"What the hell!"

Josiko gripped the tie knot around his neck hard, and the cyan tendons on his right hand burst out obviously.

He loosened the knot of his tie, turned around and kicked the tank behind him, and walked back to the dugout in a rage.

"Garcia, didn't they lose four in a row not long ago? Why did this game beat us, so hard! ”

Josico glared at his assistant coach, eyes bigger than Brass bells.

He was a little angry.

Belch......

Garcia was depressed.

Looking above the head of the manager, Garcia could clearly see the scoreboard on the pitch.

Castilla 5:0 Atletico Las Palmas B.

Match time: 65 minutes.

Oh, my God.

The game has only played for less than 70 minutes, and five goals have already been poured in, how can this goal be played?

"Maybe it's because of him."

Garcia pointed to a frontcourt player from Castile.

Josicot turned to look.

In his line of sight, the boy in white had just passed a Las Palmas defender.

Before the second defender could come up, he sprinted again, rushed to the front of the ball, shook his shoulder, shook the defender's center of gravity, and then suddenly smashed the ball, cut inside with the ball, and did a good job of passing the second defender.

Call!

There was an exclamation from the stands.

The onlookers saw that the young man in white was like a rocket accelerator installed at his feet.

The frequency of his movements, as well as the rest of the people on the field, is obviously not on the same channel. Measured by the frequency of his feet, all the other players seem to be doing slow motion.

The players of Athletic Las Palmas couldn't guard against him at all.

"He's the one who came down from Real Madrid's first team."

Josicot looked at the Castillan boy who was playing with his defender, and he was very irritable. He wanted to go on the field and hold that nasty guy so he wouldn't pass or shoot again.

In today's game, that guy has scored four goals!

What the hell does he want?

"Well, it's him. Chinese genius, Chu. In the beginning, he was in Castile and later went to the first team. I think I just went back to Castile a few days ago. ”

The media praised him as the next Raul, but not long ago, the Catalan media outlet, Le Monde Sport, compared him to Rivera, saying that he was a parallel genius. It may have been that media report that angered him, and the result was ...... We became punching bags. ”

Garcia shook his head helplessly.

What can he do, he is also helpless.

"Damn! I didn't come back early, I didn't come back late, but I came back when I played against us. We're going to be relegated! ”

Josicot wanted to cry without tears.

It's round 31 of the league.

With seven games to go, the season is coming to an end.

Sporting Las Palmas are currently fourth from bottom in the league and are in the relegation zone.

Generally speaking, at the back end of the league, those teams that want to be relegated are more wolf-like than the other, and they play like a mountain and a river. Even those teams with higher rankings than them, playing against them, are often beaten with bruised noses and swollen faces, and complain bitterly.

This is the pressure of life and death brought about by the relegation battle.

In the face of the pressure of relegation, those teams who want to be relegated can usually burst out with a much higher combat power than their own ability.

However, this game.

It is not their opponents who are blue and swollen, but themselves, Atletico Las Palmas.

This makes their head coach Josiko not depressed.

"yes. Rayo Vallecano is much luckier than we are. They are weaker than us and are behind us, but it was also at this stadium in the last round of the league that they beat Castilla 2-0 to get the three points. ”

"In that game, Chu was still in the first team and didn't come back......"

Garcia almost cried as he spoke.

Grievance.

is also a small partner on the road to relegation, what about being an angel who guards each other for a lifetime?

Garcia's biggest injury is not that they are going to lose this game.

- Now five goals behind, losing is not suspense, suspense is just a few losses.

Garcia's most frustrating thing is that for the same relegation, the relegation opponent has advanced one round and just avoided the big devil. And they were only a few days behind, and they were beaten by the big demon king so that their mother didn't know them.

That's when it happened.

Substitutions were erected on the field.

Chu Gexia.

XXX comes on and replaces him.

Before he could see who was on the field, he only saw that Chu Ge was about to be replaced, Garcia and Josico looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes.

OMG.

That guy is finally gone!

The two coaches were so happy that they almost slipped on their knees on the turf in front of the coach's box.

Despite the fact that they are still down 0-5......

"Chu! Good performance. ”

When Chu Ge walked off the field, Zidane specially greeted him and hugged him.

"You played in the UEFA Youth League the other day, I'm afraid you're not fit enough. The game has been won, you can come down early and rest for a while. Moreover, you have passed a lot of times today, and if the opponent is broken by your mentality and starts to use lethal foul moves against you, it will not be worth it. ”

In general, Zidane didn't bother to explain.

You love to understand or not, whatever you think.

But for Chu Ge, the bald coach is very patient.

After the change, he had to hold Chu Ge's hand and explain patiently, as if he was afraid that Chu Ge would misunderstand.

Of course Chu Ge can understand.

He played a lot today.

It's been a long time since I've played a game like this.

After returning from the first team, Chu Ge obviously felt that his understanding of football was indeed stronger than before. He is more and more calm on the field, whether it is passing, passing or shooting, he is much stronger than before.

Taking the water thrown by his teammates, Chu Ge drank the water and sat on the bench.

Beside him, a teammate immediately brought a coat and draped it over his body.

In March, in Madrid, the lowest temperature in Spain is only five or six degrees Celsius, which is still very cold.

Chu Ge smiled at his teammates who handed him the coat and nodded in thanks.

He looked up at the stands.

Su Qingqing was dressed in red, which reminded Chu Ge of the eldest lady who was Su Qingqing's cos that day.

As if noticing Chu Ge's gaze, Su Qingqing beckoned to him.

Behind Su Qingqing is a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses and a little depressed, that is Jean Renaud, the European licensed agent of Su Qingqing's agency, a Frenchman who has been working as a football agent for many years.

Around Mr. Jean Reno, there were already many men in black suits.

Chu Ge knew that those were the scouts who came to watch him play.