Football: The National Football Team Misled Me, Run to Barcelona as the King of Football
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Accompanied by the tsunami-like shouts of the fans.

Time quietly passed by four o'clock sharp

"Beep!"

The referee checked the time and blew the whistle to signal the start of the game!

The highly anticipated Derby match of the Western Second Division had officially begun!

In the first half, Real Madrid's home team, Castia, kicked off first!

Morata stood in the center circle and knocked the ball to Hesse Rodriguez behind him!

The Barcelona B team's players in the front field also pressed past the center line at this moment!

Ye Lingfeng was wandering in the middle of the field.

He was always looking for opportunities.

After loading the Drogba template, he was also very curious.

Would his current confrontation be able to stand firm in the high-intensity competition of Western Second Division?

This game was the same as Barcelona.

Real Madrid's formation was also a conventional 4-3-3!!

However, the only difference was that Castiya did not set up a defensive midfielder in the midfield, which was the option of dragging the midfield!

The midfield trio consisted of two midfielders and one attacking midfielder!

They had given up on a certain amount of defense, but they were full of offense!

And the attacking midfielder, who was the core of the team, was played by Hesse, who was known as the new Ronaldo!

"Bang!"

At the start of the match, Real Madrid showed their unremarkable side!

Playing the ball in front of Barcelona!

But they were both Spanish players.

Many kicking techniques were mastered through mastery.

At this moment, Hesse, Isco, and Chelishev formed a midfield combination.

The Spanish players 'fierce footwork and organizational skills were vividly displayed!

After several passes, the ball was quickly pushed across the half court!

The huge Morata also became active at this moment!

He quickly ran to Barcelona's backfield and waited for an opportunity!

Zidane's strategy for this game was very simple.

Check and balance the control system that Barcelona relied on to survive from the source!

The prerequisite for passing control was to obtain the ball.

Then they would push forward quickly and not give Barcelona any chance to intercept the ball!

"Canpins! Pay attention to your position! Get back to the defensive zone!"

On the sidelines.

Zakristan roared at the team's backfield!

This was an attack from Real Madrid in the sixth minute!

Campins, who had always been considered the leaker in Barcelona's B team's rear defense, was now in a dangerous position!

Too close to the front!

He could not form a resonance with the other center back who was his partner behind him!

His opponent was the Real Madrid genius, Hesse!

Vázquez, who was on the flank, was extremely fast.

After speeding up to break through the Barcelona B team full back on the same side.

It was a precise pass.

The football fell into Hesse's control area!

"The line from Real Madrid's center and front field!"

"As sharp as ever! These players all had the ability to play in La Liga!”

"It's a bit of a blow to the Western Second Division!”

Ma Fanshu, who was on the sidelines, commented on the Dragon Country audience.

The moment Hesse received the ball, Campins was in a very dangerous position!

Real Madrid's center forward, Morata, was already in position in front of and behind the penalty area.

Sergi, the lone thin defender in the penalty area, was probably only able to contend with this big guy!

Helplessly, Canpins dragged him away.

He directly knocked Hesse to the ground!

"Beep!"

The referee quickly rushed over when he saw this!

But he only waved his hand.

He gave a verbal warning to Canpins and did not take out his cards!

It seemed that this was an excusable action.

"Bitch! Get your hands off me!"

Hesse got up from the ground and impatiently pushed away Campins, who had fouled him.

Campins 'expression changed, and he ran resentfully towards the penalty area, ready to participate in the defense.

"Damn it, you filthy thing."

Hesse pursed his lips unhappily and placed the football on the ground back in place.

Real Madrid's set piece opportunity!

Castiya's midfield masters were gathered behind the football!

The Barcelona B players quickly returned to their own half to set up their defense!

"Return to defense! Back to defense! Pay attention to your position in the penalty area!"

Sakristan shouted loudly from the sidelines.

Not far away from him, Zidane, who was in front of Real Madrid's technical area, appeared much calmer!

He had his hands in his pockets and was chewing gum leisurely!

Needless to say, he must have learned the habit of chewing gum from Ancelotti!

"Ye, you don't have to come back! Wait for the counterattack in the front field!"

Traore whispered to Ye Lingfeng.

After saying that, he turned around and ran towards the half-court.

Ye Lingfeng silently agreed to this suggestion.

They lingered near the center line, looking for a chance to counterattack at any time!

As a center forward, he was the player closest to the opponent's goal.

His main mission was definitely to attack!

"What do you mean, Hesse?"

Isco stood beside Hesse and asked.

"Let's fight directly!" Hesse smiled.”

Isco shrugged." No problem. I'll make a ball for you."”

......

A moment later, the referee blew his whistle.

Isco feigned a run and finally deftly pushed the ball in the direction of Hesse's usual foot.

Hesse followed up with a volley in the lower part of the football!

He wanted to hit the elevator ball with great force!

"Heavens! Kicked! It seemed that the new Ronaldo did not inherit Ronaldo's elevator ball technique!”

"But it doesn't seem to be a big problem! Morata has the ball!"

"He returned the ball to Hesse again!"

On the court.

After the free kick did not have any quality, Hesse was about to roar in frustration.

But fortunately, their silly center forward managed to head the ball down!

Alvaro Morata, who was 1.9 meters tall, was about to shoot.

He was woken up by Hesse's angry shout!

"Don't act up! Send it over!"

Morata's face fell, and he reluctantly knocked the ball to Hesse, who followed up.

He wasn't confident in his archery skills either!

A few days ago, when the Spanish U21s under Lobetegui were playing in a training match.

He kicked away several sabers in a row!

At this moment, all the eyes in the penalty area were focused on the figure of the little fast spirit dribbling the ball!

Hesse Rodriguez, who was 1.78 meters tall, had an extremely fast pace!

Dribbling the ball past two Barcelona defenders!

Facing the goalkeeper of Barcelona's B team, Banius, he directly chose to push straight at the near corner!

Banius, whose line of sight was blocked by the jumbled players in the penalty area, subconsciously went down to tackle!

However, it was still a hair's breadth away from the football!

欻!

With a crisp sound, the football drilled into the net!

The ball went in!

The score on the field was rewritten!

Only six minutes had passed!

...

"Hesse! Hesse!"

"Oh, oh, oh! Real Madrid's genius!"

"Cristiano! Cristiano!"

Cheers erupted from the stands!

A large number of white figures in the audience seats were boiling in the Di Stefano Stadium!

Among them, there was a burst of shouting Ronaldo's name!

This was an affirmation of Hesse's performance!

"Well done, big guy! This ball counts as your assist!"

Hesse excitedly jumped onto the tall Morata's back.

The latter carried him to the sidelines to celebrate!

Behind him was the somewhat annoyed figure of the Barcelona B team players…

"Damn it, Campins, you're going to take the blame for this ball!”

The goalkeeper, Banus, fell to the ground with a helpless expression.

On the sidelines.

Sacristan held his head and wailed helplessly.

With a gloomy expression, he turned around and sat back on the bench in the technical area.

They were scored six minutes into the game…

Moreover, the control that they relied on to survive seemed to have been completely resolved and restrained!

"There are many players in this batch of Castias who are about to be promoted to the First Team! We're playing against a La Liga team!”

The assistant manager beside him comforted him.

However, this did not appease Sakristan.

Not far away.

Zidane whistled.

He also returned to his seat in the technical area!

He was very relaxed!

He knew the strength of the Castiya team he was in charge of.

Castiya, who had the advantage at the start, was invincible in the Second Division!

There were many players with the strength of the first team.

Castiya and the other Western Second Division teams were not on the same level as their opponents!

After that.

Zidane looked thoughtfully at a figure on the field.

His next task was to observe the performance of the yellow-skinned center forward!

The so-called 'genius center forward'

Although it could be seen that his subordinate, Castiya, was very strong!

However, the strongest players would be promoted to the First Team next season!

The remaining combat strength might not be enough!

This could be considered a hidden danger for Castiya next season.

Therefore, he urgently needed to replenish his combat strength!

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