Barcelona, Gamble Sports City.

Pep Guardiola stood on the edge of the pitch and watched the figures crisscross the training ground.

On one side is the lineup of almost all the main forces, and on the other side is the rotation of the main force of the sparring partners, and the situation is almost one-sided.

A small man wearing the number 6 is controlling the football, his appearance is not outstanding, and his dribbling movements are unpretentious, but every time he faces a rush, he can always use a seemingly simple 360-degree circle to firmly control the ball at his feet.

Falcon-like eyes scanned the entire pitch before sending the ball where it was going with a clever short pass.

His partner is much brighter, with Iniesta always active between the front line and Xavi, and every time he holds the ball, the football is like a pet he has raised, meekly at his feet.

The delicate dribbling often provoked the opponent to turn his back under the intensive defense of two or three people.

Behind them is a newcomer who has been playing more and more steadily recently, and Busquets, the "metronome" on the field who has won the favor of Guardiola.

"We should get a win tonight, Pep."

'We've got talented players in the squad and they've worked together perfectly.

Vilanova stood behind Pep Guardiola, tactics book in hand, and watched with satisfaction the performance of the players on the field.

After Iniesta dribbled the ball to the top of the arc, he spotted the opportunity and stuffed a delicate pass, and Messi, who was ambushed on the right side of the penalty area, instantly activated, and his swift calves swung like the wings of a hummingbird.

Facing the substitute goalkeeper Goalto, he shot into the net from a tight angle.

Bilanova made a joke.

'Probably the only thing that is hidden is that we are not familiar with the new manager of the Spaniards at all, we don't know anything about their tactics.

"Don't take it lightly, Tito." Guardiola whispered.

"A year ago I was just a second team coach and you never know what was going to happen on the football pitch."

'Don't forget, there are talented players on the other side, and sometimes they have a flash of inspiration and it can change the outcome of a lot of things.

"I thought you had already contacted him."

Villanova quipped.

"I originally adhered to the coach's bottom line of not having private contact with players from other teams."

Pep Guardiola looked annoyed.

"But those people in Real Madrid have repeatedly created a direct campaign through the media, how can La Masia's children go to the Bernabeu to play, this is something I will never allow."

"What's more, there are a few Levy's national team teammates in the Real Madrid team."

"So you're going to extend an olive branch to him?"

Villanova looked at his honest old friend.

In Barcelona's attack, Pep Guardiola is the only one who has not complained at all, and when others are not performing well, he can often be heard in fragments.

Can you say that again?

I haven't heard you say that Levi is the perfect partner for Messi for three minutes.

"No, there is a respected old man who wants to go out in person."

Guardiola thought about it, and a stilted and irascible old man came to mind.

"But he said he should use a big win to show that this team is the best place for him."

...

The all-black Mercedes-Benz SLS AMG weaves through the streets of Barcelona, the hood reflecting the city's intricate structures and carvings, and the wind flowing through the rolled open windows and the melody of jazz in the car.

Tonight's game is at Espanyol's home ground.

But the red, yellow, red and blue flags belonging to Barcelona have long been fluttering in the streets and alleys.

The city's fans belong to FC Barcelona, and Levi and their fans are only a handful of 'rebels' among them.

Only the lonely Mozuxi Arena belonged to the Spaniards.

It's like an isolated reef in the middle of the tide.

...

The streets have turned into a sea of red and blue, and countless people have poured into the bars where they can watch the games, familiar fans greet each other, and beer foam bubbles up from the mouths of glasses.

“VamosBarca！！！”

“Messi es el mejor！！！”

...

Barcelona's bus slowly pulls into the Mozousi Stadium.

The Barcelona fans gathered near the stadium suddenly clamored, and only a few hundred away tickets were given for this game.

However, a number of screens were set up in the nearby sports park where you could watch the game, and for a while, the number of Barcelona fans gathered outside the stadium was huge.

Pep Guardiola glanced at the contours of the stadium and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

And the moment the Barcelona players stepped off the bus, they were surrounded by countless spotlights.

"Kill them !!"

"Take a winning !! from here"

"Let that traitor leave the stadium crying!!"

Many fans were encouraged by the media, especially under the influence of such a warm atmosphere, like locusts infected by pheromones after gathering, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

During this time, Levi's reputation has experienced ups and downs.

From the insolent gestures in the opening game that were not achieved, to the deterioration of the performance in the four games, there are some faint signs of becoming a clown.

The Espanyol squad had already arrived at the pitch early.

Pochettino has little coaching experience, but he has a lot of experience as an Argentine international.

He worries that the team that has suffered a setback will be affected by a number of off-field factors.

Once the tactics were arranged in the dressing room, it was time to go to the pre-match press conference.

The Spaniard's players then fell silent and the atmosphere was dreary.

"Let's not do it too well, just remember..."

Danny Halker suddenly spoke: "Last season we won 3-1 against Barcelona, one win and one draw. ”

"Last season we were unbeaten against Barcelona with two draws."

"In two years, we have faced Barcelona in the league and have not lost. So..."

Halque wanted to say at least undefeated, his eyes scanned the whole court, and everyone was staring at him.

Then his gaze fell on Levi.

"Barça are so strong, I've been at La Masia and they're like dancing when they play, they're a group of artists on the pitch."

Levi didn't speak loudly, and his teammates were stunned, not knowing what he meant by suddenly praising Barcelona.

"And we, a bunch of bandits..."

Diego Costa smiled, and the child's face was full of excitement.

"them!"

The locker room was noisy.

...

Inside the Players' Tunnel.

Once again, Levi met a number of acquaintances, many of whom he had not dealt with before.

After all, when they dominate the court.

Levi was just a youth team player watching from the sidelines.

It's like understanding the classic cover of the Emperor of the Ball: Do you remember your childhood dreams?

Busquets turned his head to glare at Levi and did not speak.

The last time in Scotland was not an official meeting with Barcelona, and the team's most terrifying boss was not involved in that game.

This time he stood in front of Xavi and Iniesta, vowing to follow the big brothers back to the field.

But Messi was near Levi, and Levi happened to be looking there when he turned around.

"Hey, Leo."

Levi took the lead in saying hello, no matter how you say Messi, he can be regarded as a senior.

The wait was quite long, and Messi was holding a brown jar with a straw in his hand, not daring to drink more before the game, and secretly took a few sips.

"Hey, Levi."

was screamed by him, and the yerba mate jar in his hand was about to be taken off, so he had to say hello.

"What are you drinking?"

"Ahh Mate. ”

"Is it good?"

"Ahh Delicious. ”

At this time, Messi's personality is very introverted, and everyone is stupid at the moment, what kind of social.

In the players' tunnel, the players of Barcelona and Espanyol looked sideways, looking at Levi, who had no partner to talk to Messi.

Barça player: Do you know Leo well?

Espanyol player: Didn't you just say that you were going to smash Barcelona?

What do you know? It's called psychological tactics.

...

"CCTV! Cctv! ”

Espanyol players in blue and white jerseys and Barcelona players in red and blue jerseys are streaming out of the tunnel.

"Good morning, audience friends! Welcome to the 2008-2009 season, the fifth round of the Spanish Primera League! ”

He Wei pronounced the opening words in an impassioned tone.

"Catalan derby, very fierce derby."

Xu Yang also showed an expectant tone.

"Let's take a look at the starting line-ups for both sides."

Home team Espanyol: 352

Manager: Mauricio Pochettino

Goalkeeper: 1 Bravo

Centre-backs: 2 Thiago Silva, 19 Torrejón, 21 Halke.

Wing-backs and midfielders: 8 Zabaleta, 6 Romain Martinez, 11 Riera, 14 Gabi, 4 La Cruz.

Forwards: 23 Tamudo, 7 Levi.

...

Away Barcelona: 433

Manager: Pep Guardiola

Goalkeeper: 1 Valdés

Defenders: 20 Alves, 3 Pique, 5 Puyol, 22 Abidal

Midfielders: 8 Iniesta, 28 Sergio Busquets, 6 Xavi

Forwards: 10 Messi, 7 Gudjohnsen, 14 Thierry Henry

...

"The first mountain in front of the Spaniards in the new season!"

He Wei said with emotion.