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Chapter 984 What kind of life are you playing with! (Second update, please subscribe!)

"Well done!!"

"That's right! Just play like that!"

Barcelona equalized the game and the game was back to a draw.

However, Real Madrid's defense was a little strange this time.

There seemed to be a problem with the cooperation between Pepe and Ramos.

In fact, often at this time, someone should rush out to interfere or directly foul.

But the two of them were staring at each other.

"It came from your side! You should go up!"

"He changed his appearance and went towards you!"

Of course, they were not arguing about who was responsible.

As for the loss of the ball, they all believed that it was the responsibility of the entire back line, and they each had problems.

And the key to their argument was who should go up and foul!

"Tsk!"

Suker put his hands on his waist and couldn't help grinning and shaking his head.

Ramos and Pepe are both Real Madrid's ultimate problem players.

As the two central defenders, it should be the most stable position, but the personalities of these two people are more fiery than each other.

The number of cards these two people received almost accounted for one-third of the entire Real Madrid team.

The red cards were far ahead!

In order to control these two thugs, Suker, Casillas and Mourinho formed a united front for the first time.

They made three rules with the two guys.

First, they cannot stand up at the same time, and one of them must be stabilized!

Second: Let one person do the foul, and the other person is ready to stop the fight!

In summary, one is responsible for fighting, and the other is responsible for stopping the fight!

We can't let these two young men be hooked by the other side, right?

But under this distribution, the two obviously haven't adapted yet, and don't know how to distribute, resulting in some loopholes in defense.

But there is no way!

If you want to stop the speed of these two guys getting cards, you can only use this method.

Otherwise, Real Madrid's defense line will collapse sooner or later!

"I'll do this game!" Pepe pointed at himself; "I'll go to the wall, you'll stay behind! I fight, you stop the fight!"

Ramos' eyes flashed with envy: "Or... I'll go first!"

Just as the two were arguing, Casillas' angry voice came from behind.

"Come on, you two!"

He lost a ball, and he was already annoyed enough. Seeing these two guys fighting over the ball, he was even more angry.

"If I lose face in this game, you will not be happy!" Casillas said gloomily.

The two were silent.

They knew very well that Casillas was in an extremely sensitive period, so it was better not to provoke him.

Barcelona equalized the score.

Some adjustments at the beginning of the season and the reorganization of the midfield must have brought a lot of impact to the team.

At least, the defense is no longer so strong.

However, they can run in for the entire first half of the season, and they are not afraid of these.

In the 32nd minute, Suker came to the center circle to prepare for the kick-off.

The hot atmosphere in the stadium became even stronger.

With Barcelona equalizing the score, the game became more stalemate.

In the 38th minute, Real Madrid counterattacked, Bale made a cross from the wing, and Suker was ready to jump again.

But this time, Mascherano learned his lesson.

He was pulling Suker's jersey from beginning to end, preventing him from jumping.

Anyway, he himself couldn't jump, and Suker couldn't jump either.

Suker was a little uncomfortable being pulled by this guy, and couldn't jump up, and was so angry that he almost slapped him.

In the 41st minute, Messi passed Casemilu again and prepared to rush into the penalty area.

But before that, Kaka actually stepped sideways and knocked Messi to the ground.

After falling to the ground, Messi got up angrily and looked for Kaka to take revenge.

But seeing Messi rushing towards Kaka, Pepe rushed over immediately.

"I'll do it!"

At the moment when Messi pushed Kaka, Pepe rushed over and knocked Messi down.

Immediately, the players from both sides began to gather and the scene became chaotic.

Ramos was trying to stop the fight again.

He had just pulled Xavi away, and the latter shook off Ramos' arm, and when he shook his hand, his fingers rubbed Ramos' face.

"Fuck!"

Ramos' eyes were red.

He pushed Xavi down, and immediately, the stadium began to push and shove.

The conflict may escalate further.

At the critical moment, under the sharp whistle, the referee blew the whistle continuously to separate the crowd, and at the same time showed a yellow card to Kaka and awarded Barcelona a set-piece.

Xavi still refused to give in.

"You are asked to pretend to be a good person? Don't think I don't know, you are doing it on purpose, a bunch of bugs!"

Ramos also fought back; "Shit-like guy, what else can you do except say these things?"

After that, Ramos spread his hands: "You can't do anything, coward!"

Xavi's expression became more angry, and just when he was about to turn his body, he was pulled away by Fabregas on the side.

Ramos continued to taunt until Casillas came and told him to shut up.

Casillas looked at the scene in front of him with a headache.

These Barcelona national team teammates, they are no longer the kind of simple anger, but hateful eyes.

This is not just a conflict on the field, it is also brewing off the field.

Casillas thinks that he should do something, otherwise, this "family" will be broken up!

But before that, let's finish the game first.

After this farce, the two sides have more retaliatory actions.

Suk was just tackled from the waist and flew out.

Marcelo immediately changed the color, and Pedro was knocked to the ground by him.

With several consecutive back and forth conflicts, there was a risk that the game would get out of control again.

In the 43rd minute, after the referee showed his sixth yellow card, he called the captains of both sides over to give a warning and education.

"Play smart! Focus on the game, don't do those little tricks, let's play a smooth game, okay?"

While the referee was speaking, he took out a corner of the red card from his pocket.

The captains of both sides saw this scene, and the referee warned them that if the conflict continued to ferment, he could only use a red card to expel instability.

With this warning, the game will also enter halftime.

This moment allowed players on both sides to calm down a bit.

Inside the Real Madrid dressing room.

"These bastards, they do too many tricks!"

Benzema rubbed his toes. He didn't know how many times he had been stepped on. His ribs were aching, and his chest was hit by an elbow. He almost couldn't catch his breath.

Real Madrid's fouls are very direct, they show it directly and tell the opponent, 'We are going to fuck you! ’

But Barcelona is causing trouble in the dark. They make many small moves, some of which are very dangerous. They are irritating Real Madrid players.

Suk stood shirtless in front of the bench and took a sip of water.

The team doctor squatted on Su Ke's side and sprayed hemostatic agent on Su Ke's calf.

Suker was fouled the most in the first half.

The calf was also scratched, but the wound was not deep.

Some small pain, but no problem!

Su Ke also sighed. Every time he plays with Barcelona, ​​it's all about martial arts.

If there were no injuries, it wouldn't be called a national derby.

"In the second half, let's change our strategy!" Mourinho looked at the crowd and said, "Let's play simpler!"

After that, he looked at Benzema; "Karim, you take a rest in the second half! Di Maria is ready to play!"

Hearing this, Suk raised his eyebrows slightly.

Just listen to Mourinho saying; "Suker moves to the center position to compete for the top. We will frequently raise the ball, and you compete for the top!"

Su Ke nodded immediately.

After seeing his bounce, Mourinho acted quickly.

"At the same time, don't retreat and try to press the back line into the penalty area."

Listening to Mourinho's words, Su Ke blinked: "Let me play as a center forward?"

"No!" Mourinho shook his head; "I just asked you to do it, but you can judge the specific situation by yourself. Whether you want to transfer or shoot, you can judge it yourself!"

Su Ke suddenly smiled.

He likes this about Mourinho, he is very decisive in everything he does.

Especially the center under Mourinho, you can do whatever you want, and the whole team will cooperate with you.

Cross looked at Mourinho eagerly and almost said, 'Coach, I want to play.'

Mourinho also noticed the look, but ignored it.

Even if he plays, it won’t be now.

Cros has more experience than Casemiro, but he doesn't have enough experience.

For this game, for the sake of caution, the team can only bring one ‘newcomer’.

When the time is right, he will replace Casemiro with Kroos and return Khedira to the defensive midfielder position.

Yes, after three warm-up games, Mourinho values ​​Kroos more in the central midfielder position.

His flowing passing lanes can open up offensive lanes for Suker.

On the other side, Barcelona's locker room was a little quiet.

Head coach Vilanova's expression was not good, and his head was full of sorrow.

Defense is a big problem!

Real Madrid in the second half, no! To be precise, Su Ke will become more difficult.

Barcelona has no defensive players.

Bartra and Abidal have not recovered from their injuries and cannot play.

Puyol is too old and his condition has declined.

Busquets can replace Alexander Song, but what’s the use?

Busquets is afraid of Suker and all of Europe knows this.

Ultimately, Barcelona intends to use more fouls to interfere with Suker.

In the second half, the two sides changed sides and fought again.

When the Barcelona players came to the stadium, they couldn't help but be stunned when they saw the changes in Real Madrid's lineup.

Su Ke actually ran to the center position.

Vilanova also looked at this scene blankly. Su Ke played as a center forward. This meant that he was forcing the defense to enter the penalty area!

Why the hell is this a foul?

When he turned to look at the Real Madrid dugout, Mourinho was also looking at him.

Looking at each other, the corners of Mourinho's mouth were slightly raised, revealing a contemptuous smile.

"Damn Portuguese!" Vilanova cursed in his heart.

"Angel!"

In the middle circle, Suk called out.

Di Maria came back to her senses and turned to look at Suk.

Suk narrowed his eyes slightly; "Cheer up!"

Di Maria nodded, but not in high spirits.

Suk can understand Di Maria.

He has been with Real Madrid for some years, but has always been a substitute in the rotation.

He has played as a midfielder and as a winger, but has no real position of his own.

There will definitely be a gap in the heart, and there will also be some dissatisfaction.

Suk didn't know if Di Maria was thinking of leaving at this time, but this was not necessarily a good choice.

After all, the original time and space have proved that it is difficult for Di Maria to support a team as a core!

In the original time and space, he joined Manchester United. At that time, his price was high and the expectations were higher. Van Gaal, who served as Manchester United's head coach, also played with Di Maria as the core, which greatly increased Di Maria's pressure.

In addition, the fast pace of the Premier League and the oppression against core players made Di Maria very unhappy, and finally broke up with Manchester United completely.

In Suk's cognition, Di Maria is a good puzzle.

But he can't be the base of the puzzle!

He can't bear the pressure!

He performed well in Real Madrid because Real Madrid is full of superstars and no one will pay too much attention to him.

Just like Suk and Di Maria, the opponent will only stare at Suk and put pressure on Suk.

In this case, Di Maria played happily and freely.

But when he got the same oppression and pressure as Suk, he couldn't play at all.

"Focus on the game, and talk about the rest later!" Suk said.

Hearing this, Di Maria looked up in surprise.

Did Suk know what he was thinking?

However, he also took a deep breath.

That's right!

Suk was right, play the current game well first.

In the second half, Real Madrid took the lead.

After Suk kicked off, he immediately went to the center position.

It has been a long time since I played this position, and I feel a little strange, but more excited.

After all, as long as he breaks through one line of defense, it is the opponent's goal.

Of course, this direction is also the most difficult to break through.

When Suk came to the center position, Alexander Song had to retreat, and he and the two central defenders formed a triangle to surround Suk.

Even if there was a breakthrough on both sides. Alexander Song only needed to follow Suk.

This was the order issued by the head coach.

Just as he followed Suk, Bell suddenly passed the ball horizontally.

Suk received the ball and turned around, all in one go.

Alexander Song immediately followed and rushed to Suke from the right, but Suke stopped and changed direction suddenly.

Alexander Song failed to keep up, but his body turned and fell subconsciously, and his head was stuck on Suke's knee. Suke was suddenly stressed and fell to the ground.

"I didn't mean it!"

Alexander Song explained hurriedly.

The referee also nodded. He saw that Alexander Song didn't mean it, and he couldn't make him fall even if he did it on purpose.

Seeing that the referee believed in him, Alexander Song was relieved.

At this time, he saw Suke coming over, and his heart suddenly became nervous.

He wouldn't beat anyone, right?

"How much is your annual salary?" Suke asked suddenly.

This sentence confused Alexander Song.

But he still subconsciously answered: "5 million!"

"5 million before tax, 3 million left after paying taxes?" Suke said.

Alexander Song shook his head; "Less than 3 million!"

Suker shook his head, muttered softly, and turned away.

He was also frightened in his heart. If his calf had kicked up just now, it would not be the knee that would have hit Alexander Song, but the studs.

Suker turned and left, leaving Alexander Song with a bewildered look on his face.

Barcelona's salary is divided into five tiers after tax.

The first tier is Messi's 12 million euros.

The second tier is Xavi, Iniesta, and Villa, about 7 million.

The third tier is Fabregas and Alves, about 6 million.

The fourth tier is Pique, Puyol and other defenders, about 5 million.

The fifth tier is Busquets, Pedro, Sanchez and others, about 3 million.

And Alexander Song, 5 million euros before tax, the tax rate in Spain reached 43%.

After tax, it is about 2.9 million, he is not even in the fifth tier!

The words Suker muttered kept ringing in his ears, deafening!

‘I didn’t risk my life! You earn less than 3 million a year, why do you risk your life!’

Alexander Song felt something in his heart break!

The game was still going on, and Suker had stopped retreating to receive the ball. Once he retreated, he would definitely be fouled.

But when it came to fouls, Suker still thought it would be more cost-effective to be pulled down by the opponent in the penalty area.

Moreover, when Suker entered the penalty area, they had to restrain their movements, otherwise, Suker would really fall to them.

“Here comes the right!”

Mascherano yelled, and he turned his head to remind Pique.

Pique also stuck to Suker.

At this moment, Suker actually ran forward.

“Mascherano, watch out behind you!”

Pique reminded him, and then said; “I’m coming too!”

Suker rushed to a certain position and jumped up suddenly.

Suker and Pique jumped almost at the same time, but Suker jumped higher and stayed in the air better.

Seeing that he couldn't hold on any longer, Pique could only push Suker with his hands to affect Suker's center of gravity.

Under the interference, Suker couldn't keep his center of gravity either. His body was a little crooked, so he could only tilt his head as much as possible and rub the ball backwards.

The ball rubbed into the penalty area, and everyone turned their heads to look over.

Di Maria was on the wing, and Khedira in the rib area came forward to the landing point.

"Shoot!" Suker roared: "Shoot!"

Khedira looked at the goal, but he didn't shoot, but passed it horizontally to Kaka.

Kaka received the ball and shot it hard.

The ball hit Mascherano's calf and flew out of the baseline.

Suk couldn't help grinning.

This coward!

The position just now was not the best position for shooting, but there was space, so he could try it.

When Khedira passed the ball to Kaka, Barcelona's defenders also filled the gap. It was too late for them to shoot at this time.

"Khedira~~ Too hesitant~~ He should have shot directly. This kick was too late. When Kaka shot, Barcelona had blocked the gap!"

Gonzalez shook his head.

Missed a good opportunity. Although he was not sure whether he could score, he should try it!

Khedira's expression changed, but he still retreated silently.

Mourinho frowned on the sidelines.

"Khedira's mentality is wrong!"

Faria sighed.

How could it not be wrong?

When Khedira was pushed forward from the back midfielder position, he was already a little nervous.

When Kroos began to frequently take over the position of central midfielder, Khedira became more urgent.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Mourinho was interested in training Kroos.

Of course, they didn't know why Mourinho suddenly changed his attitude towards Kroos, but that was the fact.

In this case, Khedira didn't dare to make a mistake!

He became cautious.

Don't seek merit, but seek no mistakes!

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