It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 209 Chapter 207 Prince Heir (Part )
Gradually, the Melingers in the stands calmed down from their initial shock and began to think about the possibility of this matter.

"I remember last season when Charr played against Atletico Madrid and played like this game."

“He’s so much like Raúl.”

"Florentino has already driven out one of our captains, and now he's going to drive out our flag."

"Real Madrid can have the next captain, but Real Madrid will not have the next flag after Raul leaves."

"We need a prince."

All kinds of thoughts were swirling in the minds of the Real Madrid fans in the stands. Finally, a fan wearing the Real Madrid flag stood up and cheered.

"Welcome back the Crown Prince and revitalize the Bernabeu!"

His shout was like the horn of dawn, directly shocking everyone's hearts.

In an instant, there was a huge response on the field.

"Welcome back the Crown Prince and revitalize the Bernabeu!"

The Bernabeu Stadium is too big, and at first the fans farther away didn't react to what was happening.

As the fans in the center continued to sing along, gradually, this slogan reached everyone's ears without any loudspeakers.

"Welcome back the Crown Prince and revitalize the Bernabeu!"

"Welcome back the Crown Prince and revitalize the Bernabeu!"

It didn't rain at the Bernabeu today and the weather was very good.

Although it was almost dusk, the afterglow left by the setting sun was beautiful.

Raul had seen such scenes countless times in the past, but he never took it to heart.

But he also gradually grew old as time passed.

In fact, in terms of age, he is just over 30 years old and is still very young.

But sports competition is so cruel, and he is no longer the child who could ignore the sunset and afterglow.

Although he is still wearing a white robe now, he has gradually shifted from shining on the green field to waiting for opportunities on the bench.

Raul is very clear that the current Real Madrid is no longer the Real Madrid he had in the past.

No one can spend their entire life at Real Madrid.

Suker can’t do it, Redondo can’t do it, Hierro can’t do it, and he...can’t do it either.

But Charles on the field looks so familiar.

Raul saw the shadows of many people in him.

In terms of playing style, Raul saw some of his own shadow in Suker;
In other aspects, Raul saw Guti's calmness, Morientes's high spirits, his youth, and the time when he and his teammates were omnipotent.

"Atletico boy, what's wrong with you?"

Guti felt something was wrong with the people around him, and when he turned around, he saw Raul with tears in his eyes.

Raul quickly raised his head and pretended nothing had happened.

"nothing."

Although Guti has quarreled with Raul over the years and likes to call him the Atletico boy, how could he not care about this old friend?

"Is it about the recent transfer? If you leave, I will leave too. If Sanchez had won, there would be no Florentino, and Fernando would not have left in this way."

Raul slowly calmed down.

This Fernando can be Fernando Hierro, Fernando Redondo, or even Fernando Morientes.

"I want to talk to Ciel after the game."

"Chat..." Before Guti finished asking, he suddenly felt a thunderous roar behind him.

Everyone on the bench quickly pricked up their ears and looked back.

Except for the stands reserved for 600 Barcelona fans, all the Real Madrid fans in the rest of the stands stood up.

"Welcome back the Crown Prince and revitalize the Bernabeu!"

Guti's jaw dropped.

Although it doesn't say who the crown prince is, this is the Bernabeu.

Everyone knows that Real Madrid's crown prince is in Barcelona.

"Raoul, do you also want him to take over your job?"

"That's right, you are number seven, he is also number seven, and the fans just happen to like him."

Gudi muttered.

Yes, he, a genuine Real Madrid youth player, could be impressed by Raul, who came out of Atletico Madrid's youth team.

Not to mention that there are few young players in Real Madrid now, but there are quite a lot of French people.

With the support of fans + Florentino's direct lineage + the foundation of the French gang + the title of crown prince, it will be difficult for Charles not to gain a foothold in Real Madrid.

……

Spanish TV 5.

"Too much deception! Too much deception!"

Amor slammed his desk frantically.

For today's game, Spanish TV5 specially invited Amor, who plays for Barcelona, ​​and Santos, who plays for Real Madrid.

Everything was fine.

The two people commented on the game from the perspective of the teams they once played for.

Until the Real Madrid fans at the scene shouted the slogan "Welcome back the Crown Prince, revitalize the Bernabeu!"

Santos glanced at Amor, and the upturned corners of his mouth were harder to suppress than AK.

"Amor, sometimes we have to respect public opinion, don't you think?"

Former Barcelona midfielder Amor's face turned as red as an apple.

"Don't always think about other people's players. Damn it, we won't sell you any players."

Santos adjusted his tie.

"I remember the last No.7 of Barcelona, ​​you seemed to say the same thing, but now, even if it is the veterans team, he is only willing to be in the same team with us Real Madrid."

Amor clenched his fists.

The previous Barcelona No. 7 mentioned by Santos is of course not John Goodson, but Figo.

If he was allowed now, he really wanted to punch Santos right now.

"Don't you have your own number seven? You're always staring at others!"

……

Charles pretended not to understand what the fans in the stands were shouting.

But just because he plays dumb doesn't mean everyone plays dumb.

"Didn't you eat? Or did you read too much Playboy?"

Casillas angrily picked the ball out of the goal.

Raul did not start today, but he is the captain of the team.

If he didn't wake up his teammates, he was really worried that when the game was over, this place would become Charles' home court.

Damn, it was a good national derby, but the fans turned against us. What’s going on?
Ramos and others quickly took the blame.

"Wait a minute, let me pay attention. I didn't react in time and Messi successfully passed the ball to Charles."

Gare said.

Seeing the situation on the field had reached this point, Alonso had no choice but to take over the conversation.

"I didn't synchronize with Ramos just now and was caught in the gap. I won't do it again next time."

Ramos glanced at Alonso and didn't say anything to complain.

"Everyone cheer up, today we are at home, as long as we win this game, we can narrow the gap between us and Barcelona to 2 points."

"Whatever, Alamadrid!"

And just like that, in this strange atmosphere, Real Madrid kicked off again.

Alvio received the pass from Ramos and picked the ball out again without thinking much.

Just as Alonso was about to head the ball, Xavi suddenly rushed out from beside him and headed the ball.

"boom--"

Higuain and Pique rushed towards the ball at the same time, but Higuain was one step faster.

In the confrontation between the two, Higuain gradually lost the upper hand, but the ball was passed away by him again.

Barcelona's defense quickly retreated, and at the same time, Ronaldo also rushed to stop the ball before it went out of the line. Maxwell blocked in front of Ronaldo in time, and just as he was about to stretch his foot, Ronaldo saw the opportunity and poked the ball, directly leaving Maxwell half a body behind.

Milito looked back and saw that Maxwell had been passed. He felt something was wrong and rushed forward with his arms wide open.

But Ronaldo is obviously faster than him.

In the blink of an eye, the ball was passed forward by him. Milito quickly reached out and wanted to grab the hem of Ronaldo's clothes, but he didn't expect that he would miss it.

Ronaldo continued to wreak havoc on the wing, but Pique, who had stepped forward, had seen through everything.

I saw him concentrating his attention and aiming at the ball.

"boom."

The ball flew directly from Ronaldo's feet.

Busquets and Van der Vaart rushed towards the ball at the same time. Just when Busquets was about to succeed, Van der Vaart shook his ankle and shot directly at the ball without any adjustment.

The ball was fast and sharp, but it still couldn't get past Valdes who was well prepared.

He was like a clever cat, stretching out his hand and holding the ball.

"Snapped."

The ball rolled straight out of bounds.

The Meilingges, who had originally stood up excitedly, sat down again helplessly after seeing this scene.

As Real Madrid took a corner kick, chaos broke out in Barcelona's penalty area.

In the chaos, Real Madrid players' plan to seize the second point failed and the ball was cleared directly by Puyol.

Gago was highly focused and after seeing the direction of the ball clearly, he rushed straight over.

At this moment, a streak of golden hair suddenly floated in front of him.

The back of his head looks very much like Charles'.

At this time, "Charles" rushed forward without any hesitation, while Alves, who was not far in front of Gago, was watching him eagerly.

In a hurry, Gago made a direct tackle.

"boom!"

The two men fell to the ground at the same time, and at the same time, the ball was successfully kicked out by Gago.

Gago, who was not seriously injured, stood up immediately. At this time, "Charles" was still lying on the ground, covering his feet and rolling around.

Gago, who always felt something was wrong, took a closer look and found that "Charles" was actually Busquets!

He said, why are the people in Barcelona so calm.

Busquets lay on the ground grimacing in pain.

He couldn't understand why the probability of being tackled had increased so much recently.

Charles glanced at Busquets, but finally did not slow down and rushed forward.

Don't worry, Sergio, in this game, you assign me the right to tackle, and I will use Real Madrid as a sacrifice for you.

Charles said silently in his heart.

In Real Madrid's empty backcourt, Garay took a look at Charles who was running thousands of miles away, swallowed his saliva, and finally passed the ball back to goalkeeper Casillas.

Casillas stopped the ball, then finally kicked it towards the midfield again.

However, during the header, the Real Madrid player failed to control the ball and it rolled directly out of bounds.

Puyol took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, took the ball thrown by the caddy, looked at the situation, and finally threw the ball hard to Alves.

Garay and Alberoa stepped forward at the same time to surround Alves.

Before Alves had time to adjust, Alberoa took the lead and picked up the ball from under his feet.

At the same time, Garay took advantage of the moment Alves turned around to pass the ball directly to Alveol.

But after Gare got the ball, he couldn't find a more suitable option, and finally he lifted the ball forward.

This time the ball was directly controlled by Busquets.

Alonso moved quickly, trying to block his passing route.

But you can stop it for a while, not forever.

On this side, Busquets readjusted the passing route and passed the ball directly to Iniesta.

Gago stared at the ball.

But Iniesta remained unmoved. He shook his ankle and pushed the ball directly to Charles.

After receiving the ball, Charles quickly moved forward.

Ramos quickly lowered his center of gravity and kept backing away, but he always stood in front of Charles.

At the same time, Gago also set his sights on the target and followed closely behind Charles.

As long as you are not overtaken on the curve, you will win!

After all, he has no poor relatives in Africa to "encourage" him.

Looking at Ramos who was getting closer and closer, Charles didn't think of doing any fancy moves for once.

Ramos held his breath.

come on!

Even if you are the real crown prince of Real Madrid in the eyes of the Merengues, as long as you are still a Barcelona player, I, Ramos, will not relax my defensive attitude.

Charles pulled the ball with his left foot, and then quickly switched his supporting foot.

At this time Ramos quickly moved to the left.

He had been fooled by this trick before, and he wouldn't fall for it a second time.

However, the next moment after he made the move, Charles immediately touched the ground with his right foot and pushed the ball with the outside of his left foot.

"call out--"

The ball flew directly from Ramos' right side.

At the same time, Messi and Alveol quickly cut in behind Ramos, trying to control the ball.

Just as Ramos turned around, Charles also ran to the middle road that once belonged to Messi.

On the other side, the competition between Messi and Gago is still fierce, but this fierceness is unilaterally directed at Alveol.

Messi successfully controlled the ball under his feet and turned around to protect it.

Alveol could only grab Messi's clothes tightly to prevent him from running away, while at the same time stretching his feet in front of Messi.

Just as the two men collided and were about to lose control of their bodies, Messi supported himself with his left hand and passed the ball again.

"call out--"

Van der Vaart and Ramos immediately rushed towards Charles.

The moment Charles quickly grabbed the ball with his right foot, he turned around again to protect the ball.

When Yu Guangzhong saw the two players approaching, Charles dribbled the ball with his left foot again.

Seeing Charles getting farther and farther away from the goal, Casillas moved quickly.

The goalkeeper's positioning is very important, especially when facing a player like Charles who has top shooting skills.

Seeing that there was no hope of stealing the ball, Ramos did not continue his previous action, but immediately moved sideways to block Charles' shooting space.

At the same time, Charles flicked the ball with his right foot, then immediately switched his supporting foot and turned around again to face the goal at lightning speed.

At this time, Ramos, who had moved ahead, had blocked most of the space for Charles to shoot.

However, the archer will never take back the loaded bullets and the strung arrows just because the road ahead is difficult.

tilt.

Swing arms.

"call out--"

The ball is like an eagle with life. Even if Ramos blocks most of the space, life will find its way out.

Casillas was fully focused and made no mistakes in his positioning.

The moment the ball flew over, he jumped high and held the ball with both hands.

"boom!"

The ball was kicked directly out of bounds.

The ass life will find its own way out, that's because the concrete wall in front of him is not strong enough.

Casillas patted his gloves.

There may be more content during the New Year, but the exact amount is not clear yet.

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(End of this chapter)