Will I hurt you if I score like this?

Chapter 46 Mozuxi Stadium, a reef in the tide

Barcelona, ​​Gamper Sports City.

Guardiola stood on the edge of the field, looking at the criss-crossing figures on the training ground.

On one side is a lineup with almost all the main players, and on the other side is the main rotation of the sparring team. The situation is almost one-sided.

A small man wearing No. 6 is controlling the football. His appearance is not outstanding, and his dribbling movements are also unpretentious, but every time he faces a press, he can always use a seemingly simple 360-degree turn to firmly control the ball under his feet.

Falconry eyes scan the pitch before sending the ball where it needs to go with subtle short passes.

But his partner is much brighter. Iniesta is always active between the striker and Harvey. Every time he holds the ball, the football is like a pet he keeps, docile and docile at his feet.

Delicate dribbling is often under the intensive defense of two or three players, causing opponents to turn their backs.

And behind them, there is a rookie who has played more and more steadily recently, the "metronome" Busquets who is favored by Guardiola.

"We should get a win tonight, Pep."

"Our team is full of talented players, and their cooperation is too perfect."

Vilanova stood behind Guardiola, holding a tactical book in his hand, watching the performance of the players on the field with satisfaction.

After Iniesta dribbled the ball to the top of the arc, he seized the opportunity and made an exquisite pass. Messi, who was ambushing on the right side of the penalty area, started instantly, and the frequency of his swift calf swing was like the wings of a hummingbird.

Facing the substitute goalkeeper Mento, he shot into the net from a small angle.

Vilanova made a joke.

"Probably the only hidden danger is that we are not familiar with the new Spaniard coach at all, and we don't know anything about their tactics."

"Don't underestimate the enemy, Tito." Guardiola said softly.

"A year ago I was only the coach of the second team. You never know what will happen in football."

"Don't forget, there are also talented players on the opposite side. Sometimes their inspiration will change the outcome of many things."

"I thought you had already contacted him."

Vilanova joked.

"I originally abide by the bottom line of the coach not to contact players from other teams in private."

Guardiola looked annoyed.

"However, those people in Real Madrid have repeatedly used the media to directly create momentum. How can La Masia's children go to the Bernabeu to play football? I will never allow this."

"What's more, there are several Li Wei's national team teammates in the Real Madrid team."

"So you want to extend an olive branch like him?"

Vilanova looked at his old friend who seemed to be upright.

Among the Barcelona strikers, Guardiola has never complained at all. Messi is the only one who can often hear his thoughts when others perform poorly.

Can you say that again?

It's been 3 minutes since I heard you say that Levi is the perfect partner for Messi.

"No, a respectable old man wants to go out in person."

Guardiola thought for a while, and a staid and irritable old man appeared in his mind.

"But he said a big win should show the kid that this team is the right place for him."

The pure black Mercedes-Benz SLS AMG walks on the streets of Barcelona. The hood reflects the exquisite structures and carvings of the city. The wind flows in through the open windows and flows in the car with the melody of jazz.

Tonight's game is at the Espanyol's home court.

But the red, yellow, red and blue flags belonging to Barcelona have already been flying in the streets and alleys.

The fans in this city belong to FC Barcelona, ​​and Levi and their fans are just a handful of 'rebels' among them.

Only the lonely Mozuxi Arena belongs to the Spaniards.

Like an isolated reef in a sea tide.

The streets and alleys have turned into a sea of ​​red and blue. Countless people pour into the bars where they can watch the game. The fans who are familiar with each other say hello to each other, and the foam of beer comes out of the cup.

"Vamos Barca!!!"

“Messi es el mejor!!!”

The Barcelona bus slowly drove into the Mozuzi Stadium.

The Barcelona fans gathered near the stadium suddenly clamored. There were only a few hundred away tickets for this game.

However, a number of screens for watching the game were set up in the nearby sports park, and the number of Barcelona fans gathered outside the stadium was overwhelming.

Guardiola scanned the outline of the stadium and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

And when the Barcelona players stepped off the bus, countless spotlights surrounded them.

"Kill them!!!"

"Take a win from here!!!"

"Let that traitor leave the stadium crying!!!"

Many fans were instigated by the media, especially under the influence of such a warm atmosphere, it was like the gathered locusts were infected with pheromones, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

During this period of time, Li Wei's reputation has experienced ups and downs.

From the failure of the wild gesture in the opening game to the struggle in the four games, he rarely had a chance to perform against a strong team like Sevilla, and there were faint signs of being exhausted in the media.

The Spaniard team has arrived at the stadium ahead of schedule.

Although Pochettino has little coaching experience, he is very experienced as an Argentine international.

He worried that this setback team will be affected by too many off-court factors.

After arranging the tactics in the locker room, I went to the pre-match press conference.

Subsequently, the Spaniard's players fell into silence, and the atmosphere was very dull.

"We don't want to be good, we just need to remember."

Danny Jarke suddenly said: "Last season we 3-1 Barcelona, ​​one win and one tie."

"Last season we were unbeaten against Barcelona with two draws."

"In the past two years, I have not lost against Barcelona in the league. So."

Jalke wanted to say at least to remain undefeated, his eyes scanned the audience, and everyone was staring at him.

Then his eyes fell on Levi.

Signaled Li Wei to cheer him up.

"Barcelona is too strong. I used to stay in La Masia. When they play football, they seem to be dancing. They are a group of artists on the green field."

Li Wei's voice was not loud, and his teammates were taken aback, wondering what he meant by praising Barcelona all of a sudden.

"And we are a group of bandits."

Diego Costa smiled, and the child's crying face was full of excitement.

"Smash them!"

The locker room roared.

Inside the player tunnel.

Li Wei once again met many acquaintances, many of whom he had never dealt with before.

After all, when they dominated the court.

Li Wei was just a young player of the youth team watching from afar.

It's like the classic cover of Daoqiudi: Do you still remember your childhood dream?

Busquets turned his head and glared at Li Wei, but did not speak.

The last time in Scotland was not an official match against Barcelona. The most terrifying boss in this team did not participate in that game.

This time he stood in front of Harvey and Iniesta, vowing to follow the big brothers to get back the field.

But Messi was near Li Wei, and when he turned around, Li Wei was looking there.

"Hey Leo."

Li Wei took the lead to say hello, no matter how you say Messi can be regarded as a senior.

The waiting time was quite long. Messi was holding a brown jar with a straw inserted in it. He didn't dare to drink too much before the game, so he secretly took a few sips.

"Hey, Levi."

When he yelled suddenly, the jar of yerba mate tea in his hand almost fell out of his hands, so he had to say hello.

"What are you drinking?"

"Ah yerba mate."

"tasty?"

"Ah, it's delicious."

At this time, Messi's personality is very introverted. At this moment, people are stupid. What kind of social bullshit is this.

In the player tunnel, the Barcelona and Espanyol players looked sideways at Levi, who talked to Messi one after another.

Barcelona player: Are you familiar with Rio?

Espanyol player: Didn't you just say you want to crush Barcelona?

What do you know?This is called psychological tactics.

"CCTV! CCTV!"

Espanyol players in blue and white jerseys and Barcelona players in red and blue jerseys are coming out of the player tunnel.

"Good morning, viewers! Welcome to the 2008-2009 season, the live broadcast of the fifth round of the Spanish La Liga!"

He Wei read the opening speech in a passionate tone.

"The Catalan city derby, a very intense derby."

Xu Yang also showed an expectant tone.

"Let's take a look at the starting lineups for both sides."

Home team Espanyol: 352
Head coach: Pochettino
Goalkeeper: 1 Bravo

Central defender: 2 Thiago Silva, 19 Torrejon, 21 Jarke.

边翼卫及中场：8萨巴莱塔、6罗曼-马丁内斯、11里埃拉、14加比、4拉克鲁斯。

Forward: 23 Tamudo, 7 Levi.

Away Barcelona: 433
Head coach: Pep Guardiola
Goalkeeper: 1 Valdes
Defenders: 20 Alves, 3 Pique, 5 Puyol, 22 Abidal
Midfielder: 8 Iniesta, 28 Busquets, 6 Harvey
Strikers: 10 Messi, 7 Gudjohnsen, 14 Henry
"The first big mountain in front of the Spaniard in the new season!"

He Wei said with emotion.

　Also, don't worry!
　　This year, the Spaniard was still fierce in playing Barcelona. Camp Nou overturned Barcelona and almost double-killed Dream Three.

　　It's a pity that there were twelve people on the Barcelona field in the first game.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)