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Chapter 223 Guapep playing with the ball

Madibao's football world has been counted from the year when it started to rise, which is the 2002-03 season. The retired three old gods, including Greece coach and Dongde Ku, have joined the three old gods who have already become monks and joined the team halfway.
People who are not interested in the current generation are usually pointed out from the Madiburg youth training or the peninsula direct descendants who have experienced the youth training system.
The "platinum generation" such as the Six Swordsmen and the Three Heroes of the Peninsula are the first generation to create the mountain. Next is the group represented by Pengpeng and the "Four Young Masters", including many monsters that were first recruited at the beginning of the construction of Madibao.
Such as Jesus, Debisch, etc., then we will arrive at the 'Four Treasures of Youth Team', Big Eyes Ozil, Erwa Mull, Team Far Reus, and Xu Sandorle.
Although he is different from Khdira, Ozil is actually only one year younger than Brother Face. Last month, Big Eye and Busquets were already 22 years old. Di Maria is a peer of the same age because the month is smaller
,E Dayan is the youngest among the 22 starters on both sides of the national derby today.
During dinner last night, Ozil and Khdira were indifferent. "Brother Face, you mean we won Boss Zhuo tomorrow. Will he be unable to get up and down? Shitshe~"
"That's not to mention that Brother Zhuo has never seen any scene? Let me tell you that if he loses less than three, he will be fine."
"What about three more?"
"What are you thinking? Win more than three in Camp Nou? Let you read less science fiction novels and you won't listen to it."
"Shitshe..., who can tell me this is accurate?"
It is right for young people to participate in the Spanish national derby for the first time.
"I tell you, Big Eyes, it's not easy to play tomorrow's game. Brother Zhuo has reached a critical period of competition for the Golden Ball Awards, and he doesn't believe it if he doesn't hold back and plays a big ghost in Real Madrid."
"Fuck me, it's not right? Boss Zhuo is quite kind to us and will not do anything. That year in Madibor..."
"Hmph, he kicked Stuttgart 8:1 in two rounds last year. He was kind-hearted? He was beaten 5:0 at Camp Nou and I still have to smile and drink with him."
"Hahaha, I know this, Erwa and the others know it too. Hahaha..."
"Big eyes, be careful. Brother Tu and Kaka are not here tomorrow. Do you think Brother Zhuo will worry about us? Go dreaming! We should always be ready to be beaten by the boss when we are younger brothers. I will thank God if he doesn't get angry."
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Zhuo Yang did not get angry, Valdes was the first to be tough.
After 2:0, Barcelona did not rashly try to expand the results. Real Madrid is the enemy of their life after all, and their overall strength is not vague. Under Guardiola's command, the team controlled the football with a cautious attitude, and continued to use the side they are best at.
Real Madrid tug of war.
Real Madrid dare not take his life to counterattack. They are all experienced players. They know that it is only one step away from being defeated. They must not be careless. They are afraid of losing the ball again, and losing the ball is their own fault, and they are all right.
The teammates developed a little distrust. As a result, in these ten minutes, they became mostly tentative attacks between the two sides.
But Ronaldo couldn't hold back anymore. Before he came to Camp Nou, he had a dream of playing a hat trick. Although he knew that the hope for this year's Golden Globes was very slim, what if? Maybe a away win against Barcelona and another hat was added.
A trick will become the capital for the Jedi to turn the tables.
Anyone who has dreams is amazing!
Ronaldo kept reaching out to ask for the ball, and Real Madrid also gave him a lot of face. He would almost be able to deliver the football to his feet. In Mourinho's tactical system, Alonso and Oz were one after another in the midfield, one after the other, one after another.
I am in an important position in the dispatching organization, and everyone else must open their mouths to pick up the cake while running.
C Ronaldo is now a popular fan of Real Madrid. He is famous inside the team and is the same agent as head coach Mourinho. Ozil is a clever man, so naturally he will never stumbling against C Ronaldo.
When you get the ball, you will look for the left side as soon as possible. Ronaldo is his first pass choice.
But Ronaldo is a little helpless on his side. Once the Brazilian wing is calm and he doesn't worry about assists, he is already the number one iron gate on the right. It's 2:0, attacking
Not the most important thing.
Real Madrid's fear and Barcelona's entrenchment made Ronaldo always fight alone on the left. Sometimes he was the only one flying around in the backcourt of Barcelona, ​​making Xavi's three passes and two swings to make him walk like a fool.
In the 31st minute, Ronaldo broke through on the left, but was destroyed by Alves' tackle. The football rolled out of the sideline and happened to land at Guardiola. Even on rainy days, Guardiola was wearing shiny pointed leather shoes.
The Armani woolen coat that was sucked in water was probably one hundred pounds at this time.
Guardiola rubbed the football casually with his left foot, and he kept it carelessly. His movements were lazy and a little luxurious. Then Guardiola held the football in one hand and turned his head to one side to pretend that he didn't see it.
Ronaldo, who was anxious to get angry, ran over.
C Ronaldo stretched out his hand to reach the football under Guardiola's control. He was about to touch it, but the wicked Guardiola teased him. He loosened his wrist and fell to the ground, and then twisted his head to the side.
Pretend not to see Ronaldo.
C Luo was so angry that he immediately pushed Guardiola without thinking. Armani, who had a hundred pounds, took several steps back before he stood firm again, and even spread his hands and looked inexplicably.
What's so great? The nearest Xiaobai horse rushed over and scolded C Luo first. They had old grudges, but Xiaobai was pushed away by me Luo Hong and the fly. The two of them then got entangled in the
Together, soon, the unwilling people on both sides surrounded him like robbing train tickets during the Spring Festival travel rush. Everyone wanted to show that they were not a fuel-efficient lamp.
Valdes is the most aggressive. Even Puyol cannot prevent him from pointing at Ronaldo's nose and making harsh words. Real Madrid is not short of gangsters. Ramos slapped Valdes' hand in a flash.
Go down.
Then, the main contradiction shifted to Ramos and Valdes, the national teammates.
Both of them have bad tempers and they have to pounce together before they can spit out a few words. If they say no one is pulling them, they may not start to fight. Maybe they will feel that anyone can speak louder in a while.
It's very boring. But at this time, there are people who are bluffing and those who are wise and slutty, and they have to fight.
It is said that Pepe is a villain, but it is Pepe who is desperately separated from Puyol between the two bullfightings. He advised this person to stop the other person and sweated heavily.
Two whirlpools of trouble were formed on the side of the court, including the little white Ronaldo and the other teams, and the others were all divided into two groups, forming two circles to quarrel and swear and scold each other to show their ability.
The incident happened on the right side of Barcelona. Puyor, who was busy trying to persuade the fight, suddenly became alert and immediately frightened his hair to stand up collectively.
Chapter completed!
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