Chapter 976 Battle at Wembley (5)
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Lao Zuo
Throughout the first half, it was Lin Luo's duel that left a deep impression on the fans.
Although Lindy disappeared for a while after the injury, he always affected the normal process of the game.
Seeing Lindy, who was surrounded by team doctors and leaving the field while healed, the fans gave their applause without hesitation.
In their eyes, Lindy's performance is a sacrifice and contribution to the team.
Lindy heard the applause, turned to look at the fans, raised his arms, gritted his teeth and showed his biceps.
Gerald, who was walking behind him, waved again and again, indicating that the applause should be louder.
"That's how it should be. Those players in China are going to lift their heads to the sky."
Seeing the scene where Lindy accepted the applause and left the stage, Lao Ma couldn't help sighing.
"You mean Messi?"
The woman beside him dragged the old horse's arm, put it in her arms and squeezed it hard, with a look of listening to gossip.
Why do these people keep appearing by Lao Ma's side, coming and going, and coming again?
As long as they hear more inside stories, even without the 5 euros that Lao Ma gave him every month, they can profit from selling news through the media or charging photos of themselves on Twitter.
The hustle and bustle is all for profit.
Otherwise, what are you drawing?
Figure old horse smoking marijuana?
Figure old horse square?
Tu Laoma looked down and couldn't see J, no, toes? ?
Lao Ma saw his female companion looking at him with admiration, and his inner hormones and pride exploded again:
"Messi is not the only one. He is just a mentality problem. There is absolutely no problem with his attitude. But what about the others?"
"Including my son-in-law Aguero, Fernandez, Enzo and his ilk, their eyes are in the sky. But when it comes to unity and respect, only my son-in-law Aguero and few people have expressed enough to Messi respect."
"Everyone thinks they're geniuses who don't belong to Messi, and they think so from the day they came out of the ghetto."
"Three years ago, Argentina did not make it to the end. They regarded Messi as a 3-year-old boy, not a captain with an armband." Very disappointed, it affected his state, I talked to him many times, but he never stood up and showed his ability as captain."
"Maybe, I did something wrong in this matter. I put too much pressure on him. He is not Ronaldo or Lindy. He has always been himself."
"If they are still holding on to this state next year, I'm afraid they will fall into the sand again."
The old horse sank his body down slowly, holding his cheek with one hand, looking very melancholy.
And the beautiful woman next to her wrote down these words contentedly, and even rubbed her arm around the old horse up and down, trying to treat it as a reward.
On the other side, Lindy had already returned to the locker room.
His entire arm was placed in the ice bucket, and Lindy felt a trace of biting cold penetrate into the bone marrow, while switching to the system interface to observe the countdown to the injury.
The original 18-day recovery countdown has been changed to 4.5 days after the [Injury Recovery Pill].
With the team doctor's treatment, this time is rapidly shortening.
Lindy saw that the time to recover from the injury has been reduced to 3.8 days.
But he knows that this reduction is only temporary, and it will rebound tomorrow, and the overall time will still be maintained at about 4 days until he goes to the hospital for treatment.
It's just that the effect will not be too obvious.
The injury was fine, and Lindy began to summarize the gains and losses of the first half.
He felt very deeply. After his arm was strained, he could not rely on his long-term physical fitness.
You know, since his debut, he has been relying on his body for food.
Even after obtaining [Absolute Ball Sense], he still does what he does.
To put it bluntly, the physical training foundation laid by this body in the years before he came here has made this instinct of relying on the body to play football engraved into the bone marrow.
It's like the law of bamboo.
It is true to accumulate thickly, but the roots have not changed.
Now, Lindy finally found the wall that stopped him.
Either rely on the body, or rely on technology.
I rarely put it together.
Even if there is an occasional union, it is drowned in the joy of celebration.
"So it is!"
As soon as Lindy figured it out, a huge system sound appeared, as if echoing from the depths of the universe.
"Congratulations to the host for breaking through the [talent shackles]. All skill talents and quality talents are unlocked. The host can improve his abilities through training."
"For specific details, please ask the host to explore by himself."
Lin Di was taken aback, what does it mean to break through the [talent shackles]?
Is it the [defensive positions] that are difficult for me to improve?
Lindy quickly clicked on the system and looked at the attributes of [Defensive Position]: 90.28% (increasing).
There is a decimal point, and there is also a note, which clearly states that it is being improved.
Lindy opened his eyes, only to feel comfortable all over, and a sense of lightness flew from his eyebrows.
Even breathing becomes different.
Dalglish also noticed this: "Lin, how do you feel? Don't insist, everyone here can work hard for the team."
If this tone is outside the locker room, it will definitely cause huge waves.
It seems that Lindy has many privileges, but no one in this locker room feels that there is a problem.
At least on the surface.
"Boss, I feel good, the effect of this ice compress is amazing." Lindy patted his chest with his left hand: "I can hit 10!"
But everyone didn't react to Lindy's stalk, after all, the time was not up.
But when everyone saw Lindy like this, they still smiled knowingly.
Henderson and Maguire are already in the corner discussing where to go at night, and which new club has new tea on the market.
Although Gerald was sitting upright, his beating ears kept recording the key points of their conversation.
So did Coutinho, who tugged at LaGriezmann's sleeve and gave him a wink.
That means to say: "Look, Team Lin is fine, there is a stable group in the second half, how many do you want tonight?"
Dalglish didn't care about the small actions of a few people. The stability of the team is the most important thing.
But on the other side, the situation is completely different.
A group of people sat there in a mess, some buried their heads in tidying up, some took off their clothes to rest, and some communicated with the staff, and so on.
Only Ronaldo threw his shoes to the ground angrily, and his eyes seemed to be full of unsatisfactory tears.
He didn't want to lose, even though he wanted to curse.
In his eyes, the entire first half was relying on the defense.
But Ronaldo is no longer the Ronaldo he used to be. Resisting the anger and sadness he vented, he sat down slowly and covered his face with his hands.
And the guy who is more eager to win than him has just started his midfield mobilization:
"I know you're tired of honor..."
Mu's tactics began.
......
Although Lindy disappeared for a while after the injury, he always affected the normal process of the game.
Seeing Lindy, who was surrounded by team doctors and leaving the field while healed, the fans gave their applause without hesitation.
In their eyes, Lindy's performance is a sacrifice and contribution to the team.
Lindy heard the applause, turned to look at the fans, raised his arms, gritted his teeth and showed his biceps.
Gerald, who was walking behind him, waved again and again, indicating that the applause should be louder.
"That's how it should be. Those players in China are going to lift their heads to the sky."
Seeing the scene where Lindy accepted the applause and left the stage, Lao Ma couldn't help sighing.
"You mean Messi?"
The woman beside him dragged the old horse's arm, put it in her arms and squeezed it hard, with a look of listening to gossip.
Why do these people keep appearing by Lao Ma's side, coming and going, and coming again?
As long as they hear more inside stories, even without the 5 euros that Lao Ma gave him every month, they can profit from selling news through the media or charging photos of themselves on Twitter.
The hustle and bustle is all for profit.
Otherwise, what are you drawing?
Figure old horse smoking marijuana?
Figure old horse square?
Tu Laoma looked down and couldn't see J, no, toes? ?
Lao Ma saw his female companion looking at him with admiration, and his inner hormones and pride exploded again:
"Messi is not the only one. He is just a mentality problem. There is absolutely no problem with his attitude. But what about the others?"
"Including my son-in-law Aguero, Fernandez, Enzo and his ilk, their eyes are in the sky. But when it comes to unity and respect, only my son-in-law Aguero and few people have expressed enough to Messi respect."
"Everyone thinks they're geniuses who don't belong to Messi, and they think so from the day they came out of the ghetto."
"Three years ago, Argentina did not make it to the end. They regarded Messi as a 3-year-old boy, not a captain with an armband." Very disappointed, it affected his state, I talked to him many times, but he never stood up and showed his ability as captain."
"Maybe, I did something wrong in this matter. I put too much pressure on him. He is not Ronaldo or Lindy. He has always been himself."
"If they are still holding on to this state next year, I'm afraid they will fall into the sand again."
The old horse sank his body down slowly, holding his cheek with one hand, looking very melancholy.
And the beautiful woman next to her wrote down these words contentedly, and even rubbed her arm around the old horse up and down, trying to treat it as a reward.
On the other side, Lindy had already returned to the locker room.
His entire arm was placed in the ice bucket, and Lindy felt a trace of biting cold penetrate into the bone marrow, while switching to the system interface to observe the countdown to the injury.
The original 18-day recovery countdown has been changed to 4.5 days after the [Injury Recovery Pill].
With the team doctor's treatment, this time is rapidly shortening.
Lindy saw that the time to recover from the injury has been reduced to 3.8 days.
But he knows that this reduction is only temporary, and it will rebound tomorrow, and the overall time will still be maintained at about 4 days until he goes to the hospital for treatment.
It's just that the effect will not be too obvious.
The injury was fine, and Lindy began to summarize the gains and losses of the first half.
He felt very deeply. After his arm was strained, he could not rely on his long-term physical fitness.
You know, since his debut, he has been relying on his body for food.
Even after obtaining [Absolute Ball Sense], he still does what he does.
To put it bluntly, the physical training foundation laid by this body in the years before he came here has made this instinct of relying on the body to play football engraved into the bone marrow.
It's like the law of bamboo.
It is true to accumulate thickly, but the roots have not changed.
Now, Lindy finally found the wall that stopped him.
Either rely on the body, or rely on technology.
I rarely put it together.
Even if there is an occasional union, it is drowned in the joy of celebration.
"So it is!"
As soon as Lindy figured it out, a huge system sound appeared, as if echoing from the depths of the universe.
"Congratulations to the host for breaking through the [talent shackles]. All skill talents and quality talents are unlocked. The host can improve his abilities through training."
"For specific details, please ask the host to explore by himself."
Lin Di was taken aback, what does it mean to break through the [talent shackles]?
Is it the [defensive positions] that are difficult for me to improve?
Lindy quickly clicked on the system and looked at the attributes of [Defensive Position]: 90.28% (increasing).
There is a decimal point, and there is also a note, which clearly states that it is being improved.
Lindy opened his eyes, only to feel comfortable all over, and a sense of lightness flew from his eyebrows.
Even breathing becomes different.
Dalglish also noticed this: "Lin, how do you feel? Don't insist, everyone here can work hard for the team."
If this tone is outside the locker room, it will definitely cause huge waves.
It seems that Lindy has many privileges, but no one in this locker room feels that there is a problem.
At least on the surface.
"Boss, I feel good, the effect of this ice compress is amazing." Lindy patted his chest with his left hand: "I can hit 10!"
But everyone didn't react to Lindy's stalk, after all, the time was not up.
But when everyone saw Lindy like this, they still smiled knowingly.
Henderson and Maguire are already in the corner discussing where to go at night, and which new club has new tea on the market.
Although Gerald was sitting upright, his beating ears kept recording the key points of their conversation.
So did Coutinho, who tugged at LaGriezmann's sleeve and gave him a wink.
That means to say: "Look, Team Lin is fine, there is a stable group in the second half, how many do you want tonight?"
Dalglish didn't care about the small actions of a few people. The stability of the team is the most important thing.
But on the other side, the situation is completely different.
A group of people sat there in a mess, some buried their heads in tidying up, some took off their clothes to rest, and some communicated with the staff, and so on.
Only Ronaldo threw his shoes to the ground angrily, and his eyes seemed to be full of unsatisfactory tears.
He didn't want to lose, even though he wanted to curse.
In his eyes, the entire first half was relying on the defense.
But Ronaldo is no longer the Ronaldo he used to be. Resisting the anger and sadness he vented, he sat down slowly and covered his face with his hands.
And the guy who is more eager to win than him has just started his midfield mobilization:
"I know you're tired of honor..."
Mu's tactics began.
......
