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

Chapter 72 Airi-chan, Don't Do This (Transitional Chapter)

Coaches' representative area.

Upon seeing the matchup result, Black Gold couldn't help but gasp.

He punched the armrest of the seat with his fist.

"I'm having a bit of bad luck."

"Why can't we draw a weak team like Feyenoord?"

The Feyenoord coach next door, Fred Rutten, couldn't help but twitch his lips: "Ahem! Mr. Blackgold! I understand German!"

Black Gold quickly raised his hands, looking embarrassed: "Oh! That's not what I meant, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"It's alright, Feyenoord is no pushover."

"Yes, yes, I've got it."

Fred Rutten previously coached Schalke 04 and is fluent in German.

He was both a teacher and a friend of Ten Hach.

During their playing days, the two were good teammates.

After retiring from professional football, he took up coaching and mentored Ten Hach, making him his assistant coach.

As a result, he "let the wolf into the house." Ten Hag actually publicly questioned his tactics in front of the players, which made Fred so angry that he almost vomited blood: It's fine to question, but why do this at halftime? Isn't this disrupting morale?

However, the two had developed a deep bond during their youth, and Fred ultimately chose to forgive Ten Hach.

Roma possesses Champions League-level strength, but this season they were relegated from the "group of death" in the Champions League to the Europa League knockout stage.

Not long ago, 38-year-old Totti effortlessly evaded top defender Kompany and elegantly chipped the ball over Manchester City, allowing Roma to escape the Etihad Stadium unscathed and unlocking an achievement: the oldest goalscorer in Champions League history.

Fans were thrilled: Is the Wolf King really old or not?
Since Roma changed owners, the club has been trying to get rid of Totti, but has been unable to do so.

In crucial matches, Totti has come off the bench to deliver numerous game-winning goals or assists.

One person, one city.

He rejected offers from several top clubs in his youth, and was a key player for his team, the Serie A Golden Boot winner, the European Golden Boot winner, and a top-two finisher in the Ballon d'Or.

Time flies, and the former prince of Rome has now become the old wolf king of Rome.

at the same time.

Roma coach Ruhr García has a furrowed brow.

His feelings were similar to those of the Wolfsburg manager.

It's not that I'm worried about the squad configuration; Roma has several young talents who are quite good.

"Mr. Black Gold, a tactical master of kaleidoscopes."

"The technical analysts of the clubs in the top five leagues still can't figure out what kind of tasks he will assign to Li before the game."

The results of the lottery ceremony have all been released.

The host seized the opportunity and began a long speech.

The UEFA official standing nearby was eager to finish his speech, which had been interrupted by Maradona.

offstage.

The media and club representatives each chatted about their own things.

After a brief silence, Totti and Li Luo began to chat.

The match between the two teams will take place after the winter break.

"Li, don't worry, I'll give you the whole set of 'The Joke Collection'! I promised to give you the whole set, and I will. Even if you fight me in the European League, I'll still give it to you! We Roman men keep our word."

"Hey you fat black guy next door, how can you say there are a lot of pickpockets in Rome? Well, there are a lot, but those pickpockets are definitely from out of town."

"I heard you're going back for the Asian Cup? It suddenly reminded me of the European Cup more than ten years ago. One night, Buffon was in his hotel room calling to order pizza—a proper pizza! The waiter on the other end of the line asked him if he wanted it cut into four or six slices, and he said, 'Four slices are fine. I don't think I can finish six!' Hahahaha, isn't that hilarious?"

"Haha, Li, why aren't you laughing? Is it not funny?"

"Haha."

Li Luo didn't have time to laugh.

On the other side, Lukaku was laughing so hard he was bent over, his strong body swaying back and forth, making one worry that the seat might collapse at any moment.

Everton qualified as the second-placed team in their group, which is why the young black player is here.

Totti clapped and gave a thumbs up, praising the Everton youngster's high level of aesthetic sense.

Lukaku's large head popped over, and he asked the Wolf King a question with a puzzled look: "Strong number nine and a half, why did you reject so many offers from top clubs? Why did you choose to stay in Rome for your entire career?"

Totti gradually suppressed his smile, adjusted his posture, and said in a serious tone: "Rome is my home, where my friends are, and where I love people."

"When I was 7 years old, I watched a game in Rome for the first time. Even now, I can still remember the colors, songs, and fireworks of that night when I close my eyes."

"I would rather wear the same jersey for the rest of my life than win more trophies."

"But I wouldn't make that demand of Roma's young talents, because times have changed and the club's management has different philosophies."

Chatting and chatting.

Lukaku said excitedly, "Lee, I also want to be like Totti, one man, one city."

Li Luo nodded and praised, "Hmm, your loyalty to Everton is truly touching."

The Europa League draw ceremony has successfully concluded.

The crowd took turns going up onto the stage and lined up in two rows.

Click!

The spotlight flashed.

Li Luo posed for a group photo with representatives of the 16 teams that reached the final round of this year's Europa League.

As he stepped off the stage.

Maradona waved: "Li, wait a minute."

Li Luo stopped in his tracks, a look of confusion on his face.

Maradona was criticized for disrespecting young people because of the "2010 World Cup incident where he mocked Müller".

In fact, this guy likes to give advice to young people: his words are concise and to the point, and the effect is excellent.

In 1989, he instructed Zola on "dribbling".

In 1992, he instructed Suker on "positioning".

In 2009, he gave Messi pointers on his "eyes".

"Your passing strategy is very clear, and the routes and landing points are amazing, but there is one detail that can be improved: the movement before passing the ball should be more subtle, and your eyes should be more misleading to the opponent. In the future, when you encounter a top-class defense, the opponent will focus on your eyes."

As Maradona spoke, he stuck out two fingers and "poked" his eyes, while making a twisting motion with his waist.

"it is good."

Li Luo nodded seriously.

clap clap.

Old Ma patted the Chinese boy on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Go on, I hope to see you on a bigger stage in the future. Finally, an outstanding Chinese player has emerged."

In that turbulent 20th century, he was one of the most prominent symbols of the communist camp.

Maradona's standard for "excellence" was higher than that of others.

The media reporters at the scene wrote furiously: For decades, Lao Ma's words and deeds have demonstrated China's respect, so we dare not make up any headlines this time.

suddenly.

A blonde, wavy-haired female reporter handed over a microphone: "Mr. Maradona, in the near future, will Li of the Chinese national team be able to replicate your great feat?"

Maradona paused, his gaze drifting to the ceiling, and stammered, "Uh... la... la."

Li Luo and Lukaku walked out of the venue.

"Li, I still can't remember where the elevator is."

“I remember.”

"Okay, I'm a little hungry, let's go to the buffet first."

Li Luo was surprised to see how familiar the little black egg was with the place: this guy couldn't remember the way out, but he could remember where the restaurant was.

suddenly.

The sound of dense footsteps sounded.

Da da da.

It was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the carpet.

A large group of people were gathered around the corner ahead.

The suit was printed with the Real Madrid team crest.

Click.

The spotlights kept flashing.

Reporters rushed to take pictures.

The Real Madrid delegation, the reigning Champions League champions, is the subject of much media attention.

Each person exuded the confidence of a "ten-time champion," their brilliance seemingly dimming the warm yellow lights of the corridor.

but.

When a man's figure appeared, all the light shifted.

He didn't deliberately walk at the front, yet he possessed an invisible gravitational pull that made all the figures around him become a blurred background at this moment.

The dark gray suit wasn't the most flamboyant in the crowd, but the straight shoulder line gave him a sharper, more commanding presence than his teammates.

Equally sharp is their gaze.

Sharp eyes.

A resolute gaze.

The star-studded Real Madrid delegation paved the way for his journey to the Champions League.

Even amidst the Milky Way, it remains the most dazzling and eye-catching.

"Cristiano! Look here!"

"Please, look at the camera!"

The man who was surrounded by admirers glanced at Li Luo, his gaze suddenly pausing for a very short time, as if he recognized something, or as if it was just a casual glance, and he couldn't help but slow his pace.

It seems like they're waiting for something.

We received nothing.

In the end, we just missed each other.

Lukaku stared intently at the departing crowd: "Li, that guy is really, really strong. Scoring goals is like drinking water for him!"

"He walked so slowly when he passed by just now, he must have been waiting for me to say hello!"

The little black egg's voice was very loud.

The figure surrounded by admirers nearby stiffened for a moment.
Li Luo: "."

The two hadn't gone far.

I ran into two more people.

Lukaku carefully examined the team badges on the chests of their suits.

"Atletico Madrid?"

"what happened?"

The middle-aged man at the head of the group had a thuggish look on his face and a furrowed brow, as if he felt that the way Little Black Egg was looking at him was somewhat impolite.

It was none other than Atletico Madrid manager Diego Simeone.

His gaze shifted, and his eyes lit up when he saw Li Luo.

"Li! It's you? Kirk, come up here and shake hands, this kid will be your most troublesome opponent in the future!"

"Oh!"

A chubby young man standing nearby looked somewhat bewildered, but took the initiative to shake hands with Li Luo.

"Nice to meet you, Lee. My name is Kirk."

"Hello, Kirk, I'm Li Luo."

"Hello, Lee."

"Kirk, get to know that black player next to you too."

A few brief greetings were exchanged.

The middle-aged man led Kirk away quickly.

Lukaku stared intently at the two figures as they walked away, and said, "I watched many Champions League matches last season! Atletico Madrid were the Champions League runners-up, and that chubby guy was a midfielder who played very well."

"Atletico Madrid has another young, talented midfielder in their squad. What do you think, Lee? I know a lot, don't I?"

"We'll be facing a lot of top teams in the future. The difficulty of the Champions League knockout stage is not on the same level as the Europa League."

Li Luo nodded.

He immediately shook his head: "I'm not in the same club as you."

Lukaku gave a soft "hmm" and then fell silent.

After half an hour.

The Wolfsburg delegation met up and hurriedly left the Grimaldi Conference Center.

Black Gold crossed his arms and said angrily, "The Bundesliga and Chinese fans and reporters have always respected me. Tonight, these media outlets are too snobbish. Humph, they swarm around those European giants like flies around dung!"

There is an old Chinese saying: "Don't bully poor teenagers."

The teaching assistant nodded and chimed in, "Boss, you're 51 years old this year, not a teenager anymore."

"."

Black Gold shook his head, raised his right hand, and wagged his index finger: "You don't understand Eastern culture."

The journey was smooth and we arrived safely at our hotel.

The lottery ceremony ended too late.

With the winter break approaching and Wolfsburg's schedule not tight, Hecking allowed everyone to spend the night in Monaco before leaving.

Li Luo returned to his room, changed into casual clothes, and left the hotel.

Tonight, reporters and paparazzi are all chasing after superstars; there's no "siege" targeting him.

The evening breeze gently caressed the plants in the hotel garden, and scattered leaf shadows swayed on the stone path.

As Li Luo approached, he heard a trembling voice calling out.

"Li Sang!"

Following the sound, I saw a petite Japanese girl standing by a streetlamp, her fingertips gently clutching the hem of her skirt. When she looked up, she couldn't hide her unease: "I'm sorry."

Li Luo smiled, relieved: Two hours ago, when he saw the long, densely packed message from Airi, he was worried that she might do something foolish, daring to chase him all the way to Monaco.

I'm afraid you will.

"No, I wouldn't do that kind of thing."

The girl quickly shook her head, but a light pink blush slowly spread across her clear cheeks.

She tried to lift the corners of her mouth, and the smile still carried her usual innocence and cuteness. As she smiled, her eyes reddened, like white roses covered with dew, and her wet eyelashes drooped gently, revealing an indescribable fragility.

She subconsciously pursed her lips, even softening her breathing, which was heartbreaking.

The Chinese youth are resolute and immune to beauty: "This world is wonderful, and there are better things worth liking."

"Li-san, since you said you wouldn't date Japanese girls, why did you talk to me in the first place and make me so happy?"

Airi's tone was filled with grievance.

Li Luo somewhat regretted coming out to clarify the matter face-to-face.

Seeing her charming appearance now, I couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted, and I remembered her sitting alone in the stands in the snowstorm of Moscow Night, her eyes red with tears.

"Because you have a beautiful smile."

"Really"

The girl's petite body seemed to freeze, her tears stopped, and she asked in the gentlest voice, "Then why?"

That night, the wind and snow in Moscow were so cold, and Li Sang's attitude towards me was even colder.

Li Luo frankly admitted, "I talk to other girls like that too."

Silence filled the space between them, broken only by the soft rustling of the leaves in the evening breeze.

After a while, Airi shook her head gently, her tone feigning nonchalance: "It's okay, Li-san is so outstanding, there will definitely be many girls who like him."

"."

Li Luo shook his head. This scene reminded him of a scene from "Selected Short Stories of Chekhov." Perhaps no matter what he said, the girl would gently wrap up those hurtful words with tender understanding, so as not to embarrass either of them.

The dim streetlights cast long shadows of the two people.

"Li-san~"

"Airi-chan, don't do that!"

Ten minutes later.

Li Luo walked back to the main building of the hotel alone.

Nothing happened between him and Airi-chan this time.

She is innocent.

A friendship of unparalleled purity.

I wiped the lipstick marks off my face with a tissue and entered the elevator.

The relationship made no progress: the Chinese boy, who took love seriously, once again politely declined the Japanese girl's advances.

If I start dating now, what will happen to Lauren, Bea, and Rae? They're all pretty, sexy, and have long legs; they'll be heartbroken. I'll feel so irresponsible.

At least the Japanese girl was appeased.

Strangely, the colder and more rejecting Airi-chan seems to like me more?
A victim of emotional abuse?
Forget it.

Let’s talk about it later.

Li Luo's mood gradually calmed down; he still had many crises to face.

Two weeks later, they will compete in the Asian Cup.

After seeing the national teenage idols of the island nation, and then thinking about the main force of Japanese tourists in Europe, I feel like they are "incompetent husbands".

Shake his head.

He dismissed the jumbled thoughts.

Europa League Round of 16 matchups revealed: Wolfsburg vs. Roma.

Totti: Li Luo is a lot like me, and I believe he will also write a beautiful fairy tale of one person and one city.

Maradona's silent support for the Chinese national football team.

The Sun: Lee Loo secretly meets with Russian girl in Monaco; other reports are fabricated.

The number of comments, likes, and shares skyrocketed.
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[Is Luo Ge's scandal resurfacing?]
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[The Sun wrote: Li Luo's dashing figure running through the snow and his confident commanding gestures attracted the beautiful daughter of a Russian oligarch in the stands. After the match, the two met again on a moonlit Moscow night amidst the snow and fell in love. The blonde, blue-eyed Aryan girl shyly unbuttoned her clothes, her movements awkward (thousands of words omitted). From the frigid north to the warm seaside town, the two, whose love was entangled, were ultimately forced to separate due to their respective careers.]
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[This sounds somewhat plausible.]
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【What can we do? This toilet paper newspaper spreads rumors like this every day. How am I supposed to find a wife in the future?】
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[European girls love this kind of thing. 'If a man is liked by many women, it proves he's more attractive.' This means Li Luo's sexual orientation and physical functions are normal.]
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Will Li Luo, like Totti, return to Manchester United and write a story of 'one man, one city'?
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Times have changed. Perhaps many years from now, when Li Luo is about to retire and can no longer play, we will know the answer.

It was as if time had been fast-forwarded.

A blink of an eye.

It's Bundesliga match day again.

Li Luo and the club traveled to Baden-Württemberg in southwestern Germany.

Wolfsburg will soon face Freiburg away from home.

On the bus.

Li Luo held a copy of "The Good Soldier Švejk" and told his teammates about the interesting parts of the book.

I heard that the first edition of this book was titled "The Good Soldier Švejk's Experiences in the First World War, Exposing the Ugly Nature of Austro-Hungarian Officers, Policemen, and Priests".

By 1923, authors had already mastered the art of using long titles to attract readers' attention.

German literature is often known for its profound thinking and philosophical depth, but it also has many classic works with a light and lively style.

"The front lines are under pressure. The lieutenant has a prized canary and a Persian cat. He instructed Schweik to make sure they get along well."

"After the lieutenant left, Švejk took the canary out of the cage and let it play with the Persian cat."

"As a result, the Persian cat ate the canary."

"When the lieutenant returned, he was furious. Schweik explained that raising sparrows and cats didn't make money, but raising dogs would. So the lieutenant forgot to punish Schweik, and the two seriously discussed how to raise dogs to make money."

Haha! Isn't it funny?

German humor in the early 20th century.

Everyone was stunned for a long time, then burst into laughter.

Black Forest Stadium.

A giant Captain Tsubasa TIFO was dropped onto the North Stand, creating a stunning scene.

“Allez, Freiburg!!!”

More than 30,000 spectators shouted in unison.

"Zhuangdianertai! Zhuangdianertai! Good evening, viewers!"

"We are now broadcasting live the 15th round of the 2014/15 Bundesliga season."

Freiburg will host Wolfsburg.

"Bresco's Brazilians encounter a pack of wolves! What kind of story will unfold?"

Zhan Jun began to explain to the audience why Freiburg is called the Brazilian of Brycegard.

As the conversation progressed, the topic turned to the legends of Freiburg. It then shifted to the conflict between Freiburg's industrialization and its historical culture in the 1950s, eventually leading to the "witch panic" of the 14th century.
Pre-match press conference.

Black Gold is full of confidence.

"I know that winning the Bundesliga mid-season title is not an easy thing, because Bayern Munich did not lose a single game."

"Wolfsburg lost to Bayern Munich in the first round of the Bundesliga."

"There are still two games before the winter break. We will respect our opponents and field our strongest lineup!"

The other side.

Streich's face also radiated confidence.

"I defeated Heynckes!"

"There was no more terrifying opponent than that Bayern Munich team, even though they were playing with only half their first-team players at the time."

"In contrast, Wolfsburg doesn't exert the same suffocating pressure as Freiburg."

Beep!
Accompanied by the referee's whistle.

The game officially begins.

Wolfsburg has possession of the ball.

"Bendtner kicks off and passes the ball back to the backfield."

"Li Luo's seat will be slightly delayed tonight."

"Perisic, who has recovered from injury, has replaced Caligiuri, who was originally scheduled to rest."

Studio.

Upon hearing Perisic's name, the Happy Bean players immediately erupted in excitement.
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[Damn it, you made me lose a lot of money, always wasting opportunities.]
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[I'm so annoyed. Last time, they scored two goals at the start, and I thought the over 2.5 goals was a sure thing. Then a friend of mine went to a class in the old town, and that idiot Perisic couldn't even score into an open goal. In the end, I didn't have any money to pay the bill.]
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If he had been better at seizing opportunities, he might have won the Bundesliga Golden Boot long ago.
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[Every lottery shop owner knows that I always missed a jackpot by just one match, all ruined by that bastard Perisic.]
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[Everyone's a fortress, Freiburg, just let Wolfsburg beat them out.]

The outcome of the match was not in doubt.

Li Luo is becoming increasingly composed in dealing with the Bundesliga's "logging" (referring to the difficulty of winning matches).

"The other Wolfsburg midfielders were constantly looking around, scanning the information on the field."

"Li Luo doesn't need to turn around?"

"I've finally noticed this detail. He seems to be able to control all the dynamics on the field without much observation. He's a bit like Alonso, with a God's-eye view."

Pa~pa~pa~
Viewers watching on television would know from this passing rhythm that the away team wouldn't have any major problems in this match.

Like Bayern Munich and Bayer Leverkusen, after adapting to the Bundesliga, Li Luo transformed Wolfsburg into a dominant Bundesliga club, although the three clubs had different passing styles.

The transmission was sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

A localized formation that sometimes gathers and sometimes disperses.

All Wolfsburg players revolve their attacks and offensive strategies around Li Luo.

Li Luo kept moving and positioning himself.

Use passing to organize and connect the team, breaking down the opponent's midfield barrier.

Precise route.

Moderate force.

Just the right amount of lead time.

The 78-point passing technique allows the young Chinese players to more reliably support the system with their close-range short passes than ever before.

"Mr. Black Gold's tactical aesthetics."

"Wolfsburg, once known for its 'armored husky' image, is now weaving a suffocating attacking network with the football flowing between its green and white jerseys."

"And the one who wove this net was none other than Li Luo, a young man from China."

"It's so eye-catching."

"It was as if the spotlight was shining only on him."

“Completely different temperaments.”

"Li Luo always appears in the most opportune position. His balanced talent with both feet makes him unpredictable to opponents. His passes from the flanks are both fast and accurate, like a moving tactical aura that completely activates his teammates' performance."

"Chelsea's former player De Bruyne, Arsenal's former player Bendtner, Bayern Munich's former player Gustavo, and Lille's youth academy product Maranda. These scattered pearls were strung together by Li Luo's passing and shone brightly."

Applause erupted at the Black Forest Stadium.

The eyes of tens of thousands of spectators were focused on the young Chinese player: his positioning and passing seemed to control the rhythm of the entire team's breathing.

[Shock level +1!]

[Shock level +1!]

[Shock level +1!]

【.】

Li Luo ignored the mechanical prompts in his mind and focused entirely on the competition.

Courtside.

Black Gold was a little confused.

The team's passing and receiving stability has improved significantly.

what happened?

The coaching assistant exclaimed, "Boss, the training program you've restarted has finally borne fruit after years of hard work!"

Wolfsburg's manager shook his head: "Really? It's not my achievement, it's because we have Lee."

"His vision, passing ability, and thinking speed have improved too quickly."

"No, he always had those skills; he just gradually recovered them after adapting to the Bundesliga!"

The other side.

Freiburg's head coach, Streich, was both anxious and annoyed.

The team feels like it's suffocating.

I was overwhelmed and couldn't breathe.

In the first leg, the two teams played back and forth, with Freiburg ultimately losing the match only because a Chinese player scored a long-range shot.

Why were you so badly suppressed tonight?
Before the match, we studied Wolfsburg's previous matches and made specific plans to counter them!
The situation has entered the positional warfare phase.

After failing to seize Freiburg, the entire army retreated.

The formation has changed to 6-4-0!

"Low-level defenses, launch a sweep."

“It’s no use.”

Li Luo began to adjust the passing rhythm and gestured to his teammates.

Next.

Every time he touched the ball, he was probing the defense; the Freiburg players were nothing more than prey running around in circles.

"It's sped up?"

"The speed has slowed down again."

"Unraveling the mystery."

"With his own system in hand, Li Luo makes Wolfsburg even more dominant than Bayer Leverkusen than Bayern Munich."

Freiburg players were scrambling around in the 30-meter zone.

They did everything they could to disrupt Wolfsburg's midfield maestro.

"Darida!"

"The holder of the Bundesliga record for distance covered in a single match."

"These players aren't big models, so they have plenty of stamina."

"Haha."

On the green football field.

Li Luo was pressed tightly against Darida.

The opponent is very agile, not a clumsy, traditional German midfielder or defender.

The 18th minute of the game.

Li Luo blocked Darida's blind spot, pretending to catch the ball while his back was turned.

The latter did not sit idly by and wait for their doom.

He quickly stepped forward with his left leg, blocking Li Luo's right leg.

His arm slipped under the Chinese boy's armpit and gripped his chest tightly.

Tightly entangled.

The pass from Wolfsburg seems to be on the verge of being interrupted at any moment.

next moment.

He regretted it.

"It slipped through?"

"Pretty!"

"Li Luo was in the 30-meter zone, pretending to receive a pass from his teammate on the wing, and then let it slip to Gustavo."

"Dalida didn't have time to get off Li Luo's body."

Gustavo was experienced and understood Li Luo's acceleration gesture.

The one who weaves the net may not be the one who pulls it in all the time.

Snapped!
Thrust towards the right rib area.

De Bruyne quickly imagined what was happening, easily controlled the ball, and then pushed his opponent aside with his rear end.

Slight leg swings.

A rainbow arched over the Black Forest course.

“Wonderful collaboration.”

"Back point."

"Perisic's timing for the run was perfect."

"It's in."

1:0! ! !

Perisic was ecstatic. He jogged to the corner flag, excitedly pulled up his shorts, and showed off his thigh muscles to the fans.

Li Luo pulled Darida, who had fallen to the ground, to her feet.

Then I watched as the shock value kept rising.

Thinking about it carefully: I guess it's because of my 'leaking' just now.

Studio.

The entire attack was replayed in slow motion.

Li Luo's brilliant performance thrilled the fans.

The sports forum editor quickly wrote the headline: "No ball at your feet, but ball in your heart."
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[The over/under is a sure thing; Perisic has finally figured it out.]
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[Los Angeles is awesome! They wove a perfect attacking network and then scored a goal through off-the-ball movement!]
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[An elegant midfield maestro; the Japanese certainly lived up to their nickname for Li Luo: the Prince of the Green Field.]
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The dominance of space.
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[I understand now. Many of Li Luo's passes were designed to guide his teammates' runs and lure the opponent's defense.]
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[Li Luo's strength has recovered so well; once he returns to Asia, he will surely be an emperor who sweeps away everything!]
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Simply restoring his ability isn't enough. Manchester United loaned him to Wolfsburg to develop him, and they certainly hope he'll return stronger.
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[Still leveling up? Manchester United are in such bad luck, it's a good thing the heir apparent isn't injured.]
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[Big ball, all in!]

Next game.

It was extremely intense.

Freiburg was unwilling to sit idly by and wait for its demise.

"Home team dominance!"

"I seem to see the Black Forest's home advantage during their time in the 2. Bundesliga."

"The effect is not obvious."

"Li Luo was able to break free from this level of pressure with ease."

"You controlled the ball perfectly."

Bergkamp's ball control module enhances Kroos's body-clearing module.

Near the middle circle line.

Li Luo faced Darida head-on, took a big step and lowered his shoulder to deceive him, then received the ball with his left foot and controlled it with his left foot.

Accelerate by taking small steps.

Stop and go.

Easily escaped.

Without any hesitation or delay, the entire Wolfsburg network transmission system was not affected.

The Freiburg midfielder, who set a Bundesliga record for running distance in a single match, looked helpless as the team's energy and patience were being severely depleted by playing like this.

Black Gold, the teaching assistant, and the Wolfsburg teammates were shocked by what they saw: Is he the protagonist of an animated film? Does he get skill upgrades in every episode?
finally.

The referee blew the final whistle.

Freiburg 0:1 Wolfsburg

The live stream was filled with wailing and screaming, with people either cursing Bendtner or Perisic.

Bendtner's shooting skills need no introduction; he's unpredictable, sometimes strong, sometimes weak, otherwise Arsenal wouldn't have sold him.

Perisic is the kind of mysterious finisher; if you don't bet on his games, he scores; if you do bet on his games, he wastes chances repeatedly.

"I didn't expect that."

"They scored one goal in the first half, but failed to score for the rest of the game. Freiburg hit the post once, and Wolfsburg hit the crossbar twice. Their forwards were fed the ball several times, but they just couldn't score."

“Look, De Bruyne is angry; he's lightly tapping the wall.”

"Li Luo is the undisputed Man of the Match, as officially recognized by the Bundesliga!"

"He made 138 passes in this game with a success rate of 95%!"

"This is absolute control."

"With a broad vision, accurate anticipation and passing, the team's offense is linked together, like an invisible net, gradually wearing down the opponent's energy and patience."

"Now he is an increasingly mature midfield commander."

Zhan Jun and Coach Zhang exchanged a glance, their expressions complex.

There was both the joy of witnessing a midfield prodigy blossom, and an unspeakable sense of helplessness:

Li Luo's talent for controlling the game was fully displayed at Wolfsburg, but with the Asian Cup just around the corner, his inherent systemic aura cannot be replicated when he returns to the national team.

At that time, this midfield maestro, who dominates the club, will have to put aside his strengths in linking up play, creating space, breaking through defenses, and orchestrating attacks, and will be forced to become the explosive point that can tear apart Asia's top defense on his own.

Only in this way can Li Luo lead the national football team to compete against those "strong teams" with vastly different strengths.

Zhan Jun and Coach Zhang silently made up their minds: after the game, they would go back and write a "short essay" and post it on their social media accounts so that more Chinese fans would know about Li Luo's tactical sacrifices and transformation efforts after returning to the national team.

Li Luo didn't care about any sacrifices or transformations.

He is willing.

Wearing the jersey of one's motherland and fighting on the green field, which young man wouldn't feel his blood boil?
Even star players like Alaba and Bale have to change positions and playing styles when they return to their respective national teams.

I sneaked back to the locker room.

Dark blue, add some!
[Shock Points Gained: 100031!]

[Should I spend 100,000 Shock Points to redeem a Bundesliga star blind box?]

[Currently redeeming.]

come on.

Immediate combat capability.

The climax.

Rumble.

A giant card slowly appeared in front of him.

A slender figure slowly emerged from the card.

[Deric Wan, Brazil.]

[The Samba prodigy who emerged from the darkness, poverty, violence, and gunfire of the slums, was as thin as a bamboo pole when he first arrived in the Bundesliga!]

[A hardworking, selfless, and defensive-minded forward!]

[Congratulations on obtaining the Hoffenheim Firmino "Shield Striker" module!]

[Legendary Phantoms cannot be triggered without the Soul Forge module.]

[Additional attribute boosts: Shooting +1, Ball Control +1, Passing +1, Defense +2, Tackling +2!]

No wonder he's an old acquaintance.

They gave me so many attribute points right away!

Shots: 81; Possession: 76; Passing: 79.

The ball control and passing are about to undergo a qualitative change.

No, defense and steals are also about to reach a qualitative leap of 70!

almost.

Passing, control, and shooting are perfectly integrated.

If 18-year-old Matthäus appears in the Bundesliga this season, he will be nicknamed "Little Li Luo".

I did the math.

Will the reward for the remaining match be enough for me to prove my path?

Li Luo excitedly took a shower, then took his phone out of the locker in the locker room.

Once the machine is turned on.

Drop drop drop.

The messages were densely packed, all from young European models.

[Beya: Li, I watched the Wolfsburg match live today while I was off work. You're an artist on the pitch! So cool! I want to go to the Asian Cup to watch all your matches! [Sexy selfie in lace lingerie and white stockings].jpg]

Lei: Li, you promised to come to my house for dinner? You've been ignoring me for days. I want to go to Australia with you. I'll cheer you on.

Lauren: Lee, I've booked my flight to Australia.

What the hell?

Are they all going to Australia?
Not all girls are as imaginative as Airi-chan... cough cough! And as understanding as she is.

It's okay, it's fine if they go. Anyway, the national football team's head coach, Perrin, is very strict and won't allow himself to go out.

With the Asian Cup approaching, a crucial test, how can one think about personal matters?

Li Luo quickly changed his shoes and clothes, preparing to study the video of his next opponent; he had to finish the winter break perfectly.

"Li, what do you think of me?"

De Bruyne stepped forward, his cheeks flushed, head bowed, a blade of grass in his hand.

Li Luo was stunned: Why are even his teammates acting so strangely?

Quickly adjusting his emotions, he said seriously, "I think you're great. Although you have a short temper, you won't be short-tempered with me; you like to put pressure on your teammates, but you won't put pressure on me; you have a good lifestyle, and you're the same kind of person as me; your passing is excellent. We've been training together every day for the past six months, and I've learned a lot of details from you."

"Really? Then next season?"

De Bruyne looked excited and was about to continue speaking.

Suddenly interrupted.

Bendtner and Maranda burst into the locker room, dancing and singing.

The melody and lyrics are adapted from "The Song of Li Luo" by Wolfsburg fans.

"Li Li Li~"

"Our winning bonus, Li Li Li~"

"He gave us a rich and happy winter break."

"He turned our irritable wives into docile sheep."

"Maranda, are you married? And have a wife?"

“I am now Black Li Luo. Many black girls in Brussels like me. I am not in a hurry to commit to a relationship. Buffon said in his book that you should observe carefully and find the kindest and gentlest girl to date.”

Everyone laughed.

The locker room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

De Bruyne looked hesitant, not intending to discuss his transfer with Li Luo for the time being. He changed his clothes and shoes and quietly went out to give an interview.

Mixed interview area.

Wolfsburg captain Benaglio was surrounded by a dense barrage of microphones.

He slowly unfastened his gloves, a smile spreading across his face:
"I am very happy. It's a rare Bundesliga clean sheet."

"Controlling the game is a form of defense, and Li made a great contribution to that."

“In past matches against strong opponents, Li has been very active in his defensive work. Whether from the perspective of statistics or the game, he has made key positioning and blocking, and even made goal-line clearances like the playmaker Pirlo.”

“Li can also help direct the defense line; he can see everything.”

"Why does Wolfsburg have so few clean sheets? It's not that our defense is weak, it's that most of our opponents have too much firepower!"

"Private life? Li has brought us so much winnings, why would I talk to you about that?"

The media reporters felt a sense of regret.

These Wolfsburg players are unreliable; they probably know less than Li Luo's two dogs and trash can.

(End of this chapter)