Lu Yin silly waist

Chapter 910 Continuing the fiery state

On this day, many fans gathered around the gate of the Barcelona club.

After two consecutive defeats in the Champions League and the league, this dealt a big blow to Barcelona.

Many people are beginning to doubt whether the Champions League can be promoted and whether the league can win the championship.

At least from the current situation, leaving aside the league, in the second round of the Champions League, they have to score six goals at home, which is undoubtedly a difficult task.

Every Barcelona fan's face is filled with a worry, and based on this worry, they gathered again.

Today is a special day.

After missing four games, Yi Le finally returned from injury and started training with the team.

And it is for this reason that Barcelona fans come here.

In the expectant eyes, the cars carrying the team members drove into the parking lot, but the fans turned a blind eye to these, until an Audi R8 drove slowly, and their eyes burst into surprise.

This is Yi Le's car, which means it has finally returned.

There was a small commotion at the scene, but it subsided quickly.

Yi Le did not get out of the car to greet the fans, but drove directly into the parking lot under the clearance of the security guards.

The hustle and bustle of the outside world gradually quieted down. Yi Le found a parking space and parked the car. Then he carried his backpack and walked into the elevator and walked towards the locker room.

Along the way, very quiet.

Even the staff who came and went seemed a little lost. They welcomed Yi Le's return, but they didn't have much reaction.

When passing by the equipment room, Yi Le paused for a moment.

Before, this place was supposed to be full of excitement, but now it was empty.

After silently watching around for a long time, Yi Le walked directly to the dressing room.

Opening the door, Yi Le found that there were many people in the locker room.

Rakitic, Pique, De Jong and Fati.

Rakitic sat on a stool, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Peake lowered his head and tidied up the locker in silence.

De Jong is changing clothes.

The locker room was quiet and depressing at the same time.

17-year-old Fati sat obediently in a corner, fidgeting a little.

Until he saw Yi Le walking in, his eyes lit up, and he shouted happily: "Yi!"

Yi Le smiled and nodded, while turning his gaze to the others.

Fati's voice finally broke the silence, and the three also looked up at Yi Le, smiling and congratulating Yi Le on his comeback from injury.

But there was always a bitterness in that smile.

After chatting for a while, Yi Le changed his clothes and was about to walk out of the dressing room.

Fati on the side followed Yi Le's butt, step by step.

Walking out the door, Yi Le was doing stretching and walked towards the training ground. Fati looked at Yi Le's appearance and hesitated to speak.

At this time, Yi Le suddenly said, "Is there anything you want to say?"

Fati froze for a moment, then pursed his lips and said, "Yi, our situation is very bad, and the atmosphere is very bad."

Yi Le nodded and said, "I can see it."

Fati blinked and said: "In the next game, we have to score six goals to qualify"

After a pause, Fati hoped; "We will win, right?"

Hearing this, Yi Le was silent for a while, and said, "Who knows."

Fati was completely stunned. He wanted to get some comfort from Yi Le, but Yi Le obviously had no such intention.

Fati, who was hit, could only hold his mouth and continue to train with Yi Le.

Ten minutes later, in the training ground, the players began to assemble.

But compared to the excitement before, it seems a bit quiet now.

The players practiced on their own, with little communication.

At the fence, journalists also began to enter.

They were very enthusiastic about the first day of Yi Le's comeback training.

However, when they saw the atmosphere of Barcelona training, they couldn't help frowning.

"It seems that the previous two games have hit them hard." A local Barcelona media reporter said with a look of melancholy.

No matter which team it is, it is really unacceptable to be kicked 8-2 in such a critical game.

With a gap of six goals, even if Barcelona play at home in the next round, it will be difficult for them to recover their disadvantage unless a miracle is performed.

Speaking of miracles, many reporters couldn't help looking at the black-haired young man who was constantly stretching in the training ground.

Will the Camp Nou miracle really happen again?

"Then there will be a training match, the main players will fight against the substitutes."

After Valverde finished speaking, he yelled at Yi Le who was about to put on the main vest: "Yi, you are on the bench."

As soon as the words fell, everyone was stunned.

Even Yi Le was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't think too much about it. He put down the blue vest and put on the yellow vest again.

The main team is a bit inexplicable, why not let Yi Le enter the main team.

Shouldn't it be to run in as soon as possible and strive to play as soon as possible?

Everyone couldn't figure out Valverde's thoughts, but they could only obey the arrangement.

The two sides came to their respective halfs, and many expectant eyes were looking at Yi Le's figure.

They need to pay attention to the extent to which Yi Le's injury has recovered and his state.

The substitute team kicked off first, and Fati passed the ball directly to Yi Le after the kick-off.

Yi Le observed with the ball, only to see that his brows were slightly frowned.

The position on the opposite side is too loose, with many loopholes, and overall it gives people a loose feeling.

Yi Le remembered that before he left, Barcelona hadn't reached this level.

It seems that these two games have really hit them hard.

But Yi Le didn't show mercy, and planned to let them get back to their status slowly.

"Why did you let Yi join the substitute team?"

On the sidelines, the assistant coach asked puzzledly.

Valverde looked at the stadium and said; "These two losses have hit us hard. We can all feel the low morale of the players. This is a very bad thing for us."

"Then Yi should be in the main team and let them slowly regain their confidence."

"No! I don't intend to do this. Our time is too tight, and normal methods can't re-gather morale. At this time, we need to use special means."

"What special means?"

In the arena, after a few minutes of pass control.

A sudden return pass from the substitute team brought the ball to the rib area.

And here, Yi Le suddenly stepped forward, swung his right foot outside the penalty area, and slammed it down.

The ball rushed towards the opponent's goal like a comet, and Ter Stegen couldn't even respond. He could only turn his head to look at the ball in the net in astonishment, and slowly opened his mouth.

Everyone's eyes looked over.

The sunlight from the sky shone on Yi Le's body, which was extremely dazzling.

The sun was so hot that it seemed to burn them.

Even after leaving for a period of time, Yi Le still maintained an amazing competitive state after returning.

This goal is a proof!

"No way! Is this guy really injured? Is this a state of recuperation for a few weeks?" Suarez muttered to himself.

The others also looked at Yi Le one after another, and they were suddenly awakened from their dazed state.

Only Fati looked at Yi Le, shrunk his neck slightly, and said, "Yi, he seems very angry."

"Huh?" Umtiti puzzled, "He's obviously smiling!"

Fati shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's just a feeling."

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