Two days flew by.
Sunday!
The atmosphere in Madrid had been high since the morning!
Even under the scorching sun of June, the streets were still filled with people!
This was an abnormal phenomenon!
Weekend mornings should be spent comfortably in bed
However, in today's League Two, there was a match of the century that was about to begin.
It made it so that every Madrid citizen could not stay at home in peace!
"Ohoho! What a wonderful day! Western Second Division's national derby! Only twice a year!"
"Poor Barca is trying to hit a rock with an egg again! Look at their current lineup! It's simply pulled to the extreme!"
"Castiya has Isco, Vazquez, and Chelishev! And the new Ronaldo, Hesse Rodriguez! What does Barcelona's B team have?"
"As far as I know, the only thing they can do is that muscular winger, Adama Traore! A muscle maniac who plays on the flanks? Is Barcelona's brain damaged?"
"There's no need to watch Castiya's match. When he wakes up, it's another huge victory!”
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All the streets in Madrid were filled with people wearing white jerseys.
This was the iconic color of Real Madrid!
A pure white dress!
Today's match between Barcelona B and Real Madrid Castiglia would be held at Castiglia's home ground!
Real Madrid's home stadium was the famous Bernabéu Stadium.
As for Real Madrid's second team.
Castiya's home ground also had a big background!
It was named after the former Real Madrid superstar Di Stefano!
Alfredo Di Stefano Stadium!
It could accommodate 10,000 spectators!
At this moment, countless Real Madrid fans were flocking to this legendary stadium.
They were ready to enter the stadium to watch their super derby against Barcelona B!
During the offseason in La Liga.
The League Two became the only option to comfort the fans who were eager to watch the game!
And the national derby in Western Second Division was the most anticipated match!
"The last derby was held at the Cruyff Stadium of Barcelona B! The boos from the Barcelona kids were deafening! In the end, didn't they still easily win 2-1 in our away game?”
"Today, when we return to our home ground, let those Barcelona scums hear what a real home ground is like!!”
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2:30 in the afternoon.
There was still an hour and a half before the start of the competition!
All members of Barcelona's B team were ready to go and had already entered the locker room of the Di Stefano stadium!
It was a common practice for all teams to go to the stadium in advance to check the location of the match.
At this moment, next door to Barcelona's team B was Real Madrid's Castia locker room!
He listened to the sounds of singing and the noise coming from the next room.
On the other hand, Barcelona seemed a little quiet…
Zakristan stood in the middle of the locker room.
He looked around at the players in the locker room.
He frowned slightly!
Indeed!
In terms of strength, Barcelona's B team had been crushed by Castia in recent years.
They had not won a match in the Second Division's national derby for two years in a row!
On the leaderboard.
Barcelona's B team almost fell into the relegation zone last season.
This season was slightly warmer, but it was only in the upper middle.
However, Castiya, who was next door, firmly occupied the first place on the leaderboard!
If not for the fact that only one team from the same club could be in the top league.
Castiya would have been promoted to La Liga long ago!
"Traore, what are you doing? Don't lift the iron anymore!"
The corner of Sakristan's eyes twitched as he cursed at a muscular man in the corner of the locker room.
When Adama Traore heard this, he quickly put down the dumbbell in his hand with an awkward expression.
He was the starting winger for Barcelona's B team!
He was 1.7 meters tall, but he had muscles like a boxer!
It was a small tank on the field!
At the same time, he was also the most famous player on Barcelona's B team!
"In this game, Fati will partner with you on the flank! You guys play the roles of left and right wingers!”
"In front of you is Ye! He is our center forward today! Our formation today is still the usual 4-3-3!”
He listened to the manager lay out the pre-match formation and tactics.
The players became serious.
Traore put down the dumbbell and looked curiously at Ye Lingfeng on the other side of the locker room.
At this moment, Ye Lingfeng was sitting in front of Number 99's locker seat!
As he had just been transferred to Barcelona's B team, he needed to receive a jersey number!
As a center forward, the number nine jersey was occupied by the injured player, Donggu.
Ye Lingfeng chose the slightly exaggerated number 99 jersey!
If this number was placed in the La Liga First Team, it would naturally not be available.
After all, La Liga's first team had very strict rules on player numbers.
All the players 'numbers could only be chosen between 1-25!
Feeling Traore's gaze, Ye Lingfeng turned his head.
She looked at him calmly!
She even raised her eyebrows.
Naturally, he recognized this 'muscle maniac'.
According to his memory, Traore did not achieve any special results in Barcelona.
Wolves, who later moved to the Premier League, had just begun the first spring of their career!
Seeing Ye Lingfeng raise his eyebrows, Traore couldn't help but smile.
It could be seen that this guy with an Asian face had a good personality!
Unlike the Japanese and Korean players from La Masia who were also Asians, it was difficult to get close to them!
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Not long after.
After Sakristan finished reading out the tactics, he called the players to gather in a circle for the final pre-match mobilization.
"Ye! This match will depend on your performance! Fati and Traore will escort you on the flanks!”
Sakristan patted Ye Lingfeng's shoulder and said seriously.
The words of the Barcelona B team manager were not exaggerated!
He had really bet everything on Ye Lingfeng!
The one who had led the team for many seasons without getting good results was Zakristan. It was hard to imagine whether the club would still have patience for him after losing again in this derby!
"I'll do my best."
Ye Lingfeng nodded and high-fived Fati and Traore.
"I heard that you performed very well in the training match a few days ago? I have a good relationship with the U17 goalkeeper, Nujas. He said that he was shot by you that day!”
Traore teased.
Ye Lingfeng raised the corner of his mouth. But I'm really good at shooting, it's true!”
Traore couldn't help but laugh when he heard that. Fati, who was tensed up, was also amused by Ye Lingfeng.
A thin figure sat not far away from the locker room.
At this moment, he was looking over!
Kubo Kenei, who was included in the squad but not in the starting lineup, felt like an outsider!
He sat alone in the locker room and did not communicate with anyone.
After all, this was not La Masia!
Without his Asian brothers!
Kubo Kenei stared at Ye Lingfeng, who was laughing and chatting with his teammates, and a strong sense of jealousy welled up in his heart!
Before leaving La Masia with the team.
He found out something on the Internet.
The most popular girl group in the Cherry Blossom Country.
The opening ceremony performance would be held before the start of the competition today!
Among them was Hashimoto Anna, whom he had been infatuated with for a long time!
However, he was a substitute in this game…
Moreover, it was still unknown whether he would have the chance to play in the end!
Under the expectations of the Sakura fans, Messi, who was known as the Japanese, could not get a starting chance.
The Dragon Country players that he looked down on in his bones could stand in the starting lineup!
Kubo Kenei, who had always been praised in the Cherry Blossom Nation, couldn't accept such a defeat!
At the same time.
He was also concerned about how Ranna Hashimoto felt when she saw that he was only a substitute…
Kubo Kenei, who was still in puberty, had a lot of thoughts!
As for today's match…
The position he was best at was the winger!
However, today's starting wingers were Adama Traore and Anzu Fati!
From the looks of it, there was no chance of defeating any of them…
"Alright, lads, kill off Real Madrid's geniuses!”
Zakristan's voice came from the locker room door.
"What Hesse, what Isco, what Vazquez, what Morata!”
"No matter who your opponent is, don't be afraid!”
"Let me remind you that the First Team manager, Mr. Louis Enrique, will also be here today! This will be a great opportunity for you to be favored by the First Team manager!”
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Brothers! Free gifts! The young author knelt down to thank him!
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