The entire Camp Nou was stunned.
At halftime, Barcelona trailed Real Madrid 0:2.
Yi Zhe and his Real Madrid teammates walked out of the Nou Camp talking and laughing, while boos and angry curses rang out from the audience.
"Hey! Don't be too arrogant, kid, I guarantee you're finished!"
But Yi Zhe even stretched out his finger towards them and gave them a slight tick.
The Catalan commentator summarized the first half with an almost violent tone: "Making Real Madrid so arrogant at Camp Nou only proves that Luis Enrique's tactics are completely wrong! Everything he said before the game was not fulfilled. What a masterful painter! Did Denis Suarez come on just to make up the numbers?"
Barcelona's collective mentality exploded. What they didn't know was that President Bartomeu had already started making calls in the box. Being beaten so badly by players trained by him in the El Clasico certainly has nothing to do with Mr. Chairman! But the people below have to come up with their own reasons.
In the locker room, Luis Enrique slammed the door and glanced around at the players behind him.
"This is not our game, gentlemen!"
Enrique's tone was very serious, but although the faces of the Barcelona players were ugly, they did not show any fear of him. Maybe that's the difference. If it were Guardiola standing in front of him, this probably wouldn't be the case.
But Enrique's tone was still very exciting, and he seemed to be really irritated: "We are a team, and controlling the rhythm is not Andre's job alone! Gentlemen, you should all think about what you have done! If you I think Yi’s ability is too strong, he can at least do it more ruthlessly!”
Many people's faces became unsightly. Messi, who had never expressed his stance, spoke up: "We should be more proactive, guys, this is Barcelona's football!"
At first glance, there is nothing wrong with it, but many pairs of eyes glanced back and forth between Messi and Enrique. Although everyone had some thoughts on what the head coach just said, after all, Barcelona's football has never been as reckless as England's. But what will the head coach do now?
"Lao is right."
Enrique compromised very smoothly, but this is his current situation. Although he has brought Barcelona the Champions League championship, in terms of prestige in the locker room, it is not an order of magnitude compared to Guardiola.
On the other side, the Real Madrid players were naturally very relaxed. Bell and Benzema even joked with Yi Zhe in the locker room: "Yi, this is your hometown. Are you satisfied with this result?"
Yi Zhe turned and glanced at Benzema: "Karim, this joke is not funny!"
The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward. Cristiano Ronaldo came over and said with a smile: "Yi, it's my turn in the second half. I don't want to lose to Laiao."
If any media enters the locker room and watches Ronaldo putting his arm around Yi Zhe's shoulders for discussion, there will probably be various speculations that the Bernabeu will change its owner soon. Yi Zhe's expression was very relaxed, and he thought for a moment before responding to Ronaldo: "Don't worry, Cristiano, from now on, you are all pretty much the same."
The only person who drove the whole game in the first half was Yizhe, so in the second half Enrique replaced Denis Suarez with Vidal and made adjustments for Yizhe.
At the beginning of the second half, Yi Zhe took the ball in the center circle. Vidal rushed up and aimed at Yi Zhe with a flying tackle. Yizhe flicked the ball horizontally to avoid Vidal's fierce flying tackle, but Busquets came up immediately and knocked Yizhe down directly.
"Hey! Professor Bu... what kind of action is this?!"
He Wei almost jumped up from the commentary box. He saw it right. Busquets used his height advantage to grab Yi Zhe's neck from behind! Almost wanting to lift Yi Zhe's entire body.
"Woo——"
"oh!!!!!"
It was visible to the naked eye that the stands around the Nou Camp instantly burst into flames, but the referee on duty, Mateu Raos, simply blew the whistle for a foul without any intention of taking out a card.
Real Madrid's set kick went into the penalty area. The first point was cleared by Umtiti. Outside the penalty area, Modric prepared to volley for the second kick, but Mascherano stretched his legs to meet him. The ball was cleared, but the spikes It also hooked Modric's belly.
"Javier Mascherano! Who can stop the barbaric behavior of the Barcelona people! They seem to want to turn the stadium into a no-limits fighting arena!"
However, this time the referee was more thorough and directly signaled Modric to get up without committing a foul.
This somewhat made the Real Madrid players feel that they were collaborating to bully others, but Barcelona took advantage of this opportunity to launch a counterattack on the spot. When the camera turned, Messi had already received the ball in the frontcourt. Quickly dribbling the ball past Carvajal and Varane, and passing the ball to Su Ya in the penalty area.
Su Ya competed with Navas in the penalty area, leaped high and hit the ball on Navas's stomach.
But the ball was still blocked.
Ramos cleared the ball directly to the frontcourt, Cross passed through the midfield to fight for the top, the ball came directly to the frontcourt, and Ronaldo took the ball and directly hit the penalty area!
"Cristiano! It's finally his time to perform!"
But Ronaldo took the first step, and Alba pulled hard from behind. Mascherano directly stepped out and stretched his legs to kick directly between Ronaldo's legs. Fortunately, the Portuguese football king made a timely change of direction, otherwise it would not have been the case. It was as simple as being brought down at the edge of the penalty area.
Cristiano Ronaldo was enraged. Even in the corner of the penalty area, he kicked directly towards the goal. The ball carried huge power and spin and hit Barcelona's crossbar directly. Ter Stegen made a save at the same time and fell in panic. In front of the door.
"Cristiano!"
"Cristiano Ronaldo! Crossbar! And more!"
The ball bounced in the air and Yi Zhe caught the opportunity. He rushed into the penalty area and jumped up, heading towards the ball with a header.
Yi Zhe could only see Barcelona's huge empty goal, but soon a leg stretched out.
Umtiti, who turned around to make a clearance in the penalty area, made the move almost subconsciously. When he saw Yi Zhe rushing in front of him, his only thought was that he had to make a clearance and not make two mistakes on the same person!
So he faced Yi Zhe's head, and Yi Zhe's head also faced his extended shoe sole.
The next second the referee's sharp whistle sounded, and Camp Nou was in an uproar.
"It's a penalty kick! Umtiti kicked Yi down!"
"God! Let's see what Umtiti did to Yi?!"
The referee pointed to the twelve yards of the penalty area and directly gave Umtiti a red card, but this was not as good as the focus that Yi Zhe received at this moment. After landing, the whole person was almost lying in the penalty area.
"Ah! Yi Zhe met Umtiti's foot with his head. All his attention was on the game, and the Frenchman showed off his spikes! I really can't bear to watch the replay. For every Chinese fan, this is The scene was too cruel..."
He Wei's heart was raised, and he stared at Yi Zhe, who seemed to be still in the penalty area.
Real Madrid doctor Olmo came in urgently and rushed towards Yi Zhe, who was covering his head with his hands.
"Yi! Can you hear me? Relax, let me see how you are doing!"
No one knew whether Yi Zhe was still conscious at this moment, but at this moment the camera zoomed in, and viewers all over the world saw the bright red blood flowing down his forehead between the fingers of Yi Zhe covering his head.
On the domestic Internet, fans who saw this scene collectively went crazy and immediately launched a mass crusade.
"I'm going to fuck the dog! Can't you afford it?!"
This time, not only Real Madrid fans, but also the vast majority of fans were angry. The voice of crusade surged, and there was almost no room for Barcelona fans.
