Messi was so scared that he cried when he maxed out his header talent at the start of the game

In Stuart's eyes at this moment, Su Fei was not the Ballon d'Or winner who helped him fight everywhere and shined in the football world.

He was the stubborn teenager who he loved deeply and wanted to play with injuries.

He pulled Su Fei to the side.

His tone was anxious.

"Su! I know how you feel! But you have to be obedient. For a professional player, health is very important!"

"Maybe you think you can walk and run now."

"But it's different from the fierce confrontation in the game. If I can't ensure 100% condition, I can't let you play!"

Su Fei felt the sincere care in the old man's words.

My heart was warm.

I also knew that it was useless to just rely on my mouth.

After all, I only received the system prompt that the injury was completely healed an hour ago.

And the doctor's report to Stuart after examining me last night said that I still need to rest for a few more days.

"Really, boss. I'm 100% now."

"If you don't believe me."

"I'll go to the medical center for a checkup now!"

Su Fei's answer made Stuart's eyes flash with hope.

But he quickly hid it.

After all.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

The Manchester City players also quieted down, and they also guessed something.

Standing there in silence.

Stuart compromised.

He would rather lose hope again than refuse any request from Su Fei.

"Okay, I'll take you there now, Su."

"But I tell you, with your current state, it's difficult to pass the health check."

"But it doesn't matter, I'm very happy that you can come to the training base today to cheer for everyone."

Su Fei touched his nose.

No more nonsense.

Let Stuart be emo for a while.

And Stuart's emo naturally didn't last too long.

...

The medical center's checklist is out.

The old man's voice trembled as he confirmed with his old friend Dennis over and over again.

"Are you sure? Are you sure Su is fully able to play?!!"

"Damn it, I can't lie to you!"

Dennis was also very excited.

As a member of Manchester City, he was able to confirm that Su Fei's health had recovered to 100% before the team's crucial battle.

The entire medical center was shaken.

Stuart's next reaction was very funny.

He first hugged the smiling Su Fei tightly, then took the check list, stepped out and ran.

Dennis was stunned.

"Damn it, where are you going, old man?"

"Nonsense! Of course I'm telling other people the news!!!"

Su Fei and Dennis looked at each other.

Laughed.

Dennis put away his smile and showed a sincere expression.

"Su, it's great that you're back."

"Manchester City without you doesn't look like Manchester City."

"Your boss has been living in the training base for half a month, and he's gone crazy."

Su Fei pursed his lips and nodded heavily.

Invisibly.

He has become the real backbone of Manchester City and the stabilizer of the team.

Of course.

Along with it comes responsibility.

Victory.

He must do everything.

Bring victory back to Manchester City....

Su Fei's back, under the sunshine, became taller in Dennis' eyes.

Dennis suddenly remembered more than a year ago.

Stuart brought Su Fei here for a physical examination.

Su Fei at that time.

Still with a face full of childishness and curiosity.

Looking around.

Today, a year later, the childishness on Su Fei's face is gone.

Instead, it is mature and stable.

As long as you see him, you will inexplicably have a kind of trust and hope.

"Win."

"This kid."

"He will definitely lead us to win."

Dennis muttered to himself and returned to the office.

The intern beside him couldn't help asking.

"Director, what are you mumbling about?"

"Haha, nothing, just a fact that is about to come."

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Evening of March 6.

Outside Manchester Airport, night fell and the wind was cold.

The airport was crowded, and the media were waiting for Barcelona to arrive.

Soon.

Dutchman Rijkaard led the team.

Followed by a group of Barcelona players who were chatting and laughing.

Instantly.

The scene began to surge.

Reporters rushed to hold up the microphone and shouted questions.

"Mr. Card, how is the team's preparation? Can you briefly explain it?"

"Messi! Do you think you can score in tomorrow's game? "

"Mr. Ronaldinho, do you think the team can continue to score 4 goals against Manchester City at home?"

"Mr. Calder, what do you think of Manchester City's claim to complete the biggest comeback in the history of the Champions League?"

The Barcelona people, who are used to the spotlight, ignored the crazy media reporters.

With the help of security, they entered the exclusive passage.

Only the reporters were left with lonely expressions.

Gradually dispersed.

And the Barcelona players who got on the exclusive player bus.

Can't help talking about the scene just now.

"What stupid questions, can we win? We can definitely win!"

"But it's a good idea to score 4 more goals against Manchester City at home."

"Haha, Samuel, I guess we will be beaten up by English hooligans and can't leave the stadium."

"Even if we don't score, they can't win, haha. "

The bus was full of Barcelona players' laughter.

Even the worried and sad Argentine boy before the last game.

Showed a silly smile.

Ronaldinho, who was sitting next to Messi, rubbed Messi's head.

"Leo, after tomorrow's game, I'll take you to Queen, the largest nightclub in Manchester. "

"Ah?"

"Why, don't you want to try England... You have to reward yourself!"

Seeing Ronaldinho's ambiguous smile, Messi showed a heartbeat.

Since Su Fei appeared in his world.

He has been suppressing himself and training hard.

Now he can beat Su Fei soon.

Although Su Fei can't play, it's almost the same. After all, Su Fei played a full half in the last game.

"Good! Reward! I want to reward myself if I beat Manchester City tomorrow!"

"That's right. Football is work, nightclubs are life!"

Ronaldinho showed a relieved expression.

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On March 7, the first match day of the second round of the Champions League round of 16 arrived.

Lyon vs Roma, Manchester City vs Barcelona, ​​Valencia vs Inter Milan, Chelsea vs Porto.

3:30 in the evening.

In the streets and alleys of the eastern area of ​​Manchester.

Blue Moon fans expressed their support for Manchester City in their own way.

Small flags, slogans, pictorials, and singing parades.

The bus carrying Barcelona players went all the way from the hotel to the Etihad Stadium.

Through the car window.

Barcelona players can feel the support and madness of local residents for Manchester City.

The atmosphere of away games began from this moment.

On the bus.

I don't know who said.

"Do you think we can see Manchester City fans crying on the side of the road when we come back? "

The Barcelona players laughed.

In such a joyful atmosphere, the Barcelona player bus passed the crowd outside the Etihad Stadium and arrived at the parking lot.

Rijk Kaard straightened his collar and walked slowly to the pre-match press conference.

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