Chapter 115: Night at Camp Nou
In February, it was still cold and windy, but it could not resist the frenzied flames caused by football. According to the Shijie newspaper of Taifunia, the match attracted more than 30,000 London fans to Barcelona, setting a record for fans watching a game with the team in recent years, which is like a great population migration.
However, there are not too many British people who have bought tickets, after all, this is the Camp Nou, the home of Barcelona, and the Camp Nou only offers 20,000 away fan places. And because of the notorious hooligans of English football, Camp Nou also temporarily pulled up barbed wire to separate Barcelona fans from Chelsea fans, and riot police were also on standby at all times, for fear that England fans would attack after Chelsea lost.
Pre-match press conference.
When asked by the English media about Qiao Wanxian's views on barbed wire and riot police, he actually meant that he wanted Qiao Wanxian to fight for England fans. Unexpectedly, Qiao Wanxian said with a smile: "Very good, the Barcelona top management is very prescient." β
The English reporter was stunned, but the Spanish media reporter was proud, it turned out that the cowhide flying Joe cannon arrived in Barcelona, and he also knew that he was afraid!
It's just Qiao Wanxian's next sentence that almost made Barcelona's fans breathe out a mouthful of old blood: "As far as I know, Camp Nou has only provided 20,000 seats for our English fans, which is too few compared to more than 70,000 Barcelona fans!" Therefore, I hope that Barcelona Club can do a better job of protective measures, so as not to make more than 70,000 people angry after Barcelona's big loss, and provoke and attack more than 20,000 Englishmen who have come from afar. β
Spanish reporters have long wanted to teach Joe Cannon a good lesson howde, England is your territory, we can't say anything, but when you come to Barcelona, you can't help Joe Cannon!
For a while, as if the Spanish reporters had discussed it, they squeezed out their counterparts from other countries, and the problems came one after another.
"Mr. Wan Xian, what do you think of Ronaldinho last year's Shijie Footballer of the Year? I heard that you were delusional about buying him in winter, but you were sternly rejected by FC Barcelona and himself, is there such a thing? β
"Two months ago, you went to Camp Nou to steal Rijkaard's tactics, may I ask your Excellency, what tactical skills have you learned from Rijkaard?"
"Joe, there's no doubt that tonight's battle at Camp Nou is destined for the first rout of your coaching career, how do you feel when the myth of total victory is about to be shattered?"
"I heard that you have not renewed your contract with Chelsea until now, and Bayern Munich boss Heathfield will step down at the end of this season, will you join the Allianz Arena in Munich?"
Facing a group of Spanish reporters who wanted to swallow themselves alive, Qiao Wan sat quietly in his seat, with a slightly mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.
When I saw the reporters looking at each other and stopping the interrogation, I said casually: "It seems that I need to say a few more nonsense, in fact, there are some things that I don't bother to say in England, although there are a few English reporters who are very annoying, but in terms of IQ, there is no problem!" β
The meaning of Qiao Wanxian's words is very clear, there is no problem with the IQ of English journalists, but there are too many loopholes in the IQ of your Spanish journalists, so I need to talk more nonsense.
The English reporter in the back row of "haha......" got up, this Joe cannon has been working with them in England, but when he went abroad to Spain, he also began to compliment each other.
The Spanish reporters looked embarrassed, but they could only listen to Qiao Wanxian's speech.
He gestured and said very possibly: "I don't want to comment more about Ronaldinho, because Kaka is the first shijie!" As for the last time I was at Camp Nou...... I'm sorry, it was just a trip I was on with my girlfriend, Rijkaard...... Except for his lip service, there is nothing worth learning from me in football! β
As he spoke, Qiao Wanxian showed a sympathetic look: "You Spaniards like wishful thinking, Barcelona will beat my team?" Ay...... Tonight's Camp Nou will definitely not be the end of the all-win record, but the beginning of the fall of the Dream II team! β
After saying it in one breath, Qiao Wanxian, who was pretending to be over, did not leave the opponents a chance to fight back at all, flicked his sleeves, and slipped out of the press conference hall with lightning speed.
When the reporters reacted, they realized that they had been played by the hateful Qiao cannon again, and the hall seemed to have exploded into a nest.
"Hell, who does he think he is? God? β
"A yellow man with no grace, how can such a person maintain a complete victory?"
"I really want to see what kind of expression this arrogant guy will show after losing tonight. Hey...... I guess it's worse than crying! β
Two hours before the game, all the lucky winners who bought tickets rushed to line up to get in, and the Camp Nou, which can accommodate nearly 100,000 people, was quickly filled up and full of people. The VIP seats were also full, and the camera swept over to see Laporta and Abramovich talking cordially.
In the locker room, Qiao Wanxian was doing Zuihou's pre-war mobilization.
Everyone stood in a circle around him, and he was the only one sitting on the stool in the center with Erlang's legs crossed, and said unashamedly: "In this game, do you think it's appropriate to abuse a few balls?" β
"Haha......" The players daxiao, Rooney waved his strong fist and said: "Hmph, of course the more the merrier!" β
"Yes, if you can get 10, you will never get 9!" Terry also agreed, and after hanging out with Qiao Wan for a long time, the team members also learned his talking habits of magnifying cannons.
As soon as Qiao Wanxian's eyes opened, he glared at Terry fiercely, and said angrily: "Nonsense, this is the Camp Nou, what 10 balls and 9 goals, do you think this is just a football game?" This is a matter of human life! β
Terry was stunned, and everyone was surprised, what happened to the boss today? Scared out of the guts by Barcelona?
Then I heard Qiao Wanxian sigh, calm his face, and said very solemnly: "8 balls!" In this game, we will score a maximum of eight goals, and if we have one more, the suicide rate of Catalan fans will increase by 15.3%! Hmph, if you don't want to be a murderer, kick me leisurely! β
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Hearty laughter erupted in the locker room, and Terry's stiff face stretched out, and he took the lead in applauding. That's right, this is our respectable and lovely Wan Xian Leader!
As the music played, Terry and Puyol walked in front, leading two adorable little caddies out of the tunnel.
The Camp Nou announcer was clearly perfunctory in introducing the Chelsea players, as if his eyes were dizzy from hunger, and he spoke weakly; But when the Barcelona commentator was introduced, the night at Camp Nou was full of excitement! Fans greeted their heroes with the loudest voices in their hearts, starting with Puyol.
It's just that when Qiao Wanxian walked out in a crisp Armani suit and walked out in a cool and domineering manner, the Camp Nou fans offered the carefully prepared gifts, boo, boo!
The loud voice made Qiao Wanxian's legs weak, and he almost fell to the ground: "Ahh β
And the 20,000 Chelsea fans at the scene took it and took out the first card portrait at Stamford Bridge! More than 20,000 people each held a card in their hands, and when the Barcelona fans booed continuously, they held the cards in their hands high and gathered into a portrait of Qiao Wanxian, huge, dazzling, and shocking!
Once again, Chelsea fans have helped Jowan regain his position as the central figure in the game with their own actions! Even on the big screen at the scene, Qiao Wanxian's young and stubborn face kept flashing.
Jowan waved to the stands where the Chelsea fans were, looking as dashing as a leader on a parade.
Barcelona striker Samuel Eto'o, who was standing in the middle of the pitch waiting for reporters to take pictures, saw this scene, his face was extremely ugly, and he whispered to Gyuli next to him: "Hmph! Look, that yellow-skinned clown really thinks of himself as an omnipotent god, I'm going to score in this game, and see what kind of expression he will have then! β
The little player Gyuli also had a disdainful expression, and patted Eto'o on the back: "The higher you climb, the worse you fall, hehe, Joe's cannon will fall to death if it is not good today!" β
After the photos were taken, the caddie quickly left the pitch and Chelsea won possession of the ball and the game began with a whistle from Italian bald referee Pierluigi Collina.
In this game, Rijkaard still lined up 4-3-3.
Goalkeeper ValdΓ©s, right-back abandoned Belletti in favor of the more defensively Oleg, apparently fearing the attacking ability of Chelsea's left winger Wayne Rooney. The centre-backs were Puyol and Edmilson, while the left wing-back was Van Bronckhorst.
With a torn cruciate ligament in Motta, Marquis was deployed in the midfield, in front of two passers, Xavi and Deco. Up front is undoubtedly a forward trident of Ronaldinho, Eto'o and Gyuli, with Ronaldinho on the left, Eto'o in the middle, and Giuli on the right.
Ronaldinho's ability at his peak is indeed shocking, and he has repeatedly single-handedly entered the entire back line of Real Madrid, and the elf on the pitch is worthy of his name.
Qiao Wanxian used Shengyuan No. 1 for Ramos in advance, but he was still very worried about Xiao Luo's point, but fortunately he was not stingy in this game, the front foursome Torres, Rooney, Kaka, and Joe Cole each used 1 ml Shengyuan No. 1, even if Ramos after cheating still can't prevent Xiao Luo at his peak, it's a big deal to replace defense with offense, let's have a goal battle!
And just in case, he still has 2 ml of Shengyuan No. 1 in his pocket as a backup.
I thought that the 5ml Shengyuan No. 1 could pull Arsenal off the horse with one less person, and this time I prepared 7ml, will there be a problem in winning Barcelona?
Qiao Wanxian looked firm, and secretly prayed in his heart, as long as 11 to 11!
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