Chapter 168: On the Eve of the Semifinal

Lewokusen is the last glimmer of hope for Bundesliga teams in European competition.

Kicker and Bild each ran a column, hoping German legends could offer advice to Bei lai yin.

Bayern's attitude was positive: "Is it hard to beat Real Madrid?"

Schalke 04 also joined the fun: "Our youth team has knocked over the Galacticos before."

Still, many legendary players and coaches have given substantive advice.

Ogeltale... is the Bayern youth team coach that Li Kang met.

In his interview, he spoke concisely: "Lewokusen should let Li play forward; back then we beat Real Madrid many times precisely because the coach moved me from defense to the front line, and as a coach I've done the same!"

Tuchel looked worried: "In open play, we must have a midfielder who can protect Li!"

Guardiola pondered for a long time, then spoke incoherently: "In positional play, Li needs a... Messi!"

Kahn stammered in front of the camera for a while, then couldn't help laughing: "If the rules allowed, I'd love to move Bayern's entire starting lineup over to Bei lai yin to be Li's teammates."

The football emperor finally appeared.

Beckenbauer faced the camera, speaking earnestly: "Lewokusen is the last hope for German teams in European competition; they bear the glory of German football. Li and I when we were young aren't just similar—they're practically identical. Lewokusen's coaching staff can call me anytime for advice; there's still time."

On the other side, Yin Biliya Peninsula.

Marca and As refused to be outdone.

The camera first turned to Real Madrid legend and national team head coach Bosque.

"Losing to Real Madrid is nothing to be ashamed of!"

"Li led an ordinary strong team through hardships, all the way to the Bernabeu, nearly achieving a great feat."

"Win or lose doesn't affect one's worth! No! The examples of Bale and De Bruyne make it even clearer!"

"The European Championship is Li's stage! He is the last hope of Spanish football, bearing the mission to revive Spanish football! Reforged... cough, cough, this summer transfer window he will be a midfield newcomer who breaks the transfer record!"

Bosque was precisely the super coach who, fourteen years ago, led Real Madrid to defeat Lewokusen and win the championship.

But he didn't want to answer related questions; he only hoped Li Kang would stay unharmed.

The legendary stars who played in the 2002 Champions League final also each accepted interviews.

Guti's expression was serious: "We must be careful of Li's through balls; he will surely also use the heel to deliver a deadly scalpel pass."

Raul smiled shyly: "Li's shot is much like mine—it's the moment when receiving the ball connects to shooting."

Figo scratched his head: "I've seen Li as a kid; his mom's snail bread was terrible... What are you laughing at? The place was obviously La Masia's cafeteria; maybe I should have taken him to Inter Milan's youth academy back then!"

"Yes, Inter Milan's Faschetti youth academy, not Real Madrid's Castilla!"

Catalonia region, public opinion is complex.

Marca and Mundo Deportivo also prepared to follow the aforementioned media, running column reports.

Bartomeu faced the camera, his face turning ashen.

"Two pig teammate media—this isn't rubbing salt in Barcelona's wound, is it?"

Considering it's a live broadcast format.

He struggled to squeeze out a smile:

"Barcelona has already offered Lewokusen 50 million euros! We want to bring Li back to Camp Nou; he's a key piece of the Dream Four dynasty!"

"Once he successfully returns to Barcelona, we'll give him the seventh-highest weekly wage in the team, guaranteeing a starting spot."

"And his image rights—Barcelona only takes 70%!"

Barcelona fans in front of the TV went crazy!

"50 million euros—compared to De Bruyne and them, that's not much!"

"But this is to bring back their own youth academy product; a similar price is fine. Lewokusen earned 50 times the difference, and even got a Champions League semifinal spot for free."

"The seventh-highest salary in the team is even more particular."

"The MSN South American trident, the salaries after Pique, Yinniesita, and Busquets—six people later."

"Plus 70% of image rights, not a full hundred percent."

"Barcelona has shown enough respect to the youngster, right?"

Bartomeu loosened his tie, and upon hearing the scattered applause from the crowd, he felt relieved.

Kroos's physique has recently recovered quite well.

He and several Spanish bank representatives came to a newly donated large football school by the foundation.

The toilet paper reporters had been waiting a long time.

"Mr. Kroos, how do you view Barcelona's plan to pour fifty million euros in huge funds... to bring Li Kang back to Camp Nou?"

"And the team's seventh salary! 70% of image rights!"

Kroos suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.

"Huge funds? Seventh salary?"

"Don't you look at the Premier League's toilet paper? Chelsea and Manchester City's offers for Li... have already exceeded 150 million euros!"

"Why insult the number four spot at La Masia like this..."

"Regardless of win or loss, he will conquer the Bernabeu."

The football sage old man steadied his mind, pulled out a bottle of pills from his pants pocket.

Security personnel frantically drove away the toilet reporters.

The Champions League semifinals are upon us!

Countless tourists and fans frenziedly surged into the white holy bathed in moonlight.

Saint Santiago Bernabeu Stadium!

Real Madrid fans waved flags, excitedly held huge posters, patiently lined both sides of the entrance street... awaiting the descent of superstars!

Fireworks rose, salutes rang in unison.

A number of neutral fans took out their phones to film the eve of this pinnacle showdown.

CTV5 likewise dispatched a frontline reporter, who arrived on the scene!

"Dear viewers, we are now broadcasting live the 2015/16 UEFA Champions League semi‑final..."

"The fans here are extremely passionate!"

"Hey!"

He Wei was shoved aside by the unusually excited drunks.

The cameraman quickly aimed his lens at a nearby group of hot‑bodied female fans.

He soon received an enthusiastic response from them.

"Lee!!!"

"Lee!!!"

"Lee!!!"

The live‑stream room.

Comments flew across the screen.

-【Not bad, the director gave the cameraman an extra chicken leg.】

-【These fans are pretty clever; when they see Asian media, they shout "Little Li!"】

-【East and West have never been so united in aesthetic!】

-【Li Kang will probably marry a Castilian girl, right?】

-【Warning: Japan's "racial superiority" plan!】

Barajas Airport.

Li Kang and his teammates walked out of the arrivals gate.

There were no flowers or applause.

He silently popped the last piece of Green Tangerine Fizzy Candy into his mouth.

Security staff urged everyone to hurry onto the bus.

The airport, experienced in such matters, had arranged a concealed passage to avoid disturbance.

The frenzied media reporters and fans were waiting only for Tuopu Laotou and Dino.

They couldn't help but feel greatly disappointed!

"Mr. Tuop, are you confident of exacting revenge at the Bernabéu?"

"Was Zidane's heavenly flying shot fourteen years ago a lifelong regret for you?"

Lewokusen's head coach exploded in rage, no longer bothering with decorum:

"A lifelong regret? I'm not dead yet!"