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Chapter 142 Teammate is Ronaldinho Messi!

At 05:30 in the morning, the bedside alarm clock rang on time.

Chen Mo opened his eyes abruptly, got up immediately, put on his jeans and a stylish black and gray shirt, and went into the bathroom to wash up.

I was brushing my teeth, and the smell of toast and fried eggs wafted from the living room. I poked my head out and saw Kaoru Tsukichi wearing cotton light blue shorts and a camisole with pink spots on her upper body. To myself, standing in front of the boiler yawning with one hand, flipping the fried egg with the other.

A stupid hair on the top of the head is raised, which looks a little cute.

Sensing Chen Mo's eager gaze, she rubbed the soft compress and her little red face turned around, rolled her eyes playfully, stretched out her finger and nodded: "Oh, don't look, hurry up and wash your face and brush your teeth, you have to go early on the first day Just make a good impression on the head coach!"

"Got it, Kaoru's mother."

"...Don't bark! Hey, hurry up!"

Yuechixun put her hands on her hips, muttering and driving Chen Mo back to the bathroom.

After a while, Chen Mo finished washing, and bread, hot dogs and fried eggs were also served on the table.

Today is the first day of entering the first team, and it is a very critical day, but neither of them spoke much during the meal, and there was only the sound of chewing in the small room.

It wasn't until after breakfast that Chen Mo picked up his sports bag and was about to go out. Then Yuechi Xun called him, tiptoed at the entrance to help him straighten his collar, and said with a smile, "Come on!"

"kindness!"
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It was only early six o'clock when I came to the club. Not to mention the training of players, there were few staff members. The whole building and football field seemed very empty and quiet.

Without paying too much attention, Chen Mo and Messi, who had just met at the door, walked through the hall with ease, went to the locker room to change into sportswear, and ran into the training ground with the ball in their arms.

There was still some dewdrops on the football field in the early morning, and the air pouring into the nostrils was also slightly cold. Needless to say, the two of them did a little stretching exercise, and then started running around with the ball side by side, but the two of them didn't notice , On the third floor of the administrative building next to the training ground, a black man wearing instant noodles and biting bread was standing by the window to have a panoramic view of all this.

After observing for a while, he smiled and said, "The young guys are really energetic. They ran out to train so early. Are they always like this?"

"Yes, Frank. These two boys practice extra exercises for themselves almost every day. Oh, you don't know how much headache I had when they were only 13 years old but they were clamoring for physical training every day, and I had to go to the dormitory to find them Secretly hidden dumbbells."

Joseph said with an exaggerated expression, Rijkaard shook his head, and said with a smile: "Every child is like this. When I was a teenager, I always liked to compare with others for strength, hahaha."

"Hey, but having said that, that boy Chen Mo is actually quite similar to you."

"I know, I've seen his game video, not only his skills are great and solid, but also his height and strength are good, and his style of play is also very stable."

Speaking of this, Rijkaard looked at Chen Mo with strong admiration. In his opinion, Xavi is undoubtedly the most talented player in the Barcelona midfield. But in terms of the style of play he admires most, that It must be Chen Mo.

Although the organization ability is incomparable to that of Harvey, who is now 23 years old, and his skills and consciousness are approaching maturity, Chen Mo is taller, stronger, and has excellent feet. He can easily defend one-on-one or even one-on-two. Protect the ball under pressure, and most importantly, because of the hardware advantages of height, speed and strength, Chen Mo will make more contributions on the defensive end!
But there are no first-team non-European places.

Rijkaard sighed secretly. There is no non-European quota for the first team. Chen Mo and Messi can play ten games for the first team at most in a season. No coach will plan players who can only play ten games a season into their own construction. team list.
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Chen Mo didn't know what Rijkaard was thinking, and he ran with Messi, juggling the ball.

As time went by, more and more players came to train in advance, and some old friends of Harvey, Iniesta and Saviola also came to the training ground.

Ever since signing the professional contract with Barcelona, ​​Chen Mo had invited them to dinner many times, but he didn't show any enthusiasm at this time. On the contrary, because the new coach just took office, everyone was training seriously, even the lively Saviola just blinked at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo ignored him, but focused more on the other side, the Brazilian who looked a bit ugly and was playing with his head and shoulders - Ronaldinho.

"Is he the man in the system whose sense of the ball has broken through the limit?"

Chen Mo was thoughtful, and continued training without making a sound. Soon, the time came to 08:30 in the morning. Rijkaard, wearing a gray sports shirt and shorts, led the coaching staff into the training ground. He glanced at the sweaty The players nodded and smiled: "Very good, you have fighting spirit. Next, we will play training games in groups. I will call on the names to get the red vests. Puyol, Cocu, Motta, Xavi, Saviola "

The main force is on the bench? !

Chen Mo was a little confused.

Puyol is the starting central defender, Cocu and Motta are the starting double midfielders, Xavi is the starting midfielder, and Saviola is the starting forward. Under Rijkaard's distribution, almost half of the main team is assigned To the red team!

And he, Messi, Ronaldinho, and a group of substitute players were assigned to the blue team!
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In the first duel before the new season, many staff members stopped by the sidelines to watch.

Chen Mo, who was wearing a blue vest on the court, didn't pay attention to this. He just stood near the center circle and moved his arms while looking up at the formation of both sides.

The red team adopts a 433 formation with double midfielders, Harvey hangs in the middle, the two wide players are Iniesta and Lopez, and the center is Saviola.On the other side of their blue team, they also have a 433 formation with double midfielders. Chen Mo hangs in the midfield, Ronaldinho is on the left winger, and Messi is on the right winger.

With the whistle of the assistant coach, the game began.

The red team served, and Saviola pushed the ball back to Harvey without hesitation. Seeing this, Chen Mo immediately stepped forward to press for it. He knew that Rijkaard's intention of putting him alone in the midfield was to press for Harvey!

Either force him back to the backcourt, or squeeze him to a more densely populated frontcourt to rely on zone defense. Anyway, Harvey can't easily get the ball in the midfield!

"It's really positive."

Seeing Chen Mo rushing towards him, Harvey didn't use his famous stunt [turning circles]. The two fought countless times in the hundreds of nights in La Masia. He knew that Chen Mo looked fast now, but he would definitely defend against it. With this move.

Without incidental details, the ball was passed back to Puyol directly, and at the same time began to run to meet.

It has to be said that Harvey is indeed a top midfielder. Under his serial organization, the red team is obviously pressing with all their strength, but the rhythm of the whole field has slowed down strangely.

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