Awakening the Messi template, Florentino Pérez begs me to join Real Madrid

In the 3rd minute, Real Madrid's midfielder made six consecutive one-touch passes, and the Evergrande players didn't even touch the ball. The ball eventually fell to the left wing, where Morata received it.

Wu Shi rushed forward.

Just as Wu Shi shifted his weight, Morata executed a simple spike and change of direction.

past.

Wu Shi turned and chased back, but Morata had already crossed from the byline.

The ball found Higuain in the middle with pinpoint accuracy, but his header went over the crossbar.

"Huff..." Wu Shi gasped for breath.

He lost their first encounter.

This is too fast-paced.

That sense of rhythm developed from playing high-level matches since childhood.

Morata ran back, and as he passed Wu Shi, he said in English:

"Relax, kid. This is just the beginning."

The tone was polite, but the meaning behind the words was very clear.

Wu Shi ignored him and ran back to his spot.

In the 8th minute, Evergrande finally organized their first effective attack.

Conca broke free of the defense in midfield and passed the ball to Muriqui on the right wing.

Muriqui accelerated his breakthrough and crossed the ball near the byline.

Wu Shi contested for the header at the near post—but he was up against Real Madrid's first-team center-back Pepe.

The two bodies collided in mid-air.

Wu Shi felt like he had run into a wall.

He stumbled a couple of steps when he landed, while Pepe landed steadily, and the ball had already been cleared.

Peipei glanced at him, showed no expression, and then turned and ran away.

This is the difference. Wu Shi gritted his teeth.

At this moment, Gao Lin ran back from the front field and whispered as he passed him:

"Don't go head-to-head with Pepe. That guy's a monster. Find an opportunity to take on number 17; he doesn't have as much experience."

Takeshi nodded.

The 15th minute has arrived.

Evergrande intercepted the ball in their own half and launched a quick counter-attack. The ball was passed three times before reaching Wu Shi – he received the ball on the left side of midfield, facing Morata.

It wasn't a direct matchup, but Morata deliberately dropped back to defend, clearly indicating he was specifically looking for him.

"Come on, let me see the level of your so-called geniuses in the league."

Morata opened his arms, a smile on his face—the kind of smile that says, "I know you don't dare cross me."

He lowered his center of gravity and flicked the ball to the left with his left foot.

Morata immediately shifted his center of gravity.

Wu Shi practiced Messi's feints countless times, combining dribbling with realistic feints.

Wu Shi quickly pulled the ball back with his left foot.

Then break through from the other side.

"It's over!" the commentator shouted.

A huge cheer erupted at Tianhe Stadium.

Wu Shi dribbles forward, and Real Madrid's defensive midfielder covers to cover.

He spotted Conca making a run down the middle, positioned in the gap between Real Madrid's defense and midfield.

[System: Pass the ball to Conca (82% success rate). Individual dribble (35% success rate). Recommendation: Pass the ball.]

In a flash, Wu Shi made his choice.

Before the opponent's defensive midfielder can block, use the outside of your right foot to deliver a low, diagonal pass!

With surgical precision, he pierced through Real Madrid's defense and rolled precisely into Conca's running path!

"Great shot!" the commentator exclaimed. "Wu Shi's pass was brilliant! Conca is one-on-one with the goalkeeper!"

Conca received the ball, facing goalkeeper Casillas one-on-one. He took a step, then unleashed a shot into the far corner—

Casillas fell to the ground, his arms outstretched to their limit!

Snapped!

The ball was touched by the goalkeeper's fingertips, changed direction, and rolled out of bounds just past the far post!

"Oh no—!!!" A huge sigh erupted throughout Tianhe Stadium.

Conca knelt on the ground, angrily pounding the turf.

Wu Shi also shook his hand regretfully, but he immediately ran towards the corner flag area—Hengda had won a corner kick.

The corner kick was taken by Wu Shi.

He kicked a curved ball, finding Feng Xiaoting at the near post.

However, Ramos had already positioned himself in advance and headed the ball out of the danger zone.

"What a pity..."

The broadcast camera then focused on Mourinho on the sidelines.

The Portuguese man was whispering with his teaching assistant, his eyes occasionally glancing at Wu Shi.

Meanwhile, in the VIP section of the stands, Real Madrid president Florentino Pérez nodded slightly and made a mark on the player list in his hand.

[System: Key Pass (against a top European defense). Technical Rating: A-. Decision-Making Rating: Excellent (choosing the optimal solution rather than showing off).]

[Current Performance Evaluation: Facing a promising young player from a top club of the same age, you broke through and delivered a crucial pass in your first head-to-head match. Although the result was unfortunate, the process demonstrated your ability to read the game and execute tactics under high intensity.]

[Integration level fluctuated slightly: 6.45% → 6.46%. The increase was small, but the competitors were of high quality.]

The choice he made just now was the result of months of continuous refinement through systematic training and real combat.

Trust your teammates and choose the most reasonable solution.

Although he didn't make it, he doesn't regret it.

and……

He looked at Morata.

The relaxed smile on the other person's face had disappeared, replaced by a more serious expression.

Clearly, Real Madrid's number 17 finally realized that this "Chinese Super League kid" might not be as easy to deal with as he had imagined.

Wu Shi believed that although Real Madrid had been under pressure for the first 10 minutes or so, his team had done a good job defending.

They also had two good counter-attack opportunities.

The upcoming matches will definitely be tough, but they will eventually reach a delicate balance.

however

He was wrong.

Big mistakes.

In the 18th minute, Real Madrid intercepted the ball in midfield and launched a quick counter-attack.

Modric made a seemingly casual long pass from midfield, but the ball seemed to have eyes and accurately found Di Maria who was making a run down the right flank.

Di Maria received the ball and, without even stopping to adjust, delivered a low cross with the outside of his foot.

The ball moves extremely fast and its trajectory is unpredictable.

Before Evergrande's two center-backs could react, Ronaldo had already appeared like a ghost at the far post.

Shot into the empty net.

1: 0.

After scoring, Ronaldo did not celebrate, but simply gave Di Maria a high-five, as if they had just completed the most basic combination in training.

[System: Warning. The attacking rhythm has switched from 'friendly exchange' to 'professional mode'. Real Madrid is getting serious.]

Wu Shi stood in midfield, watching the Real Madrid players calmly run back to their own half.

That calm was more terrifying than arrogance—it showed that the previous attack was as easy as drinking water for them.

Less than two minutes after the restart, Real Madrid applied pressure again.

In the 20th minute, Pepe made a long pass from the backfield, Higuain headed the ball down, and Morata received it at the edge of the penalty area.

Facing Feng Xiaoting's defense, Morata gently cut inside, creating an angle, and took a shot.

The ball arced through the air and flew straight into the corner.

2: 0.

When Morata ran back to his half, he deliberately passed by Wu Shi, but didn't say anything.

But his expression clearly meant...

I've spent the first ten minutes showing myself to you and playing with you for ten minutes.

Do you really think we can have a back-and-forth game?

Wu Shi clenched his fist, remaining silent as the disparity in their abilities objectively existed.

Putting aside other superstars, Morata's shooting speed, the concealment of his shooting motion, and the control of the arc are indeed at least one level higher than his.

On the Evergrande coaching bench, Lippi's expression was very serious.

The old man realized the problem was purely a difference in individual ability.

Every Real Madrid player, whether in terms of passing accuracy, timing of runs, or shot accuracy, is clearly a level above Evergrande.

What's even more frightening is that Real Madrid hasn't even started going all out yet.