Li Ang is now like clockwork, putting all his energy and attention on the game against Barcelona.
All he can think about now is how to lead the team to win.
Compared with the Real Madrid Under-17 Youth A Team (cadete_a) and the Barcelona Under-17 Youth A Team (cadete_a), they are not superior in all aspects. It is very difficult to win. The problem now is, Li Ang
Must lead the team to win! There is no other choice.
In order to win, Li Ang tried his best.
The match against Barcelona is on Thursday.
The day before the game.
"Pablo, what does the weather forecast say?" Leon asked his assistant Pablo Banderas.
"The weather forecast says there may be light rain tomorrow, it may be just cloudy, or it may be moderate rain."
"Did they really say that?" Li Ang raised his head and asked.
"You know the weather forecast." The latter shrugged helplessly.
"Fuck!" Li Ang cursed, lowered his head and wrote down in his notebook, weather? He wrote cloudy, crossed it out, then wrote light to moderate rain, then put a question mark. Finally, he drew heavily
circle.
"Help me notify Mr. Bravo to come." Li Ang ordered.
About ten minutes later, Bravo, a staff member of the youth base, arrived, and Li Ang gave him instructions. He had a sense of familiarity as if he was secretly discussing bad things.
"Sir, are you sure you want to do this?" Bravo was surprised and asked uncertainly.
"Do as I say." Li Ang waved his hand.
"Okay then." Bravo followed the order, "As you wish." As he spoke, Mr. Bravo's eyes were filled with excitement.
"What did you arrange for Mr. Bravo to do?" Leon's voice was very low when he gave the instructions just now. Pablo Banderas was a little far away and couldn't hear clearly, so he asked.
"Nothing, just a little thing." Li Ang grinned.
"It's really nothing?" Pablo Banderas obviously didn't believe it.
"It's really nothing." Li Ang nodded vigorously.
"Do you have any news about the matter I asked you to inquire about?" Li Ang turned around and asked.
"That kid's name is Juan Carlos." Another assistant coach Alessandro Parisi said, "I went to Getafe to ask, but the result was not good."
Li Ang has been studying the current situation of Real Madrid's under-17 team these days. To win the game, for him now, in addition to studying his opponents, he also has to study his own team thoroughly, and even
The latter is the most important. In the current team's lineup, although the midfield and frontcourt players are worse than Barcelona, they are not too ugly after all. What worries Li Ang the most is the team's backcourt players.
Defense line, in his memory, none of the names of the players on this team's defense line can be named in the future, which explains some problems.
In the match against Getafe, the opponent's No. 6 player was the kid who spent most of the game staring at Callejon and successfully froze most of Real Madrid's offense. Of course, it was also Leon's mysterious
The first victim under the influence of system skills, the unlucky guy.
Although the boy was beaten by Real Madrid in that game, Li Ang knew the trick. In fact, the defender's performance definitely made Li Ang's eyes shine.
He asked Alessandro Parisi to go to Getafe to understand this person's situation and recruit him if possible. Although it was impossible to catch up with the game against Barcelona, he might not be able to become his own in the future.
A reliable defensive general.
However, what Alessandro Parisi means now is that the situation is not good.
"What's wrong? Getafe doesn't want to let him go?" Liang asked. It was correct to think that this kid named Juan Carlos had seen his performance in that game. Naturally, Getafe might also consider this.
The boy treats it as a treasure.
"No." Alessandro Parisi said with a strange expression, "Getafe kicked him out of the team."
"What?" Leon was shocked. Then he remembered a detail. When Carlos made a clearance, Callejon gave Callejon a chance. After scoring the ball, Getafe head coach Gonça said:
Luo was furious. At that time, he shouted that he would deal with that kid after losing. Now it seems that the head coach really threw the responsibility of losing to a player to take the blame? And this player can also be said to be Hertha.
Fei is the best performer in the team.
Although he couldn't believe that there was such a coach, Li Ang had to accept the reality, and that was exactly what happened.
Then Li Ang was happy. Since Carlos was expelled from the team by Getafe, this is good news. It means that Real Madrid can directly sign a contract with Carlos.
"You didn't go find the child?"
"found."
"what's the result?"
"did not find."
"What?"
"The phone number, including the address, that the child left for Getafe was all fake." Alessandro Parisi said.
"Ah?" Li Ang was surprised, and then a word came to his mind.
Pablo Banderas, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, said the word: illegal immigrants!
Li Ang felt a little regretful. He really admired the child, but it was a pity.
the next day.
Li Ang stood outside the No. 3 court of the youth team at the Chamartin training base and watched the Bravo leaders watering the court.
He looked up at the sky again. Dark clouds were looming over the city, and it looked like it might rain at any time. However, the dark clouds had been hanging there like that for a long time, showing performance art, but not a single drop of rain fell.
"Damn it, you know the weather forecast can't be trusted." Li Ang cursed.
Next to him was a stunned Pablo Banderas, who now understood what Leon had secretly whispered to Bravo.
"That's not good," Mr. Banderas said.
"What's wrong?" Li Ang's eyes widened, "Don't you want to win against Barcelona?"
"Of course not." As a pure Real Madrid man, Pablo Banderas immediately replied.
"Then what else can you say?" Li Ang chuckled, "Unless your love for Real Madrid and your hatred for Barcelona are not deep enough."
The upright Mr. Banderas remained silent. In the middle of the battle between heaven and man, he finally pursed his lips and said no more.
Li Ang looked at his watch and saw that there was still nearly an hour before the game started. He signaled to Bravo that they didn't need to water the water.
"No more watering? Is this enough, Mr. Leon?" Bravo was wearing rain boots, a raincoat, and a rain hat. He was holding a water pipe that was still gurgling out, and wiped it hard.
He put water on his face and stood in the middle of the field and asked loudly. The watering was in full swing and he seemed not to stop.
"Enough! Enough! Well done!" Li Ang laughed loudly, "If you continue to water it, we and Barcelona will have to play water polo instead."
Bravo reluctantly asked someone to turn off the water valve, and left with them. Before leaving, he did not forget to give Li Ang a thumbs up, which was quite insidious.
Li Ang stood in the field and stepped on it. The field was very slippery.
He asked Pablo Banderas to kick a football over. He faced the rolling football and took a step forward to kick it.
The football was kicked, and its forward rolling distance was at least half shorter than normal. He himself slipped after kicking the ball and fell to the ground.
He got up in embarrassment and looked at Pablo Banderas, who was gloating and laughing non-stop. However, Leon was very happy. He was very satisfied with the results of Bravo's work.
This is exactly the effect he wanted.
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