Chapter 68: Brother Teaches You a Lesson!

Zhang Desheng didn't expect to meet Barcelona so soon, he liked these two teams in La Liga very much in his last life, especially in the years when the two heroes competed for supremacy, it was interesting enough for him to watch fans on both sides fight each other.

Of course, in this life, he has only one goal: to clean up these two together!

At this time, Barcelona is relatively easy to do, because Barcelona in recent seasons is undoubtedly at a low point in the team's history, missing the La Liga championship for 5 consecutive years, missing the Champions League for 11 consecutive years, and even the former captain Figo defected to the sworn enemy Real Madrid!

Especially this season, Barcelona has reached a low point in the trough.

Originally, this season's Barcelona not only failed to retain the Champions League qualification, but even almost lost the qualification for the Europa League (UEFA Cup).

If it is true that he can't play in the League Cup, Zhang Desheng doubts that Xiao Luo will go to such a team that does not even qualify for Europe?

"Wait, Barcelona's bad results in the league, could it be because they reached the quarterfinals of the Champions League?"

When Zhang Desheng set off for Camp Nou with the team's bus, he remembered that Barcelona, which was originally on the plane, seemed to have a good result in the Champions League this season?

"Zhang, what do you want?"

Deco stretched out his hand and pushed Zhang Desheng, who was in a trance.

"Oh, nothing, just feeling good today!"

Zhang Desheng said casually when he heard this, but unexpectedly, Deco's eyes lit up.

"You feel that way, too?" Deco was really excited today, "I'm going to show them today, I'm definitely not a soft-footed shrimp in the competition!" ”

Zhang Desheng felt a little hurt when he heard this, and said secretly: Then why don't you kill Arsenal's double backs? Barcelo who encountered a trough today is so spirited? Aren't you specialized in pinching soft persimmons?

But he didn't notice the demeanor of his teammates around him, everyone seemed to be excited today, wouldn't they really treat Barcelona as a soft persimmon?

Well, Barcelona did soften at this time, but this kind of thing is usually mutual, and Barcelona didn't treat Porto as a soft persimmon.

Barcelona coach Louis van Gaal, who didn't know that he was about to be swept out of the house at the moment, made up his mind to ask the little assistant at Camp Nou to have a good drink.

Mourinho didn't dare to look down on anyone at this time, and he was the assistant coach of two managers in Barcelona, and he knows very well the heritage of this team, as well as the huge appeal in the eyes of players all over the world, even if there is a trough, there will always be a genius who wants to lead this team back to the top!

He doesn't plan to do any tricks today, and as soon as he goes up, he is ready to put the bus directly!

He even allowed Zhang to go back and participate in the defense when the team needed it.

The kid's tackles are fast, fierce and accurate, and if it weren't for his ability to take chances, Mourinho would even have the urge to transform him into a midfielder.

But even so, he is not ready to let Zhang Desheng go to the side today.

He needs Zhang Desheng in the middle of the line today, as far as possible to pick up Deco in the middle, which is ready for him to play as a playmaker.

This is actually a distrust of Deco, who thought he would be able to stand up in midfield alone.

However, after being taught by Arsenal's two-man midfielder in the last game, Mourinho feared that Deco would fall into the siege of Barcelona's midfield again and become invisible, so they would really have to fold at Camp Nou.

At 7 p.m., the Porto bus slowly drove into the "Camp Nou", which was rated a five-star by UEFA.

The Porto players were soon back on the road to another more prestigious away stadium, but unlike the previous feeling of not having anything special at Highbury, everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of fascination for the magnificent stadium in front of them.

It's not a yearning for Barcelona, it's a yearning for being able to play in such a majestic stadium!

"Huh, this is the Camp Nou? It's really exciting! ”

After Zhang Desheng walked into the world's second largest professional football stadium with the team, he looked up at the super oppressive feeling brought by the unique three-story grandstands, as well as the colorful layers of stands, and suddenly felt that his own broken stadium was too unprofessional, including Highbury also looked shabby under the background.

"Yes! This is a truly top-class home stadium that only a big team can have! ”

Deco also looked forward to it at this time, obviously being able to play in this great stadium should be the wish of many Latin American stars.

But for Zhang Desheng, he just wants to conquer this football mecca at this time!

Then, he looked at the bench opposite.

"Well, isn't it still there?"

Zhang Desheng swept back and forth on the bench in Barcelona several times, and even the somewhat nervous Iniesta he saw at a glance, but he couldn't find the face that should be easily recognized.

"Ding!"

"I detected that the Argentine Son of Qi is in the stands, please teach him a good lesson!"

"Mission requirements: The score of this game is 9.5 points or more (with the "Team Newspaper" as a reference), and you can get an additional 2000 points of luck; If you score 9 points or more, you can get an additional 1000 points of luck; If you score more than 8 points, you can get an additional 250 luck points; If the score is less than 8, 500 luck points will be deducted; Under 7 points ......"

After Zhang Desheng saw this task, the whole person suddenly became energetic, he had to teach the little kid a good lesson, right on this Camp Nou!

At this time, on the broadcast signal in Guangdong, Guangdong, Hong Kong and Macao, many domestic fans stayed up late again to sit in front of the TV and wait for the kickoff.

They don't want anything else, just to see Zhang Desheng score again, of course it would be better to lead the team to win, that stupid coach is pure waste, dead!

Porto's starting XI today was hit on the screen first -

It is obvious that the big guys are in good shape (the list is in the writer's words).

Barcelona's starters have been adjusted a little bit compared to the previous game, but at a glance there is a feeling - pull the crotch!

"No wonder the record is so stretched, not to mention that this squad is not compared with Arsenal, it seems to be worse than ours?"

Zhang Desheng saw Barcelona tonight from the system, and he didn't even have a 90+ supergiant, and finally knew why they were so stretched this season.

The most outrageous thing about Barcelona today is that there is a back leg of less than 80 on the back line, what is the situation? Can a rookie under 80 play in the Champions League?

At this time, Mourinho also set his sights on the French defender Philippe, although he is not as systematic as Zhang Desheng who can intuitively see who is awesome and who is awesome, but he knows that this person is definitely a big shortcoming that can be exploited today.

The French tall defender made a name for himself at Monaco and was praised by the Barcelona hierarchy for his bestial physicality, but when he spent a fortune to bring him to Camp Nou, it was basically a nightmare for both sides.

However, Van Gaal is really unavailable today, Patrick was injured in the last game, the veteran Frank was injured in pre-season training camp, and now only the equally unreliable Navarro and teenager Reynau are left.

What, Pique?

He is now cheering for the home team in the stands with Messi and Xiaofa, and they can watch their brother perform on the field together.

Porto starters –

Frontcourt: Jan Kauskars (83, 1975, 191cm), Zhang Desheng (80, 1985, 182cm)

Midfielders: Maniche (86, 1977, 173 cm), Deco (89, 1977, 176 cm), Kostiniha (84, 1974, 181 cm), Dimitri Alenichev (84, 1972, 172 cm).

Back: Nuno Valente (82, 1974, 180 cm), Jorge Costa (82, 1971, 188 cm), Ricardo Carvalho (85, 1978, 182 cm), Paolo Ferreira (84, 1979, 181 cm)

Goalkeeper: Baia (84, 1969, 184cm)

Barcelona starter -

Frontcourt: Javier Saviola (84, 1981), Patrick Kluivert (88, 1976)

Midfielders: Juan Román Riquelme (87, 1978), Gézca Mendieta (84, 1974), Javier Hernández Creeus (87, 1980), Marc Overmars (83, 1973)

Backfield: Juan Sorin (83, 1976), Carles Puyol (85, 1978), Philippe Cristanbal (78, 1978), Michel Reziger (82, 1973)

Goalkeeper: Roberto Bonano (80, 1970)

(End of chapter)