When the referee blew the whistle to the end of the game, Zhang Xu was still running with all his might. Until he realized that the game was over, he stood there with a look of loss, looking at the dazzling score on the big screen, and was silent for a long time.

The other teammates sat down on the grass and kicked heavily. In order to resist Real Madrid's attack and to equalize the behind-the-score, everyone tried their best. Later, almost everyone fought with one breath.

So, when the game ended, everyone collapsed on the grass, without any strength on their bodies, and even standing up was a luxury.

Despite Zhang Xu and his teammates working so hard, today, God did not stand on the side of La Coruna. They worked hard for 30 minutes but still failed to break through Real Madrid's goal again and eventually lost by one goal.

In fact, it is not a shame to fail at the Bernabeu Stadium, but there is still hope, but it is not enough, which makes Zhang Xu and his teammates a little unacceptable.

But this is the case, what can I do about it?

So, many teammates, like Zhang Xu, looked silently at the score on the big screen, and their faces were filled with loss and reluctance.

Compared with the unwillingness of the generals of La Coruña, the Real Madrid players seemed very excited. They hugged each other happily to celebrate this hard-won victory together.

The whole game was ups and downs, with the tenacious La Coruna and the tenacious Zhang Xu pushing Real Madrid, who played at home, to the corner again and again. If it weren't for the head coach Mourinho's command properly, and if the fans had not given them confidence and fighting spirit, the result of this game would be hard to say.

The fans of Real Madrid were also very happy. After seeing the referee finally blew the whistle at the end of the game, they all breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glad that the team held the fruits of victory at the last moment.

Fortunately, they began to celebrate in the stands, shaking flags, blowing whistles, jumping, setting off fireworks, singing team songs, etc. The fans were as happy as the festival, and looked like the team won the European Champions League championship.

"Hi, zhang, your performance is really great! And," Ronaldo came to Zhang Xu's side, stretched out his fist and punched Zhang Xu's chest: "Your kid's body is really too strong, not like an oriental at all!"

Zhang Xu came to his senses and smiled at Ronaldo: "But we still lost to you! It's a pity, is that right? However, I believe we will definitely defeat you next time!" Zhang Xu's tone was full of confidence.

C Luo laughed: "Okay, I believe you! But, it's better than let's wait too long!" After saying that, he took off his jersey, handed it to Zhang Xu, and said: "You are a good opponent, give face and exchange jerseys, right?"

"Sorry! Cristiano," Zhang Xu suddenly became restrained. He rubbed his hands and said embarrassedly: "That, next time, we will exchange jerseys next time, is it OK?"

C Ronaldo was a little confused. He didn't expect that he would come over and exchange jerseys with Zhang Xu, but he was rejected!

So he asked curiously: "Why?"

"Uh, I want to exchange jerseys with Kaka. You know, he has a nickname called 'Chinese Boy'. We Chinese all like him very much! I like him very much, of course, you are also my idol! However, we can meet him in the next game, but I really don't know if he has a chance to meet him."

"Oh, I understand!" Ronaldo finally understood.

He also knows Kaka's position in the team. Now, in Real Madrid, due to constant injuries, Kaka, one of the former Bernabeu's twin stars, has gradually become marginalized, and by this season, he has completely become a substitute.

Ronaldo can only express regrets about Kaka's experience.

"Okay, I accepted your reason! However, it seems that Kaka is about to enter the player channel, if you really want to..."

"Oh, hell!" Zhang Xu followed C Ronaldo's finger and saw that Kaka was about to enter the player channel. He quickly shook his steps and chased Kaka, bsp;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        �

Zhang Xu chased Kaka and exchanged jerseys very smoothly. Kaka still admired this Chinese zhang who was extremely tenacious in the game and scored two goals in a row. In addition, he had a good impression of China, so he happily exchanged jerseys with Zhang Xu.

However, Zhang Xu did not end there. He also found a large stack of postcards for Kaka to sign, and also put on many poses to take photos with Kaka, looking like a fan of his appearance.

Kaka was so angry that she was so angry that she had no temper that she could only smile bitterly and bury her head and sign.

When the reporters found Zhang Xu, Zhang Xu was still standing in front of Kaka with a smile on his face, handing Kaka postcards one by one, and there were dozens of signed postcards in his hand.

Seeing the reporters surrounded him, Kaka finally breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly signed the remaining postcards in a few seconds, and then ran away without a trace.

After Zhang Xu packed up Kaka's jersey, Kaka's signature and other things, he had already lost Kaka's trace, and he had long been surrounded by a large group of reporters.

"Hello, zhang, I am a reporter from Marca. Congratulations on your second goal in this game! I think there are many players who can score goals at the Bernabeu Stadium, but there are not many who scored twice. Do you think what you think now?"

"Sorry, no matter how many goals I scored, the team still lost, so I don't have any thoughts, just want to beat them in the next match against Real Madrid!"

"Oh, can I understand that you are declaring war on Real Madrid?"

Zhang Xu glanced at the reporter and replied: "You can understand this way! Our 'Level Laco' is confident of defeating any opponent, even if the opponent is the powerful Real Madrid!"

"Hello, zhang, I am a reporter from National Sports. I want to ask you a question. Do you have any conflicts with Real Madrid defender Pepe?"

"There is no contradiction! Pepe has a high reputation in our China!" Zhang Xu replied with a confused look on his face.

"Reputation? In China?" The reporter was a little confused.

"Yes, he has a very nice nickname in our China called 'Monkey'! You know, the monk is a legend in our China. Do you know Shaolin Temple?"

"Shaolin Temple? Uh, I don't know!" The reporter suddenly felt that he was so ignorant. Zhang Xu said several nouns but he had never heard of any of them.

"That's a pity! There is a saying in China that is 'The world's martial arts come from Shaolin!' That is to say, the origin of the world's martial arts. Uh, it seems you don't understand it, so 'Kung Fu', do you know?"

"I know!" the reporter replied quickly, finally understanding a word, which made him feel very relieved.

"A warrior monk, he is a monk who knows kung fu!" Zhang Xu finally concluded.

"Oh, I understand! Uh, you mean Pepe is a monk who knows kung fu?"

"Oh, no, I mean, Pepe has a lot of fans in our country, and we all like him, so we have no conflicts!"

"Uh, okay!" The reporter was completely stunned by Zhang Xu's will, so he had to continue asking according to Zhang Xu's wishes: "So, why did you step on him?"

"Oh no no no no, I didn't want to step on him. It was just an accident, an accident, do you understand?" Zhang Xu shook his finger, not agreeing with the reporter's point of view.

"I understand!" the reporter replied foolishly. Now, as long as Zhang Xu asks him, he is eager to answer, understand or know, so as not to despise his ignorance.

But what he didn't notice was that the reporters around him silently distanced himself from him.

"It's good if you understand, then let's go next!" Zhang Xu smiled at him and signaled to the next reporter to ask the question.

"Oh, no, I have another question..." The reporter finally woke up and wanted to continue his question, but Zhang Xu ignored him.

After finally dealing with these reporters, Zhang Xu returned to the locker room. Because the team lost, the atmosphere in the locker room was a bit dull, so Zhang Xu just walked to his wardrobe silently and started taking off his clothes and taking a shower.

At the same time, he also took this opportunity to open his "level midfield training system" to see what rewards the system will give him in this game.

As soon as I opened the system, I heard a series of ding dong sounds.

"Dingdong! Congratulations to the host for completing the side mission 1 and obtaining 8oo points of experience! The system randomly rewards the host for shooting attribute value 1 and long-range attribute value 1!"

"Dingdong! Congratulations to the host for completing the second side mission and obtaining 6oo points of experience! The system randomly rewards the host for stealing attribute value 1 and the human-target attribute value 1!"

"Dingdong! Congratulations to the host for completing the side mission 3 and obtaining 6oo points of experience! The system randomly rewards the host's influence attribute value 1 and the teamwork attribute value 1!"

.....

Zhang Xu counted carefully and found that he had completed nearly thirty side tasks and obtained nearly ten attribute points of random rewards from the system.

"The host experience value has reached 363oo points, and you can upgrade. Is it possible to upgrade?"

"Upgrade!" Zhang Xu clicked the upgrade button without hesitation.

Suddenly, a golden light fell from the sky, surrounding Zhang Xu, and then gradually disappeared.
Chapter completed!