Chapter 1 Leverkusen Allez!!!

"Congratulations to Leverkusen! They've broken the curse. No massacre, no tragedy, only a victory that belongs to North Rhine and to Brian."

"Fourteen years without a win, fourteen years of humiliation, washed away completely tonight by the rain at Camp Nou."

"On the long road filled with lament and despair, someone stood up bravely like a ray of light piercing through the darkness, shattering Leverkusen's nightmare."

"Li Kang, a discarded player from La Masia, has conquered Camp Nou with overwhelming force in only his second Champions League game. Perhaps we are witnessing the birth of a legend."

"There is no eternal dynasty."

"In Enrique's second year coaching Barca, the problems in the midfield and defense are becoming increasingly serious. We believe Barca won't be easily defeated by this failure. They will get back up soon and continue moving forward."

He Wei recited the draft he had prepared in his heart for a long time in one breath.

Duan Xuan kept trying to interject, and finally managed to!

"Leverkusen has seized the initiative to qualify! Youngster Li Kang has accumulated three goals in this season's Champions League! We look forward to his future performance!"

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Dragon Country Live Stream.

The barrage was flooded with messages.

-[Barca really lost! Li Kang is awesome!]

-[Too exciting! Beautiful win! A soap opera that never gets old! A discarded son of a giant avenges himself!]

-[Defeating magic with magic! The battle for La Masia's legacy!]

-[You guys are too young, this is a 'divorce' storyline! Don't underestimate a youth!]

-[What are you guys talking about! It's just one upset victory! You're acting like Li Kang won the Bundesliga! They even beat the defending champion. Will the Champions League title be far away?]

-[I don't even care about Li Mingdeng's stats, I just want to see him play on the field.]

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Camp Nou.

Heavy rain poured down.

Old Man Toppmöller looked like he was crazy, raising his arms and running onto the pitch.

His heavy leather shoes splashed waves of water as he stepped on the grass!

Dino, the staff, and the substitute players followed closely behind!

"Boss! You're running to the wrong half! Our players are over there!"

.....

The Leverkusen fans' eyes pierced through the rain, focusing on the blurry figure of their number 10 player.

"Leverkusen allez!!!"

"Leverkusen allez!!!"

"Lee!!!"

Most people's real thoughts: They never thought they could beat the defending champion at Camp Nou before the game.

Their demands were simple, just a decent score.

But Leverkusen's number 10 created several moments that made people's blood boil. He single-handedly conquered the home stadium of Leverkusen's arch-rival.

When victory was really in front of them.

They weren't mentally prepared.

Too many emotions needed time to be released.

On the other side.

The mood of the Barca fans at this time could be compared to one thing: the national football team losing to Vietnam.

Many people still had a glimmer of hope in their hearts:

That La Masia waste... no! Genius!

He will definitely come home!

He can only win everything by returning to Barca!

Leverkusen can't reach the championship!

Honor!

Will always be the goal pursued by players!

.......

Li Kang was surrounded by his teammates.

The taste of green orange bubble gum slowly dissipated.

A wave of drowsiness washed over him.

Looking around at the red and blue of Camp Nou.

In a daze.

He remembered what Vilanova had said when he first visited Camp Nou a few years ago: "The north stand is built on Paleozoic slate covered by Quaternary sediments, while the bottom of the south stand is composed of blue clay from the fourth century BC and more recent times."

"Camp Nou, even the geology is red and blue."

"The philosophy of La Masia is not red and blue."

......

Cruyff was surrounded by Barca executives as he walked out of the VIP通道 (tōngdào - passageway).

He seemed to be in a good mood.

The media reporters who had been waiting for a long time surrounded him.

"Mr. Cruyff! What do you think of Barca's defeat?"

Cruyff smiled:

"Leverkusen played better, I mean their number 10 player, our La Masia kid."

"He is Xavi's successor... no, he is Barca's future! I can't wait for his return! The winter transfer window! Barca will end the loan contract with Leverkusen early, and the world will witness the birth of a new dynasty at Camp Nou!"

Loan?

The reporters were dumbfounded.

Robert and the Barca executives turned pale.

They sensed the coming storm!

After a two-second silence.

A reporter from *Marca* said honestly, "Mr. Cruyff, Li Kang and Leverkusen are not on loan, it's a transfer! It's a transfer! A transfer fee of 1 million euros! Leverkusen gave him the club's top salary... He rejected Barca more than a month ago!"

Cruyff still had a smile on his face, as if he didn't hear what the reporter was saying, "Yes! After he comes back, he will become Barca's..."

Suddenly, he paused.

"Not a loan?"

"A transfer?"

"1 million euros?"

"1 million euros to let go of our La Masia number 4?"

"1 million euros to bury Barca's future?"

Cruyff felt a surge of blood.

Everything in his vision turned black and white.

He turned to look at Robert and the Barca executives.

Their faces were so ugly...

He raised his right hand high!

"You bunch of idiots... parasites..."

"A joke! This is the funniest joke I've heard in my 68 years!"

Robert closed his eyes tightly, trembling all over, but the old saint's slap never landed!

Suddenly, screams erupted from the crowd!

When the Barca sporting director opened his eyes again.

Cruyff had fainted from anger!

That night.

All of Barca's senior management were unable to sleep.

..........

Post-match press conference.

"Mr. Enrique, why did your La Masia let go of a genius like Li Kang! According to records, he didn't get much playing time in Barca's youth teams! After transferring to Leverkusen, he became famous in North Rhine, starting from the youth team games!"

"Barca's problems are not only limited to the pitch!"

"We want to know who sold the future of La Masia for a pittance of 1 million euros?"

*World Sport* is Barca's mouthpiece.

But their reporters couldn't hold back either.

Enrique's face was ashen, his eyes glazed over: "This is our negligence... Li Kang will return to Barca! Leverkusen can't give..."

Before he could finish speaking.

The media reporters bombarded him like rain.

On the other side.

Old Man Toppmöller was still wiping his drooping, explosive hair with a dry towel.

He couldn't help but sneeze.

"The key to Leverkusen's victory? It's Li Kang!"

"I understand his personality, even if he leaves North Rhine, he won't return to Barca!"

"Barca has never given him anything. When he scored his first goal for the Leverkusen youth team, he hadn't even learned how to celebrate! You can imagine his experience at La Masia."

"Recreate the glory of the Three Ásias? Damn it! Are you cursing me?"