Racing Santander is a very unknown team in Spain.

When a certain street writer saw it for the first time, he directly recognized it as Sunderland Athletic, and he was so ashamed that he hurriedly revised it.

As a team capable of playing in La Liga, Racing Santander has never been bigger.

The team's only "glory" was perhaps in 1914 when it was awarded the name "real", the so-called Royal Team name.

Real Madrid, as it is well known to fans, is also on the list.

However, considering that there are other teams such as Real Sociedad, Real Mallorca, Real Betis, Real Sociedad and many more in Spain, this name does not have much value.

And the only thing worth mentioning in this Racing Santander team is perhaps the talented right winger Benayoun from Israel, who went on to become a player for Liverpool.

Other than that, there really isn't much worth mentioning about this team.

Last season, Racing de Santander only scored 42 points in 38 rounds, beating Valladial with 41 points, and finally succeeded in relegation.

No matter how you look at it, such a team cannot be a match for Barcelona.

Before the game, the reporters didn't even bother to ask about the outcome of the match, because it was completely obvious.

The game, this is not the end of the season, the relegation teams are all trying to eat.

It's just the beginning of the season, and the importance of the big teams even getting off to a good start will not be taken lightly by the players or the coaches.

There is no possibility of losing points!

With this in mind, all the players at Barca, including the members of the coaching staff, looked relaxed.

"Diem has only just come to the team and has not played in a warm-up game yet, so in this game, I hope everyone can let him perform." Rijkaard said mildly.

"Is it necessary?" The question was asked by Zhuo Cunzhi himself.

"Don't you read the newspaper?" Eto'o screamed.

"I don't like to read newspapers." Zhuo Cunzhi shook his head.

"Is there anything up there?" Zhuo Cunzhi asked again.

"It's better that you don't want to know." Eto'o put his arm on Zhuo Cunzhi's shoulder and said with a smug expression.

Then, Eto'o leaned into Zhuo Cunzhi's ear and whispered, "It's about racial discrimination." ”

Zhuo Cunzhi's face changed suddenly.

"This kind of thing, the person in charge here doesn't care?" Zhuo Cunzhi asked.

It is not that there is no racial discrimination in Germany, but this kind of thing must not be put on the surface, and the reports that appear in the major media are even more resolute to cut off the relationship with racial discrimination.

Hearing Zhuo Cunzhi's question, Eto'o's face suddenly became serious.

"In Spain, racism is on the surface!"

For a moment, Eto'o's face turned extremely hideous.

"That's how I've been in Spain for the past few seasons."

The next moment, Eto'o burst out laughing.

"Of course, if you don't watch the news, you won't be so upset."

Hearing this, Zhuo Cunzhi didn't feel a little relaxed.

"Why don't you get out of here?" Zhuo Cunzhi asked.

I've been plagued by racism for several seasons, so wouldn't it be good to just change places?

There are five major leagues in Europe!

"There are five major leagues in Europe, but the best ones are La Liga and Serie A!" Eto'o's eyes were like a torch, "I want to prove that I am the best, how can I escape!" ”

"Besides, that place in Serie A is similar to Spain in terms of racial discrimination."

Zhuo Cunzhi's brows furrowed deeply again.

Two of the best leagues in football look so glamorous from the outside, but if you live there with yellow or black skin tones, you are destined to feel all kinds of injustices under this glamour.

"If you transfer in the future, don't go to Rome! Especially don't go to Lazio! Suddenly, Eto'o accentuated his tone, "There is the most serious discrimination there, and to buy us yellows and blacks is to definitely abolish us!" ”

You know, now the captain of Lazio is a Nazi!

"Rest assured, at our current value, they won't cost that much." Eto'o patted Zhuo Cunzhi on the shoulder and laughed instead.

He also saw Zhuo Cunzhi's heavy face and tried to liven up the atmosphere.

Glancing at Eto'o, Zhuo Cunzhi suddenly said, "Samuel, thank you." ”

"We're companions!" Eto'o smiled even brighter.

Zhuo Cunzhi then understood what Eto'o meant by his companions.

"Diem, because you only came here in August, there are a lot of doubts about you now." Seeing that Eto'o had almost clarified the situation, Rijkaard interjected.

"Barcelona has suppressed the news for you, but our PR power is limited after all." Rijkaard said solemnly.

Zhuo Cunzhi nodded.

Now he has a deep understanding that Spain is not Germany, and the media here is very undisciplined.

In Germany, the media knows what the news is hurting to the players, so it will be reined in.

However, in Spain, Zhuo Cunzhi can only hope that they will not be too ruthless when they fall into the ground.

The best thing to do is to never give them a chance to fall into the trap!

"In this game, we will do our best!" Zhuo Cunzhi said seriously, "Please help me too." ”

"Little things~~" Xiao Luo shook his fingers and smiled absently.

He is not afraid that Zhuo Cunzhi's outstanding performance will threaten his core position, and after last season's savior-like performance, his central position at Barcelona is already unshakable.

And as he spoke, it was impossible for other Barcelona players to have an opinion, even the players of the Spanish gang were verbally supporting Zhuo Cunzhi.

Although we have different positions, we have the same goal now, at least now, which is to work for the revival of Barcelona!

Before accomplishing this goal, some small contradictions and disputes can be laughed over.

As for one day, when there is a problem with the team's results, and the accumulated problems suddenly explode, then the two sides may not be the current attitude.

But that's all for later.

After talking about the "tactical meeting" with no tactical arrangements, the Barcelona players came to the pitch to warm up.

The moment Samuel Eto'o walked out of the tunnel, there was a roar of boos from the stands.

There are also a variety of incomprehensible Spanish.

Zhuo Cunzhi didn't have much time to learn Spanish after all, and most of the focus was on football-related terminology and daily communication, and it was normal for him not to understand it.

What made Zhuo Cunzhi care was that when he walked out of the player's tunnel, he was also "honored" to enjoy the same treatment.

What made Zhuo Cunzhi even more strange was that when his eyes were on the stands, some fans felt something, raised the banana in their hands, and kept shaking it at him.

"What do they mean by that?" Zhuo Cunzhi asked.

"That means we're monkeys." Eto'o said casually, "It was a discriminatory move. ”

"And what are they shouting?" Zhuo Cunzhi asked again.

"For the sake of your current mood and future mood, I advise you not to know."

"Our team doesn't have a grudge against them, right?"

"No, they're targeting us, not the team......"