It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 165 163 Have you ever wavered for a moment?
"Pep, Pellegrini seems to have a way to deal with it. Did he anticipate our thoughts?"

Vilanova was a little worried.

Guardiola turned and looked at Pellegrini.

Hum, Chilean engineer, there is a saying that melon is sweeter when it is tender.

"Just leave it to Charles. Pellegrini has good ideas, but Charles' ideas are always better than his."

On the court, Alves threw the ball out of bounds.

Just when Alonso had a premonition, sure enough, Alves threw the ball hard and it flew accurately towards Xavi.

Alonso rushed forward, but Xavi was faster than him and headed the ball away again.

At the same time, after throwing the ball, he stepped onto the court, jumped lightly like a seal, and headed the ball again.

Diarra subconsciously slid sideways, but in front of Iniesta, Alonso once again persevered and stuck to him, but Xavi was more flexible than he thought.

Even though Ronaldo rushed up to help him with the double-team, Xavi simply bent down and slipped out from the gap between the two men, heading the ball again.

Just as the ball was about to fly over Alves' head, Ronaldo hurriedly changed his defensive target, seized the opportunity, and jumped up.

"Snapped--"

The ball lost control of its direction during the competition between two people.

Puyol took a step forward, but was still a step too late. Higuain didn't make any adjustments, but exerted force with his right leg and kicked the ball.

"call out--"

Pepe sprinted forward, but was still a step too slow.

The Melineks in the away stands had grim looks on their faces. The Barcelona No. 7 who was about to catch up with the ball was not what they wanted to see.

Unless he wears a Real Madrid jersey.

"Stop him!"

"Stop him!!"

"Stop him!!!"

Amid the cheers, Pepe glanced at Charles who was about to touch the ball and recalled the coach's instructions again.

Charles raised his right foot high, and just as he stopped the ball and was about to turn around, Pepe instantly fell to the ground and slid, and in the next second, Charles had no time to dodge and was tripped to the ground.

Guardiola's eyes widened, this was not what he thought.

"Damn it, what on earth does this guy Pellegrini want to do?"

Vilanova quickly grabbed Guardiola.

"Calm down, Pep, it's still a tactical foul."

"He better just think so."

The game continues on the court.

But off the field, Benzema has already started to keep track of the little account in his mind.

Don't think that he didn't hear the coach giving Pepe tactical instructions just now. He knew everything.

The head coach was talking about a tactical foul. Pepe's mind was clear just now and he was not confused. He was indeed doing what the head coach said.

But when Pepe's mind is unclear and confused, who can guarantee that he can still distinguish between a tactical foul and a foul?

Thinking of this, Benzema felt it necessary to let Pepe wake up during the halftime break.

The South American musical instruments he just bought are a very good choice.

……

"Come on Madrid, come on Madrid, noble and dignified, noble and dignified, come on Madrid, go all out to win and defend your noble white color!"

"Real Madrid are running towards you, they are carrying the Madrid flag, which is the symbol of Madrid's greatness. Come on Madrid, come on Madrid!"

Even though the team is still behind, the proud Real Madrid fans don't think this score will remain until the end.

They have shining stars, and their flashes of inspiration can score goals for them.

Pique passed the ball directly to Busquets. Seeing that Barcelona's midfield was still closely watched by Real Madrid's double defensive midfielders, Charles did not stay in the frontcourt any longer, but chose to retreat directly.

In his understanding, when a striker retreats like this, in addition to helping organize the game in the midfield, it is more important for him to make the right choice based on the defender guarding him.

If Pepe chooses to follow him out and interfere with his organization, then Real Madrid's defense will be left empty, and he will try to pass the ball to Henry or Messi and let them score;

If Pepe didn't follow him out, he would boldly organize the game in the midfield, or wait for the right opportunity to break through with the ball.

Busquets, who was constantly disturbed by Real Madrid players, saw Charles' shaking fingers, understood it in an instant, and kicked the ball directly.

Pepe did not follow out, but reached out and grabbed Henry the moment Henry received the ball. Henry had no choice but to pass the ball back again.

Seeing this, Charles quickly adjusted his position.

Sure enough, at the moment when Henry passed the ball helplessly, Kaka suddenly appeared from somewhere like a ghost.

Just when he was about to be entangled by Kaka, Iniesta kicked the ball in an emergency.

Once again, Charles was in the position that Iniesta thought was most suitable.

Although Real Madrid's half was crowded, Charles managed to find a gap in the crowd.

At this time, Messi and Henry were both in the front court, but Pepe did not follow, which means that Real Madrid's defense is now very solid;

Then the most suitable passing point is to transfer the ball to the right again and tear open Real Madrid's defense again.

Diarra was shocked. The tempo on the field was too fast. According to Pellegrini's intention before the game, Barcelona should be slowed down so that it would be easier to play, but it was impossible to slow down.

Charles glanced at Diarra, and at the moment he kicked the ball, Charles kicked the ball with the toe of his left foot, and the ball went directly over Diarra's outstretched calf.

At the same time, Xavi, who was free and unattended at the far end, immediately ran with the ball the moment he received it.

Albero took a deep breath and stared at Xavi's footsteps.

Damn it, when was he free? Why was there no one around him?

But this is not the time to complain.

Diarra looked around, his eyes constantly switching back and forth between Charles and Xavi. After confirming that Charles had made another forward move, he immediately rushed towards Xavi.

Are you kidding? If he could defend against Charles, he wouldn't have come to Real Madrid now.

Once again feeling relaxed, with no one to bother him, Harvey directly played the role of "ventilator".

Before Diarra and the cautious Alberoa could rush over, Xavi kicked the ball directly and accurately.

The Captain of Protecting the Qiang rode on the barrier in the morning, and the General Who Defeats the Enemy crossed the Liao at night.

The ball is here, Charles is here!

Seeing Charles catch the ball at the top of the penalty area, Real Madrid fans stopped singing instantly, as if a fishbone got stuck in their throats while eating fish, and they were desperately looking for ways to save themselves.

Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Pepe approaching and stretched out his foot to try to clear the ball. Charles immediately kicked the ball with his right knee and once again kept the ball out of Pepe's control.

Seeing this, Pepe reached out and grabbed Charles's clothes without hesitation, but he never expected that he couldn't hold back the most famous glass bubble man in La Liga. The fans in the stands covered their mouths instantly.

Pepe was instantly left behind by Charles. Just as he stood up with his hands, Charles kicked the ball with his left knee again and started running gracefully again.

Players from both teams kept rushing forward as if they were being chased by dogs.

Casillas did not stand on the goal line waiting to die, or waiting for other Real Madrid defenders to come and clear the ball.

During his years as a goalkeeper at Real Madrid, looking at the group of sword-wielding guards in front of him, Casillas had long understood the fact that the goalkeeper could only rely on himself besides the crossbar and the goal post.

There was silence.

Just as Casillas rushed out and was about to get close to Pepe, Charles picked up the ball with extraordinary calmness, and the ball went directly over Casillas' head.

Just when the Real Madrid goalkeeper was still wondering where the ball was, Charles broke through Casillas again.

He leaned his body, swung his arms, and kicked the ball with his right foot.

"call out--"

No matter how hard Pepe chased, he could only watch from close range as Charles used the inside of his left foot to steadily send the ball into the goal.

"Ciel!"

“Ciel!!”

"Ciel!!!"

"It was a wonderful lob. With someone defending him closely, Charles lobbed the ball past the goalkeeper and then scored directly."

"This is the second national derby for Charlton, but now Charlton has scored eight goals."

"The impeached Calderon has now gone to the La Liga Football Association to take office in order to avoid embarrassment, but now all Real Madrid people have to pay the price for Calderon's blindness in 2008."

"Calderon said that Charles was too young."

"Calderon said Real Madrid only wants superstars."

"Calderon's Real Madrid has too many rules and thresholds. The noble Real Madrid does not need commoners like Charles!"

"Well, in that case, Charles will have to score one goal after another to break through Real Madrid's goal."

In addition to being extremely popular in La Liga, this game also caused a craze throughout Europe because of the large number of stars.

The Greek commentators all cheered when they saw this scene.

"Has anyone seen the Euthymidian jar, the warriors leaving for war?"

"The earliest positive foot in the history of art, the first declaration that humans should paint things as they really are, not as people think they are."

"Although it was just a direct kick, the thousand-year-old direct law was broken, just like Charr. Although it was only two national derbies, Real Madrid was slapped in the face."

(Front mural)

(The left is a soldier leaving for war, breaking the first positive foot of the positive law, and the right is a pottery jar of the positive law)

"Ancient Egypt also had a very strict set of rules when painting because of their pursuit of eternity. Even in three thousand years, their painting style did not change much, so the ancient Greeks also began to follow this set of rules."

"Since Florentino first came to power, Real Madrid's superstar strategy has deeply influenced the club. Whether it is strict implementation or overcorrection, it is closely related to this set of rules."

“Even if it’s just a one-time attempt, the content that has been rigid for thousands of years will slowly be liberated, even if the results are not achieved overnight.”

"Even if Calderon had taken that step and made an offer to Charles, things would have gone differently."

"Perhaps in ancient Greece, there was one or even several painters who slowly realized the error of the frontal law and drew the frontal feet on the drawing paper, but they eventually erased it due to thousands of years of teaching;"

"But Calderón did not write down the offer from Charles on a piece of paper for a single moment in 2008."

"Perhaps this is why he has been working hard and making sacrifices for his chairmanship, but ultimately failed miserably!"

"Florentino continued his wish to bring Cristiano Ronaldo from Manchester United to Real Madrid."

"But now, what all Real Madrid fans want most is Charles, the hidden gem that Calderon missed."

"It's like the soldiers who are leaving for war now. They are not in Greece now, but in a museum in Munich, Germany. Charity is not in Real Madrid now, but in Barcelona, ​​618 kilometers away."

Florentino's face in the stands was a little dark.

He watched the game today with many of Real Madrid's sponsors.

How can he keep his face clear now that Real Madrid is playing like this?
And if this continues, let alone whether he should sack Pellegrini, the first thing he should consider is how the Real Madrid fans will riot after the game.

And there are all these sponsors, all of whom are opportunistic.

Of all his current plans, which one doesn't require financial support?

Damn Calderon, although he is no longer the president of Real Madrid, he still causes endless harm.

If Charles was not a Barcelona player, would he need to think so much now?

Just spend money and bring Charles over.

No one in the world can say no to the most successful club of the last century.

It only takes an hour and a half to fly from Madrid to Barcelona.

But it might take several years to move Charles to Madrid.

Thinking of this, Florentino sighed.

"Everyone, let me excuse you for a moment."

The sponsors looked at each other.

"Okay, okay, our sir, you go and do your work first."

After a few more pleasantries, Florentino left the box with a smile on his face, and his secretary Enrique followed him out.

The moment he closed the door, his face suddenly turned cold and he lowered his voice and looked at the secretary.

"Enrique, has our plan been implemented? Why is Charles still on the court?"

The secretary suddenly felt sweat pouring down his face.

"I do not know either……"

Florentino looked surprised.

"Well, I asked our team doctor, and he said he had followed the instructions and Charles had taken it, but for some reason it hasn't taken effect yet. It could be...it could be..."

"What could it be?"

"Maybe the number of burgers Ciel ate was too small, so the effect will take longer."

Enrique said in a whisper.

The Real Madrid president’s face almost turned blue with anger.

"Damn it, I never want to see a player who likes hamburgers in Real Madrid again!"

(End of this chapter)