Chapter 3 Fried meatballs
Qin Ming noticed Trippier's right leg sweeping over, and his slightly raised left foot fell instantly.

With a light tap of the left foot on the ball, the ball, which was spinning forward at high speed, stopped instantly.

Qin Ming pushed the ball with his right foot to his left foot, turned his body at a right angle, and pushed the ball forward with his left foot.

The ball went along the bottom line, avoiding Trippier's sweep!

"Oh my God! What do I see?"

"Fried meatballs, this is fried meatballs!"

"Is Andres back?"

As Andres Iniesta's famous stunt, croquettes have brought many unforgettable memories to Camp Nou fans.

However, since he traveled across the ocean three years ago to join the J-League Vissel Kobe, such a scene has never been staged at the Nou Camp.

How many times when Barcelona faced difficulties and could not open up the situation, the fans of Camp Nou always longed for the midfield magician to perform magical magic again from the bottom of their hearts.

However, everything is so far away!

Gradually, gradually, everyone began to accept this fact.

This team that once stood on top of the world has really lost that great soul midfielder.

Today, however, a young man from the East, with his iconic movements, once again awakened people's long-lost memories.

"Iniesta!"

"Iniesta!"

"Iniesta!"

At this moment, countless red and blue flags converged into a tumbling ocean, shouting this long-unheard name together.

Some people roared excitedly, some laughed wildly with joy, and some people's eyes began to moisten.
Qin Ming on the court seemed to feel the excitement, and his steps became more flexible.

After passing Trippier, Qin Ming now has two choices.

Choose to hit the goal from a small angle, or choose a low pass to find a teammate.

As one of the best goalkeepers in the world, Oblak occupied the near corner of the goal in a very short time.

Qin Ming knew that if he challenged the man who won the La Liga MVP last season with his current shooting skills, he would not gain anything.

Without thinking at all, Qin Ming quickly kicked out the ball with his left foot.

The ball stuck to the ground and swept across the turf at an astonishing speed.

In the eyes of everyone, the ball passed through Savage's bottom plate, and also passed through Aguero's bottom wall.

At the top of the arc, he accurately found another Barcelona central midfielder, Frankie De Jong!

Right foot, non stop ball.

Putt burst!

The ball was like a fired shell, drawing a strange arc in the air, only hanging on the upper right corner of the goal.

"Goal again! Goal, Goal, Goal, Goooooooooooooal!"

It took a few seconds for the Nou Camp DJ to recover from the shock, screaming with all his might.

De Jong also opened his arms and roared into the sky.

His career has been rocky since he joined Barcelona from Ajax two years ago.

In recent years, Barcelona's top management has been turbulent, the head coach has changed frequently, a large number of veterans have left the team, and their performance has been declining day by day.

Some extreme fans blamed the team's defeat on the young leader.

The offense is weak, the defense is out of position, and De Jong is useless in the eyes of some fans.

However, they forgot that De Jong's two midfield partners, one is the fledgling Pedri, and the other is the rather old Busquets.

He not only has to make up for the gap left behind Pedri's attack, but also helps Busquets, who has weak mobility, to cover the entire midfield as much as possible.

The 24-year-old young midfielder has to endure unreasonable abuse from some extreme fans while taking on too many responsibilities.

The repressed emotions have been sealed up in the heart of this introverted big boy for too long.

De Jong's roar after scoring a goal is not only a celebration of scoring, but also a message to those fans who squinted at people——

"I'm still that De Jong!"

"I'm still the De Jong who won the Eredivisie MVP, the Eredivisie's best youth player, and the UEFA Europa League's best youth player!"

De Jong's resentment, mixed with the unrestrained DJ sound, completely detonated the entire Camp Nou.

At this time, the commentator Zhan Jun in the live broadcast room was also completely shocked by this goal.

"A delicate croquette is outstanding, Qin Ming once again defeated Trippier!"

"This time his breakthrough made another victory for the team. This is also Frankie De Jong's first goal of the season!"

There was a smile on Zhan Jun's face, and he was sincerely happy for his compatriot.

The barrage in the live broadcast room was also tumbling crazily again.

"Wo Caooooooooooo!!!"

"This is extraordinary, it's simply too awesome!"

"Hahaha, crossing Trippier is as easy as crossing the road!"

"Where did the brother who wanted to brush the rocket just now go?"

Regarding De Jong's goal, several families are really happy and some are worried.

The rest area of ​​Barcelona was full of laughter, and the cheering players and coaches seemed to forget that Barcelona was still one goal behind.

On Atletico Madrid's side, Simeone was silent and his face was ashen.

He waved his hand and signaled a player on the bench to come over. He was planning to make a substitution.

"Atletico Madrid chose to make a substitution. Felipe on the 18th came on and replaced Carrasco on the 21st!"

The live commentary on the Spanish channel smiled shyly when he saw Simeone's arrangement.

"It was not a matchup, Simeone chose to replace the left winger with a centre-back."

“场上的阵型由此前的4-3-3,也变成了5-4-1。在西蒙尼的指挥下,科雷亚已经退到了第二条防守线上,他现在是一名右前卫!”

Another commentator even laughed out loud.

"Since winning the league title last season, I haven't seen Simeone adopt such a conservative tactic for a long time."

"Atletico Madrid still maintains the lead, but Simeone has to defend a victory with 5 defenders."

"It seems that this magical oriental boy who just played in Barcelona made him feel a lot of pressure!"

"Hahaha!"

On Atletico Madrid's side, there are many people who can't laugh.

Simeone was standing on the sidelines in a white shirt, yelling with his thick red neck, and kept gesticulating to the players with his hands, and the black suit jacket he was wearing before had been thrown to nowhere.

As the captain of the team, Oblak also understands very well that the current situation of the team is very dangerous.

He didn't blame Trippier, who has repeatedly become a breakthrough, he just patted the defender on the shoulder, reminding him to concentrate and don't make mistakes again.

Trippier's face was extremely ugly, without saying a word, he stared closely at No. 51 in the distance, his eyes were full of anger.

In the past 5 minutes, he was continuously broken by this thin kid, who stepped on his head and completed two assists.

For Trippier, the two amazing dribbles and assists were insults that were difficult to wash away.

If Atletico Madrid fails to take all three points in this game, I am afraid I will be nailed to the pillar of shame and whipped endlessly!
The midfield kicked off again, and Atletico Madrid's defense shrunk even tighter.

The midfield defense composed of Saul, Koke, Llorente and Correa no longer rushed forward, but tightly entangled Barcelona's midfielders holding the ball.

Whether it is De Jong, Busquets or Pedri holding the ball, there will always be two Atletico Madrid defenders around him at the same time.

Time and time again the ball was forced back to the centre-back despite the continued patient play of the Barcelona midfield.

Unfortunately, in the last few minutes, Barcelona failed to create another offensive opportunity.

As the referee sounded a sharp whistle, Barcelona finally lost the game at home with a score of 2:3.

However, the emotions of the players on the field and the audience at the scene were very high.

Both Aguero and De Jong walked into the player tunnel with their chests upright, and the audience also gave warm applause.

Such scenes are rare.

Due to the team's poor record in the previous rounds of the league, the players were greeted with more boos.

Today, after the team fell into a headwind, the tenacious spirit displayed by the team made the audience willing to cheer for them.

Of course, the team's headwind output in this game, the biggest highlight is Qin Ming, who hasn't played for a long time.

The loudest applause erupted from the Camp Nou as he walked through the tunnel.

The audience didn't know his name, but they chanted his jersey number in unison.

"51!"

"51!"

"51!"

At that moment, the high voice of Camp Nou made people temporarily forget the loss of this game, and it also gave people more confidence in the future of the team in the fog.

(End of this chapter)

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