Chapter 183: Honest Advice Harms the Ears, But Helps in Action
Leandri has a vivid memory of the Genk midfielder who had scored a goal in his own goal in a warm-up match.
There are three reasons.
First, he looks like the protagonist of the cartoon “The Adventures of Tintin” which his sister insisted on watching with him when he was a child.
Second, I’m a big fan of De Bruyne!
Third, Leandri blindly guessed that the Belgian would break up with his childhood friend in the future.
"David, the goalkeeper of Genk whom we met last time said he was going to transfer, where did he go?" Leandri poked his partner.
"Oh, are you talking about the goalkeeper who looks tall and skinny and seems easy to bully? He went to Chelsea and the car bought him." David still remembered very clearly where this handsome guy went.
"I didn't see him last time I went to Chelsea to play in the Champions League."
"Che has loaned him to your old friend Atletico Madrid again."
Leandri quickly regained his cold face, he only loves one team, Madrid!
Do you change jerseys after the game?
De Bruyne was queuing up, when suddenly a voice came from his ear. It was the goalkeeper of Leverkusen.
De Bruyne knows him. Leandri's performance last season was too exaggerated, especially his dominant performance in the Champions League, which many people still remember.
His position on the field is the same as Thibaut's, tall, with long arms and legs, and looks a bit shabby, but De Bruyne only had one look at him and he felt that the Spaniard looked more obedient and sweeter.
But in fact, De Bruyne doesn't like sweet food.
Nodding and politely accepting Leandri's idea of changing jerseys, Ding Ding prepared to enter the field with a pink face.
"Are you okay today? Are you feeling good?" Schurrle's voice also sounded beside Leandri.
"That's a lot, Andre!"
"Have you forgotten how he tackled us so badly on the training ground two days ago that we didn't even recognize our mothers?" Kiessling beeped loudly, dreaming of the day before yesterday when Leandri was dragging the tire Kuku, and then made the forward group face reality in front of the goal, and appeared next to Ancelotti during the break and snatched the lollipop from his mouth with a snap. The angry head coach chased Leandri along the lawn, and was finally praised by the young goalkeeper, saying that the head coach is now self-disciplined and only eats half of the candy and runs to burn it off.
Kiesling still remembers that day, no one dared to look into Ancelotti's eyes, one big and one small, and even Ballack ran away as soon as the training was finished.
Leandri vaguely saw that the pocket of Ancelotti's shirt was a little bulging as he passed by him. He looked at Davide and then looked away, squatted down and asked his caddy girl if she wanted some candy.
The little girl blinked her big watery eyes and looked at the handsome brother in front of her, "Will Brother Lian show it to me?"
Patting the little girl on the head, Leandro Bolt took two steps forward and hugged his good coach, "Carlo, I have a feeling that you will use your troops like a god today, and we will win this game."
Ancelotti was so happy that he didn't notice what was missing from his pocket. He was happily going over the tactics with his resentful son one last time and he didn't even notice that Leandri turned around and made a gesture to silence the photographer who had been aiming his camera at this place.
The bearded old man tried hard to hold back his laughter and sewed the zipper on his mouth.
"Little princess, please keep your candy."
"Brother, are you a prince who can do magic?"
Leandri was an honest man and he never did anything to pick peaches.
After hearing this, the little girl ran to grab Ancelotti who was not far away, and said, "Thank you for the candy, kind grandpa, baji!"
Ancelotti was a little confused when he was suddenly kissed by a strange girl. When he finally reacted and touched his empty pockets and was about to go back and grab Leandri's ears and scold him, the referee was already in place, ready to lead the two teams onto the grass.
"I'll teach him a lesson later!"
David rolled his eyes and said, "Come on, my stupid dad. You still have the heart to teach him a lesson after 90 minutes?" He would be your favorite player at that time.
It has to be said that at this time, many of Genk's players had visible talents, and they frequently posed a threat to Leverkusen's half, but that was all.
At that time, the Belgian men's football team was not very strong. Just recently, the Belgian national team ranked 40th in the FIFA's public national team world rankings. This is still a significant improvement, because in June 2007, Belgium's FIFA ranking fell to 71st. If we have to find a reference, the Chinese men's football team was ranked 76th at that time.
Although the ranking cannot tell everything, what is certain is that Belgian football at that time was actually quite desperate.
However, Leandri did not dare to be careless, because when everyone was bragging and joking in the locker room, his brother Tong suddenly came out and said that the Belgian men's football team would be ranked first in the world in the future.
Intimidated by the title of first place, Leandri was cautious for 90 minutes.
However, the strength gap between the two sides is still there. Leverkusen's young and promising players did not make Leandri suffer much today. As long as Genk's ball flew to Leverkusen's half, it would most likely be quickly resolved by the unreliable defense line.
Genk had 5 effective shots throughout the game, 3 of which were on target.
Of course, one of them was very thrilling.
Seeing that the strikers were of no use at all, De Bruyne, the master of the team, decided to go it alone this time.
In the 79th minute, De Bruyne took the ball and ignored Rolfes's obstruction, and fought his way through the midfield. Facing Reinartz, he kicked the ball directly!
The ball rushed towards Leverkusen's goal quickly and with a strong spin, as if painting a rainbow on the BayArena.
Bang!
At the end of the brush's stroke, a nasty big hand reaches out and prevents the brush from completing the painting.
Leandri jumped high and poked the ball under his fingertips, and the ball changed direction again and flew out from above the goal.
Leandri saw De Bruyne kick the grass in angrily, splashing a lot of mud and his face became even redder.
This was the desire to win, because at this time Leverkusen was already leading 2-0 thanks to the forward runs of Bendtner and Ballack.
As the ball passed by, the people on the field felt it most clearly. Genk didn't have much fighting spirit left, except for De Bruyne.
But it's useless. Football is not a one-person game. It requires cooperation, involvement, bait, and ambush in order to hunt down a prey. Football is the modern sport that is most similar to hunting.
De Bruyne was still running and kicking the ball, but without the cooperation of his teammates, he couldn't make much of a splash.
The game ended and the referee blew the whistle. Leandri still remembered what he said before the game, that he was going to find De Bruyne to exchange jerseys.
At this time, Ding Ding still had an angry look on his face, the tip of his shoes kept digging into the grass, he put his hands on his waist and panted, looking at his teammates who didn't take it seriously.
"We agreed to change jerseys." Leandri walked to De Bruyne and took off his goalkeeper uniform.
"Hey, can I exchange jerseys with you?" Before De Bruyne could speak, his teammate spoke first, and even took off his jersey and wanted to exchange with Leandri instead of De Bruyne.
Ding Ding's face looked even worse. This guy had just been loaned from another team this season, and his football skills were average and there were many problems.
"No, I just want to trade with him. He is the most competitive player in today's game." Leandri didn't let the opponent get his clothes. Instead, he walked past him and asked De Bruyne again.
"He has a bad character and not many people like him."
Before De Bruyne was about to hit anyone, Leandri stood up and said, "He probably ran the most in today's game and created the most chances. Even when we were two goals behind, he was still looking for our gaps."
"He found it, but you didn't cooperate with him well."
"You said he has a bad character, but I think he is a good player, at least better than you."
Perhaps because he was humiliated by an outsider, the Genk player was furious. "You don't know how strange his personality is. He doesn't like to talk, and his foster family doesn't want him."
Leandri really looked down on these people, and he couldn't stand the fact that they always hurt people's feelings.
"But I think he will be one of the best midfielders in the future. He can buy the biggest and best house anywhere in the world, and you might even have to spend money to buy tickets to watch his games."
Having been caught in the rain himself, Leandri had no idea what was going on with the other side, but he just couldn't bear to see their scars exposed in public.
But De Bruyne is not a pushover, and Genk's other teammates are also very nice people. They immediately started pointing fingers and counterattacking.
"Although I can beat him myself, thank you anyway." De Bruyne expressed his sincere gratitude, and at the same time had the illusion that goalkeepers all over the world are easy to get along with.
"Honestly, I think there's nothing wrong with being introverted, and you'll definitely become a good midfielder in the future. Maybe we'll see each other often on the court in the future."
The two young people talked for a while from the bottom of their hearts, and Brother Tong secretly complained in his heart, "Damn it, in the future, the Imperial City will have every year's PK thanks to you two today!"
"Andre, there's nothing wrong with being introverted!" At this time, another socially anxious person, Schürrle, appeared next to Leandri, and the Russian quickly spoke to him.
“But I really don’t like to express my feelings to others.”
“It means you are focused on self-improvement and won’t be easily influenced by the outside world.”
"But sometimes I feel like I get lost very easily, and I know I shouldn't be like this."
"Nonono, Andre, this shows that you are delicate and have some very strong empathy."
In a sense, Schurrle's evaluation of himself is quite true, but Leandri does not allow Schurrle, who is actually a very good player, to fall into internal friction.
"Repeat Andre after me, waste less time on yourself, blame others more, and my life will be perfect!"
Ballack, who was in a good mood after scoring a goal today, also came over to joke, "Some people say I have a bad temper, how can I explain that?"
Leandri didn't even blink, "This shows that you are a natural doer, always taking responsibility to do your best."
"My mother used to scold me for being short-lived." Reinartz also spoke up.
"That's good. You are an innovative person who can maintain freshness and curiosity about everything." Leandri returned to the locker room and answered while taking out toiletries from the cabinet.
“I procrastinate.”
"Perfect ability to withstand pressure. He remained calm even when the sky was falling. In the end, he completed the task with terrifying efficiency. You are awesome, my brother."
“I feel like I lack a strong opinion.”
"No, my brother, you are just used to thinking about the pros and cons in all aspects."
"What if someone says I'm fat and doesn't let me eat?"
Leandri glanced at the head coach who had come in at some point, and said earnestly, "Coach, honest advice may be unpleasant to the ear, but it is beneficial to one's conduct. We must learn to accept different and true voices."
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