Chapter 72: Mars Clashes with Earth! Manchester United vs. Real Madrid, Varane Worried About Becomin
Chapter 72: Mars Clashes with Earth! Manchester United vs. Real Madrid, Varane Worried About Becomin
Chapter 72: Mars Clashes with Earth! Manchester United vs. Real Madrid, Varane Worried About Becoming Jenkinson? (Please Subscribe)
Returning from the international match day.
The Carrington training ground has returned to its former cheerful atmosphere.
The atmosphere was very relaxed.
Even though in just three days they will be sitting at Old Trafford, facing off against the "Galacticos".
During a training break, Liu Yi asked Rooney for advice.
"Wayne, do you have any good ways to avoid getting hurt?"
Rooney thought for a moment.
"Um, don't be afraid when you're putting weight on your feet. Keep your body straight. If you flinch, you're more likely to get injured."
Liu Yi seemed thoughtful, then pressed further, "Anything else?"
Rooney replied seriously, "If you do get tackled, you can try rolling around on the ground a couple of times to absorb the impact."
Hmm————
Is it like Neymar rolling from the bench to the players' tunnel?
That's unnecessary; he's not handsome at all.
"You're afraid of Pepe and Ramos, aren't you?"
Berbatov understood the unspoken meaning in his beloved student's words.
"Yes—I heard they're really good at playing football—"
The Bulgarian striker grinned mischievously: "I'll tell you a good idea."
Liu Yi raised an eyebrow: "What method?"
Handsome Guy: "Just say you can't fly, and then don't participate in the competition three days later, right?"
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Liu Yi was greatly surprised.
No, that's not Gomen; that's called faking an injury.
"—Have you been teaching Lingard something new lately?"
"How did you know?" the dashing guy asked in surprise. "He was asking me for advice on the advanced techniques of the Jinhu Revolving Technique."
Liu Yi (facepalm): "I was wondering how your IQ has regressed to the same level as his. It's our home game in three days. If I need to fly, and the landing point happens to be Old Trafford, that just means Yidi..."
OUT, the plane crashed.
Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.
Clearly, Berbatov has been on the bench for too long and can't even remember the schedule.
Rooney broke the silence as he stretched his ligaments.
"Don't worry, Liu. I heard Pepe is injured and can't play, and Ramos plays as a full-back."
Professor Yang, who had been watching the commotion, let out a wail.
"Oh, no—"
The night was dark and desolate.
A pure white chartered plane bearing the Real Madrid logo pierced the sky and landed at Manchester International Airport.
The gangway was slowly lowered.
The photographers swarmed around.
The shutter kept clicking.
Real Madrid manager Jose Mourinho, looking serious, was the first to step out of the plane.
Followed by.
One after another, the stars of "Galactic Battleship" arrived on Earth.
Casillas, Alonso, Di Maria, Turkish Dogs —
The flash frequency increased significantly.
Cristiano Ronaldo was the last to appear at the cabin door, one hand gripping his bag behind his back, the other in his pocket, his hair neatly combed back, wearing huge sunglasses that obscured his facial expression.
Comment area.
My only love is red and blue: [What are you trying to be cool about, wearing sunglasses so late at night?]
The boasting isn't forced: [It feels like Ronaldo's "Full Power" mode is coming. If Messi wins another Ballon d'Or, Ronaldo will be two behind, so he'll definitely go on a scoring spree this season.]
Little Meilinger: [Indeed, this is Mourinho's second year at Real Madrid. The Special One usually achieves results in his second season, so please say those five words: "Our team is the champion!"]
Before the field practice.
Mourinho is busy arranging tactics.
"What group of death? We are the great Real Madrid! We are responsible for arranging the deaths of others!"
"Of the six matches, this one is the biggest challenge, but don't worry, I've already found a solution!"
In the corner, Casillas nudged Ramos beside him with his elbow and muttered, "Parking the bus."
The "madman" was completely oblivious to the whispers below, still fully absorbed in strategizing.
"We will continue with the strategy we used in the previous rounds, playing a 4-2-3-1 formation."
"Find a way to get the ball to Chris's feet!"
"Ferguson wouldn't be like that bald guy at Barcelona who deliberately waters the grass."
The relationship between Magic Bird and Sir Furious is very delicate.
When they were at Chelsea, they were direct competitors.
At that time, the newly arrived Magic Bird called himself "the special one" and vowed to teach the two masters of the old era a lesson.
The fact that the refined old man at the Arsenal was "beaten to death by a flurry of punches" is certainly related to Arsenal's reduced competitiveness due to building stadiums and selling captains.
So in those years, the only team in the Premier League that could dampen Chelsea's spirits was Sir Alex Ferguson's Red Devils.
Moreover—there's another reason why Mourinho didn't go that far.
He believes that once Ferguson retires, he is the only one with the ability and qualifications to take over the reins of Manchester United.
Di Maria looked puzzled.
"Why doesn't Ferguson sprinkle water?"
Cristiano Ronaldo, without a smile, said: "Is the fact that Old Trafford's drainage system is so bad, and they're still watering the stadium to turn it into a pond?"
After saying that, he muttered something to himself.
"Hopefully, Manchester United's facilities are better than they were two years ago —"
Training sessions are underway.
Varane, an 18-year-old center-back from France, is filled with anxiety.
During this transfer window, he joined Real Madrid from Lens for a transfer fee of 1000 million euros.
He has not yet made an appearance in an official match for the first team.
As a result, Pepe was suddenly injured, leaving Real Madrid with only Carvalho and him as their only available starting defenders.
In his defensive setup, Mourinho assigned Liu Yi a relatively easy role to defend.
After all, dealing with Rooney requires the experience of Carvalho to keep him in check.
The French center-back has excellent academic performance.
Playing football abroad didn't interfere with my studies.
Before a match, he likes to watch video recordings to understand his opponent's offensive habits.
As a result, we reviewed the video footage.
Xiao Wa's eyes were wide open, like copper bells.
The sentence I said most often was————
"How dare they let them in?"
I saw the match where Manchester United beat Arsenal 8-2.
Varane remained silent.
Both were newcomers.
It was also the first game of the season.
Arsenal's Jenkinson was directly manipulated by Liu Yi into becoming a "combat unit".
Can I, myself—avoid this fate?!
On the evening of December 15, 2011.
Manchester.
Old Trafford in the drizzle exudes a sense of history.
The red flag fluttered silently in the night wind.
Real Madrid's pure white bus slowly drove into this legendary stadium steeped in a long history.
Manchester United fans miss the Portuguese superstar who wore the number 7 jersey, but that's all in the past.
After all, Manchester United's current strength still ranks firmly among the top five in Europe, unlike the "overpriced United" that has been languishing in a parallel universe and ridiculed by other fans.
Taking advantage of the topic of Ronaldo's return.
Some Manchester United fans are discussing who should inherit the number 7 shirt after Michael Owen's departure.
This is a number with an exceptionally legendary aura.
Starting with the "ancient beast" George Best, Bryan Robson and Eric Cantona are all renowned superstars. Before Michael Irving, Cristiano Ronaldo and David Beckham sparked a wave of discussion worldwide.
Fan A: "How's Danny Welbeck? He's been selected for the England national team too. He has a bright future ahead of him."
Fan B shook his head: "Seeing that face, I have no desire to spend money on him."
Fan C: "Sigh, looking at it this way, it seems like no one on the team has the charisma to wear the number 7 jersey."
Fan B suddenly lowered his voice: "I have someone in mind, what do you guys think of Liu?"
The fans looked at each other and actually thought about it seriously.
Hmm————
It seems that, compared to those oddballs, this is truly the perfect candidate to inherit Manchester United's number 7 jersey.
Fan A: "His looks and demeanor are good enough, but his skills seem to be lacking."
Inside the players' tunnel.
Both sides have lined up.
Liu Yi is adjusting his basketball shorts.
He was wearing a pair of Puma boots with his name printed on them.
It says on it: 15.09.11VSREALMADRID
He took the hand of the caddie next to him.
"Child, what is your name?"
The caddie replied timidly, "Scott McTominay, sir!"
"Oh, Mike, I hope to see you in the first team in the future."
McTominay lowered his head upon hearing this: "I'm too short, sir, I'm afraid it will be difficult—"
Liu Yi patted McTominay's head: "Maybe you'll suddenly grow taller next year. You know Lingard, right? Jesse Lingard, when he was your age, he wasn't even as tall as you."
Actually...
It's okay to be short.
After all, only a certain country's youth training system would bring a measuring tape during interviews to screen candidates by height.
McTominay nodded, seemingly understanding.
Lingard is a prominent figure in Carrington.
Let's shed that ridiculous exterior.
Lin Huang's story is actually quite inspiring.
Suddenly, a commotion arose at the back of the line.
Cristiano Ronaldo walked from the back of the line and shook hands with his old teammates one by one.
The Portuguese superstar had a pleasant conversation with Ferdinand, Carrick, and others.
These players were key contributors to the Premier League's consecutive title wins.
When passing by Rooney.
The two superstars shook hands politely.
But his smile was stiff, clearly just an act.
Portugal fought a major battle against England back then.
Rooney is substituted.
Cristiano Ronaldo winked at someone on the sidelines, and the media caught him doing so.
Coupled with the competition for status, they eventually drifted apart.
When I passed by Liu Yi.
The Portuguese superstar paused slightly and patted the young striker on the shoulder.
After all, in Ronaldo's eyes, Liu Yi was neither a former teammate nor a phenomenal superstar with whom he had met at his peak.
Liu Yi remained calm, appearing indifferent.
True respect is earned, one goal at a time.
Looking at the green field illuminated by lights at the end of the players' tunnel and the surging red waves.
The Chinese boy gradually became excited.
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