Barcelona.
Luxury villas.
Confused, Enrique put his phone on the table.
What is Iniesta doing?
His head was full of question marks.
The situation of the B team members he knows very well, where is the genius?
Puig, Araujo is not bad, but too far from genius.
As for Traore, Lorone, hurry up and find an opportunity to shoot, and if it's too late, you'll have to smash it.
Could it be that there is a genius in the Real Madrid Castia team?
As he guessed, he went downstairs to the living room.
Daughter Silas is watching a TV series.
"Syrah, turn up the channel!" I'm going to watch Team B play! "
As soon as Silas heard this, she was suddenly ten thousand unwilling.
"What's so good about Team B's game?"
Mouth complaining but still tuned the channel.
"Wow!"
After adjusting the channel, she suddenly exclaimed.
"So handsome!"
Her eyes were full of little stars as she pointed to the players on the screen.
That's right!
It was the handsome Su Chen who dropped the slag!
Say nothing else!
Su Chen's appearance is absolutely in line with the aesthetics of girls in any part of the world!
If you don't play football and become a star, you can definitely eat.
"Who is he?" What's his name? "
Silas excitedly grabbed her father's Enrique's hand and asked.
Enrique raised an eyebrow, somewhat impressed but not impressed.
"I want his contact information!"
Seventeen-year-old she had never seen such a handsome boy!
Enrique skimmed his lips and ignored his daughter.
But it can be seen that he is very dissatisfied with his daughter's state.
Sit down and watch the game.
The situation on the pitch was very anxious.
After Castile trailed by a goal, it began a frenzy of pressing.
Forward Traore made a mistake and the Castilian players got the ball.
In an instant, the mercury spilled like an attack unfolded.
Having to admit the strength of both teams, Castile is indeed stronger.
Rapid breakthrough on the flanks.
A punch to pick the ball!
The football was picked into the penalty area!
The Castilian striker in the penalty area jumped up and struck a ferocious head hammer.
Fortunately, the position of hitting the football was not very good, causing the football to fly off the bottom line.
"Defense! Steal on the spot! Control the ball! "
A thrill that scared Herrad into a cold sweat.
He yelled at the pitch with his neck pulled in the coaching area.
It is already weak, and if Castia equalizes, it will definitely hit morale.
Don't look at football as not a battlefield.
But morale is still one of the main factors that determine the outcome of the game.
Enrique frowned in front of the TV.
Because of Su Chen's obsession, his daughter also let him pay attention to Su Chen.
Defense ability equals zero!
When the team is under siege, his role is minimal.
In modern football, the classical front is average, and the midfielder who does not let go is eliminated.
Full attack and full defense.
Forwards have to do some defensively.
...
The first half of the game was over.
The score was painstakingly held in the lead by Atletico Barcelona.
Back in the locker room, Herrad immediately laid out his tactics.
He had to change his formation in the second half.
From 433 to 4231!
Let Su Chen's position advance, and give Su Chen the right to fire from a distance.
The other side.
The Castilian side is also laying out tactics.
Solari pointed to the tactical board and said, "That Su Chen's defensive ability is weak, use him as a breakthrough point in the middle!" "
"Still controlling Puić, that Su Chen just blinded a kick, don't pay attention to it!"
"Boys! Get your passion out! "
"Victory is ours, let the damn opponent be demoted!"
The fifteen-minute intermission ended quickly.
At the start of the second half, the ball belonged to Castile.
The center started with a return pass.
The ball reached the feet of his teammate winger.
In this case, the advantage of Traore's muscle monster is highlighted.
Castia's winger only felt like he had been hit by a rhino and the ball was taken away.
Snatching the ball down Traore and passing the ball short to Puig at the first time.
Puig also does not ink.
He glanced at Su Chen, who had no one to defend, and stabbed his left toe.
This is very clever.
The soccer ball ran down the crotch of the pasted Castilian player and successfully found Su Chen.
Su Chen's left foot touched the ball, pulled back, and his body turned quickly.
It's still so perfect!
The football is as if obedient, and it fits right under his feet.
Turn around and finish.
A red route with a success rate of 99 appears.
Su Chen slapped the back of his inner foot up.
The soccer ball rolls over all the Castilian players like a scalpel, rolling over the turf with precision.
Center Neville quickly stepped forward in the direction of the opponent, forming a single knife.
Bang….
A perfect fake move that tricks little Zidane into knocking him down, followed by a kick in the face.
It's in again!
2:0
"Sue!"
Nawell, who scored the goal, rushed excitedly towards Su Chen, a big bear hug.
"This ball is so comfortable!"
...
In the villa.
Silas slipped off the couch excitedly.
"Daddy! His passing was too great! "
"A perfect assist!"
As Enrique's daughter, Syrah also knows a lot about football.
"No… It's the second assist…"
With that said, Syrah saw the subtitles on the TV and found that the first assist was also Su Chen.
Enrique was slightly shocked.
The so-called layman looks at the liveliness, the insider looks at the doorway!
As a former player and now a head coach, Enrique naturally discovered Su Chen's strength.
"This vision is also too powerful!"
In addition to his former teammate Pep Guardiola, and Xavi, Su Chen is definitely the player with the strongest vision he has ever seen.
The pass was just right too!
Beautiful ideas came to his mind.
If Su Chen can always maintain such a passing level, plus MSN Fengba Trident…
On the pitch.
The hot-tempered Solari was completely enraged.
"Keep an eye on that Su Chen!" Let him not defend, defend against what Puig, have you all been kicked in the head by a donkey? "
The players were surprised to hear the scolding.
Didn't you let us leave Su Chen alone?
"Why don't you remind me to lay out tactics against Su Chen?"
Solari stared at the assistant and asked.
The assistant coach was dumbfounded!
Brains are good things, but unfortunately your brains are eaten by dogs!
I remind you twice!
Solari stomped his feet in anger.
"Give me an attack! Pull the score back! "
Compared to the mad dog like Solary.
Herrad is a gentleman!
"As a qualified manager, you have to be a gentleman at all times!"
Towards Pimienta's words just spoken.
The next second on the field.
Su Chen was smacked down by Castilian players for a foul.
"Hey!"
"Do you kick people or kick football?" This is a red card! Mob, criminal! "
Herrad scolded in a hurry.
"Team doctor! Go up! What are you doing! Didn't you see Sue fall to the ground? Still want to do it? "