Enrique thought well, but he didn't know that the reason why Real Madrid didn't have an advantage and didn't score a goal at the beginning was not because they didn't have the strength, but because they just didn't want to put in the effort.

Now that we know Enrique's thoughts, we can use it in turn to make Barcelona mistakenly think that Real Madrid underestimated the opponent in this game, or that it is in a bad state. At that time, Barcelona will definitely attack. Once they attack, Real Madrid will

It's even easier for Madrid to score goals.

Now, although you can score goals even if you work hard, it is too strenuous. This is actually not suitable for Real Madrid. After all, they still have the league and the Champions League to play. If you can save some energy, then you should save some energy.

Winning the league title early will not make Real Madrid feel relaxed, because they still have to work hard for a complete victory.

Of course, Real Madrid did not deliberately expose the flaws. That would be too fake. Enrique is not a fool. He would definitely be able to see it, so there must be a better opportunity. After that opportunity comes out, he can then fix the flaws.

If it is exposed inadvertently, that's fine. Let alone Enrique, he can be fooled even by anyone. After all, Barcelona wants to win, they don't want to defend to the end.

…

In the blink of an eye, twenty minutes passed, and Real Madrid's offense still showed no improvement. From the outside, Lin Yu was working very hard, and so were his teammates. It's just that he was a bit unlucky today, and the attack has not been able to make progress.

ball.

Then, naturally, some players became impatient because they could not score for a long time, such as David Luiz on the defense.

He has never been a quiet person. Although he plays the position of central defender, he has the heart of a forward.

Seeing David Luiz starting to frequently step in to provide assists, Enrique finally smiled, thinking that his plan had succeeded.

No matter what other players are like, as long as they have this weakness, that is enough. Next, it is time for Barcelona to launch a counterattack.

It has to be said that Enrique's observation of the game was meticulous. He could clearly see the anxiety and anger on David Luiz's face, which is why he made the above judgment.

It's a pity that he made one mistake, that is, David Luiz really didn't step in carelessly today. He seemed eager, but in fact he was just pretending to lure Barcelona to take the bait.

It's very suitable to use him as fishing bait because his personality is suitable for fishing bait.

If it were Lin Yu, Modric, or Varane, maybe Enrique wouldn't believe it yet, but David Luiz really has no doubts.

On the sidelines, Enrique suddenly waved his hand and gave the order to counterattack.

David Luiz's rash attack, coupled with Enrique's belief that Real Madrid, who had been attacking for twenty minutes, must have physical problems, so it is most appropriate to launch an attack now, which will surely catch Real Madrid off guard.

However, what he saw next was completely different from what he imagined.

Almost in an instant, Real Madrid's formation underwent subtle changes. Modric temporarily played as a central defender, and David Luiz moved to the midfielder position. Although this was only a small change, it made Real Madrid's original loopholes appear.

Madrid quickly closed the gap.

Not only that, Iniesta was just stunned for a moment when he was dribbling the ball, and the ball was scooped up by David Luiz.

Pogba got the ball and then passed it to Royce. Royce passed through. The ball cleverly penetrated Barcelona's already pressed defense, and then he saw Lin Yu's figure rushing out.

"Offside!"

How much Enrique hoped that the ball would be offside, it was a pity that he was disappointed. When Lin Yu started, he was still one body away from the offside position. The reason why he dared to do this was because his starting speed was enough

Quick, there is no need to take the risk of offside, which may waste an excellent offensive opportunity.

Barcelona fans booed in the stands, as if they were being attacked from all sides, but it's a pity that Lin Yu is not Xiang Yu.

Lin Yu was brave enough to meet anyone, but he was much smarter than Xiang Yu and would not be frightened and lose control just because he was surrounded on all sides.

Enrique's heart beat violently, and his whole body felt bad.

A one-shot ball!

Will Lin Yu's single-handed goal not score?

Enrique hoped that Lin Yu would not enter, but was that possible?

…

"Royce sent a beautiful through ball, and Lin Yu succeeded in countering offside. Now the only one who can stop Lin Yu is goalkeeper Bravo, but can he stop it?"

Lin Yu waved his hands arrogantly while running, just like Bolt who dared to slow down in the final stage of the 100-meter sprint. This is his absolute confidence in himself.

His hands are used to provoke Barcelona fans. Since we are surrounded by enemies on all sides, I will listen to this as a song. Come on, let the storm come more violently.

Bravo was extremely nervous at this time. He was already cursing in his heart. What is this? We were obviously not going to launch a counterattack just now. Why did it suddenly become Real Madrid's counterattack? This is Lin Yu's.

With a single sword, can you still let people live?

…

When he reached Bravo's side, Lin Yu suddenly grinned. The smile was obviously sunny, but in Bravo's view, the smile was terrifying, like a devil with an open mouth and pounced on him.

.

This is a travesty!

It's irony!

It is even more "chiluo" naked contempt!

Bravo felt that his dignity had been challenged, he couldn't stand it anymore, and he felt that he had lost control.

So, he roared and rushed towards Lin Yu. His target was not the football but Lin Yu himself. As long as he could knock Lin Yu down, the ball would probably not be scored.

Bravo thought he would be a hero, but in fact, he became a laughing stock and a clown.

When he pounced, Lin Yu had disappeared. Because Lin Yu had predicted that he would do that, so he moved in advance. What Bravo pounced on was only the turf and air.

Lin Yu Shiran took a few steps forward with the ball, then turned back to look at Pique and Mascherano who had given up chasing. He once again showed his bright sunshine, but in fact it was so disgusting.

Itchy smile.

Then he knocked with his heel and the ball slowly rolled into the goal.

This process is simply like a nightmare, just like a continuous heart-breaking experience. If the ball was scored instantly, it would be fine. The pain is only for that moment, but the goal was scored very slowly. It is very frustrating.

Tangled.

Therefore, the pain naturally lasts longer and makes people more miserable.

…

Enrique looked at this scene stupidly. He had thought of everything and was ready for everything. He even went out of his way to say some unintentional words to the media to paralyze Real Madrid, but in the end, he still

Couldn't block Real Madrid's goal. Still couldn't block Lin Yu's goal.

He looked up blankly at the electronic scoreboard. The time at this time was the 21st minute of the first half, which was the minute after he ordered the team to launch a counterattack.

He suddenly understood that he had been tricked, really tricked, and Real Madrid had long seen through his intentions and were waiting for him to take the initiative. But in the end, he put it to other people's mouths, letting him

Someone else took a hard bite.

Son of a bitch!

brute!

Shit!

asshole!

Enrique seemed to want to utter all the curse words in an instant, because he was so angry that all his efforts and hard work felt like they were all wasted in an instant.

After working hard for so long, he was obviously very confident, but in the end he was so vulnerable. Could he not be angry? If he wasn't angry, it would be strange.

He suddenly saw Lin Yu smiling at him. The smile made his teeth itch with hatred. He really wanted to go up and beat this guy hard, so that he would know that he was not easy to mess with.

But can he really beat Lin Yu in a fight?

He suddenly became a little discouraged. He couldn't compete in the competition, and there was no hope in fighting. He really lived a useless life. What the hell was this? He was going crazy. What could be more embarrassing than this?

Is there anything that makes people depressed and even more devastating?

…

Lin Yu ignored Enrique's expression and anger. He ran to the sidelines and ran to the place closest to the Barcelona fans. Then he shrugged at those people and curled his lips slightly.

Although this action was not too indecent, the provocation was real. The angry curses and boos from the Barcelona fans hit him like a storm, making him feel like he was going crazy.

But Lin Yu laughed loudly and put his hands on his hips, like an angry bastard who would not pay for his life.

Real Madrid teammates ran over, surrounded him, and then everyone knelt down in front of him, which made him look a little more serious.

"He is the king of the Bernabeu, but today, he is showing off his power at the Camp Nou!"

In front of the TV, the Real Madrid fans were going crazy. What Lin Yu did to the Barcelona fans was exactly what they dreamed of. They wanted to do that, but they didn't have the ability. They also thought about letting themselves

Players you like do that, but there is really no player as talented as Lin Yu.

Today, they got what they wanted, and more than once.

Suarez, Messi, Neymar, Iniesta, what a powerful lineup this is, but at this time they can only watch Lin Yu being arrogant, but there is nothing they can do.

They wanted to beat that damn guy to death, but they were unable to do anything. This was simply suffering and accepting the torment of their souls.

Everything Enrique said before the game became ridiculous jokes at this time.

revenge?

Beat Real Madrid?

Win the Copa del Rey?

It's ridiculous, it's so fucking ridiculous, only an idiot would be so delusional.

…

At this time, Zidane smiled and looked at the press box not far behind him. The group of reporters had laughed at him before this game as a coward. He was obviously a giant, but he had to wear armor.

But now he wants to tell those idiots that as long as Real Madrid can win, as long as he can win the championship, even if he is a coward, so what? He doesn't care at all, because he cares more about the ball.
Chapter completed!