Iron Man on the pitch

After the meeting ended, the players went back to their homes.

Since the team has changed, the players will naturally discuss it in private.

However, from the players' movement trajectory after driving away from Valdebebas, the current Real Madrid locker room has become two groups.

In the restaurant booked by Ronaldo.

"Hey, Li Ling, where do you think Mourinho bought the new aid?" Marcelo, who couldn't help but speaks first. The person he asked was not Ronaldo, the backbone of their group of people. And Kaka, instead, he believed that the intellectual responsibility Li Ling was.

"Which position?" Li Ling took a sip of the juice in his hand, "Apart from the left back, there is a possibility in any position, right?"

"Why do you say that?" Marcelo was intrigued, "Did I say my starting position have stabilized? Is it because of my wonderful performance when playing for Barcelona that touched the cold Mourinho?"

"Haha!" Everyone was amused by Marcelo's playfulness, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

"Although we are talking about the team's transfer, your left-back starter is really not stable at all." Li Ling put down his cup and shrugged, "It seems that the coach is preparing to let Coent this time Lang returns to the left back."

"That's good," Coentrano nodded with satisfaction, "Although I can play in the midfield, the left back is the position I'm best at."

"Hey, wait," Marcelo suddenly discovered something wrong, "Where am I going?"

"You guys compete, haha!"

"Ahhh! I forgot this!" Marcelo hugged his head with both hands and looked sad and angry, and then pressed Coentran's shoulder, "It's over! I can't partner with you in the future."

"But don't worry, you just started to implement new tactics, and you two are likely not adaptable enough, and the rotation is just right." Li Ling comforted Marcelo.

"It doesn't matter to me. If I can make up for my defensive loopholes through this tactic, I'm too happy." Marcelo seemed to have changed his face, and his face was filled with smiles, "But..."

Marcelo looked at Kaka: "Won't Mourinho say that to you, right?"

Kaka frowned: "Although the words are a bit ugly, the coach is generally right. Moreover, I was troubled by injuries and it was difficult to get back to my previous state, and some technical movements were not as good as they were. However, Judging from the coach’s meaning, this set of tight-kick tactics for the whole game has the highest physical requirements, which is exactly what I can do.”

"It's boring to play football like this!" Ronaldo raised his hand. Although he would execute the defensive tasks arranged by the coach meticulously, Ronaldo didn't like this tactic very much.

Pepe spoke out to ease the atmosphere: "This is also impossible. It's okay to deal with ordinary teams. When dealing with Barcelona, ​​the defense line is easy to be unable to defend against it. Unless the offense can explode each other, who can make this guarantee."

"Yes, whether it is a team manager, a coach, or a fan, they all hope to win steadily, and then they will pursue the wonderful, smooth and so on." Moutinho sighed.

"Hey, hey, you've gone astray!" Marcelo waved his hands, trying to bring everyone's topic back on track.

"Actually, what we should be worried about is not us," Li Ling shook his head. "The two fellow villagers of Higuain, Gago and Galai, are in danger."

"Is that true?" Higuain nodded slightly, not caring about it. His relationship with these two fellow villagers was quite average.

Seeing Higuain's reaction, Li Ling carefully looked at the people in the private room.

Originally, Real Madrid had a complex internal faction, and the Spanish gang, composed of local Spanish players, was the largest force.

But with the departure of the captains Raul and Guti, the popularity of the Spanish local gang suddenly fell a lot, especially the new captain Casillas is a good old man, and Ramos has not yet grown up.

The remaining players are collectively called the International Gang. In fact, the International Gang can also be subdivided into Brazil, French Gang, Portuguese Gang, Dutch Gang, etc.

However, now Real Madrid has won the World Cup with Li Ling, Cointran and Moutinho, and the number of Portuguese in Real Madrid has suddenly increased, especially the two most dazzling on the team's offensive line. The players are all Portuguese nationality.

Although Li Ling is not a native Portuguese, Li Ling has a good relationship with Ronaldo, especially after helping Portugal win the World Cup championship, no one would believe it even if Li Ling didn't want to stand on the Portuguese side.

There are three players left in Argentina, and there are two marginal players in addition to Higuain. It is difficult to stay in the team, so naturally there is no time to participate in the discussions inside the locker room. Higuain has a good relationship with himself.

There are only 2 Brazilians left, Kaka and Marcelo, both of themBoth his relationship is very good as Ronaldo.

The French left with Las Diarra's embarrassment, and the rest of Benzema is also Ronaldo's good brother.

For the remaining two international players, Fellaini was sitting quietly in the corner at this moment, while the other Thornton was a little unsociable. He didn't get involved no matter which side, perhaps this was also a kind of wisdom.

This almost turned the entire international gang into a Portuguese gang.

"If it weren't for Real Madrid's rules on choosing a captain, I could have raised my arms and snatched Casillas' captain's armband." Li Ling couldn't help but cover his mouth and laughed.

"Hey, don't look gloating." Moutinho poked Li Ling's waist with dissatisfaction.

"What's wrong with me?" Li Ling was surprised.

"I just discussed that the right back should not add new players, the central defender will add players, and then when I get to the midfield, my position is very embarrassing!" Moutinho was very angry and after half a season of hard work, He felt that he was about to get better, but if he couldn't play at this time...

"It's okay, there are usually no big names joining during the winter break." Li Ling hurriedly comforted him, "It's just normal competition. If it really doesn't work, I'll accompany you to practice more next."

"Yes, you can do it!" Ronaldo also cheered Moutinho, "You don't want others to mention Moutinho in the future, he is Li Ling's young follower, right? You were him when you were in Sporting Lisbon. Captain.”

"Uh..." Moutinho was stunned, "What you said makes sense."

"Hahaha! Don't be so nervous, let's work together."

"Actually," Li Ling tried to explain to his teammates and friends, "This tactic is to get the ball from the opponent's feet as much as possible, so that we can get more offensive opportunities, and at the same time, it is interrupted in the opponent's backcourt. The ball, the attack threatens even greater."

Seeing that what Li Ling said made sense, everyone else came over.

"While the ball intercepted in the frontcourt, although the opponent cannot organize the defense, our offense is also easy to be confused. But the personal qualities of us frontcourt players are definitely the top, and we will definitely organize the offense better than our opponents. We have a good chance to score."

"But, we can't fight for the whole season like this." Ronaldo frowned. Although Li Ling was right, he was still a little uncomfortable.

Li Ling teased and asked back, "Cristiano, you have clearly told me this truth, why did you forget it yourself?"

Ronaldo looked confused: "Have I said it?"

"It's the method of driving the ball and breaking through the ball that you told me. You told me to be as concise and efficient as possible, but you also told me to continue practicing those fun work."

"What you said at the time was that although some techniques were not practical, they could not be used and they could not be practiced, because they could not be used any time. In this context, it was the same."

"That's right." Ronaldo held his forehead, thinking.