Chapter 142: He Was Doing Problems

Bayer Arena, drums thundered.

Lewokusen fans' eyes were red-rimmed, hysterically shouting the name of the Bei lai yin hero.

"Lee!"

"!"

"Lee!"

"!"

"Lee!"

"!"

Teammates excitedly swarmed toward Li Kang.

The despair that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time was strangled away like smoke by a devilish arc.

Calhanoglu faced the stands, arms wide open.

"Li, we are a golden duo!"

"As long as you can run, I'll pass... ah!"

Kramer shoved him hard from behind, and everyone piled on.

The little colt lay weakly on the grass, gradually faded.

The red-blue number 10's ponytail silhouette quietly turned, index finger pointing at Lewokusen number 10's forehead.

As it dissipated in the wind, a bright smile appeared.

Li Kang also smiled.

In his memory, several fragments were added: the peak Barça dream team versus Mourinho's showdown.

Not far away.

Courtois lifted his water bottle, took a sip, then slammed it heavily to the ground.

The blue team's captain hurried over and patted his head.

At this time, Chelsea's young goalkeeper was emotionally unstable and needed soothing.

Terry and Courtois had a good relationship.

The reason certainly wasn't: they both liked to give their teammates green hats.

By the pitch.

Tuopu Laotou ran wildly along the sidelines, cheering the nearby fans all the way.

Dino took a deep breath, waved his fists, and exclaimed excitedly: "Li, he single-handedly carried Lewokusen here!"

"Hero!"

"The hero of Bei lai yin!"

On the other side.

Hiddink trembled all over, secretly clenching his coat pocket.

"Damn it, this kid is outright a monster... a monster!"

"Mikel! Hurry up and warm up!"

"And Pedro, I'll make him replace Terry!"

"How can Lewokusen's team..."

The assistant coach quickly reminded: "Boss, we're still leading, away goals advantage!"

Upon hearing that,

Hiddink took off his glasses, slightly calmed his anger, and smiled: "You're right..."

Damn it, I almost fainted from anger.

How could you use a forward to replace Terry?

Nonsense!

We can't recklessly command like in the West Ham United match!

The referee urged the Lewokusen players to quickly finish celebrating.

Inadvertently, they noticed the goal hero in the crowd had disappeared.

Where is that kid?

Everyone looked around.

But they saw Li Kang embracing the ball from Chelsea's net...

Camp Nou.

Robert angrily slammed the table: "Still struggling? Does he think scoring a lucky goal against Chelsea will get him promoted?"

Barça's coach picked up the remote, turned off the TV, and smiled confidently: "That's enough; there's no need to waste time here. In the semifinals, whether we face Chelsea or Lewokusen, Barça is confident of defeating them."

Robert wondered: "Atlético Madrid..."

Enrique brimmed with confidence: "Simeone's defense is tough; I've prepared for the worst, and every Barça player has practiced penalties 1000 times!"

Barcelona.

Holy Cross Hospital.

Kruyin's eyes showed appreciation as he declared firmly: "Even if Lewokusen loses, Li will not lose."

Lula hurriedly helped the teacher adjust the pillow, stared at the TV screen, and wondered: "Li's position has withdrawn, he made a gesture toward his teammates—could it be..."

Kruyin weakly raised his hand:

"Can't win, he's doing problems."

"A difficult problem Mourinho left for the number 4 position at La Masia."

Bayer Arena.

Diego Costa and Oscar are feeling a bit uncomfortable.

Li Kang's position has shifted back, to the defensive midfield spot in Lewokusen's formation.

The two of them simply cannot win the ball from his left foot.

Chelsea's star striker wants to play dirty, but he just can't bring himself to do it.

This summer's European Cup, as a lone planning player, I have to band together with the little Chinese diaspora!

"Lewokusen probably wants to hold onto the draw score."

"Li Kang and Kramer have swapped positions."

"The pressure on the back line has eased considerably."

"During this period, the match has become a bit dull."

In God's perspective.

Chelsea's formation quietly changes in open play.

Three defensive lines, each with a different function, form once again.

The first line of defense is defined as: reduce obstruction.

Diego Costa himself is a "troublemaker-type forward".

The perfectly remodeled Oscar can also handle this task.

After equalizing the score.

Li Kang is no longer rushing to attack.

Instead, he wants to gradually understand the meaning of each defensive line.

Chelsea during Mourinho's second stint is not merely a single "park the bus" tactic.

The 54th minute of the match.

After futile frantic pressing, Diego Costa and Oscar are a bit tired, subconsciously reducing their running to conserve energy.

After receiving a pass from Bender, Li Kang quickly dribbles forward!

In God's perspective.

Chelsea's second line of defense has arrived.

A layered "double-layer sandwich".

The first layer is William and Hazard.

The second layer is Matic and Fabregas.

The definition of this line of defense is: tearing space.

William and Hazard both charged at Li Kang at the same time!

Calhanoglu and Kramer decisively provided support!

Li Kang did not pass the ball to the two of them.

He knocked the ball with his heel and simultaneously ran toward the right flank.

Bender surged forward, met the ball, and gave it a fierce push!

The ball once again returned to Li Kang's feet.

A simple two-foot pass.

Leaving the spectators bewildered.

Leaving both coaching staffs equally bewildered.

Fabregas instantly understood Li Kang's intention and immediately ran toward Azpilicueta's direction.

Li Kang once again passed the ball back to the rear.

Bender made a slight adjustment, transferring the ball to Calhanoglu on the left flank.

Matic and Hazard immediately rushed over.

William quickly dropped back to cover.

"The Mourinho-era Xiao Luo" has long been remodeled to be able to play as a defensive midfielder.

Li Kang gestured toward Brandt.

The latter decisively dropped back.

Quite a coincidence.

The instant Calhanoglu received the ball, he found Brandt and with difficulty relieved the pressure from Matic and Hazard.

Bayer Arena, the fans in the stands all around are somewhat drowsy.

The scene is really too dull.

The only change is: Lewokusen's ball can now get past midfield.

By the pitch.

Tuopu Laotou muttered: "Li, after a few probing runs, found the answer to advancing, but our players can't handle this task for long..."

Dino nodded seriously: "Chelsea's midfield defensive line's main purpose is not to intercept, but to tear space; no matter how Li adjusts, only two players are taken away..."

"Chelsea always has two midfielders who can switch to the defensive midfielder role, while the players on the back line remain firmly in position."

"On the contrary, our midfielders' movement and transfers will become meaningless..."

Even at the peak of Dream Two or Dream Three Ha Bai Bu, when facing Chelsea, possession play will become meaningless.

It is not actively meaningless.

But rather falling into passive meaninglessness.

Under the subtle influence of the opponent, they devolve into "meaningless possession and running."

Under the opponent's subtle influence, he fell into "passing for the sake of passing".

Mourinho's research on Barcelona is professional.

Of course, the Spanish national team after Xavi is actively engaging in meaningless possession.

On the other side.

Hiddink's cheeks were flushed red.

"Does this kid think everyone around him is a Spanish national teammate? Where is Yinniesita? Where is Busquets? Where is David Silva?"

"Lewokusen is playing with fire!"

The 70th minute of the match.

Calhanoglu's pass was intercepted by Matic!

He then began a frantic advance!

Kramer quickly covered and launched a counter-press!

When Matic played in the Portuguese Primeira Liga, he was a top-class attacking midfielder!

Lewokusen's midfield defense was instantly shattered by the charge.

"Calhanoglu's pass made a mistake!"

"Chelsea's counterattack is coming!"

"Blue storm!"

"Both wings flying forward... William hasn't come back yet!"

The forty-meter zone.

Matic struck the ball fiercely with the outside of his foot!

The pitch of the Bayer Stadium seemed to have been sliced by a curved blade!

The ball skirted past Papadopoulos!

Hazard surged forward with a burst of speed!

Jonathan Tah didn't have time to turn!

Van Dijk decisively abandoned Diego Costa and retreated wildly!

Chelsea fans cheered wildly!

Just as Hazard was about to receive the ball.

Thud!

Lewokusen's number 10 lifted his foot and kicked the ball out of play!

"That was close!"

"Li Kang's timely recovery!"

The nearby Lewokusen fans in the stands breathed a sigh of relief, and applause thundered!

Li Kang's expression remained calm.

He turned his head to look toward Chelsea's backline.

He wanted to see the scene of the third defensive line.

What definition did Mourinho leave behind there?

The livestream room.

Scattered barrage comments scrolled across the screen.

"-【Watching, wanting to sleep, when did Li Mingdeng learn hypnosis! A match without goals is so boring.】"

"-【Is it worth watching Chelsea, Atlético Madrid, Juventus, Paris Saint-Germain matches? When you wake up, it's either 0-1 or 0-0, at most 1-1!】"

"-【Trust the science, data statistics: When Li Mingdeng is on the field, most of Lewokusen's goals occur in the final 15 minutes of the match! Solid!】"

"-【Wake up, don't fool yourself, even Ramsey's "death god law" has failed.】"

"At this moment, we saw Mikel standing on the sidelines!"

"Oh! They're going to take off Oscar!"

"Chelsea might switch to a three‑holding‑midfielder setup!"

"They want to maintain their away‑goal advantage!"