What is a destructive midfielder?

Li Kang did not have any more stories with Claudia.

The timing of the middle-aged woman's appearance is very clever.

The two did not have the opportunity to leave contact information with each other.

It's just an advertisement for Veltins, and a new series will be shot soon.

Maybe there's still a chance to meet.

Every time I think of this.

The shadows on the brain will shrink crazily.

His mood will gradually become positive and positive.

But the female model with the proud figure was added to her social account from somewhere.

As soon as the verification was passed, several self-portraits with blood flowing out popped up.

He also kept emphasizing: Find time to teach Li Kang how to box.

At this time, the shadow on the brain will spread wildly.

Li Kang could not bear the pain of being suppressed by the shadow for a long time, so he decisively deleted the female model from his friends list.

Madrid. Las Rozas Training Base.

Li Kang met his teammates from the Spanish national team.

There are no big-name stars such as Iniesta, Ramos, and David Silva.

Most are young players playing for powerful teams.

De Gea waved hello to him and said loudly: "Li, there's no need to put your luggage. In two hours, we have to fly to Japan!"

Li Kang suddenly heard a bang!

Football spins wildly.

It drew a rainbow-like arc in the air.

It fell accurately in front of you.

He leaned back slightly, lifted his leg to relieve the ball, and stepped on it.

Bang bang bang!

Twenty meters away, Dennis applauded: "To be honest, your stoppage is average! The applause is just a welcome ceremony for the Leverkusen midfielder."

at this time.

The other teammates who were warming up turned their heads.

Bellerin at Arsenal.

Deulofeu of Everton.

They also came from the La Masia youth training camp, but they are in a higher echelon than Li Kang and are not very familiar with each other.

far away.

When assistant coach Mignano saw this scene, he was very angry: "Are these little guys going to fight among themselves as soon as they meet?"

Bosque stopped him and said with a smile: "It's two little lions fighting, let's not disturb them yet."

While talking.

The football left Li Kang's left foot.

Rolling against the turf at high speed.

Like a sharp knife.

Penetrating the gap between teammates.

Slowly stopping in front of Dennis.

Suddenly.

The teammates laughed and clapped.

Everyone has his own merits!

Dennis scratched the back of his head: "Okay, your long ground pass is a little better than mine."

The staff distributed brand new national team jerseys to the boys.

Li Kang's number is 98.

The national team's numbers in official competitions such as the World Cup and European Cup are 1-23.

But in international A-level friendly matches like Japan, there is no limit on jersey numbers.

There was no group competition.

After the Spanish teenagers changed into the sportswear of the national team, they dragged their luggage and boarded a plane to Asia.

Of course, there is still a "veteran".

Morata.

This guy actively encourages the juniors: "Don't be afraid, boldly let go and attack. If the situation cannot be opened, I will come on!"

He was the leading goalscorer for Juventus during this period. Although his scoring efficiency in the league was average and his ability to seize opportunities was not strong, in the Champions League last season, he successively broke through the defenses of European giants, and Real Madrid and Barcelona were not immune.

The young generals all looked at him with admiration.

It's like a group of newbies from a novice village meeting a max-level boss.

Morata felt secretly happy: In the past, he was the younger brother in the national team, but he never expected that he would become the elder brother so soon.

But he soon realized something was wrong. Why was the little dragonborn sitting next to him so quiet?

He must be too nervous to meet a superstar like himself.

He was about to offer words of comfort.

His eyes were attracted by the flight attendant with an exaggerated figure.

Morata, 23, has a clean private life and likes pure online dating.

Bosque dozed off.

Mignano was originally a physical fitness coach and was promoted to the position of the national team's number one assistant coach just a few months ago. He scribbled on a piece of white paper and muttered in a low voice:

"a bunch of dwarfs"

"Among the midfielders, Li Kang is the tallest and Deulofeu has the fastest pace. Who should we put in the forward position?"

"If the Japanese team abandons the midfield, defends intensively in the penalty area, and compresses space, they should be able to play better at their home court."

Twelve hours later.

The Spanish youngsters arrived at Tokyo International Airport.

A large number of fans gathered at the airport pick-up port.

Morata waved hello excitedly: "Look, so many Spanish compatriots are greeting us! We must behave well!"

Li Kang suddenly heard someone calling his name in Chinese.

He followed the sound.

I saw young oriental faces.

Mignano patted him on the shoulder: "Don't stand there stupidly. Go over and say hello to your fans. There are many security personnel sent by the Japan Football Association. You are not a big star, so nothing will happen."

There are only a dozen fans in this group, composed of Japanese Chinese and overseas students from Longguo.

It wasn't that Li Kang was afraid of something happening, he just didn't react for the moment.

He walked over slowly.

The crowd erupted in cheers.

"Li Kang, can you take a photo with us?"

"It's a bit cold in Tokyo at night, why don't you put on a jacket?"

"Everyone be quiet, take a group photo quickly, Li Kang still has to go back to the hotel to adjust to the time difference!"

The security personnel took the camera.

Li Kang was surrounded by his compatriots across the cordon.

The flash lights came on.

They left a warm photo in the bleak night of Tokyo.

"Li Kang! Come on! Kill the little Japanese!"

"Beat the little Japanese!"

Li Kang got on the national team bus and waved goodbye to his compatriots.

He didn't expect that he also had fans.

The Spanish teammates looked at him sideways.

Dennis asked in confusion: "Li! Have you played football in Japan?"

De Gea quickly corrected: "Don't talk nonsense, those fans are of Dragon descent or Dragon country. I have been to Dragon country several times and can understand some Chinese. They are encouraging Li Kang to beat the Japanese team."

Dennis continued to ask: "What does the little Japanese mean?"

De Gea touched his chin, thought for a moment and said: "Little Japanese is a name for Japanese people."

The young players suddenly realized.

Morata, who was boasting on the plane, now covered his stomach and his face was livid.

Two days later.

Tokyo Ajinomoto Stadium.

Tens of thousands of Japanese fans arrived at the stands early.

They wore dark blue jerseys and waved flags with three-legged crow feathers.

Before the 1990s, the international status of Japanese football was only second-rate in Asia.

In 1993, Kawabuchi Saburo, chairman of the Football Association, proposed a 100-year plan for Japanese football.

At that time, it became a big joke in Asia: you can't even get into the World Cup finals.

Who would have thought that since 1998, the Japanese team has never missed the World Cup.

"CTV5! CTV5! Good evening, audience friends!"

"Welcome to watch an East-West match on this week's international match day!"

"Japan vs. Spain!"

"I am the commentator of this game, Duan Xuan!"

"I am He Wei!"

"The starting lineup has been released. The Japanese team is a semi-main lineup, and many young players on the Spanish side are on the national team's roster for the first time."

In the player tunnel.

Takumi Minamino greeted the Spanish players enthusiastically.

When he saw Li Kang.

He tried to force out a smile.

Dennis also shook his hand enthusiastically: "Little Japanese!"

The pronunciation was not very accurate.

Takumi Minamino did not understand Chinese either, thinking it was Catalan, and nodded quickly.

Then.

Deulofeu and Bellerin followed with a polite greeting: "Little Japanese!"

Other Japanese players bowed and nodded.

Li Kang looked at this scene with a black line on his face.

The team moved.

The referee team led the players from both sides out of the passage!

The Ajinomoto Stadium instantly erupted in cheers like a landslide and tsunami.

The drums thundered.

The moment Li Kang stepped onto the green field.

The system prompt sounded quietly:

[Ding! National team mission triggered: Defeat the pride of the blue warriors! ]

[Task introduction: You can't fight for your country, but this game must be won, defeat them! ]

[Task reward: ? ? ? 】

The stadium broadcast played the Japanese national anthem "Kimi ga Yo".

The Japanese players were excited and solemn.

Tens of thousands of Japanese fans sang in unison.

"The Japanese national anthem is probably the shortest in the world."

"Only 28 words are repeated."

"After repeated research by historian Tomoharu Fujita, it was found that this was a funeral song sung at the emperor's funeral."

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[No wonder it sounds like a crematorium song. ]

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[It's just the sound of suona and gongs missing! ]

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[It feels weird. Li Kang will sing the Spanish national anthem later? I can't accept it! ]

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[It's so hard to get a good seedling, but he joined the Spanish national team. Alas]

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[Messi often doesn't sing the national anthem. ]

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[It's funny! Li Kang is dumb, how can he sing the national anthem? ]

The Japanese national anthem is very short.

1 minute later.

The Spanish national anthem "Royal March" was played.

The young players had expressionless faces and tightly shut their mouths.

"After Franco's dictatorship over Spain ended, the lyrics of the national anthem were abolished!"

"So Spanish athletes don't need to sing the national anthem when participating in international competitions!"

Longguo Live Room.

Netizens were a little confused.

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[I can't hold it anymore! Haha! ]

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[The previous generation of Spanish players could hum a few words, but this group of new generation players are too casual! ]

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[You count, how many Basques and Catalans there are, they definitely can't hum. ]

Guessing sides is over.

The players on both sides took their positions.

With the referee's whistle.

The game officially began!

"Here are the starting lineups for both teams!"

"The Japanese team is attacking from left to right in dark blue, and they are in a 4-3-3 formation!"

"Goalkeeper: Shusaku Nishikawa!"

"Left-back: Yuto Nagatomo!"

"Central defender: Maya Yoshida and Tomoaki Makino!"

"Right-back: Masashi Morishige!"

"Midfield: Wataru Endo, Junya Ito, Yosuke Kashiwagi!"

"Forwards: Takumi Minamino, Takuma Asano, Musashi Suzuki!"

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[The Japanese team's backcourt has all the main players from last year's World Cup! 】

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[The midfielders and forwards, several J-League local players are also quite strong, this should be a big offensive battle! ]

"The formation of the Spanish national team, judging from the scene, is 4-6-0, no striker!"

"Goalkeeper: De Gea!"

"Left back: Merre!"

"Central back: Gaya and Jonny!"

"Right back: Bellerin!"

"Midfield: Li Kang, Deulofeu, Denis, Ceballos, Castillejo, Oliver!"

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