Chapter 151: Coach
Juan Stadium, the hustle and bustle.
Fans drank cold sherry and danced flamenco.
On the green field.
The players on both sides took turns shaking hands with the referee team and chatted with each other.
Marcelo and Ramos, Carvajal spat bitter water.
Neymar hugged Iniesta and Sergio Busquets.
Alba and Alves went shirtless and exchanged jerseys for the national team.
Casemiro, who was substituted, sat on the bench in a daze, looking depressed.
Pique enthusiastically waved his hands with the female fans.
In this international A-level competition, the two teams combined have as many as ten players from Real Madrid and Barcelona.
Li Kang handed the jersey to Cazorla.
Because the Arsenal maestro said that his son was his fan.
De Gea put on his coat and held a warm water bag, leaned forward and whispered: "Lee, Manchester United is really good, I have heard Van Gaal's praise for you more than once, this summer window, the club is likely to bring in successful Juventus Pogba, when the time comes."
He finally seized the opportunity to communicate with Li Kang.
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by David Silva.
"Li, creating history with your own hands is more interesting than reviving the foundation of a wealthy family."
"Etihad, only one piece of the puzzle is missing."
Judgment from above.
De Gea was stunned, and couldn't help but sigh: The gap between the coaches, Lao Fan is really uneducated, and the lines he teaches are too bad, look at Manchester's Pellegrini, how well the chicken soup is prepared.
The night view of Seville is beautiful.
It is known as the city that never sleeps.
Hundreds of years ago, it was a trading port for Europe to the New American continent.
One of the origins of the Black Death.
The deeper the night, the more enthusiastic the residents become.
An hour later.
The Spanish national team returned to their hotel in the south of the old town in a bustling city.
It's quiet enough not to interfere with the players' normal routine.
Floor-to-ceiling windows in front of the rooms offer unobstructed views of the Golden Tower and Plaza de EspaΓ±a.
When a player plays for the national team, he rarely goes out to get a feel for the local community.
But De Gea is the exception.
After putting away his luggage, he hooked up with Mignano and sneaked out the back door of the hotel.
"Can we order takeout, it's safer?"
"What's the point of takeout, Rose Street in the Holy Cross district, never deliver takeaways."
"Then we have to be careful, if you are secretly photographed by the paparazzi, you will be removed from the European Cup squad!"
"Don't worry, without Isco and Muniain, everything will be very safe."
Guest room hallway.
"Lee, how is this girl? Is it good-looking. Our rooms are next to each other, don't lock the door for a while, I'll play a game with you. β
Morata held his phone and smiled intoxicated.
The Juventus striker is pursued by many Italian female stars with his handsome appearance, but his private life is very clean, he never, and only likes pure online dating.
Li Kang glanced at it, nodded seriously, and walked into his room.
The system prompt sounded quietly.
γDing! Congratulations on completing Mission: The Legend of Iberia is Born! γ
[Mission Receipt: Football is a sport of eleven people, and when you have teammates who match your style, everything will be easy. γ
[Reward: Unlock the Iberian Peninsula Achievement!] γ
[Thank you Lienzke IV for giving us the right to roast suckling pig!] γ
Countless joking prayers frantically poured into Li Kang's mind.
The achievement wall of the system panel suddenly glowed red.
Next to the badge of the "Hero of the North Rhine", a map-shaped marker protrudes from it.
[Iberian Peninsula Heroes: When you step on the field of La Liga and the Portuguese Super League, the physical recovery rate is increased by 20%; When you're playing for the national team, all teammates have 1% increased stamina regeneration rate. γ
The special effects of La Liga?
At the moment, it seems that it can only come in handy in the Champions League.
As for the 1% recovery rate of the national team
Can it alleviate the energy expended when blinking?
The system tone does not terminate.
[Congratulations on getting an extra reward: Matador Blade!] γ
[Matador Blade: Bonding item, which can be applied to a national team teammate, after the binding is successful, the teammate's shot on target rate will be increased by 1%; You'll get an extra bonus to one of your teammates' strongest attributes at the peak of their careers. γ
The light fades.
In Li Kang's hand, there was an extra stabbing sword out of thin air.
He pondered for a moment, deciding who to use it on.
Iniesta!
Dribbling at the height of his prime.
"Lee, did you play Rise of the Tomb Raider? This Laura is very much in line with my aesthetic. Ay? How do you bring this thing to a game? β
"It's dangerous, don't hurt yourself, it's a fake at first glance!"
Morata rushed into the room with the console in his arms, reaching for the hilt of his sword.
In an instant, his whole body shook violently.
γDing! Achieved with Morata's Bond! γ
[You get an additional stat boost: Header +5.] γ
[Morata gains an ability increase: Increases the accuracy of shots on target by 1%. γ
Li Kang was stunned.
Morata shook his head, as if he had lost the memory he had just made, and said haggardly: "I'm suddenly so sleepy"
Late at night.
A piece of news about international A-level events has appeared on the APP homepage of major sports media.
"Shame on the snow! The Matador 3:0 defeated the Samba Army! γ
The Revival of the Mediterranean Fortress? Conte leads Italy to defeat the last World Cup winner! γ
"The European Red Devils fight the Gallic roosters, shake hands and make peace!" γ
"Plaid Army Encounters Eastern European Iron Cavalry, Goal Feast! γ
The Three Lions defeated the Red Dragon! γ
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[Messy title, I don't know and I thought I was watching Western fantasy. γ
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[When did the popularity of international A-level events become so high?] No one has ever paid attention to it before! I only remember that the national football team is the king of friendly matches. γ
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[The European Cup is coming, the Centennial Copa America is coming, and there is no weak team this year. γ
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[This year's European Championship has been expanded to 24 teams, and even Iceland has made it! ] γ
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[Are you kidding? Iceland doesn't have as many people as our county? Where can I find so many professional players? γ
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[Really, the Icelandic team is very strong, the head coach is a dentist, the midfielder is a real estate owner, and the goalkeeper is the director]
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[Don't patronize and stare at the European Cup, this Centennial Copa America is also very grand, I hope Messi can achieve what he wants. γ
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[I hope Ronaldo can win the European Cup! ] γ
Early the next morning.
Li Kang followed the national team and returned to Madrid.
Las Rozas Training Base.
Bosque handed him a bag of papers.
'This is our coaching staff's report on the recommendations of Bayer Leverkusen and you can take a look at it at the time.
"Have a great trip to the Champions League."
"Remember, protect yourself and don't get hurt easily."
There is no preaching.
The kind and kind Spanish coach patted Li Kang on the shoulder, held his big belly, and turned to leave.
Teammates said goodbye one after another.
The list of call-ups varies greatly.
The next time the national teams play side by side, some may have to wait until the end of the Champions League.
Mignano stood in the corner, smirking stupidly:
If Cesc Fabregas and Diego Costa return to the team, what kind of chemistry will they have with Li Kang?
There are also Atletico Madrid's Saul and Bayern's Thiago.
What a blissful trouble.
(End of chapter)