The strongest winger

Chapter 33 Intermission
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The football just lay there quietly.

It seems to be deliberately reminding the entire Bernabeu that this goal has been scored.

Three seconds later, the fluorescent screen display board at the Bernabéu Stadium displayed.

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"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Bernabéu Stadium booed again, but it is estimated that these boos were given to the Real Madrid superstars, because the loyal fans in the South Stand stopped booing first and then raised their palms!

clap clap clap-
The applause still extended, the booing gradually disappeared, replaced by deafening applause, which made Ai Luo, who entered the world wave, instinctively stunned, what happened to this world?
In fact, I don’t blame Ai Luo for being dazed, because Real Madrid fans seldom applaud for visiting team players, but Real Madrid fans are fans who really understand football. Seeing Ai Luo scoring such a wonderful volley, they instinctively puffed up their hands.

"Oh my God, what did I hear? The tricky Real Madrid fans actually applauded for the Chinese player Ai Luo? What do you think of this scene, Mr. Han?" He Wei was also stunned when he saw this scene, so he could only respectfully ask Han Qiaosheng next to him.

"Aside from the standpoint of the fans, Ai Luo's kick is really beautiful. He hit the goal without stopping the ball outside the penalty area. This requires too much skill, and this kick is full of power. I heard that Real Madrid fans are the most knowledgeable fans on the planet. I didn't admit it until now. Haha——" Han Qiaosheng shot from the side, and quickly explained the purpose of the applause from the Real Madrid fans.

"Oh my god, Ai scored a world wave, it was amazing - it was amazing... And, I take back what I said before, I am also a fan of this kid from today, this kid is so good!" Barry has taken over Hyde for the rest of the game, because Hyde's throat is completely hoarse.

At this moment, the commentators in various countries are counting the statistics. The little-known Aiello scored twice at the Bernabeu. The commentator of the Spanish National TV found various records: "HOOOOO—oh, if I remember correctly, the young Ai broke the record of the youngest player to score twice at the Bernabeu, and he is also the No.1 Asian player to score goals. Will Ai still break this record in my hands? Can he become the youngest player to score a hat-trick at the Bernabeu?" , Luis Isco, the ace commentator of Spanish National Television, was stunned by his own thoughts, but soon, he looked forward to this record, silently cheering for the young Aiello.

Come on, Ai!——
As a goal scorer, except for Casillas whose goal was pierced, he was the first Valencia player to react, so he ran crazily, crazily.

This time he is not going to celebrate alone, he wants to find the head coach Ranieri, because he wants to thank the old man well, if he insists on bringing himself before this game, otherwise he will have no chance to perform.

In a few seconds, Aiello ran from Real Madrid's penalty area to Valencia's coaching bench, then hugged Ranieri fiercely, and said loudly in his ear: "Thank you, coach!" After speaking, he went to hug other coaches. He had too many people to thank, such as assistant coach Benetti, technical coach Sendero and so on.

Almost in the blink of an eye, other Valencia team members ran over and surrounded Ai Luo and several coaches, because they were going to celebrate together. Facing the enthusiasm of so many people, Ai Luo couldn't stand it, because he found that these guys were not celebrating, they were obviously playing tricks on his handsome hairstyle!
So

He quickly broke free, ran out, and didn't stop until he could see a field of orange fans. He raised his hands above his head and clapped towards the stands. He also wanted to thank these lovely fans fiercely.

"Clap clap-"

The loyal Valencia fans who came with the team in the stands quickly responded by clapping their palms vigorously, as if their palms were no longer their own.

"You're awesome kid!"

"HOOOOO—Ai, I want to give you a baby"

"Ai - I'm your fan from today! You're so good to me, boy!!!"

Ai Luo enjoyed all kinds of compliments, turned sideways and put his right hand next to his ear, looking very intoxicated.

Is this what it feels like to be under the spotlight?
It's fucking awesome! !
I want to continue this feeling forever.

Wait, my opponents! !

"Haha, Ai seems to be a born big-time player. Look at his expression?" Assistant coach Benetti sat on the coach's bench again and said with a smile to Ranieri next to him.

"Ha - that's a must! Don't even look at who is optimistic about the player!!" Ranieri looked at Ai Luo and held out his thumb.

"Virtue!" Benetti secretly despised Ranieri next to him—
"Through the slow-motion playback, we can see that the tall and strong Englishman reacts as slowly as a sloth in front of the vigorous Ai, poor Englishman!" Through the TV playback, Barry was no longer as excited as before, and began to explain the game according to each slow-motion playback.

"Huh? It's strange. Ai seems to know where the ball will appear in advance. Let's see—he was originally going to grab the spot. When Albelda kicked off, he ran out quickly. When he ran outside the penalty area, Casillas hit the ball. In the end, we saw the scene of the goal. I have to say that this guy's judgment on the second place is extremely strong." Through the circle and arrow added by the director, Ai Luo's running position can be clearly seen, and the commentators from various countries almost This is how it was translated.

In this way, Real Madrid temporarily fell behind Valencia [-]-[-] at home. At this moment, the fans of Valencia are happy. They have even begun to prepare for Ai Luo---the false title of super rookie king.

"Beep-beep-beep--!"

Due to the blow at the last moment of work, Real Madrid was a little stunned by Ai Luo's ball, and then did not organize an effective attack. As time passed bit by bit, the referee blew the whistle to end the first half.

The two teams then entered the locker room.
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After returning to the locker room, Casillas was in a daze. Obviously, he was worried about the two conceded goals in the first half. If the second goal was temperless, then the first goal hurt his self-esteem the most.

"Igor, it's okay-the two goals scored have nothing to do with you, don't blame yourself, I promise you-we will definitely score in the second half, we will definitely! We will not let the team from the Valencia region win here!" Captain Raul.After Gonzalez saw Casillas' self-torture, he decisively ran forward to comfort his younger brother.

"Yes, Igor! That ball has nothing to do with you. It's because I'm marking people. Don't worry! That kid won't be complacent in the second half! Believe me!!" Woodgate also stepped forward to admit his mistake and assured Casillas.

Casillas is a player who is not good at expressing, but it can be seen from his eyes that he has regained his fighting spirit and is the invincible 'Saint Igor'!
He clenched his fists and made a crisp sound!

That's right!I am the invincible Saint Igor! !
"Clap"

When Luxenberg and his assistant entered the locker room, they just saw that the players were comforting the goalkeeper Iker Casillas, and felt very relieved. This saved a time for comforting the goalkeeper, and the rest of the time can be handed over to the tactical arrangement of the second half.After sorting out his thoughts, he took the tactical board, clapped his palms, and signaled the players to gather around.

As the captain of the Galactic Battleship, Luxenberg still seemed unqualified, because he clapped his hands to signal the team members to come over. The superstars who were doing their own things obviously didn't care so much about him, and walked over slowly after finishing their own things.

Luxenberg frowned when he saw it, but he couldn't help it. There are unwritten rules at the Bernabeu. Superstars have more rights than the head coach. If there is a conflict between the coach and the superstar, the coach will [-]% go!
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On the other hand, Valencia's side is much more harmonious, and the main players have once again taken a fancy to Ai Luo's hair, looking like they will not give up until they mess up his hairstyle.

"Ai, continue to work hard in the second half! The defense has us!! We must score another goal in the second half and perform a hat-trick!" Captain Baraja was the first person to step up to encourage Ai Luo, then slapped him on the shoulder, and finally ravaged his hair.

"The last ball is so fucking beautiful! I believe you have conquered thousands of aunts with that ball! Haha——" This is the words of the starting forward Ferrer. In addition to praising Ai Luo, he naturally ravaged Ai Luo's hair.

Mom!I don't care what my hair does if I score a goal!

Come to my feet if you have the ability!
Looking at Ai Luo's strange eyes, the other players continued to rub his hair until the head coach Ranieri and assistant coach Benetti entered the locker room.

"Oh!"

After closing the door, the sound from the Bernabéu stands was once again isolated from the dressing room.

"Everyone played great in the first half! It's so fucking great!! Although we played in a difficult situation for a while, we were the ones who took the lead! Why? Because this is football! Everything is possible!! Just like what Ai said-the princes and generals are so kind! I believe that we will have the last laugh in this game!" !

Afterwards, Ranieri began to draw again on the tactical board, and then explained: "We will continue to defend and counterattack in the second half." He looked up at Aiello and said, "Don't think about defending in the second half. After all, this is not what you are good at. This is your task!" With the red pen in his hand, he drew a big circle at the goal of the other half!The meaning is obvious --- your task is to score goals!

"Yes, sir!"

Ranieri nodded slightly, and continued to arrange the next tactics, "The task of the other players is still defense, of course - defense is not our main theme, because we have to catch Real Madrid's mistakes, and then give a fatal blow! Everyone who has the opportunity can bravely attack! Increase the intensity of the counterattack!!"

Ranieri also seemed to be infected by Aiello's fighting spirit and passion. This is the first time that he has made such a big change in tactics. Before that, he would never unreservedly allow more vigorous counterattacks!

(End of this chapter)