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Chapter 17: Whose Home Field?


As Albiol said before the party, he was in extremely good shape against the Athletic Bilbao youth team in the away game the next day, and beat the home team Athletic Bilbao youth team 7-0 without any blood. , watching the Valencia players coming with them My friends and relatives couldn’t stop laughing.

Four goals were scored in the first twenty minutes alone.

The home team was stunned for a while, so they played such a huge score, and Ai Luo was the only one among them.

Scored three goals alone and performed a hat trick.

This big victory attracted the attention of the local media in Valencia after the game.

The next day, there was even a report like this on the back page of the main page of Valencia Sports News: "While Valencia suffered three consecutive draws, the Valencia youth team won four consecutive victories very impressively, and yesterday's game also beat the Athletic Bilbao youth team 7:0 away from home, which was the most eye-catching.

It was No. 28 of the youth team who scored a hat trick.”

After reading this report, Chris Frieda, the editor-in-chief of Valencia Sports News, said to his secretary: "Wait a minute, tell Wayne, I don't care what method he uses, he must get me the No. 28 The more detailed first-hand information the better, otherwise you don’t have to come back to see me.”

"Yes sir" the secretary closed the door.

After hearing the secretary's narration, Enrique Wine frowned and pondered for a while before picking up the cell phone and the unfinished hamburger on the table and went out.

"Hello, Angulo?"

Wayne took out his mobile phone and dialed a number while going downstairs.

After hearing the reply from the other end of the phone, he continued: "I'm Wayne, are you free?

Okay, in half an hour The Cold Wind Cafe is waiting for you.”

After hearing the reply on the phone, Enrique Venn breathed a sigh of relief.

Otherwise, he would have been kicked out of the newspaper by that hateful editor.

Such a difficult task was actually entrusted to him, as long as it was in Valencia.

Everyone in the mixed media knows Antonio.

Lopez, the head coach of the youth team, is a poor man and a first-rate protector.

It is delusional to want to inquire about his proud disciple.

Therefore, in the years Antonio Lopez has been the head coach of Valencia’s youth team, no media has successfully gained access to inside information.

Note that no media has successfully accessed insider information.

However, there are policies from above and countermeasures from below.

Enrique Wein smiled.

The Angulo on the phone just now was the maintenance worker at the Valencia youth team training ground.

Half an hour passed quickly.

When Wayne saw his familiar old classmate Angulo, he stood up enthusiastically and shook hands.

He ordered two cups of coffee, took out the thousand euros he had prepared in advance, and took it from his bag.

Get out a pen and paper and start recording everything Angulo says. two hours later The detailed information of Valencia Youth Team No. 28 was placed on Chris Frieda’s desktop.

Alone Chinese people are interesting.

The more Chris Frieda read, the more excited he became, because from this detailed information, we can understand the extraordinary thing about this Chinese.

He actually performed a hat trick in the trial training and led the trial team to win the Valencia main youth team. , it was really interesting.

Then I flipped through it and saw more detailed data, so I made up my mind.

After a while, Chris Frieda ordered Enrique Wein to do follow-up reporting on Aiello, and then continued his work.

Ai Luo habitually passes by Uncle Lucas's duty room in the morning, picks up the latest issue of Valencia Sports, lies with his legs crossed on Uncle Lucas' royal chair, and sees the headlines of the sports section In that photo, the person in the photo was wearing an orange No. 28 jersey and jumping in the air to celebrate a goal.

Who was he?

He squeezed his thigh flesh and realized that it was not a dream, so he shouted excitedly: " Ohygod" He bounced up immediately, turned around and ran out of the duty room.

He said to Uncle Lucas who was sweeping the floor outside: "Uncle, I can lend you the newspaper."

Then he disappeared.

Uncle Lucas was so confused that he thought Aiello had gone to the toilet with the newspaper.

"David, Da Dao, and the little black man are on the headlines of the newspaper."

"Damn, these lazy people are so excited that they haven't come to training yet."

He whispered while looking at the empty locker room. two weeks later Herrera Jona returns from injury.

Tomorrow will be the last game before the winter break, so as usual, Antonio Lopez announced the starting lineup for the game against Barcelona's youth team a day early.

Herrera Jona couldn't believe that, as he had predicted, he was officially kicked out of the starting lineup to wait for Antonio.

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After Lopez read the starting lineup, Herrera Jona left training early in a rage.

"Hey, what you worried about still happened."

Juan Pizzi turned his head and saw Herrera leaving.

Jonah said helplessly to Antonio Lopez.

"Old man, this is all expected.

The most capable will prevail.

This is a time-honored motto."

Antonio Lopez just replied calmly.

"Hey, it's just a pity for Herrera's talent, hey."

"Huh, his jealousy makes his talent worthless."

Juan Pizzi shook his head, sighed, and then continued to discuss tactics for tomorrow's game with his old partner.

"Ahem, lads, come around."

Antonio Lopez saw the players arranging their equipment and waited until it was almost time before he said to everyone.

When everyone gathered over, he took the tactical board from his assistant Pizzi and said to the 11 players in front of him: "Now let's explain the tactics for the game later."

"We started preparing for the game last week, what are we doing for this?"

Antonio Lopez suddenly asked.

Everyone was stunned, and Ai Luo asked: "Isn't it to win?"

"Good we just want to win" Antonio.

Lopez looked at Ai Luo like a fool and then continued: "So, we must win this game."

"Whether it's to reward us for the hard work we've put in this week, or to have a wonderful Christmas, we have to win," Antonio Lopez turned into a demagogue.

"Must win" All the starting players, including Aiello, felt like they were sharpening their knives.

The fire in their hearts was ignited by the head coach.

Ailuo clenched his fists and kept cheering himself up: " Neither Messi nor Professor Bu can stop me from winning.

Come on."

On the other side is the Barcelona youth team locker room.

Cruseps also seized the last moment to mobilize his players and said very seriously: "Sergio, your defensive task is very important today.

Remember to assist more on the right wing.

Valencia's No. 28 is very fast."

After explaining Butzquets, he said to the 11 players in front of him: "Don't underestimate any of your opponents.

Although you are now at the top of the list, don't forget that our opponents are Like us, we have won four consecutive games and our morale is high.”

Saber Pedro pulled Leo Messi beside him and said softly: "The boss is really making a fuss out of a molehill.

How can a small Valencia stop our great Barcelona?"

After speaking, he winked like Messi: " Besides, we have a goal-scoring monster in Leo Messi, hey, right Leo?”

Messi rolled his eyes and said nothing.

When he saw the coach's eyes looking this way, he quickly elbowed Pedro who was about to speak.

Cruceps glanced at Pedro, who had shut up, before continuing to explain the tactics: "Of course, we must respect our La Masia tradition, so in this game we still have to use our familiar passing, cutting, running Come and play, keep them busy and Sergio, you have to pay attention to control the rhythm of the game, but how to do it is up to you, I won't interfere, I believe you can do a good job."

Professor Bu stood up straight and answered loudly: "Yes, boss" "It is estimated that in this game, the opponent will pay attention to keeping an eye on Leo, so Leo should reduce dribbling in this game and try to pass the ball.

You can't force a breakthrough unless it is absolutely necessary, you know, Leo" Cruzep Si looked at Messi again.

"I understand, sir" Messi replied with a normal expression.

Messi secretly curled his lips and said to himself: "My boss is really a little too ambitious today to overwhelm his own prestige.

If it doesn't work, I have to show off to the other side and let them know whose home field this is."

Looking at Messi who was lowering his head on the side, Cruseps shook his head and sighed.

He thought helplessly that geniuses are so unruly and unruly.

Thinking that he was also like this when he was young, he couldn't help but wear it for himself.

Top hat.

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Watching the two teams walking into the venue where the match was about to take place, Enrique Venn looked up.

The dark blue sky was so charming.

At this time, there were bright little stars shining in the sky.

They were gathering more and more, as if they were in the sky.

Dancing on the blue carpet, it's like blinking your eyes and talking to yourself, dripping on the back of the hand holding the camera that is exposed to the weight of the air, and melting instantly.

"Wow, it's snowing."

A child not far away yelled loudly as he saw drizzle of snow falling in the sky.

Subsequently, under the auspices of the referee, Albiol won the right to pick the edge and lost the right to kick off.

Then the two teams stood in formation and waited for the referee's whistle.

Enrique Veen, standing in the middle of the stands, took the time to face Aiello and Messi, who were looking at each other from a distance.

Snowflakes were falling, and the classic scene of "click" was recorded by the sensitive Enrique Veen in the camera in his hand. .

Hehehe smiled: "I believe this photo will definitely be a good attraction in tomorrow's newspaper":