Vol 5 Chapter 280: Continue the hot state

"Lvyin Silly Waist(
On this day, many fans gathered in front of the Barcelona club.
After the Champions League and two consecutive losses in the league, this has dealt a big blow to Barcelona.
Many people are beginning to doubt whether the Champions League can advance and the league can win.
At least from the current situation, let's not mention the league for the time being. In the second round of the Champions League, they have to score six goals at home, which is undoubtedly an arduous task.
There is a worry on every Barcelona fan's face, and based on this worry, they gather again.
Today is a special day.
After missing four games, Yi Le finally recovered from injury and began training with the team.
And also for this reason, Barcelona fans came here.
In a pair of expectant eyes, the cars carrying the team members drove into the parking lot, but for these, the fans turned a blind eye to them. It was not until an Audi R8 came slowly that they burst into surprise. color.
This is Yi Le's car, which means it has finally returned.
There was a small disturbance at the scene, but it soon subsided.
Yi Le did not get out of the car to greet the fans, but drove directly into the parking lot with the help of the security.
The noise of the outside world gradually calmed down. Yi Le found a parking space and parked the car. Then he took his backpack and walked into the elevator and walked towards the dressing room.
It was quiet along the way.
Even the staff who came and went looked a little lost. They welcomed Yi Le's return, but did not have much reaction.
When passing by the equipment room, Yi Le paused for a while.
Before, it was supposed to be a hot scene, but now it's empty.
Watching silently for a long time, Yi Le walked directly to the dressing room.
Opening the door, Yi Le found a lot of people in the locker room.
Rakitic, Pique, De Jong and Fati.
Rakitic was sitting on the stool, his eyes were hollow and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Pique bowed his head in silence and sorted the locker.
De Jong is changing clothes.
The locker room is quiet and depressing at the same time.
Fati, 17, sat in the corner honestly, a little fidgeting.
Until he saw Yi Le coming in, his eyes lit up and he shouted happily, "Yi!"
Yi Le smiled and nodded, while turning his gaze to other people.
Fati's voice finally broke the silence, and the three of them also looked up at Yi Le, smiling and congratulating Yi Le on his return from injury.
But there is always a bitter taste in that smile.
After a brief chat, Yi Le changed his clothes and prepared to walk out of the locker room.
Fati on the side followed Yi Le's buttocks and followed each other step by step.
Walking out the door, Yi Le stretched towards the training ground, Fati looked at Yi Le's appearance, hesitated to speak.
At this moment, Yi Le said suddenly; "Is there anything you want to say?"
Fati stunned, then pursed his lips: "Yi, our situation is very bad, the atmosphere is very bad."
Yi Le nodded and said, "I can see it."
Fati blinked and said, "In the next game, we will have to score six goals to advance..."
After a pause, Fatihi winged; "We will win, right?"
Hearing this, Yi Le remained silent for a while, and said, "Who knows."
Fati was completely stunned. He wanted to get a little comfort from Yi Le, but Yi Le obviously had no plans to do so.
Fati, who was hit, could only hold his mouth and continue training with Yi Le.
After 10 minutes, in the training ground, the players began to gather.
But compared to the excitement before, it seems a bit quiet now.
The team members practiced their own ways and hardly communicated.
At the isolation fence, reporters also began to enter.
They were very keen on the first day of training for Yi Le to come back.
However, when they saw the atmosphere of Barcelona training, they couldn't help but frowned.
"It seems that the previous two games have dealt a big blow to them." Barcelona local media reporter said melancholy.
No matter which team it was, it was really hard to accept that it was kicked 8-2 in such a crucial game.
With a gap of six goals, even if Barcelona play at home in the next round, it will be difficult for them to recover their disadvantages unless they perform miracles.
Speaking of miracles, many reporters couldn't help but look at the black-haired youth who was constantly stretching in the training ground.
Will the Camp Nou miracle really happen again?
"Next will be a training game, the main force will be against the bench."
After Valverde finished speaking, he shouted at Yi Le who was about to put on the main vest: "Yi, you are on the bench."
As soon as the voice fell, everyone was astonished.
Even Yi Le was shocked, but didn't think too much, put down the blue vest and put on the yellow vest again.
The main team is a bit inexplicable, why not let Yi Le enter the main team.
Shouldn't it be running in as soon as possible and striving to play as soon as possible?
Everyone couldn't touch Valverde's thoughts, but they could only obey the arrangement.
When the two sides came to their respective halves, many looking forward to Yi Le's figure.
They need to pay attention to the extent to which Yi Le’s injury has recovered and how he is.
The substitute team took the lead in the kick-off, and Fati passed it directly to Yi Le after kick-off.
Yi Le held the ball to observe and saw his brows frowned slightly.
The opposite position is too loose, there are many loopholes, and overall it gives people a loose feeling.
Yi Le remembers that Barcelona hadn't reached this level before he left.
It seems that these two games really hit them hard.
But Yi Le didn't show any mercy, let them slowly get back to their state.
...
"Why let Yi join the bench?"
On the sidelines ~EbookFREE.me~ the assistant coach asked puzzledly.
Valverde looked at the stadium and said; "These two losses have dealt a great blow to us. We can all feel the morale of the players is low, which is a very bad thing for us."
"That should let Yi be on the main team and let them slowly regain their confidence."
"No! I don't plan to do this. Our time is too tight. Normal methods can't regain morale. At this time, we need to use special methods."
"What special means?"
In the arena, after a few minutes of passing control.
Suddenly, the bench made a pass back and the ball came to the ribs.
But here, Yi Le suddenly jumped forward, and he yanked his right foot outside the restricted area.
The ball rushed towards the opponent's goal like a comet. Ter Stegen could not even react. He could only turn his head to look at the ball in the net in amazement, and slowly grow his mouth.
Everyone looked over.
The sun shining from the sky on Yi Le's body was extremely dazzling.
The sun was so hot, it seemed to burn them.
Even after leaving for a while, Yi Le still maintained a surprising competitive state after returning.
This goal is a proof!
"No...no! This guy is really hurt? Is this the state of recuperating for several weeks?" Suarez murmured.
The others also looked at Yi Le, and were suddenly awakened from the state of being muddled.
Only Fati looked at Yi Le, shrinking his neck slightly, and said; "Yi, it seems to be very angry."
"Huh?" Umtiti asked puzzledly: "He is smiling clearly!"
Fati shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's just a feeling."