A brace!
In less than thirty minutes!
Lionel Messi had once again put his team ahead at his beloved Camp Nou!
After scoring, Messi shook his fists excitedly and sprinted to the corner flag area!
Accompanied by the hysterical chants of the stadium DJ, Bar?a fans began screaming Messi's name in frenzy.
For Bar?a fans, this was pure joy.
They had the world's best midfielder, the world's best forward!
That undersized genius before them had led their team to glory time and time again.
And their king was only 23 - they'd get to watch him dominate for at least another decade before retirement!
On the sidelines, Guardiola watched his protégé's perfect performance. A smile crept across his face as he applauded.
This was his Bar?a.
The Bar?a that controlled matches from the first whistle.
That conceded goal?
Just a fluke.
How could some outdated tactic possibly trouble his Bar?a?
Bar?a's celebration was brief.
For both players and fans,
the real revelry was just beginning.
This was a rhythm they knew all too well -
when it started, the slaughter usually followed.
Fans were already chanting "3-1!"
Back on the pitch,
Schalke's attacks after the restart remained ineffective.
Su, previously so active, now found himself shackled.
"Guardiola seems to have countered Magath's free role tactic!"
"Busquets has stepped up!"
"He's pushing his defensive line near the center circle!"
"Whenever Su receives the ball past midfield, Busquets immediately closes him down!"
"Xavi and Busquets - a double team!"
"I must say, we Chinese fans should feel proud of the special treatment Su's receiving!"
"Sandwiched between the world's best midfielder and the world's best defensive midfielder!"
"This might be football's most expensive double team!"
"Su fights back against the pressure!"
"Xavi, stay in the middle!"
"Busquets follows anyway!"
Facing Busquets, Su finally understood how formidable the Spaniard could be!
Those long legs combined with nimble turns and rock-solid defensive fundamentals made Busquets nearly unbeatable!
Even with Su's overall rating now at 85,
he still lacked confidence in getting past Busquets, whose combined attributes reached as high as 92 at this stage!
In terms of both experience and attributes, Su simply couldn't compete!
And this was just on the wing!
If he tried cutting inside, Xavi would immediately intercept!
Su struggled just to maintain possession.
After several failed attempts, Su abandoned the flank attack.
He recycled the ball back to the defenders,
then directed his teammates to reset their formation.
However, Baby Baumann remained in the attacking midfield position!
From this moment onward,
Su began his unorthodox movement.
Positional awareness no longer concerned him.
After passing to Peer Kluge, Su immediately dropped deep.
Busquets, seeing Su retreat, also withdrew.
Their duel gave Busquets genuine insight into Su's ability:
in one-on-one situations, this kid surpassed even Kaká or Cristiano Ronaldo.
The gap was undeniable!
32nd minute!
Schalke launched their structured attack.
Peer Kluge returned the ball to the dropping Su.
Without dwelling on possession,
Su immediately switched play to Baumann upon seeing Xavi's approach.
But this time,
Su initiated a movement that caught everyone off-guard.
Xavi still tracked him,
yet Su began sprinting - without the ball!
This bizarre tactic confused Xavi:
Is this kid insane?
Why make a run without possession?
After a few steps, Xavi ignored Su.
After all, a player without the ball posed little threat.
Instead, Xavi turned his attention to Baby Baumann, now in possession -
that clumsy oaf was far more vulnerable than Su!
However, just moments before Xavi gave up on Su, the Chinese youngster turned toward Baumann.
It was as if they shared telepathic understanding.
The fuming giant, who had been clumsily holding the ball, suddenly played a pass -
and shockingly, it went to the right flank.
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The right wing?
Xavi snapped his head around,
only to painfully discover that Su - who had been moving centrally - had abruptly veered right!
Since Su wasn't in possession, Busquets again ignored him this time.
Su collected the pass effortlessly.
With the ball at his feet, Su elegantly controlled it and pivoted!
And at this critical moment!
Inside Bar?a's penalty area!
Vardy made his move.
He shrugged off Puyol's challenge and charged toward goal.
"Watch the long pass!!!"
Guardiola, usually composed, felt genuine nerves this time. That Chinese player's passing ability was truly extraordinary - given half a chance, his deliveries could dismantle any defense.
Simultaneously!
Busquets launched into a desperate sprint toward Su.
Humiliated by being deceived, the Spaniard was visibly furious now.
Facing Su's raised right foot (poised for another trademark long ball), Busquets committed to a full-blooded tackle.
Of course!
This time Busquets aimed purely for the ball.
No pointless yellow cards for him.
But!
The same Chinese player who had cocked his leg for a pass suddenly...
withdrew his kicking motion!
He wasn't passing?
Not only did he abort the pass, but he then stepped forward aggressively - was he attempting to dribble past his marker?
Is this kid insane?
Busquets could only watch helplessly as his studs made contact with the Chinese player's planted leg.
Hmm?
Something felt wrong...
He'd definitely connected with the tackle,
but the impact seemed... unnatural?
Damn!
This kid was an actor too! He'd deliberately positioned his leg to invite contact!
Horror froze Busquets as he witnessed:
The previously healthy Chinese player now lay writhing on the turf in apparent agony.
He rolled on the ground, clutching the right leg that had just been tackled!
That expression!!!
He looked absolutely miserable!!!
"Beep!"
A sharp whistle pierced the air.
The referee sprinted toward Busquets.
But the Schalke players were faster.
They furiously surrounded Busquets!
Eyes bloodshot!
They looked ready to devour him alive!
Su continued writhing on the turf.
Busquets stood frozen in shock.
The master of theatrics had finally been outplayed.
That performance - especially the dramatic rolling - was so convincing
that even Busquets couldn't tell if the Chinese player was truly hurt.
But regardless, he couldn't admit anything!
Busquets raised his hands defensively as Schalke's enraged players closed in.
He waited for someone to strike first -
that would be his cue to collapse and out-roll even Su's performance!
Unfortunately for him,
while Schalke's players looked murderous, none threw a punch.
Bar?a's teammates then arrived,
forming a protective circle around Busquets.
Seeing no opportunity for his own performance,
Busquets sighed in resignation.
At least his tackle had been clean -
a straightforward challenge worthy of just a yellow card.
Defending would be tougher now,
but without Su, what threat did Schalke really possess?
As tensions cooled,
the referee indeed showed Busquets a yellow.
Perfect outcome for Bar?a.
But Schalke erupted in protest!
First Baumann's unjust yellow,
now this vicious tackle on Su only merited the same?
On the sidelines,
Magath stormed toward the officials.
His prized player was hurt!
That pain seemed genuine - possibly serious.
At this moment,
the Champions League didn't matter.
All Magath cared about was Su's Bundesliga fitness.
Damn Bar?a!!!!
Just as Schalke - from players to manager - neared total meltdown...
Su, who had been rolling in agony,
suddenly sat upright on the pitch.
"Ding Dong!"
"Congratulations to HOST for triggering a random achievement!"
"La Masia Superfilm!"
"Gained equipment: the La Masia film and television mask!"
"PS: 1. The pitch is like a battlefield! Sometimes necessary acting skills will get you unexpected benefits!"
"2. This is a mask accompanied by peach blossom luck! Equipped with it off the court, you may get a different mystical experience!"
"Ding Dong!"
"Congratulations to HOST for collecting the Men's Extreme Little Set: good luck iron underpants + La Masia film and TV masks!"
"Gain set bonus: 50% increase in time!"
Su, who had been planning to give Busquets a lesson, sat up at the sudden sound of the System's accomplishment.
And at this point!
Full stadium!
No!
It should be the eyes of the world on him.
It was obviously so painful just now.
But why is this guy suddenly better?
Su took one look at the expression of the crowd and immediately understood - wocao, finished, he just dodged because he wanted to get revenge for Baby Baumann, but why did he suddenly sit up?
This persona is going to fall apart.
Without further hesitation, Su immediately equipped the La Masia film and television mask!
And at that moment, Su immediately shadowed the emperor!
Nearly everyone was looking slightly puzzled.
Su's face first showed some pain!
Then gritting his teeth - it was obvious he was holding back. Soon Su accompanied this with a tiny bit of struggle!
He actually stood up shakily.
It seems like he's hurt pretty badly.
No!
That look and the slight tremble in his right foot!
Definitely not faking it - Su does hurt!!!!
In full view of the fans!
Su just shuddered and walked towards the referee.
"Sir! That wasn't a foul just now! Mr. Busquets was aiming at the ball - it was my own movement that was off!"
Su uttered this to the referee!
In that moment!
The world went quiet!
Even Busquets, the culprit, looked incredulous.
This....
What a pure man this was, he...!
This....
At this moment, Su suddenly looked like he had a white circle of light appearing behind him.
Upon hearing Su's words, Messi, who had been guarding Busquets, was stunned.
It's not just Busquets!
Even Messi was touched by Su's sincerity, this pure love for football!
The scene calmed down!
Su's words were quickly spread throughout the stadium!
In that moment!
Camp Nou was also instantly touched by the pure Chinese man in front of them!
Football!
Above all else in this moment!
"Snap!"
Camp Nou erupted in applause!
Proud, unbeatable Bar?a fans!
Gave their own applause to this pure Chinese man!
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