The strongest winger

Chapter 17 Who's Home?

As Albiol said before the party, the next day in the away game against the Athletic Bilbao youth team, they were in exceptionally good condition. They beat the home team Athletic Bilbao youth team 7-0 without bloodshed.

Those relatives and friends who went to the away game to join in the excitement couldn't stop!

In the first 10 minutes alone, he scored four goals, and the home team was taken aback for a while, so he scored such a huge score. Among them, Ai Luo scored three goals alone and staged a hat-trick.

This big victory attracted the attention of the local media in Valencia after the game. The following day even appeared on the side page of the main page of the Valencia Sports Daily:

"While Valencia suffered three consecutive draws, the Valencia youth team has won four consecutive victories very well, and yesterday's game also beat the Athletic Bilbao youth team 7-0 in an away game. The most eye-catching thing in the period was the youth team. No. 28, staged a hat-trick..."

After reading the report, Chris Frieda, the editor-in-chief of Valencia Sport, said to his secretary, "Tell Wayne later, I don't care what method he uses, he must get me the first-hand detailed information on the 28th, the more detailed the better, otherwise you don't need to come back to see me!"

"Yes, sir!" The secretary closed the door.

After hearing the secretary's narration, Enrique Wayne frowned and pondered for a while, then picked up the mobile phone and the unfinished hamburger on the table, and went out.

"Hello, Angulo?" Wayne took out his phone and dialed a number as he went downstairs. After hearing the reply from the other end, he continued: "I'm Wayne, am I free? - OK, I'll wait for you at the Cold Wind Cafe in half an hour."

After hearing the reply on the phone, Enrique Wien breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise he would have been kicked out of the newspaper by that nasty editor-in-chief. He actually entrusted such a difficult task to himself. Anyone who works in the media in Valencia knows Antonio.Lopez, the head coach of the youth team, is not good at anything, and is a top-notch protector. It is delusional to want to find out about his proud disciples!

Therefore, in the past few years when Antonio Lopez has been the head coach of the youth team in Valencia, no media has successfully come into contact with inside information!Note that there is no one!
However, there are policies above and countermeasures below.

Enrique Wien smiled. The Angulo on the phone just now was the maintenance worker at the training ground of the Valencia youth team.

Half an hour later, when Wayne saw his old classmate Angulo, he enthusiastically got up and shook hands, ordered two cups of coffee, took out the [-] euros he had prepared in advance, took out a paper and pen from his bag, and began to record everything Angulo said.

Two hours later

On Chris Frieda's desktop, there is detailed information on No. 28 of the Valencia youth team.

Elle?kindness?Chinese? ?interesting.

The more Chris Frieda watched, the more excited he became, because from this detailed information, we can understand that this Chinese is extraordinary. In the trial training, he actually staged a hat-trick and led the trial team to win the main youth team of Valencia. It is really interesting!Then I flipped back and saw more detailed data, so I made up my mind.

After a while, Chris Frieda ordered Enrique Wein to do Aiello's follow-up report, and then resumed his work.
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Ai Luo habitually passed by Uncle Lucas’s duty room in the morning, picked up the latest issue of Valencia Sports, and lay on Uncle Lucas’ royal chair with his legs crossed. Then he saw the photo on the headline of the sports section. The person in the photo was wearing an orange No. 28 jersey, jumping in the air to celebrate a goal. Isn’t this who he is?After pinching the thigh meat, I realized that it was really not a dream, so I shouted excitedly: "OH-MY-GOD!"

It bounced up at once, turned around and ran out of the duty room, and said to Uncle Lucas who was sweeping the floor outside: "Uncle, I can lend you a newspaper!" Then he disappeared.

Uncle Lucas was baffled by it, thinking that Ai Luo had gone to the bathroom with the newspaper.

"David, Da Diao, little black man... I'm on the headlines of the newspaper!"

"Damn it, these lazy people haven't come to training until now - I'm so excited." Looking at the empty locker room, he whispered.
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two weeks later

Herrera Jona returned from injury.

Tomorrow will be the last game before the winter break, so Antonio Lopez, as usual, announced the starting lineup for the Barcelona youth team a day earlier.

Herrera Jonah couldn't believe it, as he expected, he was officially 'expelled' from the starting lineup, waiting for Antonio.After Lopez read the starting line-up, Herrera Jonah left training early in a huff.

"Hey, the worrying thing happened." Juan Pizzi turned to see Herrera leaving.Jonah said helplessly to Antonio Lopez.

"Old buddy, this is all expected. Those who are able come first. This is a well-known motto through the ages!" Antonio Lopez only replied lightly.

"Hey, it's just a pity for Herrera's talent, hey."

"Hmph—his jealousy makes his talent worthless."

Juan Pizzi shook his head, sighed, and continued to discuss tactics for tomorrow's game with his old partner.
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"Ahem, lads, gather around..." Antonio Lopez saw that the players were arranging their equipment, and waited until it was about the same time before saying to everyone.When everyone gathered, he took the tactical board from his assistant Pizzi, and said to the 11 players in front of him: "Now let's explain the tactics to be used in the game later."

"We started preparing for the battle last week, what are we for?" Antonio Lopez asked suddenly.

Everyone was taken aback, and Ai Luo asked back: "Isn't it for the victory?"

"GOOD! We are here to win!" Antonio.Lopez looked at Ai Luo with a teachable eyes of a fool, and then continued: "So, we must win this game!"

"Whether it's to reward us for a week of hard training or to have a good Christmas, we have to win!" Antonio Lopez turned into a provocateur.

"Must win!"

All the starting players, including Ai Luo, felt like they were sharpening their knives. The fire in their hearts was ignited by the head coach. Ai Luo clenched his fists and kept cheering himself up: "No matter Messi or Professor Bu, neither can stop me from winning! Come on!!"
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On the other side is the Barcelona youth team locker room.

Crewe Sipes also seized the last bit of time to mobilize his team members, and said very seriously: "Sergio, your defensive task today is very important. Remember to assist the right side more. Valencia's No. 28 is very fast." After explaining to Butsquets, he said to the 11 players in front of him: "Don't underestimate any of your opponents. Although you are now at the top of the list, don't forget that our opponents, like us, have won four consecutive victories and their morale is booming."

'Saber' Pedro pulled over Leo Messi beside him and said softly; "The boss is really making a fuss, how can a small Valencia stop our great Barcelona?" After finishing speaking, he blinked like Messi: "Besides——we have a goal madman——Leo Messi! Hehe, right——Leo"

Messi rolled his eyes and didn't speak. Seeing the coach looking at him, he quickly elbowed Pedro who was about to speak.

Crew Sipes glanced at Pedro, who had shut his mouth, before continuing to explain tactics: "Of course, we must respect our La Masia tradition, so we still have to play with our familiar passing and running positions to keep them busy--and Sergio, pay attention to controlling the rhythm of the game, but--you can figure out how to do it yourself, and I won't interfere! I believe you can do well!"

Professor Bu stood up straight and replied loudly: "Yes, boss!"

"It is estimated that in this game, the opponent will pay attention to marking Leo, so in this game, Leo should reduce dribbling and try to use passing to solve the problem. Do not force a breakthrough unless it is absolutely necessary! Got it, Leo?" Crewe Sipes looked at Messi again.

"Understood, sir!" Messi replied with a normal expression.

Messi curled his lips secretly, and said inwardly: "The boss really wants others to destroy his prestige today, no way - at the beginning, I will give the other party a little color and let them know whose home it is!!"

Looking at Messi who bowed his head aside, Crewe Sipes shook his head, sighed, and thought helplessly that geniuses are always so unruly, thinking that he himself in the year is also like this?I couldn't help but put on a high hat for myself.
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Watching the two teams walk into the venue where the match was about to take place, Enrique Wien looked up and saw that the dark blue sky was so charming. At this moment, there were bright little stars shining in the sky. They gathered more and more, as if they were dancing on the blue carpet, and they seemed to be talking to themselves with blinking eyes.

"Wow—it's snowing." A child not far away, watching and seeing the fine snow falling from the sky, shouted loudly.

Then, under the auspices of the referee, Albiol won the right to pick the side and lost the kick-off right. Then the two teams stood in formation and waited for the referee's whistle.

Enrique Wien, who was standing in the middle of the stands, seized the time to face Aiello and Messi who were facing each other in the distance. The classic scene of "click" was recorded in the camera in his hand by the sensitive Enrique Wein.

Hehe smiled: "I believe this photo will be a good point in tomorrow's newspaper!"

(End of this chapter)