What is a destructive midfielder?

Chapter 441 The Devil and the Angel (Daily Transition)

Amsterdam.

With a straight face, Cruyff pressed the remote control to turn off the TV.

"The management of the club is a bunch of moths, a bunch of idiots!"

"It's too shameless!"

"After spending [-] million yuan, can they still be slaughtered by Real Madrid and Chelsea?"

"Our La Masia No. 4"

Bah!
The white-haired old man raised his foot, kicked the coffee table over with force.

The huge movement scared the nurses and chefs to rush.

"When Li scored a goal, didn't he slap his palms happily?"

"Come and see!"

Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw the old man with a voice like a bell, a straight waist and full of energy.

Ok?
It seems that Kesheng's physical condition "looks" better and better in recent years!

"I'm fine!"

"Yes, yes! Of course it's okay! We must maintain a happy mood!"

The nurse skillfully turned on the video recorder, and stuffed the collection CD of La Masia's No. 4 position in the past.

On both sides of the cabinet, there was a noise from the 30-year-old ATC home speakers.

Immediately afterwards, the familiar BBC commentary sounded:

"The next substitute is the .17-year-old teenager-Li Kang!"

"He's from the La Masia youth academy!"

Camp Nou.

The red and blue prosperity ended.

The dark blue flag fluttered with the night wind.

"Blue is the colour" echoes across Catalan lands.

blue.

our dream.

"The game is over!"

"Chelsea have won a crushing victory!"

"A war of annihilation."

"A mass extinction."

"Li Kang, his name has become a lingering nightmare and curse for Barcelona."

"For three consecutive years, he represented three different clubs in the Champions League and captured the magnificent stadium of Camp Nou."

"La Masia's abandoned son did not return home, and the peak dream team that people were looking forward to was ultimately in vain."

"Change of kingship!"

"We may be witnessing the rise of a deep blue dynasty!"

"Congratulations Chelsea, best wishes to Barcelona."

The narrator couldn't help picking his feet.

Chelsea this season is a bit abnormally strong.

Not only the players are strong, but also the "tactical genius" Tuchel. No one can figure out his next move, which greatly increases the workload of the major media "post-match battle report analysis".

His eyes swept across the crazy comment area.

What is it all 7+, negative other, no more money, kill Barcelona, ​​software hardening engineer, takeaway, lifelong fans
Rakitic only played a few minutes, but he still managed to get Li Kang's jersey.

Barcelona nightmare?

The Croatian midfielder has already collected several of Li Kang's "off-field" jerseys.

Rakitic's Camp Nou career may soon be over due to contract disputes.

showdown.

Not installed.

He hurried to the interview area.

Facing the reporter's microphone, his tone was serious:
"This game is very unfair to Barcelona."

"Because Li is too powerful tonight, too strong to be a human from Earth, you can't stop his advancement at all!"

"His presence made me feel like I was kicking like a piece of shit."

"I am lucky to have the opportunity to enjoy Li's wonderful performance face to face and up close every year."

"I'm praying, praying that I won't meet him in the World Cup next year!"

Tuchel and Valverde shook hands.

His eyes were full of sympathy:

Another Barcelona coach who will be dismissed by Li
Fabregas and Pedro rushed out of the bench, embracing and comforting the frustrated Barcelona old partners.

Bonds, partners, villages.
Grow up together.

Train together.

Fight shoulder to shoulder.

All kinds of emotions in the past are intertwined and lingering at this moment, and several elders hugged together to keep warm.

"How could Morata score the last goal if you kid didn't feign injury and fell to the ground!"

"His hand touched my hair!"

far away.

Messi walked towards the aisle silently, and no one knew what he was thinking at the moment.

Morata still couldn't get enough of it, he held Li Kang's shoulders, and kept gesticulating with the other hand, talking endlessly, earnestly describing the tacit cooperation between the two in the game.

"Lee, I will become the European assist leader this season!"

"What are you laughing at? Believe me, I can do it!"

Hear these words.

Diego Costa is a bit confused: a striker whose season goal is not the Golden Boot?But the assist king?
Kanter took off his jersey and hung it on his shoulders, trotted to the sidelines, took out two bottles of sports drinks, then turned back and handed them to Li Kang.

"Li, drink water!"

The little black egg was originally a pure defensive midfielder. After completing the transformation under the guidance of Conte last season, he was warned to read the game more and use his brain to organize the attack.

But he doesn't want to use his brain to organize the attack now.

After the steal, just pass the ball to Lee. This is the smartest way to play.

Hazard touched his stomach, he hesitated: should he reward himself with a hamburger, after all, he also scored a goal today.

not far away.

Buffon took off his gloves, patted Cech on the shoulder, and stopped talking.

Post-match press conference.

Tuchel was in high spirits and high spirits.

"Our tactical deployment is very successful! The execution of the players is also very strong!"

"Chelsea suppressed Barcelona in all directions!"

"A stroke of genius? The wonderful moment when Li got rid of the four people in a row? Yes, yes, of course I know him very well, and I will definitely not stifle his imagination and creativity!"

"Being the manager of Chelsea is the best choice in my coaching career."

"I have nothing to say about the result of tonight's game. Going all out is a respect for Barcelona."

"Chelsea will respect every opponent in the future."

After a while.

Valverde came to the press conference.

Like a warrior rushing to the battlefield.

Take a deep breath.

"I am a sinner for Barcelona."

"Everything is my fault, there is a problem with my tactical deployment."

Li Kang's trip to Camp Nou is over.

He and his teammates flew overnight and returned to London.

A group of Blues fans had already gathered at the airport pick-up port.

Like a warrior welcoming a triumphant return.

Flags, posters, jerseys, banners... wave enthusiastically above the crowd.

Drizzle.

Can't extinguish the flames in the hearts of Blues fans.

"Lee!!!"

Dino looked puzzled: winning Barcelona, ​​why is the treatment the same as winning the Champions League?
After a long time.

Accompanied by his little assistant, Li Kang returned home.

The phone is full of all kinds of information.

Encouragement and... Concern from the Grandpas: Worrall fears he's hurting his ankle with the way he's playing now.

Congratulations from former teammates.

And the compliments and confessions of a few little girls.

Put down the phone again.

The system prompt sounded quietly.

【Ding!Mission accomplished: Tears at Camp Nou. 】

[Task receipt: Doesn't your heart hurt? 】

[Congratulations on getting: Legend of Barcelona Platinum Treasure Chest. 】

Li Kang didn't look at the prize pool.

He is a little tired.

[The Platinum Treasure Chest is being opened, congratulations on getting: Maradona's "Ball Sense" module (incomplete, permanent passive)]

[The devil and the angel. 】

[Crazy and crazy. 】

[Sorrow and joy. 】

[Stepping on the green field but not being able to hit the door, it feels like dancing with your sister. 】

【I just want people to let me live my own life, I never want to be a role model. 】

[Even if I die, I won't let go of football. 】

(End of this chapter)