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

Chapter 145 Arrival at Stamford Bridge! (Daily Transition)

News reports are being released one after another.

Continuing his dominant form, Bayern Munich's striker Robert Lewandowski is unstoppable.

Arsenal 2-3 Olympiacos, conceding a two-goal lead at home and falling silent at the Emirates Stadium.

Real Madrid sets a new Champions League group stage record of 24 unbeaten matches.

"MSN Barcelona revives, thrashing Malmö 7-0."

With his own system, Li Luo led "Manchester United's second team" to a victory against French powerhouse Lyon away from home.

Juventus thrashed Sevilla, and Pogba commented after the match: "My most desired opponent in the Champions League knockout stage? Manchester United!"

The Sun: A lengthy analysis of why Li Luo prefers innocent girls aged 17-19, and why 31-year-old Miriam Leone is the sole exception.

Comment area.
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What does "the supreme ruler" mean?
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[Lewandowski scored five goals in nine minutes against Wolfsburg recently! A miracle in the top five leagues, setting four Guinness World Records. Wolfsburg's center-back Dante became the backdrop. Last year, Dante was thrashed by Li Luo at Bayern Munich; this year, Dante went to Wolfsburg and was thrashed by Lewandowski.]
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[This can also be traced back to last year's World Cup, to Dante, a rare example of a disastrous center-back in football history.]
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Arsenal could buy Roma's defensive midfielder Nainggolan, which would completely solve some of their weaknesses. The manager has experience dealing with difficult players.
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Surprisingly, Juventus didn't collapse after Pirlo, Vidal, and Tevez left; instead, they've become even stronger?
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[The Sun is spreading rumors again. These past two months have been a period of explosive release of AAA games. Li Luo is probably engrossed in some stealth game in his dorm room; he has no time for dating.]
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If this Manchester United team faces Juventus in the knockout stage, they should have no problem, right? With Buffon and the two veterans forming a defensive powerhouse...
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[You should worry about whether Manchester United can beat Chelsea in Saturday's Premier League highlight match.]

The next day.

The team returned to Little Britain.

Manchester United gave Li Luo a day off.

Three matches a week, or even four later on, is too grueling.

Van Gaal believes that Li Luo should not be used like a donkey, and is worried that the midfield maestro's body cannot keep up.

What's even more frustrating is that some Manchester United fan groups believe he is "abusing" the 19-year-old Manchester United heir. Messi, Ronaldo, and Rooney were all well protected by their clubs when they were 19, and had reasonable and scientific rotation and rest time.

Li Luo was not idle.

He quietly practiced free kicks on the pitch below the first team's dormitory.

The staff set up a human wall obstacle.

Bah!
Falling Leaf Slash.

Bah!
Elevator ball.

Bah!
Banana ball.

Bah!
Knuckleball!
Several dogs wagged their tails excitedly.

The sparrows on the branches were not startled; they seemed to be familiar with the sound of the ball being touched here.

Tom, who was in charge of throwing the ball, looked surprised: "Lee, you've been training at Wolfsburg all this time, your free-kick technique is becoming more and more comprehensive."

"not enough."

Li Luo smiled.

The red line from God's perspective has been simulated many times.
There is still a long way to go before reaching the pinnacle of the "free-kick kaleidoscope" form.

I practiced free kicks more than thirty times.

Giggs, who rushed over, was startled by the dogs and ran in a disheveled manner to the training ground, where he immediately called for a halt.

"Li, we're playing Chelsea in a couple of days, so the training intensity can't be too high!"

"Stop doing strength training too."

"Go watch the video, get some rest, or go to sleep. Make sure you get some rest."

Li Luo took the dry towel and wiped his sweat.

"I'll watch it in a bit."

"it is good."

Giggs handed over a file folder: "Inside are detailed characteristics and habits of Chelsea's key players; several of them are geniuses who play entirely on instinct."

"instinct?"

"It's those guys like Hazard and Diego Costa."

After a while.

After taking a shower, Li Luo walked into the dormitory living room. Tom was already sitting on the sofa, and the TV screen was lit up with highlights of Chelsea's recent matches. In the picture, Hazard was making a series of sudden stops and changes of direction on the left wing, Pedro's magic weapon was unsheathed, and Diego Costa was unstoppable.

Li Luo stared at the screen, becoming engrossed in it without realizing it.

In the footage, Hazard completes a high-speed breakthrough and can connect with a pass or shot with almost no adjustment, while Willian's short sprint still keeps his footwork compact and there is no unnecessary deceleration.

"Amazing."

"Chelsea's midfield and defense are also good."

Why can't Manchester United buy players like them in the last two seasons?

Tom sat on the sofa and pondered for a moment, then said, "It must be because Van Gaal has such a bad reputation that no one dares to come, haha!"

Li Luo smiled too.

Putting aside recent dressing room issues, Chelsea's eleven-man squad is very strong on paper.

Stockdaber, Surrey County.

Cobham Training Center.

Mourinho stood on the sidelines with a serious expression, holding his tactical board.

The defending champions, Chelsea, have suffered a lot this season.

The team was caught in a double whammy of internal and external pressures: overwhelming criticism from the media, escalating discontent from local fans, constant rumors in the dressing room, and disagreements between some Chelsea players and his coaching philosophy following the "team doctor incident."

but.

He doesn't care about these trivial matters.

Teaching assistant Faria stepped forward: "Boss, our suggestion is as follows."

As he spoke, he pulled out a piece of paper covered with dense lines and dots.

"Refer to last season, our tactics against Penny's Manchester City!"

“Pekka’s Manchester City had 64% possession, but only managed 3 shots on target throughout the game.”

"The tactical details can be further adjusted to target Van Gaal's Manchester United."

Last season, Chelsea's excellent defense and distinctive playing style led fans to create various images of "blue buses blocking the goal" online.

early morning.

Sunlight bathed the glass facades of Manchester's buildings in a golden veil, while the water droplets in the central square's fountain shimmered with a clear, sparkling light, like splashing water.
"Li, have you been very tired lately?"

De Bruyne leaned closer and asked with concern.

"I'm not tired, I just played one more game than my teammates in the starting lineup."

Li Luo smiled, then lowered his head to continue reading "Berbatov: How to Run the Whole Field and Become a Perpetual Motion Player." The morning light shone through the trees in the square onto the pages of the book, making him read with exceptional focus.

De Bruyne's eyes lit up, his face full of admiration: "Li, you don't forget to keep learning even when participating in charity activities!"

Several Manchester United teammates were scoffing at a news article.

"The team doctor who was fired by Chelsea became an internet celebrity by taking advantage of the incident."

"She's so ugly, it's really inappropriate for her to go down this route. I heard she's recently demanding £120 million in compensation from Chelsea. What did she lose? Shouldn't this be extortion? If the Chelsea owner were British, try it and see? She'd be in jail."

"And they even touted it as fulfilling their medical duties properly? In reality, the player's injury was not serious at all."

"Do you support Mourinho? Do you support Chelsea?"

"Damn it, just because I hate this kind of low-quality team doctor, does that mean I have to be seen as supporting so-and-so?"

After a while.

Several minivans bearing the Manchester United logo slowly pulled up to the side of the road.

The young fans in the square immediately erupted in excitement, jumping and cheering, their shouts carried far on the refreshing morning breeze.

"Li~Li~Li~"

This morning, Li Luo and several Manchester United teammates accepted the club's arrangement to make time to participate in a fan interaction event in the community.

"Kids, don't get too excited, calm down! Calm down."

Spanish prodigy Morata, holding a megaphone, tried to control the lively atmosphere, but his voice was quickly drowned out by cheers and laughter, making it impossible to control.

Li Luo was quickly surrounded by young fans. He took the neatly folded Manchester United children's jerseys from the staff and bent down to put them into the arms of each of them.

"Isn't the size prepared by the logistics department too big?" Tom asked, looking puzzled.

Maranda shook her head and said, "It's okay, they might grow taller in the next few months."

This is based on experience. When Xiao Heidan received donations during his childhood, the volunteers would prepare clothes one size larger so that they would fit him better over time.

Li Luo himself didn't expect that after returning to the Premier League and playing a few games for Manchester United, he would gain so much love from fans. Children's unreserved admiration never lies.

Safety first.

He carefully directed the young fans to maintain order and not to push or shove.

Giggs, who was also helping out, was deeply moved: "When these young fans become old men, they'll sit by the fireplace and describe to their grandchildren how amazing the return of Manchester United's heir was in the 2015/16 season."

Rooney interrupted, "Sixty or seventy years from now, with the development of technology, fireplaces will be unnecessary!"

"Lee, can Manchester United win the Champions League this year?"

The childish voice reached his ears, and Li Luo suddenly stopped, not answering immediately. Luke Shaw interrupted without thinking, "That's definitely impossible. Cup matches are all about defense, and our Manchester United defense..."

Upon hearing this, several young fans looked dejected, their eyes reddening.

"Wow~"

Gradually, some people began to wail and cry.

Everyone: "."

Li Luo pressed his hands down and said seriously, "I returned to Manchester United to win the championship."

"Winning the Champions League is my dream."

The young fans immediately stopped crying and surrounded him, chattering excitedly, "That's great!"

Followed by.

Another group of "little" fans rushed over and surrounded Manchester United's midfield maestro.

more and more.

The square was packed, turning into a sea of ​​red.

The photographers outside the cordon couldn't help but applaud, the sound of their shutters particularly clear in the morning air; the reporters bowed their heads and wrote furiously, carefully recording Li Luo's words in their notebooks.

Not far away, Morata raised his megaphone, looking worried: "Don't get so close to Li! Especially those who have colds or are sick! We have a very important match in a couple of days!"

the other side.

De Bruyne shrugged in confusion and looked at the community worker: "Why are so many fans around 16-18 years old surrounding Li? Isn't today supposed to be an interactive event with young fans?"

The community worker said matter-of-factly, "Those are just young fans too, they're just developing better."

Night falls.

Li Luo, Maranda, and Morata returned to the first team dormitory.

All three were unharmed, and no Manchester United fan dared to do anything unusual during the crucial match.

Several dogs dragged their chains, wagging their tails happily.

The dim streetlights cast long shadows of the three people.

Morata, holding a newspaper, said in surprise, "Li, after playing against Chelsea, I estimate you'll have to go back to the Chinese national team to play in the World Cup Asian qualifiers. Otherwise, the Chinese team might really have no chance."

"what?"

Li Luo subconsciously took out his phone.

I unlocked the screen and took a look.

Perrin: Lee, I'm sorry. I may not be able to fight alongside you anymore.

Not really.

The Chinese national football team has been placed in a very weak group, and Perrin is almost sacked?
Are the opponents that strong?
Li Luo was completely bewildered.

Maranda's emotions also fluctuated: "I'm sorry, Li, I can't help you share the pressure in the national team."

Two days later.

Another round of Premier League matches has begun.

Li Luo arrived in London with the club.

"That department store belonged to John Swindon Lewis many years ago."

"Who is this Lewis?"

"That's the capitalist from the 1920s who gave up his private equity and inheritance rights and gave all his shares to his employees!"

"Then is he still a capitalist?"

"The city hall, capitalists, the Sabini gang, and the Elephant Castle gang were all trying to take him down, but they ended up being chopped into pig feed by his own employees."

"A great capitalist fighter."

The group chatted while looking at the scenery outside the car window.

The new recruits, who had never been to London before, were completely bewildered.

Stamford Bridge Stadium.

By 2015, with the growth of young fans, the description of it as "quiet as a library" had gradually been removed.

The crowd was full of people.

The blue ocean slowly churns.

"Zhuangdianertai! Zhuangdianertai! Good evening, viewers!"

"We are now broadcasting live the fourth round of the 2015/16 Premier League season."

"Chelsea host Manchester United."

"The Blues meet the Red Devils."

"Defending champions clash with the resurgence storm."

"The two teams have played many classic battles in the history of the Premier League, and many of their rivalries have been gradually forgotten with Ferguson's retirement."

The narrator continued to explain the story of the Stamford Bridge.

Coach Zhang saw the camera cut to the entrance of the auditorium for the pre-match press conference: Mourinho was waiting for Van Gaal, and after shaking hands and embracing, the two entered hand in hand.

Mourinho is an arrogant person, but he has great respect for Van Gaal.

Every time the two met, his words and actions were always very polite.

Their mentor-student relationship originated at Barcelona.

Back then, Mourinho was a junior translator who was promoted to assistant coach by Van Gaal.

In many of those matches, Van Gaal allowed Mourinho to take charge "like a head coach."

Pre-match press conference.

The atmosphere was unexpectedly harmonious.

Premier League reporters took the opportunity to ask the two managers about their past experiences.

Van Gaal looked confident.

However, he denied providing any assistance to Mourinho.

Like telling a story, unfolding gently:

"Back then, when I told the club that we had to keep Mourinho, the Barcelona management was very unhappy."

"Initially, he was just a translator, but gradually, he demonstrated the same value as the other teaching assistants."

"Back then, Mourinho was an arrogant young man who didn't respect authority very much, but I liked him. He wasn't blindly obedient; he was used to contradicting me when he thought I was wrong, but ultimately I liked listening to his opinions and accepted them more than other assistant coaches."

"Mourinho was already excellent, and even if he hadn't met me, he would still have become an excellent head coach."

"At that time, he had a good relationship with Guardiola and Enrique, and he often came to my house to talk about the development trends of football tactics, such as which European clubs had come up with new tactics."

"Let me tell you a secret: when he was young, Mourinho dreamed of becoming the manager of Barcelona."

The reporters were bewildered.

How did talking about Barcelona come about when we were discussing Mourinho?

The other side.

Mourinho's expression was stern.

"Manchester United cannot escape Stamford Bridge unscathed."

"Tonight's game is very simple for Chelsea."

Player tunnel.

The atmosphere wasn't exactly tense.

Many players from both sides are very familiar with each other.

Even though they weren't familiar with each other, several players were very outgoing and friendly.

Diego Costa greeted Li Luo with a mischievous grin.

"Li, we're going to take this match seriously today. Don't even think about undermining our reputation, understand?"

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What do you mean?
Were they not taking the previous matches seriously?
Li Luo couldn't help but smile.

Fabregas was also glancing at Li Luo's back. The former Arsenal captain and one of the experimental subjects of the La Masia number 4 position had mixed feelings after watching the Chinese genius's performance at Camp Nou.

For a moment, he seemed to see himself at 19, stunning Europe: the European Golden Boy award, UEFA Team of the Year, Arsenal Player of the Season, a 30-yard shot that broke through the strongest BOSS's nest at the San Siro, a double-double season, and at the age of 19, he shouldered the heavy responsibility of the midfield core of a top club.

Hazard looked relaxed, and his shoelaces weren't even tied.

De Bruyne, his eyes resolute.

(End of this chapter)