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Chapter 68 Some teams have a thorny road ahead, while others have a bright future!

In the extremely noisy environment, Xiao Wen seemed to hear the low but rapid breathing of Real Madrid fans.

In an instant, looking at Royce lying on the ground and the free kick less than 25 meters away from the goal, Xiao Wen's mind was suddenly filled with an indescribable feeling, as if there was ecstasy and a sense of joy. Nervousness, anticipation, and a little fear, all these emotions mixed together made Xiao Wen's steps towards the penalty spot seem much heavier.

Xiao Wen had just walked to the spot where Pepe committed the foul, and suddenly the whole place became agitated. Thunderous boos came from the stands. For a while, the entire Bernabeu could no longer hear other sounds, and no one knew that the boos were for Morata. Or Pepe or the most likely person... Xiao asked.

Kyle stood next to Clattenburg, Royce held the football in his hand, smiled and watched Xiao Wen slowly walk over, and asked with a hint of exhaustion: "Can you come in?"

Xiao Wen took the football and cursed with a smile: "Do you think you are cheating by playing games?"

Royce grinned and said: "I really think you are more powerful than the androids in the game."

"The last ball was thrown by Cassie." Xiao Wen also smiled and said: "And it's a bit slippery. I don't like rainy days very much."

After Kyle finished communicating with Clattenburg, he turned around and said to Xiao Wen: "Play well, Xiao Wen, but don't put too much pressure on yourself, we all believe in you."

Kyle nodded towards Royce.

He knew that Royce kept talking to Xiao Wen with a smile just to make Xiao Wen relax.

"Okay." Xiao Wen responded and began to measure the pace...the distance of the run-up.

Kyle and Royce stepped aside knowingly.

Casillas conceded two goals in today's game and was in a very bad mood, so during the halftime break he almost sprayed everyone including himself. When Ronaldo scored the third goal, Only then did he feel a little relieved.

But now, Dortmund has received another free kick from an excellent position. When I think of the free kick that little guy took in the first half, my mood becomes even worse.

He directed the tallest men in the team to set up a human wall. He stood on a line parallel to Alonso on the far left side of the human wall, hunched over and staring at Xiao Wen.

Although Reus was also standing in front of the football, Casillas knew that Xiao Wen would eventually take the kick.

He adjusted his breathing, but for some reason, his head felt swollen. This feeling made him very uncomfortable, and he cursed angrily to himself: "Come on!"

No one answered him. Now they were competing with Madrid's third farmer's market in the penalty area. Lewandowski, who was standing side by side and acting as a false human wall, even got entangled with Pepe again.

Clattenburg was not allowed to enter the penalty area and shouted at Lewandowski and Pepe.

The storm finally subsided and everyone was in their places.

Clattenburg exits the penalty area.

Whistle.

It was a few seconds that took everyone's breath away.

The human wall in the penalty area. Including Lewandowski, there were six people in total, completely blocking the left side of the goal, and there was also a beautiful Isco lying on the ground.

Xiao Wen imitated someone and took a deep breath

call.

Start running!

Casillas took a step to the right, and Lewandowski blocked his line of sight. Then he noticed that Xiao Wen's body was still extremely tilted. Without hesitation, he immediately took two more steps to his right, just as he was about to He took off and found a spherical object coming towards him.

There was a scent of grass clippings in the air. I don't know if it was this smell or the ball. Casillas's somewhat groggy head suddenly became clearer. But in this way, he could see more clearly. The ball crossed the wall. Originally, it was

It flew in his direction, followed by a strange arc.

He cursed hard in his mind again, but before his body could fully stretch out, the football had already hit the net behind him hard.

I don’t know how this little kid, who has been sprinting for almost ninety minutes, can still be so precise when facing this slippery ball, and actually hit the ball into the tenth corner!

Casillas felt a burst of anger rushing straight to his forehead. After he fell to the ground, he finally couldn't help clenching his fists and smashing them against the turf, wailing in pain.

Xiao Wen leaned forward and looked at Casillas who seemed to have lost his mind on the ground. Only then did he realize his cold-blooded side. Then he glanced at the silent Real Madrid fans in the stands. Sure enough, happiness is based on other people's happiness.

Above the pain!

In a certain box.

After a few breaths, Florentino looked at the Dortmund players who were running madly to the sidelines to celebrate, and then looked at the stunned Real Madrid players. He couldn't help but cursed, and then covered his chest with his hands, his face full of pain.

The staff on the side were in a daze when they saw Xiao Wen's full-moon scimitar, but then they saw that their boss was actually beaten by Xiao Wen to have a heart problem. They were frightened to death. They hurriedly stepped forward to support him and gave him Suxiao Jiuxin Pills.

Slowed down a bit.

There was a lot of excitement in the box, and the stands in the Bernabeu were equally lively.

"Damn it! Did you really get in?"

"Ahhh! I'm going crazy, Xiao Wen!"

"Look, I'll just say it's Xiao Wen!"

"What is Cassie doing!"

"Pepe, how many times have I told you, time bomb!"

"I laughed. Morata, a guy with inverse feet, can still play in Real Madrid. I'm really grateful!"

Real Madrid fans were originally full of confidence before the game, but now they were a little dumbfounded.

They even forgot to ask questions.

Numbness, anger, helplessness, and fear were all mixed together. Many fans looked at Dortmund with dull eyes and celebrated as if they had advanced. If the game hadn't been over yet, that damn boy would have been thrown away by the Dortmund players.

stand up!

In the box, on the soft leather sofa, Florentino closed his eyes and said: "Year after year! In the past few years, I always remember someone constantly saying in my ears that we are a top 16 team!

"

The Emperor of Real Madrid opened his eyes, smiled helplessly, and his voice suddenly became much older:

"Ancelotti and these guys are not to blame for this game, I know! Because even I couldn't imagine that little kid could play like this! He could ignore the pressure, and I even felt that he didn't have the human instinct to fear. This little kid

The guy has had a number of impressive games, but we really felt like we were too good and didn't pay enough attention to him."

"We still have 90 minutes of the game." A staff member next to him reminded him.

For some reason, Florentino glanced at the big TV screen in the box, smiled bitterly, and shook his head, feeling as if he was in another world.

The people in this box are Florentino's confidants. Many people even followed him when he was in politics.

Everyone knows that Florentino has never bowed his head to anyone in his life, but now it seems that he has suffered an unprecedented blow. Even when Lewandowski celebrated his fourth birthday last year, he did not have such a desperate expression.

Although everyone couldn't understand why Florentino was so angry with that young man, everyone knew very well that after this game, when people mentioned this young player named Xiao Wen, he was no longer just - that

Little guy!

It is also clear that in the next game, when it comes to Westphalia, Real Madrid’s future will be full of thorns.

(End of chapter)