The first half ended with a score of 0:0. Zhuo Yang, who was puzzled, grabbed Sergio Busquets in the passage of the Bernabeu Stadium.
Xiao Bu was a little cruel to both of them just now, and Zhuo Yang grinned and hummed. Xiao Bu couldn't get up on the ground for a while. Maybe referee Raos didn't want to disturb the national derby's Yaxin, so he didn't give it to him.
Xiao Bu showed the yellow card, otherwise he would be cold.
But Zhuo Yang needs to ask clearly whether Xiao Bu was infected today.
Real Madrid and Barcelona are mortal enemies, and Zhuo Yang cannot change the confrontation for more than a hundred years, but he only has friendship and no hatred between them. If the opportunity is right between the other people on both sides, no one will show mercy. Messi and Ronaldo will be the best.
My arms were almost broken.
But Zhuo Yang and Barcelona are really a gentleman fight. They rely on the real skill under their feet to get right and there are fouls, but they are all purely tactical, without any venting anger or malice, let alone attempts to hurt others, especially
This is even more true with old friends.
But in the first half of the year, Xiao Bu's two moves were even more ruthless than others, and it was completely unnecessary. This would be the case only if he was deliberately targeted.
"Xiao Bu, what's going on with you today?" Zhuo Yang asked him.
I didn't want to pay attention to it, let alone explain it, but I was grabbed and couldn't leave even if I wanted to leave. Xiao Bu had to stop.
He was taller than Zhuo Yang. Although he looked straight, he felt condescending at this moment.
"Match, national derby. You are from Real Madrid, I am from Barcelona, ​​what can you understand?"
Zhuo Yang: “…”
Yudun was not because of his absurd reason, but Xiao Bubing's cold tone.
Is this the little cloth who squeezed out a smile after talking to me? Or is it the follower who is about to come and go?
"Xiao Bu, what do you...what do you mean?"
"The match between Real Madrid and Barcelona has always been like this. Didn't you do this before? That's what it means, it's very simple."
This seems to be very reasonable. In the context of the national derby, it is not surprising that Xiao Bu wants to do anyone, and it is not surprising that Zhuo Yang is killed by anyone. But this is completely unreasonable, because Zhuo Yang is the history of the national derby.
On the most special person.
At this moment, let alone Zhuo Yang can’t figure it out, even the others on both sides can’t figure it out.
Gerald Pique looked at Detu and He's faces on both sides, pulled Busquets and asked him in a low voice: "Xiao Bu, have you taken the wrong medicine?"
"What medicine to take? What medicine to take? Ah?" Xiao Bu suddenly became excited and was very excited: "What medicine to take if I am not sick? Did I do something wrong? This is a football game, a national derby, what did I do something wrong?
?What medicine should I take?”
Busquets has always been a calm person. In everyone's memory, the last time he was so excited was that year because of the "Marcos' secret test" incident, the Barcelona locker room asked Zhuo Yang to apologize. He was stubborn and stubborn for Zhuo Yang.
excuse.
He was so excited that he calmed down everyone around him. Zhuo Yang was stunned to the point of flying sand and rocks. The Barcelona people felt that Xiao Bu knew nothing at all. The people who were very close to Zhuo Yang in Real Madrid were actually in those days.
Just because he and Xiao Bu have been together many times, they are not only friends, but they are also quite familiar with each other.
The acquaintance was surprised and was blocked back even if he wanted to get angry.
Xiaojie: "You...this...this...this..."
"Xiao Bu." Zhuo Yang put his hand on his shoulder: "Nothing happened to you, right? Are you angry with me? I blamed me for not going to find you for more than a year. You know, I'm busy...
It's me wrong, eliminate..."
"I have nothing to do." Xiao Bu said: "I just want to play the game seriously and play the national derby, nothing else."
Although he soon returned to his seemingly calm and no longer screamed in excitement, his tone was still so cold.
Zhuo Yang retracted his hand that was on Xiaobu's shoulder and scratched his head awkwardly.
"Then... OK. I said Xiao Bu, if it's wrong, don't mind. You don't know me yet, Ma Daha, don't mind."
Busques shrugged: "It's nothing." After that, he turned around and walked towards the visiting team's locker room. Xiaojie looked at Zhuo Yang, and then grimaced and hurriedly chased after him.
Leaving Zhuo Yang in the colorful player passage is messy.
Detu and Hedira faced each other. The scene just now seemed very strange, but they couldn't tell what was wrong. They were stunned for a while when Zhuo Yang was stunned, and He said with a face: "Brother Zhuo, do you want me to find out in the second half of the day.
, give this kid a few questions."
Zhuo Yang shook his head: "Don't, don't. Today's incident is weird. It's a good kid. I don't know what axes you made.... Forget it, the competition first, win first."
Although it is abnormal to be shoveled twice by Xiaobu, it is indeed not an offense. Zhuo Yang will not turn against Xiaobu because of this. Moreover, Xiaobu can give a thumbs up, and he doesn't have it either.
If you do something disgusting like betrayal and betrayal, Xiao Bu is not a rude product like Yu Death Fish Eye.
In the Real Madrid locker room, although everyone didn't say it, they were somewhat gloating: every time we fight, we kill blood everywhere, only you are as casual as a noble master, now, let's see the sky spare
who!
Of course, this is a witty and kind gloating.
In the Barcelona locker room, although he has always had a temperament of not being idle, those people in the 'Sakura Lineup', Boss Mei Xiaojie Xiaobai, etc., still asked Xiao Bu very carefully what was going on, but he returned to his mouth at this time.
The gourd, without saying a word, makes everyone have no choice.
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The whistle was opened in the second half, and neither side had any substitutions for the time being, and their respective tactics remained the same, controlling the flow and limiting the flow.
In the first half, Ronaldo and Messi were their respective attack points, and they both spared no effort. However, the president and Boss May both returned empty-handed, and the smell reflected was different.
Ronaldo mainly encountered Barcelona's very effective blocking defense, and it can be said that Real Madrid's teammates did not give him enough support. This is normal, because the opponent is Barcelona, ​​not a cat or a dog.
Messi met Diego Lopez in good shape. His three shots, including one must-try single, were all blocked by Octopus.
Perhaps because he returned to Real Madrid's first game, the adrenaline-riding Octopus seems to be giving Messi a gift to Melinge today. If he continues in this state, Casillas will be a problem even if he recovers.
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Real Madrid centre-back Carvalho and Varane are both old and young, and Zhuo Yang and He even put a lot of energy on protecting the defense line, so in front of Barcelona's ball-handling tactics, Real Madrid
It becomes more and more a loss in the scene.
However, it is difficult to defend against thieves in the family. For example, Zhuo Yang and Carvalho did the two misfortunes in the first half. Zhuo Yang was distracted, and Carvalho was purely a degenerate old man.
In the 50th minute, the 35-year-old Carvalho got the ball in the defense line. Pedro's timely pressing made him hesitate and did not pass it to Detu, who was the receiver, nor did he decisively take his grandma's leg.
Observe the ball backwards.
Chapter completed!