Xiao Wen felt that he had a sweet dream, and in the dream, he single-handedly overturned all the Champions League princes and stood on the Champions League podium, full of spirit.

When I opened my eyes, I was already sitting on the team bus.

He couldn't help but call up the system again like an old rich man who went to his house from time to time to count the treasured gold, silver and jewelry.

Name: Xiao Wen;

Characteristic:

1. Perfect face (S): The ball is better than me, not as handsome as me, and more handsome than me...... does not exist.

2. Perpetual motion machine (S): I can run all day.

3. Precision guidance (S): Even if you run, if you can't pass, I will lose.

4. Full moon scimitar (S): The knife comes out without a trace, and the moon sets silently.

5. Death Stalking (A): In addition to elegant interception, there is also stalking in defense.

6. Leisurely stroll (A): blood can flow, the head can be broken, and the hairstyle can not be messy.

7, Stride Meteor (S): When the fresh-clothed angry horse was a teenager, he rode alone for thousands of miles!

That's right, that handsome guy is Kaka.

After this period of exploration, although he hadn't tried much about what changes this feature would bring to him, he probably knew what kind of increase this striding meteor was.

Kaka's thousand-mile solo ride, is it still less!

Who hasn't seen it?

The word excitement is difficult to express Xiao Wen's mood.

Anyway, Royce looked at Xiao Wen next to him, who had a little early Parkinson's symptoms, and the words of ridicule came to his lips, but he was afraid of hitting the confidence of his little brother.

When I returned to the hotel, it was not completely dark, and many reporters were still waiting in front of the hotel, with long guns and short guns.

Dortmund and his entourage hurried into the hotel.

Xiao Wen and Royce shared a room, and this tense and anxious atmosphere made Xiao Luo less concerned about chatting with his model sisters.

He threw himself on the bed, scrolling through his phone, his face serious.

Xiao Wen also lay down on the bed, and was about to call Ms. Catherine, but unexpectedly heard Royce laugh: "Marca is really alive!" ”

"What's wrong again?" Xiao Wen moved his buttocks to make himself lie more comfortable.

"Seven times in the history of the "Team Newspaper" 10 points, which one is more watery? Special Meow also made a vote, and the first two little-known stars have a similar proportion to you, both in their twenties. Doesn't this make people have a mentality? ”

Xiao Wen looked at Royce and frowned, "Why are you also uncomfortable yourself, what are you going to do to see it?" ”

"This broken app is automatically pushed!"

Royce shrugged helplessly.

Xiao asked and smiled bitterly, it's really that people don't look for trouble, everything has to find someone.

His 10 points, to be honest, is indeed not a game of much importance, and the Bundesliga has lost its suspense.

But the reason for "Team Newspaper" is also quite good - at the age of 18, he only played half a game, a derby in the same city, an absolute rival... 3 goals, 3 assists, come, come, come! Everyone, look for it, look for it in the pile of history, has there ever been such a teenager, has there ever been such a game, has there ever been such a performance!

Well... There's no self-aggrandizement, not really.

Anyway, the mouth grows on someone else's body, blowing ~ Xiao or spraying Xiao, how can he manage so much.

In the first few days, in the months, the most important thing is to get 150 points, and now, in the next few days, in the next week or so, the most important thing is the two-legged Champions League with Real Madrid!

……

Madrid.

Another hotel.

In the largest conference room, several assistant coaches fidgeted and looked at the boss in front of them.

Although there have been countless meetings with Dortmund, they also understand what formation the team will play tomorrow and who will start it, and in the end, Carlo Ancelotti will make the decision.

Zidane also waited quietly, but unlike the others, he just waited silently for Ancelotti to speak.

He was thinking about how he would arrange his squad for this game if he were the head coach.

As the Corsican monster in France said, "A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier", Zidane's ultimate goal is to become the coach of Real Madrid and France!

Because of this, after retiring, he has made a series of career plans, and now, with Ancelotti, the top tactician in football, he has become a trainee of Real Madrid... Definitely a good choice.

Ancelotti looked at the latest information in his hand, frowned, and said: "Schmelzer and Subotic, these two old injuries, even if they can catch up with the game, Klopp will not play."

So, will Jurgen Klopp play 4-5-1 or 4-2-3-1? ”

Ancelotti's gaze swept across everyone's faces.

No one spoke.

After a while, Zidane replied with some embarrassment: "I think judging by the situation in the last few games, Klopp is likely to still play 4-2-3-1."

Ancelotti's majestic gaze suddenly became a little gentle, and he stared at Zidane: "Go on." ”

"Kyle and Shaheen, one has lost their aura and the other has sunset, Klopp, the combination of Gundogan and Xiao Wen, has used it, and it is also very handy, I think Klopp's personality should be able to fight."

Zidane took a sip of water, knowing that there was no way for these other assistant coaches, all of them were analysis, daily training... All kinds of things, but thinking about the big picture, it's a little difficult for them, so he smiled and continued: "Mkhitaryan, Reuss, Grosskreutz or Aubameyang form a trio of cruising in the front court to cooperate with Lewandowski at the front, which is also Klopp's favorite routine at the moment... So....”

Zidane seems to have said a bunch of nonsense, but this is actually the last straw for Ancelotti to make up his mind.

He also needed a hint, a hint that was exactly the same as the kind of decision he already thought was in his heart.

"A real genius, both as a player and later as a coach." Ancelotti thought to himself that this bald head was really enviable, and there was really no other winner in football who could win more than him.

Ancelotti pondered for a moment and sighed, "If only Lewandowski had received another yellow card against Zenit." ”

That's right, just one yellow card away, Lewandowski will be suspended for the game against Real Madrid.

It's just that Ancelotti's expectations were not fulfilled, but the team doctor gave him bad news today - Di Maria will miss this crucial battle due to gastroenteritis!

Hair tree!

I didn't want to pay it back, the more I thought about it, the more angry I became, Ancelotti slapped the table and scolded: "Call Casillas, Ronaldo, Ramos, Alonso and the four of them over, and have a small meeting!" ”

……

The others didn't know how, and Xiao Wen didn't sleep well that night.

Outside the hotel, there are actually fireworks being set off!

Sold a watch!

What are the people doing at the Queo in Madrid's Chamartín district?

Disturb the peace, hey!

At breakfast, the others saw that Xiao Wen was still a little sluggish, and thought that it was the first time for him to experience such an important game, and the insomnia caused by excessive nervousness.

Everyone was a little worried and secretly realized that this guy was still a carbon-based creature, and they thought that his nerve endings had died and they couldn't feel what it meant to be nervous!

After breakfast, Jurgen Klopp brought everyone together and announced his starting line-up for tonight.

Goalkeeper: Weidenfeller.

Back four: Piszczek, Hummels, Papastathopoulos, Durm.

Double back: Gundogan, Xiao asked.

Crazy Stream Trident: Reuss, Mkhitaryan, Grosskreutz.

Arrow figure: Lewandowski.

Call...

Some of the team members, who had some extravagant expectations, were deflated all of a sudden, but they immediately forced themselves to cheer up!

And Gundogan, who thought he might be a substitute, suddenly lit up, and looked sideways in the direction of Xiao Wen.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

One year,

A whole year of hard work,

Sometimes it's just for a few heavyweight fights.

And in the face of such a game.

Just one word, spell!