a yellow card,

This is the first yellow card today at the Santo Domingo Stadium.

It's also a yellow card that kills the game.

In the stands, the chairman Lafayette and Florentino kept looking livid, and even showed signs of despair later on.

Real Madrid general manager Valdano lowered his head and arranged his clothes after falling behind 0:2, as if he was escaping from something.

Head coach Pellegrini has been on the bench, his eyes full of helplessness, and even he himself doesn't know why this is happening.

In the subsequent games, Real Madrid were even more scattered into sailors riding the wind and waves.

Everyone wants to cross the English Channel alone.

The commentator on Spanish Canal TV has gone completely silent.

He didn't know how to introduce this unfamiliar team to which he was so familiar.

He can recite the story behind each jersey number, shout the goal for a full minute with his rich voice, and sing praises for his beloved team in the most gorgeous words.

But at this time, he seemed to have lost all the skills that a host should have.

Even his director didn't remind him what to say.

There is a sentiment that is contagious in Madrid, and as time goes by, more people join in.

In the 72nd and 77th minutes of the game, an own goal from a teammate and a chaotic battle in the penalty area finally killed the game.

The team dubbed "Royal" is like an extremely luxurious carriage arriving on a country road.

The muddy road trapped its wheels, and no matter how luxurious the decoration was, it couldn't make it go any further.

They were like the ninth legion of ancient Rome with great military exploits, which collapsed on the country roads of the British Isles.

The Real Madrid fans in front of the TV, the Real Madrid fans in the stands, and the Real Madrid fans off the field were all silent.

Today, October 27, will be remembered by history as a day of shame for Real Madrid.

Of course, they will also remember in the future that there is a legendary midfielder who started his journey on this day.

4:0, this is the final score.

When the final whistle sounded, everyone in Alcor hugged each other. It was a miraculous victory.

Head coach Ander approached Lindy with a smile and asked him if he had time tomorrow afternoon, expressing that he wanted to chat with him alone.

Why not in the morning?

Spaniards don’t have the habit of getting up early, and their lunch usually takes place around 2 p.m.

It's rude to invite others if you haven't had lunch yet.

Lindy understood. It seemed that his performance was quite good. Even Andel, who had never dealt with him, smiled at him.

However, he had already made up his mind and wanted to wait.

If it's just a 1:0 victory over Real Madrid, then he may be willing to accept a contract extension from a third-tier team.

However, the score is now fixed at 4:0, a score comparable to that of a Hollywood movie.

It will definitely be widely reported. He has the patience and the confidence.

The Catalan media and fans should be happier now than at Christmas.

There is nothing that makes them feel happier than losing to a little-known third-division team in the El Clasico.

If there is, then the only way is to convert this score into a national derby score.

Of course, Real Madrid must be the 0 side.

Presumably, the beer in Catalonia will be sold out tonight, and those sexy and hot beautiful fans will perform a flamenco that is exclusive to Catalan matadors.

The Royal Matadors were not in such a good mood.

Of course, it’s hard to say for the players who didn’t come to Santo Domingo Stadium and who didn’t play. Maybe there’s a bottle of Romanee-Conti missing in the wine cellar.

Before coach Pellegrini could return to the locker room to get angry, someone had already informed President Perez Perez was waiting for him in Madrid.

Except for rare circumstances, no one will put the responsibility of losing on a certain player. The head coach is often responsible.

Without any press conference, Pellegrini led everyone in Real Madrid and left this sad place without looking back.

In the stands, the man wearing sunglasses wrote in a small book: Strong, brave, unyielding, determined, with incredible defensive ability, with great potential in the future, better than Paul Assuncao.

Physical and age advantages.

…

This game left such a deep impression on people. Both at home and abroad, everyone was intensively reporting on the final results. No one wanted to leave such breaking news to the next day.

Compared with the vitriol of Western media, domestic media seems to have not yet learned the essence.

Moreover, there was no broadcast, so they had no idea that there was a Chinese player present.

[Copa del Rey: Raul C Ronaldo scored an own goal and Real Madrid upset the C-level team 0-4]

[Copa del Rey-Real Madrid suffered the most humiliating defeat in team history in an away game, losing 0-4 to a third-division team]

This is simply missing the mark. On the contrary, Real Madrid is completely blown away at this time!

"Damn it! It's actually real. What is the name of this Lin Di, Di, Di, Di?"

"Oh my god, my friend told me that a Chinese person broke into Real Madrid's gate, but I still didn't believe it. Now my friend asked me why I was kneeling and looking at my phone."

"The iron midfielder, the light of China! Why are there no reports on him? What are our media doing?"

"Tackle Guti and Ronaldo. That's it for the national team's strongest midfielder, right?"

"Those people upstairs are all fake fans. Real Madrid has been fighting continuously, and their physical strength and condition are at their lowest. The Copa del Rey is the game they gave up. Is it any wonder that they accidentally conceded a few more goals?"

"Real Madrid's budget for this season is as high as 422 million euros, while Alcorcon's budget is only 1.2 million euros, which is less than 1/352 of Real Madrid's. How careless do you have to be to lose 4 games?"

"I no longer care about Real Madrid. From today on, I will be a fan wherever Lindi is. Can anyone tell me how to translate adalcorcón?"

At this time, the entire Western media was already in a frenzy.

[Real Madrid, worth over 300 million euros, lost 0:4 to a Serie C team worth 1 million euros]

[Money is not everything, Real Madrid was humiliated in Alcorcon]

[A great shame and humiliation, Real Madrid was completely defeated by Alcorcon]

[Alcocon humiliates Real Madrid]

[The laughing stock in Real Madrid’s history]

You can turn a blind eye to media reports, and many people can do that.

However, the reporters who flocked to the venue the next day were the thorny issues that Real Madrid's president, general manager, and coaches needed to face.

Of course, they have one night to think of a countermeasure, or are they taking the blame?

…

Lindy, who returned to Alcor with the team, returned to the dormitory alone with the memories in his mind.

After lying down, Lindy's mind was still buzzing, despite his outstanding performance on the court.

However, when the world became quiet, he had an unreal feeling.

It all happened so fast, the rebirth, the system, against Real Madrid.

Since opening his eyes, he has had no time to think.

If he were still 20 years old, he might still be in the excitement of defeating Real Madrid.

But he is not, he wants to give himself a plan for this new life.

He wanted to try a different life, a life that he had never dared to imagine.
Chapter completed!