At 7:15, the starting players from both sides followed the four referees out of the tunnel, and were greeted by cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami.
Li Chuanqi's expression changed slightly. Although Camp Nou, which can accommodate more than 80,000 people, was not full, there must be at least 50,000 people.
The cheers of more than 50,000 people can be described as "deafening".
It makes people excited, but also makes people feel uneasy.
In Li Chuanqi's seventeen years, he had never seen such a battle.
"Don't be nervous!"
A hand rested on his shoulder.
Li Chuanqi looked up and found that Liage's face was a little pale. Was it due to the weather or nervousness?
"OK!"
Li Chuanqi took a deep breath, Liage, you told me not to be nervous, but why are your hands shaking?
"I'm not nervous."
Liage took back his hand: "It's because of excitement!"
He took a deep breath: "When I was in the Real Madrid youth training camp, my only dream was to put on a Real Madrid jersey and score a goal at Camp Nou!"
His eyes were a little blurry: "Although I couldn't put on the Real Madrid jersey as I wished, tonight I finally fulfilled half of my dream.
I’m standing on the court at Nou Cap!”
Liag, you should be more heroic. Shouldn't half of the dream be scoring goals at Camp Nou?
"So, tonight you have to help me realize this dream and give me an assist."
Liage, can you finish speaking in one go?
Although he was complaining in his heart, Li Chuanqi still readily agreed: "Okay!"
Liage smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Good brother!"
Well, I have changed from apprentice to brother.
Liag, how much do you want to score Barcelona's goal?
Behind the Santa Malaga bench, Li Xiaofeng rubbed her hands and shouted happily: "Brother, they are coming out!"
Yaisa next to her asked nervously: "Do you think my brother and the others can win tonight?"
Li Xiaofeng raised her pointed chin upward, showing her enchanting confidence in her brother: "Of course! Brother, they will definitely win! No matter who the opponent is, they can win!"
Li Xianqi, who was standing on the other side, laughed "hehe", patted his daughter on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Yes! We have to 'beat' them into submission!"
He lowered his head and asked: "Do you think we should have someone rush into Barcelona's dressing room during halftime and beat them up?"
Yaisa's little face began to turn pale and her little hands began to tremble.
Li Xiaofeng tilted his head, seeming to be considering the maneuverability of this matter.
"This idea is good, but it is too difficult to implement. Nocap's defense should be very strict, and you have to enter the locker room..."
Li Xiaofeng whispered: "How about we send people to sneak into the locker room now? How many people have you brought? It won't be the two of us who will do this, right? The two of us can't defeat so many of them."
Li Xianqi smiled awkwardly: "That's what I said, don't take it seriously."
He turned to look at Yaisa and said to his daughter: "Look at Yaisa, her little face turned pale with fright."
Yaisa glanced at Li Xianqi in horror and said quickly: "I didn't hear anything."
"I don't know about Lamy either."
Li Xianqi's expression suddenly froze, Lamy, that damn guy wants to provoke a tiger, I just found a few brothers to educate him.
I remember that it was very secretive at the time. There was no evidence given to the police. How did this little girl know that I had asked someone to do it?
"I know nothing! I swear I know nothing!"
Yaisa knew that she had said the wrong thing and was so anxious that she almost cried.
Li Xiaofeng glared at her father fiercely: "Dad, I won't take you out like this! You look like it scared Yaisa to tears. If you do this next time, I won't take you out!"
Li Xianqi touched his nose in embarrassment. After all, who brought whom out?
"Yaisa, I believe you don't know anything, I believe, I believe..."
Li Xiaofeng comforted Yaisa: "The game is about to start. Let's watch the game and ignore him!"
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The commentator of Catalan TV loudly said into the microphone: "We have just introduced the starting lineups of both sides to you. Barcelona can only field half of the main lineup due to influenza attacks and injuries!
Moreover, Barcelona's recent form is not very good. In the 21st round of La Liga that just ended, they were tied away by the 17th-ranked Yellow Submarine, and their luxurious attacking group failed to gain anything.
But at Camp Nou, no one can beat Barcelona!
Even if Barcelona is not the strongest team tonight, no one can take away a victory at Camp Nou!"
The Catalan TV commentator is full of confidence in Barcelona.
"Beep!..."
At half past seven, with the referee's whistle, the game officially started.
Forward Isaac moved the football to the backcourt, Barcelona began to pass the ball in the backcourt, and Liag rushed over alone.
Seeing that the other midfielders and frontcourt players were about to make a move, Antonio stood in the command area and yelled at them to stop their behavior.
At Camp Nou, you have to stick to the half-court obediently and press in the frontcourt?
This is not what Santa Malaga can do.
Liag gave up. He definitely couldn't snatch the football away by himself.
Seeing that the opponent did not come out, Barcelona did not continue to dump the ball in their own half and push the football into the frontcourt.
But as soon as the game passed half time, they felt something different. Santa Malaga was like a pack of wolves that had marked out its territory, and they began to bite the "enemies" who entered their territory desperately.
If you can't grab it, it's okay, the ball can't be passed.
If one person can't grab it, then two people will do it; if two people can't do it, then three people will do it!
As long as you don't pass the ball, you will be double-teamed.
Under Santa Malaga's crazy pressing, Barcelona accelerated the passing rhythm.
However, they were still not running smoothly, as Santa Malaga frequently interrupted their rhythm with fouls.
In the 12th minute of the first half, Barcelona launched a rapid attack in the middle. They found a shooting opportunity through a quick and concise pass.
Keita received Iniesta's diagonal pass outside the penalty area and shot directly!
The football missed the goal!
The Catalan TV commentator said loudly: "Although Keita's shot did not threaten the opponent's goal, it is a good start, indicating that Barcelona has slowly found its offensive rhythm!"
The commentator of Malaga TV said: "Santa Malaga's tactics tonight are very clear, giving up the frontcourt, sticking to the half court, and interrupting Barcelona's offensive rhythm with fouls.
Judging from the effect, they were successful, forcing Barcelona to wait until the 12th minute of the game for their first shot!
Of course, Barcelona is strong. Judging from this attack, they seem to have found a way to deal with Santa Malaga's foul tactics.
They passed the ball faster and used one more pass, giving Santa Malaga no chance to implement foul tactics.
Therefore, the pressure on Santa Malaga will be even greater next."
Barcelona made a comeback five minutes later. They launched an attack from the left. When they found that there was no chance, they patiently moved the football to the center, and then quickly moved the ball from the center to the right.
Full-back Alves quickly stepped forward to assist and made a pass near the baseline. The football flew into the penalty area!
The atmosphere in the Nou Cap suddenly became subtle, and Barcelona fans saw a chance to score!
