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Chapter 61 Matthaeus

Chapter 61 Matthaeus
"Gah!!! A very beautiful goal! Hey! Wait, Leon didn't celebrate the goal. Chen Mo and Ramos are lying outside the penalty area, what's going on?!"

"The slow-motion replay is here. Look here. In order to send an assist, Chen Mo did not choose to slow down when facing Ramos who was flying towards him. Instead, he kicked the ground twice! Oh! Not only Chen Mo, but also Ramos There was no speed reduction, the forehead hit the chin, and the two collided! Hiss - both of them knocked over, it looks really painful!"

The commentator bared his teeth. Seeing the slow motion on the big screen, the audience on the sidelines gasped and stretched their necks to observe the situation on the field.

"It's okay, Xiaomo!"

Messi was the first to rush forward, with an anxious face, and Chen Mo hadn't fully recovered from the violent impact, he forced himself to sit up, his eyes stared, he gritted his teeth, and rubbed his bleeding forehead with his right hand: "That's right. It hurts a bit, it’s not a big problem, did the ball go in?”

What the audience saw on the screen seemed to be the collision of two fast-moving trains, which was extremely tragic, but whether it was Ramos who took the initiative or Chen Mo, he knew that the opponent was a player who would never back down, so At the moment of the impact, Chen Mo had already tightened his vital parts. The seemingly crazy impact only caused a big bleeding bump on his forehead.

"You guy."

Seeing that Chen Mo was fine, Messi heaved a sigh of relief, put his hips on his hips and said with a smile: "Of course the goal was scored. But the goal just now was too dangerous. Next time you dive, just use a free kick."

"Hahaha, why are you pretending to be reasonable? It's you, can you dive?"

Chen Mo jumped up and took Messi into his arms, rubbing his black hair tightly. After a while, the Barcelona players ran wildly to celebrate.

In the auditorium on the sidelines, the coach of Atletico Madrid sighed: "Sure enough, it is the same as the reports collected by scouts. This little guy likes to design traps for his opponents."

"He is indeed a troublesome guy. Just now I thought he was going into the front line as a fulcrum, but I didn't expect it to be just a feint. I like this guy more and more." Torres sighed helplessly and looked at Chen Mo's face. His eyes became more and more eager, and the coach of Atletico Madrid smiled and said: "Hahaha, no striker would dislike him! But he did a very good job, and I was fooled by that goal just now."

"Oh? The coach is also fooled?"

Torres had a teasing expression on his face. The Atletico Madrid coach gestured with his palms and said with a smile: "Yeah, at first I judged the same as you. He entered the striker line to serve as a fulcrum. In fact, strictly speaking, it is not only you and me, but at least Serbia on the field. The Villa players were also deceived, so when he retreated to the midfield, Sevilla's defense line was confused and loose for a moment. Should it be recovered, and it was at this moment that Garcia cut into the middle to make a wall, and Messi retreated. In this case, it is difficult for Sevilla's two defensive lines to react immediately, which is also given Messi and him, a one-on-one opportunity to face the opponent. However, I remember that the scouting report said that his skills at the feet are not delicate, and his ability to get rid of is very weak."

Thomas smiled and said: "It seems that a certain scout has neglected his duties. When I played against him a few months ago, his ability to escape was not weak, but I didn't expect to see him for a while. His improvement It's so big. Coach, dig him up!"

"You think I don't want to, Barcelona's people are so easy to dig."

The coach of Atletico Madrid gave him a helpless look, but it was not only Torres who hit Chen Mo's attention.

In the other corner of the stadium, the entire Bayern team was sitting in a state of distress. The coach looked at the serious-looking Schweinsteiger beside him: "He has improved a lot and is definitely one of the strong contenders for this cup, Bastian, Do you have the confidence to beat him?"

"I won't lose to him again!"

Schweinsteiger was expressionless, with a sharp gleam in his eyes, the coach of Bayern nodded secretly, then turned his head and whispered to the man in the windbreaker beside him: "Mr. Lothar, what do you think of recruiting this little guy to Bayern?" ?Although he is less than 14 years old, what he has shown is his golf intelligence. This quality will only increase with experience and age. As long as there are no major injuries in the future, he will definitely become a first-class player."

Lothar Mateus nodded: "Indeed, he has a tough style of play, his skills are considered delicate for this age group, and his overall outlook is also outstanding. This little guy has the potential to become the world's top midfielder, but if he can Digging, you have already started, haven't you?"

"Oh, you are right, but the problem is not the money. This little guy has a termination fee of [-] euros in his contract. This money is simply the price of cabbage for his talent, but he himself is unwilling to leave Lara Marcia." The coach of Bayern smiled, and turned to look pleading: "But if you, a superstar, personally invite him, he will definitely join us at Bayern!"

"Let me hire a 14-year-old kid? Or an Argentinian? Lucas, what international joke are you talking about?!"

Matthaus suddenly changed his face, and Bayern coach Lucas immediately shrank his head. After such a small episode, Matthaus, who was out on vacation and came across Bayern's youth training team, ignored the Bayern coach and set his sights on the field. The two Argentine teenagers.

Gradually, 15 years ago, the picture of the 1986 World Cup final between Germany and Argentina came to mind again.

"Hand of God? To hell!"
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"Oh, God bless, it seems that the two little guys are all right. If they are injured in the first game, it will definitely be a great loss for the Mercedes-Benz Champions Cup and the audience fans! Alright, audience fans , With the goal of the teenager Messi, the game was tied again in the 82nd minute of the second half!"

"Yes, the suspense is on again. In the next 10 minutes or so, the two teams will decide the winner of the first game of this cup! Alright, Chen Mo and Ramos are on the sidelines receiving simple disinfection and hemostasis After that, they are back on the field again! Let’s wait and see what kind of wonderful performance they will bring us next!”

With the referee's whistle, Sevilla served in the middle circle.

As before, Sevilla started to fall back in the backcourt after serving. It seemed that a draw was completely acceptable to them, but as time passed bit by bit, Chen Mo was keenly aware of Sevilla's backcourt. The mentality of the players seems to have changed. Facing Barcelona, ​​which has only [-] players left but is still overwhelmed by a large army, they start to move forward a little bit. Waiting to steal the ball and fight back at any time.

"They don't want to end in a draw?!"

Chen Mo was overjoyed when the idea came to him.

I am not afraid of you attacking, but I am afraid of you defending to the death!

(End of this chapter)

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