Some players' eyes were gleaming. They had guessed what the head coach meant. The head coach was not satisfied with the score of 2-0. They were excited because they hadn't had enough yet.

"What's two to zero?" Li Ang raised his voice and his eyes were bright. The ability of the 'emotional scholar' obtained by the [Medical System] made his speech have an invisible effect of bewitching people. It made people excited and made them excited.

People are excited.

"It's not easy to have the opportunity to massacre the giants in Madrid." Li Ang roared, "Guys, burn up, let your blood burn, burn your adrenaline! Because now you have the possibility of defeating Atletico Madrid with a big score.

!Three to zero? Four to zero? Five to zero? Even more!”

"Atletico Madrid is now like a chick who has no ability to resist, letting you do whatever you want. Does anyone think they are a two-minute shooter?"

Everyone shook their heads together.

Just kidding, they often brag with their teammates for at least half an hour.

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"Antonio." Leon called Di Natale's name, "Have you ever thought about being able to defeat Atletico Madrid with a big score?"

"No." Di Natale shook his head. He was still playing for a Serie A relegation team last season.

"Diego, where are you?" Leon asked Milito.

Milito shook his head.

"Frank, what about you?" Leon asked Ribery.

"I had a dream," Ribery said with a smile.

"Very good, remember, guys, this is not a dream! It's reality, remember, you are very powerful now, you are stronger than anyone imagined, and you are stronger than you think!"

"You're doing great! You can do better!"

"What is the manifestation of strength?!"

"It's a game!"

"It's the score!"

"Being able to beat Atletico Madrid 2-0, they will say, ah, that's not bad."

"Three to zero, they would say, awesome."

"Four to zero, what will they say? Real or fake? Impossible. I didn't expect it. I underestimated them."

"What about five to zero, six to zero, seven to zero?" Li Ang looked at everyone, "What will people say?"

Everyone looked at their head coach, and they also wanted to know the answer.

"People will say that they are worthy of Sporting Gijon. They are really strong!" Li Ang's eyes were shining with light, and he waved his fist, "This is strength! This is the manifestation of strength! When we are strong to this extent, our strength,

It’s deeply rooted in people’s hearts! They take it for granted!”

"Then, go! Guys!" Li Ang suddenly opened the locker room door and pointed outside, "Go and tell everyone how powerful you are!"

The eyes of all the players are like flames, their hearts are like volcanoes erupting, their blood is boiling, and their breathing is rapid!

With a whoop, everyone stood up and filed out!

The coach is right, they want to tell everyone:

We are strong!

We deserved to win!

We are strong!

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In the corridor, there was a muffled sound from the players walking past, their spikes hitting the floor, like a battle drum, beating in people's hearts!

Li Ang looked at the empty dressing room, listening to the distant sound of drum beats in his ears, and his heart was full of pride.

Banderas and Scotre both looked at him as if they had seen a ghost.

Finally, Scott Rui breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "I almost couldn't help but want to play because of what you said."

Banderas stared at Li Ang, and then said, "Atletico people are so pitiful."

In the stands of El Molinon Stadium, the banners brought by Atletico Madrid fans were swaying feebly... After trailing Gijon 0-2 in the first half, the fans were in a depressed mood, and no one paid attention to the banners anymore. However, it was still

It was not put away.

"Thank you, Lee!"
Chapter completed!