The chapter title should be: Champions Cup (4)

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"Hey, I know you, when I played in the U18 league the year before last, many people mentioned you to me, but I didn't expect us to meet here", a fine little Zhengtai said to Makqin.

Mackin had a sense of superiority, he knew that Wilshere was not tall, and he would be a head taller than him in the future.

The year before, when they played for the Under-18s, they were hailed by many in the industry as the two best midfielders of the class.

"Hey, Jack, have you found your Black Pearl?" , Makqin said with a smile.

“……”

"Haha", Mackin stretched out his hand, "Just kidding, Mark harder, I admire your skills~"

......, and how often you get hurt.

"Smack", Wilshere high-fived him, "You played well, but we won this game"

He thought for a moment and nodded, "Good luck to you!" ”

“……”

is really a prince who doesn't grow up, Ma Qin turned his head and went back, his brother's eyes are the sea of stars~

This year they are sixteen and fifteen.

Ten years later, there was only one man twenty-six.

You, you don't deserve my attention and stay yet......

Julie sat in the stands, and if the U18 won the championship, it would be news, and she could write about it in her column.

Since the beginning of the year, she and Mackin hacked the American duo together, and they haven't been in contact much since, Julie doesn't want to see Mack, and Mackin doesn't think about her.

That period of time has really become what everyone needs.

The BBC threw an olive branch to her, the host's future was tempting her, and her column in the Echo newspaper has been a little tepid since the last fire.

Nothing else, hollow chest and brain.

How can there be so much news to write about? Normally, she can't write deeply.

If Liverpool win the title, they can dig a little deeper, well, and Mark and that rich girl, she thought.

If Ma Qin knew that she had this idea, it was estimated that a Nine Heavens Divine Thunder would have slashed her to death right now~

There were more spectators in the stadium than in the previous two games, and there were about a few thousand people, and the cheers were a bit exciting, and the spectators were indispensable for competitive matches.

If he reaches the final, Makqin estimates that the audience can reach tens of thousands.

"Toot ~", the semi-finals of the Champions Cup, Liverpool vs. Arsenal, officially began.

Arsenal's style of play is really like that of Spain, and the players are particularly fond of small-scale technical coordination and quick pace of their feet.

Backwards and turns.

"Steady, don't blindly grab it", Hugh finally stood on the sidelines, it was two decisive battles.

Wilshere is their brain.

Perhaps stimulated by Mackqin's attitude before the game, he kept taking the ball to attack Mackqin's area at the beginning.

Damn, do you still have this effect by saying two words?

I can't resist others, your little body~, Makqin finally toughened up.

"Oh~", an exclamation from the stadium.

Arsenal was dazzled by a few consecutive kicks, and was about to penetrate Liverpool's back line, Mackin suddenly grabbed and broke the ball from the feet of Wilshere, who was just about to make a move.

It was a long pass with a big foot, and Valle flew up with cooperation.

Opening test!

Damn, Makqin looked at Valle, who was shoveled in the head, who is this No. 2? So fast?

He hasn't fouled yet! , first shoveled the ball off the sideline and then brought Valle down.

Valle has been defended with a target.

Wilshere got up and glanced at Mack Qin hatefully, he didn't see it, and ran to catch the throw-in.

Mackin runs a third more distance per game than his team-mates, which is why Liverpool's midfield is strong.

Responding, filling, his arrival rate is unmatched, and he is everywhere on the field.

There were a lot of people in the audience who came to him today, and his performance in the first few games really circled a lot of noodles.

Julie just heard about it, but I haven't seen Mack Qin play, I didn't expect him to play so well!

There are almost no mistakes in passing, no dead corners, pushes, knocks, picks, heels, nothing he doesn't use.

Will meet the talent, chess will meet the opponent, Arsenal's passing style has finally forced the best of him.

The instructions given to him before the break were to fight for possession in midfield.

Arsenal, who have lost their midfield, are like toothless tigers, and their current style of play is the most dangerous in the 30-meter area.

After receiving the ball, Mack did not rush forward to play, and also fell up in the midfield, Liverpool's reversal is not as complicated as Arsenal's, it is a two-sided dispatch.

But they have Mackin in it.

His current role is equivalent to the magic flute of Real Madrid in later generations, always picking the ball out and sending it to a safe place when the team can't fall.

If this kind of inverted ball is seen by Mourinho, he will definitely scoff at it and invalidate the ball!

But today's Liverpool's style of play does allow the backline not to bear Arsenal's chaotic cloak and swordplay, and the kind of arbitrary interspersing is not necessarily really defensive.

Otherwise, Arsenal would not have topped the group, which had Juventus and Bayern.

After a few minutes, the central dispatch of Mackin sent the ball to the feet of Danny, who was on the side, and played a positional battle, Deli was basically wasted, and he had to rely on Danny and Alex.

In the end, Danny made a feint to get rid of the cross and was cleared by the Arsenal defender, and Lint grabbed the second drop point and gave a header to Macklin.

Mackin did not stop the ball, half-turned and pumped flat, directly to the feet of the inserted right wing-back, and continued to attack.

"Wow~", this coquettish transfer won spontaneous applause from the stands.

Arsenal were suppressed on the pitch for a while.

Wenger and the assistant coach in the stands glanced at each other, they originally looked at Wilshere, and they were going to transfer him to the reserve team in advance next season, but they didn't expect Liverpool to have such a figure!

Arsenal Under-18 manager Bald stood on the sidelines and kept shouting loudly for the players to go out and grab up, but it was not that easy.

Finally, Alex's cross created a corner.

Mark Qin ran to take the penalty, and when he passed by Danny, he said covertly, "Answer me, tactical corner"

Danny immediately pretended to wander around the near post, saw Markin set the ball, and after the referee's whistle, he quickly stepped forward to respond.

Makqin received the ball from Danny, right in the corner of the penalty area, he looked at the crowd in the box, and with a pinch of his left foot, the ball spun and went straight to the back post.

Deli plugged in and patted the horse to arrive!

"Whew~", Mark Qin pulled and didn't pull Deli who was running, this young man was overexcited and went directly to the bench.

He grazed the post and headed the ball into the net at the back point.

"Good head! Don't wash your hair tonight, haha", said Mark Qin as he ran to the bench and grabbed Deli's golden retriever.

"Haha", he patted Makqin, "It's beautiful!" ”

"We've all scored in the front six now!" Valle jumped on Deley's back and shouted excitedly.

Really!

Arsene Wenger and Zinedine Zidane were on either side of the stands, making the same move, both shaking their heads, and the game was hung by Arsenal.

The style was restrained by Liverpool, and in the past ten minutes, Arsenal's fast passing and cutting did not hit at all, and it was completely following the rhythm of Liverpool.

Wilshere is frequent, and if he is not in the position of the front midfield, he is equivalent to abandoning seventy percent of his martial arts.

Julie trembled a little with excitement, what did she see? Liverpool's core flag for the next ten years, oh no, fifteen years!

Why did he go earlier? Looking for money with gold bars everywhere?

Throughout the first half, Arsenal played a mess, finally got the ball, and also made quick mistakes, and when they played Juventus and Bayern, they were not so embarrassed.

They are curious to know why? Could it be that Liverpool are better than them?

"The issue of style restraint," Wenger explained to the assistant coach.

"Juventus is always a defensive counter-attacking style of play, Bayern's midfield has no core, so naturally it will not have a rhythm pressure on our style, but Liverpool has a core"

"The whole team is playing to the rhythm of their number 18, what's the number 18 called, Mark? He slowed down the tempo today and the Liverpool players don't lose their defensive positions even when attacking."

"Although the efficiency is average, it seems that he intends to consume us without temper at a glance"

That's right, the players on the Arsenal field can't be fast if they want to, the moment they switch from defense to attack, they make too many passing mistakes at the back, because Liverpool's formation is not chaotic, they want to accelerate suddenly, and there are a lot of passing errors.

The rhythm, today Makqin is unintentional.

The whole team is in a rhythm, and the passing and cutting are very smooth, and everyone knows what speed to run, where to stop, and which gap to run.

Why is Arsenal messy? It's because the whole team can't quickly adjust the pace to a pace when the speed starts suddenly.

You're fast, I'm slow, and it's naturally easy to make mistakes when passing!

Marco looked relaxed, he really wanted to bring Beni Tesla over, open your big eyes and see, what is a genius!

Red, today is like a tide, endless!

Makqin felt like he was in a state of being a force to the whole team.

He knew how Valle would run.

He knows Danny's area of activity and dribbling habits.

He knew when Alex would step forward.

He knew where Lint was to fill his place.

Their previous tacit understanding, the dormancy of the reserves, and the guidance of Alonso finally allowed him to push open a door today and see the scenery inside.

A mountain can not be a mountain.

In the second half, Wilshere felt like hell, and for the fifteen-year-old, being able to come to this kind of game is enough to say that he is talented.

His technique, his play, his spirituality in England's midfield position is truly outstanding.

But today he met the state of the state of Ma Qin, he only felt a kind of powerlessness, that is a kind of control that is not on one level, he feels like he is surrounded by a net.

Tied up!

The score was still 1-0, but no one, including the crowd, thought they could equalize because the ball was in Liverpool's hands most of the time!

They wanted to press, but they couldn't, and Makqin was just past the middle circle, leading the team to fall backwards, and you were upset and had no temper.

"Toot", Wilshere finally couldn't take it anymore and tripped over him after Mack Qin passed the ball.

Honorably receive a Topaz card.

He took Elmer's hand and stood up, and Elmer said to Wilshere with a straight face: "Boy, be careful, don't feel uncomfortable"

"It's okay," he patted Elmer, then turned to an uncomfortable Wilshere and said, "Don't be impatient, kick well," and smiled at him.

He was comfortable kicking, how could he be irritated by this.

In the end, Arsenal were killed by Mark Qinsheng, and they knew that there was only one ball missing, and this ball was like a trench.

Wilshere was very frustrated, but after the game, he still came to exchange jerseys with Mackin very graciously, "Mark, congratulations, you played better today"

"Thank you", Makqin took his shirt and patted him on the shoulder, "Pay attention to protect yourself when you play football in the future, don't get hurt"

"......", why are you so familiar with this?

In fact, he was a little stunned, so he said it by the way, and his brain was still in the state of being on the field.

In the second half, he was completely obsessed with control, possession of the ball, otherwise how could the score be 1-0?

Wilshere left speechless.

"Boy, do you want to come to Real Madrid?" A voice behind him woke him up.

He turned his head and saw Zidane and a middle-aged man looking at him with a smile.

"No," he shook his head.

“……”

Zidane stretched out his hand to stop the middle-aged man's next words, and said to him with a smile: "Mark, play well, keep up the form you have today, I believe you will come to Real Madrid one day"

"Perhaps, thank you, Zidan"

Zidane patted him on the shoulder, and the middle-aged man turned and left.

"Wow......", a group of teammates pounced, "Zidane~"

"Tell me, what are you looking for?"

"It's not going to be an invitation to Real Madrid......