At this time, in Catalonia's Chinatown, the always good Chinese restaurant has a rare sign that is closed, and the door is closed, so that people don't know what is going on inside.

"Male father, come on, come on, the baby son's game is about to begin." In the room on the second floor, Hua Wanli greeted with an anxious face.

"It's coming, it's coming. I just got this cold cucumber ready, and we'll eat it while we see it. ”

Hearing his wife's words, Ying's father hurriedly walked into the room with an iron plate, even wearing an apron, and he didn't have time to take it off.

"Hey, did you say your son can play today?" Seeing that there were no players on the Mestalla stadium on the TV, Ying Father breathed a sigh of relief and said. He just heard his wife's cry, and he thought his son had appeared.

However, given Hua Wanli's status in the family, he didn't dare to criticize two sentences, but asked instead.

"How do I know, this leather boy doesn't know how to make it clear on the phone. Still, that's my precious son, and it will do. Hua Wanli, who has always been gentle and gentle, said proudly, looking a little proud.

The young father on the side listened to his wife's words and didn't say anything, just nodded approvingly.

The two looked proud of being parents, and they didn't hide it at all. If the hero sees this scene, he will probably have a sour nose.

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"Hurry up, kung fu kid, let's warm up." Captain Albelda reminded with a smile as he watched the hero still stunned at the jersey. As a person who has come over, he certainly understands the mixed feelings of the hero at this time.

"Okay, Captain." After nodding to Albelda with some embarrassment, the hero quickly began to change his jersey.

In a few moments, he changed into his jersey. Then, he couldn't help but look around curiously, the secrets of the locker room were still a secret to the heroes who came here for the first time. He was curious about it.

At this time, the whole team had already changed their jerseys, put away their belongings, and locked them in the cabinet. Among them, the team's main goalkeeper Canizares attracted the attention of the hero.

The hero saw him take out a box of hairspray from the cupboard, and then temporarily took care of his hair, which was in the spotlight of the outside world, slowly. This time, he got himself a non-mainstream sky-high hairstyle.

The hero was a little curious about this, shouldn't the hair have been done before departure, and why didn't Benitez say anything when he saw it.

However, curiosity is curiosity, and the hero did not ask. Because his relationship with Canizares is not close, this is not to say that the two have contradictions, but the reason why they did not talk at all.

With a unique hairstyle, a handsome face, and a lonely look, Canizares almost had to put the cold second son on his forehead. With such an image of him, the hero naturally regards him as an unsociable and unsociable person. In addition, the other party is still a meritorious veteran of Valencia, and as a newcomer, he naturally does not dare to approach rashly.

Albelda, who was on the side, saw the hero's surprised eyes and took the initiative to explain: "That's an old habit in Santiago. After doing so for the first time, he saved two penalties in quick succession in the following games. After that, he did it every time before the game."

I see, the surprise in the hero's eyes turned into a clear understanding.

There is nothing surprising about this, when he was still in La Masia, he knew that such things were very common among professional athletes.

For example, AC Milan's midfielder Genaro Gattuso reads aloud in the dressing room before each play. He believes that this will calm him down and allow him to play well. It didn't matter what you read, what you read in the dressing room, a newspaper, a football pamphlet or a book, where he once recited Dante's Divine Comedy, and in that game he scored a brilliant volley.

An even more famous example of this happened in the England national team. At the 1966 World Cup on home soil, their captain Bobby Moore was always the last to put on his pants. Once, a player named Martin Peters joked with him and took his own off when he put his pants on. As a result, Bobby Moore saw it and immediately took off his pants, and waited until Peters put them back on before he pulled them on. As a result, England eventually managed to win the trophy in that World Cup, winning their first and only World Cup title.

"You should go and boast about Santiago's hairstyle, he likes it when others do it." Albelda, who was on the side, suddenly said meaningfully.

The hero, who understood the captain's intentions as soon as he heard it, smiled at him gratefully, then walked up nervously and said, "Santiago, you have a cool hairstyle and are handsome. ”

"Oh, thank you, Kung Fu Kid. Do you have any favorite hairstyles? I just like it very much," Canizares smiled happily and then pulled the hero and gushed endlessly.

This enthusiasm made the hero stunned, and said in his heart that he was really unseemly, and he was actually so unapproachable.

Looking at the two who had already started talking, Benitez and Albelda, who were on the side, nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright, hurry up and warm up and get your body fully moving." Bernard's urging voice rang out again in the locker room.

Knowing that the time was almost up, the players who had already prepared got up one after another and walked towards the players' tunnel.

The hero in it quietly breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't expect Canizares, who was a cold and handsome guy on the outside, to be so talkative, or rather talkative.

You know, although he is a young man, he has a hairstyle that does not change all year round, and the lack of knowledge about this aspect can be imagined. This time, if it weren't for Bernard's urging, the hero would probably be running out of words.

No matter how he thought about it, he thought it was incredible.

However, he didn't have time to think about it, and soon his mind was drawn to the spectacle and noise of the Mestalla Stadium.

Excitement, excitement, it is not enough to describe his mood at this time. The feeling of being surrounded by more than 50,000 people, if you have not experienced it yourself, you will not understand it, and the hero is a little dizzy with excitement at this time.

This is the second time he's stepped on the turf of the Mestalla, having been here with the team yesterday and getting used to training for a while.

But, how can it be compared to today?!

Today it's not just the Mestalla stadium, it's also the stage of La Liga! The stage of Europe's top five leagues!!

Although excited, the hero did not forget to get down to business.

He pressed his leg on the field, jogged for half a lap, and then began to practice shooting.

His warm-up partner was Bernard, and as Benitez's trainer assigned to heroes, he probably knew more about heroes than he did.

The hero is glad that Bernard has become his own trainer, because even in La Masia, he has never seen a coach who respects the opinions of young players so much. At this time, the warm-up mode of the two evolved according to the hero's daily shooting training.

Bernard picks up the football and lets the hero run over from two or three meters away to practice a direct shot. He will deliberately kick the ball to the ground before letting the hero shoot it into the angle of the goal he reported.

This kind of shooting training not only increases the difficulty of the hero's training because of the change of direction of the ball, but also simulates the actual combat scenarios and conditions to the greatest extent.

"The upper left corner, the lower right corner, the middle low flat ball hero (the English name of the hero), your supporting foot should be pressed to avoid slipping, and the instep should be drawn in the middle and lower part of the ball, with accuracy, but also with strength." Bernard said.

At this time, at the other end of the pitch, the figure of Valladolid players appeared.

Looking at these figures who were warming up with laughter and laughter, the hero's expression was stunned, his heart was a little complicated, and a murderous aura suddenly surged.

Although they were not to blame for the incident in the first place, they and Inácio were one. So no matter what, they are destined to be involved in the dispute between the hero and Inácio.

Tightening his fists, his fighting spirit suddenly reached the highest level.

"Hero, don't stay still, concentrate on warming up! That's the only way you can play and do what you want to do. Looking at the hero a little stunned, Bernard reminded him.

From Benitez's mouth, Bernard also knew about the hero and Valladolid. For this, he was no less indignant for the hero. But in any case, only by doing what he has to do will it be possible for the hero to achieve his purpose. This is something that can only be done step by step and in a down-to-earth manner, and it cannot be rushed.

"Got it." He knew what Bernard meant.

Bottom Left

"Bang!"

The power of his shot suddenly became much greater, and his eyes were still as sharp as a wolf.

After the warm-up, the heroes and other substitutes returned to the locker room, put on their sports jackets, and returned to the pitch and sat on the bench, while the starters stayed in the locker room and waited for the two sides to play the ceremony.

At this time, the Mestalla Stadium was almost full of seats, and it was full of white when you looked at it. The excited Valencia fans couldn't help but start singing loudly, and this high-pitched singing, coupled with the Valencia flag swaying in the air, looked particularly grand.

But at this time, the hero's attention is no longer on these at all, but has been attracted by a figure in front of the opponent's coach's seat, wearing an orthodox black suit, slightly white temples, coupled with that triumphant posture, there is no mistake, that is, Inacio, who led Valladolid to La Liga.

At this time, the hero suddenly remembered the ugly mocking face of the other party that day, and the hands on his knees suddenly grabbed the black pants into his palms.

In his eyes at this moment, the murderous aura like a sharp sword could no longer be concealed.