Football: BBC template starts, Messi is stunned

The referee blew the whistle for the end of the half.

The data shows.

The first half lasted 45 minutes.

The home team Real Madrid and the visiting team Atletico Madrid had a possession rate of 58% and 42% respectively.

In terms of shooting.

Real Madrid shot 8 times and hit 4 times.

Atletico Madrid shot 4 times and hit none!

Even at the end of the first half, Real Madrid got a single chance.

If it weren't for the water in front of the penalty area, Ronaldo would slip and fall when shooting.

Atletico Madrid might have fallen behind by two goals!

When leaving the court.

Zidane smiled and walked into the player tunnel with a black umbrella, and talked with Bale, Benzema and Ronaldo with a smile.

The players of Atletico Madrid looked a little lonely!

They all walked with their heads down.

Su Chen also lowered his head.

He was full of resentment!

He was so cold that his whole body hurt!

But the next second he looked up.

He saw a person who was as wet as himself——

Simeone!

Simeone did not enter the locker room in advance.

Instead, he put his hands on his waist.

Standing at the player's tunnel with his head held high, he looked very majestic.

Although his expensive black Armani suit.

was wrinkled in the pouring rain.

But Simeone did not hold an umbrella like Zidane.

Instead, he stood proudly in the rain.

Just like his own bag.

After 45 minutes of heavy rain!

"Hey, from now on, I want you all to cheer up and wake up!"

"You played well, but you just lacked a little luck!"

Every player passed by Simeone.

Both received a heavy punch from him!

When Su Chen passed by.

Simeone also punched him hard on the back!

This circle was quite heavy, and it directly splashed the rainwater accumulated on Su Chen's jersey, creating a circle of water!

"Wake up, wake up!"

Simeone asked Su Chen to stand still, then held his face and shook it violently!

"You are not facing the previous Sevilla, nor Villarreal!"

"This is the Bernabeu, you are facing Real Madrid, which is 8 points ahead of us!"

"You are not playing a soft La Liga, but winning the Madrid derby that is as hard as rock!"

"Hold your head up, Su," Simeone raised his hand, and then said to Su Chen in a nearly roaring tone, "You must hold your head up, don't let those wearing white jerseys look down on us!"

...

Longguo.

It was 4:30 a.m. local time.

It was midwinter.

It was dark at night.

The editors of "Sports Weekly" were wearing thick cotton jackets at home.

Sitting in front of the computer, writing the halftime report intensively.

[Halftime report: Bale assistsRonaldo scored, Real Madrid led Atletico Madrid 1-0 at halftime]

[The scene was hot, Su Chen and Carvajal were both yellow cards in the first 15 minutes]

[Su Chen got lost in the rain, 0 passes in the first half]

[Can you believe it? Bale's maximum sprint speed is as high as 35.1/KM, instantly tearing through Atletico Madrid's defense]

Several messages have been sent.

Instantly, I got used to watching the game while reading the news. Dragon fans occupied the comment area!

"This is a BC connection for Real Madrid! A standard counterattack, so smooth!"

"Ramos's tackle is very accurate, and it is difficult for Su Chen to get past him!"

"The whole Atletico team is in bad shape. Is it because of the heavy rain? I feel like they are all frozen!"

"Don't use the heavy rain as an excuse. Real Madrid's players won't get wet in the rain? The venue is the same, but there is still a gap in hard power!"

"Su Chen should get closer to Griezmann and Diego Costa. It is difficult for him to break through Real Madrid's defense one-on-one!"

"Real Madrid's defense is not Villarreal. Ramos and Varane are both top defenders. With the help of the midfield, it is difficult for Su Chen to get enough sprint space!"

Some die-hard fans of Real Madrid.

Even started to make sarcastic remarks about Su Chen.

"Who said Su Chen is a replica of Bale before? Now come out, stand up straight, and get beaten!"

"Hahaha, the real Bale made an assist, but the fake Bale didn't even dribble past the defense!"

"Su Chen is still too young. He was beaten back to his original form when he met a strong team."

"I will give in to your mindless praise! If Su Chen can be compared with Bale, why is he only in Atletico Madrid and not directly playing for Real Madrid? Are the scouts of Real Madrid stupid!"

"Atletico Madrid is Atletico Madrid, and Real Madrid is Real Madrid. There is a gap in hard power between the two teams, which cannot be made up by Su Chen."

"Make up for the gap in strength? Su Chen has this ability, but he doesn't know it, so you can continue to praise Su Chen mindlessly!"

Imperial capital.

Inside the office building of "Sports Weekly".

All the lights are dark.

Only the editor-in-chief's office is on a glaring desk lamp!

The night shift security guard downstairs came out to smoke, looked at Luo Ming's office, and sighed.

"This editor-in-chief Luo, his subordinates can go home to work, but he is still sitting here alone. He is working so hard, he is risking his life!"

In fact.

Luo Ming was sitting in the editor-in-chief's office.

Although the TV hanging on the wall.

was broadcasting the Madrid derby live.

But Luo Ming turned the sound to mute and had no intention of watching the game.

In front of him.

was an ashtray filled with cigarette butts!

Luo Ming looked haggard and unshaven.

But the look in his eyes when he looked at the computer was flickering with a dim light.

All his attention was on the video in the anonymous email.

And when he watched it at that timeThe Dragon Football Association announced that Su Chen would be permanently expelled from the National Youth Team.

Luo Ming watched this two-minute video over and over again.

He kept pondering in his heart.

Thinking!

Almost the entire first half of the Madrid derby.

Luo Ming didn't watch the game, he just watched this video.

"Chen Xuyuan, Team Leader Zhang, and Su Chen and his National Youth Teammates..."

Luo Ming repeatedly confirmed the people in the video.

This is a surveillance video from the hotel box.

It was obviously obtained by someone inside the hotel.

Who is he?

Why did he obtain this video?

What is his purpose?

Why did he send this video to himself?

The conversation between Chen Xuyuan, Team Leader Zhang, and other teammates except Su Chen in the video.

It echoed in Luo Ming's ears repeatedly.

"You are really unique, Su Chen!"

"I understand that you are good at playing in the team, so I don't ask you to pay tribute every year, but do you really think I can't deal with you?"

"Don't think that you are great just because you can go to Atletico for a trial. Do you really think you can play football in Atletico?"

"Either bow down respectfully and toast me a glass of wine, or get out of our Dragon National Youth Team and never be hired!"

"If you want to make a name for yourself playing football in China, who doesn't drink?"

"Su Chen, don't be stubborn and spoil everyone's fun. We'll go to KTV after drinking!"

"You don't pay tribute to Boss Chen every year, and you can still stay in the National Youth Team? It's because Boss Chen understands you!"

"If you offend Boss Chen, you will never be able to make a living in Dragon National Football!"

Luo Ming's heart trembled when he heard it.

Every word is like a knife.

It pierces the editor-in-chief's heart deeply!

Luo Ming took out his mobile phone.

Browsing football news on major websites repeatedly.

Confirming this moment.

After reading any reports about this video.

Luo Ming decisively extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand in the ashtray.

"It seems that the person who sent this video trusts me very much."

Luo Ming.

This senior sports reporter in Dragon Country football.

Editor-in-chief of "Sports Weekly".

With a complicated and determined mood.

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