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Lin Long listened to Mimihuhu. After all, although the slowest digital camera can capture a single hair of Wang Ai, the speed difference, especially the speed difference caused by the slight change in body posture, is still too difficult to notice. .

Even if the little beauty gave pointers, he still half-believed, not because he didn't believe the little beauty, but because he didn't believe that he understood.

"Okay, you don't want to brag about it with him." Across Huang Xin, the big white fish intervened and the little white fish couldn't help sharing: "If we weren't all his bedside people, if he didn't spoil the spoiler in advance, would you think?"

"Why didn't I think of it? How many years has he been fighting with Messi? We are all die-hard Messi fans, right? Of course we know his talent very well!" Xiao Baiyu was still excited at this time In the middle of the story, he even ignored the words "all of them are by his pillow" that the big white fish blurted out.

Lin Long heard it clearly...

The little yellow horse sitting between the two of them was sober, and quickly stopped the quarrel between the two, but in a hurry, he also said the wrong thing: "Okay, okay, go home and you two will go to bed and have a showdown."

Lin Long wanted to run away...

Only then did the big and small white fish realize that they had said something they shouldn't have said, and the little white fish blushed in embarrassment. It is too unbearable to be exposed as a co-worker in front of old classmates, but Big White Fish is always frank: "We are practicing wrestling, do you believe it?"

Lin Long nodded solemnly: "Yes, I know that you train every day, and your physical fitness and athletic level are already close to those of professional athletes."

For the first time, the big white fish gave him an appreciative look: You are quite a witty kid.

On the field, Wang Ai's goal ignited the flames of the Bernabéu. The first climax of the national derby brought about an increase in the intensity of the game. Once it is too intense, there will be fewer wonderful shots and more ugly hand-to-hand combat. , Even Wang Ai was not spared.

The fight full of male fighting atmosphere lasted for more than ten minutes before gradually subsiding, and at this time, the second climax of the competition came. Almost in the same position as Wang Ai just now, but moved to the right. Messi used his iconic small steps and small adjustments to cut in front of the four Real Madrid players. He finished the shot almost without hand-to-hand combat and tied score!

The cheers of Barcelona fans echoed in the magnificent Bernabeu.

"Did you see it?" Little White Fish pointed at the court and looked at Lin Long: "Did you see it? They are exactly the same?"

Only then did Lin Long realize something: "How could the doctor use Messi's method? This..."

Lin Long shook his head, still in disbelief: "If you didn't say it, I wouldn't have imagined it. When you said it, it was exactly the same. I mean the dynamics, the details, and the process. No wonder the Barcelona players were at a loss. No matter who suddenly appeared in front of the second Even Messi was unexpected, and he had to react for a while before he could accept it."

"Hmph." The little white fish had forgotten the embarrassment just now, raised his chin and said proudly: "You don't even look at who it is... who it is!"

At this time, Lin Long was still in shock, and didn't realize the deep meaning of these words: "Doctor... really amazing! Really, really irreplaceable, unrepeatable, once-in-a-century treasure. I don't think so when I eat and train every day at home, but Here, in this position, really, superstar, I mean superstar feeling is really full."

"Hey, you two." Huang Xin interrupted them: "As friends of the doctor, is it really okay for you to be so excited after your opponent scores a goal?"

"Ah?" Little White Fish didn't fully react.

The big white fish said leisurely from the side: "We are the focus in the stands, you just wait to go home and deal with you, traitor!"

Little White Fish let out an "oh" and quickly put away his smile, but couldn't help but simply took out his phone and lowered his head to play.

"No matter what the result is today, we've made money." Big White Fish whispered to Huang Xin instead.

Huang Xin nodded: "Yes, in the past, the doctor could only say that he imitated Messi. The actual combat effect is because Messi's method is too powerful. Today is different, not in appearance but in spirit. If it’s not good, it will make a big fuss.”

"Not necessarily." Great White Fish shook his head calmly: "The general level of football commentators is just like that, not much higher than fans. What we can see, they may not be able to see. But what you said is really right, indeed. The shape is similar, if you look at it from the back, you don't look at the height and muscles, but you look at the dynamics of the core, it's really the same."

"Do you think this is the result of the doctor's new technology stagnant for two years?" Huang Xin asked: "He has never had such a long stagnation period in technology before. If the average player is around 30 years old because of the decline in physical fitness, then he is unable to improve. Well he obviously isn't."

"That's right, I didn't feel that his physical fitness has declined. He can still beat us five by one." The big white fish said happily.

Huang Xin spat: "Seriously, don't you think so?"

The white fish watched for a while the two sides who resumed their hand-to-hand combat on the court, and saw that Messi was brought down so hard that the two sides almost clashed, and then said slowly: "I was serious, you don't think the past two years Is his body more flexible than before?"

"Huh?" Huang Xin was at a loss: "He has always been very flexible, right? He has always been able to do splits, and his level of somersaults has never been bad."

Leonie smiled and approached Huang Xin's ear, touching her earlobe with her mouth: "Don't you think we take off faster?"

Huang Xin fell into deep thought... and this benefit?

Ten minutes later, as the referee looked at his watch and blew his whistle, the two super giants had their own gains, but the first half, which was far more intense than exciting in other times, was over, and everyone on and off the field breathed a sigh of relief.

"There must be changes in the second half." Gao Lin released the big prophecy in the 85 National Youth Group: "Enrique has no desires and desires, and there is only a battle of spirits. He will never send blessings when Real Madrid is about to ascend the throne. To embarrass Real Madrid. And Real Madrid will not make trouble for themselves at this moment, and will definitely try to suppress Barcelona!"

Suddenly, Dong Fangzhuo gave him a backstab: "Nonsense, this is the national derby."

The group of friends who watched the excitement and were not afraid of big things gave Dong Fangzhuo thumbs up row by row. Chen Tao, who was not in the rhythm, said: "I feel that Messi will suffer today. Before the game, many newspapers said that he was weak in the national derby. He It should have been a little bit of a stimulus. But with his active performance, Real Madrid, who already regard him as an enemy and have no good way to deal with him, may have to be rough. I think the two falls he made in the first half were just the beginning. "

The group was silent for a while. Some people could understand Chen Tao's sympathy for Messi, while others could understand the helplessness of Real Madrid players towards Messi.

"There is no wrong nickname." Huang Xin and others were also discussing: "Little fleas are sensitive and dangerous, and they are hard to catch."

Shi Wenjun laughed: "So usually what people do is to slap him to death."