Enrique thought very well, but he didn't know that the reason why Real Madrid didn't have the advantage and didn't score at the beginning was not because they didn't have that strength, but because they didn't want to work hard.

Now that you know Enrique's thoughts, you can use it in reverse, so that Barcelona mistakenly thinks that Real Madrid is underdefeated in this game, or that the state is not good, at that time, Barcelona will definitely attack, once it is attacked, it will be easier for Real Madrid to score.

Now although they can score goals with hard work, it is too hard, which is not suitable for Real Madrid, after all, they still have the league and the Champions League to play, and if they can save some effort, then they should save some effort.

Winning the league ahead of schedule won't make it easy for Real Madrid, as they still have to work hard to win it all.

Of course, Real Madrid didn't deliberately expose the flaws, that would be too fake, Enrique is not a fool, he can definitely see it, so there has to be a better opportunity, and when that opportunity comes out, then the flaws will be inadvertently exposed, that's fine, don't say he's Enrique, he can be fooled even if it's anyone, after all, Barcelona wants to win, they don't want to defend to the end.

……

In the blink of an eye, twenty minutes have passed, Real Madrid's attack still has not improved, in the eyes of outsiders, Lin Yu is very hard, and his teammates are also working hard, but today is a little unlucky, and the attack has not been able to score.

Then, naturally, because they couldn't score for a long time, some players started to get impatient, such as David at the back. Louis.

He has never been a man who keeps to himself. Although he is in the position of central defender, he has the heart of a striker.

See David. Luiz started to get in and assist frequently. Enrique finally smiled, believing that his plan had succeeded.

Regardless of the other players. It is enough to have this one weakness, and then it is time for Barcelona to launch a counter-attack.

It has to be said that Enrique's observation of the game is still nuanced. The anxiety and anger on Louis's face, he could see it clearly, so he had the above judgment.

It's a pity that he got a little bit wrong, and that's David. Louis really didn't plug in today. He seems to be eager, but in fact he is just putting on a show, in order to lure Barcelona into the bait.

It's fitting to use him as bait, because his personality is suitable for bait.

If it were Lin Yu, Modric, or Varane, maybe Enrique wouldn't believe it, but David. Luis: He really doesn't doubt it.

On the sidelines, Enrique suddenly waved his hand. He gave the order to fight back.

David. Luiz's reckless attack, coupled with Enrique's belief that Real Madrid, who had been attacking for twenty minutes, must have had a physical problem, so it is most appropriate to launch an attack now, and it will definitely be able to catch Real Madrid off guard.

And yet next. What he saw was nothing like what he had imagined.

Almost instantly, there was a subtle change in Real Madrid's formation, with Luka Modric making a cameo at centre-back. David Luiz moved to the central midfield position, albeit with a slight change. But Real Madrid, which originally produced a loophole, quickly closed the loophole.

Not only that, but Iniesta, who broke through with the ball, was only slightly stunned. The ball was David. Louis a very good shovel.

Pogba got the ball and then passed it to Reuss, who plugged it through, and the ball cleverly penetrated the defense that Barcelona had pressed, and then saw Lin Yu's figure rushing out.

"Offside!"

How Enrique wished the ball was offside, but unfortunately he was disappointed, when Lin Yu started, there was still a full position away from the offside position, and the reason why he dared to do this was because his start speed was fast enough, and there was no need to risk the offside position to insert it, which might waste a great offensive opportunity.

In the stands, the Barcelona fans booed everywhere, as if they were embattled, but it's a pity that Lin Yu is not Xiang Yu.

Lin Yu has the courage to meet Wanfu, but he has more brains than Xiang Yu, and he will not lose his square inch in fear because he is embattled.

Enrique's heart was beating violently, and his whole body felt bad.

Single-knife ball!

Lin Yu's single knife ball, will this not be scored?

Enrique hoped that Lin Yu would not enter, but was that possible?

……

"Royce sent a beautiful through ball, Lin Yu successfully countered offside, and now the only one who can stop Lin Yu is goalkeeper Bravo, but can he block it?"

Lin Yu waved his hands arrogantly while running, just like Bolt dared to slow down in the last stage of the 100-meter sprint, which was absolute confidence in himself.

His hands are used to provoke the fans of Barcelona, and since they are embattled, then I will listen to this as a song, come on, when the storm comes more violently.

Bravo was nervous to death at this time, he had already scolded in his heart, what is this, isn't it clear that we were going to launch a counterattack just now, why did it suddenly become Real Madrid to launch a counterattack, this is Lin Yu's single knife, and he still doesn't let people live?

……

When he arrived next to Bravo, Lin Yu suddenly grinned, that smile was obviously very sunny, but in Bravo's opinion, that smile was terrifying, like a devil with a bloody mouth pounced on him.

This is a mockery!

It's sarcasm!

It is even more blatant contempt!

Bravo felt that his dignity was being challenged, he couldn't take it anymore, he felt like he was out of control.

So, he yelled and pounced on Lin Yu, his target was not the football but Lin Yu himself, as long as he could knock Lin Yu down, most of the balls would not go in.

Bravo thought he would be a hero, but in reality, he became a laughing stock and a clown.

When he pounced, Lin Yu was gone, because Lin Yu had already predicted that he would do that. So moved ahead of time, Bravo pounced. It's just turf and air.

Lin Yu Shi Ran took a few steps forward with the ball, and then looked back at Pique and Mascherano, who had given up the chase. Once again, he showed his smile that was bright and sunny, but in fact it was hateful.

Then, with a heel slam, the ball slowly rolled into the goal.

This process is like a nightmare, it's like a continuous heartbreak, if the ball goes in instantly, it's okay, the pain is just that moment, but the goal goes in very slowly. It's very confusing.

So the pain will naturally last longer! It's even more painful.

……

Enrique looked at this scene stupidly, he thought of everything, prepared everything, and even said something wrong to the media with an old face to paralyze Real Madrid, but at the end of the day, he still couldn't block Real Madrid's goal, and he still couldn't stop Lin Yu's goal.

He looked up at the electronic scoreboard, and it was the twenty-first minute of the first half, the minute he ordered his team to launch a counterattack.

Suddenly, he understood. He was tricked, he was tricked solidly, Real Madrid had already seen through his intentions, and was waiting for him to take the initiative. As a result, he sent it to the side of someone else's mouth and let someone else bite it hard.

Bastard!

Brute!

Shit!

Bastard!

Enrique seemed to want to curse all the expletives in an instant, because he was already furious. All his efforts, all his efforts. It felt like it was all scrapped in an instant.

I've worked hard for so long, and I'm obviously very confident in it. The last is so vulnerable, can he not be angry? It would be strange if he wasn't angry.

He suddenly saw that Lin Yu was smiling at him, that smile was so hateful that his teeth itched, he really wanted to go up and beat this guy hard, so that this guy knew that he was not easy to mess with.

But can you really beat Lin Yu in a fight?

He was suddenly a little discouraged, the game couldn't be compared, there was no hope of fighting, he was really living enough, what the hell was this, he was going crazy, was there anything more depressing and devastating than this?

……

Lin Yu didn't pay attention to Enrique's expression and anger anymore, he ran to the sidelines, ran to the closest place to the Barcelona fans, and then shrugged his shoulders at those people, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Although this action is not too indecent, such a provocation is real, and the angry scolding and boos of the Barcelona fans are like a storm coming at him, and he feels like crazy.

But Lin Yu smiled and crossed his hands on his hips, like a bastard who was angry and didn't pay for his life.

Real Madrid's team-mates ran over and surrounded him, and then everyone got down on one knee in front of him, which made him look a little more serious.

"He's the king of the Bernabeu, but today he's at the Camp Nou!"

In front of the TV, the fans of Real Madrid are going crazy, the things that Lin Yu did to the Barcelona fans are exactly what they dream of, they want to do that, but they don't have that ability, they also want to let their favorite players do that, but there is really no player like Lin Yu.

Today, they have gotten what they wanted, and more than once.

Suarez, Messi, Neymar, Iniesta, what a strong lineup, but they can only watch Lin Yu arrogant there at this time, but they are helpless.

They wanted to beat the damn guy to death, but they couldn't do anything about it, it was like suffering from sin, suffering from their souls.

What Enrique said before the game was all a ridiculous joke at this point.

Revenge?

Beat Real Madrid?

Winning the Copa del Rey?

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, only an idiot would be so delusional.

……

At this time, Zidane smiled and looked at the press gallery not far behind, the group of reporters had laughed at him before this game for being a cowardly coward, obviously a giant, but wearing armor.

But now he wants to tell those idiots that as long as they can make Real Madrid win, as long as they can win the championship, even if they can be a coward, so what? He doesn't care at all, because he cares more about the team's results in his heart, not those media idiots! (To be continued......)