultimate goal is to become the coach of Real Madrid and the French team!

Because of this, after retiring, he made a series of career plans, and now, following the top tactician in football Ancelotti and becoming a trainee at Real Madrid is definitely a good choice.

Ancelotti looked at the latest information in his hand and frowned: "Schmelzer and Subotic, these two are old injuries. Even if they can catch up with the game, Klopp will not play.

So, will Klopp play 4-5-1 or 4-2-3-1?"

Ancelotti glanced at everyone's faces.

No one spoke.

After a while, Zidane replied with some embarrassment: "I think judging from the situation in recent games, Klopp will probably still use 4-2-3-1."

Ancelotti's majestic eyes suddenly became a little gentle, and he stared at Zidane: "Go on."

"One of Kyle and Shaheen has lost their aura and the other is in the sunset. Klopp has used the combination of Gundogan and Xiao Wen before, and it is also easy to use. I think Klopp should give it a try with his personality."

Zidane took a sip of water, knowing that these other assistant coaches were helpless. They were all doing analysis, daily training, etc., but thinking about the overall situation, it was a bit difficult for them, so he smiled slightly and continued: "Mhita

Liang, Royce, Grosskreutz or Aubameyang form a trio roaming in the frontcourt to cooperate with Lewandowski at the front. This is also Klopp's favorite routine at present.

.So”

Zidane seemed to have said a lot of nonsense, but this was actually the last straw for Ancelotti to make up his mind.

He still needs a hint, a hint that is exactly the same as the decision he already deeply believes in his heart.

"He is indeed a genius, both as a player and as a coach in the future." Ancelotti thought to himself that this bald man is really enviable. There is really no one else in football who can be a bigger winner in life than him.

Ancelotti thought for a moment and sighed, "It would be great if Lewandowski received another yellow card against Zenit."

That's right, just one yellow card and Lewandowski would be suspended against Real Madrid.

However, Ancelotti's expectations were not met, but the team doctor gave him bad news today - Di Maria will miss this key battle due to gastroenteritis!

Make a tree!

Not wanting to retaliate, and getting angrier the more he thought about it, Ancelotti slapped the table and cursed: "Call Casillas, Cristiano Ronaldo, Ramos, and Alonso over and have another small meeting!"

…

Others didn't know what to do. Xiao Wen didn't sleep well that night.

Outside the hotel, someone was actually setting off fireworks!

Sold a watch!

What are the people at the police station in the Chamartín district of Madrid doing?

Disturbing public order!

At breakfast, others saw that Xiao Wen was still a little sluggish, thinking that it was his first time experiencing such an important game and that he was suffering from insomnia due to excessive tension.

Everyone was a little worried but also secretly realized that this guy is still a carbon-based creature. I thought before that his nerve endings were dead and he could no longer feel tension!

After breakfast, Klopp gathered everyone together and announced tonight's starting lineup.

Goalkeeper: Weidenfeller.

Back four: Piszczek, Hummels, Papastathopoulos, Durm.

Double midfielder: Gundogan, Xiao Wen.

Crazy running trident: Reus, Mkhitaryan, Grosskreutz.

Arrowhead: Lewandowski.

call.

Some team members who originally had some extravagant hopes were suddenly discouraged, but then they immediately forced themselves to cheer up!

Gundogan, who thought he might be a substitute, suddenly lit up his eyes and looked sideways in the direction of Xiao Wen.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

one year,

A whole year of hard work,

Sometimes it's just for a few heavyweight matches.

And facing such a game.

Just one word, spell!

sleep.

Good night(*￣3)(ε￣*)

(End of chapter)