Manchester United's heir apparent, but can't play football.

Chapter 108 You want me to become the assist king of Europe?

Chapter 108 You want me to become the assist king of Europe?
The Weser Stadium has witnessed many interesting events. For example, in one match, the referee, Dieter Allenfeld, was drunk and blew the whistle to end the first half after only 32 minutes, which led to the Bundesliga having to strengthen pre-match alcohol testing for referees ever since.

The singing kept echoing.

De Bruyne exchanged jerseys with his former Werder Bremen teammates.

"The camera focused on the Belgian midfielder."

"I remember De Bruyne playing for Werder Bremen as a striker? He was already performing very well back then, a giant-killer. There were also frequent reports in the media that he didn't like training."

"Belgians are all about talent."

As the guide chatted, he began to explain the historical anecdotes of the city.

The Hanseatic League, Roland the Knight, Grimm's Fairy Tales, "German Requiem", the coffee trade, and so on.

The Wolfsburg team quickly boarded a bus and left Bremen.

After inflicting a crushing defeat on the opponent, we can't get too cocky; Werder Bremen's extreme fans are not to be trifled with.

A cold winter night.

The assistant coach and his teammates discussed the game enthusiastically along the way.

"Li's playmaking is fantastic. He's like I'm playing with him. He's improved a lot over the past half-season."

“You don’t understand. Li has always been very good. When I was in Little Britain, the English newspapers had long ago described him as a future Ballon d’Or winner.”

Schürrle looked at the few little black eggs with the same eyes one would use to look at 'country bumpkins'.

However, he was also thinking to himself: with such a midfield maestro, all his teammates must feel very fortunate. At first, he thought it was just hype from the English media.

As they chatted, everyone unconsciously hummed the team song.

The song contained joy.

Drop drop drop.

Li Luo took his phone out of his bag.

Upon unlocking the screen, I saw a message from Juventus's talented striker:

[Morata: Lee, I accidentally watched two of your games. If we ever get a chance to be teammates, I'll make you the top assist provider in Europe.]

Didn't care.

Li Luo believes that Morata is unlikely to have the opportunity to be his teammate.

Because this guy once said in an interview: "My childhood dream was to join Juventus."

I thought about it.

He took out his tablet and started watching recent football videos released by various star players.

Little Britain.

The coach's office was brightly lit.

knock knock knock.

"come in!"

Van Gaal didn't even look up, intently studying their next Premier League opponent.

Giggs cautiously stepped forward, handed over a report, and said, "Boss, Juventus striker Morata, his agent says his childhood dream was to join Manchester United."

"Huh? This guy, haven't we been keeping an eye on him? Real Madrid's new Raul, Juventus' tactical center forward."

"Yes, his stats for Juventus this season are very good. He has excellent footwork, backheel passing, ground duels, penalty area duels, and passing ability."

Old Fan nodded.

I took the report and glanced at it casually.

"That's strange. I watched the replays, and this guy clearly doesn't like physical confrontations most of the time, so how come his success rate in confrontations is so high for most of the season?"

"His ball control, passing, and back-to-goal passing are all highly efficient, and 83% of his passes are well-placed to his midfield teammates making runs."

"high speed."

"Its ability to escape in a small area is also very strong."

"He is not just a pivot point for holding the ball, but also a pivot point for contesting space while moving. He is a perfect combination of traditional center forward and modern striker. Most importantly, he is not South American."

Van Gaal has recently pulled some crazy moves again: either benching Di Maria and Falcao, two South Americans, or relegating them to the reserve team.

The more they talked, the more excited they became.

It's amazing that Juventus' two star strikers end up "in jail" during matches, but Morata doesn't.

"Yes, he may not score many goals, but he will make our attack more layered."

The winter night in Turin was shrouded in cold fog, and the meeting room of the management team was filled with anxious discussions.

Documents were scattered at both ends of the long solid wood table.

"Returning to Real Madrid is the best solution, not only because of the Galácticos brand, but also because Bernabéu fans are looking forward to the return of their homegrown youth talents."

"What's the use of fans' expectations? Will it get them a starting position? No, I think Morata should stay at Juventus for another year. That's the most reasonable plan."

suddenly.

The debate hadn't even died down yet.

Morata, who had been sitting silently on the sofa, suddenly stood up.

"There's no need to argue anymore."

The noise in the room instantly stopped.

"I watched the two games Manchester United's heir apparent played after the winter break, just two games, but that was enough! Didn't you notice his vision, awareness, overall game sense, passing, and speed of thought?"

"If I join Manchester United, I'm pretty sure the Premier League Golden Boot, and even the European Golden Boot, will be mine next season."

Morata's tone was firm.

The meeting room became completely silent.

The agents exchanged glances, and after a few seconds, a voice finally spoke up: "Because of Lee, you decided to join Manchester United?"

"Correct."

Morata nodded seriously.

Countless beautiful images have already appeared in my mind: Li Luo breaking down the opponent's defense, delivering all kinds of passes, and scoring all kinds of goals.

The following day, Lower Saxony.

Blackgold gave all the players a day off.

Li Luo still came to the training base.

The assistant coach tried to stop them because Wolfsburg had a very tight schedule, and in a few days they would face Roma in the second leg of the Europa League knockout stage at home.

but.

As he got closer, he saw that Li Luo was simply standing in front of the arc outside the penalty area, bending down to adjust the ball's position, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The muscle involvement in free kick practice is mainly concentrated in the lower limbs and core, with the upper limbs only assisting in balance; as long as you're not practicing a powerful, superhuman leg like Carlos's, it will never exceed your body's capacity.

Tom set up the human wall of obstacles and ran away quickly.

Li Luo looked towards the goal.

From God's perspective, the red line extends.

Bah!
The ball's initial trajectory was erratic, with a slight upward arc, clearing the top of the obstacle wall. Tom and the teaching assistant looked up and realized the ball's trajectory was too high and would go out of bounds.

They were even prepared to continue throwing the ball to Li Luo.

suddenly.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a white shadow in mid-air that had changed direction.

Like a withered leaf falling from a tree in late autumn, without any support, it suddenly loses all its upward strength.

The ball slowed down in mid-air, and its originally gentle arc suddenly became steep, as if it were being pulled down by an invisible hand. During its rapid descent, it also had a slight side spin, grazing the lower edge of the crossbar and slamming hard into the net inside the goal.

"Pretty!"

"This drop."

Tom and the teaching assistant applauded excitedly.

Li Luo smiled and said, "It's because of the wind."

It's not modesty, the wind was really too strong.

After a few days, thanks to the European League module he had acquired last time, he had completely mastered the technique of the knuckleball.

Bah!
Bah!
Bah!
The intermittent sounds of the ball hitting the ground startled the sparrows on the nearby branches.

A few days later, the second leg of the Europa League kicked off.

In the public arena, green and white scarves rippled across the stands.

The Wolfsburg team anthem, sung by tens of thousands of fans, echoed through the night.

The song was full of confidence: In the first leg at the Stadio Olimpico in Rome, Li Luo sent Wolfsburg home with a two-goal lead, one foot already in the Europa League quarterfinals!
"Zhuangdianertai! Zhuangdianertai! Good evening, viewers!"

"We are now broadcasting live the key match of the second leg of the knockout stage of the 2014/15 UEFA Europa League."

Wolfsburg will host Roma!

"Wolfsburg led by two goals in the first leg away from home, and even if they lose by one goal tonight, they can still advance. But judging from their home momentum, Hecking's team clearly wants to keep the initiative in their hands!"

"Hehehe, we'll have to see if Rudi Garcia's team has adjusted properly. Roma is a strong team, they might have a chance."

Pre-match press conference.

Blackgold, beaming with pride, said, "How could we, playing at home, be completely dominated by Roma inside our penalty area?"

clap clap.

As soon as the applause subsided, another reporter followed up: "Aren't you worried about Totti's link-up play in the attacking third? I saw his name on Roma's starting lineup."

As the match was about to begin, the starting lineups for both sides were announced in advance.

Black Gold shook his head: "I'm not worried at all."

If you lead by two goals in the first leg but are overturned at home in the second leg, what kind of famous coach are you?
However, it seems that most famous coaches in football history have had to be a background figure at least once.
The other side.

Roma's manager, Rudi Garcia, remained calm.

"We are ready."

Player tunnel.

The atmosphere was solemn.

There was little communication between the players from both sides.

They simply greeted each other.

At the very front of the queue.

Totti turned to his teammates and said, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, relax, let me tell you a joke!"

De Rossi waved his hand, dissuading him, "You don't need to say anything. The Wolfsburg players are smiling too, and they're not under pressure anymore."

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Pjanic watched Li Luo's retreating figure with a determined look in his eyes.

After a while.

The referee team led both teams out of the passage.

The crowd in the arena was in high spirits, and the green lights in the stands instantly filled the entire field.

The mascot, Little Wolf Wofi, bounced around in the player tunnel holding a sign that read "Advance! Advance!"

"Now, let me introduce the starting lineups for both sides!"

"Wolfsburg's formation is 4-2-3-1!"

Goalkeeper:

"The full-strength lineup is out, and there haven't been any major changes."

"the other side."

"Roma's formation is 4-3-3!"

Goalkeeper:

"The lineup is the same as in the first leg, except that Doumbia has been replaced by Totti!"

Live Stream Room: -
[Even Totti's starting lineup couldn't save Roma; Wolfsburg leads by two goals on aggregate.]
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Wolfsburg can advance even if they lose by one goal.
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[With players like Black Saint and Li Luo, Wolfsburg has the potential to make history this season by winning its first European trophy.]
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Don't panic, the Europa League won't have as many unpredictable scenarios as the Champions League.

Accompanied by the referee's whistle.

The game officially begins.

Rome has possession of the ball.

Totti kicks off and passes the ball back to his own half.

The two sides quickly spread out their formations.

"Rudi Garcia is very patient, he plays so fast."

"Gervinho! Advance down the wing at high speed!"

"He's finally passed the ball!"

"Hehehe, of course! Would he dare not pass the ball to Totti?"

Totti passes the ball with one foot.

His one-touch passing from both sides of the flanks is a unique skill.

The ball rolled to Ljajic's feet.