Chapter 399: Professional Spirit (9)

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"Well..." Wang Ai came back to his senses and thought for a while: "The ideal state should be the attacking midfielder. Their trident is too hard and lacks variety. Two quick guns on the left and one on the right, and a heavy hammer in front.

, but there is no one among the three. Their midfield is an inverted triangle. Modric is good at interception and midfield organization, and Kroos is good at overall scheduling. They are not like Messi or Neymar, who can turn decay into magic in a small area. This

The role actually has to be filled by full-back Marcelo. But Marcelo's ability to run and even pass is not bad, but his ability to face the goal is poor. If he cannot form a sufficient deterrent in front of the goal, then regardless of whether he is forward,

Neither Benzema nor the quick shooters on both sides had enough chances."

Huang Xin, who was sitting by the window, drinking tea and reading a book, and occasionally watching TV, raised his head: "Speaking of which, Real Madrid's frontcourt was built by Mourinho. How similar is it to Chelsea? A big center forward

He opened up space and used two quick guns, one on the left and one on the right. He was very good at defensive counterattacks. Unfortunately, he was dismissed before he could finish it. Ancelotti took over this routine and changed his tactical ideas, failing to complete the last step.

Make up for the front waist."

Leonie hugged her shoulders and nodded: "Indeed, the only thing missing is Lampard. If there is an attacking midfielder with strong frontal ability, this set will be viable. In fact, the BBC combination is no worse than the MSN combination in terms of hard power, but Messi and Neymar

Mardu is good at planning, so there is a chemical reaction, but the BBC is still a physical reaction, which is equivalent to the juxtaposition of three powerful stars without blending into each other."

Wang Ai sighed: "It's hard to say, I might be asked to serve as a substitute for the three of them. Come on, princess, let's go take a shower!"

Kang Si got out of Wang Ai's arms with a smile and went to the bathroom with Wang Ai. Leonie simply changed the channel to watch Barcelona and Bayern. The two sides were fighting. The lion was worried about Bayern while cheering up to observe the MSN combination. If

If nothing else, this group will be the primary opponent of this small family after this summer.

The night was getting darker, and listening to the applause that kept coming from the bathroom, Leonie looked at Huang Xin: "Are you preparing supper for him today?"

Huang Xin raised her head and rolled her eyes at the lion: "You're so tired, why don't you feed him?"

Leonie nodded: "That's right. I'll have to come back to you later. Our doctor is really fair."

Huang Xin couldn't sit still and got up and went downstairs. Leonie got up and kicked the bathroom door. As a result, the two people inside continued to play harmoniously without any response. Leonie came back bored and switched to the game between Real Madrid and Juventus.

. As a result, not long after, she rushed into the bathroom and shouted at the two shameless people: "Something happened, Juventus tied it!"

Wang Ai, who was pressing Kangsi on the sink, was stunned for a moment, and simply carried Kangsi, who was already limp as mud, back to the bedroom. Just as the replay was on TV, Juventus players took advantage of an opportunity that was not an opportunity to hit hard in front of the goal.

A rebound ball was played, and the game time had already reached the 22nd minute of the second half.

This goal equals two! Juventus also scored an away goal, so Real Madrid will have to score two more if they want to advance.

Wang Ai laid Kangsi down on the bed, who had completely lost all resistance and even had no reaction. He hurriedly took a towel and wrapped it around his waist. He leaned in front of the computer screen to watch the next game carefully. As a result, the more he watched, the more he shook his head. Real Madrid usually

La Liga is not that good, after all, the absolute strength is here, but when encountering the veteran Juventus, the weakness of lack of change in attack was caught. After more than ten shots, only one penalty kick was scored, and only one shot in the penalty area was scored.

Just twice.

When Huang Xin returned to the master bedroom with enough late-night snacks for four people, the game was over. Juventus successfully advanced to the final. Barcelona on the other side lost 2:3 after a head-to-head battle, but won with a total score of 2:3.

Join Juventus in the final.

"The situation is not good." Wang Ai muttered to himself while eating beef brisket, and suddenly looked at Kang Si: "Why are you staring at me? You were about to die just now."

Kang Si gasped and took a vicious bite of the cucumber, the juice overflowing. Wang Ai suddenly realized: "Uh...isn't something wrong? Just forget it, it's okay, it'll be for a while, Huang Xin doesn't need it anyway,

Just give it all to you."

Huang Xin rolled her eyes fiercely at the side, and Leonie stopped talking: "Real Madrid is likely to lose everything. Doesn't it just mean that they need you even more?"

"I mean, if Ancelotti behaves like this, he will probably be dismissed from get out of class." Wang Ai shook his head and reached out to touch Kangsi's face to express comfort: "I'm not afraid that Real Madrid won't want me, I'm afraid that the substitution will be inappropriate. It’s such a mess, our research just now was all based on Ancelotti’s employment, I have already thought about how to communicate with him after I go there, ugh!”

Leonie simply ate two pieces of beef brisket, drank some milk and stood up: "Let's study it tomorrow. Maybe Barcelona will lose in the next La Liga game and draw in the last game."

Wang Ai nodded: "Go to bed and remember to close the window."

Leonie went to sleep next door, and Huang Xin took the dinner plate and the thermos bucket downstairs. When she came back, she saw the second war in the room as expected. Huang Xin closed the door, closed the window, and checked

I turned on the faucet in the bathroom, then came back and dimmed the bedside lamp. Ignoring the raging battle around me, I slowly changed into my pajamas, got into bed and lay down on one side. Maybe it was a bit late today, or maybe it was rhythmic.

The tremors helped her sleep, and she fell asleep before the fighting there stopped.

Wang Ai got up the next morning and wanted to make up for her, but she still didn't do it, so she asked Wang Ai to hurry up and get down to business. Wang Ai understood instantly; now that the situation in La Liga has become clear, there is no need to watch La Liga games anymore, then

, there is no need to play too late next time for her to fall asleep.

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As the five major leagues come to an end, major football media around the world have begun to focus on the final result of the third super giant war. Fans from the three parties on the Internet have also begun to quarrel frequently. A typical one is who will win the Champions League or the European Golden Boot.

It can better represent a huge achievement.

Even in China, some people are discussing this, but it is not the norm.

Under the intense global attention, on May 17, the Premier League and La Liga started the 37th round of competition at the same time, which will determine whether the three super giant clubs can win the league championship. The slight difference is that La Liga only needs this one game to win the league championship.

It can be decided, and the Premier League will probably take two games.

The Premier League game started first. At 1:30 in the afternoon at the Swansea City Liberty Stadium, Manchester City put out its strongest lineup. The top two scorers in the Premier League this season are at the front, the attacking midfielder is the first in the assists list, and there are also two players on the wings.

Navas and Nasri, who scored nearly a double-double with assists and goals, the tall Yaya Toure in the midfield and the alien-like Kompany behind him...

When the whistle blows, people come out like dragons!

The confident Manchester City and the unburdened Swansea City started a battle. After 90 minutes of the game, what was left at the Liberty Stadium was a score of 7:3.


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