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Chapter 16 Your shot is warming up the goalkeeper
In the domestic live broadcast room, the fans were even crazier.

"6666666!!!"

"Wow, wow, Qin Ming's goal is too cool!"

"Lu Zhuan fans, love love love!!!"

"This meow is too pretty!"

"Brother Moe, I announce that I am now a Barcelona fan┗|`O′|┛"

"If miracles have colors, it must be red and blue!!!"

The barrage in the live broadcast room made people seem to forget that this was just late at night during BJ time——

An ordinary La Liga game.

After losing top superstars like Messi this season, not only Barcelona, ​​but the entire La Liga has seen a decline in attention.

Although the game is still broadcast in China, the attention is not very high.

After all, everyone didn't know much about Qin Ming.

The excellent performance in the first two games only increased his popularity, but there is still a long way to go before he becomes popular.

However, judging from the amount of bullet screens in this game, it is probably a certainty that he will be on the hot search list.

When the sun rises tomorrow morning, those 20-year Parisian fans who have canceled their attention on Barcelona because of Messi's transfer, I am afraid that their intestines will be regretful.

And at this time on the court, Qin Ming was also enjoying the deep love from his teammates.

Start with Alba, then De Jong, then Pique.
Every teammate was like a wild beast rushing to eat, roaring wildly and throwing him to the ground fiercely.

"Bro, do you know what you're doing?"

"Mommy Falk, you're a fucking genius!!!"

"Are you from Mars?"

Even Ter Stegen, who has always been calm, ran from the backcourt, pulled the close-up camera that was shooting at Qin Ming, and yelled frantically:

"Oh man, look here! Take your goddamn camera, shoot it right here!!!"

The thin and young Qin Ming had obviously never seen such a scene before, and he seemed at a loss like a child in the face of his teammates' overwhelming enthusiasm.

The pendants weighing nearly 200 kilograms one after another on his body made him almost out of breath.

His physical fitness has bottomed out, even if the adrenaline is rushing at this moment, he is already at the end of his strength.

He had to do his last bit of strength, break free from the loving hugs of his teammates, and made a gesture to Koeman in the coaching area to ask for a substitution.

A few minutes later, the fourth official raised his placard.

The DJ at Camp Nou announced the numbers on the electronic cards in his high-pitched voice:
"Coming soon, No. 9, Braithwaite!"

"The one who was replaced was our cutest player today, No. 51, Qin—"

"Qin!"

"Qin!!"

The DJ yelled "Qin" three times in a row, and the sound pierced the speaker at a very high frequency, piercing through the back of the paper.

Circle after circle of sound waves rippling above the Nou Camp Stadium, as if possessing breathtaking magic power, every audience in the stadium followed the sound and stood up.

"Qin!"

"Qin!!"

"Qin!!!"

All the audience shouted this Chinese character loudly, clapping their hands vigorously to the rhythm, as if they were doing their best on a pilgrimage.

This shocking scene made the temperature of Camp Nou suddenly rise to boiling point.

Gollum, Gollum!
The breath of invisible bubbles bursting in the air, along with the enthusiasm of the audience, was silently floating in every corner of the Nou Camp.

Under the spotlight, where all eyes meet.

The exhausted Qin Ming was slowly walking towards the perimeter of the court step by step.

Every time he took a certain distance, he applauded the audience with great interest.

The audience supports you, and you respond to the audience. This is also the basic etiquette on the court.

The Valencia players also seemed to be shocked by this scene, for a moment they forgot the fact that the team was already two goals behind.

When Qin Ming slowly passed by them, he didn't urge Qin Ming to leave quickly.

Instead, one by one, they all stretched out friendly palms to Qin Ming.

"Brother, you are amazing!"

When Qin Ming walked to the sidelines, Braithwaite hugged him and praised him in his ear.

This Danish teammate is relatively introverted and usually belongs to the type of person who rarely talks.

Qin Ming nodded slightly, and replied:
"Come on, Hala!"

However, to Qin Ming's surprise, Koeman rushed over from the coaching area before he reached the bench area, and hugged him in his arms.

"That's great, you brat!"

"Are you really—"

"real--"

“Really amazing!!!”

Qin Ming looked at Coman with tears in his eyes and an excited expression on his face, feeling a little embarrassed.

He could only touch his head in embarrassment and let him hold it like this.

Fortunately, the fourth official came over and warned Koeman not to stand outside the coaching area. The 50-year-old Dutchman reluctantly let him go.

Qin Ming returned to the end of the bench, and his teammates gave him high fives.

There is less than half an hour left in the game on the court.

Valencia, who scored two goals, seemed to have been hit hard mentally, losing the fighting spirit that had caused Barcelona some headaches before, just like a deflated balloon.

The Valencia midfielders Soler and Voss, who re-entered the game, were obviously not as active as before, and their movements were not as fast as before.

The midfielder reduced the pressing intensity, and Busquets and others finally took a good breath.

But when Barcelona unloaded the burden, Valencia didn't feel so good.

Busquets, who is much calmer, firmly grasped the control of the midfield, connecting short passes, dispatching long passes, and behind the pick pass, Busquets used his skillful [-] martial arts to his heart's content.

In the shadow of swords and swords, Valencia's defense is like a flat boat in a stormy sea, crumbling.

Although the head coach Bodalas has rich experience in La Liga coaching and has tried several substitutions and adjustments, Valencia, who has lost his fighting spirit, has no way to fight back.

After a while, Barcelona accounted for nearly [-]% of the possession rate.

Under this absolute suppression, Griezmann also showed his strength worth 1.2 million euros.

With the sound of drums and heavy hammers, Griezmann opened the door of Valencia in the 75th and 84th minutes respectively, unlocking the achievement of scoring twice.

Although Depay still didn't break the egg, but this time he contributed an assist to Griezmann, and everyone can be regarded as happy.

Back to the Barcelona dressing room after the game, the atmosphere was very festive.

A 4:0 victory made everyone so excited that they temporarily forgot about their lagging behind in the standings.

Griezmann, who scored twice, was talking on the phone with his girlfriend. Seeing his beaming face, he knew that he was bragging about how beautiful his two goals were today.

Alba and Garcia, who are both Spaniards, are chatting with each other about some trivial matters in Spanish.

Only Pique, who has the most lively personality and the highest status in the team, dares to molest other teammates without any scruples.

"What Memphis wasn't able to do in practice the other day, it did well on the court today, didn't it?"

Pique pointed at Depay and said with a smile.

The young Pedri was like Pique's supporter, and asked funnyly:

"Oh, Peake, what do you mean by that?"

Pique grinned, showing his entire set of teeth.

"His shot in training was terrible, but he had a great shot today!"

"Wow!!"

Busquets and others couldn't help laughing when they heard Pique's words.

It turned out that what Pique was talking about was that Depay hit the post with a shot in today's game, and almost scored a goal.

Knowing that Pique was teasing himself, Depay shrugged his mouth in embarrassment:

"Isn't that just a little bit worse?"

"It's only a little short!"

Speaking of Depay, he also used his thumb and index finger to make a very short distance.

Pique deserves the title of "big mouth" and continued to make up for Depay:

"Do you remember when I was training, I always told you—"

"Your shot is actually warming up the keeper, bro!"

As soon as Pique said this, the entire locker room couldn't hold back.

Even Braithwaite, who is not very communicative, leaned forward, hugged his stomach and laughed.

However, Qin Ming couldn't feel the active atmosphere in the locker room at this time.

Because he, as the official MVP of La Liga, is being interviewed by reporters in the interview area.

　emmmmm, please collect, please recommend tickets~~
　　


(End of this chapter)