What is a destructive midfielder?

Chapter 44 Arrived in Tokyo, the national team made its debut!

Li Kang didn't have any more stories with Claudia.

The timing of the appearance of the middle-aged woman is ingenious.

The two didn't have a chance to keep in touch with each other.

It's just an advertisement for Veltins, and there will be a new series after a while.

Maybe there is still a chance to meet.

Every time I think of this place.

The shadow at the brain will be crazily closed.

His mood will gradually become positive and positive.

It was the female model with a proud figure who added it to her social account from nowhere.

Once verified, a few bloody selfies popped up.

He has always emphasized: Find a time to teach Li Kang how to box.

At this time, the shadow in the brain will spread wildly.

Li Kang couldn't bear the pain of being suppressed by the shadow for a long time, so he decisively deleted the female model from the friend list.

Madrid. Las Rozas training base.

Li Kang met his teammates from the Spanish national team.

There are no big-name players such as Iniesta, Ramos, David Silva, etc.

Most of them are young players playing for big teams.

De Gea waved to him and said loudly: "Lee, don't put your luggage, we have to fly to Japan in two hours!"

Li Kang suddenly heard a bang!
Football with a violent roundabout.

A rainbow-like arc was drawn in the air.

It fell precisely in front of him.

He leaned back slightly, raised his leg to unload the ball, and stepped on it.

clap clap clap!
20 meters away, Dennis clapped his hands: "To be honest, your stop is very average! The applause is just a welcome ceremony for the Leverkusen midfielder."

at this time.

The other teammates who were warming up turned their heads one after another.

Arsenal's Bellerin.

Everton's Deulofeu.

They are also from the La Masia youth training camp, but they are one echelon older than Li Kang, and the relationship is not very close.

far away.

Assistant coach Mignano was very annoyed when he saw this scene: "Are these little guys going to fight among themselves as soon as they meet?"

Bosque stopped him and said with a smile: "It's two little lions fighting, let's not disturb them."

talking room.

The football left Li Kang's left foot.

Rolling along the turf at high speed.

Like a sharp knife.

Penetrated the gap between teammates.

Slowly stopped in front of Dennis.

Immediately.

The teammates laughed and applauded.

Each has its own merits!
Dennis scratched the back of his head: "Well, your ground long pass is a little bit better than mine."

The staff distributed the brand new national team jerseys to the boys.

Li Kang's number is 98.

The numbers of the national team in official competitions such as the World Cup and the European Cup are 1-23.

But in an international A-level friendly match with Japan, there is no limit to the jersey number.

There were no group matches.

After the Spanish teenagers put on the sportswear of the national team, they dragged their luggage and took the plane to Asia.

Of course, there is still a "veteran".

Morata.

This guy actively encouraged the juniors: "Don't be afraid, boldly let go and attack, if you can't open the situation, I will play!"

He was Juventus' leading shooter during this period. Although his scoring efficiency in the league was mediocre and his ability to grasp opportunities was not strong, he broke through the defenses of European giants one after another in the Champions League last season, and Real Madrid and Barcelona were not immune.

The teenagers all cast admiring eyes.

It's like a group of novice village buddies meeting a full-level boss.

Morata was secretly refreshed: In the past in the national team, he was the younger brother, but he did not expect to be the big brother so soon.

But soon he realized something was wrong. Why was the little dragon descendant sitting next to him so quiet?

It must be meeting a superstar like myself, so nervous.

He was about to offer words of comfort.

His eyes were attracted by the stewardess with exaggerated figure.

Morata, 23, has a clean private life and likes pure online dating.

Bosque dozed off.

Mignano was originally a fitness coach, and he was promoted to the position of the number one assistant coach of the national team a few months ago. He scribbled on a piece of white paper and muttered in a low voice:

"A Bunch of Dwarfs"

"Among the midfielders, Li Kang is the tallest, and Deulofeu has the fastest pace. Who should be at the arrow position without a striker?"

"If the Japanese team gave up the midfield, densely defended in the penalty area, and compressed space...they should play more beautifully at home."

Twelve hours later.

The Spanish teenagers arrived at Tokyo International Airport.

A large number of fans gathered at the airport pick-up port.

Morata waved excitedly and said hello: "Look, so many Spanish compatriots welcome us! Be sure to perform well!"

Li Kang suddenly heard someone calling his name in Chinese.

He followed the sound.

I saw a lot of youthful oriental faces.

Mignano patted him on the shoulder: "Don't stand there stupidly, go over and say hello to your fans, the Japanese Football Association has sent a lot of security personnel, you are not a big star, nothing will happen."

There are only a dozen or so fans in this group, and they are composed of Japanese Chinese and students studying in Longguo.

Li Kang wasn't afraid of accidents, but he didn't react for a while.

He walked over slowly.

Cheers erupted from the crowd.

"Li Kang, can you take a photo with us!"

"It's a bit cold in Tokyo at night, why don't you add a coat!"

"Everyone be quiet, hurry up and take a group photo, Li Kang has to go back to the hotel to beat the jet lag!"

The security guard takes the camera.

Li Kang was surrounded by his compatriots across the cordon.

The flash lights up.

They left a warm photo on a bleak night in Tokyo.

"Li Kang! Come on! Fuck that little devil to death!"

"Blow up Little Japan!"

Li Kang boarded the national team bus and waved goodbye to his compatriots.

He didn't expect that he also had fans.

The Spanish teammates looked sideways.

Dennis asked suspiciously: "Li! Have you ever played football in Japan?"

De Gea quickly corrected: "Don't talk nonsense, those fans are from Dragonborn or Dragon Kingdom. I have been to Dragon Kingdom several times, and I can understand some Chinese. They are encouraging Li Kang to beat the Japanese team."

Dennis continued to ask: "What does the little devil mean?"

De Gea touched his chin, thought for a moment and said, "Little Devil is a name for the Japanese."

The teenagers suddenly realized.

Morata, who was boastful on the plane, covered his stomach at this time, his face livid.

Two days later.

Tokyo Ajinomoto Stadium.

Tens of thousands of Japanese fans arrived in the stands early.

They wore dark blue jerseys and waved flags with three-legged black feathers.

Before the 90s, the international status of Japanese football was only second-rate in Asia.

In 1993, Saburo Kawabuchi, chairman of the Football Association, proposed a century-old plan for Japanese football.

At that time, it became a big joke in Asia: You can't even make it to the World Cup finals.

Who would have thought that since 1998, the Japanese team has never missed the World Cup.

"CTV5! CTV5! Good evening, viewers!"

"Welcome to this week's international competition day duel between East and West!"

"The Japanese team will face the Spanish team!"

"I am the commentator for this match, Duan Xuan!"

"I'm He Wei!"

"The starting roster has been released. The Japanese team is a semi-main lineup, and Spain has many young players entering the national team's roster for the first time."

Inside the player tunnel.

Takumi Minano warmly greeted the Spanish players.

When he saw Li Kang.

Trying to squeeze out a smiley face.

Dennis also shook hands enthusiastically: "Little devil!"

Pronunciation is not very accurate.

Takumi Minano couldn't understand Chinese either, so he thought it was Catalan, so he nodded quickly.

Followed by.

Deulofeu and Bellerin greeted politely: "Little devil!"

The other Japanese players bowed and nodded.

Li Kang looked at this scene with black lines on his face.

The queue moves.

The referee team led the players from both sides out of the channel!

The Ajinomoto Stadium instantly erupted into cheers like a landslide and tsunami.

The drums thundered.

The moment Li Kang stepped onto the pitch.

The system prompt sounded quietly:
【Ding!The national team task triggers: Destroy the pride of the blue warriors! 】

[Mission introduction: You can't fight for the motherland, but this game must be won, defeat them! 】

【mission rewards:? ? ? 】

The stadium radio played the Japanese national anthem "Kimi no Dai".

The Japanese players looked excited and solemn.

Tens of thousands of Japanese fans sang in unison.

"The national anthem of the Japanese team is probably the shortest national anthem in the world."

"There are only 28 words that keep repeating."

"After repeated research by historian Fujita Yuji, this is a dirge sung at the emperor's funeral."
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[No wonder, it sounds like a crematorium song. 】
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[The only thing missing is the sound of the suona and the sound of the gong! 】
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[It feels weird, Li Kang is going to sing the Spanish national anthem later?I can't accept it in my heart! 】
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[Finally, a good seed came out, and finally joined the Spanish national team, hey]
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[Messi also often does not sing the national anthem. 】
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【It's funny!Li Kang is dumb, how can he sing the national anthem? 】

The Japanese national anthem is very short.

1 minute later.

The Spanish national anthem "Royal March" was played.

The young generals kept their mouths tightly shut with expressionless faces.

"After the end of Franco's dictatorship in Spain, the words of the national anthem were abolished!"

"So Spanish athletes don't need to sing the national anthem when they participate in international competitions!"

Dragon country live broadcast room.

Netizens are a little confused.
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[I can't hold back anymore!Ha ha! 】
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[The previous generation of Spanish players could hum a few words, but this new generation of young players is too casual! 】
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[You can count the number of Basques and Catalans in there, they must not be able to hum. 】

Guessing edge over.

Players from both sides took their positions.

With the whistle of the referee.

The game officially begins!
"Let's introduce you to the starting lineups of both sides!"

"Wearing dark blue and attacking from left to right is the Japanese team, they formed a 4-3-3 formation!"

"Goalkeeper: Shusaku Nishikawa!"

"Left back: Nagatomo Yuto!"

"Central defender: Asaya Yoshida and Tomoaki Makino!"

"Right back: Mori Shige!"

"Midfield: Endo Ko, Ito Junya, Kashiwagi Yosuke!"

"Forwards: Minamino Takumi, Asano Takuma, Suzuki Musashi!"
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[The backcourt of the Japanese team has deployed all the main players of last year's World Cup! 】
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[Center and frontcourt players, a few local players from the J-League are also quite strong, this should be a confrontational battle! 】

"The formation of the Spanish national team, from the perspective of the scene. It is 4-6-0, no striker!"

"Goalkeeper: De Gea!"

"Left back: Meire!"

"Centreback: Gaya and Jonny!"

"Right back: Bellerin!"

"Midfielders: Li Kang, Deulofeu, Dennis, Ceballos, Castillejo, Oliver!"

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