"Wobel, watch behind you!"

"Press forward in the midfield, I'll defend in the back!"

"Pay more attention to your surroundings!"

De Ligt's voice completely overwhelmed the deafening cheers of the scene and drilled into the ears of his teammates.

At a young age, he showed the demeanor of a general when commanding the defense.

Especially after he successfully defended twice, it was a huge morale boost.

Heynckes looked at the performance of the European golden boy and showed praise.

De Ligt, who already meets the characteristics of a modern central defender, has the strength to enter the five major leagues and become the main central defender.

It seems that next summer, the Ajax supermarket will open again.

Not only De Ligt, but also Frenkie de Jong.

With the current performance of the two, the Eredivisie and Ajax cannot give the two a higher stage.

It's only a matter of time before you leave.

This time, it's a good price.

Retona takes the ball and Alaba stops the ball and passes it back.

Bayern still intend to break through the gap on the wings.

Retona is Bayern's only wide knife up front.

But his breakthrough on the wing seems to be less sharp than before.

He had just started to break through, and before he could take a few steps, he was squeezed away by defender Mazraoui and lost control of the ball.

Retona, who was squeezed out of the sideline, shook his head helplessly, not even having the domineering spirit to fight back.

"Sir, I think Retona is in a bit of a problem today!"

Assistant coach Sagnol put it mildly.

It's not just a problem, it's just terrible.

Heynckes also had some headaches.

"It's a matter of self-confidence! Retona needs to build self-confidence, or he'll sink into nothingness. ”

"The battle of the golden boy, he is no worse than De Ligt!"

Sagnol was a little puzzled as to why he was using it to boost Retona's confidence in such an important match.

Is he worth it?

Koeman, who has returned from injury, isn't he fragrant?

He began to feel that the old handsome Heynckes was a little old and faint.

"Sagnor, go tell Rowe to help Retona more."

Heynckes sat down in the lounge area after passing on the instructions.

After receiving instructions from the assistant coach, Rossi began to move towards the left rib area.

"Retona, pass!"

Retona, who was about to take a throw-in, threw the ball over after seeing Rossi.

After Rossi chested the ball, he pointed forward and motioned for Retona to step forward.

He saw Rossi tangled up in a defender and wanted to get back to pick up.

But Rossi told him with a determined look to thrust forward.

Retona was stunned for a moment before starting to start.

Carrying the ball with his back is not Rossi's strong point, and Van de Beek, who knows this, immediately grabbed it.

In the middle of a stagger, Rossi passed the ball to Kimmich and then turned and stepped forward.

As soon as he made such a move, the Ajax defense line was immediately alerted.

The Ajax full-back, who was eyeing Retona, immediately approached the ribs.

Taking advantage of the slightest loosening in the defence, Kimmich used the arch of his foot to push the ball in front of Retona on the wing.

[It's so good! 】

[Bayern opportunity! 】

[Face De Ligt!] 】

【Akira! 】

[Shot?] 】

[Oops, Retona is in a hurry! 】

[What are you afraid of, suddenly!! 】

The on-site commentator suddenly became excited, and he thought that Renato's shot was a sign of timidity.

This ball can be handled more securely.

But in the face of De Ligt, Retona still flinched, shot a shot, and flew directly to the stands.

The fans at the landing point Huo Ran got up, blocked the anti-aircraft gun with both hands, and laughed wildly into the stadium.

How does such a performance deserve the honor of the European Golden Boy Award?

Rossi stood cross-legged and thought for a few seconds before putting his arm around Retona's shoulder.

"Retona, did Ronaldo teach you how to shoot?"

Retona, looking inexplicable, shook his head, not understanding why Rossi would say this.

"What was that kick just now, the opportunity we worked so hard to get out of the way is just like this!"

Retona was embarrassed and hung her head.

He was indeed a little overwhelmed when facing De Ligt, and in a panic, he chose to shoot directly.

"I remember your team-mate Ronaldo, who wasn't such a coward. In the face of any difficulty, he has a big heart that does not admit defeat, and you are his teammate! ”

Retona was very ashamed and said, "I'm sorry, Luo, I ......"

Rosie interrupted him and said, "I don't want to hear you apologize. Just now you shot with your feet, you wasted a chance, you have to make up for it. ”

Compensation, how to compensate?

"As long as you succeed once, I will forgive you." Rossi's tone, though flat, was irreversible.

It's just that you succeed once, and it's not that hard.

Retona was silently calculating.

De Ligt he can't do it for the time being, can't the others themselves do it?

If that doesn't work, just take off this team, put on a vest and look at the water cooler.

Ajax kicks off.

They are still used to tilting their attacks to one side and penetrating with short passes.

Vidal followed Blind to block his long ball and cut it off when he had the chance.

In the 15th minute, Bayern finally found an opportunity, Vidal's aggressive up-and-go snatched the ball away from Blind's feet.

Not to be outdone, Blind immediately launched a counter-robbery.

The two pushed each other in midfield, but Vidal, who was stronger, kept the ball firmly at his feet.

Donny van de Beek arrived to pack the pack, but the two couldn't pull Vidal down, and he split the ball.

Kimmich received the ball and quickly moved to the left wing.

Once again, facing Mazraoui's defence, Retona didn't hesitate to kick the ball forward and then sprinted forward in stride.

There is no skill at all, just fight for speed.

Mazraoui turned and chased back, going toe-to-toe with Retona, leaning over to gain position.

After being knocked out, Retona's body leaned a little.

But instead of falling, he swooped forward like a wild horse breaking free, leaving the other behind.

Just kidding, right?

Mazraoui was taken aback.

When did he get so physically strong?

Didn't you just knock yourself out of the sideline, why didn't you fall this time?

After getting rid of the defense, Retona only felt confident and excited.

When he saw De Jong pounce, he got rid of it again and continued to run wildly.

I did, and this is the second person.

Retona, who is getting braver and braver, has a smug look on his face, and the rhythm of dribbling with the ball is back.

Refreshing!

Then he saw Rossi moving laterally in the middle of the big penalty area.

Not only did the dribbling go smoothly, but the vision was much clearer.

Here's your chance!

As he passed, Rossi also started almost at the same time, straight into the box.

De Ligt deliberately pointed behind himself before heading out of the box to keep his team-mates on the spot.

Just as Vobel was about to go up for offside, the opponent had already passed the ball.

"Offside!"

Vobel shouted as he raised his hand and lunged at Rossi.

Before the whistle sounds, the fool will stop!

Rossi turned sideways to meet the ball, gently unloaded the ball with his left foot in front of his right, and after standing on his feet, he shot with his right foot.

The whole action is done in one go, without any superfluous movements, silky like a work of art.

It was because of his clever handling that the goalkeeper and defenders did not have enough time to react.

Bang!

Rossi smashes a half-high ball with his right foot, dodging the fallen goalkeeper and heading straight for the near corner.

【GOAL！！！！！ 】

[Bayern has scored!] 】

[This time, it's a connection from Retona and Rossi!] 】

[The two broke through half of Ajax's defense! ] 】

[Textbook pass and run match! ] 】

After the goal, Retona rushed frantically towards Rossi, happier than he had scored.

Because he knows that he has given a subtle assist and is no longer a burden to the team.

Like a wild beast, he roared at Rossi and crushed him down.

At this moment, he felt that the honor of his golden boy was more appropriate for Rossi.

And he didn't complain at all.

Is this feeling ......

(End of chapter)