At 7 pm on January 31, 2o13, Zhang Xu accompanied the team's bus to Atletico Madrid's home court Calderon Stadium. Bayi     Chinese?

This is not the first time Zhang Xu has come to this stadium, so he doesn’t find it novel. As he comes over, he just brings headphones, listens to light music, and closes his eyes to rest.

Over the past period of time, he has been running back and forth in the national team and club competitions, and he is still physically sucked, but he is a little mentally exhausted.

It's no wonder he is like this. If there is an important game that requires your full attention every two days, no matter who it is, he may feel quite tired mentally. This is on Zhang Xu, because his determination attribute is too high and he can still withstand it. Ordinary people will have long collapsed.

But even so, Zhang Xu still felt that he was overdrawn, and his originally sober mind sometimes became a little confused.

However, when I was talking on the phone with Nicola last night, I briefly mentioned my situation. Nicola immediately gave Zhang Xu an idea, which was to close his eyes and listen to light music in his spare time.

Zhang Xu tried it after lunch at noon today and was surprised to find that this method was really useful. The soothing music was like a clear spring, flowing through his somewhat swollen mind, taking away fatigue and leaving a refreshing feeling. A refreshing feeling arises naturally.

This time, Zhang Xu fell in love with this method. Whenever he had a rest, he would put on his headphones, close his eyes, listen quietly to light music, relax his spirit and mind, and restore his mind to the best state.

In addition, Zhang Xu also found that there is another advantage of listening to light music, that is, his sense of rhythm has also been enhanced. His skill of controlling rhythm was obtained from music. Now that he has not listened to light music once, he feels that he has mastered the mystery of rhythm more.

Zhang Xu had a premonition that after this game, he would give him about ten days and he would definitely improve his skill of controlling the rhythm to the intermediate level!

Of course, the task you need now is to defeat Atletico Madrid in front of you!

"Hello.zhang, I am a reporter from Marca. What do you think of today's game?" When Zhang Xu walked off the bus, countless microphones passed the arms of the security guard and handed them directly to him.

Zhang Xu showed a charming smile: "We will win! We will win the Coruna team!"

"Wow!" A loud noise broke out from the surrounding reporters. The reporter from Marca quickly asked: "Where do you have the confidence to win? Are you yourself?"

Zhang Xu pointed to his heart, smiled and said, "What you said is not all right. It is us, not me alone! Our whole team has a big heart that pursues victory!"

"Hello, zhang, I am a reporter from Ashes. We heard that Atletico Madrid's No. 6 Cork will stare at you completely. Do you think you can get rid of the opponent's marking?"

Zhang Xu was happy, staring at him to death? He was really a toad yawning. He was so angry that even with such strong defensive ability, he did not dare to claim to the outside world that he could stare at a player completely.

So he smiled and said, "If he can stare at me completely and not allow me to have an assist or a goal in this game, then I will lose!"

"Wow!" Another burst of exclamations broke out from the crowd around. Even Messi and Ronaldo couldn't guarantee that they could assist or score goals in every game, let alone Zhang Xu of La Coruna, and his opponent was Atletico Madrid.

Zhang Xu's bet is equivalent to directly announcing to the media that La Coruna will definitely score a goal tonight! If the goal is scored, it would be fine. If there is no goal and the Atletico Madrid team scored, then Zhang Xu's declaration just now is equivalent to causing humiliation.

Zhang Xu's statement is also joyful and sad. The media reporters who have always liked Zhang Xu naturally worry that Zhang Xu will not be able to fulfill their declarations, while the media reporters who have always disliked Zhang Xu happily wrote down Zhang Xu's declarations. They really want to see Zhang Xu's ugly face after La Coruna failed to score a goal and lost the game!

Today's Calderon Stadium is much more lively than before. Countless Atletico Madrid fans squeezed the huge stadium. At a glance, they were covered with red and white striped jerseys.

However, today, in the South Stand of the visiting team fans, the number of La Coruna fans was much higher than before, almost all the empty spaces in the South Stand were filled. They waved La Coruna's team flag and scarf and sang La Coruna's team songs, and their momentum was no weaker than Atletico Madrid fans.

This is the first time Zhang Xu has seen it away. Many La Coruna fans come to cheer for the team. You can imagine the importance of this game in the minds of the fans.

"Hi, zhang, I heard that bastard named Cork, who declared to the media that if he couldn't stare at you, he would draw a big turtle on his butt. Or, today we will let him realize this ideal?" While conducting the venue adaptive training, Olivera found Zhang Xu and said to Zhang Xu enthusiastically.

Zhang Xu immediately jumped back and joked: "Do you like to look at men's butts? Picking up soap? Then you might as well move out quickly!"

"You only like to look at men's butts, you only like to pick up soap!" Olivera's face turned red by the anger of Zhang Xu: "My sexual orientation is extremely normal!"

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, no, my door will be locked in the future!" Zhang Xu's lingering fear made everyone laugh, and the tension before the game also dissipated a lot.

"But that's right," Zhang Xu said with a chuckling, "If you can see a man drawing a turtle, it would be a good wonder! This must be seen! Haha! Brothers, you have to help me realize that Cork's ideal, and let's enjoy it together, how about it?"

"Hahaha!" Everyone was amused by Zhang Xu's funny and laughed again.

The laughter of everyone on the court naturally reached the sidelines.

"It seems that our players have a good mentality! This is a good thing! I am more confident in today's game!" Altra was discussing with the assistant coach how to improve the formation and tactics as much as possible. Suddenly, he heard the laughter of the players on the court, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

"I guess, it must be zhang to make everyone happy again!" The assistant coach analyzed incisively: "This guy is a little nervous when he sees his teammates, so he makes everyone happy and lets his teammates relax their nerves a little."

"Hey, who else can I have besides him? Haha, this kid is really a lucky player in our team. With him, you and I will be much more relaxed!" Altra said with a smile and nodded.

"Sir, can we still keep him next season?" At this time, the assistant coach suddenly asked an inappropriate question. When he realized it, he hurriedly covered up: "Uh, I think as long as we achieve good results this season, there should be no big problem to keep him."

"Oh, forget it, don't hide it. I didn't think about this problem before, but now," Altra sighed and shook his head and said, "Oh, there are many wealthy clubs that are interested in zhang! If we want to keep him, the cost will not be low. This is not a problem. The key to the problem is that our Mr. Chairman may not and will not be willing to spend such a price. He will definitely sell zhang out for huge funds when zhang is most valuable!"

"If zhang leaves, what should the team do? zhang is the core of our team's midfield! Now Belleron has been completely replaced by zhang, and zhang's role has completely surpassed Belleron's role!" the assistant coach asked with concern.

"Yes! This is also my heart-wrenching! Alas, you recently greeted me with the scouts, so that they could pay more attention to see if there are any cheap and easy-to-use midfielders. Of course, it would be better if they could find the same player as zhang!" Altra finally gave the assistant coach a task.

Do you think zhang is the cabbage on the ground and can be seen everywhere?

After hearing Altra's last words, the assistant coach couldn't help but secretly slander himself in his heart.

The relaxed and comfortable laughter of Zhang Xu and his teammates also reached the ears of Atletico Madrid players.

"Hmph, a bunch of old guys are in a good mood! They will cry at that time!" No. 6 Cork couldn't help but curse.

"Haha, what's so strange about this? I know I can't beat our Atletico Madrid team, so I can let go. Don't worry, we will let them know what pain is!" No. 1o Tulan smiled.

"However, we still have to be careful. The strength of that Chinese zhang is indeed good. We have experienced it in the last game!" No. 4 Suarez was a little more steady. He frowned and reminded his teammates.

"Hmph, he was lucky that time! Otherwise we would definitely win!" No. 9 Falcao did not agree with Suarez's statement. He shouted: "We are traditional European giants. At our own home court, I believe we will definitely defeat the old La Coruna. Even if the opponent has an excellent player like Chinese zhang, do you think, right?"

"Yes!" "Of course!" "Fuck the old guys to death!"......

Under the leadership of Falcao, the members of Atletico Madrid responded to Falcao's statement.

At 7:30 p.m., with the referee's whistle, the game finally kicked off! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!