"What the hell is Gao Han thinking?"

In the visiting stands at the Valledos Stadium, Hill was also restless.

The team won seven consecutive victories in the new season and was full of morale. It was the time to make a concerted effort. Why did it suddenly fail at Vigo Celta's feet?

"I guess he should be preparing." Paul Futree reluctantly explained.

"Preparation?" Xiao Hill was a little confused.

He did not doubt Gao Han, and even if he lost this game, he still supported Gao Han unconditionally.

Everyone knows that where can we always win and unbeaten teams on the professional football field?

"There was a sudden missing person on the court, and Pablo Ibanez was replaced, but the team needed to stabilize the position and regain the rhythm."

Paul Futerey is a hardcore Gao Han faction and will speak for Gao Han no matter what.

"Paul's analysis makes sense, don't worry, the sky will not fall." Cerrezzo also advised.

Xiao Hill knew that his personality was relatively urgent, but he didn't just want to do it for himself, so he smiled bitterly.

"Of course it doesn't matter. I'm afraid that my dad will burst into blood vessels at home."

Cerezo and Paul Fottery looked at each other and nodded secretly.

With the character of Old Hill, this is very possible.

The old man put all his last hope in his life on Gao Han and Atletico Madrid. The seven consecutive wins at the start of the league gave him unprecedented confidence, and he became radiant, as if he was ten years younger and had recovered a lot of health. He told everyone that he must go on stage and receive the championship trophy for Atletico Madrid.

If this is...

"No, I'll call back."

After saying that, Xiao Hill immediately stood up, left the stand, and went to the quieter passage to make a phone call.

Watching Little Hill leave, Cerezo and Paul Fotterre sighed together.

He looked at the stadium again, and his eyes fell on Gao Han.

Gao Han, Gao Han, you must resist it, you can’t lose!

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Rich district in the western suburbs of Madrid.

In the kitchen and on the stove, the gas stove was on low heat, and the soup pot was steaming, but there was no one.

In the living room, Lin Xia and Chu Yao were both sitting in front of the TV, watching the live game with concentration. What came to their ears were the celebration of Celta fans in the stadium and the voices of the live commentators.

"There are twenty minutes left, Atletico Madrid still has no action, and there is one player missing on the field, which put Atletico Madrid in a relatively passive and embarrassing situation."

"The audience in front of the TV may not be able to hear it, but I could hear it on the scene. The fans of Celta were very excited, and some even provoked in the stands. Gao Han, where is your on-site command?"

"Indeed, Gao Han's on-site command, which was originally talked about in this game, did not work, which also made the home team fans feel very proud, thinking that the team has completely curbed Atletico Madrid."

"The lead 2-0 and one more person than the opponent, they have indeed mastered the advantage of winning, but in fact, Atletico Madrid is not completely without a chance, it depends on what Gao Han does."

Before she knew it, Lin Xia pressed her hands together with her fingernails, and her fingernails were deeply pinched into her fair and pink skin, as if she was about to bleed. She even forgot that she was cooking Gao Han’s favorite soup in the kitchen, and she was obsessed with all her thoughts.

Chu Yao next to her was not much better than Lin Xia, but she looked back at Lin Xia from time to time and put her shoulder comfortably.

After knowing Gao Han for more than a year, they have never seen Gao Han lose, and they are very worried and uneasy.

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Valledos Stadium, the visiting team bench.

Atletico Madrid's substitutes were all in a state of silence.

According to the coach's arrangement during the intermission, they ran out to warm up every once in a while. After they came back, they quickly put on long-sleeved training suits to keep their body warm so that they could play at any time.

As time goes by mid-October, the temperature in northern Spain has also dropped a lot, and the cold winter is about to begin.

Could it be that Atletico Madrid is about to usher in a cold winter?

Many players looked at the head coach Gao Han who was standing on the sidelines with trepidation, but were puzzled in their hearts.

Why haven't there been any movement yet?

Apart from replacing Torres with Pablo Ibanez and stabilizing the team's defense, Gao Han never changed anyone again.

The time has entered seventy minutes. Even if we count the stoppage time, there are only about twenty minutes left and we can't wait.

But just when the players were restless, they saw head coach Gao Han suddenly turn around.

For a moment, everyone on the coach's seat and the bench put their attention on him, and everyone was waiting for him.

Gao Han's eyes swept over the coach's seat quickly and landed on the bench.

"Kiko."

As soon as he heard his name, Kiko suddenly jumped up from his seat like a strong lion.

Other players showed a hint of envy.

Kiko is now the gold medal substitute at Atletico Madrid and can rewrite the game almost every time he plays.

"Boss, what do you want me to do?" Hearing his tone, he seemed to have been impatient for a long time.

"Can you play?" Gao Han asked.

"It's OK at any time." Kiko immediately replied, "I've been fucking him a long time ago, fuck them to death!"

Gao Han nodded slightly, raised his right hand and patted the shoulders of the center who was half a head taller than him. Kiko immediately understood, leaned down and leaned over his ears.

"You go and replace Deco. He played two consecutive games and consumed a lot of physical energy."

"I understand." Kiko nodded.

"After going up, you play center, do you understand?"

Kiko nodded again. Such tactics were not unfamiliar to him.

"Tell Villa and Kaka again, more opportunities are made on the side roads and ribs, especially on the left ribs."

"Left rib?" Kiko repeated.

"Yes." Gao Han nodded with certainty.

Kiko immediately stopped asking, he knew that the head coach must have a reason for this arrangement.

As a player, he just needs to obey orders.

Soon, Kiko ran to the sidelines and waited for the dead ball to substitution.

Everyone in the audience noticed that Atletico Madrid was about to substitute and the gold medal substitute Kiko was about to play. For a moment, the booed thunderously.

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"Sure enough, I've changed to Kiko again!"

Victor Fernandez shook his head with a smile, looking as if he was mourning his misfortune and angry at his inconvenience.

"He can't get anything new. Is it interesting to change to Kiko every time I can't open the situation?"

The assistant also laughed and said that Vigo Celta was prepared for Atletico Madrid's substitution.

"From Atletico Madrid's current lineup configuration, it is already quite difficult to have two different tactical styles."

Victor Fernandez doesn't agree.

Of course he knew that the richness of the team's playing style was closely related to the lineup.

Without a rich bench thickness and substitute lineup, how can you play tricks?

However, he was prepared to deal with the changes in Atletico Madrid.

I saw Victor Fernandez turn around and shout at a tall central defender on the bench: "Sergio, go warm up immediately and be ready to play at any time!"

"clear."

Sergio Fernandez, sitting on the bench, immediately stood up with a player. He was very tall and stood out a little when he stood up. Although he was thin, he was still quite shocking when he was placing his head there.

Watching Sergio Fernandez run to warm up, Victor Fernandez turns his head and sees Gao Han waving to Guardiola and Marcos Senna on the court, and smiles coldly.

"I see what else you can do when you see a move!"

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"It's time to change people! It's finally time to change people!"

In the stands, when Xiao Hill saw Kiko stand up, he was already ready to beat his hands.

At this time, I was even more excited to see Gao Han calling Guardiola and Marcos Senna to the sidelines.

I don’t know when it started, just like those ordinary Atletico Madrid fans, he was full of confidence in Gao Han’s on-the-spot command. Even now, he still firmly believes that as long as Gao Han makes a move, there will definitely be a chance of winning the game.
To be continued...