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Chapter 343 Tricks

Chapter 343 Tricks

Love Song Stadium.

Barcelona's head coach Frank Rijkaard stood on the sidelines, looking at the players on the field who were undergoing simple adaptive training, with a gloomy face.

When Ronaldinho received the ball, he couldn't help slipping his feet and managed to keep himself from falling. He passed the football with difficulty, but he lost his aim, and Eto'o had to speed up to chase the ball.

With such an acceleration, the African cheetah seemed to be drunk, unable to stand still, and slid directly to the ground.

"MD! These bastards! What are they trying to do? They don't have any sportsmanship!"

Seeing this scene, Rijkaard shouted angrily.

This is not an isolated phenomenon. During the more than ten minutes of training time, his players were obviously a little clumsy in their movements on the court, and even slipped and fell from time to time.He personally went to the field to feel it, and found that there was a lot of accumulated water on the turf. Although there was not much, the turf was slippery enough. If you were not careful, or if you used too much force, you would easily lose your center of gravity.

This made Rijkaard extremely dissatisfied.Barcelona is a team famous for passing and catching the ball. Their strengths lie in continuous running, fast passing, mobilizing opponents with the cooperation of passing and catching the ball, and looking for opportunities.However, the turf is so slippery that it will greatly hinder the performance of the players, and under such field conditions, it is extremely difficult to control the football and the strength of passing and receiving the ball.

This is simply "digging a hole" for his team!

"Conspiracy! This is Chi Guoguo's conspiracy! In order to deal with us, he even thought of such a dirty trick. It's really shameless and embarrassing!"

Rijkaard yelled again with a sullen face, and then angrily went to the person in charge of the stadium.

The staff did not find it, but found Villarreal's assistant coach.At that time, the coach named Ruben was not far away smiling and watching the Barcelona players who kept slipping and falling on the field.

"Is it funny, Mr. Coach?"

Rijkaard came closer, his tone low and angry.

"It's you, Mr. Frank." Mr. Ruben turned his head, ignoring the other party's unhappiness, he waved his hand, and said seriously, "I think you must have read it wrong, but I didn't laugh. In fact, I just Passing here, you know, there are many things that require a small character like me to run errands, I didn't appear here on purpose to spy on your training content..."

On the football field, even if an opponent wants to spy on the military situation, it is done in private, sneaky, so aboveboard, it is a bit broken rules.After all, many times, some teams will carry out some training content like hole cards, but they don't want their opponents to know.

Mr. Ruben quickly explained that he didn't want to make a taboo and let others misunderstand.

"You know that's not what I'm talking about!"

Rijkaard hated it so much that his teeth were itchy, pretend, you continue to pretend for me?After spilling so much water on the court, you still said that you didn't come here to watch our jokes, who the hell would believe it?You guys are really shameless, you will do anything immoral in order to win the game!

Mr. Reuben looked at him suspiciously, with a bewildered expression on his face, an expression that I really don't know what you are talking about.

Rijkaard was even more angry, and couldn't help raising his tone a lot: "I mean, the field conditions here are too bad. Don't you think there is too much water on the turf? You did it on purpose... ..."

Before the words fell, the coach on the opposite side showed a dazed look, and interrupted his unfinished words with a wave: "Oh, that's what Mr. Frank said. I'm really sorry. In the morning, the stadium staff was maintaining I accidentally broke the faucet while turfing, so... But Mr. Frank, you don't have to worry, in fact, that's what I came here for. You see..."

Mr. Ruben pointed to a few repairmen wearing Villarreal overalls standing not far away, carrying repair kits.

"On behalf of the club, I would like to express my deep apologies for the inconvenience caused to you, but we will repair the venue as soon as your training is over."

Mr. Ruben's attitude was very good. He not only admitted the club's dereliction of duty, but also said that he would carry out repairs soon.

Rijkaard was a little speechless, everyone else had such an attitude, what else could he say?Can only be speechless.

At the same time, he looked at the other party suspiciously, and murmured in his heart: Did he really blame the other party by mistake?It was just an accident?The opponent has no intention of using tricks?

Thinking of this, most of the anger in Rijkaard's heart dissipated. Although the purpose of training may not be achieved, but the matter has come to this point, he has nothing to say. He can only hope that the conditions of the field can return to the original state during the game.

"Maintenance as soon as possible. I hope it will be a good game tonight."

Rijkaard dropped this sentence, turned and left.

Behind him, Mr. Ruben smiled brightly: "Of course, believe me, Mr. Frank, this will definitely be a wonderful match!"

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The time turned to 3:[-] p.m., and the Love Song Stadium was already full of seats an hour ago. The stands, which can accommodate [-] people, have long been occupied by enthusiastic fans.

The people in the small town cheered and roared in the stands, singing the folk songs belonging to this small town over and over again.

"Ha, although the stadium is small, the atmosphere here is really good."

In the stands not far from the stadium, Pablo stood and shouted along with the fans.His daughter, Little Luna, was riding on his neck, dancing with her father, singing vaguely songs that she had never heard before.

"Brother Fan! Brother Fan!"

Suddenly, little Luna became excited and her arms shook even harder.Under the stands, players from Fan Bizhuang and Villarreal have already stepped onto the pitch.

"Oh, little Luna, your idol Brother Fan has come out!"

Pablo laughed and lifted little Luna even higher, and the little girl shouted harder, as if trying to get the idol's attention.

Fan Bizhuang didn't hear the shouts of Pablo and Little Luna, but he still saw the father and daughter. The two seats were not far from the stadium, and they were sitting in the corner of the home team's fans stand.Fan Bizhuang would often look in this direction, and when he looked up, he saw the father and daughter dancing towards him.

Seeing this, Fan Bizhuang just laughed.Pablo was wearing a Barcelona away jersey, while little Luna was wearing a yellow No. 23 home team jersey. The father and daughter, one black and the other yellow, seemed different and eye-catching.

Her father is a Barcelona fan, and her daughter is her own fan. I really don't know if little Luna will get up with her father when she grows up, and have a big fight over who to support.

The fans around the stands also saw the father and daughter with different positions. Some people laughed in good faith, and some waved at the little girl and shouted: "Fan! Fan! Fan!!!"

The little girl grabbed her father's hair with one hand, waved it with the other, and shouted in response: "Brother Fan will win! Brother Fan is the best!"

Suddenly there was laughter all around.

Fan Bizhuang waved his hand in the direction of little Luna, and the little girl screamed excitedly again.

"Brother Fan! Brother Fan! You must win! You must win!"

I don't know if Fan Bizhuang could really hear it, he just smiled again, then turned around and started warming up with his teammates on the court.

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Mr. Ruben was whispering to his colleagues, when he looked up, he saw a gloomy face staring at him bitterly.

"Ah, ha, it's you, Mr. Frank." Mr. Ruben was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a friendly smile.

"This is what you said, you will solve the problem of the venue as soon as possible?"

Rijkaard pointed his finger indignantly at the pitch, and his players, as before, slipped and fell to the ground from time to time.

Mr. Ruben finally understood where the other party's anger came from, and he waved his hand apologetically: "I'm sorry, Mr. Frank, we did maintain the stadium, but the effect was mediocre. But it doesn't seem like a big problem, at least There is no problem with the normal course of the game.”

"Is there no problem? The turf is so slippery, how can my players play normally? This is what you call maintenance? Tell me, what is the difference between this and the previous field conditions?"

Mr. Ruben made a helpless gesture of spreading his hands: "There is really not much difference. But Mr. Frank, I said that we will carry out repairs, but I didn't say that we will be able to repair it?"

Rijkaard was bitter, and stared blankly at the other party, speechless. Obviously, Mr. Ruben's "shamelessness" shocked him.

"Of course, the effect is still there, at least there will be no more problems with the faucet."

"Since there is no problem with the faucet, why is there still so much water on the turf? Why is the field still so slippery?" Rijkaard asked.

"What are you talking about..." Mr. Ruben chuckled, and said as a matter of course, "After the maintenance, it is natural to maintain the venue. As you know, we are a small club, so naturally we cherish our own venue more, so ...we watered it again..."

"..."

Rijkaard stared wide-eyed, pointed at the other party, and was a little speechless angrily.

"good very good!"

"You are amazing!"

When Rijkaard arrived at this time, how could he not know that he was put on by Villarreal.But at this moment, he was also helpless, glared at the other party bitterly, and left angrily.

A smile appeared on Mr. Ruben's face again, and he shook his head: "For the sake of victory, Mr. has really come up with endless tricks!"

(End of this chapter)