Football: The National Football Team Misled Me, Run to Barcelona as the King of Football
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On the court.

The match time passed by minute by minute.

In the last few minutes, the Real Madrid fans at home really felt like they were sitting on pins and needles!

However, the score was not rewritten in the end.

Real Madrid's Castia, who had ten players at the last minute, did not manage to perform a miracle!

"Beep! Beep! Beep-"

The final whistle sounded!

The referee also heaved a sigh of relief.

Show a red card to a Real Madrid player at the Stade Di Stefano.

It was a big challenge for him!

The final score of the game was fixed at 3-2!

Barcelona's B team had shot down the arrogant Real Madrid Castia in an away game!

On Real Madrid's home ground!

On the sidelines…

Sakristan and the assistant manager roared and rushed forward!

Behind him was a group of equally excited substitutes!

Of course, this did not include Kubo Kenei.

This little genius of the Cherry Blossom Country was hiding in the corner of the substitutes 'bench with a dark expression!

"Ye! You are the most unusual genius of La Masia!”

"I'm proud to be your teaching assistant for a day!”

The assistant coach rushed over excitedly and hugged Ye Lingfeng passionately.

Zakristan also looked excited." You made today's Di Stefano stadium fall into a dead silence!”

Ye Lingfeng smiled.

He accepted these praises with a clear conscience!

Three straight shots to defeat the king of Western Second Division, Castiya.

His career might just start from this dream!

The Barcelona away fans in the stands.

At this moment, it let out a hoarse roar.

"Ye! La Masia's child! The Barcelona First Team needs you! Become Barcelona's new number nine!"

"We don't need Sanchez! Tell him to hand over the number nine jersey!"

Hearing this, Ye Lingfeng was also surprised.

But he quickly understood.

Alexis Sanchez!

This was Barcelona's number nine player!

It was not until he transferred to Arsenal in the future that he burst out with good strength.

He had even become the " mulberry thigh " in the mouth of gun fans!

During his time at Barcelona, his performance was indeed not good enough.

"Are you sure no media is secretly taking photos of us? I have to seize the time to discuss important matters with that little fellow!”

In the stadium box.

Lobeteji stuck his head out of the window and looked around.

"Are you so eager to get this little guy into the Spanish national youth team?”

"Then return Morata to us! Without the pressure of the national team, he could better devote himself to the First Team's training!”

"That won't do!" Lobetji shook his head decisively. What if I discuss it with Bosque and decide to play in a double center formation? Besides, no matter how talented Ye was, he still needed a substitute for the sake of the team!”

With that, Lobeteji pushed open the door of the box and walked down the auditorium.

Ancelotti was so angry that his beard trembled.

"France sent Paul Pogba this year! Spain can forget about defending the UEFA European Youth Championship!"

As an Italian, Ancelotti did not care what results Spain had!

"Qi Dan, don't have any ideas about that little guy! He's not suitable for Real Madrid!"

Ancelotti took out his cell phone and called Zidane, who was in front of the technical area.

Although these words were obviously against his will.

But after losing the national derby, Ancelotti could not bring himself to poach Barcelona's players!

A stunned voice came from the other end of the phone.

What followed was a helpless sigh…

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On the court.

Amidst the noise.

Ye Lingfeng glanced at the big screen on the court.

The MVP of the entire match had already been selected.

His name was hanging high above the stadium!

He broke free from the layers of teammates.

Ye Lingfeng came to the sidelines!

He was the MVP of the tournament who had scored a hat-trick in the game.

He took the game ball for the game!

"Ye! Can I sign your ball?”

Traore stuck his head out and leaned over.

Ye Lingfeng smiled and threw the ball to him.""Pass it to all your teammates. Those who are willing can sign it!”

"I want to put this football in my bookcase!”

Not far away.

Castiya's most dazzling demon star.

Hesse Rodriguez had a complicated expression!

"Don't take it to heart, Hesse! You are one of the top geniuses in Spain!”

Morata walked over and comforted him." We have a European Youth Tournament in two days! At that time, you can still get back at me!”

Hesse sighed." But we still lost to Barcelona. This is an ironclad fact! Get ready to be criticized by the media after the game, big guy!”

With that, Castiya's players walked off the field dejectedly.

The Real Madrid fans in the stands also left the stadium one after another with angry faces.

The loss of the national derby made them lose face!

These White Shirt Army fans only hoped for one thing.

Time had better pass faster so that La Liga could start early!

They would also be able to regain their dignity in the real national derby!

Their First Team.

There were Ronaldo, Ramos, Marcelo, Mazemar, and Angel Di Maria!

There was also Gareth Bale, who had been rumored to be involved in a scandal with Real Madrid this summer!

Only by taking down Barcelona head-on in La Liga could they completely regain their face!

As the fans left.

On the court.

Barca's celebration continued.

Ye Lingfeng glanced over.

A girl in a suit and a skirt walked over with a photographer.

"Ye Lingfeng!" Ma Fanshu smiled. Are you willing to accept an exclusive interview with Dragon Country TV?”

......

600 kilometers away from Madrid.

Messi and Mascherano had been paying attention to the game.

"The latest news is that Aimar has sent an assistant to Spain!”

In the villa pool, Messi put down his phone." That little guy…" He was afraid that he would be lobbied by the national youth coaches of both countries at the same time!”

Mascherano was not surprised.""Now that the pressure is on Lobeteji, let's see how Ye will choose.”

"Even if he's only seventeen years old, the strength he displayed in today's competition…Without a doubt, he had the right to choose!”

Messi shrugged." It depends on whether he wants to play in the UEFA European Youth Championship or the World Youth Championship. Since the restructuring in 2007, the value of the UEFA European Youth Championship was much higher than that of the World Youth Championship!”

The European Youth Championship was the European U21 Football Championship!

The World Youth Championship was the full name of the Fifa U20 World Cup!

Both events were held every two years.

And at the same time!

Due to the conflict in the competition time…

The common practice of European teams was to send their best players to the UEFA European Youth Championship!

A second-string team of the same age group, competing in the World Youth Championship!

This was the difference between a U21 and a U20!

However, this also directly led to the gathering of strong teams in the European Youth Championship in recent years.

The World Youth Championship had few strong European teams!

"Don't worry about him!”

Mascherano leaned back into the pool." The probability of him choosing Spain for the National Youth Team is higher! After all, Lobetji was close to the water! However, this did not affect his future World Cup choices!”

In 2013, the relevant rules of the Fifa were more relaxed.

As long as they did not represent any country in an international A-level competition.

It would not affect the selection of national teams for A-level events like the World Cup!

The World Youth Tournament and the European Youth Tournament were all non-A-class competitions!

Of course, in the future, Fifa would raise the threshold for such rules.

It was stipulated that as long as one represented a country in any international competition, they could not change their nationality and continue to participate in the competition!

As the match on TV came to an end.

Messi reached out the remote control and turned off the screen.

"Ye is a very good young man! I don't know if I can defend against him!”

Mascherano poked his head out of the water." I hope to see him on the First Team next season!”

Javier Mascherano, who came from the youth training camp of the River Plate in Argentina, was an all-rounded midfielder!

In the third dream of Barcelona, he was transformed by Guardiola into a center back and became famous in La Liga!

"Don't worry, Mr. Enrique is a coach who cherishes talent as much as his life! He was probably already making arrangements for Ye's contract signing!”

Messi lay by the pool and could not help but recall the scene of Ye Lingfeng's game not long ago.

A hint of yearning appeared on his face!

"Javier, to be honest, I would rather see him on the Argentina national team next year than meet him on the First Team!”

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