I few minutes, Bara did attack like crazy.

  Gao Shen truly uood what it meant for a sed to feel like a year.

  He almost ted the seds with his fingers, waiting eagerly for the whistle to sound at the end of the game.

  In the first 80 minutes or so, Rijkaard's team had an overwhelming advantage. Except for defeatistics, they held an absolute advantage, but they failed to break Real Madrid's goal.

  The st few minutes were no different.

  Gao She reminding the pyers on the sidelines, and the Real Madrid pyers were also in high spirits, showing even more fighting spirit than before.

  For Bara, the more hurriedly they pyed, the more chaotic they became, making it easier for them to make mistakes.

  Even in the end, with 100,000 fans at Camp Nou cheering for Bara, when the game was about to go into overtime, the Bara pyers began to get disced.

  Especially ih minute, when captain Puyol fell to the ground while hurriedly testing a header with Guti, and didn't get up again. Rijkaard was forced to repce Puyol with Gabriel.

  From this moment on, Bara's energy was pletely drained.

  Going into overtime, it was difficult for Bara tanize a det attack.

  Real Madrid also expended a lot of energy and didn't pn tanize an attack either.

  Time slowly ran out.

  ...

  ...

  When the referee Brewer blew the whistle to end the game, there were bursts of wailing from the Camp Nou Stadium.

  The live TV footage swept across the Bara pyers och, each with aremely pained expression, clearly uo accept such a loss, even Ded Ronaldinho, the team's best performers.

  As Bara's top card, Ronaldinho was limited by Real Madrid's right-sided defehroughout the game. Although he often ran back to the middle, he couldn't find a way through the double midfielder setup of De La Red and Gravesen.

  The camera swept across the home team's coag bench. Rijkaard and Ten Cate were both sitting there, their expressions difficult to read, but it was clear they were extremely disappointed with the result.

  The camera moved up to the stands, capturing ses of Bara fans c their faces and g.

  Zero to one!

  Before the game, they were filled with excitement and high expectations, but now they were deeply disappointed.

  Were Bara's pyers not good enough? Not w hard enough?

  Obviously not.

  But Real Madrid's pyers were w too hard!

  Losing to such a team should be acceptable, but this team was called Real Madrid, and this game was the most important focus of the championship so far this season.

  How could they accept this?

  ...

  In the chairman's stand, when Brewer's whistle sounded, Butragueno stood up from his seat excitedly, raised his arms high like the Real Madrid fans in the er, a out a very relieved cheer.

  The Bara sittio him looked extremely embarrassed, disappointed, and even angry at that moment.

  They had said too much earlier, and now they had been spped in the face!

  Butragueno, the head of the public retioment, alaid attention to his demeanor, speaking and ag like a gentleman. But at this moment, he couldn't help but savor the sweet taste of victory in front of the Bar?a leaders.

  "I said, the oute is still unknown."

  The faces of Laporta, Echebarria, and others were very ugly.

  They couldn't figure it out, why did Real Madrid win?

  Why could a 25-year-old rookie bring su earth-shaking transformation to Real Madrid?

  Could it be that he is really a genius?

  But they'd only ever heard of geniuses on the football field, never of young talents on the coag bench.

  But if he isn't a genius, how they expin what he's do Real Madrid?

  Ugly? ugly? defense?

  All of these, in the face of real three-pointers and the situation of winning the championship, bee insignifit.

  Butragueno was also in a state of ecstasy.

  In fact, he didn't know how Gao Shen did it, because in his eyes, Gao Shen was a mystery from beginning to end.

  For example, De La Red, Negredo, Abeloa, and Felipe. These pyers were in the Real Madrid youth team before; they were not unknown but were not used and were unnoticed.

  After Gao Shehem, they immediately became the pilrs of Real Madrid.

  There is also Lorenzo Bueura. This fitness coach ot be said to be unknown, but Cadiz, where he was, did not see how high his level was. Now, with him in charge of training, look at the results.

  Real Madrid's running ability tonight might not be spectacur pared to other teams, but pared to the previous Real Madrid, the improvement was visible to the naked eye. This improvement is definitely a talent.

  But the question is, how did Gao Shen discover them?

  Especially sidering how Gao Shehem, it seemed he believed from the very beginning that these people would definitely be successful and help him. Could he foresee the future?

  Butragueno never believed anyone could be a prophet. He could only think this was Gao Shen's amazing vision, seeing things others couldn't, which allowed him to tap so many talents.

  More importantly, the Real Madrid locker room under Gao Shen's coag had gradually returo the right track.

  When Ronaldo scored just now, Ramos rushed out to celebrate with him.

  Maybe there was still a grudge between them, but at least och, they were a team, and that's enough.

  If Real Madrid had dohis earlier, how could they have been reduced to this point?

  Only two points away!

  Butragueno couldn't help ughing whehought of this.

  From falling behind by ten points to only two points, with seven rounds left in the league, this was enough.

  Especially Bara, who suffered such a blow tonight, they make no mistakes in the seven rounds?

  If not adjusted properly, maybe they'll falter against Benfiext Wednesday.

  The Bara became increasingly embarrassed seeing Butragueno ughing all the time.

  Damn, what a shame!

  ...

  ...

  Gao Shen hugged the Real Madrid pyers who walked off the pite by one, each of them positive appreciation.

  Especially Ronaldo.

  Gao Shen smiled and hugged the Brazilian superstar, "Nice job, especially your hard work. We have all seen it."

  Ronaldo was also in a good mood. Sg a goal when ing off the bench, he was very happy.

  But he also heard the deeper message in Gao Shen's words.

  Gao Shen never mentiohe goal, only appreciating his efforts, which proved that what Gao Shen needed was his attitude.

  It's true that Ronaldo scored this goal, but the alien knew in his heart how the goal came about.

  Without the advaactical arra, without the desperate efforts from his teammates throughout the game, without Negredo fighting until the whistle sounded, and without the efforts of Raul, Zidane, Guti, and others, could he have scored this goal?

  Gao Shen's words were not only praise but also a reminder, warning him not to bee proud after sg a goal.

  "Thank you." Ronaldo was smart and immediately nodded in thanks. "I cherish this opportunity to py. Whether in training or petition, whether as a starter or a substitute, I will give my best performance."

  Gao Shen smiled and patted Ronaldo on the shoulder. "After we go baadrid, talk to the others. If they want, they e to me anytime."

  Ronaldo was a little surprised but soon uood.

  Gao Shen was giving the green light to the Brazilian pyers.

  This was also normal. Real Madrid was in need of pyers.

  Although many pyers were recruited from the sed team, pared to some Brazilian pyers, they were still inferior.

  For example, Callejon was really good and had potential, but pared to Robinho, there was still a signifit gap.

  Of course, Robinho's problem was that he held onto the ball too long and deyed crucial moments.

  ...

  After Gao Shehe pyers away on the sidelines, he spoke to Rijkaard again.

  But it was clear the Bara coach was in a very bad mood and didn't want to talk to Gao Shen.

  Wheuro the locker room, he heard the cheers and celebrations of the Real Madrid pyers from a distand faintly heard someoioning Gao Shen, with resped admiration in their words and tone.

  During this period, the transformation of the team was visible to the naked eye, especially to the pyers in the Real Madrid team.

  Initially, they opposed Gao Shen's coag because they thought he couldn't lead the team. But now, they were shocked and admired by his coag ability and naturally vinced.

  Even rebellious superstars like Ronaldo and Zidane were always vinced when they mentioned Gao Shen.

  The only person ieam who still had an issue with Gao Shen robably Roberto Carlos.

  But everyone khis was more of a personal grudge.

  And when Gao Shen opehe door and walked into the locker room, everyone immediately surrounded him when they saw him.

  At this time, Gao Shen was not stingy with his admiration at all, throwing it out oer another, praising the pyers, his words like a tinuous stream, not repeating, and making everyone feel eted and happy.

  This also made Maqueda, Lucas, Bueura, and others on the side marvel.

  Being able to praise people is actually a skill.

  In the end, when it came to praise, Gao Shen directly praised the members of the coag staff.

  Anyone could see he was in a very good mood tonight.

  But when Maqueda was about to turn around and go out, Gao Shen stopped him.

  "Take a rest tonight, I'll go to this press ference!" Gao Shen stopped Maqueda, patted his chest, with a righteous and awe-inspiring expression.

  This left Maqueda momentarily stunned. "You... yoing?"

  "Yes, I'm going to face these so-called uned kings!" Gao Shen said maliciously.

  Anyone could see what he inteo do.

  "No... No, I hahem, I..."

  "I know you've endured a lot during this time, and I'll get reveonight!"

  Maqueda was almost in tears.

  Gao, my boss, I don't want you to do this for me!

  When the media was critig us before, you didn't want to go, and I bore the brunt of it, enduring all their taunts and ridicule.

  Now that we're finally turning the tables, and I'm about to get my moment of triumph, you want to take it from me?

  Revenge for me?

  I want to do it myself, okay?

  ....