Beginning peak Beckham, handsome is over

Chapter 57: Fresh Clothes and Angry Horse Rides Thousands of Miles Alone When He was a Teenager!

Xiao Wen felt that he had a sweet dream. In the dream, he single-handedly overthrew all the princes of the Champions League, and stood on the podium of the Champions League, full of vigor.

Open your eyes, you are already on the seat of the team bus.

He couldn't help calling out the system again, like an old rich man would go to his secret room to count the treasured gold, silver and jewelry from time to time.

Name: Xiao Wen;
characteristic:
1. Perfect appearance (S): People who play football better than me are not as handsome as me, and those who are more handsome than me...do not exist.

2. Perpetual motion machine (S): I can run all day long.

3. Precision guidance (S): Just run, if you can't pass it, I lose.

4. Full Moon Scimitar (S): There is no trace when the knife emerges, and the moon sets silently.

5. Death Coil (A): In addition to elegant interception, the defense also has stalking.

6. Walking in the courtyard (A): Blood can flow, the head can be broken, and the hairstyle can't be messed up.

7. Striding Meteor (S): When Xianyi was a young horse, he rode thousands of miles alone!

That's right, that handsome guy is Kaka.

After this period of exploration, although he hasn't tried much what changes this feature will bring to him, he probably knows what this striding meteor is.

Kaka's thousand-mile solo ride, how little is it!
Who hasn't seen it?

Excitement is hard to describe Xiao Wen's mood.

Anyway, Royce looked at Xiao Wen, who was a little bit early Parkinson's symptoms beside him, and the words of ridicule came to his lips, but he stopped because he was afraid of hurting his little brother's confidence.

When we got back to the hotel, it was actually not completely dark yet, and many reporters were still waiting in front of the hotel, with long guns and short guns.

The Dortmund group hurried into the hotel.

Xiao Wen shared a room with Royce, and the tense and anxious atmosphere made Xiao Luo less interested in chatting with the model sisters.

He flung himself on the bed, swiped his phone, with a serious face.

Xiao Wen also lay on the bed, and was about to call Ms. Catherine, but unexpectedly heard Royce smirk: "Marca can really make a living!"

"What's the matter?" Xiao Wen moved his buttocks to make himself lie more comfortably.

"L'Equipe" has scored 10 points seven times in history, which one is more watery? Temiao also conducted a poll. The first two unknown stars and your ratio are about the same. They are both 20.00%. Isn't this a mentality? "

Xiao Wen looked at Royce and frowned, "You're not feeling well, what are you doing to see it?"

"This broken app automatically pushes it!"

Royce shrugged helplessly.

Xiao Wen smiled wryly, it is true that people do not look for troubles, they have to look for others.

His 10 points, to be honest, is really not a very important game, the Bundesliga has lost suspense.

But "L'Equipe" also has a good reason-at the age of 18, he only played half a game, the same city derby, an absolute rival. 3 goals, 3 assists, come, come, come!Ladies and gentlemen, look for it, look in the pile of history, has there ever been such a young man, has there ever been such a game, has there ever been such a performance!
Hmm. I don't mean to flatter myself at all, really not.

Anyway, the mouth grows on other people, whether it is blowing ~ Xiao or blowing Xiao, how can he care so much.

In the past few days and months, the most important thing is to get 150 points, but now, in the next few days, in the next more than a week, the most important thing is the two rounds of the Champions League with Real Madrid!
……

Madrid.

another hotel.

In the largest conference room, several assistant coaches looked at the boss in front of them a little fidgeting.

Although there have been countless meetings for Dortmund, they also understand what formation the team will play tomorrow, who will start, and Ancelotti will ultimately make the decision.

Zidane was also waiting quietly, but unlike others, he just waited silently for Ancelotti to speak.

He was thinking, if he were the head coach, how he should line up for this game.

As the Corsican monster in France said, "A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier", Zidane's ultimate goal is to become the coach of Real Madrid and the French team!

It is also because of this that after retiring, he has made a series of career plans, and now, following football's top tactical master Ancelotti, becoming a Real Madrid trainee is definitely a good choice.

Ancelotti looked at the latest information in his hand, frowned and said: "Schmelzer and Subotic, these two old injuries, even if they can catch up with the game, Klopp will not play.

那么，克洛普到底会踢4-5-1还是4-2-3-1呢？”

Ancelotti glanced at everyone's faces.

No one speaks.

After a while, Zidane replied with some embarrassment: "I think judging from the recent games, Klopp will probably still use 4-2-3-1."

Ancelotti's majestic gaze suddenly became a little gentle, and he stared at Zidane: "Go on."

"Kyle and Shaheen have lost their aura and the other has sunk into the sky. The combination of Gundogan and Xiao Wen has been used by Klopp before, and it is also handy. I think Klopp's personality should give it a try."

Zidane took a sip of water and knew that these other assistant coaches could do nothing. They were all analyzing, daily training, etc., but thinking about the overall situation, it was a bit difficult for them, so he smiled and continued: "Mkhita Liang, Reus, Gross Kreuz or Aubameyang form a three-man team cruising in the frontcourt to cooperate with Lewandowski at the top. This is currently Klopp's favorite routine .So”

Zidane seemed to say a lot of nonsense, but this was actually the last straw that Ancelotti made up his mind.

He also needs a hint, a hint that is exactly the same as the decision he has already taken for granted in his heart.

"He is indeed a genius, whether as a player or as a coach in the future." Ancelotti thought to himself that this bald head is really enviable, and there is really no one in football who can win more life than him.

Ancelotti pondered for a moment and sighed, "If only Lewandowski had received another yellow card against Zenit."

That's right, just one yellow card away and Lewandowski will be suspended against Real Madrid.

However, not only did Ancelotti's expectations not be met, but the team doctor gave him bad news today - Di Maria will miss this crucial battle due to gastroenteritis!
Fat tree!

Ancelotti slapped the table and cursed: "Call Casillas, Ronaldo, Ramos, and Alonso over here and have a small meeting!"

……

The others didn't know what to do, Xiao Wen didn't sleep well that night.

Outside the hotel, someone was setting off fireworks!
Sold a watch!
What are the people at the Chamartin depot in Madrid doing?
Disturbing the law and order, hello!

During breakfast, the others saw that Xiao Wen was still a little sluggish, and thought it was his first time experiencing such an important game, and he suffered from insomnia caused by excessive nervousness.

While everyone was a little worried, they also secretly realized that this guy is still a carbon-based creature. Before, he thought his nerve endings were necrotic, and he couldn't feel what it means to be nervous!
After breakfast, Klopp gathered everyone together and announced the starting lineup for tonight.

Goalkeeper: Weidenfeller.

Back four: Piszczek, Hummels, Papastathopoulos, Durm.

Double midfielders: Jing Duoan, Xiao Wen.

Crazy running trident: Royce, Mkhitaryan, Gross Kreutz.

Arrow figure: Lewandowski.

call.
Some team members who had some extravagant hopes were discouraged at once, but immediately forced themselves to cheer up!

And Jing Duoan, who thought he might be a substitute, suddenly lit up his eyes, and looked sideways in Xiao Wen's direction.

The two smiled at each other.

One year,
a whole year of hard work,
Sometimes it's just for a few heavyweight fights.

And in the face of such a game.

Just one word, fight!

　go to bed.

　　Good night (*￣3)(ε￣*)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)