Will I hurt you if I score like this?

Chapter 48 Demonstration
"Wrong judgment! Shameless!"

"If you are behind, do you have to rely on the referee?"

The Espanyol fans at the Mozuzi Stadium roared loudly.

However, hundreds of Barcelona fans in the corner of the away area had smug smiles on their faces. Although the Spaniard led by one goal in the melee in the first half.

"The penalty of this goal is quite controversial, even a bit picky. I think that in this kind of derby, the cards should be given more rigorously. The situation of the Spaniard in the second half is quite dangerous."

He Wei frowned and commented.

Barcelona still firmly occupies the dominance of the field, creating far more threatening opportunities than the Spaniard.

Riera explained to the referee emotionally, but the referee Cantalejo was indifferent.

And stretched out his palm to the outside, signaling Riera to leave the field quickly.

Pochettino left the referee's area and complained to the fourth official. His tone was quite agitated. After being seen by Cantalejo, he also received a yellow card.

Li Wei stood on the field, crossed his hips and adjusted his breathing, his eyes were full of anger.

The noisy restlessness and boos of the fans filled his eardrums. He knew that the lead might only be temporary, and the Spaniard, who played one less player in the second half, would face a more difficult test.

He didn't go up to defend Riera, which could lead to more serious consequences.

The only thing he can do is to seize every opportunity on the court and make the most correct decision.

And put the ball in the damn goal!

In the VIP box of the stadium, Laporta sat in it, watching the hysterical Daniel Sanchez Libre in another box not far away.

What grade team ah?
Play the same game as us.

Not to mention the strength, it is far superior to your grades.I have a godfather?do you have?
Praise the great Platini!
The last 3 minutes of stoppage time.

Harvey took a free kick, he took a deep breath, and sent an exquisite pass directly into the penalty area. Just because his teammate was sent off, the Spanish defense, whose morale was a little low, was caught off guard.

John Goodson in the penalty area jumped high and smashed a header into the goal, hitting the crossbar.

The football that popped up was frantically sieged by players from both sides in the penalty area, and it fell into chaos for a while.

A few seconds of halftime stoppage time have passed, and the Spaniard also got the ball in the middle, but the referee just didn't blow the whistle in his mouth.

As one of the few high points in the Barcelona team, Pique will insert into the penalty area to compete for the top every corner kick and free kick opportunity, performing his essence of "guard with a knife".

At this moment, he squeezed Torrejon away in the chaos, pushed the ball out of the crowd, and shot directly with his feet.

"stretch!"

There was a tooth-piercing crash.

The ball flew out of the penalty area in the opposite direction. Pique looked down, and Jalke, who was returning to the defense, just arrived and blocked his explosive shot in time.

The two almost staged a dangerous opponent.

Pique, who couldn't hold back his momentum, sat on the ground, spread his hands and looked at the coach, signaling that Jalke had fouled the ball.

The flying ball drew an arc and flew out of the penalty area.

Levi, who returned to the top of the arc in the penalty area, stopped the ball with his chest, and behind him was Abidal who stepped in to control the opponent's half.

Li Wei spiked the ball and turned around, and Abidal slammed into Li Wei's side fiercely.

The two fell into hand-to-hand combat.

"Blow the whistle!"

Pochettino roared from the sidelines.

The tall French defender and Levi had a fierce entanglement while running, and the scale of their movements was quite large.

Li Wei seemed to be gnashing his teeth, and the wet black hair on the back of his arms and head could shake off sweat beads when he raised them.

"What a tough guy!"

In the press box.

The reporter of "Gazzetta dello Sport" looked at Li Wei's scrambling figure and praised him.

"Never giving up at the last second reminds me of Paul."

Li Wei's speed was restricted by Abidal and it was difficult to sprint.

"The game time should have ended long ago. Barcelona's defense is now very empty. The referee doesn't blow the whistle. Let's see that Li Wei has no chance to charge again."

On the court, under the anxious eyes of 5 people, Li Wei suddenly turned around and smashed the ball in reverse, shaking Abidal away, allowing the force he exerted close to the body to drain away.

Then the ball went directly to the right, and suddenly rushed towards the gap left by Abidal like a leopard.

There is only Puyol in Barcelona's restricted area at the moment.

One-on-one, he has enough confidence to eat the Spanish iron guard raw.

"Beep!"

Cantalejo blew his whistle.

Both the Spaniard and the Barcelona players breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped their movements in relief, even though the eyes of both sides seemed to burst into flames.

Valdes also relaxed his vigilance.

"Thrilling half game, second half."

He Wei also breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Xu Yang and said, their nerves were tense all the time in the last few minutes of various dramatic episodes.

The moment the whistle blew, he slacked off and took his eyes off the commentary screen.

Suddenly, waves of cheers resounded through the earphones, and He Wei turned his head to look at the screen in amazement.

Li Wei, who was standing in the middle circle, almost fell on the lawn, and his twisting action showed that he had just completed a huge volley.

On the other side of the field, Valdez, who was a few steps away from the goal, was returning to the goal in a hurry.

At the moment when the whistle blew and everyone was relaxed, the sprinting Li Wei took a long-range mid-range lob that spanned the half-court.

"The whistle has already blown when the ball is shot, and it doesn't count if it goes in."

Valdez fell sideways into the net, and the football fell into the net from the top of his five fingers in a very strange drop.

"The ball is in!"

The two commentators looked at each other.

"This is a matter of face. The mood of the players on the Barcelona field will definitely drop a lot."

"If this goal is scored before the game whistle, it will win the Puskas Award."

After cheering, the fans fell into silence for a few seconds.

The halftime game is over, and people will face the more intense second half with unknown emotions.

"Espanyol!!!"

Li Wei, who stood firmly in the middle circle, opened his arms and roared.

"Ganar (must win)!!!!!!"

The fans on the field shouted in unison.

Li Wei put away his serious expression, glanced at Valdes with a smirk, and walked to the sidelines.

"Pep."

Players wearing two jerseys passed Guardiola's side, and he hugged the Barcelona players who were leaving the field one by one.

Suddenly a voice came from not far away, he turned his head and looked, Levi stood not far away and nodded to him, then turned to Pochettino.

Pochettino stretched out his hand, the two shook hands heavily and hugged.

Thinking back more than a month ago, when Levi scored five goals at the Murrayfield Stadium, he didn't celebrate once.

When you meet him on the sidelines, you will call him BOSS.

This once made Guardiola think that Levi still has a strong sense of belonging to Barcelona.

Including this period of time, Barcelona's top management has also discussed the issue of making an offer to Manchester United in the winter window and reintroducing him to the team.

Cruyff even decided to go out in person to recruit the young player who had just joined the Dutch team.

Laporta, who was originally complacent because he got 1000 million euros from Manchester United.

It is now recognized that Levi is a player they urgently need in their formation.

In particular, Levi's weekly salary is 52 pounds. According to the 700-week salary calculation cycle of the Premier League, it seems to be a lot, but compared with Henry's annual after-tax [-] million, it is actually less than one-third of the French.

Considering the age, it is simply the price of cabbage.

Except for Messi, who didn't get a salary increase a year ago, who else could give them such a fluff.

It saves money and is amazingly efficient, and it comes from La Masia. It's really unreasonable not to get it back and let him graze and milk.

Just a request for immediate sincerity from Guardiola and Cruyff.

Barcelona executives have always believed: Don't worry, play with him.

A big victory should be used first to get rid of his arrogance.

But at this moment, Li Wei's actions when he was off the field completely broke through Guardiola's psychological expectations.

He was protesting against Barcelona, ​​protesting against the referee, and at the same time showing favor to the fans of the arch-enemy.

The reason why the team badge was not photographed was only because he was a player on loan. The act of photographing the team badge is a meaningful gesture of favor in the football world and cannot be done lightly.

After stepping into the locker room, Guardiola looked at the laughing Barcelona generals in the room, only Valdez frowned.

In the first half, 11 opponents were still struggling to support, and in the second half there was one less player.

In the eyes of the Barcelona generals, it should not be a big problem to win this victory. Alves even told anecdotes about his friends in Brazil who were in prison.

"How do you know so well, is the friend you're talking about yourself?"

Puyol wiped the sweat from his long hair with a towel, tilted his head and looked at Alves jokingly.

"That's definitely not the case. Hehe."

"What did your friend go to prison for?" Gudjohnsen also booed.

"Drug dealing. And playing with chicks. It's just that she doesn't cooperate."

"Isn't that rape?" Keita asked again.

Alves smiled, flattering the big brother in the team.

"It doesn't count? I didn't rape it."

Busquets also laughed when he heard the dirty jokes, and the haze of being eaten raw by Li Wei twice on the field was swept away.

Guardiola was furious when he heard this.

After clapping their hands, the locker room fell silent instantly.

"In the second half, I want you to go on the court and go to mark Li Wei closely."

Guardiola said to Yaya Toure, Yaya Toure looked up.

This season, Guardiola has shown signs of strengthening Busquets. Yaya Toure has been placed on the bench for two league games, which means he will continue to be used in the Champions League.

But Busquets looked gloomy, and the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly disappeared.

Harvey and Iniesta will definitely not be replaced, Toure will play.

Of course there is no need to say who to replace.

"Boss, they played one less player in the second half, so it's not enough."

Busquets didn't dare to speak, but Harvey, as one of the big brothers in the locker room, naturally wanted to fight for La Masia's younger brother.

"No matter where he goes, your task is to firmly restrain him and make it difficult for Li Wei to do anything."

"Defend with all your strength and fight until the last moment!"

Pochettino took a deep breath after explaining the tactics to all the players.

"If there is an offensive opportunity, we must disrupt Barcelona's midfield and create opportunities for Levi."

　Put three thousand first, in fact, I have already finished writing today's seven thousand.

　　But Chapter 2 is the kind of despair that is suppressed to the extreme.

　　Then it’s cool, I’m afraid you guys will kill me there, after you finish writing the ending, it won’t be too long
　　
　
(End of this chapter)