Green Destroyer

Chapter 87 Luck
"We're unlucky? Why?"

At the pre-match press conference on the afternoon of October 10, Valencia coach Nuno Espirito Santo asked reporters this way.

The reporter in front of him smiled:
"Because that man is going to play."

Nuno tried hard to control his facial muscles, but in the end he couldn't keep his composure.

He bowed his head and sighed:
"You are right, my luck is really bad. I will not kid myself. Atletico Madrid with Chen Hao is definitely not something we can beat. Our training task these days is how to strengthen our defense so as to reduce the number of players in the game. Lost the ball. I swear to God, it's not a smoke bomb, it's our honest thoughts."

Simeone rubbed the stubble on his chin:

"In my opinion, Nuno is still paralyzing us. In fact, my team is not in a good state. Although I have adopted a rotation lineup in the previous Champions League games, many of our main players are already very old. Fatigue is not so easy to recover from. And tomorrow night, standing opposite us is a young guard with an average age of less than 22 years old. These young people will definitely cause us trouble with their vitality!"

Nuno's face suddenly turned black.

Although he thought it was quite difficult to defeat Atletico Madrid, he still retained a bit of luck, but Simeone was so cautious that he was a little surprised.

He turned his gaze to Chen Hao, and only heard the player who had been away from the green field for more than half a month due to injury say with nostalgia on his face:

"Injuries are such a pain in the ass, I've had enough and now I... can't wait to get back on the field!
Nuno's face turned from black to white!
His team...what hope? !
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10 month 25 day.

Another game day.

The 25-year-old Lisa Bella is a ticket inspector at the Calderón Stadium. At this moment, she is wearing a signature professional smile, providing admission ticket service to every spectator who enters the ticket inspection channel.

On the electronic technology board near the entrance, the number of fans currently entering the stadium is recorded:
53888 people.

For the Calderon Stadium, which has a maximum capacity of 54207 people, this number has reached saturation-after all, a small number of seats must be set up as a safe isolation area.

Lisa exhaled lightly, and said to the colleagues around her:

"Today's audience... seems to be much more than the midweek Champions League game."

Someone answered her doubts:
"Because...that man is back!"
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"Look at the atmosphere of the stadium. Our Chinese Super League has to work hard to catch up."

Cai Zhonghua sat on the VIP seat, looking down at the fanatical fans.

Sitting next to him is Wang Jianlin, the current largest shareholder of Atletico Madrid Club. He has never been to the scene to watch the game, and he also appeared in the stands for the first time today.

As a business tycoon, he has seen countless storms and waves. He did not need to be accompanied by the Chinese Football Association for an ordinary visit, but now the domestic situation seems to be getting tighter and tighter. He is willing to take the initiative to put on some gestures, especially in the football field.

At this moment, he smiled happily:
"Yes, Cai Ju, as you know, I have always had feelings for football. Now that the domestic league is in full swing, I am also planning to re-invest in a club and contribute to the development of Chinese football."

Cai Zhonghua smiled:

"This is a good thing. On behalf of the Football Association, I welcome Wang Dong to return to football."

Wang Jianlin turned his gaze to the players from both sides entering the field, and continued:

"We also hope to build Atletico Madrid into a springboard for domestic players to go abroad. After the winter window, we will also attract Zhang Chengdong from Vallecano to provide these international players with more opportunities to play..."

Cai Zhonghua nodded slightly, but he couldn't remember what Zhang Chengdong of Vallecano looked like. -
"drop!"

The referee's whistle sounded, and the ninth round of the La Liga match officially began.

Valencia (or also known as Valencia) is of course considered a traditional strong team in Spain. Before Simeone entered Atletico Madrid, the Bat Corps' status in La Liga for the past 20 years was even slightly higher than that of Atletico Madrid, which had been relegated. At the beginning of the century, it reached the Champions League final for two consecutive years, but was defeated by two giant teams, Real Madrid and Bayern.

Last season, Valencia was second only to Atletico Madrid by one point, and ranked fourth in the standings. In the summer window of 2015, with the support of Chinese bosses, they spent 1.4 million euros to buy Rodri consecutively. Famous stars such as Ge, Negredo, Abdenur, Gomez, Cancelo, Santos, Mina, etc. are second only to Atletico Madrid who bought Chen Hao in the La Liga money burning list. Even Real Madrid and Barcelona are Overwhelmed by them.

If it is a normal season, Atletico Madrid's match against Valencia is of course a strong dialogue and a focused battle, but this game has just started 3 minutes, and it quickly turned into a half-court offensive drill for the home team!
The Bat Corps, which took the lead in kicking off, was still trying to find the loopholes in Atletico Madrid's defense. After a week of rest, Godin used a clean block to resolve their through ball, and Atletico Madrid's quick counterattack began.

It’s still a familiar routine: Gabi’s quick transfer, Cork’s precise long pass, the football bypassed the defender’s head and found Chen Hao who was going forward at high speed!

While running at high speed, he braked suddenly without warning, and just like that, he dunked the two guards who were about to block him!
Before the Valencia defenders had time to change direction, they saw Chen Hao swipe the ball sideways and shoot directly from the top of the penalty area!

1-0!

In the process of running with the ball at such a high speed, from unloading the ball to going forward, and finally pulling across people, the football never left Chen Hao's feet.

Cai Zhonghua in the stands applauded lightly.

Although he was born in table tennis and has only a little knowledge of football skills, as the helm, he also watched many important games live.But in his impression, even those big-name foreign players introduced to the Super League at a high price, no one can control the football so lightly and nimbly!

As for those domestic players, if 30% of them stop the ball within five meters of such a fast-spinning long pass, that would be quite remarkable!

The remaining 70% of the people can't even find where to pass the ball! -
"CHENNNN!"

The live announcer at the Calderon Stadium once again issued a familiar cheer, and the whole stadium was even more thunderous.

"Our golden boy is back!"

"He is the king of football!"

Griezmann smiled and ran towards Chen Hao, and the two clapped their hands vigorously.

The French probably have no complaints in their hearts now.

In this green field where strength is paramount, he and this teammate are not in the same realm at all!
Maybe after retiring, I can hug my son and tell him the story of how I watched the legendary overlord climb to the top step by step from the closest distance?
To be able to become a figure beside Legend, his luck... is good enough!
(End of this chapter)